we caused a ruckus with our loud laughter, ooing and ahhing over the delicious food, and trying to make our male waiter blush. all of which are pretty standard occurrences for when we all get together.
another common occurrence is when always a bridesmaid and i decide to talk "blog talk".
blosse (blog + posse)
blend (blog + friend)
blogma (blog + drama)**
blival (blog + rival)*
blunt (blog + you know what)
the above is reason #294 why blogging makes smart, successful, professional women giggle/act like we are still in high school.
we are awesome. the proof is in the pudding.
anywho, after the three hours at the fig we decided to walk over to bier market to turn this happy hour into a real party...
but as we were walking a girl that always a bridesmaid randomly knows came up to us and it was apparent she knew a lot more about us because she reads our blogs. long story short she starts talking to me about how she met another cleveland blogger recently who didn't like me or my blog.
according to this random girl this blogger actually called me his/her "blog nemesis"! I'M A BLOG NEMESIS, SWEET! in my words though it would be blival* - blival is way cooler.
at first i was pissed, because i personally know the blogger in real life, but then i was like who the heck does this random girl think she is to come up to me and start shit (blogma**) like that.
reason #295 why blogging is like high school, cliques and all. you know i'm right - don't deny it.
after anger came hysterical laughing (the wine helped), and the whole situation became more and more comical to me. i kinda felt flattered.
so the next morning as i was emailing with the accused "blog nemesis" (we are fine by the way), filling her/him in on the story of the night before the idea of "the blog off" came up - a la zoolander.
wouldn't it be amazing if every blog beef could be settled via a