The GIRL in the Glasses

I’m Blogdramedy and this is my blog. Yes, that’s me to your right…the one in the sunglasses.

Excuse me? Oh…you need more than that. Is this like homework? Do I have to write an essay?

Fine. Fine. Give me a minute.

Okay. Well, first of all I’m a bit fussy. I admit that. I’m also a bit sarcastic. Oh…you’ve noticed that already? Phew, glad that’s over with. You never know how people are going to react and I’d rather you find out sooner than later. I do try to keep it in check but sometimes I forget to hit the pause button.

For many years I worked in public relations but I got tired of putting words in everyone else’s mouth (and hearing them come out all mangled) and it got really boring hearing myself say, “Yes, I know you wish that the media would just write what you tell them to write but they’re funny that way.” And, “No, I can’t put a ‘good spin’ on this. You lied and they know you lied. So now the lie is the story.” And, “Did you use the talking points I gave you? The ones I finished at 4am this morning so you’d have them in time for the news conference? Oh…you thought you could just wing it. Well, that worked well.”

I think you get my point. I decided that it was time to do something different. So I quit. Then the Mister decided to retire early (he calls it “taking a break”) and we sold up and moved back to his hometown to a little cottage by the bay. And then…we did what we always said we’d do…we went sailing down to the Bahamas. For eight years we had a grand time. In the spring of 2011 we decided it was time to sell the boat. Why? We’ve had enough of the wet & wild and are looking for a bit of the dry & dusty…as in road trips! *big grin*

So what have you learned about me so far? I’m a sarcastic married slacker former sailor. What else do you need to know?

I love words but I’m a lousy Scrabble player. Go figure.

I love my coffee so much we brought our espresso maker on board the boat.

I have a daughter who also worked in communications…she has since seen the light and is now a certified yoga instructor.

I can dance your ass off.

I’m seriously thinking about getting a tattoo.

I make bread…yes, from scratch.

I don’t cook. That’s what the Mister is for.

I like crunchy peanut butter.

I like Coke (the kind that goes in a glass, not up your nose.)

If I was American I’d be a Democrat.

I’m a news and politics junkie.

I don’t have cable. I’m all about the Internet, baby.

I don’t believe in god. I respect those who do..as long as they respect that I don’t.

I support gay rights…to the point of being accused of being scared of straight people. *head shake* (This one is a blog-worthy gem.)

I’m pro-choice and not just for abortion.

I like Twitter…but I won’t discriminate against those who don’t.

I think most people are basically good. It’s the insane ones you have to watch out for.

I’m very nice. Ask anyone.

Now you want to know about the Mister? He’s tall, dark and handsome. He loves me. He cooks. What more do you need to know?

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37 Comments

  1. Well you have put your toes in. You and I both know you have ideas trying to claw their way out. I am interested to see what they are and where they lead.

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    • Thanks for the feedback. I can already tell from roaming around wordpress that my blogroll is going to roll and roll and roll.

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  2. I love the page header photo….very kewl.

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  3. One of the best “about me” pages I’ve seen yet. It leaves me hungry for me. Guess I’ll have to read the rest of the blog. :)

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    • Thanks! It was one of those “had one too many cups of coffee” writing sessions. I used a similar version for our about page on our new blog, our life daily. I just set it up as a travel/life/whatever journal to replace the one we had on blogspot. You can check it out…it will be more G-rated. I think. Depends on my gin consumption down on the boat. :)

      PS — me likes your site. I’ll set up a link.

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  4. OK I’ve decided you’re totally fun. Guess what? I work in communications.

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  5. Hiya,
    I saw your comment on another blog and ran over here to see if you’re that cool all the time. Early days but you surely seem bad-ass. Go, you!

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  6. Meet you at the tattoo place. I’m having the same thought.

    Twitter not letting me add you, wont be giving up.

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  7. You make your own bread, and a would be Democrat…..good ’nuff!
    Also, not being from the “forced-birth” crowd is always a plus.
    The way you characterize you PR job is hilarious, but true, I’m sure.

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    • Read your Michele Bachmann post and she really does feel most comfortable with her foot in her mouth. I blame her PR people. This is not the first time. Sloppy work. Very sloppy.

      Yes, what I said about my PR job…all true. Actually, it was worse. I was being kind. :-)

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  8. I’m a crunchy PB gal myself. Except for when I put it on celery. Then I need plain.

    I want to sail to the Bahamas…I wonder what the negative effects are of taking dramamine constantly.

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    • Yeah…nuts and celery would be hard to swallow. :-)

      The Bahamas are beautiful but something tells me you’d spend most of your time with your head in a bucket. I’m lucky…I don’t get seasick so have never had to resort to the Dram.

      If you go, let me know and I’ll give you a list of the must-see spots. :-)

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  9. Now you want to know about the Mister? He’s tall, dark and handsome. He loves me. He cooks. What more do you need to know?

    Does he have a single brother?

    Thank you for having O write a guest post. It brought me here, which makes me glad. You’re good at that pr thing!

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    • Alas, no. The Mister is one of a kind. :-)

      Getting people to Blogdramedy was not the point of this creative exercise…it was to get my readers to Oma’s site. But since I never look a rubber stamp in the mouth…thanks!

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  10. Ugh, I KNEW I’d done life wrong. I need a boat…And a second chance. And an espresso machine.

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    • You’ve just lived life differently, not wrong! If you’re ever in the US, you can use my boat. Third times a charm so keep your eyes peeled for that next chance. And as for espresso…just put twice as much coffee in your drip machine then add half the water. It will not technically be espresso but after you have a cup you’ll never know the difference as you’ll be too busy trying to sit still.

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  11. Oh, I see you’re doing nano and script frenzy…good luck!

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  12. lol your mister cooks! i have yet to find myself a personal chef. i play words with friends on facebook if that counts…our scrabble broad got wreaked a long time ago…now i play online! lol lame but it works!

    nice to meet you btw.

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  13. You sound very interesting :-) Following you and can’t wait to read future posts.

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    • Wow! I’ve had weird, strange, obtuse, sarcastic, demanding and fussy. Never had interesting. Now look what you have done…gone and raised that damn bar. I have a hard enough time reaching for my martini as it is. ;-) Welcome!

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  14. Glad you are all supportive of those damn gays…then maybe you won’t take offense to the first thing that attracted me to your blog was your mysteriously, sexy sunglassed picture. ;)
    Communications…though you got out, must’ve been a calling, because you are an amazing writer! As far as the tattoo….I say go for it. Make sure it’s something that is customized and important to you. Then be prepared to want another. I’m going to reserve going down every bullet point in fear of being called a stalker ;)

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    • Wait. What? I didn’t read the rest of your comment as you had me at “sexy.” :-)

      Please…go through each and every point. I want me some stalker love for Xmas.

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  15. Hey. B-Man sent me. Now I’m hooked. great, just great. Love you, love your sarcasm…the fabulous stripes…all of it. sigh. Did you ever get that tattoo? I am still trying to work up the nerve to get a tiny one, so tiny it’s just a dot. Probably defeats the purpose huh.

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    • Any friend of the B-Man…needs to check the level of their medication. He’s quite the card…wonder if he’s as good looking in person as the image I have in my mind. Not that he’s any Karl Urban. ;-)

      Welcome and, no, no tattoo yet. I’m thinking a profile shot of Karl but I don’t think my Mister would approve. I like the idea of dots for a tattoo…I could spell out “Karl loves Blogdramedy” in Morse Code and the Mister would be none the wiser. (Hey…I’m kind of loving that idea.)

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