When I hear people passionately defend a woman's right to whip out her boob in public and openly let her baby (or in some cases, toddler) go to town on her nipple, calling it "a natural thing", I often consider asking them if they'd have a problem if my boyfriend whipped out his penis and started masturbating at the table next to them. After all, it too is a "natural thing."Just something to ponder. By the way, its also Shark Week. As a friend pointed out to me tonight, maybe its the same thing? Happy feeding...
2. ....deleted this post due to incorrect info.... guess I should change the title to 4 Things!
3. Earlier this week, I woke up to find that it apparently wasn't as lonely of a night as I thought. No, instead, I had been visited by a friend, in my sleep, while completely unaware. You see, it appears I had been kissed (or rather, bitten) by a spider. Lovely. My lower lip was nice and fat on one side (the least he could have done was kiss me twice so that I might get the Angelina look!). And just when I thought it was bad enough, about 2 hours into my day, the allergic reaction began. So to go along with my lopsided lip, a nice little rash that resembles some sort of herpes-like infection developed. And the kicker? Tomorrow is my 10-year high school reunion. Hi, my name is Sara. Remember me? I didn't have sex in high school but I clearly made up for lost time as I now have what looks like a nasty STI on my f*ing face. Oh, this is so my life.
4. The People's Daily Online published an article last month about the latest (and possibly most creative) attempt to eradicate Dengue Fever. Scientists are looking at the possibility of sterilizing male mosquitoes that carry the disease and genetically engineering the species so that offspring who are carrying it never fully develop. Its kind of like preventing unwanted pregnancies for at-risk bugs (hmmm... maybe we should offer this up in high schools, too). There are, of course, many unknowns associated with this developing idea, including the fear of creating a "Frankenstein Mosquito." Really, you should probably just read the full article....
5. While it is no longer my full time line of work, I still find myself planning 3 to 4 weddings a year. And this last weekend, even after almost 9 years of experience, I had a wedding first. This particular wedding took place on 2 different boats - one for the ceremony, which cruised around Lake Union, and one for the reception, which remained docked on the northend. Because the ceremony boat would not dock until just before the reception would start, we planned it so that I would not be onboard during the ceremony (with the right amount of prep, planning, and practice this can be done). Therefore I could prep the reception boat before guests arrived. Before the ceremony boat set sail, however, I arrived to set up, round up the wedding party, and do any last minute fire extinguishing. As I'm pinning the the last few corsages on the grandmothers, I hear the captain of the boat come on over the loudspeaker. After welcoming the guests to the vessel, he says, "We'll be on our way shortly, folks. We are dropping our lines and pulling away as I speak." Shiiiiiitttt!!!! I all but throw the rest of the corsages at the remaining patiently waiting grandmothers, flash a here-goes-nothin' look at the groom who is standing next to me, and then take off running from one end of the boat to the other, dodging oblivious guests and grabbing things I need as I go. I run to the bow, down the stairs and without thinking, duck under the chain and leap off of the boat and onto the dock just in time. I turn to see the crew (who had been flailing their arms and telling me to wait) looking puzzled and the groom wide-eyed and wearing one of the biggest smiles I've seen from him yet. If we could reach each other, a high five would have definitely be in order. Someone later in the night referred to it as Extreme Wedding Coordinating. Ha! Extreme wedding coordinating... take that, Martha Stewart!
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