But NO. Thisbe is cool. Oh yeah. Thisbe is hip and happening.
Thisbe went to Brooklyn and met Dooce, her husband Jon, Laid-off Dad, and Finslippy.
That's right. Try to turn your complexions back to normal, as you are green with envy.
All except the Little Blonde, who was the Thelma to my Louise on this adventure. (Or vice versa. Which one of them was the one who drove? She was that one.)
On Wednesday, The Little Blonde & Thisbe drove to Brooklyn for an impromptu book signing/meet-and-greet. Initially we had some concerns that we would be viewed as insane blog-stalking Stepford wives. Indeed, upon getting to Brooklyn, we had concerns that some sort of hipster police would appear and politely ask us to take our very non-cool selves back to Stepford.
Yet, there were no such incidents. Surprisingly, we didn't even stick out in the crowd of people who had arrived to worship the bloggers. Frankly, we were significantly less "enthusiastic" than many of the people there.
Dooce, Jon, LOD and Finslippy could not have been nicer or more fun. They were totally down-to-earth, and although every reader thinks they would be BFF with certain bloggers, The Little Blonde & Thisbe left desperately wishing we *could* be BFF with them.* They were all just as excited to talk to their fans as the fans were to see them. The Little Blonde and Dooce bonded over their southern childhoods and Thisbe slavered over Finslippy's AWESOME shoes. [Truly. These shoes rocked my world. Finslippy, I tell you, Zappos cannot get them to my house fast enough].
There was all sorts of book signing and picture taking, and the atmosphere was very relaxed, and sort of had a happy-hour vibe. Barnes and Noble? You may want to consider getting your liquor license. I'm just saying.
In addition, it was particularly fantastic that Thisbe and The Little Blonde were able to experience this Adventure together, as The Little Blonde recently announced that she has sold her house and is returning to her Southern roots [Insert sound of Thisbe's uncontrollable sobbing here]. Thisbe will miss her terribly, especially since she routinely comes up with gems like this:
LB: Man, if it were possible, I'd be all over that like a duck on a junebug.
T: [Staring silently at LB, stunned. Finally finds words]. Um. WHAT????
LB: You know, like a duck? On a junebug? WHOMP! [Makes "whomping" motion]
T: [Cannot speak. Laughing for 10 straight minutes].
LB: Come on. You must have heard that before? Whomp?
T: [Crying, as she is laughing so hard].
People. Thisbe cannot make this stuff up.
Below, pictures of Thisbe and the Little Blonde with Dooce, Jon, and Finslippy, and then one with Laid-off Dad.
*One thing we felt bad about was our failure to bring an offering to the bloggers. But we were sort of stymied by what would be an appropriate gift. Let's face it, would you eat food made by someone who is essentially stalking you on the Internet? Yeah, I didn't think so.
Today's Project: So behind. Must work on knitting. But the sun is so pretty.
Today's Life Observation: It's fun to do something impromptu. And to use the word "impromptu".
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