Merry Christmas!

 A very Merry Christmas from your favorite bi-coastal best friends. :-) 

"All I Want For Christmas is a Tri Delta" Date Party, December 2006

I hope your holiday is wonderful and cozy and spent with people (and/or pets) you love. As this is my first Christmas in my parents' new home in Houston, I'm missing Mary in Duncan very much.  Luckily we'll be reunited soon as I'll be heading to OK for New Years and for a very fun wedding 1/1/11. Thank goodness.

Until then, a Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.  :-) 

A Public Service Announcement: Beware of Jesus Pimps

While you may not be familiar with the term Jesus pimp (coined by my 'little' Anne Birkett in 2005 when describing the king of Jesus pimps in action at the OU cafeteria), you are more than likely all-too-familiar with the kind of guys it describes.  


Ben Lee gives the basic definition of a Jesus pimp in his song Get Gotten... "Big, big dreams in a small, small world, and I'm using God to pick up girls..."  


And that is what they do, whether on purpose or not, Jesus pimps use the inherent 'good guy' status associated with their church involvement, community service, extracurricular activities, etc, to lure in unsuspecting girls.  Sometimes they find their perfect match in a lovely little Jesus pimptress (yes, girls can qualify for this as well), but often their actions just lead to annoying confusion and frustration.  After witnessing and experiencing the obnoxious behaviors of Jesus pimps far too many times throughout the years, I decided that the world needed a PSA warning against their kind.  (Please note that I am by NO MEANS issuing a PSA about Christian guys in general.  As a Christian myself, a guy's faith is of major importance to me when deciding whether or not to date him.  Jesus pimps are not your average nice Christian guy, although sometimes they can be cleverly disguised as one, hence the need for this post.)


In order to best detail the variety of J.P. tendencies, I've broken them down into five categories: the multi-tasker, the evangelist,  the over-eager, the non-committer, and the wolf in sheep's clothing.  


1.) The Multi-Tasker

 A distinct breed of a "player", this type of Jesus pimp leads numerous hopeful girls on simultaneously. What distinguishes him from regular players is the fact that while he's irresponsibly wooing multiple girls, he does not actually hook up with them, like a normal player would. Instead, the multi-tasking J.P. simply takes a multitude of girls on seemingly innocent dates in the guise of 'just hanging out', ergo, not getting serious with any of them. He is overly (read: annoyingly) friendly and outgoing and thinks that every female between the ages of 18 and 29 is automatically great friends with him after one brief introduction.  He tends to be very affectionate, embracing even minor female acquaintances in huge bear hugs upon seeing them. He's fun-loving and spontaneous but also slightly indie and pensive, so get ready for invitations for free-spirited activities like playing frisbee outside barefoot and cool slightly alternative activities like getting coffee and studying together in the library.  With this seemingly 'great catch' giving flirty affection to all the girls he is 'really close friends' with on a regular basis, it's no wonder that many girls fall into the trap of thinking he's totally into them and about to make them his perfect little Jesus pimptress girlfriend.  I'm sorry to break it to you, darlings, but he's not.  He's probably taking another little fresh-faced female to your favorite coffee shop right now. 


2.) The Evangelist

 This type of Jesus pimp is heavier on the Jesus, lighter on the pimp. The term 'missionary dating' comes to mind here. This type of J.P. likes to bring females of lesser spiritual vigor than himself on 'dates' such as attending a worship night or Bible study together.  He often wears some type of Christian influenced jewelry and is likely a member of Christian fraternity like BYX (Brothers Under Christ).  His hobbies often include playing the guitar or djembe in a worship band and going on mission trips to Africa.  


3.) The Over-Eager

 This J.P. is ready to be a hubby and if you do something as innocent as introduce yourself to him at a crowded bar, this makes you a worthy candidate to be his wifey. Seriously, this guy goes from 0-60 in less than 10 seconds. Heaven forbid you actually agree to go on a first date with him...date #2 might be looking at engagement rings.  Okay, this is a bit of hyperbole, yes, but this type of J.P. really does want to dive into an intense serious relationship ridiculously quickly, often based simply on the fact that you too like Jesus and you have given him the slightest bit of attention.  He does not understand subtlety, so unfortunately, when you catch onto his craziness and screen all of his calls, he won't get it.  You're going to have to just be up front and tell him it's a no go and to look elsewhere for his love connection (and even then, he will probably sporadically try to flirt with you via facebook chat for many months/years to come), unless of course you too are one of the "ring before spring" types, in which case, every happiness to you both... 


