I’ve been obsessed with Mad Men since my mom and her sisters got in a big fight about why her sisters wouldn’t watch it in October of 2010. See, my mom was a working lady in that era much like Peggy, and she took offense at the fact that her sisters didn’t like the show. They got it sorted out eventually and then all of us sat down to watch an episode.
I came home and spent the next two weeks doing nothing but watching every Mad Men episode there was. Since then, Mad Men has caused us to get cable (grrr…Comcast) and many a discussion about Don, Peggy, Pete, Roger…
In fact, when our downstairs neighbors moved and we got a Pete in their place we made jokes about keeping him away from our non-existent nanny. Oh yeah, we’re hilarious.
Like so many of my fellow Mad Men fans, I’ve been riding the stages of grief over the fact that AMC has taken the better part of two years getting the new season going. What’s up with that??
Well, AMC FINALLY announced the date of the premiere of Season 5. To commemorate this occasion (and anxiously wait for it), I — with the help of my most favorite graphic designer Lindsay and the web development skillz of my web shop, Artsy Geek — created Countdown to Mad Men, the second-to-second update about how long we have to wait for our next fix.
So, join me at CountdowntoMadMen.com and let’s wait with baited breath for the return of our favorite drunks, chauvinists and philanderers. And if you like it, help me spread the word. We all need something to look forward to. it’s hot, right? And useful too, right?
Well since then I must have lost three more pairs of jeans — skinny or otherwise — to holes in the crotch or butt. They’ve been accumulating in a pile waiting to be taken to the tailor so that I might get them repaired and wear them again.
I’m fairly slow at accomplishing that sort of non-essential life task. Thankfully in the interim I discovered the solution: wear bike shorts underneath!
No matter how you look at it, I’m saving money. I’m not buying new jeans, and I’m not paying a tailor. And, you know, the number of people inspecting my crotch for holes is probably pretty small, so I figure I’m fooling the majority of the people. It’s cool, you can use this insight. Just give me credit.
First Presbyterian on Broadway in Oakland isn’t for you. Despite the playground off to the side, they don’t seem quite sure whether childcare is provided. Hilarious, right?
I’ve been doing some work on the site here. A couple months ago I had put together this crazy horizontally scrolling design that y’all didn’t like (and I didn’t, either, when it came down to it).
So…what do you think? Cool black and white design, maybe? Informative sidebars, maybe? I’ve even got it looking pretty good in IE*! Do you love it??! I hope you love it!
Someone who likes getting up early. (And also one that wasn’t such an OCD crazy person when it comes to living with people. That one sucks. But it must be noted, also keeps a very tidy and wonderful house )
This morning I intended to get up at the same time as my boyfriend (6 a.m.!). I’ve always wished that I enjoyed the mornings…but I don’t. I’ve toyed with the idea that in 2012 I will get up at 6 a.m. every day.
Get up, do some yoga, read a book and head to work by 8am. If I were to get up at 6 every morning, then t hose 7 a.m. meetings I might have won’t be such a horrible shock to the system.
But 6 a.m.! It’s still dark! You can’t even tell what the weather is going to be like. Today I looked out at 6 a.m. when I was up making my boyfriend a heart-shaped egg in a pan I got him for Christmas, and I wondered, will it rain? Will it be sunny? Will it be cold or temperate? I don’t even know!!
How is a person supposed to get dressed with such a scarcity of information?! How is one supposed to enjoy the mornings when there’s no sunshine and that bed is so damn warm and a cat so fluffy to cuddle??
Last night I headed over to my girlfriend’s house for some empathy.
You see, my boyfriend and I were having disagreements about the correct path for our relationship to take. This had gone on for a number of days (or months depending on how you count it) and my patience was up and the tears were a-flowing.
When we’d moved on to lighter subjects, she shared that earlier that day, while sitting around a table of four girlfriends, each in turn shared their holiday breakdown. How perfect that mine would round out the day!
The holidays are a time of stress and joy, hangovers and presents, holiday parties and heartache. They are chock so full of ups and downs that it feels like the few weeks last a year themselves.
This year I was so determined to do it right and stress-free that I started the presents spreadsheet before Thanksgiving and had most presents wrapped a week before Christmas. Even that level of preparation did not keep a breakdown at bay.
From now on, I will rest assured that each holiday season, there will be a breakdown. No matter how I mentally and physically prepare, it is a taxing season that lends itself to breakdowns.
I woke up with this song in my head. I know I’m sleepy and maybe a little emo as a result, but this video just made me cry.
Now all I want to do is curl up and watch Pretty in Pink. And–curses to technology–I’m sure I could find it on the internets, blow off everything and lay around and do just that.
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