This week has been stellar weather-wise with temps in the low to mid 60s F and loads of sunshine. On Wednesday I ate lunch picnic-style with friends in the park as we watched what is possibly the most boring so-called sport in the world – cricket. Seriously, people, if part of the uniform calls for you to wear a sweater vest, it’s not a real sport.
Anyhoo, that hour in the sun resulted in me getting sunburned. No, not on my face. (Thank you moisturizer with SPF.) Instead, I managed to burn the skin on my upper chest exposed by my v-neck shirt. It is of course in the shape of a downward pointing triangle. Truly a classy burn. And apparently quite noticeable since my sister could even see it when we video-chatted later that night.
That’ll teach me to take the English sun for granted. Contrary to popular belief, it does work here. At least sometimes.
They say it’s your birthday...
This weekend is a major birthday milestone for my best friend, Ellen. Sports fanatic that she is, she’ll be spending her b-day watching overpaid baseball players ‘earn’ their keep. It makes her happy though, so I’m all for it.
In honor of Ellen, here’s a David Letterman-esque top ten list of why she is my best friend and ‘adopted’ sister.
10 – Bitched out the desk staff at a London hostel who were going to make me sleep on skanky unwashed sheets.
9 – Shared in my giddy, conspiracy theory-induced fear when we saw a very full body bag being smuggled out of the hospital loading dock across from our dorm by two secret service guys.
8 – Did not mock me too much when I kept watching A League of Their Own for about a month straight. [Editor’s note: In my defense, HBO was playing that movie around the clock at the time. You couldn’t avoid watching it if you tried.]
7 – Was the sole exterminator of the roaches that lived with us sophomore year because I was a total pansy and just ran away from them.
6 – Actually got me interested in baseball for a time.
5 – Sends my mom a Christmas card every year. It’s the first thing my mother shows me when I arrive home for the holidays.
4 – Is the only person I know who can consistently beat me at the movie game.
3 – Stalks celebrities on the streets of NYC and calls me (at least when I lived in the states) while she’s doing it.
2 – Knows and can perform the choreography to almost all ‘N Sync videos. (That’s talent, my friends.)
1 – May actually get to see Colin Firth in the flesh sometime soon and has promised to try to get something for me as a memento. Classy girl that I am, I have asked her to dry hump his leg for me should the opportunity present itself.
Happy birthday, Ellen. Enjoy your day at the ballpark.
And to everyone else—have a great weekend.