Monday, June 30, 2008

I'm Going Political

I normally steer clear of discussing politics (or posting about politics), but this got my dander all up and stuff.

Kevin (who loves the political) posted this about Cindy McCain's tax evasion. I loved the photo he cooked up:

and then I was so shocked by the story, that I had to go read the entire thing, plus comments, on Newsweek's website. What I found most appalling was that the story wasn't even written under "Politics", but rather under the far more benign "Real Estate" section.

Cindy McCain would never go to Austin, TX. Ever.

You Catch Like A Girl

Friday, June 27, 2008

Friday Is For FASHION

Lookit what I've DONE:

Fashion Gretta

I've created an entire forum for my dress-up/paper dolls/wardrobe madness obsession.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Mary Kate, Is That You?

Thank God for common sense.

A post from Janet Charlton's Hollywood featured this photo of Kristen Johnston (from "3rd Rock From the Sun", and she was the socialite who fell out of a high-rise window in a "Sex & the City" episode), with comments that sounded like she thought Kristen looked good:

Kristen does not look good. And thankfully, out of the 36 comments, 35 people agreed with me. PHEW! She needs a sandwich, and possibly a drug intervention, and I would have been horrified if people were complimenting her new "look".

Girl, you looked good before! Get back there!

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Hooray for Leo-the-Pitbull!

Love it love it love it LOVE IT! Lookatthesweetbaby! Whosagooddog!

"Leo — rescued from heavy chains that confined him as one of the pit bulls in former NFL quarterback Michael Vick’s dogfighting ring — is a lover, not a fighter. He now happily frolics in a clown collar as he makes the rounds at the Camino Infusion Center, where he brings comfort to cancer patients undergoing chemotherapy." (continued)

This story made me happy-cry. Thanks to mom for sending the link.

Those Silly Germans

We've learned from past experience that Germans do not mess around. They pride themselves on many things, one being stalwart efficiency (see BMWs everywhere). There must be tremendous pressure from ones' countrypeople to keep up the perpetual modicum of uber-efficiency. So much so that it would behoove one to phone in an airplane bomb threat, rather than just admit punctuality-defeat.

Seriously. Phoned in a bomb threat, hoping to delay his flight.

In today's climate, this seems to be an overly unwise decision, and the penalty will undoubtedly be severe. Schadenfreude is perfectly acceptable in this situation. Get organized, and get there on time, or sit back with a beer and wait for the next flight. Sheesh.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Another Reason To Love George Clooney

Word on the street is that Clooney and now-former girlfriend, Sarah Larson, fought over breast implants.

She wanted them; he didn't want her to get them.

George! Call me!

Monday, June 9, 2008

I've Got Male!

Check out the awesome postcard WhiskeyMarie sent me:

I could make some awful double entendre about stuffing your mailbox, but I won't. You're welcome.

Thanks WM! Beefcake DOES make everything better!

Friday, June 6, 2008

Anonymous, Please Send Money

Since I have only been sporadically posting on the blog, I figure the only people reading it are family & friends (this includes blog-friends). So any time I get an anonymous comment, I assume it's NancyJane, trying to comment via her BlackBerry (which she hasn't mastered yet), or my dad, who still likes to explain how the television works when I go visit them. "Now this larger button here, that says 'Power'? That will turn the TV on and off."

So, on my post about my wanting a Trader Joe's in Austin, Texas, there was a comment from Anonymous that said:

"Really rich girls never go to Austin, Texas, ever."

I had to read it a few times.

"Really rich girls never go to Austin, Texas, ever."

NancyJane is that you? Dad? You? I have no idea what that means!

I can't imagine that it's someone who knows me, for obvious reasons. So I'm guessing!

1) Maybe Anonymous thinks that, since I like expensive shoes, I'm really rich? (Please send money to help this become a reality).

Gretta Berg
2212 Queen Anne Ave N #701
Seattle, WA 98109
(this is my mailbox, not where I live. It's also a great boutique where you can shop!)

2) Or, maybe Anonymous is really rich, and she's saying that she will not come visit me, once I move to Austin? (Anonymous, if you are really rich, my birthday is July 12 and I would LOVE that pair of Burberry shoes - Size 38 - they are on sale at the Rack! WendyB says the sale price is good!)

It totally made me laugh, but laugh in that kind of perplexed way where your eyebrows are raised, and you're laughing because you have no idea what is going on. You know - with your shoulders shrugging, and hands palms-up like you're serving snacks.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Dear Trader Joe's

Trader Joe's. I love you. I've loved you for years. I'm slightly traumatized at the idea of moving to Austin, Texas, where there is no you.

People, please help a lovesick sister.

Ask Trader Joe's to add a location in Austin.

Click HERE and select "Location Requests". They'll ask you for some information, and you must add "Austin, Texas", but remember it's for SUCH A GOOD CAUSE!

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

I'll Give You A Cold Front

The weather in Seattle for the past few days has been dreary and rainy with a "high" of 62.

Last night, the weatherman said "And look out, we've got a cold front coming in - find out how that will affect you!" Or something like that.

So, wait a minute. The cold front is "coming in"? Like 62 degrees in June isn't cold enough?

Sunday, June 1, 2008


Dang, is she still yammering on about the "Sex & the City" movie?

Yes, she is.

We had a giant dress-up To-Do yesterday, with champagne and heels and everything, and the movie does not disappoint. What also does not disappoint is the collective wardrobe. It got a bit silly when the girls were all wearing heels with their bathing suits, but whatever - it's fantasy and it's fun. And if I can sit around my living room in sweats and Ferragamo pumps, why can't the girls wear heels to sunbathe?

Carrie wears a certain belt with many outfits throughout the movie, and that belt just so happens to match these shoes:

Which I tried on at Nordstrom Rack last week, and DID NOT BUY (applause here, please). Did not buy them because even at the Rack they were still $399. Hallo? Originally $947. Good grief Charlie Brown.

I'll just vicariously shop with the Sex & the City girls.