I saw this post floating around the interwebs, and I had to share. I am a huge supporter of indie business and I far prefer buying things from small companies over larger chains and corporations. This is even more important during times of recession.

Here are some links to a few of my favorite small shops around Anchorage, AK~

1. Bella Boutique
2. Modern Dwellers Chocolate Lounge
3. Lulu E Bebe
4. Namaste Shangri-La
5. Circular
6. Second Run Upscale Resale

If you want to pass this along, here is a link to where you can get a badge or flyer!

I randomly happened across a blog in the blog-o-sphere (like ya do) and I saw this meme for “Two truths and a lie” which is knee slappingly funny, because I literally used this as an ice breaker in class this very morning. It’s one of my favorites, as always yeilds entertaining results- especially when your participants are entry level employees and haven’t quite grasped the concept of “professionalism” yet. I suppose some people don’t feel it’s an over-share to tell a room full of coworkers that their previous job was as an exotic dancer by way of using a silly lie like “I love asparagus”

Anyhoo, I’ll play along and post my three. You get to guess what my lie is!!

1) My first car was a pink 1989 Dodge Colt Vista with an awesome sound system
2) Lima Beans trigger my gag reflex
3) My brother is an Emmy nominated special effects makeup artist

Comment with your guess!! If you play too, be sure to link me so I can guess yours :)

I know I’ve been super quiet lately- but there’s been a reason!

As of 5/22, I will be among the many Americans who are unemployed. The difference, however, is that my graceful exit from the corporate world is by choice. I put in my notice on Monday and I am going freelance. I am shedding the constrictive skin of being a 9-5 employee contained within the ugly, gray walls of a cubicle. I am taking on more hours with Conversify, an amazing woman-owned social media marketing company that I have been working with part time since November. I’m also taking this time to move my makeup artistry business forward as much as possible (so far that part is going fantastic!)

I’ll get into this more when I remember to start posting before I pop an ambien. I’ll wrap this up before it gets weird :)

In the midst of my packing and hauling fuss, I made a little purchase for myself… an item I had been coveting for months. Not sure why I had to talk myself into spending $17 when I’ve been known to drop far more on a whim, but it took me awhile. Perhaps it was the risk of super herpes.

Anyway, I finally did it. I bought myself….

A SNUGGIE. Yes my lovelies, I am one of those people… and let me just say, I LOVE IT. This little tribute to modern American ingenuity has snugged it’s way into my heart. It couldn’t have come at a better time, as my new roommate keeps her house at 62 degrees- if I didn’t have my snuggie, I would have surely frozen to death by now. To the skeptics saying such foolish things as “why don’t you just wear a robe backwards?!” I SAY NAY! It is totally different. Well, not THAT different, but it would have to be an enormous robe- and if you’ve robe shopped lately, you know they are more than $17. I am a lifetime snuggie convert, and I shall remain enveloped in it’s cozy embrace for all time.

Oh, and yes, I cut my rapunzel hair off! Power bob FTW!

Ah, moving. Such a pleasurable experience, no? To give you an idea of the deeply rooted adoration I have for moving, allow me to give you some examples of things I love just as much:

• Root canals, minus the nitrus because my dental insurance doesn’t cover it anymore
• Wal-Mart on Black Friday
• Getting a bikini wax from a beauty student

Seriously though, the last two weeks of my life has been spent in a whirlwind of trash, packaging tape, and selling my stuff for pennies on craigslist. I am staying with one of my best friends until hubs gets back, and I am looking forward to this Thursday when I hand over the keys to my property manager, pat her on the ass and tell her it’s been real.

I celebrated my new digs yesterday by taking an unnecessarily long and deliciously hot shower. The kind that would have ran out of water in about 4.5 minutes at my last place. I also didn’t have to karate chop the knob to make it only spray with half as much pressure. It’s the simple things, folks.

Ok, so I’m still recovering from my epic weekend, which just goes to show that a) I’m getting really old and b) this kind of behavior was much better suited to me in college.

Seeing as how Jenny wrote this much more eloquently than I could possibly muster, I will repost her recount of this past Saturday night. See below.

Groupies: Yer Doooin it Rong! by JennyFast.com

How to be a groupie:

1-Actually GO TO the concert when a band comes into town.

2-KNOW the name of the band.

3-When asked if you want to ride in the band limo, ACCEPT.

4-Again, KNOW the name of the band.

5- Allow the rich band members to buy you drinks.

6- KNOW THE NAME OF THE BAND.

And now… How to Be a Groupie, Jenny Style:

1-Do not go to the John Michael Montgomery concert in Anchorage on Saturday night. Have dinner with girlfriends Jen, Sam and Molly and proceed to get drunk on wine at the trendy Crush restaurant. Barhop and go look for Annie at bars downtown .

2-Meet band members Rusty Van Sickle and Mark Burch hanging out with Annie (who actually did go to the concert) at Rum Runners. Don’t recognize them. Also meet and do not recognize John Michael Montgomery. Sing at the top of your lungs along with a song they play when it comes on the loudspeakers. Don’t get any of the words right. (*UPDATED: Who even knows all of the words to “Sold/Grundy County Auction” anyway?? I just make up my own.)

3-Keep calling them “Montgomery” and “Gentry”.

4-Laugh at them when they ask if you want to ride in the band’s limo. Make them walk around the corner with you to go to The Avenue Bar.

5-Buy THEM drinks, even though you are broke and drunk and they are rich.

6-When the bars close, do not take the band’s limo back to the band’s hotel room to party more on their dime. Instead, take AND PAY FOR a shitty cab to your friend Jen’s house. Don’t even find a cab that will fit all 7 of you, but split up into two shitty cabs.

7-Pretend to be a master mixologist with champagne, vodka, tonic, and cranberry juice cranberry-grapefruit Sobe. Spill each and every single one of those items, separately. Drop and break a glass. Or maybe a plate.

8-Make Montgomery and Gentry drink your concotion of champagne, mango vodka, cranberry juice, tonic, cut up strawberries that you dropped on the floor, and maybe some water as a filler. Spill a tray of ice cubes. Laugh hysterically while band members try to clean up ice cubes for you.

9-If you are Molly (a vegan) and Jen (a meat-eater), proceed to go change into dueling tshirts that say, respectively, “Vegetarian” and “Vegetarians Taste Better.” Model them for band members.

10- Pull up Facebook on your TV and make Montgomery (Mark) accept you as his Facebook friend before letting him and Gentry (Rusty) leave so he can catch a plane at 6am.

11- Pass out.

I like our way better. Thanks to Jen, Sam, Molly and Annie for a memorable night that I barely remember. Also thanks to Montgomery and Gentry, we hope you made it to the airport on time! :)

Standby!!!