there is a BIG difference between 68 degrees and 70

So now that my heater is fixed and I'm not being poisoned with every breath I take, I like to take advantage and not freeze my nips off. So I'm laying here in bed and I can't get warm when I have the heater set at a nice 68. Wtf right? And I'm under 52 blankets on my bed- fyi. Fine, whatever. I go turn it up to 70 and I shit you not if 5 mins later I'm not sweating my non-existent balls off!!!! What gives here?!?! Its like when you're in the car and every 2 seconds you're messing with the temp thing because you can't get comfortable. Why is it so hard to find a happy medium? Shit man.

All while I'm going through this hot-cold, hot-cold bullshit I'm totally having an out-of-body experience as if I have the munchies after smoking weed. (true story- I have never smoked weed in my life, let alone a cigarette, which I am very proud of) Wondering how I know about "munchies" then aren't you? Let's just say I have a lot of friends that aren't like me! haha. Mind you I had already gone to bed and almost fell asleep when I was rudely woken up and then pissed off by the person who woke me. Mind you, never in my life have I gotten out of bed to get something to eat! (nor could I ever understand how people actually do this) I literally jumped out of bed and was ravenous in the kitchen (is that the right word?) I heated up some left over spaghetti....that wasn't good enough. So I grabbed an avocado and whipped that son of a bitch into guacamole so fast I could have won a medal. I didn't know I had it in me. I even took a swig of dr pepper right out of the bottle because it took too long to get a glass. Ew. Who does that?! Not me! I don't know what the hell came over me, seriously it was like a whole different person. I still can't believe it. So I was sitting in my bed eating chips and guacamole and naturally my cat comes over because she likes chips (swear) and if I don't share with her, she'll help herself in the bag. Ok, if you want to be sneaky and eat in bed with no crumbs, don't share with Meesha!! She is so messy! She smacks with her mouth open (well I guess all animals do...) and chip remnents are flying all over the place (and of course she won't eat her crumbs.) So I pretty much inhaled that in about 5.7 seconds and now I'm good!! Finally. Only problem now, I'm not the least bit tired! wahh.

I'm so excited for tomorrow to go to the city to see my girls, love and shoshy pants!! Taco Tuesday here I come! I've never gotten to experience TT but I hear they're quite fun! Not to mention I haven't seen my girls in over a month which is not ok with me. And to top it off, I got a call today to set up an interview at the office where Shosh's dad works! So excited! But naturally got my mind spinning about all the other things that are going on in my life, but I just gotta take it one step at a time. 3 separate times I picked up my phone to call my therapist for a 911 phone sesh but I just calmly talked myself through it. So proud. So anyway, after tomorrow I'm sure I'll have more to gush about! So until next time....I'm pickin chip remnents out of my bed and passin the eff out! kisses!

As observant as I am, I can be oblivious to the world

OMG, naturally after I posted that last blog I tried out that "next blog" button again and every effing blog it took me to was some sort of black and red, long hair with over sized t-shirts, I'm gonna eat you, scary heavy metal screaming type blogs. WTF?!?!?! I am clearly way to pretty in pink to be classified in such a dirty category. Which also led me to this memory/eye opening experience that I must share with you.

Ok, so believe it or not in my younger years I went through a stage of going to local shows which featured heavy metal, screaming into the microphone bands. I know, who knew?! I was good friends with a band, which naturally lead to being friends with other local bands. Granted I never really was a fan of this particular music but my friends were and I loved my friends and loved hanging out with them. At the time I never really payed any attention to what people were wearing in those crowds, basically because I wasn't really into it for the music/crowd but more for my friends. Anyway, long story short, I went to a show one night and I was wearing pink (duh.) and the singer of one of the bands (whom of which was quite good friends with my crew, but he really scared the crap out of me and I was always terrified of him even if he said hi to me) told me, maybe next time you could wear like a black sweatshirt or something because you are at a rock show and pink doesn't really fit in around here. Ugh. If only I had the balls then that I have today I would have told that mother fucker off. But I didn't. And it scarred me. bleh. Fucker. Anyway, I guess my point is now I always recognize that type of crowd for not having any pink in it and only being a sea of black scary people. Whatever, that wasn't the last time I wore pink to a rock show, so HA! eat that Mr. lead-singer-of-an-exstinct-band-that-I-can't-remember-the-name-of.

