Can Brian Holloway save *these* 300?

At Home with Stephanie Smith author of Blog 300 Sandwiches andThe blog title? Come on, I had to. Too easy.

ANYWAY.

I’m sure you’ve heard about the woman who, after being told by her boyfriend that she was “300 sandwiches away from an engagement ring!”, is in fact making 300 sandwiches in order to get an engagement ring.

If you haven’t heard about it, I’ll wait until you’re done making barf noises before continuing.

Now, I’m not going to jump on the typical feminist bandwagon of trashing the girl and her relationship/marriage goals, and how ill-prepared she and he obviously are for marriage, yadda yadda — as easy as that may be. Because, I sort of see a different side of it.

It’s freakin’ brilliant. Pathetic, but brilliant and I’ll tell you why.

First of all, the woman is NY Post writer Stephanie Smith. So, awesome publicity for her. Secondly, she basically combined the bazillion blogs about relationships/engagement/love and the bazillion blogs about food/cooking/sharing pictures of yogurt cups, in order to make the biggest, fattest blog baby that picks on all the other blog babies on the playground. Continue reading

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Don’t date me yet

1219-engaged-woman-with-friends_weThe big move to Chi-city (I will never, ever call it that without being somewhat joking/impersonating a rapper) and getting engaged have often been news I’ve shared at the same time. So, it usually went like this:

Me: “We got engaged!”

Them:    🙂

Me: “…and we’re moving to Chicago!”

Them:   😦 but  🙂 … but  :(. Did you set a wedding date, yet? 🙂

And, to be honest, I’d feel a bit deflated — like they were saying, “OK I’m over your engagement news, so happy for ya, blah blah, nice ring, yep, blah…IT’S NOT REAL UNMoving-boxes2.7445211_stdLESS YOU HAVE A WEDDING DATE.”

And, my smile would either fade or just stay plastered on my face while my head would just shake “no”, because…we’re moving to Chicago. I guess I just also have packing, the drive out there, the new place and new area, the new job, decorating the new place, Moxie’s acclimation to the new place, finding new doctors, etc. etc. on my mind. I mean, I think it makes sense to actually get there and get settled before thinking about a wedding, no? Maybe I’m wrong, because when I’ve explained that to a couple people (women), they would just smile blankly, nod and shrug without saying a word. Continue reading