tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34916602.post115939371133073262..comments2023-06-21T01:39:47.247-07:00Comments on Erin Murphy's 16 minutes: You Call This a Party?Erin Murphyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04672947784794386071noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34916602.post-1159485867520702632006-09-28T16:24:00.000-07:002006-09-28T16:24:00.000-07:00I totally understand where you are coming from! A ...I totally understand where you are coming from! A couple years ago one of my "friends" got in contact with me again and almost immediately asked if I would host a Mary Kay party at my place cause she knew I had a lot of girl friends! Of course I was like a "Welcome Mat" at that time so I let her walk all over me and I did it...but never again!<BR/><BR/>BTW, you are doing a fantastic job blogging! Keep it up!Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09711015559637609231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34916602.post-1159461839819581212006-09-28T09:43:00.001-07:002006-09-28T09:43:00.001-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Marlohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00727358649287180398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34916602.post-1159461825070779332006-09-28T09:43:00.000-07:002006-09-28T09:43:00.000-07:00Oh my.. I love those mint cookies. Of course, livi...Oh my.. I love those mint cookies. Of course, living in Canada, they're Girl Guides, not scouts. :PMarlohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00727358649287180398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34916602.post-1159425017790471902006-09-27T23:30:00.000-07:002006-09-27T23:30:00.000-07:00I had a friend who sold cutlery as one of her four...I had a friend who sold cutlery as one of her four jobs over the summer (!), and she was required to throw "parties" in which to make the sales pitch. One time she even called my mom (without my knowledge) and asked if she could host a gathering at our house in which to sell the knives. Needless to say, my mom and I thought this was rather tacky. It's annoying enough to invite people over to your own house to sell things; inviting people over to someone else's house to sell things is even stranger.arfieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15462594250527779385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34916602.post-1159420403075270242006-09-27T22:13:00.000-07:002006-09-27T22:13:00.000-07:00I can definitely relate about the thin mints. Eve...I can definitely relate about the thin mints. Every spring through high school, I stockpiled six boxes in my locker to nibble between classes. Even today, I overlook the coconut oil slick they leave on the roof of your mouth when you eat them.<BR/><BR/>Two years ago, I was the only male present at a Party Lights® candle party hosted by a good friend -- kind of awkward. I was seduced by guilt, zinfandel, and open-faced sandwiches into buying a pedestal candle that smelled like piña coladas when burned. I'm grateful that my friend gave up the product, and now we hang out without the ugly commercial angle.Octoladhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01841247521958783524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34916602.post-1159396544253977512006-09-27T15:35:00.000-07:002006-09-27T15:35:00.000-07:00Pampered chef, tupperware, scrapbooking supplies, ...Pampered chef, tupperware, scrapbooking supplies, etc. But they don't come up as often as they used to. The hosts usually get a selected prize based on the sales for the evening, but for the most part, it seems to be something that they enjoy themselves and want to share with others. They're usually up-front with me about it, though. Now where's that wine?Brophtronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08597699130737702481noreply@blogger.com