Ahhhhhhhhhh.......Stinky Boo....my beloved nephew. I had the pleasure of watching him on Memorial Day so Hitler could go car shopping (got into a biggum accident, car got totalled thanks to a kid running a red light who had a permit and NO licensed driver in the car with her. It was great. Hitler's okay, even though her car is in heaven now)... Anyways, Hitler needed to go car shopping, and I willingly sacrificed my first real day off (not counting jury duty) since February, to watch Boo. I'm such a good sister.
Hitler and Ava hit the dealers, and I hit Boo. I kid, I kid... I didn't hit him, I tend to smother him with loving, because I'm a very affectionate. We laughed, we played, I fed, he napped. While he napped I started Seven Pounds. With about a half hour or so to go, Mr. Boo wakes from his nap and he's all cuddly. Then tragedy strikes in the movie...the killer ending. I am hysterical. Boo, being a perceptive 21 month old, can sense there is danger with Auntie L. He brings me his fuzzy car blanket, his pacifier, and crawls into my lap and I sob, and sob, and sob. Fucking last 10 minutes of the movie kills me, as usual. But that Boo, he tried to make it all better for me. It melted my heart.
While I was being comforted I text Tuschka about my newest sob story. She asked me a very important question that only she and I will ever understand "Jimmy cry or Love Story cry?" I tell her Jimmy all the way. She felt my pain and agony.
Fucking Seven Pounds.
It was a good movie, made even better by the Boo and his acute awareness and sensitivity.
Rock out- with a fuzzy blanky and a pacifier
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Phone Call with Hitler
Hitler: Ava and I went to Nando's today for lunch. Did you know that nothing on the dinner menu is under $10?? I was telling Ava soon to eat there for dinner it will cost $50 for a couple.
Me: That's why I always go ala carte with the black bean and chicken tostada. It's big enough.
Hitler: I like the food, but what's so expensive about beans, rice, and tortillas?
Me: He's probably charging more because of the second restaurant.
Hitler: He's got a second restaurant?
Me: Yes, at Power and McDowell.
Hitler: I didn't know that, when did that happen.
Me: I saw it in like February or something, I called and told you and Ava about it. Don't you remember?
Hitler: I don't know. I don't remember a lot of things you say. You talk a lot and start to block you out. I have know idea what you are saying half the time.
Me: You are such a fucking bitch, you know that?????
PS- Hitler...fuck you.
Me: That's why I always go ala carte with the black bean and chicken tostada. It's big enough.
Hitler: I like the food, but what's so expensive about beans, rice, and tortillas?
Me: He's probably charging more because of the second restaurant.
Hitler: He's got a second restaurant?
Me: Yes, at Power and McDowell.
Hitler: I didn't know that, when did that happen.
Me: I saw it in like February or something, I called and told you and Ava about it. Don't you remember?
Hitler: I don't know. I don't remember a lot of things you say. You talk a lot and start to block you out. I have know idea what you are saying half the time.
Me: You are such a fucking bitch, you know that?????
PS- Hitler...fuck you.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
AZ Heat and AC Leak
My AC- it started leaking AGAIN!!! God dammit!!! (past leaks noted here and here) So I called my home warranty and they sent someone out. Right off the bat- he said (as he walked into my place) this isn’t going to be covered by my warranty if it’s a pipe issue. He does some dismantling of the interior part of my unit and tells me it’s probably the drain pipe that’s clogged, and asked if I knew where the drain line was. I don’t. We look, we have no luck. He asks if he can see if my neighbor below is home and see if I drain into her pipe or something. He comes back up and says that my neighbor has a wealth if information and that when she was leaking, she had a cracked pan and called the HOA property manager, who had the on-site handyman come by, who knew a guy to custom make her a new pan for a couple hundred. He says I should call Mr. HOA, blah, blah, blah.
Now, I got pissed.