4.) The Non-Committer

 This type of J.P. is particularly confusing. He will take a girl on many legit, non-deniable dates and play the complete role of a boyfriend (planning the dates, picking her up, opening the car door, paying for everything, etc.) only to claim that he and the girl are 'just friends' months later when the girl finally caves and brings up a DTR (define the relationship) conversation of sorts. These are more than the 'hang out' dates common to the multi-tasker; these are nice dinners/drinks/movies/concerts/etc. Straight up dates.  During these wonderful dates, there will likely be a confusing lack of affection.  When the ridiculous mixed signals get the best of her and the girl brings up a DTR (because he certainly won't bring it up himself) he will likely say some sort of (lame) excuse like that he really loves spending time with her but that he just can't be in a relationship during this season of life or that he doesn't think God wants him to date right now or something like that. 


5.) The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

 This J.P. comes off as an innocently sweet guy, chivalrous, respectful and thoughtful to the max, but in reality he just wants to take off your pretty little church dress. He will likely play up the good guy card big time, sharing many qualities with the evangelist and multi-tasker.  Don't let the fact that you met him at church, he volunteers with Big Brothers/Big Sisters and he brings you on such innocent creative dates like flying kites and feeding the ducks at the duck pond fool you.  He can throw those positive moral values down the drain and turn into the likes of a horny frat guy faster than you can say "P-I-M-P."  


So there you have the five main categories of Jesus pimps. Several of these behaviors overlap between categories (especially The Evangelist's characteristics), and the tendencies/behaviors of this special breed of boys are by no means limited to those described here. 


I hope this PSA is an enlightening resource to help girls avoid the confusion and frustration of encounters with Jesus pimps and to help boys not be Jesus pimps themselves.  Spread the word: friends don't let friends date/be Jesus pimps. 


your PSA announcer, 
Annie

A Response to Besties: Abridged

A hilarious remark from my dear (snarky) friend, Garrett, drew my attention to how particularly awkward the photo from our 8th/9th grade visit to Disney World was in Mary's wonderful previous post. (He said, "That photo is the funniest thing I've ever seen.  I'm glad you got your eyebrows under control.")  That made me a.) laugh a lot and b.) look at that photo again... and he's right.  YOWZA.  That was not my finest moment. Ha!  I thought it would be nice to do a little compare and contrast to see what a significant difference a little over a decade can make... 

1998

 

2010 

Let us all thank the good Lord in heaven that we outgrew our painfully awkward stages...and that I did indeed learn to control my eyebrows.  ;-)  

Awkwardly yours, 

at

A Misconception

Below is a legit facebook chat conversation I randomly had today with an old buddy from Oklahoma...

Him: are you famous?
Me: hahah... no

why?

Him: i don't know. you seem like it.

Me: hahaha.

um... thanks?

not famous.

haha

Him: just wondering...

And that was that.  Ha!  I just found this to be particularly funny and feel that several people from back home may have similar misconceptions.  


Nope.
Not famous.  
Not going to be.  
Just here to do entertainment marketing.... and maybe go to the beach and some fun parties too. :-) 


Currently listening to: Landon Pigg
Why: because I fell in love with his song "Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop" the moment I heard it featured on an AT&T commercial several months ago and immediately purchased his EP.  (You may also recognize him as Ellen Page's love interest in WHIP IT).  I especially love the sweet uncertainty of the first two lines of said song: "I think that possibly maybe I'm falling for you; Yes, there's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you..."  This romantically sweet song is a staple on my 'sleepy time' playlist... which is what I need to do now...(yawn).  


Goodnight my darlings.


Your NON-famous friend, 
at

Rockin' Around the Office Christmas Tree

In my 2 years in the work force, I have learned many things, one of them being that office Christmas parties are funny things.  Everyone's already feeling extra festive and at my former place of employment, an open bar was involved... this is a beautiful recipe for witnessing unsuspecting co-workers awkwardly dancing and/or getting the rest of the afternoon off. :-)  

This is my first Christmas season at Warner Bros, and our department holiday party is this Wednesday.  I am the 'elf' on the party committee in charge of music.  The party is scheduled to last from 1:00-6:00 PM.  I kid you not.  That's a lot of "Jingle Bells".  What's your favorite Christmas song and/or album?? (No really, please tell me...) I've got some major playlist making on my to do list.  

