Would You Rather...Be Sexy?

Friday, Friday, Friday!

Not like I'm excited about this or anything.

And to celebrate Friday, how about a game of...

{Brought to you by the lovely Nic}

1. Be 4”1' or be 7”9'?
2. Live without music or live without TV?
3. Have a beautiful house and ugly car or have an ugly house and beautiful car?
4. Live in Antarctica or live in Death Valley?
5. Have three eyes or have webbed feet?
6. Find true love or find a million dollars?
7. Always have to say everything on your mind or never speak again?
8. Be gossiped about or never be talked about at all?
9. Have x-ray vision or have bionic hearing?
10. Be able to hear any conversation or be able to take back anything you say?
11. End hunger or end hatred?
12. Be stranded on an island alone or be stranded with someone you hate?
13. Have more money or be more attractive?
14. Have one wish granted today or have ten wishes granted in ten years' time?
15. Get free chocolate for one year or get free potatoes forever?
16. Have a mansion in the middle of nowhere or have an apartment with ten friends?
17. Be nervous but excited or be relaxed but bored?
18. Know it all or have it all?
19. Surf the internet or surf the ocean?
20. Have an ugly, loyal dog or a have a prize-winning, snobby cat?
21. Be saved by Superman or meet Winnie the Pooh?
22. Not be able to use your phone or not be able to use your computer?
23. Live in a tree or live underground?
24. Meet an alien visiting earth or travel to outer space?
25. Be forgotten or be hatefully remembered?

Bolded = my answers.

On a different note, the fabulously hilarious and sassy Gabby at gabby, she wrote tagged me in this fun little sexy thang. It goes like this:

* Write 5 things that make you feel sexy.
* Post a pic if you dare!

* Pass it on to 5 lovely bloggers.

Easy enough, though sexy is a weird word that I never use to describe myself. For me, sexy is:

1. Cute lingerie. And by cute I mean cute. And sexy.
2. Strawberries and chocolate. Dark chocolate, to be exact.
   
3. Vampires. Oh, vampires.
   
4. Feeling good in your own skin. Great even. Fabulous.
5. Lying in bed, sans makeup, coffee mug in hand, on a Sunday.

{from the cheshire smile}

Okay Gidget, Ashley, Mel, Megan and Kathleen. Let's talk sexy.

Happy Friday one and all. :)

My 7 Summer Must Haves

As a girl residing in SoCal, summer necessities are, well...a major necessity. And here are mine, starting with...

1) SUNSCREEN


Yes, you read that correctly: SPF 50. I can't help it that I'm ghostly white. Or, at least I was when I first moved here from the east coast. But I'm convinced that my skin has adjusted (if not slightly) to the intense California sun. And it's all because of this little life-saving bottle of stuff.

2) A beach read


Any trashy-ish novel will do. My personal choice is Barefoot, by Elin Hilderbrand. 3 girlfriends in a summer home on the island of Nantucket? Yes please.

3) Sunglasses



I prefer the large and in charge kind that aren't above $5, I can't help it. And I own ones exactly like the pair above. But as long as they shield the sun from your eyes, you're good to go.

4) A (cute) swimsuit


I love that one above (from Target)! But I don't think I need to say much more here. Unless you live in Siberia or something, get yourself one of these.

5) Cocktails


Are these must haves? Probably not. But they definitely can't hurt either. So that's that.

6) Fresh fruit


A definite must. Better yet, get it from a farmer's market! Heaven.

7) Your iPod (or a good mix CD)

Because seriously? What kind of summer would it be without a soundtrack? Exactly.

I just realized how ridiculously cliche I am when it comes to summer necessities. What are ya gonna do?

What are your summer must haves?

(This brought to you by Mama Kat's Writing Workshop)

Lovin' On...

...everything in this post.

{click here for more}

{a la Vintage Seaside}

{Couldn't agree with the above more, especially today.}

These are my perfect men. Yes, both of 'em. Click to see why.

This video made my day. I bet it'll make yours too.

Bit of a Wordless (ish) Wednesday, wouldn't you say?

Dean

Okay, am I missing something here or has FMM (Friend Makin' Monday) been MIA?