I asked him- is my problem the pipes or a cracked pan. He said it could be either, but I should have the on-site handy guy take care of it because it’s not going to be covered by my warranty. He asked if I wanted him to put my unit back together or if he should leave it apart for the handyman… I said put it back together because who knows when (if) he’ll come by. He puts things back together, and asks for the copay check. Foolishly, I give it to him… I shouldn’t have because he didn’t fix anything and couldn’t even give me a diagnostic. Bastard.
So, I decide that I’m going to call someone non-warranty affiliated to come out and look at the AC.
Slight digression:
Before group #2 comes out… I’m texting with PPE. He asks how I am doing…and I unleash my venting rant about the AC punk and how he didn’t do anything. I think it takes about 20 texts to get the whole story out. When I’m done, I ask him what he’s up to. The response I got, was the last thing I ever expected to see…. “I’m leaving the porn shop with TWAH.” Holy hell, I busted out laughing. I have Jaeger looking at me like I just lost my mind. I’m in tears. I apologize…actually I said something along the lines of “being a Debbie Downer because of my tyrant, and I’m sorry”. PPE graciously tells me that a tyrant is a person, I had a tirade.
Hello moron.
Now I feel really, really, really stupid. I apologized for being an idiot- tell him to ignore me and have fun with TWAH and their new treats.
Twenty minutes later I’m texting PPE again, this time because I don’t know how to spell dazzling “is it ‘dazzeling’ or ‘dazzling’?” He laughs, tells me how to spell. I thank and tell him that he can officially ignore me the rest of the night.
Back to the regularly scheduled program…
Group #2 comes out and tells me that the dripping is from my drip pan rusting out, not my pipes being clogged. Since my unit is just over 20 years old, there’s isn’t a readily available drip pan for replacement. I have to have it custom made. Great. I agree to have someone out to quote me for a new AC. He was out yesterday, and I’m supposed be faxed a quote today sometime. I asked for a rough estimate and the guy said anywhere between $4800-5200. Holy fucking hell. (Or as PPE said when he asked…’Holy fucking Buddha!!’)
I’ve got to make some more calls and get some other people out for some price quotes.
God help me.
Rock out- in the porn shop.
Now, I got pissed.
I asked him- is my problem the pipes or a cracked pan. He said it could be either, but I should have the on-site handy guy take care of it because it’s not going to be covered by my warranty. He asked if I wanted him to put my unit back together or if he should leave it apart for the handyman… I said put it back together because who knows when (if) he’ll come by. He puts things back together, and asks for the copay check. Foolishly, I give it to him… I shouldn’t have because he didn’t fix anything and couldn’t even give me a diagnostic. Bastard.
So, I decide that I’m going to call someone non-warranty affiliated to come out and look at the AC.
Slight digression:
Before group #2 comes out… I’m texting with PPE. He asks how I am doing…and I unleash my venting rant about the AC punk and how he didn’t do anything. I think it takes about 20 texts to get the whole story out. When I’m done, I ask him what he’s up to. The response I got, was the last thing I ever expected to see…. “I’m leaving the porn shop with TWAH.” Holy hell, I busted out laughing. I have Jaeger looking at me like I just lost my mind. I’m in tears. I apologize…actually I said something along the lines of “being a Debbie Downer because of my tyrant, and I’m sorry”. PPE graciously tells me that a tyrant is a person, I had a tirade.
Hello moron.
Now I feel really, really, really stupid. I apologized for being an idiot- tell him to ignore me and have fun with TWAH and their new treats.
Twenty minutes later I’m texting PPE again, this time because I don’t know how to spell dazzling “is it ‘dazzeling’ or ‘dazzling’?” He laughs, tells me how to spell. I thank and tell him that he can officially ignore me the rest of the night.
Back to the regularly scheduled program…
Group #2 comes out and tells me that the dripping is from my drip pan rusting out, not my pipes being clogged. Since my unit is just over 20 years old, there’s isn’t a readily available drip pan for replacement. I have to have it custom made. Great. I agree to have someone out to quote me for a new AC. He was out yesterday, and I’m supposed be faxed a quote today sometime. I asked for a rough estimate and the guy said anywhere between $4800-5200. Holy fucking hell. (Or as PPE said when he asked…’Holy fucking Buddha!!’)
