Last night, I finished the book MWF Seeking BFF. I really wanted this book to be funnier. Maybe I've read too much Chelsea Handler or Jen Lancaster. Maybe I really only like snarky non-fiction. That's not to say I didn't like the book. I found it interesting, except for all the statistics she included - like how much healthier we are if we have friends, or quotes from others about how to make friends. I want to say it was inspirational, that now I can go out and seek my own new BFFs but really it made me feel inspired, but I doubt my behavior will change.
Case in point, I was at Target on my lunch break today (yes, I do occassionally sneak out for lunch) and this woman who was wandering around the toddler clothes told me how much she hates boys clothes because girl clothes are so much cuter. And I typically agree, though there are some cute things out this season, thank you, Targhetto! But I just smiled politely and keep on searching for this robot tshirt that I need for the boys upcoming 3rd birthday party. I wasn't exactly rude, but I definitely wasn't exhibiting any "friend me" signals.
I mailed the book to my friend Steph. A true BFF in back in Wichita. I think she'll enjoy it the same way I did. It gave me a chance to tell her how grateful I am for her friendship, and that I was thinking of her. She and I have had what we call "bad breakups" with girlfriends in the past. And I know she wishes she had more close female friends. Don't we all?
One of the ways that the author of this book made friends during her "52 girl dates" in one year was through people who responded to her blog. I have a couple of people I've sincerely and what I think is deeply connected with on this blog ... you know who you are! ... maybe we're friends on FB or have exchanged emails and not just comments here or at their blog. All IF friends. All people who live too far away to be good friends today, but who I am happy to have in my blogosphere.
Next book: The Hunger Games. I know. Its a cliche. But I have to catch up. I have a feeling it won't take me long to finish the first book.
And then I can get back to adult literature.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
New Books
I splurged and bought 3 books on Amazon this past weekend and they arrived today and I am so totally stoked to get reading!
The Hunger Games because it is what everyone in my family was recommending two months ago, not just because the movie is coming out. My sister-in-law took it everywhere with her - basketball games, dinner with her kids, everywhere! So, its gotta be good, right?
I also got the new Jen Lancaster novel - yes! fiction! - so excited to read her fiction because all of her other books have all been autobiographical. So fun!
And....I already started reading this one within 1 minute of walking in the door tonight - MWF seeking BFF. About ... wait for it ... a married white female seeking a best friend as an adult. As someone who has the best BFFs every from childhood, who all live hours and hours and hours away from me, I am hoping this will make me feel better - other women seek this out, as well! And maybe I will find a path to find new besties in KC.
Yay for new books!!!!!
The Hunger Games because it is what everyone in my family was recommending two months ago, not just because the movie is coming out. My sister-in-law took it everywhere with her - basketball games, dinner with her kids, everywhere! So, its gotta be good, right?
I also got the new Jen Lancaster novel - yes! fiction! - so excited to read her fiction because all of her other books have all been autobiographical. So fun!
And....I already started reading this one within 1 minute of walking in the door tonight - MWF seeking BFF. About ... wait for it ... a married white female seeking a best friend as an adult. As someone who has the best BFFs every from childhood, who all live hours and hours and hours away from me, I am hoping this will make me feel better - other women seek this out, as well! And maybe I will find a path to find new besties in KC.
Yay for new books!!!!!
Monday, February 13, 2012
I Want to Celebrate My Birthday like YOU do
So...I had a very good couple of days last week.
On Monday, my boss and I drove to Wichita and I had my interview for the big KC job. I made a VP get out of my "lucky chair" where I had accepted my job in Dallas only two years before. After my interview, I enjoyed dinner and a movie with friends from Wichita who I never seem to get enough time with. My dear friend S. was there - she and I share the same birth-day. Same day. Different years. She's older, which I enjoy pointing out.
On Tuesday, I celebrated my birthday all.day.long. About 30 guys serenaded me, which was actually very good. I got the first beer of the day as a gift during a work meeting. Everyone else had to earn theirs! I continued the celebration at dinner and drinking until late in the night while cuddled up on a hotel sofa surrounded by new and old friends from work. It was a good day.
On Wednesday, we finished up our meetings. My competition had his interview. And about 10 minutes later, the owner of our company called me. I was somewhere in Oklahoma at the time, and couldn't hear anyone on the line. So, I hung up. And he called back...."A., this is Walter, please don't hang up!" And then.....he offered me the job! Which I of course accepted while slapping my boss in the arm. As girls will do. While he was driving about 80 mph. I was a little spastic. A little speechless.
I couldn't tell anyone until the official word had gone out to the team in KC so didn't get to share the news until Thursday night with my own family.
