Let the Double Life Roll...

Time to go back to my Schizophrenic ways.

Next week I leave my flip flops behind in exchange for my stillettos and platforms. My fave North Face jacket and beloved NorCal hoodie get a vacation at last. Meanwhile, my pinstripes and dress shirts will be awaken from a two month slumber. I'll have to call Animal Services to retrieve the dust bunnies camping out on my alternate wardrobe.

That's right, my friends. It's back to HQ.

To tell the truth, I am rather looking forward to seeing the earnest faces of my witty and wicked smart coworkers. And, our office is nothing if not passionate (about anything and everything) - which makes it eternally interesting.

Lotso Sleep in Seattle

Went to Seattle last weekend for a sorority sister’s wedding. We left the kids at home with Grandma & Grandpa (bless their energetic hearts). I haven’t slept so much, and so soundly in months. Four day weekend for us, two of those days I slept until at least nine. Of course, I came back to 1,000+ emails to weed through (only about.05% being spam, mind you). Those evenings preparing and catching up were well worth the “freedom.”

We did do more than sleep… Hanging out with my girlfriends in Seattle was a definite treat. The rundown on my pals? Two stay-at-home moms, one with another tot on the way. One now married product manager at MSFT. One contract PR peep at Y! with a bun in the oven. One very successful sales maven with RR Donnelly. One nurse admin. One practicing nurse with chicken tenderloins that make every man swoon (long story). One interior designer. Finally, one marketing peep at Specialized that is living in sin. What a lot.

Dedicated to Joe in Berlin

Here comes Spidey!

The new trailer for Spiderman 3 is out. There are a few "franchise" films this mom/ex-movie afficianado follows. The Spiderman series is one of them (and Harry, of course). Looks to be pretty heavy. And, lucky for me, I <3 Topher Grace, who also stars in S3 (along with Thomas Haden Church). I will have my butt in a seat for this one in Spring 2007.

Holyboomland

Saw Hollywoodland tonight. Anyone else see this movie? AND anyone else notice the boom mic hanging down into nearly every scene?! Someone fell asleep at the monitor. My friend says it must have been some big wig's son operating the boom. I think the Idaho theater must have only sprung enough for the bootleg version of the movie. Discuss your own theories here.

Blind as a Chiroptera

My double life has left me with double vision. For EIGHT long months I have been scheduling and then canceling appointments with my eye doctor for one very important reason or another. Now I am in a constant fog. REALLY looks like the Giants and Padres are playing in a very foggy stadium. They all must be able to see so well because of the performance enhancing drugs.

Anyone that may read this…. Please cross your fingers that nothing comes between me and my eye doctor appointment this Wednesday.

No-thank you, Mr. MacAdoo

I know, I know. It's been over a week. It's very busy leading a double life.

My sister was in town last weekend from Hotlanta, GA. which was all fun and games. Then, I had to work my arse off this week so I could have a four day weekend (rough, I know but it's work sponsored - how cool is that?). While she was here we watched the Emmys together. Conan was nails. Turned the normally bland programming on its head. However, my absolute favorite part of the Emmys wasn't a Conan segment - it was actual reality tv (ok, an acceptance speech).

Greg Garcia won for writing "My Name is Earl" and issued some no-thanks: "My eighth-grade social studies teacher told me to sit down and shut up because I wasn't funny -- no-thank you, Mr. MacAdoo. My boss when I was a PA on the show 'Step by Step,' who made me clean gum off the executive producer's shoe -- no thank you, ma'am, I do not share this with you."-- Chicago Sun-Times <

Creative. Very creative. I actually hit "rewind" to watch the acceptance speech several times and then made my husband watch it when he came in from the other room after watching Entourage. I love that someone had the cajones to call out the dream squashers.

Also on the Emmys and an "ah ha" moment (no not the 80s band),I own Tivo and thought all the Tivo/network advertising rants were funny. What is the difference between getting up and leaving the room versus fast forwarding commercials? Maybe the difference between gaining weight and getting a bladder infection?