Do we look shiny & beautiful? We should, because we'd just had a beauty make-over! Five of us got together for an evening of hors d'oeuvres (I single-handedly devoured an entire plate of cheese!) and fun! You can tell by the smiles on our faces that our task was accomplished!
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The Break-Over

Tonight my girlfriend & I went to the most fabulous event...Greg Behrendt (author of He's Just Not that into You) and his wife held a book signing/talk about their new literary venture, It's Called a Breakup Because it's Over!). Imagine 200 ladies (no exageration here) packed into an intimate, candlelit venue (we strategically placed ourselves upfront & center on the nice cozy couch with a Super Fox each), while Greg & his wife bantered about the hilarity of our girly break-up brains (drunken phone calls, wearing his sweater, thinking there's "hope" even though he's got a new girlfriend!) We were laughing our pretty little heads off! And to top it all off, my friend won the raffled "Break-up Kit," which included, amungst other things, a voodoo doll! Hehehe...Seeing as her divorce was final just one month ago, I found this very appropriate! As I type she's probably sitting in her bubble bath, eating chocolate & stabbing her little heart out (or his!) Hehehe...
I highly recommend anyone pick up Greg's book...Even if you're not currently going through a breakup, you've surely suffered through one before...and I know you need a laugh!
I'll leave you with an excerpt from the book:
It's past two in the morning. You're on your third glass of wine. You're wearing his sweater because it still smells like him (and quite frankly, he never really smelled that great, but we'll give it to you). Stamp out that dumb French cigarette and put down that phone. No really, don't make that call. Why? Because you're not that girl, looking for another chance with someone who has proven himself unworthy of your greatness. You're not that girl, sitting alone with a box of tissues when a world full of possibilities waits outside her door. Starting right here, right now, it's time to dry your tears, put down that pint of ice cream, log out of his email, and open this book to chapter one--and start turning your breakup into a break-over.

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A Letter I Wrote Today...

Thunder cracks overhead in an announcement of autumn's arrival, and sheets of rain turned to ice hit the pavement with a pounding roar outside my open window. I have just stepped in from an afternoon in the city and am thankful that Mother Nature waited for my safe return before opening up her skies for my enjoyment. The clouds may have turned gray, but my mood is lightened instantly by this beautiful, stormy display.

These are the moments that I am reminded to slow down, "smell the roses," and be thankful for the glorious days I've been given. For a storm calls me to be still...to close my eyes and pay close attention to each of my senses, and to listen to what is going on not just outside, but inside as well. Today I have chosen to feel the electricity in the air and allow it to energize my spirit. For fall is a time of renewal, and today is just the beginning!