I’ve got to make some more calls and get some other people out for some price quotes.
God help me.
Rock out- in the porn shop.
Monday, May 11, 2009
My ears- I thought they were decieving me...
Last week when I was cruising around with Oma, I heard something unreal and shocking on the radio. I thought I was going crazy, I thought there was a cruel joke being played on me, I thought there was no way this could be happening...
Hungry Eyes was playing on the OLDIES STATION!!!!!!! WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know that Dirty Dancing came out 20 years ago...but in no way, shape or form does that mean that music made specifically for that movie are qualified for the OLDIES STATION!!! There's no way I'm old enough from songs of my youth to be on the oldies station.
Then, later on in the week, I'm out with mom. Oldies station is on again...And Blondie's The Tide is High was on. Now, that really isn't right. Where does Blondie fit in with CSN&Y, or James Taylor or The Temptations or the Supremes or any other music created in the 60's and 70's that was light, folky, R&B-ish what have you?? NOWHERE!!!
AND THEN AGAIN on Saturday, cruising with Oma, and the Oldies station is on... Then Lionel Richie's All Night Long was playing... I can understand that a smidge- Oldies plays the Commodores, so transitioning into 80's Lionel makes sense. But holy hell... the only 3 times I have the radio on the oldies, they are playing songs that AREN'T "oldies".
Now some of you maybe questioning why I am listening to the oldies station, when clearly I'm to young and hip for such aged music?? Easy- in the car with Oma I go for neutral happy music that I can sing to and that won't offend Oma. She bitches enough about everything in the world today, why give her one more thing to bitch about. Secondly, when I'm with Mom- that's all she listens too. I try to introduce to her more modern music in a genre that is very 'mom-friendly' however if the song isn't over 25 years old, it just isn't meant to fall on her ears.
Needless to say, I'm afraid of what I'll hear next time I have the devil's radio station on.
Rock out, young and springy, not old and shrivelly.
Hungry Eyes was playing on the OLDIES STATION!!!!!!! WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know that Dirty Dancing came out 20 years ago...but in no way, shape or form does that mean that music made specifically for that movie are qualified for the OLDIES STATION!!! There's no way I'm old enough from songs of my youth to be on the oldies station.
Then, later on in the week, I'm out with mom. Oldies station is on again...And Blondie's The Tide is High was on. Now, that really isn't right. Where does Blondie fit in with CSN&Y, or James Taylor or The Temptations or the Supremes or any other music created in the 60's and 70's that was light, folky, R&B-ish what have you?? NOWHERE!!!
AND THEN AGAIN on Saturday, cruising with Oma, and the Oldies station is on... Then Lionel Richie's All Night Long was playing... I can understand that a smidge- Oldies plays the Commodores, so transitioning into 80's Lionel makes sense. But holy hell... the only 3 times I have the radio on the oldies, they are playing songs that AREN'T "oldies".
Now some of you maybe questioning why I am listening to the oldies station, when clearly I'm to young and hip for such aged music?? Easy- in the car with Oma I go for neutral happy music that I can sing to and that won't offend Oma. She bitches enough about everything in the world today, why give her one more thing to bitch about. Secondly, when I'm with Mom- that's all she listens too. I try to introduce to her more modern music in a genre that is very 'mom-friendly' however if the song isn't over 25 years old, it just isn't meant to fall on her ears.
Needless to say, I'm afraid of what I'll hear next time I have the devil's radio station on.
Rock out, young and springy, not old and shrivelly.
Friday, May 8, 2009
The cat's out of the bag
I mentioned before about KIA’s repetitive wardrobe, and how Meanie, Skank, and I are tallying the frequency at which she wears said shirts and jeans. Well, people have taken notice of Meanie’s tally board and asking questions about it.
