...and, maybe, drink less?

The ability to provide judgment-free advice to a friend in need (who, frankly, could probably stand a little judgment) is a truly rare quality. The ability to do so and be effing hilarious at the same time? One in a billion. If that.

So, sometimes, my friend -- we'll call her Shmurmila -- does and says dumb things when she's drunk. I mean, that's not terribly unusual, right? We all do that! Don't we? Don't we???

Anyway, Shmurmila, or "S" for short, got spectacularly drunk on Monday, and in the poetry of Chris Isaak...baby did a bad, bad thing. Baby did a couple of bad things, actually, the worst of which is beyond embarrassing and in the territory of sheer mortification.

Realizing through her drunken haze the error of her ways (let's just say cellular devices were involved, okay?), S calls her lovely friend Dana. Dana is, shall we say, accustomed to such calls. And remarkably adept at cutting through my -- um, S's -- hysteria and dispensing sage, loving advice. In fact, during one such conversation, the lovely Dana actually coined the phrase that is not only the title of this blog, but also the inspiration for our judgment-free lifestyle!

And true to form, Dana reminded S not to beat herself up, and to apologize to the (several) victims to whom she'd laid waste that evening, and to remember how much she, Dana, loves S and thinks she's great. Be kind to yourself, said Dana!

...and, maybe, drink less?

Buttons will be forthcoming.