1.27.2008
TRAMBLINGS...
Apologies for the radio silence. The family illness that I wrote about in the last post has progressed. A silver lining of the strike is the fact that I actually have the time to spend at home. I am in the Bay Area until the strike ends and then I'll probably spend weekends in northern California. I can't thank you enough for the kind emails and messages that you've sent my way. I appreciate it and so does my family. It's a strange time. Within a twenty four period I was in a bridal salon and an emergency room. Blew my mind. The wedding plans are proceeding at warp speed because of the circumstances but it will be relatively low key. The ceremony itself will be for immediate family. We'll have a reception (possibly a repeat of the vows) in July that will include the blow out party with all the dancing, food, etc. My plan is a southern-style BBQ but my sister insists that BBQ and a white dress are a big, big mistake. We'll see.
Anyway, the support that has come my way has been staggering. I've spent tons of time talking about my girlfriends and, as always, I don't know what I'd do without them. They make me feel lucky in this lifetime, as do the women of the Finish Party, sorority sisters, various co-workers from over the years and my sisters. I cannot fathom a life without female friendships. It wouldn't work for me. I'm always tempted to make the sign of the cross when I meet women who don't have girlfriends. Makes them suspect in my eyes. A little judgemental but that's my honest take on it. About ten years ago I worked for a woman who told me "women can't be trusted" to justify why she only hung out with men. I smiled, nodded and immediately translated her words to, "I can't be trusted. Ever." Turned out to be true. Big time. More on that later.
(Stephen King's DUMA KEY)
Still having trouble staying focused enough to read. I've stopped and started at least ten books. Nothing holds my interest. My mind is too wild. Magazines, short stories and movies are about all I can handle. Stephen King might do the trick with something fantastical. Glad to see he has something new in stores.
Lastly, I believe I found my wedding gown. I said I wanted "the dress" and I think I found it when I broke down into sobs once I put it on. Granted I am under a lot of pressure and extremely emotional but it was just so pretty. One of my girlfriends was with me and she cried too. The women in the salon dubbed the dress their "Sophia Loren". More red carpet than princess which is exactly what I wanted. You know, age-appropriate and all that. I did try on a princess gown for the sake of pleasing my sister and I looked ridiculous. Like a stompy little oompah loompah. We had a good laugh before I took it off. I have one more appointment next week. I'm going to try on a couple more dresses but, seriously, Sophia Loren will be a hard act to follow.
Until next time...
Apologies for the radio silence. The family illness that I wrote about in the last post has progressed. A silver lining of the strike is the fact that I actually have the time to spend at home. I am in the Bay Area until the strike ends and then I'll probably spend weekends in northern California. I can't thank you enough for the kind emails and messages that you've sent my way. I appreciate it and so does my family. It's a strange time. Within a twenty four period I was in a bridal salon and an emergency room. Blew my mind. The wedding plans are proceeding at warp speed because of the circumstances but it will be relatively low key. The ceremony itself will be for immediate family. We'll have a reception (possibly a repeat of the vows) in July that will include the blow out party with all the dancing, food, etc. My plan is a southern-style BBQ but my sister insists that BBQ and a white dress are a big, big mistake. We'll see.
Anyway, the support that has come my way has been staggering. I've spent tons of time talking about my girlfriends and, as always, I don't know what I'd do without them. They make me feel lucky in this lifetime, as do the women of the Finish Party, sorority sisters, various co-workers from over the years and my sisters. I cannot fathom a life without female friendships. It wouldn't work for me. I'm always tempted to make the sign of the cross when I meet women who don't have girlfriends. Makes them suspect in my eyes. A little judgemental but that's my honest take on it. About ten years ago I worked for a woman who told me "women can't be trusted" to justify why she only hung out with men. I smiled, nodded and immediately translated her words to, "I can't be trusted. Ever." Turned out to be true. Big time. More on that later.
(Stephen King's DUMA KEY)
Still having trouble staying focused enough to read. I've stopped and started at least ten books. Nothing holds my interest. My mind is too wild. Magazines, short stories and movies are about all I can handle. Stephen King might do the trick with something fantastical. Glad to see he has something new in stores.
Lastly, I believe I found my wedding gown. I said I wanted "the dress" and I think I found it when I broke down into sobs once I put it on. Granted I am under a lot of pressure and extremely emotional but it was just so pretty. One of my girlfriends was with me and she cried too. The women in the salon dubbed the dress their "Sophia Loren". More red carpet than princess which is exactly what I wanted. You know, age-appropriate and all that. I did try on a princess gown for the sake of pleasing my sister and I looked ridiculous. Like a stompy little oompah loompah. We had a good laugh before I took it off. I have one more appointment next week. I'm going to try on a couple more dresses but, seriously, Sophia Loren will be a hard act to follow.
Until next time...
Labels: Family, Friendships, Wedding
