The Original Jipsy

A Southern Gal Trapped in Yankee Land

30 Nov 2012

The mall

I hate the mall. I avoid it at all costs. However today here I am waiting on my Genius Bar appointment at the Apple store.

The mall smells like a combination of a giant pretzel and dirty feet. Gag.

People are disgusting. Do you think maybe you could WASH those pajamas before you wore them in public? Maybe instead of buying that shirt that’s cheaply made, overpriced and definitely not your size, you should invest it towards a good washing machine and some shampoo.

Ugh… Get me out of here

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26 Nov 2012

Film

My husbands niece invites us to a local pub to view a short film her fiancé helped on. We love this pub and come here a lot so it was easy to say yes. We have only met her fiance’s family once, at their engagement party, and they were such nice people. All of them, family and friends.

Tonight is no different. The pub is full of friends and family. We are the outsiders, along with our niece who has no family here other than us. Yet she seems completely at home. And we feel the same, they are welcoming yet unintrusive.

And I have an 11% abv in my hand so all is well. The film is 30 minutes late. I will let you know about that tomorrow.

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25 Nov 2012

Delusional

“When you believe the delusion of your past, you create the illusion of who you think you are.”

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09 Nov 2012

Day 1

It’s my day off. Basically I get one a week in my line of work. Occasionally two. But today’s the day.

I just turned 50. Literally a week ago tomorrow. Haven’t had a period since 9/23 and was so blissfully ecstatic.

Until today.

Now here I sit, two cosmos and a hamburger later at a bar I’ve never been in before, debating the third. (Cosmo, not hamburger!)

On a side note, tomorrow is the engagement party (after work for me, of course) of my niece and trust me this is not a happy occasion.

On a good note, my older female bartender has a snappy attitude to go with her snappy short obviously natural dyed haircut and this I like.

I am thinking of court reporter school.

You’ll get used to my trains of thought I promise.

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