The board's KEY: RED mark= red shirt day, BLUE= white shirt day, GREEN=blue shirt BLACK lines= jeans day, and black line not in the middle are days where KIA was off. The tallies are as of Wednesday this week, and we started tallying 2/23.
Oh- and Hello Rob, we all love you
The board's KEY: RED mark= red shirt day, BLUE= white shirt day, GREEN=blue shirt BLACK lines= jeans day, and black line not in the middle are days where KIA was off. The tallies are as of Wednesday this week, and we started tallying 2/23.
Oh- and Hello Rob, we all love youFirst up…Coworker J. CwJ cracks me up. She has a very dry sense of humor, and can be very blunt… Example of the humor: Tourettes was talking about this database she uses to find history on some stuff we work on. So we are at my desk, Tourettes is “teaching”, CwJ and CwG are standing behind me as Tourette’s is telling me what to do. She kept calling the database, “the master base”. She repeated master base a million times, now I’m still fairly new and didn’t want my perverted side to come out, so I was trying to control my school boy humor and not bust out in maniacal giggles. After a few more “master bases”, Tourettes said “why does that sound wrong?” CwJ chimes in, very calmly and flat, “It sounds like you are saying masturbate, Tourettes.” To which, I thoroughly lose it…and I’m in tears laughing at my desk. I still call master database the master base, the best base of all.
Anyways… Last week, CwJ asks Meanie what’s going on with the board, somewhat loudly. Meanie, tries on the D-L to tell CwJ that she can’t tell her (KIA works close to Meanie). CwJ is a smart one and knows something’s up. I walk past Meanie and she tells me that CwJ is questioning the tallies, and it’s my job to tell her what we are doing. So I waltz into CwJ’s cube and tell her the shirt trend, and that we couldn’t really believe how often KIA was wearing them, so we started to keep track. CwJ says “are you keeping track of the jeans too???” I laugh and say “you mean the jeans she wore 3 days this week?? Why yes we are!” So we go to the board and I share the color coating methods and what not.
Meanie also happens to have magnetic clips that match our tally colors- so now Skank, Meanie and I also bet what shirt will be worn the next day. If we have 1 winner, then that person wins money we have in a Easter Egg (just a buck fifty, but it’s still fun).
This is also explained to CwJ. She laughs. She also made a nasty comment about if KIA wears the shirt and jeans so much- how frequently is she wearing her undergarments???
**insert vomit here**
The next day CwJ and I get to work at the same time and she made a comment about how she really had to think about what she was going to wear and she really felt like wearing jeans, but it’s only Thursday. Very funny…
Well, later that Thursday, SuperJ walks up to Meanie and asks her what going on with the board… She is directed to talk to me. So SuperJ and I take a little walk, and I explain. SuperJ, ever the observer, asks about the magnetic clips and the egg on the wall by the tally board. I tell her about the betting and the pot. She’s laughing. SuperJ says “the non-manager in me finds it very funny…however the manager in me thinks it’s bad”. I ask bad because of the frequent wear or bad because we are tracking and betting? She gives me a look- it’s bad because we are tracking and betting. But she’s still laughing. I say to her, of all the “bad” things we could be doing at work, this is harmless.
Now everyone is up on the game- CwJ and SuperJ check the tally board if they haven’t seen KIA, or tell us what to mark it if we haven’t yet.
It’s fun little hijinx that make work more tolerable.
And in case you are wondering- today is a blue shirt day (green mark) and plain jean- not the fancy ones she seems to think are work place appropriate for Monday-Thursday wear.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Trifecta
I don't know if I ever really mentioned how much I read, or just the fact that I'm always reading. But I have a back log of books I want to mention... Hell the other week I read 3 books in 3 days. The sad thing is that I can only remember 2 of the books. I was operating as a one woman library for the longest time, I still do, but, thanks to my Kindle (I la-la-love my kindle-words cannot describe the love), I can only tell people about most books now by word of mouth. I remember a while back Tuschka said she needed some book suggestions- I probably rattled off an easy page worth of the most recent good reads I just completed...