Please. Someone. Anyone. Fill me in. They make my Mondays a bit more tolerable. Not to mention they give me a post for the day.

So I'm not going to talk about The Bachelorette today because a) everyone else already has and b) I haven't seen it yet.

I know. What?!

But enough of that.

Running the risk of sounding incredibly desperate, I'm about to tell you a story. I'll make it a short story, because I adore you all that much.

No, seriously.

Back in high school (not way back, only about 5 or so years ago), I had a boyfriend. We'll call him Dean because I kind of like that name and it starts with the same letter as his real name.

Am I clever or what?

Anyway.

Dean was my first real relationship, and I his. We dated on and off for 2 years and then broke it off because he started dating someone else (he didn't cheat, we were in that 'what are they?' phase and one of us had to move on sooner or later). This someone else - we'll call her Gillian because I'm so not thinking about The Bachelorette or anything - forbid Dean to ever talk to me. And he obliged. And poof! Just like that, we were no longer the friends we promised each other we'd be.

Later on, Gillian and Dean broke up (why, I still don't know), and I get an apologetic letter from Dean telling me he was an idiot and threw away one of the best friendships he'd ever had and could we be friends again. We met for coffee, things were fine and that was that. He's in college and does his college thing. We communicate every now and then but he's super busy, yadda yadda yadda. He meets a girl and they get together. This one seems a bit more suitable for him, so happy day. Mind you, by this point we're both completely over each other.

But I want to be friends, because that's just how I roll (if I even roll at all). So I call him, no response. I text, no response. Finally, we connect and he says that he too wants to be friends and all that jazz. Great! Good. When are you home Dean? Soon, let's get together. Okay!

No call, no nothing.

He was busy. Fine.

Finally, he's home for summer. We live rather close to one another, let's get together. Okay, he says. I call, I text. Busy, busy, busy.

But wait! I do have some pride and dignity.

So I tell Dean that he can contact me if/when he wants to hang out. He says I'm looking too much into this and taking it personally and that he's just busy.

Oh, really? It's not like I work full time (not to mention have another 2 jobs) and still find the time to make an effort.

And that was that. No (serious) hard feelings, but still no hang out-age.

A friend of mine theorized that it's because he's got a serious girlfriend.

I theorize that he's just kind of an ass.

Okay. There's my short story for ya.

Lay it on me.

Mi Corazon

Happy Monday!

Or is it?

Dun dun dun...

Oh boy. Can you tell I'm ready to go home now?

Anyway, the lovely Brittany over at Notes From the Grove tagged me in one of the cutest little memes (is that even the correct word for this kinda thing?). It's called "Show My Heart." Okay then!

Le rule: "With as much creativity as you can muster, show your heart in: a picture, a poem, a song (or piece of music), a phrase (or quote), an item of clothing, a place and (just for fun) a Disney princess. If you want to join in, tag six more blogs."

And with that said, here's mi corazon.

(From L to R: Liza, me and Drew)
I figured this photo kills 2 birds with one stone, since it has my sister and my best friend (Drew) in it. Taken at one of my good friend's sister's wedding. Got all that? Sounds complicated when I read it out loud.

Us Two
Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:
"Well, that's very odd 'cos I was too.
Let's go together," says Pooh, says he.
"Let's go together," says Pooh.

(Why I chose this poem, I really cannot say. I just remember it from when I was little.)

Lost in the Wilderness
(from the musical, Children of Eden)
Here we are your grateful children
Please accept our sacrifice
May you hear us and forgive us
Bring us back to paradise

All these years of this cruel joke
The best harvest going up in smoke
Praying for a future from these silent stony shelves
How much more of this must we take
This is the morning we finally make a future for ourselves!

But Cain if it's God's will...

