There
are those moments in our 20s that you do or say something that makes
you realize, I am a grown up! When did that happen? Last time I
checked I was still a bubbly sorority girl, didn’t know what a budget
was, and dating boys based on their fraternity affiliation. Clearly
times have changed. Here is a list of the moments when you realize you
are a grown up.
1) You ASK for kitchen gadgets for Christmas/ Birthday, and receiving them actually makes you excited.
I
truly love my new Crock Pot and plan on asking for a food processor for
my birthday. You know what they say, the way to a man’s heart is
through his stomach. Too bad I use these utensils to make my tummy
bigger. Kate Moss had it wrong! Several things taste better than
skinny feels.
2) You are up to watch Good Morning America every weekday.
My
day would not begin without Robin, George, Josh, Lara, and Sam keeping
me informed, making me laugh, and bringing tears to my eyes. One thing
that does bother me is all the ladies that have signs that say, “Marry
me Josh!” They are jumping the gun! If I was going to have a sign
outside GMA it would say, “Josh, go on a date with me?” He obviously is
not going to marry someone without getting to know them. DUH!
3) You have more than one suit in your closet and you actually wear them.
To
me nothing says adult with a real job more than a suit. I only wear
mine on certain occasions, but they are there at the ready. I even have
a seersucker one - every Southern professional should! At this
juncture, I would like to take the time to say I do not own nor will I
ever endorse a woman’s pant suit! We are not men, so why should we try
to be by wearing the most unflattering form of women’s clothing ever
invented? It may be a man’s world, but I will not forge ahead in a pant
suit. (Sorry Hillary!)
4) You start DVRing the Nightly News.
The
fact that you even watch the news proves you are a grown up. If you
allow it to take up precious space on your DVR, there is no denying you
are an actual adult. So you may watch it drunk after happy hour. The
sheer fact that it is there on your DVR makes it an adult move. (This
is a shout out to Chloe. I am too poor for DVR.)
5) When you go shopping with everything you try on you say “and I could wear it to work.”
Lets
face it, when you are an adult about 80% of the time you are in “work”
clothes. I find the need to justify everything I buy. When you make
peanuts - seriously circus elephants make more than me - you justify why
you are putting yourself in debt. I find no better reason to go into
debt than fashion. If I do not look good, how will I ever be able to
marry rich and be a lady of leisure?
6) Tax day actually means something to you.
7) You abandoned the discreet “back massager” for the kind that has to come in discreet packaging.
Enough said.
8) You dislike getting older.
Remember
when you use to count half years? Remember when you used to have a fake
ID because you couldn’t wait to be 21? Now you just celebrate
birthdays over again. I know several ladies, not naming names, that
have celebrated an early 20s birthday several times over. For me after
this one I will continue to celebrate 25 for the next 5 years. Besides,
doesn’t everyone know that you should never ask a lady about her age.
9) You save your own money to buy a piece of Furniture.
My
red couch is lovely, even if it is from Ikea. After a year of saving I
bought it all by myself, and I could not be prouder. My apartment
looks so much more put together. Yep, like real adults live there. So,
new, never-been-owned-by-anyone-else, purchased-by-you furniture is a
sign that you care about your place, and caring means you are a true
grown up.
10) You glance for a ring.
When
you encounter an attractive member of the opposite sex, you do a ring
check. Is that certain finger on their left hand bare? Free ring
finger means free reign to flirt. Flirting with a married man is tacky
and brings on some bad karma. I want my future husband to be faithful,
and other people to be respectful of our relationship. I must confess
that there was one time in my life that I blatantly flirted with a
married man. I was 10 Red Bull-vodkas in, and he looked JUST LIKE Jude
Law! Nothing came of it, of course, but I know I have some bad juju
coming my way for that one.
Different
people take growing up in different ways. Some people do it with
grace, and some people refuse to grow up at all. Moral of the story,
whether we like it or not, we eventually start doing things that only
adults do. For you it may not be the things on this list, but I bet if
you thought about it you have a few of your own.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Introducing the Power Players
I
realize that I should probably introduce all of you to the lovely
ladies that are constants in my life and will make regular appearances
in the blog. So here is the cheat sheet to my friends. The Power
Players, if you will.
Chloe: Chloe is my sounding board and my voice of reason. She is a witty midwestern girl who is very proud of her Chicago roots. I often forget that she is a little older than me because we just understand each other. She is my person. You know that person that you would call in any situation, and no matter what, you know you can count on them. She can rock a shift dress and for a Yankee, her hair teasing skills are amazing.