Most of my books are of the girly, vagina friendly sorts...ranging from chick lit to smut (everyone needs a little smut now and then)...I try to read 'serious' books too, but I don't read them as often as I should. My brain will turn to mush from lack of serious reading, but sometimes I just want the happy love and nothing that requires me to think or become depressed.
I would like to review for you 3 books that I read (2 of my 3 books in 3 days, and one that took a bit longer). Let's get the book worm party started.
Such a Pretty Girl, Laura Wiess
This is not a happy book, let me say that off the bat. It takes place over a weekend, with the main character's, Meredith, father being released from prison. Meredith is 15, and her father molested her, and he wasn't supposed to be released until she was 18 and out of the house. Meredith lives with her mother, who is beyond thrilled and excited that he's coming home early, at a condo complex, and her dad is supposed to live in another unit and is not supposed to be alone with Meredith at all. Also living in the complex is the police officer that arrested her dad and her 19 year old boyfriend who was a victim of her father (and her dad was having an affair with his mother too).
During the course of the weekend, you get flashbacks of the situation that finally lead to her father's arrest and what their relationship was like prior to the abuse. Meredith does whatever she can to make herself repulsive to her father, who is still totally obsessed with her. He made comments to her about loving the way she walks, how he had written her love letters in prison bus didn't send them because the guards would read them, and how he is looking forward to picking up the father/daughter relationship right were it left off. The mother is in total denial of what he has done to Meredith and countless other children. She is just so happy to have him home and they plan on trying for another baby ASAP (which frightens and repulses Meredith).
Meredith attempts to avoid her dad as much as possible, and is nervous about him coming for her...especially after his condo is vandalized and he's now staying at her's until he can move back. She tells the police officer what is going on, and he gives her a nanny cam system to install throughout the condo, so if dad does try something it can be recorded.
Sure enough, Monday morning, Mom goes to work, and Dad gets frisky. Meredith gets the whole thing recorded, knocks out dad with a Virgin Mary statue, and flees. Dad is going to go back to the big house (when he gets out of the hospital), mom is arrested for having a known predator leaving in her home, and Meredith is sent to live with her grandmother.
It ends happy- but getting there is rather nauseating. The level of obsession her father has for her tagged with the mother's delusional state is shocking. The fact the both parents think that no wrong doing occurred with Meredith or the other children her father came in contact with, was beyond my realm of comprehension.
It's an excellent story. Well written and frightening.
Perfect Fifths, Megan McCafferty
Perfect Fifths is the fifth (surprise, surprise) and possibly the last installment of the Jessica Darling series. I love Jessica. When I first read Sloppy Firsts, I thought it was witty, snarky, well written from a teen perspective. I knew the moment I read "my parents suck ass" from the synopsis, this was going to be the book for me. So I've had the pleasure of reading about Jessica from the time she's 16 to 26.
Perfect Fifths spans only 18 hours of Jessica running (literally) into Marcus Flutie (the ex-boyfriend/love of her life) at the airport. All past books are written as journals from Jessica, this time it's not a journal book, and we get to delve a smidge into the mind of the great Marcus Flutie. Marcus and Jessica haven't seen each other in 3 years, and they recap their lives since they last saw each other.
The most important thing- is that their chemistry and draw to each other is still intact.
Their reunion ends with the way you want it too...and the hope that maybe, just maybe, there might be a 6th book...but if not, that's okay too.
The Makedown, Gitty Daneshvari
This book started off sooooooo superbly. I was laughing out loud, and I felt like I couldn't get through it fast enough.
