Friends
Inferiority Complex
Inferiority Complex
by Nicole Hanratty
It's not easy being the ultra-successful Tracy Bobbitt's friend.
Sure, there are days when she is ready to pull her hair out because
she has triple booked her 2:00 P.M. time slot with three different
appointments in three different counties to discuss ten new projects
of which she is completely overwhelmed by and I think, "Sucks to be
her!" But, truthfully, even then I am jealous.
This week alone, she is off to the east coast honoring her father--
along with a hundred other United States Senators--as he receives a
lifetime achievement award. In my lifetime I won't know anyone so
special as to deserve such accolades, yet this is her progenitor.
While at the same time, back on the west coast, this week her daughter
Jordan is off filming a movie--The Hangover--and her husband, Russell Bobbitt, is rocking the props on set. Did I mention that Tracy is also taking multiple orders from
elite stores such as Kitson, Beverly Hills which are clambering to get
her Crib Rock Couture on their shelves for the holidays? Read More...
by Nicole Hanratty
It's not easy being the ultra-successful Tracy Bobbitt's friend.
Sure, there are days when she is ready to pull her hair out because
she has triple booked her 2:00 P.M. time slot with three different
appointments in three different counties to discuss ten new projects
of which she is completely overwhelmed by and I think, "Sucks to be
her!" But, truthfully, even then I am jealous.
This week alone, she is off to the east coast honoring her father--
along with a hundred other United States Senators--as he receives a
lifetime achievement award. In my lifetime I won't know anyone so
special as to deserve such accolades, yet this is her progenitor.
While at the same time, back on the west coast, this week her daughter
Jordan is off filming a movie--The Hangover--and her husband, Russell Bobbitt, is rocking the props on set. Did I mention that Tracy is also taking multiple orders from
elite stores such as Kitson, Beverly Hills which are clambering to get
her Crib Rock Couture on their shelves for the holidays? Read More...
One Good Compliment
by Nicole Hanratty
Monday mornings are rarely, if ever, jump out of bed with a smile on your face days. Most of us struggle just to get our feet on the floor and find our way to the coffee pot.
Once we fill our mugs and start to wake up we face the reality of the emails chores and to do lists that must be dealt with for the day. We take a glance at the week at large and instantly begin to long for Friday already.
This morning was no different for me until I logged on to my computer and received the sweetest random compliment (Thank you L!) My negative mood took a turn for the positive side and my errands suddenly didn’t seem so humdrum anymore. Read More...
Cereal Diet
by Nicole Hanratty
I know my mother in law is panicking right now thinking that I’m about to announce that I have served my husband nothing but cereal for the past week. I can see her and her sister-in-law, (thanks for being one of my most loyal readers Aunt Carol), on the phone right now trying to determine if they should call Husband Protective Services on me. But hold on to those casseroles you’re about to rush over, your son has been eating just fine.
(For all of my serial dieting friends, this one’s for you.)
Rise and shine it’s six a.m.; time to disrobe, hit the scale, and decide whether this an “Egg’s benedict with pancakes on the side, I can eat whatever I want” day or an “I’ll just have fruit” kind of a morning. Will you be shoveling down cheese dip with Tostitos for lunch, (thanks for sharing with me T), or licking the wrapper of your Fi-Bar for extra morsels? Read More...
20 Year Reunion Crashers
August/08/2008 02:04 PM Filed in: Reunion | Events | Life of a Rock Star | Nicole Hanratty | Humor | Satire
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20-Year Reunion Crashers
by Nicole Hanratty
Chatsworth High School Class of 1988 had their twenty-year high school reunion last Saturday night and yours truly was among the younger classman who crashed in on it.
How could I resist?
No. 1 My sister, who so lovingly toted her younger sister out and about with her to all of the fun parties, was in that class. I couldn’t miss seeing all those older boys I hung out with while avoiding the less cool guys my own age and her fun loving girlfriends who never left me out of the joke. Read More...
I Always Wanted To
by Nicole Hanratty
Every morning I wake up, run to the mirror and check to see if it is finally visible and obvious! But each day, I walk away confused and wondering why there is nothing noticeably different about me.
It has to be a mistake. Or, maybe, other people can see it and I just can’t. There absolutely must be some type of sign on my forehead that reads, “Hey Strangers! Please tell me everything you have always wanted to do, but never have!” Read More...
Blending Fun
by Nicole Hanratty
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Some friends are worth a 5 a.m. wake up call and a lot of extra primping. I can’t think of very many people that could make me set my alarm clock for one minute earlier than my normal daily routine already requires, but Denise Estrada is definitely one of them.
Last Friday morning was an exercise in “How to feed the dependents, make the lunches, get through the carpool line, walk the dog, pluck your eyebrows, apply camera-ready make-up, work the hair into an acceptable style and slip into an outfit that doesn’t scream, ‘I’m dressed all wrong!’” Read More...
Charity Function Mayhem
by Nicole Hanratty
What could be more fun at a charity function than observing the “haves” put it all on the line for the “have-nots”? It’s certainly amusing to watch how the grown-ups behave when they get a night out to play...
What might you notice? Here’s my top ten checklist that hits the mark every time: Read More...
Lunch, Anyone?
by Nicole Hanratty
As I rifle through the laundry basket over-loaded with dirty clothes (clothes: |klō(ð
z| cotton items my husband forgot how to wash the day we said “I do&rdquo, I wish upon my ironing board for a day of luxurious retreat.S'il vous plaît aidez moi! Someone needs a day of sitting without demands!
Hmmm... Lunch anyone?
Needed: Co-conspiratorial indulgent women up for a mindless afternoon! No thinking required. Read More...
