Don’t attend a gift wrapping night at your friends house if you don’t actually have gifts to wrap.
I take that back. I did have 5 gifts to wrap. 3 of which I actually bought (thanks sister for taking on the role of “my delinquent/procrastinating sister needs all of the help she can get so I will come to her rescue and purchase our parents gifts on her behalf.”)
My husband had the nerve to make some logical comment before I left about “Shouldn’t you maybe use tonight to go buy gifts instead of going to your friends to wrap gifts that you don’t have?”
Do attend gift wrapping parties if you don’t have gifts to wrap.
You will consume more this way, thus resulting in way more fun than all of your lunatic friends who have taken their sweet precious time to go buy gifts for the ones they love the most.
Living In Yellow.
I’ve been meaning to write a very profound post on what it actually means to “live in yellow”.
I am really good at the whole “i’ve been meaning to…” thing if you haven’t noticed.
Thank goodness Taylor has decided to tackle this topic for me.
I could do a grand introduction for her, but really..she doesn’t need one.
Taylor took my blogger turned real person sitting at a table next to me in a bar virginity.
You know she is special based on that alone.
Without further ado, the funniest blogger I have ever come to admire.
It’s a question we’ve all asked ourselves before.
What does it really mean to
Live in Yellow?
After some very thorough research, I think I’ve figured it out.
And I think I’ve also learned I am failing at it.
Let’s see how you measure up, shall we?
What it means to live in yellow:
First and foremost, you must wear a lot of yellow.
I think this is probably the most obvious life lesson Erin teaches us.
Well see, I suffer from a little known disease called WUD.
This stands for Winter Ugly Disorder.
One of the side affects of WUD is that I’m not able to wear yellow.
It makes my Swedish pale skin appear even more white.
We’re not all blessed with that lovely Jamaican skin Erin has.
So as you can see below I don’t live in yellow, I live in black.
And the little guy is my nephew Knox, not my child.
Like Erin, I don’t have babies.
I’ve just found that posting photos of babies helps increase blog traffic.
Let’s move on.
Number two on the list is that you must also have a lot of nice friends,
who do good things for the community.
This includes but is not limited to:
clothes drives, making homemade Christmas goodies, shopping trips to Chicago
and having cocktail clubs.
Again, I come up short.
Don’t get me wrong, I have a ton of friends. I think I’m up to 1,000 + on Facebook now.
But for whatever stupid reason all of my best friends and I decided to spread out over the country
after college and so I went from living in a town with twenty of my closest friends,
to living in a city where I spend 8+ hours talking to Harlow about which park he’d like to go to.
#3. You must be OBSESSED with G.
I think Giuliana is great and all.
But between you and me, I’ve never watcher her reality show.
I’m sorry, Erin. I hope you don’t censor this.
However… I do have a small connection to G’s husband, because the same doctor
who fixed Bill’s teeth worked right next to me in the Wrigley building
and so kindly fixed my tooth when I chipped it at a work bowling party the night before.
I also once heard someone say my lovely boyfriend, Chris, kinda looks like Bill.
Naturally, I took that one-time comment and ran with it.
#4. Drinking in moderation is a good thing.
Have you ever seen a more classy girl drinking?
(talking about the girl on the left btw.)
I sometimes forget the whole moderation thing.
I think it’s the “I miss college and can’t stand the real world” phase I’m going through right now.
#5. It’s called Living in Yellow,
Two piece prom dress in the house- whoop whoop!
Good thing Erin and I both got out of that stage.
And lastly, the most important thing to remember when it comes to living in yellow,
you must take the blogging world by storm.
Two words: Blogging Room.
If this doesn’t make you a professional blogger, I don’t know what does.
And that my friends, is what it means to Live in Yellow.
I forgot to include you must also be one of the most
kindest, genuine, and selfless people out there.
About ten months ago I emailed Erin out of the blue (not yellow) asking her how this whole
blogging thing worked.
And she told me.
And then I went from 70 to about 1700 followers.
So when I say Erin’s got this figured out, I mean it.
Now if you’d like to read posts from someone who most definitely doesn’t have this figured out,
please stop on by.
We can learn together.
So there you have it.
That my friends is what it means to live in yellow.
Thank you Taylor for taking this post off my hands.
Now is your chance to go be all “oh my gosh..I can’t believe this beautiful blonde skinny chick is this ridiculously funny” over at her blog.
You have not lived until you have read every single post of her’s.
And yes….my husband and I both have.
And to think you think you know what a funny blogger is…..
oh, just you wait.
ps. you HAVE to read her weekly edition of “The Daily Tay’s Best Week Ever“.
I now look forward to Fridays because of this and this only.