Vivian: Vivian, Vivi for short, is my sassy fashion-forward friend. If you want to know anything about any celebrity, I bet Vivi knows it. She has the gift to make me laugh unlike anyone else. She is quite the performer when she rocks the mic at karaoke. She is out of town for business for the next few months, and I feel like a piece of me is missing!
Mary: Mary is our non-Jersey Jersey girl. She has an infectious laugh that I could pick out of any crowd. The boys love Mary and her chill, laid-back attitude. She is the kind of pretty that takes no effort. I envy her confidence and relaxed approach at life.
Betsy: Betsy is my wonderful roommate. She is another Midwestern girl and my sorority sister (different schools). Her big hair bows and love for odd foreign films make her a true hipster. She is truly beautiful inside and out, but sometimes I wish she could see herself the way I see her. Strong and full of faith, I find myself inspired by her.
Claire: Claire is my West-Coast mystery wrapped in an enigma. She is an old soul even though she is the youngest. I think she is just starting to come into her own and figuring out what it means to be Claire. One thing I do know, Claire has a kind, warm heart.
Skyler: Skyler is yet another Chicago girl. She is sporty yet girly. If you see Skyler, you are bound to get one of her famous hugs. She is so open to people and what they have to bring to her life.
Tori: Tori is a straight shooter. She doesn’t play games. She likes what she likes and doesn't apologize for it. Maybe that is how she found herself a part of one of the best couples I have ever met. She and Peter have a level of trust that you don’t see in many relationships. Because they have trust, they can just enjoy each other and their friends.
These are not all of the fabulous people that bless my life in DC with fun and friendship. I am lucky to have a large group of amazing people that make up my world here, too many to fit in one post.
Chloe: Chloe is my sounding board and my voice of reason. She is a witty midwestern girl who is very proud of her Chicago roots. I often forget that she is a little older than me because we just understand each other. She is my person. You know that person that you would call in any situation, and no matter what, you know you can count on them. She can rock a shift dress and for a Yankee, her hair teasing skills are amazing.
Vivian: Vivian, Vivi for short, is my sassy fashion-forward friend. If you want to know anything about any celebrity, I bet Vivi knows it. She has the gift to make me laugh unlike anyone else. She is quite the performer when she rocks the mic at karaoke. She is out of town for business for the next few months, and I feel like a piece of me is missing!
Mary: Mary is our non-Jersey Jersey girl. She has an infectious laugh that I could pick out of any crowd. The boys love Mary and her chill, laid-back attitude. She is the kind of pretty that takes no effort. I envy her confidence and relaxed approach at life.
Betsy: Betsy is my wonderful roommate. She is another Midwestern girl and my sorority sister (different schools). Her big hair bows and love for odd foreign films make her a true hipster. She is truly beautiful inside and out, but sometimes I wish she could see herself the way I see her. Strong and full of faith, I find myself inspired by her.
Claire: Claire is my West-Coast mystery wrapped in an enigma. She is an old soul even though she is the youngest. I think she is just starting to come into her own and figuring out what it means to be Claire. One thing I do know, Claire has a kind, warm heart.
Skyler: Skyler is yet another Chicago girl. She is sporty yet girly. If you see Skyler, you are bound to get one of her famous hugs. She is so open to people and what they have to bring to her life.
Tori: Tori is a straight shooter. She doesn’t play games. She likes what she likes and doesn't apologize for it. Maybe that is how she found herself a part of one of the best couples I have ever met. She and Peter have a level of trust that you don’t see in many relationships. Because they have trust, they can just enjoy each other and their friends.
These are not all of the fabulous people that bless my life in DC with fun and friendship. I am lucky to have a large group of amazing people that make up my world here, too many to fit in one post.
Monday, April 23, 2012
Roller Coaster of Emotions
I
don’t even know how I am functioning this morning after the true
roller coaster of emotions I put myself through this weekend!
I never pass up a chance for a moment of nostalgia, so of course I had to go see Titanic in 3D! I went with my friends Chloe and Claire. I knew Chloe and I would cry, but Claire was the surprise crier. She had crocodile tears pouring down her face. But who could blame her, it's Titanic! It builds you up, gives you hope in true love, then rips you down with a million moments of sadness. Knowing that people really died on that boat, really suffered through the turmoil, fear, and pain is overwhelming. I can’t even count the amount of times I cried. Downfall to 3D glasses is that they fog up with tears. They really should have considered that.
