Yesterday, I met Weaselmomma and Melissa with two S’s for lunch and cookie dough. (If you read World of Weasels, you might remember the last lunch/cookie dough adventure that Weaselmomma and I shared…) Anyway, Weaselmomma and I have been trying for more than a month to mesh our schedules so that we could enjoy lunch together again. Part of the problem originally was our clashing of styles: if I’m going to do lunch with someone, it needs to be with fair notice and in my calendar so I can juggle it with the other thousand things I have on my calendar. Weaselmomma on the other hand is no less busy…
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Hold Onto Your Tiara: It’s Time For “Adventures With Weaselmomma”!
If you’re a regular reader (thanks!), you already know that Weaselmomma and I live ten minutes apart (only three highway exits!). We “met” through blogging just a couple of months ago and subsequently have *really* met in person once, when she recently came to see me in the salon. Weaselmomma has been getting tired of me whining about my angry grocery store experiences: mainly the day when my meat got touched, but also my shopping trip last week, when some random jerk thought it was totally acceptable to make a comment about how full my cart was. Weaselmomma suggested that, rather than going ahead with my own idea on solving…
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Who Knew That Making Fun of My Boss Would Lead To a Spontaneous Bloggie Meeting?
First, click it. Planned blogger meetings? You are OUT. Auf Wiedersehen. Spontaneity? You are IN. You can leave the runway. I was at work yesterday when I decided to send out a tweet, totally making fun of the fact that my boss (yeah, yeah, the salon owner, the one who can do whatever the hell she wants) decided to have a pedicure right in the middle of the work day, making it very difficult for the two of us to actually get some work done *together* in a rare slice of time when I’m there and she’s client-free. Her M.O. is that, from the ped chair, she will call out…
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Forget The Current Economy: Remember Bartering?
I have recently gained a new person to stalk blogging friend, known to her readers as Weaselmomma. She and I have crossed paths in comment sections over at Nuclear Family Warhead and Joeprah, but other than our eyes briefly meeting across a crowded cyberspace, we never really had a conversation. Until the last couple of days. After we mutually stalked each other visited each other’s blogs, we came to a realization that was confirmed via e-mail: we live no more than ten minutes from each other. Small world, right? The distance between us–or lack thereof–made it necessary for Weaselmomma to bring something to my attention: she is currently “up” over…