Okay, I'm done now :) so until next time....me and my chubby hands are going to bed. kisses.

please classify me as "a pretty young professional"

Okay, so I wasn't planning on blogging tonight seeing as how I had a miserable day and didn't really have anything to say up until about 10 seconds ago. So I'm sitting here at home, bored as hell watching "The Nanny". (which might I add was one of my top 10 90's sitcoms) I was going to edit my profile on here and decided to click on the "next blog" button at the top of the screen. As I went from blog to blog I quickly realized every one it was going to was basically the same, either with a very unattractive couple or a little family with a squinty eyed, unibrowed toddler with only 1 tooth. Ew. Isn't there some sort of "sort filter" on this thing that will bundle me into a semi-same category preferrably made up of young pretty professionals? When a friendly random stranger comes upon my blog as they are clicking that same "Next Blog" button, I want the blog before me and after me to be some sort of attractive, single, fashionable, young twentysomething writting about all their drunken shenanigans and noteworthy life experiences. Not some snotty nosed, my baby is cuter than yours, look at my happy little family blog. It makes me feel a little out of place, not to mention makes me vomit a little in my mouth.

Alright, I feel better now. Sorry for being so short (not me, this post) but that's all I had to rant about. So until next time.....I'm going on a diet because my hands are looking fat. kisses.

Vodka cures everything; I don’t care what they say in those AA meetings…

So I have been informed that I am not self prescribed ADD, I am self diagnosed ADD...same thing right? Whatevs. First up, my bestie Ciera is ENGAGED!!!!! Woo-hoo!! I'm soooo excited for her and Tyler! It took me a few days for it to process, probably because she is the first of my bestie's to get engaged. That or I really only think about myself. Andandand she wants ME to be in the wedding!! How cool is that?! I know. Now I gotta find a date....shit. Oh and naturally, her ring is BEAUTIFUL!! Perfect size and yes, size DOES matter (in more ways than one...) I'm so happy for them...but naturally it makes me feel like a loser because I can't even find an effing boyfriend. Whatever.

I just got the news that another bestie of mine Sara also got engaged this morning!!! Yayy!! I'm so excited for her and Nick...they've been on and off since freshman year of high school (quick math, 10 years) and its great to hear that they are now officially going to spend the rest of their lives together. Once again, I can't even find a boyfriend, let alone the person I'm going to spend the rest of my life with! As excited as I am for both of my besties, I really can't handle another engagement right now. Maybe next year. Ha.

Oh, so Ciera introduced me to a new alcoholic beverage! Basically its me wrapped up in a bottle! It's pink, sparkly and vodka...enough said. So I had it last night and it was amazing. I'm in love. We opened presents this morning at my moms and I got 4 bottles of vodka, 3 of which are Grey Goose in 3 different sizes. Fabulous. AND I got a crockpot! Sooo excited! Last night was Christmas at the Ferro's. So fun, I had a great time. Until the end when my sister made a completely uncalled for comment and I wanted to throw my pump at her face. But what's new right? I don't even know why I bother to make small talk with her. So being upset with that and already crying I decided (whether it was the right time or not) to tell Jason just how I really feel about things between me and him. He wasn't happy but I don't really care. I'm tired of being upset with him all the time. I called him on all his bullshit and in the typical Jason way he denied it all (sounds familiar right? *coughcrystlecough*) I'm not sorry for anything I said to him. My heart was hurting so bad I was having a complete meltdown. The kind where you're crying so hard you can't breathe and all you want to do is scream, which I did, into a pillow. I screamed so hard that my throat hurts today. My eyes were so puffy this morning it was ridiculous. I'm so tired of my heart hurting all the time from either him or my sister. Sometimes I really hate that I care so much. But that's just who I am. Okay, enough of this blah blah its bringing me down!