Just as Friday was a heart-wrenching, tear-jerking adventure, Saturday was heart-warming and full of moments of true joy. I knew watching Jeopardy being taped was going to be exciting, but I did not know it was going to be so ellating. Thanks to a lovely gentleman (usually I would refer to him as a 13 year old stuck in a 25 year-old body), Chloe and I had VIP tickets to Jeopardy! Chloe is a true Jeopardy fan. She DVRs it everyday, and it is her dream to be a contestant. We got into D.A.R. Constitution Hall and were ushered to the 10th row in the center section. This was exciting enough as we watched some of America’s “Power Players” in their warm-up game. Then the man himself came out, Alex Trebek.
During the commercial breaks, Alex took questions from the audience. He was quick, witty, and very down-to-earth. I wish I had a job I love as much as he loves his. Then again, who wouldn’t love being a tv host? I actually got to ask him a question. I got a little nervous, but I felt my question was good. I asked him, “Besides Jeopardy, what is his favorite television show of all time?” He pulled through with the classic Law and Order. Nice choice, Alex.
While asking a question was great, Anderson Cooper walking on stage made my heart almost jumped out of my chest! See, Anderson Cooper is one of my favorite people! The silver fox is just fascinating to me. I watch his daytime talk show every day. (Shh don’t tell my boss!) I love how goofy and slightly self-deprecating he can be. He doesn’t apologize for being a dork, and his attitude on life inspires me. I think I may have bruised Chloe’s arm with my excessive, excited, girly hand spasms. Just being in the same room with him was like a dream come true! Every time he answered a question or made a joke my heart just warmed! In fact, I actually think every time I looked at Chloe, I said, “He just warms my heart!”
My favorite celebrities are the ones I let into my world every day. They are the hosts of talk shows and people I follow closely on Twitter. I would be more excited to meet the anchors of Good Morning America, Kelly Ripa, or Anderson Cooper than almost anyone. (With the exception of Rob Lowe - my ideal man!) Its the people that share their lives with me that feel like they are apart of mine. The only downside to our AMAZING seats was the group of douchey guys behind us. They were clearly drunk, kept asking each other about the hockey game, and were BOOING my boy Anderson Cooper. I thought I might have to fight for Anderson’s honor with the trashy meat heads. I mean, one stilled lived in their mother’s house. That made us feel prettttty good about ourselves. One of their laughs made Chloe’s skin crawl. She described it as similar to the laugh of Eric in Billy Madison, you know the weasel laugh. They finally left halfway through Anderson’s episode. I truly do not understand the audacity of some people.
This weekend I laughed, I cried, and I almost punched a guy. True roller coaster of emotions, and that only gets you through Saturday. Keep coming back for more!
I never pass up a chance for a moment of nostalgia, so of course I had to go see Titanic in 3D! I went with my friends Chloe and Claire. I knew Chloe and I would cry, but Claire was the surprise crier. She had crocodile tears pouring down her face. But who could blame her, it's Titanic! It builds you up, gives you hope in true love, then rips you down with a million moments of sadness. Knowing that people really died on that boat, really suffered through the turmoil, fear, and pain is overwhelming. I can’t even count the amount of times I cried. Downfall to 3D glasses is that they fog up with tears. They really should have considered that.
Just as Friday was a heart-wrenching, tear-jerking adventure, Saturday was heart-warming and full of moments of true joy. I knew watching Jeopardy being taped was going to be exciting, but I did not know it was going to be so ellating. Thanks to a lovely gentleman (usually I would refer to him as a 13 year old stuck in a 25 year-old body), Chloe and I had VIP tickets to Jeopardy! Chloe is a true Jeopardy fan. She DVRs it everyday, and it is her dream to be a contestant. We got into D.A.R. Constitution Hall and were ushered to the 10th row in the center section. This was exciting enough as we watched some of America’s “Power Players” in their warm-up game. Then the man himself came out, Alex Trebek.
During the commercial breaks, Alex took questions from the audience. He was quick, witty, and very down-to-earth. I wish I had a job I love as much as he loves his. Then again, who wouldn’t love being a tv host? I actually got to ask him a question. I got a little nervous, but I felt my question was good. I asked him, “Besides Jeopardy, what is his favorite television show of all time?” He pulled through with the classic Law and Order. Nice choice, Alex.
