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When GChat Conversations Go Terribly Wrong

Photo courtesy of The Daily Beast

It seems to me that more and more frequently, my well-intentioned gchats with one Audrey Marks veer off into a realm of absurdity that most sane people should really stay away from. Fortunately, we’re neither sane, nor do we think that any of the things listed below are absurd or ridiculous. Just as we believe our future band Oh, Hey Girl, which only performs cover songs of famous cover songs, will be extremely lucrative and one day lead to an E! True Hollywood Story two-part special. (You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one.)

Today’s object of conversation, Joe Kennedy III and a meteoric rise to the White House for a new, modern version of Camelot. I cast myself as first lady, obviously. And, go.

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Thank You for 2011!

2011 was a group effort. It was a tough year, and it was a long year, but it was also a year of a lot of new beginnings. It took a village to make 2011 happen.

From March Madness to March sadness to the weddings of my cousins RJ and Fallon, and one of my best friends, Katie. We saw the births of two new Turnbulls and learned of two more on the way. I said my latest goodbye to the great town of Boston, and finally, finally made New York City my home. Who knew 2011 would be such a roller coaster?

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The War in My Office is On!

Everyone is aware of my love for Ryan Gosling. He’s just so many things I can’t even gush about enough. In an attempt to not become the stalker that I am, I’m going to stop there.

So the Gosling’s star is on the rise, and he’s been the subject of many tumblrs dedicated to him. Almost all of them are made up of simple pictures of the actor, with simple phrases pasted on the page, all starting with the opener, “Hey Girl.” See one example here. This is all the background information I can give you on this right now.

There is one person in my office that I work with the most. We’ll call him Sean. He just happens to be male in gender. Male in gender? I mean it’s accurate, but it sounds strange. Whatever, I’m going with it. My office is female-dominated. He’s the only guy in our group. It’s a dynamic.

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