Is it God's will or have we all been conned
Brother we will never know
We will never grow
If we never go
Beyond

I never made this world, I didn't even lose it
And I know no one said it was fair
But they had a garden once
They had the chance to choose it
They gave it away including my share

And now we're lost in wilderness
Lost,crying in the wilderness
And if anyone's watching it seems they couldn't care less
We're lost wilderness

You follow all the rules
You swallow all the stories
And every night you wish on a star
Dreaming your day will come, trusting in allegories
And every morning boy look where you are

Lost in the Wilderness
Lost, slowly dying in the wilderness
With no chance of living boy, until you confess
You're lost in the wilderness

Don't you ever watch the eagle fly to the sun
And wonder how he got to be so free
If you ever have you know your journey's begun
Hey what've we got to lose boy, when already we are
Lost in the wilderness

And where we are headed boy, I couldn't guess but
Off we go without a warning
Running as we hit the ground
Where our future lies a-borning
Where our hearts are outward bound
Till one bright and distant morning
We may stop and look around
And there in the wilderness
Finally we'll be found!

"As you journey through life, choose your destinations well, but do not hurry there. Avoid the shortcuts...wander the back roads...enjoy the scenery. And remember that the true worth of your travels lies not in the destination but in who you come to be along the way."
-Anonymous

Does this count as an item of clothing? Probably not, but it's the first thing that came to my mind as well. It's a hamsa necklace - a Jewish symbol that is supposed to protect you against evil. I wear mine all the time, rarely ever take it off. The necklace above is not my necklace, but it's more or less the same thing (minus the diamonds). If you can't see the photo in detail, it's a hand with an eye. Love my hamsa!

I'm going with Brittany on this one. Ariel is the best! I used to sing Part of Your World all the time. It was my go-to song for musical theatre auditions when I was little. I still have a special place in my heart for Ariel - she's a mermaid, come on. Can't beat that.

Okay, that was very enjoyable. And to share this activity's enjoyableness (not a word), I'm tagging Aimee, Dionne and Megan.

And yes, I realize I didn't tag 6 blogs. Don't kill me? It's Monday.

500 Days of Summer

Disclaimer: If you don't want to hear about 500 Days of Summer, or haven't yet seen it, or any reason that is similar to those 2...then do not read any further.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, I saw 500 Days of Summer last night.


Oh. My. Good. Lord.

I haven't been that touched and influenced by a film in a very long time. And as my friend Matthew said, it chews you up and spits you out. And he couldn't be more right.

The movie is told from the perspective of Tom, a greeting card company employee and hopeless romantic.


Tom meets Summer (also an employee for the company) and falls hard.


They begin dating, with Summer telling Tom right off the bat that she does not want anything serious.


Doomed from the start.

The movie spans the 500 days (out of order) of Tom and Summer's relationship.

And is ridiculously amazing for so many reasons. You become so invested in these characters that you simply cannot take your eyes off the screen for a minute. On top of that, the cinematography was absolutely beautiful (and who knew there'd be some animation?). You are right there with the characters as the days come and go. You laugh and you cry. You hurt and you feel good. But what I felt to be the most important aspect of this film was just that: you feel. You feel so many different things in the span of 500 days (or an hour and 45 minutes).

On a lighter note, Miss Deschanel's clothes are nothing short of incredible. And even though I know I couldn't pull off even half of what she wears, that doesn't make her wardrobe any less perfect.

I've always loved Joseph Gordon-Levitt. Seriously, I have. I mean, look at him.


When 3rd Rock from the Sun was on, I told my sister that I was going to marry him. She thought he was a dork.

Whatever.

Then he went somewhat MIA and did a few indie movies that I am sad to say I missed. And now he's back with a vengeance and I fell in love with him all over again last night.


JGL is my perfect man, I kid you not.

And thus, Operation Ali Makes JGL Realize That They Are Meant to Be begins.

This shouldn't be legal...

But if you've taken nothing else from this post, just do something good for yourself and see 500 Days of Summer. Ahora!

(Oh! A PS: I just reached 80 followers! This is SO exciting for me, and I just wanted to send out a major thank you to everyone who enjoys my blog. I am doing my best to get to all of yours! I so very much appreciate each and every one of you, for serious. Thank you again.)

Mama Kat's Writing Workshop

Prompt #3: What are YOU giddy about?

I'm going to answer this generally, because right now - at this moment - I'm not in a giddy place in my life. However, that is not to say that I never get giddy. In fact, I consider myself to be a fairly giddy person overall. I can take the smallest things in life and be excited about them.