You never REALLY know what to expect at an office Christmas party, but word on the street is that in addition to a food and 'adult beverages', there will be a tacky Christmas sweater contest, holiday movies, karaoke, and a possible visit from Santa at this WB shindig.  Tempting as it may be, I think I'm going to refrain from busting out rousing rendition of Mariah Carey's "All I Want for Christmas is You" this year.  (My mother who once when I was in college solemnly told me, "Annie, I don't care how much you drink... you do NOT karaoke..." would approve of this decision I think). ;-)  Basically, as I thoroughly enjoy celebrating this festive holiday with my new co-workers, I will keep this someecard in the back of my mind, and act accordingly... 

In other news, I got new glasses! Check these babies out...  :-) I'm a fan.  

Currently listening: Eric Hutchinson

Why: You might THINK that given my task of supplying 5 hours of Christmas music, I'd be listening to Hanson "Snowed In" right now, but I'm going to save that for tomorrow. ;-) I discovered Eric Hutchinson when he opened for an (amazing) Andrew McMahon show a year or so ago and was instantly a fan.  I've literally been meaning to get his album ever since that fateful opening act, but never got around to it.  Christmas came a bit early this week, however, and the sweet girl who sits right behind me got a large package of cds from a friend at a record label.  She said I could take whatever I wanted (oh how I love swag!), and I was so excited to see Eric Hutchinson's album up for grabs! Cha chiiiing!  He's just as great as I remember.  Listen to "Ok, It's Alright With Me" and "Rock & Roll".  

Festively yours, 

at

My First LA Thanksgiving

My past two Thanksgivings were spent visiting Mary and enjoying the sights, sounds and attractions of exciting New York. Our lovely tradition-in-the-making included going to the Macy's Day Parade, a full day of amazing Thanksgiving food with friends followed by holiday movies, and at least a Broadway show or two.

At the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, 2009.

Our beautiful Thanksgiving dinner table at Mary's old apartment in the Upper West Side, 2009. 

We put our beloved tradition on hold this year since her family decided to spend the holiday with her in NYC and I didn't want to intrude. (A sad decision to make, but thus allowing me to visit her in the spring... I've never seen New York in the spring, but I've heard lovely things. I'm already looking forward to it).


Since New York was a no go and I'll be traveling to visit my family in a mere matter of weeks for Christmas, that left one logical plan for my holiday: spending my first Thanksgiving in LA. 


I was beyond excited for this little break from work. We got a half day off the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and then the rest of the week off as well.  I practically skipped out of Warner Bros like a giddy school girl getting out for summer break.  (Subsequently, the glorious time off went by entirely too quickly and I am absolutely not ready to dive back into normal routine tomorrow morning. I think I shall begin a countdown to my Christmas vacation...20 days! Yesss).  


I somehow went from being slightly concerned that I might not have a legit place to eat Thanksgiving din to having two dinners to attend on Thursday (for the first time in my life). The first was at Will's apartment...which just so happens to be my old apartment. (A brief synopsis of Will: He is the new tenant at my old apartment and I met him when I went there to get my mail. He is great. I'm rather fond of him... ;-) 

Will carving the delicious turkey. 

So much amazing food.

My second dinner was at Matt and Ellen's. Ten other dear friends from my church came here to dine, give thanks and play games.  Ellen had the place decorated like something out of a magazine, and the food was, again, amazing. Two Thanksgivings dinners is intense, let me tell you.  I tried to pace myself, but didn't do very well I think.  I honestly don't know if I've ever been so full. 

Table #1.

Table #2. 

After I recovered from my extreme gluttony on Thanksgiving, I thoroughly enjoyed the rest of my holiday weekend in LA. I hiked in Griffith Park, went to a couple wonderful yoga classes, watched OU beat OSU, went to a 'Home Alone' movie night, and went to an incredible 80's themed bowling birthday party for my dear friend Marissa.  That party was reminiscent of a college date party: everyone was dressed up, most people were not sober, and we turned the Jewel City Bowling Alley in Glendale into a straight up dance party. So. Much. Fun. So fun in fact, that I think I must include a couple photos...

My friend Kelley came with me. We love the 80s. 

With the fantastic birthday girl.  Thank you for being born and having an awesome party, Marissa.