Anna Norton starts the book off as an ugly duckling with an eccentric family. After college she decides she's going to head to New York, she needs to escape. In NY she begins her transformation from the ugly duckling to a average duck- she's not a swan. While working as a catering assistant, she meets Ben, who is hiring her catering company for a party. Ben's hot, and out of her league. But he shows some interest in her the night of the party, asking her to dance, and this is one of the best lines I have ever read is written: It was my "no one puts Baby in the corner" moment I have been waiting for my entire life. Genius, total genius.
Slowly Ben and Anna start dating and fall in love. Anna finds out that her dad is leaving her mom for his Asian assistant, who her mother calls Ming (even though her name is Sarah). Mom also delivers a blow that dad and Ming are expecting by delivering flowers to Anna with the following message: Your father and Ming are having a bastard won ton. Hope the flowers soften the blow. Regards, Mother. I was almost in tears with laughter.
Anyways- Ben and Anna fall in love, and Anna moves in. It is around this point in time, that Anna becomes extremely jealous of the attention Ben receives from women, and how personable he seems to be in return. She decides that she's going to try to make him down, bring him more to her "average jane" level. And this is were I find the book going DOWN HILL. Anna's obsession with making him down and her levels of insecurity become all encompassing for her. It's disturbing to read...very single white female at times, I felt. When Ben's entire persona changes as his appearance changes, Anna doesn't like what she sees and what's she done to him. She tries to put him back, and instead, he breaks up with her. She attempts to come clean, but it back fires. Ben wants nothing to do with her.
Then we fast forward three years Anna's engaged and she sees Ben (who's returned to his former glory) at a Starbucks, the exchange friendly hellos they introduce each other to their new partners. The End.
It was funny haha in the beginning- then psycho- then POOF over. I didn't like the flow, I didn't like the middle... I really thought I was on my way to book that was going to be added in my top 10, and it flopped... There seemed to be a large disconnect from how the story started to the middle part of when Anna became psycho. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to finish it, it was so hard and disturbing to read.
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I recommend Such a Pretty Girl...and RUN to go out and buy the Jessica Darling series- you'll laugh, you'll cry, you won't be disappointed. The Makedown is take it or leave it, it was so good in the beginning, if you could just read that, and then put the book away, you'll be happy.
Rock out, literary style...
Most of my books are of the girly, vagina friendly sorts...ranging from chick lit to smut (everyone needs a little smut now and then)...I try to read 'serious' books too, but I don't read them as often as I should. My brain will turn to mush from lack of serious reading, but sometimes I just want the happy love and nothing that requires me to think or become depressed.
I would like to review for you 3 books that I read (2 of my 3 books in 3 days, and one that took a bit longer). Let's get the book worm party started.
Such a Pretty Girl, Laura Wiess
This is not a happy book, let me say that off the bat. It takes place over a weekend, with the main character's, Meredith, father being released from prison. Meredith is 15, and her father molested her, and he wasn't supposed to be released until she was 18 and out of the house. Meredith lives with her mother, who is beyond thrilled and excited that he's coming home early, at a condo complex, and her dad is supposed to live in another unit and is not supposed to be alone with Meredith at all. Also living in the complex is the police officer that arrested her dad and her 19 year old boyfriend who was a victim of her father (and her dad was having an affair with his mother too).
During the course of the weekend, you get flashbacks of the situation that finally lead to her father's arrest and what their relationship was like prior to the abuse. Meredith does whatever she can to make herself repulsive to her father, who is still totally obsessed with her. He made comments to her about loving the way she walks, how he had written her love letters in prison bus didn't send them because the guards would read them, and how he is looking forward to picking up the father/daughter relationship right were it left off. The mother is in total denial of what he has done to Meredith and countless other children. She is just so happy to have him home and they plan on trying for another baby ASAP (which frightens and repulses Meredith).
Meredith attempts to avoid her dad as much as possible, and is nervous about him coming for her...especially after his condo is vandalized and he's now staying at her's until he can move back. She tells the police officer what is going on, and he gives her a nanny cam system to install throughout the condo, so if dad does try something it can be recorded.
