Showing posts with label book. Show all posts
Showing posts with label book. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

book worming

I'm part of a pretty sensational book club comprised of 4 close friends and yours truly.

Right now we are finishing up the best book I've read in the last couple years: "East of Eden" by Steinbeck.
What genius. I've laughed, I've cried, and I've thought about lots of deep stuff. Sorta philosophical if you will.

Oh you will? Great.

As we are beginning the end (last 100 pages coming right up), The Club is discussing what to read next. Maybe something we can really sink our teeth into. Wow, hunger pang.

We're thinking historical fiction. What is your fave historical fiction? Do share. And, if you're very lucky, I might just suggest your book to The Ladies of the Club ("The Ladies of the Club" is the title of a book I couldn't get thru. Bleh book. Great title. Good advice= don't judge a book by it's cover. Yeah. I bet you've never heard that before, have you?).

Historical Fiction I've read and loved:

The Josephine Bonaparte Collection by Sandra Gulland

The Other Boleyn Girl by Philippa Gregory

Other Books That I Can't Think of Now by Early Onset Alzheimer's

Your faves please?

Friday, September 18, 2009

Hair Weekend

Here comes the weekend. Will I miss being at my workplace for 2 whole days you ask? No. I will not.

To kick the weekend off right, I start tonight with my kickin Book Club mtg on the Upper Westside to discuss Sophie's Choice, after which we will go out to a 50s & 60s dance party downtown. Yes, I am venturing both crosstown and downtown in the very same night, I'm glad you picked up on that. It is hard to fathom isn't it?

Tomorrow I will practice being a Lady-who-Lunches so that I will be ready and highly skilled if when the opportunity to fill that role presents itself. How will I practice? I'll be meeting a couple of other girls for... wait for it... lunch.

I may dub this Hair Weekend, fyi. By the end of Hair Weekend, my hair will be dyed (by Liza, hairdresser to the stars) and cut into some new and soon to be determined 'do. Liza and I are both trying a new stylist at Aveda for our haircuts. It is a small tiny bitty bit scary to me. I loved my last stylist so much and trusted her for miles... until this hair-dye debacle. And after she basically blamed the problems on me, and knowing that the customer is always right, and being said customer, I decided it was time to move on. On to the unknown.
Brace yourselves bloggers. By the time you see me on Monday (virtually) I will be both rested and hopefully looking completely and unquestionably glam. That said, there is this off chance that I may be crying uncontrollably with a frightening mushroom bowl cut, blue hair, and a nose ring come next week. As per usual, time will tell. I hope you can contain your excitement this wknd, and if you simply cannot, feel free to leave me a zillion comments and blog about me. I'll understand.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

back to the future

Here I am. Back in business.
NYC missed me more than usual and I am not at liberty to say why. Let's just say it is because I'm amazing and leave it at that.
I have so much to tell you and so much to catch-up on now that I'm back in the home country.
I'll start by bringing you up to speed on the southern phrases...
I mentioned to Helena that I hadn't seen her in a year, although she insisted she was in NYC visiting me in May. Yeah... that was May, 2008. When she figured that out she said:
"It seems like I was just up there. It's been one hot minute."

Translation:
"Uptown Girl, you are so smart. I guess time flies."

Hot is hot. Hot is the new black. I heard it used in these 5 ways: Hot mess. Hot minute. Hot stuff. Hot and humid. Hot 80s costume.
In a hot minute I'll tell you some other phrases.
Negative. Negative is a big one. Instead of answering a question using the standard "no", I heard a lot of "negative".
That is a lie. Instead of correcting a word or a phrase, or taking it back, etc, Helena would state "that is a lie". For example....
"I like having you around Uptown Girl. That is a lie. I love having you around. Even if it is for only a few days. Negative. That is a lie. You are only here for a hot minute."

Moral of the story: Helena lies a lot.
Mary, on the other hand, is as honest as white on rice. She says a lot of "I'm not gonna lie". For example:
"I'm not gonna lie, you look like a hot mess Uptown Girl." Thanks for being so forthcoming Mary. You have my trust.
Well, those are all the new phrases I can recall. Aren't they fetch? *wink* *wink* Obvi.

The main thing I need to catch-up on now that I'm homeski is... wait for it... blogging! My bloggizzle missed me and my ferociously fierce self. And I missed reading all y'all's blogs. I'm way behind in my reading. My blog reading and my Harry Potter reading. Yes, I am reading the first HP book as we speak blog. So far... eh. It's aight. It's ok. I do kinda want my own owl to deliver my mail, newspaper, and parcels. I mean, why should I not have that? I live in the land of the free and home of the privileged. I should have an owl. I would send a lot more parcels if I had an owl. Totes. But it's no Lord of the Rings... and def not as good as Twilight so far... oh Edward Cullen. Oh me, oh my.
btw- i don't know about you, but I'm so falling out of love with Robward. I mean... I need to re-read Twilight after I finish HP, and I will always be Team Edward (sorry all you Team Jacob-ites. No comparison there. I mean, does Jacob sparkle?? that's what I thought. yeah. NO). But that Robert Pattinson kid? I'm liking and swooning less and less. And less. He just doesn't embody Edward Cullen for me. Too much? Is this giving you a mini-heart attack? I apologize ahead of time to those of you who may be scandalized and offended. And I offer you this peace offering:
I believe that jewelry can heal all wounds. Who doesn't love a new pair of earrings??
As for my ideas for an alternate movie Edward...
Who likes Hayward? I think Hayden Christensen would be a good fit. He could at least audition for the role anyway.


And another Robward! Robert Buckley. I can actually picture him sparkling in the sun. And wearing those glasses so we can't see his vampire-ish eye color.

Mr. Buckley, you have my vote.

Who are you voting for? Current Robward, Hayward, or alternate Robward? I would totally go for someone completely better but had to choose guys who could pass for 17. Oh this is getting awkward. Like a turtle on its back.

So, what's everybody been up to in my absence? A lot of tears? A lot of boredom? A lot of curiosity about my va-cay-cay? That's only natural. I'm back now so rest easy you little hot mess, you.

Tell me everything. aaaannnnnndddddd GO.