2.13.2008
TRAMBLINGS
(Photo courtesy of VARIETY)
The Crown Prince and I went to the WGA Theater off Wilshire yesterday to cast our votes. It was like a reunion. Well, a reunion of a high school with lots of famous people judging by the news cameras. The block was lined with media and I got to see quite a few people I've either met on the picket line, through meetings last year or just around the way. ET shoved a mic in my face and asked me to talk about the strike. I politely declined. There were way more people way more qualified to speak on the ins and outs of the strike. Beyond my happiness with the results of the vote, I don't know WHAT WILL HAPPEN.
C.P. asked me to come to town to celebrate my bday so I took a break from the hospital to do just that. Nice to see both him and Kobe. The medical situation continues to be scary but we're all holding up best we can. Last week, because of a transfer, I had to spend an incredible amount of time in San Francisco. I'm from the San Francisco Bay Area but I rarely go into THE CITY, as us Bay Area folks call it. When going out to nightclubs was a part of my weekly life (way back in the day) I knew certain parts of the city very, very well but to quote RAKIM, "It's been a long time." In my Single Girl in The City days, I lived on the GREAT HIGHWAY which was fun but cold as all hell. My sister, who was driving, NEVER ventures into San Francisco so I had to rely on my decade-old knowledge of now-defunct SF nightclubs to navigate the one-way streets and hilly terrain. I didn't let my sister know this until we got where we were going (surprisingly with no problem) but it was a strange way to give directions. "Turn at the corner where BIg Heart City used to be, and then drive to the neighborhood where me, Susan and D used to dance at The Firehouse. Make a left off of Van Ness and go by the building where Five Foot Tongue (not as nasty as it sounds) used to hold parties AND where I saw the Crown Prince for the first time." Once we made it back to the delta I told my sister what I used for navigational tools and after a good laugh she shook her fist at me.
Moving on with the wedding plans and despite the fact that I'm planning a low key event it's stressful. Because we're only inviting immediate family to the ceremony (10 people tops) folks have gotten their feelings hurt. This is something that annoys C.P. beyond reason. Want to make him furious then bitch at him about not being invited. My "peoples" seem to understand, his less so. Weird to me because they're all guys. We're having a big reception in the summer (possibly repeating the vows for the guests) but his peoples still fuss about missing the NAPA event. You guys know from reading this blog just how devoted I am to my childhood girlfriends but none of them will be in attendance. Not a single one has given me grief. See why I love them? Anyway, I told you about "The Dress" in a previous post but it's too formal for the summer party. So, (ya'll should know where this is going) I started searching EBay for a more casual dress. Bingo! Found a really pretty gown for $50. Yep, that's right. $50. I'm thrilled. My goal is to pull off something really nice and sweet without breaking the bank. AND if I win the Lotto I'll invite everyone who wants to attend.
UPDATE: Got an email this morning alerting me that I needed to clean out my offices at WOMEN'S MURDER CLUB. They are striking the sets. Not terribly surprised after yesterday's news but I have never in my life had a job that I actually LOVED. Not like. Loved. There was not a single thing about the process or the people that didn't thrill me. I don't even know if it's possible to find three better bosses than I had. Funny. Sharp. Talented. Generous. The time they took with a newbie such as myself was invaluable. Liz and Sarah sat up with me until four o'clock in the morning, two nights in a row, to get my episode in shape. They never expressed an ounce of impatience and they answered any and all questions that I had. After the first night with them I went home to the Crown Prince and told him that I felt like I was in the middle of dream. I even expressed that here on this blog. This is definitely an interesting business but I am all the way in. Last week when we thought the strike might end, C.P. and I discussed what that meant. He said, "If you go back to work you'll have more money to send home to your family. If you don't you'll have time to spend with your family. Baby, that's six in one hand, half a dozen in the other." Love that. A very healthy way to look at life and this turn of events. I'm also more than convinced that a blockbuster, Emmy winning show is in the near future of Craft & Fain. I am sooooo looking forward to the day Craft walks on stage, in kick-ass blood red stilettos, to get her award.
Until next time...