Sure enough, Monday morning, Mom goes to work, and Dad gets frisky. Meredith gets the whole thing recorded, knocks out dad with a Virgin Mary statue, and flees. Dad is going to go back to the big house (when he gets out of the hospital), mom is arrested for having a known predator leaving in her home, and Meredith is sent to live with her grandmother.
It ends happy- but getting there is rather nauseating. The level of obsession her father has for her tagged with the mother's delusional state is shocking. The fact the both parents think that no wrong doing occurred with Meredith or the other children her father came in contact with, was beyond my realm of comprehension.
It's an excellent story. Well written and frightening.
Perfect Fifths, Megan McCafferty
Perfect Fifths is the fifth (surprise, surprise) and possibly the last installment of the Jessica Darling series. I love Jessica. When I first read Sloppy Firsts, I thought it was witty, snarky, well written from a teen perspective. I knew the moment I read "my parents suck ass" from the synopsis, this was going to be the book for me. So I've had the pleasure of reading about Jessica from the time she's 16 to 26.
Perfect Fifths spans only 18 hours of Jessica running (literally) into Marcus Flutie (the ex-boyfriend/love of her life) at the airport. All past books are written as journals from Jessica, this time it's not a journal book, and we get to delve a smidge into the mind of the great Marcus Flutie. Marcus and Jessica haven't seen each other in 3 years, and they recap their lives since they last saw each other.
The most important thing- is that their chemistry and draw to each other is still intact.
Their reunion ends with the way you want it too...and the hope that maybe, just maybe, there might be a 6th book...but if not, that's okay too.
The Makedown, Gitty Daneshvari
This book started off sooooooo superbly. I was laughing out loud, and I felt like I couldn't get through it fast enough.
Anna Norton starts the book off as an ugly duckling with an eccentric family. After college she decides she's going to head to New York, she needs to escape. In NY she begins her transformation from the ugly duckling to a average duck- she's not a swan. While working as a catering assistant, she meets Ben, who is hiring her catering company for a party. Ben's hot, and out of her league. But he shows some interest in her the night of the party, asking her to dance, and this is one of the best lines I have ever read is written: It was my "no one puts Baby in the corner" moment I have been waiting for my entire life. Genius, total genius.
Slowly Ben and Anna start dating and fall in love. Anna finds out that her dad is leaving her mom for his Asian assistant, who her mother calls Ming (even though her name is Sarah). Mom also delivers a blow that dad and Ming are expecting by delivering flowers to Anna with the following message: Your father and Ming are having a bastard won ton. Hope the flowers soften the blow. Regards, Mother. I was almost in tears with laughter.
Anyways- Ben and Anna fall in love, and Anna moves in. It is around this point in time, that Anna becomes extremely jealous of the attention Ben receives from women, and how personable he seems to be in return. She decides that she's going to try to make him down, bring him more to her "average jane" level. And this is were I find the book going DOWN HILL. Anna's obsession with making him down and her levels of insecurity become all encompassing for her. It's disturbing to read...very single white female at times, I felt. When Ben's entire persona changes as his appearance changes, Anna doesn't like what she sees and what's she done to him. She tries to put him back, and instead, he breaks up with her. She attempts to come clean, but it back fires. Ben wants nothing to do with her.
Then we fast forward three years Anna's engaged and she sees Ben (who's returned to his former glory) at a Starbucks, the exchange friendly hellos they introduce each other to their new partners. The End.
It was funny haha in the beginning- then psycho- then POOF over. I didn't like the flow, I didn't like the middle... I really thought I was on my way to book that was going to be added in my top 10, and it flopped... There seemed to be a large disconnect from how the story started to the middle part of when Anna became psycho. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to finish it, it was so hard and disturbing to read.
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I recommend Such a Pretty Girl...and RUN to go out and buy the Jessica Darling series- you'll laugh, you'll cry, you won't be disappointed. The Makedown is take it or leave it, it was so good in the beginning, if you could just read that, and then put the book away, you'll be happy.
Rock out, literary style...
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