Tonight's line-up...

The plan is to cook dinner (baked mac n cheese, candied yams, and green beans), and spend the evening handing out candy to trick-or-treater’s (who must be in costume), and watching scary movies. Boobs went to Best Buy yesterday where she convinced herself that Children of the Corn, Silent Night Deadly Night, and Friday the 13th were essentials for our DVD collection. Like I said, this is the plan. However, I predict the movies will be watching us. I’m not sure when it happened exactly, but we have become that couple that can't stay up past 11pm. Even if we manage to stay up, I am sure I will spend most of the time with my hands over my eyes because I have developed an intolerance for gore! I wonder if she would go for watching Sex and the City in the dark while I make some occasional scary noises. Probably not. =(

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

Playtime with my cam

I was standing at the top of the stairs when the kids start running in for cake and ice cream


butterfly exhibit @ Bronx Zoo


bored on the bus...macro shot of my bag



found this lil guy in my swimsuit...I hope he was the only one.



tiny leaves in a puddle

Some of you may ask…What is a Chuliboob?

So I figured I would write a post defining Chuliboobs. I’m Chuli, which is a pet name that was given to me by my girlfriend. It started off as Chula (which means sexy in Spanish), then morphed into Chuleta (which means porkchop ggrrrrr), and finally the morphing came to a halt at Chuli.

And well, this is Boobs:



Boobs is just kind of a variation of Boobie, Boobala, etc. She is the boobs to my Chuli, but Boobschuli didn’t have a nice flow…hence Chuliboobs. =)

My dogs itchy butt...

So apparently my Shih Tzu Eddie is having some type of allergic reaction to his food. What reaction you ask? An itchy booty, which I can tell you is irritating the heck out of me as well. So I did some research and a couple of sites recommended Aveeno Oatmeal soak to relieve the itching. So off to the pharmacy I went. I stopped in the pet aisle to pick up a bag of food when I noticed a hydrocortisone spray especially for allergic reactions and such. So as I was reading the label, I noticed that there were special instructions when using the spray on lactating bitches. EXCUSE ME!?!? Did the label actually say "Lactating bitches"? Why yes it did reader (at the time of this blog I only have one follower lol). I tried taking a picture with my phone to share, but it was too blury :(

Well anyway, Eddie got a sexy oatmeal bath and seems to be feeling a little better. He's going to be getting royal treatment over the next couple of days with daily oatmeal baths and extra brushing. Too bad he hates every minute of both.

I find this very hard to believe!!!

I know the entire world has probably seen this already...but I find this very hard to believe.  Lauren and Justin Bobby hooking up would be like Obama and Hillary getting it on!  Ummm no!

I killed Mr. Spider

And I felt badly about it. It was alive one second and I took his lil life away. It was crawling, breathing (or whatever it is that spiders do), living...and I took my shoe and crushed him. Funny how we measure life. By the size of something. The smaller it is, the less significant it is...and the easier it is to kill. Some people might say I am crazy for even writing this. But I ask why? What if there were creatures 100x our size? What if these creatures took their huge chancletas and squished us? Just effortlessly crushed every ounce of life from our bodies? Would our smallness make our death any less painful. Would it make our existence meaningless? I'm sorry Mr. Spider.

To write or not to write...

I don't know what is up with me. I know what my dream is. There is no start up money required. There are no current obstacles or limitations holding me back. Just write. Everyday, every spare moment... and don't stop until it's done. This is all I have to do to be on my way. I think part of my fear is that I won't succeed. That no one will want to read the words that come from deep within my heart and soul. I know that my first endeavor will not reach the top of the best seller list. But I just want to be out there. I know I have a story to tell, maybe even one day people will care enough to read about my life. I need to journal more, if I ever plan on writing about my life. I need to capture the emotion behind the events of my life. God knows there has been enough drama to make it a page turner!

I need to get over my fear of public speaking. I don't know how those Jehovah's Witnesses do it. They just start speaking out loud on the bus. Maybe I should start there... with a small audience that will probably not pay me any mind and just assume I'm crazy =)

Then I worry about my loved ones. What will they think about what I write, be it true to life, sexual, explicit, etc.?? I want to be raw, uncensored...unihibited. I think this weekend I will buy a nice bottle of wine and sit in front of my screen and drink until the words begin to flow...