Hangin' with the dudes

Being a Lezbaneze tribal chief, there is a certain level of acceptance into the boys club that I'm allowed.

Like if a hot girl is walking down the street in front of the office, they might call me in to approve the selection.

If a certain actress is delicious in a new movie, where she is scantily clad, I'm often panting in agreement with the boys around the water cooler.

But my favorite time...lunch. No salad here!

I just mowed through a basket of wings with not one insecure feeling in my femininity. Sucked on my fingers, double dipped in my blue cheese, quadruple used my napkin till the paper pulled off on my fingers in sticky, orange clumps.

Then I ordered more blue cheese....and napkins.

All the while talk of baseball picks, old girlfriends and co-worker gossip, swirled around the table. I didn't even have to participate! I just kept sucking on my Thai BBQ wings. No one expected me to be 'on'. I didn't have to entertain.

And there were breaks in the conversations that weren't awkward silence. Just the dudes...chillin'.

Schweet!

We all paid separate, to wrestling for who's gonna pay for who. Then we skated out of the place, our foursome of full bellies, burping our approval of the fine meal, on the way to the car.

My over all feeling....boys are gross. Right up to the point that I wanna be just as gross. Then they are just fine.

The Dome. And I ain't talkn' SU.

I'm doing it again, shaving my melon for kids cancer on March 21st.

It's been two years since the team I was with raised $12,000 for St. Baldrick's. I've set my sights higher this year: $20,000. But I think we have the group to do it.

10 women make up the Bald Banshees. It's the first all woman shave team for this event. I made the organizer promise that we had a lock on that title before I would commit.

"David, have you ever had an all girl shave team?"

"Well....let's see," he says with his Irish accent. "There were some teachers one year...."

"But was that team all girls?"

"No.....but there was a team of sheriffs another year...."

"All girls?"

"Nah....I don't think so."

"David....I'm not doing this unless I can be your official first all female team"

"Are you saying you want to be the first all girl team or you're not doing it?"

"Yes."

"YOU are my first, official, all girl shave team." as a smile spreads over his face.

When I did this the first time, I never expected the reaction I got from other women who didn't do it. It was amazing to see the level of vanity still attached to hair.

In the old days it was all a woman had. A symbol of wealth, stature. To hear women say to me, "I could never do what you just did!" as I stood before them, unable to take my hand off my stubbly head, thinking, "But it was so easy to do for such a good cause!"

I'm not saying I wasn't nervous. I'm not saying I wasn't well on my way to being drunk by the time they clipped my shoulder length locks. I will tell you that nothing sobers you up more than when you can feel a cold breeze on the back of your head that you've never felt before.

Then it gets to be a lil like a pregnant woman...everyone thinks they can just start rubbin' your head. I do enjoy that, so I'm not so much against it, but I'm sure most folks have felt a man's shaved head. I'm guessing it's not much different, but they would pet my bunny soft fuzz like it was odd. I guess on a woman it is.

My arms were actually sore for a couple days, cuz I kept reaching up and rubbing my own head! And thinking back, it didn't take long at all for it to grow back. I think every woman should shave her head at least once. It can be a life altering moment to be under the razor, a la G.I. Jane.

If we can get to $20,000...it will be a life altering moment for some kid with cancer too.

PLEASE DONATE

http://www.stbaldricks.org/participants/cabrina

I haven't blogged and a while and now there are too many items I would like to talk about and not enough time to do it in.

But I shall try.

I'm loving my Droid, even more, if you can believe.

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I triple love Rosie Radio and my XM radio isn't broken anymore. I found out they freeze. Now I don't leave it in the car, unless I'm recording the show from 10-noon. Then I bring it into the office and warm it up and listen to Ro. Radio so suits her. She's free to talk and give her opinion for 30 min blocks of time or more if she wants. It's all yellow!

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Can you even stand people that, after they get their money for the ATM, decide they are going to do their filing and re-organizing their purse or wallet and not move forward? I mean can you drive forward and THEN do all that? ComeOHN!

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The 'girls' in the office just got taken to lunch by the men folk, as a thank you for our hard work. We went to a lil place called Sparky Town, which is divine! The ladies loved it and the dudes bitched about the vegan choices and lack of red meat and mashed taters. Annoying! It's not about you right now.

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We have an IPH night at a pub tonight. Have a talked about the radio show? My co-worker and friend started an Irish hour on local radio. I, of course, gave my graphic genius to make the logo and PR/marketing materials to his effort.

Since I was a kid, I've thought about being a DJ. I did a lil music DJing in Cali for a ladies bar and some special events. But I always thought about being an actual radio DJ. So for a lack of payment, I decided I wanted some airtime and lo and behold, our chemistry took off and now it's a two person show growing by leaps and bounds.

We've been trying to do an event once a month so tonight we are going to play Celtic Rock, give away crap and concert tickets and drink and meet our adoring fans. (or a few of our friends that are going to show up). http://www.irishpowerhour.com/

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I had my birthday this week. Another year older and wiser, as I tell my sisters who are younger. (the wiser part takes the edge off the older part) My gal and I, since our birthdays are so close, decided we would finally get a flat screen and that would be IT for gifts. It was so very odd to not have her open anything on her birthday. Even tho birthdays are only once a year, you get use to giving and opening on your special day.

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Homesick....I don't get that often, but lately I am. I miss my family and sister nights and dinner at 5pm with everyone around the table. sigh....

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My money motivation video really works! Affirmations. It can be a coupon or a free lunch, but it works. And if nothing else it makes me realize the small things in life that makes me more thankful for the little things.

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Whew! Sooo much more room in my brain now that I've dumped here. Now I can stuff it full of more things to blog about for next time.

"...but....how do I answer the phone?"

That was the question I asked the sales guy at Verizon. And in that moment I felt as old as dirt.

I've been in need of a new phone for some time now. After switching back and forth to family plans and back to single plans, I've had my phone long enough that the buttons don't work quite right anymore. The battery only lasts a day when it use to go a few at a time. Not to mention I'm a tech whore who loves a new toy that lights up and makes noise.

Little known fact with cell phone companies: It seems that every time you change your plan around, you screw yourself out of paying them for a new phone. I don't get that part of the cell phone biz. I mean, what's it to them if I want to buy a new phone? You'd think they would like people coming in and plunking down hard earned cabbage for the newest, gleaming, hunk of over prices plastic and Japanese micro chips (are they still micro chips, or have they evolved too?)

I finally got to a halfway point where I got a whopping $30 off. HOLD ME BACK!! Since I wanted a Motorola Droid, that's like throwing a penny through the hole in a tire swing and hoping it will plug it up!

My biggest problem was that you have to buy a data package. There are all these extra lil bits and bytes that they nickle and dime you for. One mystery is a 'kb of data'. I asked my sales guy WTF that was:

"Um....well....it's hard to measure."

Really??? Cuz you seem to measure it just fine on my bill. $2-$5 extra if I happen to hit that one button and get myself a lil kb on the side.

So it boiled down to two phones: one I would have to pay $10 extra anyway and the Droid was just $4 more from that. I mean...what's $4 right? (yes I know it's technically $14, but let's not think of that right now) If I had taken the time to multiply that over a year and added all the taxes and everything else they are going to hit me with...I would have walked out the door and used my old one till it fell apart. But instead.....

"WRAP IT UP!"

It is a cool phone....I gotta say! It's a GPS, it's email, it's facebook on command, it's MP3 that can now be your ringtone (miracle of miracles). No...it's not cool....it freakin' rocks my world!

So I'll deal with the bill when it comes. For now I'm in techie heaven and loving every unlimited kb of it!