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The End of Lent . . . and the Beginning of Something Better

Happy Easter!  Lent is over, with $40, a buck per curse word, in the One Great Hour of Sharing envelope.  One curse word per day–that’s a considerable change from my usual vulgarity.  AWP tried my fortitude considerably, but otherwise, I held pretty strong.  Even during G.I. Joe: Retaliation. (I cannot get over how completely idiotic this movie is.  It’s become a bit of an obsession.)

But I’m not looking forward to getting back to celebrity gossip and cursing.  I won’t have to put a dollar in the kitty each time I do it, but it wasn’t like I was counting down the days until I could drop a casual f-bomb or see what Lindsey Lohan was up to (spoiler alert: no good).  I feel a little cleaner, a little less weighed down.  It’s a feeling you can only get on Easter Sunday, when the sun is shining and the Peeps are peeping and it finally, finally seems like spring might actually arrive.

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The Day The Blogs Crossed Paths

“An affair can overlap, of course” Helen Gurley Brown, Sex and the Single Girl

HGB is all about dating married men, so today, I asked my friend Eeon, (married to the awesome Bridget) to accompany me to see G.I. Joe: Retaliation.  And since Eeon does the Canned Laser podcast with Pete (one of my Most Eligible Bachelors) I decided to invite him along too . . . after all, since HGB says I can date two men at once, why not go out with them at the same time?  I’m a busy girl, after all.  Also, this way, I shielded Ian from having to sit through a movie that was almost as good as The Room.

Some quick thoughts about the movie: Walton Goggins was extra-Goggins-y, just eating scenery and loving it.  He rocked a pink oxford (Note to guys: You cannot do this.  Do not even try) and his scenes were over too soon in a really drag way.  It wasn’t as clever as his performance in Predators or as deep as his portrayal of Shane Vendrell in The Shield.  But it was amusing for a few minutes in an otherwise torturous movie devoid of soul, heart, or original dialogue.

But the company was great.  We had pizza and wings afterwards at the Depot, and they made me laugh, like they always do.

Guys, here’s the secret to getting a great girl (like Bridget).  Be funny.  And not funny in that way that you can quote Anchorman.  Be genuinely funny.  Learn to tell a joke or a good story.  That way , no matter what, you can always show a girl (even ones you’re not dating) a good time.

Even at G.I. Joe.