Like this chocolate coconut cupcake I'm currently inhaling consuming. It is delicious and a treat in every sense of the word, and I'm giddy about every little bit of it.

I'm giddy about seeing 500 Days of Summer tonight.

I'm giddy about my grandma coming to visit us next month.

I'm giddy about house sitting. Well, actually, my sister's house sitting but I am allowed to stay there. Alone. And pretend that I have my own place, for just a little while. I'm giddy about that.

I'm giddy about (eventually) exploring Europe. I'm giddy about learning through seeing it all.

I'm giddy about my independence, and knowing that - although I'm living at home right now - I will be able to be on my own and support myself. That is a high that I will never get enough of.

I'm giddy about being good to my body (ignore the first giddy statement, re: cupcake). I love knowing that when I exercise and eat right, that my body is saying "thank you" through its soreness and endurance. That's a whole lotta giddy right there.

Cliches be damned, I'm giddy about life. There's SO much I have yet to experience, and if that doesn't make me giddy, I don't know what does.

Baja (Not So) Fresh

Ready for a vent? Here goes.

So yesterday, I mentioned that Baja Fresh was giving away burritos for the price of a drink. What a steal, right? I know. So a few of my coworkers and I went but I had decided to grab mine on the way home so I could have it for dinner. I hadn't had Baja Fresh in years, and was kind of looking forward to a free burrito. I mean, food tastes better when it's free. I grabbed my coupon and off I went.

I walk in (a bit giddy for free food, I cannot tell a lie) and see that the couple in front of me - coupon in hand - had walked away from the counter and was talking amongst themselves.

"Hi there, how are you today?" asks the man at the cash register.
"Good, thanks. How are you? I have this coupon..." I say.
"Oh, no. Sorry. Corporate shut it down."
"Wait, what? But the coupon says it's valid through 9 tonight."
"I know, but the response was so big that they shut it down. Look at the sign."

I look at the sign in front of the cash register that says something along the lines of this being their first vital campaign and that they didn't expect the outcome to be so huge.

Hm...then maybe you shouldn't have posted the coupon on Facebook!

The man asks me if I'd still like to get anything and for a second, I ponder this. Then I realize that I am so furious and that giving this place any business would be stupid of me. So I leave.

Oh, did I leave. And oh, was I mad. First off, I remember when KFC promoted their grilled chicken on Oprah and this same sort of situation came about. You would think that Baja Fresh would learn from other companies' mistakes. No sir.

I get home and call the Baja Fresh I was just at to get their coporate number.

"May I ask what this is regarding miss?" asks the man on the other end.
"Oh, I think you know what this is about," I say.
"The Facebook coupon?"
"Oh yes!"

He gives me the number, I call this morning and leave an irritated message. About an hour later, they call me back to a) apologize, saying that they sure are feeling the wrath of their little snafu today and b) offer me a "VIP Pass" (anyone else find it funny that they call it a VIP Pass?) for a free entree and a drink.

Thank you, kind sir. Much appreciated. And I did appreciate it. I can only imagine how many of those they're doling out today.

Not so VIP anymore, now is it?

Moral of the story (well a few morals actually):

• Do not promote anything on a popular media network if you don't want a huge response.
• Have enough food so that you don't run out (which they said they did).
• Don't let this happen again!
  

And that is my story.

I <3 Bullets

Did I say bullets? I meant bullet points.

No violence over here!

But before I say anything else, I must thank one of my blog faves, just a small town girl, for passing on this ridiculously cute award to me. Gracias!


This is one fabulous lady - she just moved to Vegas and writes about all her new adventures. Very exciting, I encourage you all to check out her blog!

I'm passing this on to 3 of my fairies:

• Patty at Living Life To The Pinkest
• Adele at poptart
• Lily of lilies and grapes

Okay, onward!

Because I feel it is my job to alert you to these things, I want to let you all know that until 9 pm (California time!), Baja Fresh is giving away free burritos! All you need to do is buy a drink for a dollar and some change. And these burritos are huge! Just go here!

I work for you fabulous people.

In other (bullet pointed) news...