Overall, my first Thanksgiving in LA was great!  While I missed Mary horribly and we have already determined we want to reinstate our Thanksgiving tradition in 2011, I am very thankful to have friends here who have really become my LA family.  They are wonderful.  (and so are nice little 'stay-cations', if you will. After this fun and relaxing break, I am totally a fan). :-)

Currently listening to: Norah Jones

Why: Because I'm trying to relax and mentally prepare for the work week tomorrow and her soulful sounds are about as soothing as they come. And also because "Come Away With Me" is truly one of the most beautiful and romantic songs ever and I will never ever tire of it. Ever.

Thankfully, 

at

We Are Family

I love my family a lot, perhaps more than the average person.  Given Thanksgiving's proximity to Christmas, and the high price of holiday air fare, I will not be eating turkey and giving thanks with my beloved family this week.  Fortunately, however, I recently got to spend time with some of my favorite family members. 
I knew I would regret it if I didn't fly home and go to one last OU football game with Daniel while he was a student (geez, it's weird that he's a SENIOR... ), so that is just what I did. Our amazingly brilliant and hilarious cousin Jake drove from Louisiana to join in this mini Terracina reunion.  We had a fantastic time.  Being on the beautiful OU campus and just being in clean, simple, friendly Norman truly made me nostalgic... but enough sentimental talk.  Here are some photos of the wonderful weekend.  

"...Campus beautiful by day and night..."

Boomer Sooner!

I love this kid. Big time. 

A few days after my whirlwind Oklahoma weekend, my dear mother came to visit me in LA!  I love having her in town.  She got to see my new apartment and workplace, meet my new boss, and meet some of my new friends.  We were in the audience of Ellen (I have a connection there and it's a fun thing to do with out of town guests, okay?), and narrowly missed winning an X-box Kinect (boooo). She guided me in the purchase of my new car (whooo!), and being the saint that she is, volunteered to drive my old car back to Texas.  We hosted a "Meryl marathon" of movies starring the world's favorite actress, Meryl Streep, with some of my close girlfriends. It was a great visit.  :-)

At Gladstone's in Malibu. The golden seahorse is my take-out container. Ha. 

Even though I won't be with my incredible family on Thanksgiving, I am beyond thankful for them and for the wonderful visits we recently got to enjoy.  Christmas will be here before we know it...  :-)

Currently listening to: Something Corporate (specifically Konstantine).

Why: On November 18 I had the EXTREME pleasure of attending the First Annual Dear Jack Benefit Concert at the El Rey which gave proceeds to the Pediatric Cancer Research Foundation. Andrew McMahon founded  The Dear Jack Foundation after surviving leukemia.  As if the worthy charitable cause weren't reason enough to get excited about this concert, it featured both of Andrew's bands for the first time ever in one show... yes that's right... there was a complete Jack's Mannequin set and a complete Something Corporate set. OH.MY.GOODNESS. Can you see musical HEAVEN?! Seriously. The only thing that would have made it better is if Mary would have been here to enjoy this musical bliss with me. (and if he would have played 'Annie Use Your Telescope').  I've seen Andrew perform more times than I can count, and every single time, it's like I fall in love all over again. Sigh. :-)

xoxo, 

at

An Unexpected Knock: Guest Blog by Kayla

What would you do if you were visiting a friend in a strange new city, and as you were waiting on said friend to get home from work, there was an unexpected knock from a seemingly crazy person at the door?  Well, that exact scenario happened when my darling Kayla visited me a few weeks ago. The events that followed for Kayla were terrifying at the time, hilarious in retrospect.  So funny, in fact, that I felt her tale must be recounted here. So here you have it: An Unexpected Knock. 

During my first day in LA, I decided to entertain myself at Annie’s awesome celebrity gym while she was at work. Six hours later, after enduring three intense workout classes, running several miles, riding three subways and two buses, I found my way back to Annie’s apartment. I grabbed some food and collapsed on the couch with insufficient energy to do anything more than chat with Annie on Gmail and search for funny kitten videos to cheer her up after a stressful day at work.

After a few minutes there was a knock at the door. I closed my computer and jumped up, quickly trying to make myself presentable enough to answer the door. By the time I got to the door I realized I wasn’t sure if I wanted to answer it or not. Then there was another knock. I realized that my scurrying about had made too much noise to pretend like I wasn’t home so I said hello and looked through the peephole. I saw an older man with dark circles under his eyes, standing next to a shopping cart full of some strange looking stuff and a hammer. Creepy. Yet the visual was nothing compared to what I heard next. He said in a thick accent, “Hello. It’s the Candyman. I have a question for you”. Cue total and complete freak out.

