Invitation

4/10

Had good friends over for dinner, last night. Before saying good night, we talked about when to meet next. I loaded up google calendar. My friend could see I was a novice at this. "Watch this," he told me, as he proceeded to click a button on my calendar to email himself the time and date.

"But I don't have an account set up for this..."

"Watch!" He was clearly impressed with what was about to happen.

He pulled his blackberry from his pocket. Up and down he scrolled with his thumb, looking for the email I apparently just sent from google calendar.

He finally looked up at me. "You're... Ginky Snowflake? Seriously! Ginky...?? What the hell?"

EXACTLY. What the hell just happened here?  I should have told him it was my porn star name and that I was just having fun. "It's a... I don't know... a pseudonym!" I spitted out. Why did I just say that? Now he knew I was hiding something, probably writing something. 

Okay, dear friends. If you've found yourselves here, why hello! Let me just spare you the trouble and tell you what a truly boring and time-wasting read this is. These are the ramblings of a privileged suburban mom who needs to get a life. Trust me. Very boring stuff.