1. I am miserable at receiving compliments.
Everyone is SO nice and says such nice THINGS and I... cringe. And I'm so thankful for your lovely words, really, I AM. But as gracious as I like to think I am, compliments leave me frantic and I don't know how to respond like a normal human being.
You are all very nice. THANK YOU. Times a million.
2. I apologize a lot.
My awesome friend, A (who is my very first friend that went from BEST FRIEND/PERSON ON EARTH to blog reader instead of the other way around) pointed out that I apologized a lot in my video. And it's true, I apologize a whole heck of a lot. I'm sorry.
3. I was once tricked into going to a rave and it's kind of a fun story.
So, I had (have?) this friend. And she's a very nice girl, but we're pretty different. She's not a big drinker, but she's a huge partier. She is almost in her mid-30s, but when we were hanging out a few years ago she was going to clubs at least 3 or 4 nights a week. I think she likes the vibe and the feeling of being young, etc.
Now, if you invite me to go out on a Thursday night when we have to go to work the next day and I live 40 miles away from our destination, I'm PROBABLY NOT GOING TO DRINK. I suspect that she especially liked that about me. We kind of became this team of girls that showed up and drove people around and had fun but didn't drink and... well, I probably should just include #4 here in this story: I'm really kind of bad at saying no.
At one point, she convinces me that a bunch of her friends are going to a really fun music festival in LA. We rent this house in the Hollywood Hills (which is gorgeous and I sleep on the couch (see #4) and there's a wonderful pool) and when the day comes for this festival is TURNS OUT IT IS EDC. I should tell you that the REASON I discovered that we're going to a giant rave is because I'm getting ready to wear a strapless dress reminiscent of J Crew and I noticed they'd taken out body glitter, neon fishnet and booty shorts.
Updated to add this photo from the evening in question. Note how they attempted to recitfy my poor planning with glitter:
I don't really have anything against raves and it would have been fun, maybe, IF SOMEONE HAD WARNED ME. Except for the 16 year olds in what amounts to underwear because I am worried about them and there are MANY dark corners and hordes of people and a lot of them are probably on drugs. (It is ENTIRELY possible that I was one of maybe three people who were NOT on drugs and I am kind of old enough to be their PARENT and I wanted to give them all cardigans.) There was very little to eat, drinks were CRAZY expensive, it didn't feel like there was enough water for this BLAZING hot evening and lots of people were so out of it that they just sat down where ever they were and everyone kind of... stepped on them.
Please don't feel judged if you ever invite me to a music festival and I ask lots of follow up questions.
One of the outrageous things I said in my video yesterday was "Look at my ACHIEVEMENTS" with a sweeping arm gesture. Followed by "next, I will show you my trophies" and a stage whisper of "I don't actually have any trophies." This is a lie and so here it is: my trophy. Now you've seen it all.