I don’t care if I get carded at a bar. In honor of post #21, I thought I’d write an homage to turning that glorious age when suddenly the world of bars, clubs, and beers at baseball games welcomes you with open arms. Well, it may have welcomed some of you sooner than it did [...]
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~18~ i don’t care if my engagement ring is cubic zirconia
Posted in fashion, milestones, rituals, tagged controversial fridays, cubic zirconia, diamond, engagement, engagement ring, marriage on April 30, 2010 | 1 Comment »
I don’t care if my engagement ring is cubic zirconia. In a heated, yet still friendly exchange one Friday night this winter, one of my girlfriends told a table of margarita-drinkin’, enchilda-eatin’ Kellogg students that she wouldn’t care if her boyfriend proposed to her with a ring of genu-wine cubic zirconia. “What?? Are you serious?” [...]
~14~ i don’t care about engagement stories
Posted in milestones, miscellany, tagged controversial fridays, engagement, friends, marriage on April 23, 2010 | 2 Comments »
I don’t care about engagement stories. Surprising conversation with a very reasonable and awesome friend of mine: Her: “I like your blog. I totally care about service in a restaurant. But you know what I don’t care about?” Me: “No. Tell me.” Her: “People’s proposal stories.” Me: “What? Really?? You don’t mean that. I mean, what [...]
~6~ i don’t care about pregnancy
Posted in family, milestones, personal habits, tagged belly, friends, pregnancy on April 12, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
I don’t care about pregnancy. I don’t care about pregnancy. If I am not friends with you, I do not want to discuss your pregnancy. I do not want to touch your belly. Please do not tell me if the baby moves. Please, please, please do not ever tell me about your vagina, your delivery, [...]
~5~ i don’t care if people remember my birthday
Posted in family, milestones, tagged birthdays, boyfriend, family, holidays on April 11, 2010 | 7 Comments »
I don’t care if people remember my birthday. Today is my mother’s birthday, and for the first time in a few years, I remembered on my own. Usually, one of my siblings has to send me a reminder text or email, and by that time, it’s late in the day, and probably pret-ty clear to [...]
