Saturday, June 30, 2007
A pineapple upside-down cake. My very first. It looks so cute!
And this coconut cup, found on clearance at Target. Plus a cheesy lei.
Friday, June 29, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
The heaviness is lifted off your shoulders and your heart. Difficult circumstances that have been weighing on you for too long are now transforming from heavy metals into spiritual gold. The philosopher's stone may be working magic for you now, but you cannot take anything for granted. Temper your excitement with humility and gratitude.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
So let's get to it:
- I once worked the door at a fashion show in Venice. California, not Italy. I was really bad at it because I had no idea who was "somebody" and who was "nobody." Except for one guy from General Hospital and another guy from Passions. They were somebody enough for me.
- I once at a spoonful of nasty things for five dollars on a school field trip.
- I own a gravy boat, which has never been used. I just like knowing that I have one should the occasion rise.
- I was sophomore class vice-president. Sort of by default. I ran unopposed. Which either means that I either intimidated the heck out of the competition or no one else wanted the crappy job.
- I can beat Super Mario Brothers on the first try.
- I like the smell of bleach.
- I came in second on a game show on the PAX network. Which I don't think even exists anymore.
- I did Jazzercise last night. How amazingly 80's is that? I only wished I'd been wearing a leotard and a sweat band.
(Sidenote: for those of you that I owe interview questions, expect them in your respective inboxes this weekend)
Monday, June 25, 2007
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
- Cleaned my apartment
- Took the dog for a long walk
- Loaded the dishwasher
- Shredded old bills
- Folded laundry
- Worked out
Things I did instead:
- Got a manicure with Jenelle
- Had a long lunch at Chili's (totally off Adkins, btw... The Philly cheesesteaks did me in. Instead I'm trying that eat healthy and work out idea...)
- Perused the mall
- Watched The Closer and Entourage off my overflowing TiVo
- Took a long nap
- Went tanning
I am planning a trip to your fine city.
Anyone up for, like, an in-person meeting?
You all let me know what you think about that... Let it marinate a bit...
Your Blog Friend,
Thursday, June 21, 2007
1) Most anyone who reads your blog knows why you moved to Kansas (for your boyfriend at the time). Since that relationship has since ended, what is keeping you in Kansas? It's obvious that you miss California so what's holding you back from returning there?
Oooh. That's a good one. Actually, it's good timing to ask that because I just got back to Wichita from a hectic week in the Northeast and anytime I visit a big city (such as Philly), I start to ponder why exactly I'm still in Kansas. Over the past two years and 9 months (eek!), there have been plenty of times where I've called my family in CA and said, "Get the U-Haul ready, I'm coming home." But every time, something has kept me here. And I've always believed, since the road trip I took to move here, that if it didn't work out with The Ex, I was coming to Wichita for a reason, even if I didn't realize what that reason was for quite some time. I'm still not sure I know. But when I decided to move, everything fell into place so seamlessly that I knew this was the right thing to do. At the moment, I have a really good job with a really good company and my future there looks really, really bright. I would be foolish to throw away that opportunity. I have made some really, really great friends here and I can't imagine leaving them right now. I've become involved with my sorority alumni group, which I never thought I would do, but am so glad I did. The Wichita Eagle has interviewed me on four different occasions, which is really cool. I find that in Wichita, it's really easy to be a big fish in a small pond and I kinda like that. Um, and can we talk about the cost of living for a moment? Yeah, my apartment now is like three or four of my LA apartments for significantly less money. And as long as I keep making a decent living so I can visit California when I want and as long as I keep traveling for work so I can enjoy big city life without actually having to deal with its hassles on a daily basis, it's kind of nice to come back home where the pace is a little slower, the air quality is good and there is no such thing as traffic. Wichita has somehow become my home and I never expected to like it the way I have. Of course, you've caught me at a bit of an optimistic moment... Oh my gosh, I need to maybe be more concise with my other answers or this is going to be the longest blog post ever.
2) You definitely aren't shy about writing sharing details about your love life on your blog. You've even stated before that even your friends joke around that no one should date you because it'll end up on the internet. Coming from someone who makes a point to not do so, why you do it? Has it ever been an issue in any of your previous relationships?