It was like every horror movie I had ever seen was becoming a reality. I knew better than to ask what his question was...that always leads to sure and sudden death. So logically I ran back to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. And then I thought I should call someone but realized that my cell phone had died during my day at the gym and I hadn’t plugged it in to recharge yet. So I was stranded on the second floor with the CANDYMAN waiting for me at the door.

Then I remembered my computer. I quickly opened it and typed to Annie “CALL THE POLICE!!! There is a crazy man at the door who says he is the Candyman!!!” I can imagine how strange it would have been for Annie to receive that message so naturally she thought I was joking. I went on to explain that if I was ever serious about anything in my life it is this. I told her that I was holding a knife and crying (which I was). So then she got serious and tried to think of any possible explanation of who could be at the door. Other than a psychotic serial killer. She thought perhaps it could be the landlord coming to fix something she requested. Good thought. So she told me his name so I ran back to the door to ask my potential killer what his name was. I didn’t really understand the name he said but it most certainly wasn’t her landlord’s name. So any bit of calm I had managed to muster disappeared in that moment. But as I ran back to the computer it dawned on me…maybe he said Handyman! With his accent it was possible and I was still holding onto hope that there could be a logical explanation. I wasn’t ready to jump off of the balcony just yet. So I asked Annie what he might have come to do and then bravely approached the door again (knife in hand). His story matched hers. I felt 85% better but still could not stop shaking from the intense adrenaline rush.

So I told Annie that I was going to open the door and that she should call the police if I wasn’t back in one minute. Luckily I was and the HANDYMAN who pronounces a very hard H, did his job and left. Although I’m sure he was rather confused when I took ten minutes to open the door and wouldn’t go anywhere near him while he worked. But he should learn to call first. And to pronounce a soft H.

Five Little Happies

Here are five little "happies" that are making me smile these days...
1.) My new position at Warner Bros.  
Due to some unexpected restructuring in my department, I suddenly found myself in an entirely new and exciting role two weeks ago.  I am now the assistant to the Vice President of Direct-to-Consumer Strategic Business Operations and the Vice President of Marketing (whooo!)!  While my previous boss was great, the new bosses are both nice and delightful to work with as well, and in my new position I will have more opportunity to dive into marketing projects and learn a ton. Holla! :-)

2.) Photobooths.
I have a deep affinity for photobooths, but sadly do not get to experience them nearly enough.  Kayla and I were thrilled to find a particularly fun photobooth at The Ellen Show.  A copy of this lovely photo strip is now proudly displayed at both my new desk at work and on my refrigerator.  :-)

3.) Being on the "Top Ten Young Alums To Watch" list. 
I got a fun surprise this week when my brother texted me and said "Your name is on some top ten list hanging all around Gaylord..." (which is school of journalism at OU). Turns out that list was the "Top Ten Young Alums To Watch" list which you can check out here. Thanks Gaylord College of Journalism and Mass Communication. :-)


4.) Darker hair.
It's no secret that Mary and I adore the band Something Corporate.  A line from one of their most famous songs (Punk Rock Princess) says, "Maybe when your hair gets darker, maybe when your eyes get wide..." As someone who has dark hair, I have always been particularly fond of these lyrics.  I had been enjoying some great blonde-y highlights for the past several months, but as November rolled in, I decided it was time for my darker winter look. I'd like to think that Andrew McMahon would approve. :-)


And last but CERTAINLY not least....


5.) My new car. 
After my driving my good ol' 1998 Honda Civic since age 16, I decided many months ago that I was ready to bid the old silver beaut farewell.  In fact, I even boldly listed buying a new car as one of my goals for while I'm 25.  I took the plunge last weekend, and now I am the beyond proud owner of this gorgeous 2008 Honda Civic! Hooray!  :-) 

Currently listening to: One Eskimo
Why: This talented quartet from the UK performed on Ellen the day that Kayla and I were in the audience, and what a glorious surprise they were.  Very fortunately for us, we all got a copy of their debut album.  They are Coldplay-esque (in that its soothing, easy-listening, good music that has the added bonus of acting as a headache remedy), but their mix of horns, experimental drumming, and the lead singer's unique voice really set them apart.  Listen to (the very aptly titled) "Amazing." 