And now....I'm still a little in disbelief. Still excited and flattered by the job they're giving me. But also a little .... mid-winter lazy, I guess.
When we moved to Dallas, it was all rush-rush. I took the job, that night we called a realtor. The next day she came over. The next day she listed it. The next day we had a showing. The next day we had an offer. And less than 4 weeks later we were moved!
So far, I have called a brick guy to quote the sidewalk that needs repaired on our front walk and made a list of some other minor things - flowers to plant, places that needs some touch up paint where sippy cups have rebounded, etc. etc. etc. Nothing big.
{sigh}
It all just seems like SO much work.
Since this to me is a safe place, I can admit to you hear that I am a little concerned that we will look back at these days as the best in our life. That we will think we had it so good when we lived in Texas. That life was perfect. And that by taking this job I am somehow messing with perfection. I will desperately miss my boss. And his family {btw, saw the Jean Paul Gaultier show at the Dallas Museum of Art this weekend with boss's wife and daughter - and wow - how shee shee!}. And the people here. And our perfect house. And how easy it is for me to be incredibly successful.
And really, on a day to day basis, I'm not sure I could be happier than I am with my current boss. I mean it. I'm like...totally...co-dependent.
But I am desperate to be back near our family. We will be just 3 hours from his and hers (mine and his). Which means we won't waste all of our vacation days traveling to see family and maybe we can actually take real vacations. AND see our family more often. And the boys will know their cousins and their grandparents as more than just the people we visit once a year. Win-Win!
But today, looking down the barrel of selling our dream home, packing and moving and finding a new place to live and shop and for the boys to spend their happy little days sounds like entirely too much work. I just feel....lazy.
On Monday, my boss and I drove to Wichita and I had my interview for the big KC job. I made a VP get out of my "lucky chair" where I had accepted my job in Dallas only two years before. After my interview, I enjoyed dinner and a movie with friends from Wichita who I never seem to get enough time with. My dear friend S. was there - she and I share the same birth-day. Same day. Different years. She's older, which I enjoy pointing out.
On Tuesday, I celebrated my birthday all.day.long. About 30 guys serenaded me, which was actually very good. I got the first beer of the day as a gift during a work meeting. Everyone else had to earn theirs! I continued the celebration at dinner and drinking until late in the night while cuddled up on a hotel sofa surrounded by new and old friends from work. It was a good day.
On Wednesday, we finished up our meetings. My competition had his interview. And about 10 minutes later, the owner of our company called me. I was somewhere in Oklahoma at the time, and couldn't hear anyone on the line. So, I hung up. And he called back...."A., this is Walter, please don't hang up!" And then.....he offered me the job! Which I of course accepted while slapping my boss in the arm. As girls will do. While he was driving about 80 mph. I was a little spastic. A little speechless.
I couldn't tell anyone until the official word had gone out to the team in KC so didn't get to share the news until Thursday night with my own family.
And now....I'm still a little in disbelief. Still excited and flattered by the job they're giving me. But also a little .... mid-winter lazy, I guess.
When we moved to Dallas, it was all rush-rush. I took the job, that night we called a realtor. The next day she came over. The next day she listed it. The next day we had a showing. The next day we had an offer. And less than 4 weeks later we were moved!
So far, I have called a brick guy to quote the sidewalk that needs repaired on our front walk and made a list of some other minor things - flowers to plant, places that needs some touch up paint where sippy cups have rebounded, etc. etc. etc. Nothing big.
{sigh}
It all just seems like SO much work.
Since this to me is a safe place, I can admit to you hear that I am a little concerned that we will look back at these days as the best in our life. That we will think we had it so good when we lived in Texas. That life was perfect. And that by taking this job I am somehow messing with perfection. I will desperately miss my boss. And his family {btw, saw the Jean Paul Gaultier show at the Dallas Museum of Art this weekend with boss's wife and daughter - and wow - how shee shee!}. And the people here. And our perfect house. And how easy it is for me to be incredibly successful.
And really, on a day to day basis, I'm not sure I could be happier than I am with my current boss. I mean it. I'm like...totally...co-dependent.
But I am desperate to be back near our family. We will be just 3 hours from his and hers (mine and his). Which means we won't waste all of our vacation days traveling to see family and maybe we can actually take real vacations. AND see our family more often. And the boys will know their cousins and their grandparents as more than just the people we visit once a year. Win-Win!
But today, looking down the barrel of selling our dream home, packing and moving and finding a new place to live and shop and for the boys to spend their happy little days sounds like entirely too much work. I just feel....lazy.
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