Wednesday, January 24, 2007

A lot of times I'll wear a hat to accent an outfit

For those of you who would like to know more about diet, fashion, and exercise, this video is for you.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

I've Been Tagged . . .

. . . by a best-selling LDS author, no less!

So, five things about me that most people don't know:

I was born with black hair.

I loved the Monkees when I was in grade school (Mickey was my favorite), and I can still sing every single one of their songs. Verbatim.

One of my favorite smells in the world is coffee, but I don’t really like coffee-flavored things.

A friend recently asked me how many men I’ve kissed in plays, so I tallied it up, and I think it's around 16. Ask me how many of those actors I enjoyed kissing, and the number goes down quite a bit (though not completely . . .)

When I was 5, my babysitter was giving me a ride on her shoulders when I fell off and broke my wrist. My mom was at the hospital giving birth to my sister at the time, and one of my earliest memories is riding home from the hospital next to my brand new sister with my wrist in a cast.

(I think pretty much everyone who reads my blog has already been tagged by someone, so all you lurkers out there: You're it!)

Monday, January 15, 2007

The Initiation of Sarahs

This past weekend, two Sarahs came to visit me.

I met Sarah and Sarah in high school, and we've been bestest friends ever since. The official reason they flew from Utah to California was to see my play, but the real reason they came was so that we could eat lots of food and stay up late to giggle about things (like my hair in the early '90s). Also, they really needed some chocolate covered almonds from Trader Joes.

Two days before they arrived, it was 80 degrees, but the weekend forecast predicted 60 degrees and possible showers. When one of the Sarahs (let's call her Blondie) called to ask if she should pack a coat, I gave her the bad news:

"Blondie, it's probably going to be cold this weekend. Like, 60 degrees."

"Um, Em? Do you have any idea how cold it is in Utah right now? 60 degrees sounds positively tropical."

I then realized that living in Southern California for 5 years has turned me into a weather wimp. This fact was further confirmed when, after dropping their luggage off at my apartment, we drove down to the beach for lunch, and while Blondie and the other Sarah (let's call her Brownie) continually exclaimed over how lovely the weather was, I sat shivering in my coat like the SoCal sissy I've become.

After lunch, we headed to Ikea. I had a sneaking suspicion that Blondie and Brownie would share my adoration of the giant Swedish warehouse, and all the oddly-named bounty it contains. My suspicions were heartily confirmed, and, as we wandered up and down the aisles, they joined me in exclaiming:

"I need this! But where would I put it?"
"I need this! But what would I put in it?"
"I need this! But what is it?"

That last exclamation was especially applicable in the stuffed animal aisle:

Over the next few days, we had many adventures, including (but not limited to) the following:

A meal at a Korean restaurant, where Blondie put her mission language skills to extremely impressive use, prompting several waitresses to come by our table and tell her (in Korean) how well she spoke their language. Later she told us (in English) that, when she lived in Korea, native speakers would sometimes tell her they couldn't understand her. "But I'm speaking Korean!" she would say (in excellent Korean). And they would reply: "I don't understand you because you are blonde."

A trip to Trader Joes to purchase Milk and Dark Chocolate Almonds, Organic Truffles, English Toffee (with Milk Chocolate), Cocoa Almonds, Pecan Pralines, Cinnamon Almonds, and Challah Bread. Due to Brownie's generosity, I have it on good authority that at least one of the packages of English Toffee did not make it back to Utah.

Closing night of my play, which prompted the following comment from Blondie: "I was totally into it until the last five minutes, and then I was like, huh?" (Which is actually a very apt summary of the production.)

Massages at a local day spa, where Brownie had a super chatty therapist, I had a mildly chatty one, and Blondie had a "deep breather."

A viewing of one of my all-time favorite films: The Initiation of Sarah. It's a 1979 made-for-tv movie in which a sorority girl has psychic powers, Morgan Fairchild has extremely fluffy hair, and Shelly Winters is so difficult to understand at times that the only possible explanation is that, during filming, she was drunk and quite possibly on several different kinds of hallucinogenic drugs.

Brownie's attempt to stuff her new Ikea-purchased queen-sized duvet into a very small duffel bag.

A trip to the beach on a gloriously sunny day, where I managed to snap this photo just as the first wave hit their bare feet:

We also had many delightful and deep conversations, during which we came to the following conclusions:

My pre-mission boyfriend was "creepy."

We can still remember almost all the lyrics to songs from the musical Chess, though the harmonies are a little iffy.

The gluten-free brownies I made "tasted like brownies."

10-day cleanses that involve fasting and taking herbs can lead to extremely unfortunate events.

I'm a much better driver than I used to be.

15 years later, we still love spending time together just as much as we did when we were in high school.



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