Why do I do it? Good question. Wow, Brad, way to go all Barbara Walters on me. I guess it's kind of "my thing." Some girls talk to their girlfriends about dating. I put it out there on the Internet for mass consumption. Is it the smartest thing to do? No. But I can't imagine NOT talking about it. I mean, single people have it rough. Dating is really hard after, like, eleventh grade. And I think that if someone reads what I have to say about guys or dating or my mistakes or my successes and relates to it, then it's worth putting it out there. We single people have to stick together. I also think that dating makes some of the funniest writing material ever. So maybe I'm cheapening my relationships by publishing them for their humor, but if you can't laugh about them in hindsight, why even bother dating? It has rather amazingly not been an issue in any of my relationships. When I first start to date someone, I am really upfront about it - "Look, I have this blog thing and I pretty much talk about everything on there..." But once I am serious about someone, I tend to keep it more private. Obviously, it's been awhile since I was serious about someone...
3) I can tell you are a pretty big reality television junkie. In fact, correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm pretty sure you even have another website devoted primarily to gossip pertaining to the genre. I am someone who doesn't watch reality t.v. Assume the role of a salesperson and "sell" me on why it is so great to watch. Try to woo me.
I don't know that I would necessarily consider myself a big reality TV junkie. Ok, that's a lie. I definitely have my "guilty pleasure" reality shows - MTV shows like Laguna Beach, The Real World, Real World/Road Rules Challenges, The Hills (I totally interviewed Heidi & Spencer over at MTV Reality World) and shows on Bravo - Project Runway, Top Chef, The Real Housewives of Orange County... I still watch Survivor even. But you might be surprised to learn that my favorite shows are, in fact, serial dramas and "dramedys": Veronica Mars, Sex and the City, The Sopranos, Entourage, The Closer (back for the summer!), Rescue Me (also back for the summer and just fantastically well-written), Weeds, Grey's Anatomy, Lost and... Oh wow. I am just realizing how much TV I actually watch. Thank God for TiVo. So why should you watch reality TV? It's all about the drama. No reality show is worth watching if you can't watch real people, not characters (though they are cast and edited to become characters) duke it out on national TV, whether it's in a cooking competition or fighting with a roommate or kicking some "Bad Guy" ass on a RW/RR Challenge. It's trashy and deliciously so. Some of the shows are a bit more highbrow than, say, Being Bobby Brown. And this is where I would suggest you take your first reality show nibble. Try watching an episode of The Amazing Race. It's exciting and educational and dramatic and fun. If that doesn't get you hooked, you can just continue on, satisfied that you haven't wasted precious hours of your life like I apparently have.
4) Please list your likes/dislikes of both Midwestern living as well as life in California. I'm sure there are some obvious ones (i.e. the weather), but I'd be curious to know that your thoughts are of each place.
California Likes: My family. The Pacific. Mountains. Great shopping. Diversity. Culture. Real Mexican food. Sushi. SoCal weather. Tahoe. Malibu. PCH. South Beverly Drive. In N Out Burger. Midtown Sacramento. Trader Joe's. Whole Foods. Buying wine at the grocery store. Nordstrom. Nordstrom Rack. Driving down the 10 and seeing the Hollywood sign. Montana Ave. in Santa Monica. Santa Cruz, CA (everything about it, especially my dad). Frozen yogurt on a Friday night in Rocklin with my sisters. Safeway (I have an odd adoration for Safeway grocery stores). The Grove/Farmer's Market in LA. Miracle Mile apartments. Hancock Park homes. The drive from Sacramento to Santa Cruz. The Oakland A's. Napa. Crossing the Bay Bridge (my heart stops for a moment every time). Vacationing all over the state and feeling like you're in an entirely different place.
Kansas Likes: My friends. My job. Cost of living. Thunderstorms. BBQ. Bison burgers. NO TRAFFIC. Friendly people. Tiny airport (this is a like and a dislike). Cute, cornfed Midwestern boys. $3 Beers. $2 Beers. $1 Beers. Gas prices. Open fields. Super Target. Midwestern cities (KC, St. Louis, Chicago...). My apartment. The Crush. Delta Gamma Alumnae. The Northeast Side. Bella Luna Cafe. Old Town. Mort's. The Anchor. Dancing at Margaritas with all of the single over-40 crowd. Seeing the Keeper of the Plains at night. Brunch at the Wichita Art Museum. SNOW! College Hill. Warm summer nights. 15 minutes to anywhere in town. The Flint Hills. Feeling calm.