• I'm seeing 500 Days of Summer tomorrow and can't wait. This movie just has my name written all over it, plus I love Zooey Deschanel (who doesn't?).
• I am one impatient girl, and The Shred is no exception. Last night was only my third time doing it, but I'm ready for results! Patience may be someone's virtue, but it certainly ain't mine.
• What are the writers of The Secret Life of the American Teenager smoking? I mean, a man marrying a hooker who messes around with an innocent boy with a disability? And everyone in school knows it but her fiance? Honestly, I wouldn't have been surprised if hamsters just randomly started flying across my TV screen at that point.
• Gidget, the Taco Bell dog passed away yesterday. Sad times.
• Sky miles are confusing to me, I don't care what anyone else says.
• You could seriously hang meat in my office - it is that cold. And you could fry an egg outside - it is that hot.
• I'm bummed that I missed out on this round of blog swapping, though I am pretty sure I'm signed up for another one. Loved reading all of the guest bloggers' posts though!
• That being said, I've just this second decided that I want to have someone guest blog for me. I'm a guest blog hosting virgin. Who wants it?
• I so desperately want my own place. The idea of coming home from work, making dinner (yes, apparently once I live on my own I'll miraculously have the ability to cook), having a glass of wine and lounging on my (future IKEA) couch? That's perfection.
• I took this quiz and it was eerily accurate, try it!
  
  
  

  Ali took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test! ""Highly optimistic and outgoing personality. Love..." Click here to read the rest of the results.

  
  
  
  
  

That's the news for now folks!

How's your hump day going?

The Men Tell NOTHING!

First of all, remember that grilled cheese party I wrote about? Well C (the main hostess) gave a little sneak peak of her recap here. Can you say food porn?

Now, onto the important stuff. And by important, I mean lame.

The Bachelorette: The Men Tell All.

Otherwise known as man code ridiculousness.

First of all, I had never seen one of these before, as this is the first season I've ever seen. But I had Liza next to me to let me know that pre-taping Jillian talking to Chris in the beginning is a first, as is the fact that there was no "I'm engaged" announcement. Which leads both of us to believe that there is a slight chance Jillian ends up alone.

Gasp! Could it be? I think it could.

Anystupid (Mandy, you inspired me), the show focused mainly on David "Cheese Ass" whatever his last name is. And this was the case simply because Wes wasn't there. David's just clueless, I don't think he's a jerk...just clueless. And Jake is not perfect. And Jessie looked hot in that vest. And Chris (the host) cursed quite a bit, which is weird for a host to do in my opinion. And there was practically zero focus on Juan, and I love me some insane Juan. And Jillian was...Jillian.

You know what I mean.

All in all, Liza and I were mucho disappointed and felt that we could've spent those 2 hours of lives in a much more enjoyable and productive way.

You live and you learn I guess.

Okay, done venting.

Your turn!

Weeeeekend

Another lovely summer weekend. Want a recap? Okay then.

So much sarcasm in that last sentence. I would never, ever be offended if weekend recaps did not appeal to you in the least. But oddly enough, I think there are some people who actually care about my lame-o life, so I figured I'd indulge that small demographic.

I play fair.

Anyway...

Kellie/Santa/call her what you will is moving to another office. This is very sad news. I heart her. So a bunch of us went and had a happy old happy hour...and then some. We were there for quite some time! Fun city.

There were popped collars...


...awkward middle school-esque dances...


...and some depression (that Kellie is abandoning us).


Denny's capped off the evening. Classy people we are.

Saturday brought some laying low-age, followed by dinner and a Michael Jackson dance party on the top of the hill with my sister.


What, you don't all do that? Oh...uh...nevermind.

After that, it was out with some fabulous ladies, featuring a mini reunion between 3 camp friends. Lots of happiness.

Me, Lauren and Rachel - together 10 years later!

On another note, did anyone see True Blood last night? And if so, did anyone think that bath scene with Jason and what's her name was uncomfortable? I mean, yes - the show is slightly uncomfortable as a whole (and I love it), but that scene was just...awkward to the max. Anyone?