Happily yours, 


at

The First Annual Reunion of "The Greatest Quartet in the World"

Oh how lovely and true that quote is.  Three of my best friends from college and I (or "The Greatest Quartet in the World" as my sweet brother deemed us) recently reunited in LA.  We hadn’t all been together since May 2008 (with the exception of one large group dinner in December 2008 which hardly counted, it was so quick).  We’ve all grown and changed dramatically in the past two years: Kayla just got her Masters in Spain and is now preparing to move to South America for a bit; Anne is one of the best neo-natal intensive care nurses in Washington DC; Vanessa is a married home-owner quickly advancing in her career at Conoco Phillips; I am trying to navigate the exciting craziness that is the entertainment industry in LA.  Still, as we sat in our PJs in my living room and caught up over Oreos and wine, it was like we were all still living in the Tri Delt house and nothing had changed at all. J Here are some highlights from their visit:

Kayla got to LA a few days earlier than the other girls, so I got us tickets to a taping of The Ellen Show.  We were on the front row on the aisle, so we definitely got lots of camera time enthusiastically clapping and laughing and dancing (oh my!), as seen below.

Kayla and I went to the Griffith Observatory at night to enjoy the expansive views of the pretty city lights…sort of like looking at the stars like I used to do in Oklahoma, only totally different.

We returned to Griffith Park that weekend with the other two girls in our quartet, only this time in daylight.  Oh heyyy Hollywood sign!

I obviously had to take Kayla to my favorite comedy show that I rave about all the time.  As we were waiting in line outside the theater, I spotted Andrew Garfield  After being in LA for more than two years now, I generally never get star-struck, but I was definitely excited about this one. “There’s Andrew Garfield…!!” I whispered to Kayla through clenched teeth. “Who??” she asked. “Eduardo from ‘The Social Network….!!” She still looked confused.  “Eduardo from ‘The Social Network!’ I urgently whispered again. About this time, the short little hottie girl with him saw me looking at him and protectively pushed him along. Ha. He was gorgeous.  My favorite celeb sighting in quite some time. J

Saturday morning, we made a delectable brunch together: homemade waffles, turkey bacon, scrambled eggs, and mimosas. Yummm. It was cozy and fun to cook together and enjoy brunch in our pajamas. 

Even though our team very sadly lost horribly on this particular Saturday, it was nice to watch the game with my darlings from OU. It was also nice that we could commiserate the depressing loss with each other afterwards... blurrrgh. :-/ 

We saw an exceptionally excellent sunset at the beach on Saturday evening. Man, I love those things. :-) 

We had a glorious Sunday brunch at Luna Park; I think this may be my favorite event of our weekend.  Bottomless sangria/mimosas+amazing food/atmosphere+catching up for hours with my best friends=heavenly. (The only thing that would have made it even BETTER is if I hadn't had to be the D.D.  Those mimosas and sangria are gooooood!)

We literally decided Sunday morning to attempt to get last minute tickets to Phantom of the Opera at the Pantages for Sunday evening... and it worked!  Not only did we get day-of tickets to this amazing show, they just so happened to be on the 5th row, center!  Count our lucky stars... :-)  

I must say, I think our first annual reunion weekend was a great success! The perfect mix of fun outings and really just enjoying being together. I'm already looking forward to our next reunion (tentatively scheduled for Washington DC, 2011).  Can't wait. :-) 

Currently listening to: Taylor Swift

Why: I never thought I’d be a girl to buy the new Taylor Swift album the day it came out, but when some stressful news at work led me to some retail therapy on October 25^th, I did just that.  I reluctantly got into T Swift last year when my former roommate more or less insisted that I burn her cd from her.  Try as I did to resist, I quickly became a legit fan.  This girl is good!  No matter what stage of a relationship (or non-relationship) you are currently experiencing, there is probably a T Swift song that relates perfectly and can be used for great therapy and/or celebratory sing-alongs.  ;-)  I wish I could enjoy the catharsis of being able to come home from an exhilarating and/or disappointing date and just write an awesome song about it like she apparently can.  Also, despite her huge fame, she really just seems like a normal FUN person.  I totally have a friend crush on her.  My current favorites on her new album: “Enchanted,” “Sparks Fly,” and the title track "Speak Now.” I just read an article today that my girl is joining the extremely exclusive club of artists who have sold a MILLION albums in one week.  Don't pretend you're too cool... just go ahead and buy it too. You'll be singing along and wanting to be T Swift's friend like me before you know it. :-) 

Until our next reunion, 

at

“The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.” –Elisabeth Foley.