I kinda like...

that no one knows about this blog. I'm going through something...not sure what it is. I guess it's just that 30something-what-am-I-doing-with-my-life kind of stuff. It doesn't exactly help that I may have broken something in my foot, so I am bed bound and have nothing but time to think. There is this uncomfortable feeling inside me. I'm craving something. Something isn't right. I'm just getting increasingly frustrated because with work... the dogs... the kid... the bills... and all of the other STUFF...I feel like I don't have the time or energy to try and do whatever needs to be done to rid myself of this feeling.

*sigh*

On a lighter note... I am in love ... and having amazing sex. :) lol

toes.

Atlantic City, Aug '09

I so cannot believe...

That it has been almost two months since I have posted here. My poor little blog. Things have just been so crazy! We moved...AGAIN...only seven months into our lease...mainly because our landlord was an ASSHOLE! We love the new place and plan to stay here for a long time. The thought of moving again quite literally makes me a lil sick. Other than that, lots of funny and strange things have happend...and as soon as I remember them, I will post them! Stay tuned!

Eleven minutes you'll never get back

But worth it.



Lmao.

Coffee beans smell delish

Too bad coffee makes your breath smell a little bit like doo doo. Having said that, I still desperately want to be a coffee drinker. Coffee drinkers always look so cool. They're always hanging out in funky coffee lounges looking like they're taking care of serious business, typing away on their Mac’s, or reading the NY Times. I want that to be me. I just can't get used to the taste, no matter what flavored creamer I use, or how much sugar I put in it. I sometimes pose as a coffee drinker. *whispers* It’s really hot cocoa.

Holding the cup makes me feel sexy and powerful. I think to myself... I am fooling all these people! I throw my head back *insert evil laugh here* and jeer, It's hot cocao you fools!!

Don’t I look super cool though??

Do you know your foopa is showing?

Foopa: Blubber located at the waist line.


Now, to clarify this a little more, I do want to mention that even women without a lot of blubber can give themselves a foopa-like effect if they wear the wrong size pants! That being said, WHY for the love of GOD do women insist on accentuating and highlighting their foopas? I do not understand this one bit. I am struggling, sometimes winning, and sometimes losing a weight loss battle myself. But what I will give myself credit for, is NEVER wearing pants that create a foopa (aka roll, muffin top, etc.). Then, to make matters worse, some women pair their wrong-size-jeans with a tight, short shirt, which periodically rides up revealing the aforementioned foopa. What look at they going for exactly? I hope this post will serve as a wake-up call for offenders everywhere...this is not cute!!!!

8 Things about me

I was tagged by the lovely Meagan Marie =)

8 Things About Me

Rules:
1) Post rules on your blog
2) Answer the 5 categories
3) Tag others

8 Favorite T.V. Shows
1. Sex and the City
2. The Real World
3. American Idol
4. The First 48
5. Wife Swap
6. The L word
7. TMZ
8. Animal Precinct

8 Things I did yesterday
1. Cursed the Super for no heat
2. Used Lottery office pool money to buy myself lunch (I’m putting in back GOSH)
3. Went to the gym
4. Made amazing wraps for dinner
5. Watched American Idol and laughed till I cried
6. Cursed the Super for no heat
7. Cleaned the bathroom
8. Cursed the Super for no heat
Are you jealous of my life yet?

8 Things I look forward to
1. Vacation
2. Seeing the results of my daily visits to the gym
3. Summer
4. Shopping for smaller clothes
5. That feeling you get after the laundry is done
6. The next Sex and the City movie
7. Getting the hell out of the apartment of horrors
8. Getting a new bed

8 Favorite Restaurants
1. Mizu (Japanese)
2. Sea (Thai)
3. Sapphire (Indian)
4. Planet Thai (Ummm Thai)
5. Cosi (Salads and Sanwiches)
6. Fortunato Brothers (Italian Pastries)
7. Sammy’s Fish Box (Seafood)
8. Whole Foods (What? I love the salad and hot food bar! Just leave me alone.)


8 Things on My Wish-list
1. New Phone
2. Barnes & Noble gift cert.
3. New running sneakers
4. New knees
5. Spa gift cert.
6. Wii system
7. SLR Camera
8. HEAT

25 Randoms

1. I have an obsession with feet.
2. I adore animals.
3. I haven't eaten meat in almost one year, and feel great.
4. I have never eaten okra.
5. I kill plants no matter how hard I try to keep them alive.
6. I love spicy food.
7. I put Vaseline on my feet every morning.
8. I love the ARTS.
9. I would like to be a filmmaker.
10. I love how I feel after working out.
11. I have OCD.
12. I don't wear make-up daily, just lip-gloss.
13. I am still trying to get over my fathers death almost 17yrs later.
14. I overuse the word pooey.
15. I think Beyonce might have a personality disorder.
16. I have bad knees.
17. I am a reality TV junkie.
18. I used to throw loose change at bad drivers while driving.
19. Cayenne pepper makes me happy.
20. I have memories that go as far back as me being 2yrs old.
21. I am scared that I will die with so much regret.
22. I curse too much.
23. I am addicted to Sex and the City.
24. I have recently started to enjoy cooking.
25. I don’t think life would be the same without chocolate and cheese.

