CONFESSIONS OF A GEEK

Sometimes E sits at the kitchen table and I sit in the bedroom at my desk and each of us is blogging or posting photos on our flickr and we talk to one another via IM. Can you say...Geek Fest 2005?

I'M LISTENING WHILE READING US WEEKLY MAG

Last night the ladies of Wine & Whining got together. As many of you know my three girlfriends and I started a group where we get together once a month and drink wine and whine. We are all so busy and unless we do this we would hardly see one another.

Wine & Whining is great on many levels. The food - perfect chick food - hummus, pita bread, carrots, veggies, stinky yummy cheeses and many, MANY bottles of very good wine. The conversations are non-stop and range from politics and our career goals to what the hell was Britney thinking wearing that white nursing bra under that ugly zebra print tank top?

My favorite part of last night's wine & whining - aside from trying on wigs - was the realization of how comfortable we all are with one another. I mean in what other part of your day can a person be talking to you about something fairly serious and then all of the sudden mid-convo you lay down on the floor, kick your shoes off, let out a big yawn and reach over for the US Weekly on the table and yet they are not offended because they know you are listening to them.

In high school I didn't have a lot of close girlfriends. I had fantastic women in my life but I was still trying to figure out who I was and what I liked and blah blah blah. When I went to an all women's college years later I met my core group of very close girlfriends - two now living in London, one in Minneapolis, one in Chicago and one living here in New York. It wasn't until then that I realized how important it is to have these women in my life. When I got married the first time shortly out of college I think I slipped into some 'zone' where I thought my relationship was the only focus. Not that my friends weren't important but I was having a hard time finding the balance between my relationship and my friends. Lately as I consider myself older and wiser and thanks to E's support I think I have finally found a balance.

Plus I love E and everything but um...he didn't even know that Gwyneth Paltrow's pregnant.

NEEDS A HOME

Trying to find a home for this guy.

newyork.craigslist.org/brk/pet/107362596.html

(BARC is full)

This cat lives down our block in an empty brownstone. He is the nicest, sweetest cat in the world. I'm guessing he was an indoor cat at some point because he is healthy and clean and sweet natured. Hoping to find him a home soon before it gets too cold. I'm willing to pay for a vet check up, shots, etc. before giving to it's new owner. If interested let me know!

DEEP THOUGHTS

Why won't that fake Brad Pitt looking guy - the one that looks like a caveman that was walking around Italy that one time - get a haricut? Has anyone showed him a photo of Brad Pitt lately?

When will US Weekly stop running that one photo of Katie Holmes preggers in that blue satin shirt at the soccer game of Tom Cruise's kid?

Am I the only woman in history that has NEVER watched an entire episode of FRIENDS all the way through?

On The Apprentice: Martha Stewart, does she really write all those goodbye letters after she fires someone or does some PA with really good penmanship?

Do I want an ipod? Because if I get one then it's inevitable that I'll be making that 'ipod face' that everyone makes on the subway no matter what age or how cool you are. That face that screams 'I'm a sullen teen tuning out the world and this song is SOOOO totally about my life'.

Can I really make a pot roast on Sunday? I finally got my Aunt's world famous pot roast recipe and I'm going to go for it. The problem is...I SUCK at cooking. The second problem is I drink too much wine while cooking and this never works out in my favor.

Are Lance Armstrong and Cheryl Crow really hosting Saturday Night Live together because if that is true I might curl up and die.

Why are pumpkins in New York $17.99 no matter what size they are? This sucks.

What happened to sweaters? You know them - long, cozy warm things often on the large size. Every shop I go in sells those mini-sweaters with cap sleeves that are cut off right under the boobs and are often made out of a material that can only be compared to fisherman netting.

And finally who watches the Bernie Mac show? Anyone?

As you can see...when I don't blog you aren't missing much.