California Dislikes: Traffic. Traffic. Traffic. Cost of living ($950 for 325 sq. feet in the Miracle Mile district of LA...). $10 shots of tequila (right Fred?). Smarmy LA guys. Hollywood in general. Congestion. No such thing as open spaces unless you're on I-5 and who wants to be on I-5 in the middle of nowhere anyway? The Valley (except for Ventura Boulevard). SMOG. Hot summers. Hot winters. The Plastic Lifestyle. Incessant competition. 16 year old kids with BMWs. Every agent who works at William Morris and walks down South Beverly during lunch. Expensive everything. Gas prices. The Inland Empire. LAX. The ten million people inside Trader Joe's at any given moment.
Kansas Dislikes: No family. No decent shoe stores in the greater Wichita area. No family. Significant lack of mountains and/or ocean. Expensive airfare. Humidity. General lack of culture or diversity. Sushi? Spangles commercials. Cheap beer means gross drunk guys (and girls) in Old Town. Lack of outdoor activity. No one walks anywhere. Giant parking lots and big box stores. Men wear overalls. Everyone wears those damn Crocs. No major sporting events in Wichita. The drive to Kansas City. 11,000 more single women than men in Wichita. The likelihood of running into an ex is significantly greater. Chicken fried everything.
5) If you could have dinner with one living celebrity of each sex who would it be and why? On the flip side, if you could punch one celebrity of each sex in the face who would it be and why?
I'd have dinner with Lisa Loeb because I adore her, her love of pink and Hello Kitty and her music. Also, I'd have dinner with Justin Timberlake because he's dreamy. Who would I punch? Britney Spears. Maybe it would knock some sense in her. And Tom Cruise, so I could distract him and give Katie Holmes the chance to run far, far away.
So there you have it. My interview and the longest post ever. Want to be the next interview victim? Send me an email - firstname.lastname@example.org.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
And I think I've eaten 8000 calories.
Uh, Philly cheesesteaks... Why didn't I try those sooner? Probably a good thing. But when in Rome...
And now my Philly cheesesteak is sitting like a giant greasy lump in my belly...
Off to Atlantic City!
I'm in a software training class. Part of the software package includes the ability to create blogs. So I am literally blogging while being "taught" how to blog. How's that for some irony? Um, I think I have it down already, but thanks.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
- Room service. That's totally a given.
- Mini condiments that come with room service.
- Free copies of USA Today which I faithfully read.
- Triangle points on the toilet paper.
- Turndown service.
- Down comforters and super soft beds.
- Unlimited A/C. I turn it down to, like, 65.
- Unlimited hot water. I take loooooong showers.
- Free HBO. Even though I pay for it at home.
- Free toiletries and shower caps. I have an odd shower cap addiction. I have like 20 at home and the collection continues to grow... I'm like the only person under the age of 60 who uses a shower cap. Well, except my mom. Who is totally under 60 and really hot too.
- Maid service.
- Ice buckets.
- Did I mention room service?
Monday, June 18, 2007
More to come on the art of breastfeeding (this was all new to me), Clinique Bonus Time, Sephora, a handful of carbs and my training course.
Kerry, you are the dearest friend. And Isabel is amazing. I had soooo much fun with you this evening! I wish we'd had more time! We've come a long way since The Great Peep Prank of 1999 (which we totally would have gotten away with if it wasn't for your blasted younger brother)...
Sorry for the grainy pic, but the Blackberry Pearl was all that was handy.
Linda B. took a few with her camera that I'll load later.
For now, my super comfortable bed is calling my name. Well, the bed that lil' Isabel did not spit up or crap upon.
- I'm in King of Prussia. The most amazing mall ever is right across the street from my hotel. In fact, I'm looking at Neiman Marcus as I type. Nordstrom Rack is down the street. Yes, Nordstrom Rack. Mama's gonna buy some new shoes.