90 minutes of heaven

I had the most amazing massage ever courtesy of Paul Gillard. He works out of his home in Williamsburg (Brooklyn, NY), and is very affordable ($90 for an 1-1/2hrs). By the time it was over, I felt high. Disclaimer: I have never been high, and don't know what it feels like to be high. But I can only imagine that how I felt is how being high feels. =)

Anyway back to Paul...he has a great presence and played the most incredibly relaxing music. He was able to find all of my problem areas without me having to say a thing. I am soooo going back to him and highly recommend him.

I got tagged!

Here are the rules: mention the rules on your blog. Tell six quirky yet boring, unspectacular details about yourself. Tag six others. Go to each person’s blog and leave a comment that lets them know they are tagged.

1. I have OCD. I check and recheck things that I know I have done...it takes me three times the amount of time it should to do stuff.

2. I love cheese. No really, it's like a love affair. All kinds, the stinkier the better! Anyone close to me knows how bad it is. My girlfriend got me a Cheese of the Month subscription as a birthday gift one year. This is the only reason I will probably never be able to be %100 vegan. =(

3. I hate when people make fun of me for not knowing how to speak Spanish. It drives me nuts!!! Both my parents were fluent, but only spoke to me in English. In fact, they only spoke Spanish when they didn't want me to understand what they were discussing. So I just never picked it up. I want to learn. It's one of my 2009 goals.

4. Since becoming a vegetarian, I get frustrated that the world doesn't know what I know about the meat they eat. I also want to slap people that wear fur.

5. I have a phobia of department stores. I can't go in one without feeling nauseous and faint.

6. I like to see the homes of people I don't know. I'm nosy that way I guess. I love to see how other people live...somewhat of a virtual Peeping Tom LOL

What's on the brain...

1. There are blogger cliques. Some of the bloggers with large followings only interact with a chosen few. Funny I think. Many of them are hungry for comments, but make little effort to return the LOVE.

2. Watching dirty dancing makes me sad. It takes me back to a simpler time. I remember when cable TV was just a little brown HBO box with an on and off switch. My best friend and I would stay up late hoping to catch Dirty Dancing or For Keeps (with Molly Ringwald). I would love to revisit those times, if I only knew then what I know now, I would have savored those moments.

3. 2008 flew by!!!

4. The three glasses of red wine I had tonight have me in one of those deep thinking moods.

5. It's 12:45am, and I am more awake than I care to be.

6. I realize that my boss is never going to write the memo forbidding my coworker to wear boots ever again. She does this slow John Wayne walk around the office throughout the day, and with those boots on, the sound of each step is deep and challenging...and very annoying. It makes me want to bite down really hard on my pen, or throw my stapler across the room or something.


7. I am really old. My Friday and Saturday nights consist of watching TV and trying to stay up past 12. And if I want to get really jiggy with it, I will add some Shiraz to the equation. Oh yeah I said it.


I guess that's it for now. Nighty night.

Don't ya love things made in China

If our office Christmas tree goes up in flames, those flames will be very special.

Why you ask? Because they are...

She really loves Heineken

Egyptian Musk

Reminds me of simpler times
When doing nothing was fun
And you went outside for no reason at all
When HOT 97 was the shit
And your friends asked you to make copies of mix tapes you made yourself from the radio…
Even though you heard the DJ's voice between each song
When your prized possessions were your bamboo earrings
And all the girls dressed like tomboys
When everything was "FRESH"
And there was no SOURCE magazine, just Black Beat and Right On!
And you ripped out all the pages of LL Cool J and Rakim to paste on your bedroom wall
When everyone stopped what they were doing Thursdays at 8pm to watch the Cosby Show
When Nightmare on Elm Street was scary shit
And the Fourth of July was actually fun
When summer time was the best season
And friendships were really real
Damn Egyptian Musk!

Flashback:

How I don't miss 80's & 90's hair.

I jingle all the way

Get your mind out of the gutter! I was reading my good friend Helm's blog (oh yeah we're besties hehe), and it got me to thinking about Christmas. I love Christmas, but I don't really celebrate it for its religious significance anymore. It seems I've become more spiritual than religious in the last few years. My mother wasn't thrilled about the Buddha that was watching her pee in my bathroom, but I told her that I think Jesus glaring at her would have been way scarier. Anyway, setting aside religion, there is just a feeling around the holidays that I can't explain. It's happy, it's nostalgic, it's cozy, it's exciting, it's emotional, it's full of love (most of the time)...it's just merry and wonderful. In January when the credit card bills start rolling in, and you're wondering if those battery operated heated slippers you bought Aunt Shelly were really worth it, just think of how often you really buy your loved ones gifts. And although it's not all about gift giving, it feels great to be able to give and receive.