Gina, Sofia and I went to the mall on our lunch break and went into Sephora and what did we see? Oh, you know, our namesakes on those little perfume bottles. Even stranger was the fact that each of the individual descriptions fit us perfectly. Creepy stuff. And I know a lot of you told me that it's fate and that I should buy 'em. But alas, I refuse to purchase a tiny bottle of eau de whatever for $57. Sorry, wrong number.

Tonight will consist of The Shred (ouch, sheesh, whoa there Michaels!), that Bachelorette tell all (this will be my very first one, oy vey) and some Secret Life. Gotta love Mondays.

How were your weekends? Talk to me...go.

Awards

First off, sad to say that there ain't no Friend Makin' Monday today! At least not that I know of. And while I am bummed, I think Kasey is still road trippin' her way through life right now. But I have yet another Honest Scrap Award to share from the lovely La Vida Lista, so woo hoo for that! Thank you LVL!


Now, onto the facts!

1. I'm always cold. It's weird, maybe I have poor circulation or an iron deficiency...I don't know. All I know is that I'm constantly cold and prefer the heat any day.
2. I watch The Secret Life of the American Teenager. And yes, I'm 23 years old. Judge if you want, I'm totally fine with that.
3. I can't get through a day at work without catching up on all of your blogs. My day simply will not be complete if I don't read 'em.
4. While I'm in love with New York City and plan on eventually moving there, I also dream of being with the one I love in some cute little house in a sleepy little town. I love both sides of the spectrum.
5. When someone in my family is upset, I get uneasy and feel the need to make it all better. Yeah, I'm that girl.
6. While I do not consider myself a jealous person, I do find myself feeling left out every once in a while when it comes to friends. Never guys, only friends.
7. I'll choose tofu and fish over poultry and beef any day, which makes sense since I'm a pescatarian.
8. I look forward to Saturdays (Fridays if I'm lucky) because People and Us Weekly come in the mail. Again, judge if you wish.
9. I don't cook or bake by any means, but I wish I could and am (gradually) trying to get into them both, starting with baking.
   
10. I have a major sweet tooth. Major.

Okay, since I've tagged a whole slew of people with this one, I'm gonna pass this on to anyone who wants to share facts about themselves. Because seriously? I'm interested in knowing more about each and every one of you. Ta-da!

I also got the blog lovin' award from Somewhere In Between (one of my favorite blogs!). Thank you so much!

There are no rules for this (sigh of relief, haha), but I want to pass this on to a few of my favorites:

• Fidgeting Gidget
• gorgeous footsteps in the sand
• OceanDreams

But honestly? Let's face it...I live for all of you. No joke.

And because I'm anal retentive/neurotic/what have you, I'm separating posts and writing another one sans awards (I love the word sans, can you tell?) in 5...4...3...2...

Strange...

Ready for something bizarre? Okay.

Sofia gets those Sephora email newsletter thingies, and a few days ago she got one. A new product is being featured. Look at the name on each bottle.


Now these names wouldn't be weird, if me and my co-workers' names weren't Ali, Sofia and Gina.

Creepy?

Naked Sans Blogging!

Whoa.

I didn't blog yesterday.

You know that feeling of taking your watch off? You feel naked?

That's how I feel right now after not blogging. For a day.

Sheesh.

So I'm sure this doesn't really affect anyone involved, but I've decided to not respond to every comment I receive with another comment. Oh my goodness, your comments make my day, my week, my month even. But I've realized that just because I comment doesn't mean the original commenter reads it because it's not in response to anything. Make sense? So until I figure out a way to alert my readers that I responded to their comments, I'm shutting up.

Which, trust me, is really a favor to you all.

Anyway.

I just love me some honesty. And apparently, Sarah over at Class and Coffee knows this because she bestowed the Honest Scrap Award upon my bloggy self. Thank you Sarah!


I'm such a rule follower:

• Thank the award giver - CHECK!
• Copy the logo and place on your blog - CHECK!
• Link back to the award giver/s - CHECK!
• Name 10 things about you that people may find interesting - SEE BELOW!
• Nominate and link 10 other blogs for this award - CHECK!
• Comment on each blog to tell them about the award! - CHECK!
  

