• Gail is sick today. Andrea and I both didn’t get into bed until after 2 AM. Today is going to be so.much.fun. =)
• Andy starts his new job on Monday- IN ATLANTA!!! That means Bridget is going to be SO MUCH CLOSER TO ME!!! And that I may get to see her on my layovers in Atlanta in March =)
• Andrea just walked over to my desk and set down TWO nerds ropes. I love me a nerds rope! The best 90 calories a girl can have for breakfast, I tell ya! =)
• Last night, I had the BEST DINNER EVER. Travis cooked some chicken, and I made bowtie pasta with vodka sauce, and alfredo macaroni. Jana and Chase made DELICIOUS garlic bread, Rachel made the most beautiful salad, Ash brought over a delightful apple crumble pie, and Kelly mixed some killer kool aid. It was ALL delicious…and the company was WONDERFUL. I loved the mix of friends. It was perfect. We all talked about books we had read that we enjoyed, and then exchanged them (kick ball team style). There was some girl time, planning APetty’s Spoil Mama Shower, while the boys discussed important events and such. There was some good mixing of group conversation- Work, Science, Culture, Politics, Religion, Language, Education, Experiences, likes, dislikes, party planning, Wedding Planning, Life planning, date swapping, love, laughter. There were balloons. There was signing. There was LIFE! L'chai-im!
• and, Jana likes my control. And, we realized, who doesn’t like monica? Honestly. Everyone always wanted to be at Monica’s apartment…what does THAT say. I’m not apologizing for my control issues anymore. I am embracing them. Just like intelligence. I am not apologizing for my desire for education, the intellect. Don’t “deliver me” from it. I am smart. I desire more. I am controlling. I desire order. G.O.I.
• I really want to play with paper. I have invitations to make for four events. And I’m antsy over them. I printed out some type for one of them today….I want to go home and cut and design and stamp and glue and address. SO BADLY. But alas, I must play on the internet and do paperwork.
• AND! last night, on the porch of wonders, we were talking about foreign language. And Kelly told us a little story about something she used to say to Caitlin in Spanish, and it was a cute little story about one simple phrase. And I said… “you should send her a little piece of paper that just says that. That would be so fucking cute.” Everyone agreed. Then, everyone agreed that boys need to hire me to come up with creative things for their girlfriends. Then, it was noted that I should plan parties for OTHER people. Then it was noted that I give good gifts. Then, it was noted that I should just be hired as a “life planner”….I should just plan details of peoples lives for them. So…I am trying to think of a good term for this new occupation… and I’m making business cards. I’m not kidding. I know I’m good at it. It’s because I’m a sentimental, nostalgia loving, detail orientated, good listener. Who gets joy out of other people gushing about how perfect her hostess basket was, how adorable her thanksgiving turkey cupcakes were, and how she remembered everyones birthday in high school. I want to be compared to Martha. I am THAT girl. (for the record, I think this is my ONLY charolette-esque characteristic. Ie: mirandas baby shower, mirandas mom’s funeral, etc.)
• We have made a pool. A one dollar “Isa-comeoutofthe-bel-ly Pool”….I am making all of our friends choose a date in which Isabel will be born, and whomever is closest, everyone gives a dollar too. You can expect a graphic on my myspace soon. Let me know if you want in on this. You don’t even have to know the Petty’s to play (right, Trav!)
• speaking of…Kelly pointed out it is almost March Madnesssssssssssssssssssss. Get ready to bracket folks. (selection Sunday party: March 16…if you want in on our pool, let me know so I can send you an invite)
• another reason the pop culturist in my didn’t vote early; and also one of the post secrets I mailed this morning:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0A9DkhPiEvc I still can’t decide. I like them both. I think they are too much alike to choose. Like with my favorite stuffed animals when I was little….i can’t just have one sleep in the bed with me…I didn’t want to hurt their feelings. I just didn’t want that stupid monkey any where near me…...