While asking a question was great, Anderson Cooper walking on stage made my heart almost jumped out of my chest! See, Anderson Cooper is one of my favorite people! The silver fox is just fascinating to me. I watch his daytime talk show every day. (Shh don’t tell my boss!) I love how goofy and slightly self-deprecating he can be. He doesn’t apologize for being a dork, and his attitude on life inspires me. I think I may have bruised Chloe’s arm with my excessive, excited, girly hand spasms. Just being in the same room with him was like a dream come true! Every time he answered a question or made a joke my heart just warmed! In fact, I actually think every time I looked at Chloe, I said, “He just warms my heart!”
My favorite celebrities are the ones I let into my world every day. They are the hosts of talk shows and people I follow closely on Twitter. I would be more excited to meet the anchors of Good Morning America, Kelly Ripa, or Anderson Cooper than almost anyone. (With the exception of Rob Lowe - my ideal man!) Its the people that share their lives with me that feel like they are apart of mine. The only downside to our AMAZING seats was the group of douchey guys behind us. They were clearly drunk, kept asking each other about the hockey game, and were BOOING my boy Anderson Cooper. I thought I might have to fight for Anderson’s honor with the trashy meat heads. I mean, one stilled lived in their mother’s house. That made us feel prettttty good about ourselves. One of their laughs made Chloe’s skin crawl. She described it as similar to the laugh of Eric in Billy Madison, you know the weasel laugh. They finally left halfway through Anderson’s episode. I truly do not understand the audacity of some people.
This weekend I laughed, I cried, and I almost punched a guy. True roller coaster of emotions, and that only gets you through Saturday. Keep coming back for more!
Friday, April 20, 2012
Hello World
Why do I want to bear my heart and soul to a bunch of strangers (and the friends I force to read it) on the Internet? I could lie, and say I have intimacy issues or that my parents never hugged me, but I don’t see the need. The truth is I love to write, and all my little blurbs that are on napkins or scraps of paper are going to waste. Besides, why does anyone really write a Blog anyway? I just hope to make you laugh, occasionally cry, and keep you coming back for more.
That being said, I guess you should know a little about me. My name is Harper Waverly, I am 24 years-old and rapidly approaching my quarter-of-a-century mark. YIKES! I am a Southern transplant living in our Nation’s Capitol, Washington, D.C. I am a curvaceous blonde who hates diets but am always on one. I believe that there are 2 things that get you most places in life: big blue eyes and Southern charm.
I have a disaster of a love life that I am sure you will hear about all too frequently. I am living my dream, working in the field I studied. Too bad someone didn’t tell me that my dream involved answering phones and dealing with other peoples crazy ass-shit! Life lesson learned: nothing ever lives up to your expectations (except maybe cake).
Despite my shitty job and lackluster love life, I have an amazing group of friends! I mean, these girls are the kind of friends that you wait a lifetime for. We are from all over the country, different political parties, and all have something very unique about us. We may be slightly codependent, but I don’t see it as an issue. It’s certainly not strange to have a constant conversation with 8 of your best friends on gmail, right? Maybe 200+ emails a day is excessive, but what we all have for lunch each day is important! It's part of what makes us work.
So that is me in a nutshell. I am excited for the fun to begin! Keep logging on and reading about my misadventures and crazy views.
That being said, I guess you should know a little about me. My name is Harper Waverly, I am 24 years-old and rapidly approaching my quarter-of-a-century mark. YIKES! I am a Southern transplant living in our Nation’s Capitol, Washington, D.C. I am a curvaceous blonde who hates diets but am always on one. I believe that there are 2 things that get you most places in life: big blue eyes and Southern charm.
I have a disaster of a love life that I am sure you will hear about all too frequently. I am living my dream, working in the field I studied. Too bad someone didn’t tell me that my dream involved answering phones and dealing with other peoples crazy ass-shit! Life lesson learned: nothing ever lives up to your expectations (except maybe cake).
Despite my shitty job and lackluster love life, I have an amazing group of friends! I mean, these girls are the kind of friends that you wait a lifetime for. We are from all over the country, different political parties, and all have something very unique about us. We may be slightly codependent, but I don’t see it as an issue. It’s certainly not strange to have a constant conversation with 8 of your best friends on gmail, right? Maybe 200+ emails a day is excessive, but what we all have for lunch each day is important! It's part of what makes us work.
So that is me in a nutshell. I am excited for the fun to begin! Keep logging on and reading about my misadventures and crazy views.
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