1. I'm a bit of a grammar Nazi. Example: if I'm not sure how to spell something (which is very rare, I'm a spelling whiz) or if I don't know whether to capitalize a certain word, I will look it up. And if I find a typo in my writing? I'll flip out. In a sane kinda way, but I'll flip out nonetheless.
2. I still love the Olsen twin movies. You know, those movies. Drew and I lived for this on Friday nights in high elementary school. They're sort of timeless to us.
3. I love routine. I'm a creature of habit, and if I'm taken out of a routine, I'm way thrown off. I'll survive of course, but it's tough. What can I say? I'm a typical Type A. For Ali.
4. I have a way short attention span. It could be a slight case of ADD? Not sure.
5. I love going out, but if I get comfortable? I have a rough time motivating myself to get all dressed up and be social. But I'm one of the friendliest people you'll probably ever meet. Go figure.
6. One way to put me in a fantastic mood? Coffee and a cupcake.
7. I dated a psycho once. I mean, he really was absolutely insane and not playing with a full deck. But haven't we all? No? Oh.
8. I was once a bachelorette on a radio show. I got all excited because I thought I'd maybe meet a genuine guy. Then I found out it was all staged. Lame.
9. I dread the phone. I don't like returning calls. But I do it anyway, because that's what nice people do.
10. I'm Jewish and live for driving around with my family and looking at Christmas lights. Oh, it just warms my soul.
    

So I have to tag 10 people? That's a lot and I don't know if I have the energy! Is 5 acceptable? Yeah? Cool. I want honesty from:

• Vittoria at Always a drunk, never a bride
• Ashley at Ashley as Aurora
• Brooke at Brooke in Wonderland
• Chelsea at Chelsea Talks Smack
• Gabby at gabby, she wrote

On another note, I have a bone to pick with the Emmys people. The nominations were announced today, and who got snubbed? True Blood.

Not okay.

Emmys people? Call me. We need to talk.

On another note, I got this weird and random surge of motivation to run by tush to Target and buy Jillian Michaels' 30 Day Shred yesterday. Yes, I bought it and yes, I did it. And damn! Those 20 minutes are tough and brutal and amazing. I started with the first level, duh. I'm not about to get ahead of myself. And I plan on stickin' with that level for a bit. But I was thinking how annoying and repetitive it might get listening to Jillian say the same exact things over and over?

"You think these abs came free? No! You gotta work for 'em!"

"You want a 20 minute workout? Then no breaks!"

"Come on, you can do this. I know it hurts. But that's your body getting stronger!"

Ah, Jillian. You crazy wo(man) you.

And now, a photo. A cute photo.


That's Cash. I feel like I've mentioned this little man before but in case I haven't, he's the puppy of someone who works in my office. He's only 10 weeks old and Sofia dogsat him for a week last week (bless her tolerable heart). And FYI, this photo is completely to scale.

I'll leave you all with that, as I have more work to do. Later gators.

Rush!

Okay, this blog post needs to be quick because I actually have work to do.

The Bachelorette.

I have nothing else to say besides the following:

• Reid couldn't express his emotions. Good call Jillian, even if he was freaking adorable.
• Kiptyn comes off as the perfect guy to me, aside from the fact that he also comes off a bit gay. Anyone?
• I'm convinced the whole Ed can't get it up thing was staged. Regardless though, that's embarrassing and now he looks bad. But seriously? Even if that actually did happen, don't you think doing...that would be hard on national television? Yeah, me too.

The lovely and funny Cybeel over at scarletts walk gave me this award. Too cute. Thank you lady!


Oh. And this is my dream studio apartment at the moment, found over at A Life More Fabulous. Absolutely adore.

Hope everyone is well! SSS (Sorry So Short)!

PS: Kellie did it again, this time with Muddy Buddies.

Weekend Recap (and an award!)

This weekend was really great. I worked for a little bit on Saturday morning, then had a personal training session at the gym (they were having a deal - 3 one hour sessions for just $90!). After that, I got a much needed manicure and pedicure. And when I say much needed, I mean it. I'm totally not one of those girls who needs her nails done all the time. No sir. Which is why I was desperate to get 'em done - they were nasty! My mom had a gift certificate that she didn't want to use (she's weird like that) so she gave it to me. I was in heaven. And I only got the color on my nails because it's called Shootout at the O.K. Coral. The fact that I actually like the color is an added bonus.