(Photo courtesy of VARIETY)
The Crown Prince and I went to the WGA Theater off Wilshire yesterday to cast our votes. It was like a reunion. Well, a reunion of a high school with lots of famous people judging by the news cameras. The block was lined with media and I got to see quite a few people I've either met on the picket line, through meetings last year or just around the way. ET shoved a mic in my face and asked me to talk about the strike. I politely declined. There were way more people way more qualified to speak on the ins and outs of the strike. Beyond my happiness with the results of the vote, I don't know WHAT WILL HAPPEN.
C.P. asked me to come to town to celebrate my bday so I took a break from the hospital to do just that. Nice to see both him and Kobe. The medical situation continues to be scary but we're all holding up best we can. Last week, because of a transfer, I had to spend an incredible amount of time in San Francisco. I'm from the San Francisco Bay Area but I rarely go into THE CITY, as us Bay Area folks call it. When going out to nightclubs was a part of my weekly life (way back in the day) I knew certain parts of the city very, very well but to quote RAKIM, "It's been a long time." In my Single Girl in The City days, I lived on the GREAT HIGHWAY which was fun but cold as all hell. My sister, who was driving, NEVER ventures into San Francisco so I had to rely on my decade-old knowledge of now-defunct SF nightclubs to navigate the one-way streets and hilly terrain. I didn't let my sister know this until we got where we were going (surprisingly with no problem) but it was a strange way to give directions. "Turn at the corner where BIg Heart City used to be, and then drive to the neighborhood where me, Susan and D used to dance at The Firehouse. Make a left off of Van Ness and go by the building where Five Foot Tongue (not as nasty as it sounds) used to hold parties AND where I saw the Crown Prince for the first time." Once we made it back to the delta I told my sister what I used for navigational tools and after a good laugh she shook her fist at me.
Moving on with the wedding plans and despite the fact that I'm planning a low key event it's stressful. Because we're only inviting immediate family to the ceremony (10 people tops) folks have gotten their feelings hurt. This is something that annoys C.P. beyond reason. Want to make him furious then bitch at him about not being invited. My "peoples" seem to understand, his less so. Weird to me because they're all guys. We're having a big reception in the summer (possibly repeating the vows for the guests) but his peoples still fuss about missing the NAPA event. You guys know from reading this blog just how devoted I am to my childhood girlfriends but none of them will be in attendance. Not a single one has given me grief. See why I love them? Anyway, I told you about "The Dress" in a previous post but it's too formal for the summer party. So, (ya'll should know where this is going) I started searching EBay for a more casual dress. Bingo! Found a really pretty gown for $50. Yep, that's right. $50. I'm thrilled. My goal is to pull off something really nice and sweet without breaking the bank. AND if I win the Lotto I'll invite everyone who wants to attend.
UPDATE: Got an email this morning alerting me that I needed to clean out my offices at WOMEN'S MURDER CLUB. They are striking the sets. Not terribly surprised after yesterday's news but I have never in my life had a job that I actually LOVED. Not like. Loved. There was not a single thing about the process or the people that didn't thrill me. I don't even know if it's possible to find three better bosses than I had. Funny. Sharp. Talented. Generous. The time they took with a newbie such as myself was invaluable. Liz and Sarah sat up with me until four o'clock in the morning, two nights in a row, to get my episode in shape. They never expressed an ounce of impatience and they answered any and all questions that I had. After the first night with them I went home to the Crown Prince and told him that I felt like I was in the middle of dream. I even expressed that here on this blog. This is definitely an interesting business but I am all the way in. Last week when we thought the strike might end, C.P. and I discussed what that meant. He said, "If you go back to work you'll have more money to send home to your family. If you don't you'll have time to spend with your family. Baby, that's six in one hand, half a dozen in the other." Love that. A very healthy way to look at life and this turn of events. I'm also more than convinced that a blockbuster, Emmy winning show is in the near future of Craft & Fain. I am sooooo looking forward to the day Craft walks on stage, in kick-ass blood red stilettos, to get her award.
Until next time...
Labels: San Francisco, The Strike, Wedding
