Smashed Girl Friday
I love wine with a passion. Not expensive wine, mind you. Less than ten bucks a bottle is just fine with me. Screw tops are even better, since I’m not the best with a corkscrew. I’m the pickiest eater you’ll ever meet (trust me, this is true) and I’m amazed that I don’t weigh 400 pounds, since I refuse to eat anything that’s remotely healthy for me. I am addicted to bad reality TV (GTL, anyone?), I love pad thai and Converse All-Stars. I’ve lived in Oklahoma since I was two years old, yet still claim to be a Texan. I am notorious for having terrible taste in movies, and I am plagued by irrational fears. Thus, I am extremely cautious, which must be proof that opposites attract, since my husband is a known daredevil and has been trying to get me to go skydiving since our second date.
I have an amazing husband (everyone says that, right?) named Justin, who swears that I am causing him to be malnourished since I refuse to cook vegetables. He is perfectly capable of cooking them himself, so I am fairly certain that he doesn’t really like them that much, either.
On the other hand, I have an American Pit Bull Terrier with terrible metabolism. She is our very own version of a canine vacuum cleaner. Oddly enough, she refuses to eat raw potatoes, and potatoes are one vegetable that makes an appearance on our dinner table at least three times a week. And you know what? I’m not even sure that potatoes are considered a vegetable. One thing is certain; I know how to spell ‘potato.’
My mother is a professional photographer. She has a gift that has never ceased to amaze me, and she’s been fortunate enough to make a living doing something she loves. She has a whole mess of dogs, she plays poker, and she rides a Harley, yet is as professional as they come.
As for my professional life, it’s been a mess. I guess I never got the memo that getting a degree does not automatically guarantee you a grown-up job in an office that earns a hefty paycheck. I spent six wonderful years doing the Girl Friday bit at my mom’s studio, followed by two miserable years at the mall, then landed a job at an advertising agency as…you guessed it. A Girl Friday. My job is unusual, hilarious, fun, stressful, and interesting. Some days I laugh all day at the office while shoveling peanut M&M’s down my throat, and others I shoot the evil eye at my boss while trying to book him a hotel room at a sold-out property, or attempting to arrange a flight for him on a private jet out of an airport in BFE, after hours, on a Friday.
That being said, my life isn’t the most exciting. But I’m surrounded by some amazing people, and I hope you’ll stick around long enough to meet them.