Galentines Day

One of my close girlfriends Nikki* started harassing me a few weeks ago about Valentine's Day. We're both single, and she thought we should celebrate Gal-entine's Day with a couple of other awesome, funny, talented, gorgeous single ladies. I was interested, but not super gung-ho. She was adamant that we fine females stick together on this day of romance and do something together and spent some quality energy recruiting us women to hang out with her. What exactly we were going to do was was up in the air, but something. 

Now I'm thinking wine and a rom-com on Netflix, or cheesecake and a comedy at the local movie theater that allows adult beverages. Chill with a side of booze.

Dear, sweet, lovely Nikki group texts the gals that there are some bands playing and wouldn't we all like to go see the bands? Only $25! And wouldn't that be the perfect Galentine's day event???

First, there's no cheesecake or movie in the equation. Second, I've never heard of these bands. BUT. Maybe it would be fun. I've done concerts for NYE, so why not other over-hyped holidays? I search for these bands' songs online.

...

It is the most horrendous, whiny, awful Emo crap I've ever heard. One of the songs I actually have heard before, way back in the 90s, and I remember thinking it was a stupidly horrible song back then!

I text her as politely as possible that I would rather stab myself in the ear with an ice pick than spend my hard earned money to listen to these horrible bands, and maybe we could do something else (anything else). I hoped the other gals would back me up... they were deferentially quiet.

Nikki said she understood it was totally Emo and not really very good, but had nostalgia for her from her youth.

And that she was going to go anyway.

So. After weeks of campaigning for a Galentine's day with me and the other girls, she is bailing. For a shitty concert with men who whine like 4 year olds who didn't get their way. Instead of hanging with the girls she asked to hang out with. uhm-huh. Ditched on Galentine's Day! Well at least I can spend it how I was going to - a bottle of wine and comedic actresses making me laugh.

*name changed to protect the truly sweet friend I'm hanging out to dry for the sake of a blog post

NILP

Nothing better than a good "date" with your NILP. What's a NILP, you say? I'm so glad you asked!

Back when I was working a guy came in to interview and was gushing that his NILP was moving to town and he was just sooooo excited to see her! Well this marvelously darlingly flaming young man was just cute as a button and even brought his NILP (oh right - Non Intimate Life Partner) in to meet us at the store! Well, she was a gorgeous yet reserved (read: snotty) little thing and they were clearly platonically in love.  I decided then and there that I should have a NILP too!

My friend NILP Doug has been such a rock for me over the years.  We met at NYU, had slumber parties in the dorms, talked about boys together, drank way too much booze and coffee and overall always had marvelous times.  He is about to move to London for a year and I couldn't miss the chance to see him while he is visiting LA for a few days.

We chatted over burgers at the always delicious Laurel Tavern and per usual shared about boys and work and life. I look at him and it makes me feel not quite so bad about being single - that I'm not the only one.  He is cute, funny, successful and swishingly darling man and somehow single! So I guess the fact that so many of my girlfriends are head-over-heels shouldn't make me want to commit myself to the nunnery just yet.

come here you little harlot!