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Thursday, September 22, 2011

Fine Wines Club

I had the pleasure of spending this past weekend with 4 great friends from high school.  One of them is my best friend Sophia, who I have mentioned in other post, the other girls were Naomi, Indigo, and Lois.  These girls and I have known each other for 20 years give or take a few (which means we met when we were around 2 :).  Sophia knows more about me than pretty much anyone, which is why I keep her as my best friend (with all the dirt she has on me she could easily blackmail me, better to keep her close).  She was the master mind behind our fun weekend excursion.  We all met in Atlanta, GA for shopping, dining, wine consuming, and to see the musical Wicked.
We had a great time reminiscing about high school, other high school friends, husbands, ex-husbands, old boyfriends, children, family, plastic surgery, and how much our lives have changed.  The last time we all spent time like this together was our senior year in high school.  Back then we were drinking wine coolers and Boone's Farm (you know you drank it too), throwing spring break parties at Naomi’s dad’s beach condo, picking up boys, flaunting bad hair and even worse clothes.  We have some of the best story’s that defined our adolescence’s and who we are today.  These moments in our lives were filled with tears, laughter, confusion, experimentation, the hardships of growing up, learning, maturing, love, and the value of friendship. 
We have all changed since those days.  Naomi and Sophia are both successful business owners, married, and mothers of 2 children.  Lois is a working professional, wife and mother of 2 also.  Indigo works for the government and is determined to save the planet.  She is also married and has 1 child.  We are all very different in more than just appearances.  We have different views on politics, religion, taste in music, food, clothes, men, and activities.  Our main common denominator is our children and the love that we have for them.  I must admit I had no idea what to expect out of this trip.  I figured 5 women with different lives would mean conflict and the need for a lot of wine.  How wrong I was!  We had a blast! 
At one point Saturday night after a heavy Italian meal we went to a club where the younger the girls were the shorter the skirts got.  The club required $250.00 for a table.  There was no place to sit, not even around the bar, and my cheap self wasn’t about to spend $50 a piece at a club for a seat.  Sophia took charge (naturally) and said, “What do you all want to do?  Stay here or go somewhere else?”  There was a long pause among us because I think secretly in our heads we were all saying I want to go home and get in the bed.  However, if we did that it would solidify our “older age” status.  We left there and went to another bar and ended out night around 1.  The events that took place in that time BETTER STAY BETWEEN US!!!!!!!   
Looking at all of us, how far we’ve come in our lives, how beautiful each of us are, and the promising future we all still have, I declared us Fine Wines and have established the Fine Wines Club (not to be confused with the First Wives Club. Although we could unite (some of us that is)).  We promised that we would do this again in the future, New York, Los Angeles, Las Vegas or even someplace close to home.  I hope we keep our promise and continue to have our girly time to talk, reminisce, and make new memories.  Perhaps our Fine Wine club will grow and more friends old and new will join us.  In 50 years when we are sitting in someplace hot, because that’s where you go when you’re old, we will reminisce about this time and the memory’s we made.  For now I declare Fine Wines are the only way to go, and I am thankful that I have a blend of them!



Monday, September 12, 2011


Most of you know I like to offer suggestions on things I like or find useful.  I have a great suggestion on a couple of things.  If you like sappy, piano synthesizer, 80’s music you have to check out Australian band “1927” complete with mullet hair do’s.  My Aussie friend Paul introduced me to the song If I Could.  This is the type of song you slow danced to at your 8th grade dance.  Where you and the boy were at arms distance looking at the floor going around in a circle.  It is also the type of song you play over and over after a break up (which I have been doing since I heard it).  The story is about a guy who is in love with another girl who is pregnant with another guy’s child, only in an 80’s song or movie does this happen.  Anyway, check it out as well as some of their other songs which should take you back.
While I am offering suggestions let me also suggest 3 books; Straight Talk by Steve Harvey, It’s Called a Break Up Because It’s Broken by Greg Behrendt and his wife Amiira, and Are You There Vodka It’s Me Chelsea, by Chelsea Handler. 
I love Straight Talk because Steve Harvey tells it to you straight.  If you wanted to get relationship advice from a man read this book.  This book addresses what you want in a man, what you don’t want in a man, and what to do with them once you get one.  It’s Called a Break Up Because It’s Broken  is authored by a husband and wife that go through the reasons why we break up, and the reason why when we do break up it is best to leave that relationship ALONE.  My favorite story in this book is the rationalization we do during a breakup with booze brains.  Yes, this would be the classic drunk text or phone call.  We all have done it and think it is such a good idea when Jose Cuervo has taken over, but the next day when we realize what we’ve done we are filled with dread and Jose is off laughing at us.  Are You There Vodka It’s Me Chelsea is just hysterical!  This book is filled with personal stories from the author in her own dry, cynical, and sometimes raunchy way.  If you need a good laugh check this book out.   

Sunday, September 11, 2011


Where were you 10 years ago today?  I was in living in Los Angeles.  My life was totally different than it is today.  It was close to 7:00 am when my phone rang, it was my sister.  I was still sleeping and it alarmed me that she was calling so early.  She said through sobs, “We’re under attack! Are you ok?”  My response was I was sleeping she said, “Get up!!  Turn on the news.”  I sat up in my bed and turned on the television and there it was one of the Twin Towers with smoke billowing out of the top.  I sat there and couldn’t believe what I was seeing.  I began to cry with her over the thought of all of those innocent people who were dying and in danger.  Then she said, “Los Angeles is on high alert for a possible attack there.  Come home.”  As the rest of the events unfolded I, like the rest of the world was in awe.  I think we all will remember where we were and what we were doing when we got the news.  I was working for Sony Pictures at the time.  I went to work as usual and when I got there they told me to go home the studio was shut down as a precaution.  I ended up going to a friend’s house where we watched helpless and in horror attacks on our fellow Americans on our own soil. 
I lived by myself at the time and felt extremely lost and lonely.  I began to think a lot about what would happen if L.A. was attacked, and I never saw my family or best friends again?  For a few weeks after the attacks I walked around in a daze.  I started going to church and praying more often.  I was more willing to talk to strangers because they were willing to talk to me.  There was a strong sense of community even in one of the largest cities in the world.  We all came together.  I called my family every day and told them how much I loved them.  I think the entire United States was much more humble and willing to express their feelings knowing that our precious lives could be stolen in a second.  At the end of that year I moved back to my hometown.  
As I reflect today through tears of that sad day in our history, I thank God for my precious Angel, my incredible family, and all of my friends.  I am thankful for all of the men and women who altruistically serve our country so we can be free.  I am going to get even sappier and encourage all of you to tell someone you love them, call your mother, hug your children, and be thankful, for we never know when we will take our last breath.  Live each day as if it were your last and remember those who have gone before us.