- Crush status: fantastic. We've communicated our expectations and while I'm not giving details so not to jinx anything, just know that things are good and I am really happy.
- The Crush and I went to dinner this weekend at Bonefish Grill. As we were leaving, I slipped and bit it right in front of the hostess desk. Hard. I looked up at everyone and sort of blurted out, "Time to leave!" I then stood up and bolted for the door. I laughed about this for the next three hours. In fact, I'm laughing right now.
- Kerry is driving from Jersey to have dinner with me tonight. Woot! She's bringing her adorable baby, Isabel. I fully intent to hold her for the entire evening.
- My haircut looks good. It's confirmed. And yes, I'll post a pic.
- My hotel bed is the most comfortable hotel bed ever. I slept like a baby.
- I've now lost 8 pounds. Though I did cheat and have a mojito last night. Ok, three.
- It's Clinique Bonus Time at Lord & Taylor. I've never been to a Lord & Taylor, but guess what? Yup, there's one across the street. Hello there Moisture Surge moisturizer. You're coming home with me. And the free treasures that your purchase will bring.
- Jill and I totally rocked an estate sale this weekend. Jill made out like a bandit. I made out with three candlesticks that apparently can't hold candle's because they're a fire hazard. Yeah. How does that work?
Ok. Must go now. More later.
Friday, June 15, 2007
So... yeah. It was good. Always nice to spend some time chatting to another Bay Area girl who happens to live a far more interesting life than me.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Yes, five pounds.
I now have the motivation to make it through an entire week of traveling (seriously - do you know how hard this will be?) without cheating.
I even went out for Mexican food tonight and didn't eat a chip. Not one. And I had a salad. I love Mexican food. I love rice and beans and cheesy enchiladas and chips and salsa and instead I had a salad.
I'm going to go eat a celebratory 15 calorie, sugar free popsicle. Woot!
I especially can't wait to do this:
Yeah, I'm gonna get my Rocky on.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
But this shiz is free which is kind of like it's on a super clearance and y'all know I can't pass that up.
So, I'm interviewing Jenn from The Real World - Denver on Friday. It's part of a series of Real World interviews that I'll be doing over at MTV Reality World.
So if you happen to watch the show or caught her on The Inferno, I'm opening up the floor. Is there anything that you would ask her if you had the chance?
I'll ask just about anything as long as I can blame it on "a fan."
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
I got out my kitchen shears and began whacking away like I had an idea of what I was doing.
I was like an out of control child who steals the scissors and begins whacking off chunks.
Here's the thing. Cutting hair is a lot more difficult than you might think. I think I've actually made it look ok. In fact, it kind of looks like what I wanted all along. I think. I hope it resembles a cute, shaggy bob. I keep changing my mind every time I look in the mirror. I'm having a bit of a panic attack. Why on earth did I just pay $120 for a haircut (and color - don't panic!) if I couldn't even speak up to say that it wasn't as short as I wanted it? Why did I feel like that might hurt my stylist's feelings? She's fantastic and she probably could have taken it.
I can't believe I've done this.
Something is wrong with my tonsils. More specifically, there are these giant cavity things in them that occasionally collect junk. I can't talk about it too much because it makes me kind of sick to just think about. And I have, like, the world's strongest gag reflex. Just talking about things like loogies (ohhhhhh yuck) or phlegm.... Well, then there's the gagging and sometimes, just upon discussing something, I've thrown up a little.
Back to the holes in my tonsils. Usually, I have to clean out this odd little batch of stuff that's gathered in there. This makes me gag and then barf every time. Never fails. Usually this is because I have to stick something in the back of my throat to accomplish the task. Sometimes it's just because I find this whole ordeal thoroughly disgusting.
So right now I can feel that something is lodged in a tonsil, only I can't see it when I look in the mirror. But I can feel it. And sometimes there's this distinctive taste in my mouth that makes me thing, yup, it's that time.
Ok, I can't blog about it anymore. If you haven't barfed already, I think I might make it up for you right now....
Ugggggh. Please make it stop!!!!!
(For the record, this has been looked at by a doctor who claimed that this isn't uncommon at all.)
