Bla bla BLAWG!


Typically, I try to have some sort of “theme” to my posts: why I hate townhomes, the proper funeral attire, that one time I ripped out all of my eyelashes, etc. But today, I bring you a slapdash assortment of my thoughts.

1) Yesterday, I watched “A Mighty Heart.” It was terrible – and by that, I mean, it was incredibly well-done and well-acted, but an atrocious, true story. I remember when journalist Daniel Pearl was kidnapped and held hostage in Pakistan back in 2002, but it was only a blip on my radar. A story on the news with a tragic ending… now, what am I having for dinner tonight? The actuality that his wife Marianne faced – the simultaneous fear and courage during his absence, the unspeakable horror at being told that he was beheaded, and the grace with which she faced a future without her husband – was absolutely moving. Angelina Jolie nailed the role: delicate, nuanced, and painful.

2) I went to the seafood bar at Whole Foods last night, and chose poorly: a terrible fish soup (made me want to vomit) and the octopus salad (not what I was hoping for at all). It makes me desperately excited for my trip to Seattle in a few weeks… excuse me, Graham – OUR trip! I am dreaming of Ivar’s Salmon House on Lake Union…

3) It is almost Easter, and Lent has passed me by basically without any acknowledgement. Having the season of Lent be such a large reality of my former job and community, I am dumbfounded as to how I never even noticed it this year. I feel like I’ve missed something. I honestly believe that the act of giving something up for 40 days is a refining and enriching process, and I am sad that I didn’t participate. I feel spiritually unprepared for Easter… although that doesn’t change my excited anticipation at the fact that I am seeing these guys this weekend. That’s right, another trip to Kansas. I hope I am awarded “Customer of the Year” in Southwest’s Spirit in-flight magazine.

4) I just painted my nails at my desk. At work. Where I get paid to paint my nails.



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  1. Christina on March 20, 2008 at 10:59 AM

    We just watched A Mighty Heart a few weeks ago – I concur. How did that movie get such little credit last year? It’s so poignant.

    Have a wonderful Easter weekend with the fam-damily and Grrrrraham.

  2. bec on March 20, 2008 at 11:02 AM

    well at my job, i wore my shirt untucked today. rebelllllll. and yesterday, i wore my hair halfway pulled back instead of all the way. that one i am not sure about. it might be allowed, might not.

    i got to make drinks today though! got there at 7 am. how the 5 am shifts are going to happen.

  3. Mary on March 20, 2008 at 1:00 PM

    You know me Annie. Painting my nails at work would be a dream (I am high, I know). As I write this, I’m looking down at my pitifully unpainted nails.

    oh the shame.

    I do, however, sometimes remove nail polish at work (when I can’t stand a chip any longer). But only after my coworkers sitting closest to me leave.

  4. Mary on March 20, 2008 at 1:01 PM

    correction to previous post: I AIM high, not I AM high.*

    *well, depending on how often I’m removing aforementioned polish, I COULD BE.

  5. Annie Parsons on March 20, 2008 at 1:04 PM

    Mary, will you start a blog already? I read your writing, and LAUGH! I need more of that in my life!

    “I am high.” That is priceless.

  6. Greta on March 20, 2008 at 1:23 PM

    Was so confused when I read Mary’s post. High in a building? High on polish? OHH. It was a typo. AH.

    Totally agree with #3. Meant to do something– encouraged my core group to do something. Didn’t do anything. Bummed out because of it.

    (“I still love you Jesus…! Thanks…for… You know, the whole thing!”)

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