Do any of you judge a nail polish by its name? I so do. It's weird.

After nail time, it was frozen yogurt time with mama. We met there and had yogurt that melted the second we walked outside to sit. But it was lovely.

That night, I went out with Sam and Colleen. I do enjoy these girls a lot.

Smile at another camera, ladies!

Sunday brought a grilled cheese party. The lovely C and S of Paisley Petunia hosted an intimate gathering of friends and fellow bloggers to make some delicious grilled cheese sandwiches. I had never met any of these ladies, but I loved every single one of them. I also loved this.

The ingredients for a fabulous time!

S is a grilled cheese pro.

A bunch of different cheeses, arugula, veggie bacon and avocado = deliciousness.

There were cupcakes. And white sangria.

The lovely hostesses!

I had a wonderful time, but am sad to say that consuming more cheese is not in my near future!

Last night was capped off with True Blood (um, so what is Maryann anyway?!) and some much needed sleep.

A fantastic weekend for me. What about you?

PS: I received this happy award from Irene at Year of My Fake Engagement and was am so happy!


Here are the rules:
This award is bestowed on to blogs that are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to six bloggers who must choose six more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.

I've tagged quite a few people already with this award, so I'm only going to tag 3 this time - I hope that's okay! I hereby tag:

• Sarah at Class and Coffee
• Megan at In this wonderful life...
• Mayra at life is BANANAS.
  

Woo hoo!

Friend Makin' Monday

I swear, the only thing I really like about Mondays are Friend Makin' Mondays! Kasey's still having a blast on her road trip, so Dandelion Wishes is hosting the partay today. Woo hoo!

The rules can be found here.

And here's the prompt (which I love): List 5-10 of your favorite things!

Well okay then. Here goes, pictures and all.

1) Frozen yogurt, preferably from Golden Spoon. Because it's my favorite and is right down the street.


2) New York City. Because it's just a half hour drive from where I grew up and it's where I want to live later on. I found this cute picture and although it's small, I think it's so cute.


3) Blogging. Because it's connected me with such an amazing community of people, and allows me to quench my thirst for writing. I have seen the light!

4) Coffee. Because it's the best. I think the picture explains it all, what with the heart and everything.


5) The beach. Malibu to be exact. Because, I mean...look at it. Not to mention that along with the beach comes Malibu Seafood, Malibu Yogurt and if I'm lucky, some color - generally of the red hue.


What are some of your favorite things?

Red Light, Green Light, 1-2-3

I went out last night with my friend Sam and a few other people. I'm not out all that often right now because a) it's expensive and I don't do expensive; I'm trying to save and b) I don't live all that close to going out spots and the mileage on my car is astronomically high (like, 117 thousand something miles high). So I was really excited to get out there, especially since I have a much greener light going on. And by a green light, I mean that since Derek and I are no longer whatever we were, my single status is...hm, this is hard to explain. Remember that episode of Sex and the City when Miranda (at least I think it was Miranda) tells Carrie (or Samantha, or Charlotte) that her light is on because she's single now? Like a cab who has no customers inside. Make sense?

Anyway, I like that my light is on. And it's green because, well...green means go. I made that way too complicated than it really is. Anyway.

We had fun. But who am I kidding? I can't just go out there and pretend I don't miss him and don't want to see him and don't want to be with him. That would be lying to myself, and I don't do lying.

I suddenly found myself missing him. A lot. And just like that, my light became a bit more yellow. Or maybe it already was yellow to begin with. Yellow, proceed with caution. As much as I would absolutely love to have a big, neon green light right now, it just doesn't seem to be where I'm currently at. And I guess that makes sense, considering the fact that I think I've been handling all of this pretty well and taking it in stride. The other shoe's gotta drop sometime.

I know I'll get there. I know my light will turn green. But it's not just going to suddenly change; it's going to evolve. Because we all go through feelings and emotions in our own time. This is my time that I'm going through. And while this metaphorical light may not be green yet, it's yellow. And at the moment, that's just fine by me.