Monday, June 11, 2007
But it's not glamorous to walk outside and instantly perspire. Nope, nothing glamorous about that at all.
Not only is it just sticky and awful, but the bugs are out in full force. This is not good because I hate bugs and I have to take The Pug out for a pee break every 5 hours or so. When I took her out for her morning tinkle and doodie, I had five mosquito bites within literally two minutes. And there are moths everywhere. And y'all know that I have a horrible fear of moths. So now I'm spraying myself with insect repellant just to go outside for, like, a minute. I stink. And not just because I got all Tony Little on yo ass and rocked the Gazelle for thirty minutes...
Nonetheless, Dermot still makes me swoon in My Best Friends Wedding when he sings The Way You Look Tonight to Julia Roberts. Amazing. Such a hot piece of man.
So yeah, I'm all about the low carb right now. And the Gazelle - thank you, Tony Little. And Windsor Pilates, thank you, Daisy Fuentes. And I'm giving up booze for awhile... because that has so many carbs and calories and it makes me dance on tables. Just kidding, mom.
When I've reached my goal of fitting in my skinny jeans again, I'll take a picture and post it. How's that for accountability? It's kinda like Kirstie Alley wearing a bikini on Oprah... Only not.
Saturday, June 9, 2007
In Wichita, my options are limited and I've found that I frequent Bath & Body Works more now than when I was 13.
It's become a problem:
It's a blurry pic, but I think you get the idea. And this isn't even including the three lotions sitting on my desk at work.
But I do like that I've arranged them all like beauty pageant contestants.
Friday, June 8, 2007
Do you remember this Jeremy Jackson kid? Let me refresh your memory:
Why hello there, HOBIE FROM BAYWATCH.
Oh how I wish I could hop on a plane to New York and spend the weekend at all of these ridiculous events. These can't remain untouched by ACGIK. It's just not right...
This, friends, is a copy of the March cover of Fast Company magazine. And that is the top half of Arnold Schwarzenegger's head. I worked on his campaign during the fall right before I moved to LA many moons ago. I was invited to hear him speak several times AND to the innaguration. Unfortunately, I was busy managing an office in the 90212 and couldn't make it. Nonetheless, I have this posted in my cube because of the following quote:
"Come on. We're from California. We've always been number one. Let's show the rest of the world that we can come up with the best ideas. Let's kick some butt here."
I love it. Of course, I think he was talking about California's efforts toward reducing greenhouse gasses and whatnot, but I kinda just like to repeat it to myself when I'm in a funk.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
So here we go...
- Make a quiche. I have no idea how, but surely Ina could teach me.
- Read saucy chick lit by the pool.
- Travel. And by travel, I mean vacation. The Non Crush believed that real travelers were people who, like, stayed in hostels and slummed it for a few weeks like the locals. It's a good thing this didn't work out because he obviously didn't get that I need at LEAST three star accommodations. Under no circumstances will I share a bathroom. Random hairs make me nauseous. Anyway, I am thinking of checking out Chicago or meeting my mom in NYC for another shopping extravaganza. Maybe I could rent a convertible and take a road trip through New England. With a scarf in my hair. And go to clam bakes. Geez, number three is a doozie.
- Watch quaint independent films that no one else likes but me.
- Plant some flowers and (hopefully) remember to water them.
- Write my book.
- Take tennis lessons.
- Be a superstar at work. Less distractions without a crush to invade one's thoughts.
- Try every Sauvignon Blanc at the liquor store.
- Audition for community theater.
- Sit in my underwear in my air conditioned apartment and give myself a pedicure.
- Go to a movie. Alone. I've always wanted to have the courage to do that.
- Go on some dates with men who aren't lacking respect or consideration. And are maybe even really hot.
- Do the eight Windsor Pilates DVDs that I bought off TV. Thanks Daisy Fuentes.
- Brush up on my Spanish. Save my pennies for a trip to Barcelona.
- Watch all three Godfather movies in a row.
