Mindy K Book Event

I love Mindy. I emailed my friend in NYC a notice that you better be there or be square over a week ago. 

I didn't have the best book event experience. I hate to write a bitchy post, but I'll never go to something super early and save seats for slacker friends who show up later. I went alone tonight and I've saved seats in the past and the experience of the disheartenment of getting there early and being deprived a seat stung me deeply. 

I was an hour early. I was loud and found a seat, but it was terrible- directly behind column. I didn't even see her but I listened and that made me happy. 

I had every intention of staying and getting my book signed but the Barnes & Noble at 82nd & B'way didn't seem that organized. I like a fucking tight ship. This was a loose aluminum fishing boat. People could have easily cheated and cut that line, doubly undermining my early arrival. 

Sidenote of misery- the seat I found was next to a woman compulsively eating cough drops. Bad sign - I'm going to get her flu?! 

I even made her a weird little thing that I was totally going to give Mindy, but I had such a bad vibe about how things were being operated and then at the very end a weird club-promoter older lady got up in her chair, topless, with a painted-on mustache and started announcing some lame event and she didn't even give a date or time. Security escorted her out. How are you going to get up topless and gray-haired in a chair in public and not even have a political message?! You're promoting some show?! 

Sitting there waiting, I kept reading Mindy's book WHICH IS AWESOME and I read a sentence that gave me a sign that I should flee the scene- It was something about how handing your parents something you've knitted is like handing them a backlog of your idleness. 

That's when I decided I needed to take myself home and spend time with my dog and fix myself dinner, rather than wait god knows how long at this cramped, hot, dis-organized event to get her to sign my book.  

I went to the Tina Fey signing 4 hours early, saw it through and the whole thing was tight as hell. No regrets. 

I didn't get my book signed by Mindy, but I heard her speak, which was lovely, and I hope she was thrilled that it was a super-packed house. I'm still a fan of hers and will continue to devour her new website: The Concerns of Mindy Kaling I'm thrilled she has a website again after her shopping blog got abandoned. 

She said in her remarks that she was happy it was the Barnes & Noble (82nd & Broadway) and 'hood from "You've Got Mail"

Another bad-sign-realization I had came early into the Q&A when I realized a bunch of the people there were hardcore The Office fans. I'm a lukewarm at best fan of that show. I love Mindy and her writings about her life and career and shopping times. 

To bitch more about this evening - Central Park is basically closed for tree pick-up operations in preparation of The NYC Marathon being run this weekend so my ride home was disorderly as hell and I accidentally went the wrong way down a scary little street. Not pretty, but I made it home just fine and cooked myself breakfast for dinner. 

It was still a totally good day and I am going to LOVE reading her book. I actually want to stop myself from sitting down and reading the whole thing tonight because I could do it. 

A Tough Transition

My transition back to working woman is going a little rough. Working full-time means putting "My Housewife Life" behind me doesn't it? No! The shitty parts of housewife-life are stealing my free time and making me angry!

I definitely haven't been this irritable and mean to Matt since I was being tortured at PF. Today I was irritable and mean because I had to slave my fucking Easter day away cleaning and doing laundry, meal planning, puke. Being Betty & Don Draper at the same time is making me be a huge bitch.

Anyway- I rode the bus to Baltimore on Saturday to see my cousin and his wife. They have a really hard, stressful life as they take care of her dad, who is definitely an invalid. He can't be left alone, he's immobile. Wow. I admire them for not putting him in a home or putting him on a raft and sending him down the river. Their life is hard. Harder than me having to use my Sunday to be a hobbyist housewife-slave.

They got their neighbor to "Bobby-sit" as they call it, because his name is Bob. They took me to a Mexican Flea Market. It was fantastic! I have to be more organized next time. If I knew where my camera was (I cleaned SO WELL today that I don't know where I put it) I would post photos.

It's so good to spend time with my cousin because he is older and knows the history of my parents before me - he actually knows what my mother was really like. We also really mesh well and we both realized we have to re-assemble a new line-up for our close family roster since our original close families have had so many members die.

I just watched "An Education" and LOVED IT! It hit very close to home in that my father/parents expected me to go to college to "get married off" and that's what I did. My dad was very relieved to be rid of the ultimate responsibility of me when I got married. He was looking for an engagement ring long before I.

This has been a very Domestic-themed post.