2003-05-06 - 6:39 p.m.
The mundane and the mannerly
After yesterday’s evilness and stress, I went home and ate a lovely dinner of salmon and spinach followed by a glass of cabernet. I spent several hours online downloading things and generally shootin’ the shit with my Chat Whores. I feel much better now. No more anxiety-related heartburn.
The friend I had the falling-out with (the “uncomfortable” incident) and I are speaking again. Nothing huge, but I sent an email out to several people yesterday asking for some information, and he was the first to respond. So I guess that’s OK. It won’t be the same, but at least we’re not ignoring each other.
One of my friends at work is trying to get my boss to agree to send me to some rehearsals in Florida so I can help her out. This would be excellent for two reasons: 1) I could get out of this stinkin’ office for a couple of days and 2) these rehearsals are headed by the guy I’ve been flirting with for two years! So that would be nice. I owe him a margarita. Heh heh heh.
I went to CVS today to get out of the office (I eat lunch at my desk, but that was officially my "lunch break"), and I ended up standing in front of the facial cleansers for about 10 minutes. Anyone walking by probably thought I was nuts. The selection is mind-boggling, and of course, I'm an ingredient-reader, so it took me a while. I settled on some stuff (my ProActiv has run out and my face has exploded, which is a sorry state of affairs), then as I turned to walk away I encountered MORE stuff (marketed to teens, I imagine) and ended up swapping some of the stuff I'd spent so long deciding to buy. Oh, well.
In other news, I’m trying to figure out how to handle a particular situation without seeming like a rude bitch. I’ve posed this question to the etiquette boards at 3WA, but I have to vent again. I received an invitation to the baby shower of a woman in my chorus, A. A and I are friendly acquaintances; she’s invited me to her home for things like a Christmas tree-trimming and a housewarming and New Year’s Eve. She’s pregnant (duh), so I wasn’t surprised to get an invitation to her shower.
But via Evite? I don’t know. That just sounds tacky to me. People can’t be bothered to send personalized invitations these days—even an email from the hosts would have been preferable. And the hosts are her mother, her stepmother and her best friend. I always think it’s weird when someone’s mother hosts a shower, but hey, whatever. And then, the location. A’s home. Yeah. How bizarre. So, someone else is throwing her a baby shower—which is, seriously, a “give me stuff!” party—but it’s being held at her house? And then the first respondent to the Evite was A herself. It’s like, please, people. Get some modesty. Pretend like you’re so overwhelmed and thrilled that someone is throwing you a shower that you’re too humble to mention it.
So I don’t want to go. Not just because of the tacky invitation, but also because she invited over FIFTY people, plus kids and spouses. Ugh. Not my scene.
The last time I turned down an invitation because of tackiness was about two years ago. One of the girls in the office bought a condo in January, and she decided to have a housewarming party in June. Now, if that wasn’t weird enough... I opened the invitation, and there was a folded-up piece of paper inside. Great, I thought. Directions. That’s nice. But no, not just directions—a registry list. Who the hell registers for a housewarming??? If I am invited to a housewarming, I will bring a small gift, but don’t TELL me to buy something for your house! Ugh. So I declined. Didn’t send a gift, either. I was appalled.
But with the baby shower... I guess I ought to send something regardless of whether I go. I just have to think up a good excuse now, I guess. Erk.