- Walk the Pug.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Here we go:
The Crush (or The Non-Crush, once referred to as The More Than Just a Crush): We've been on some dates, we've gone out for some drinks, we rented one foreign film. We've hit a bit of a speed bump and I'm really not sure what is going on at all. Current status: Unknown
The Ex With The Crazy Ex: Last serious relationship, circa last summer though the fall. Lots of sizzle then lots of fizzle. Had a crazy ex who called me once and I was frightened after that. Was kind of crazy himself. Current status: Still Crazy
The Thug: A brief summer fling right before TEWTCE who was younger and kind of a disaster. Was a gangsta in a former life. Had more drama than a Friday episode of General Hospital. Current status: Drunk Dialer
The Ex: Yes, just The Ex. The one I moved to Kansas for. Is a country boy. I clearly am not a country girl. Has some anger management issues. Wears tapered leg jeans. Do note that the previous two observations didn't occur until AFTER move to Kansas. Also regularly referred to as The Crier. Current status: Manged to Marry a Doctor (OMG - can you imagine the sobbing at that wedding?)
The Hollywood Producer: All was fine and dandy until he hired a stylist, acquired more hair products than me, and hit on an undercover narcotics officer at Coachella and disappeared for a bit because he was in the slammer. Current status: Probably Smoking a Doobie Somewhere
The Older Man: Possibly the biggest dating mistake ever. Was ten years older and acted ten years younger. Lied. A lot. Highly unreliable. Fake cried once or twice in a feeble attempt to gain sympathy. Should have taken lessons from The Crier. Current status: Likely Off Fathering Illegitimate Children
The Best Ex Ever/The Mun: Probably first real love. Best friend. Most awesome guy I know. We started as friends and remain friends. I wouldn't have it any other way. I laughed more with him than with anyone else - even doing lame stuff like examining our toes or playing car games to amuse ourselves. The guy who has set the bar high for all others. Current status: Happily Engaged (and I'm ecstatic for him)
...More guys to come and more gaps to fill in in the next edition of The Guylossary.
So, sadly, I'll have to miss the Athletes, Models and Bottles extravaganza.
The power went off at work today. The emergency generator kicked on and then - poof - everything went black.
My laptop was working thanks to the battery, but anyone without a laptop was pretty much screwed. of course, having your laptop work when everything around you is almost pitch black doesn't really do much good.
After a field trip through the complex to another building (that had power), a ride on an elevator (where Linda B. and I prayed we would get stuck because we thought it might be funny and adventurous), and a long walk back (with fingers crossed that the power was still off), my cool boss said I could take off and work from home since it was pretty much useless to stay.
It's insanely windy today. Like 50 MPH winds. I tried rather foolishly to take a picture, but of course, you can't SEE wind. So instead I took a picture of Lola looking outside at the wind.
Ok, now time to WORK.
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
If something has been in your way, today another layer of resistance drops away. You are gold medal material. You are the illuminated magic of stars and nothing can get in your way. Nothing, that is, except your sense of overinflated self-importance. As good as you may feel, remember not to burn all your fuel today or you won't have enough energy left for tomorrow.
I am gold medal material? I am the illuminated magic of stars?
It's encouraging and all, but I don't see any layers of resistance dropping anywhere. What a crock...
Monday, June 4, 2007
Baseball players are hot. Not quite as hot when they are little Weeble-like dolls. But totally hot nonetheless.
Sunday, June 3, 2007
So here we go with June's mixed tape
- Hey There Delilah - Plain White T's
- Melissa - The Allman Brothers Band
- Follow Through - Gavin Degraw
- Stolen - Dashboard Confessional
- Easy Silence - Dixie Chicks
- Tiny Dancer - Elton John
- Big Girls Don't Cry (Personal) - Fergie
- Wild Horses - The Sundays
- The Remedy (acoustic) - Jason Mraz
- What Goes Around... Comes Around - Justin Timberlake
- This Year's Love - David Gray
- Fade Into You - Mazzy Star
- Lover Lay Down - Dave Matthews Band
- I'll Stand by You - The Pretenders
- Fast Car - Tracy Chapman
- Face Down (acoustic) - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
- Sitting on the Dock of the Bay - Otis Redding
- Fools Like Me - Lisa Loeb
- Midnight Train to Georgia - Gladys Knight & The Pips
- Closer to Fine - Indigo Girls