I know I said I was going to talk about social networking but I don't feel like it anymore...maybe another time. Oh but NYE me and my boo (Chase) were going to get dressed up, go out for dinner and drinks and then drink even more at my place but now I find out he has to open the next day. Really!?!?!! *heavy sigh* Stupid people and their dependency on starbucks at 5 in the morning ruins my plans! Oh well, whatever we end up doing I'm sure we will have a blast because we always have a blast together.

Hate to make this end so soon but now I have to go get ready to go to my dad's. So until next time...I'm DEFINITELY going to have a cocktail ;) Merry Christmas! kisses!

I'm like a firecracker, I make it hot

First off I would like to say, I LOVE VACATION!! I like to have the option that if I don't want to do anything, I don't have to! But with that said, I've had quite a productive day!! I wrapped the few presents I have (2), still need to find a box for the other, and wait til payday to finish the other and buy one more. Stupid money. It's always M.I.A. from my bank account. Its like a freakin game of hide n seek. (if you hadn't noticed I get easily distracted and wander in some other random direction) Back to my productive day, it also included the beginning stages of cleaning my "getting ready room". Bet most of you can't say you have one of those, can you? Ha! Well I do! A nice master bedroom dedicated to this princess getting beautified every morning. Needless to say, being a girl, there are clothes EVERYWHERE!! So I started going through everything, and came across this brilliant idea! Since I will be moving within the next couples months why don't I just start packing up some clothes! Genious! This idea gave me even more inspiration because I cannot wait to move into my new house! (more on that later) But, having self-prescribed ADD I quickly decided I needed to shower instead and haven't quite ventured back in that room to continue cleaning :) oh well, tomorrow is another day. I also spent about a half hour on the phone with AT&T for them to tell me, oh well there's some sort of glitch with Blackberry right now so that might be the problem, but I really can't tell you for sure. Glorious. Thanks for your help and 30 mins of my life that I'll never get back. (FYI if I text you and you keep getting the same message over and over again, its not me being obnoxious, blame it on the blackberry.) I've had my phone for about a year and a half (a lifetime, I know) so not only am I not eligible for an upgrade until May Day, but my year long BB warranty is up also. No replacement phone for me. Mind you, I tried everything to get my phone to break "accidentally" before the warranty was up and this mother f'er wasn't having it!! NOW it wants to break. Really? Asshole.

On to the next issue...I hate boys. I might as well become a nun. Just send me to a convent!! I think thats what they're called, I'm not religious, I really don't know. What I do know? I can watch Home Alone over and over again. But seriously though, when am I going to come to the realization that Jason is never going to change?! UGH!!! A boy with whom I'm totally in love with and he's everything I've never wanted. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?! No clue, but it is. Ask me if I have a bf and I'll say, "ummm, I have a Jason?" What kind of answer is that?! People can tell me over and over again what I need to do, but until I'm ready its not gonna happen. Ya know, I like to think of myself as a good looking young lady (one that could use to lose a few pounds, but why pick?) Shouldn't there be a row of Prince Charmings lined up at my door just waiting for a chance to speak to me?!?! *pop* (that was someone bursting the bubble I like to live in 99% of the time)

Ok, I have so much to talk about, but I feel like I need to be somewhere else doing something else (ADD) so when I come back to write more about the thoughts going through my head, please be prepared for the following topics:
Ciera's engagement (I'm such an asshole for this not being the first thing I talked about)
Social Networking and why I hate it, yet am totally obsessed.
Red Velvet cupcakes
NYE '10

I know you're so excited you can hardly contain yourself. So until next time...I need a cocktail. Kisses, buh-bye.

An intro to the wonderful world of me :)

So, with the year being 2009 and me being 25 years old, up until about a month ago, I didn't know what a "blog" was. Sad, I know. I mean, its not like I live under a rock! (Although, sometimes I wish I did.) Once I figured it out, I quickly realized its pure genious. Living alone= thinking A LOT. So what better way than to let out my most random, bitchy, not-so-nice, wtf? thoughts than in a "blog"? I know right?! Sometimes I wish I could turn back the clock and find such a wonderful treasure sooner. But I can't and the only thing I can do is move forward. But let me tell you, the past couple months make for some pretty damn good reading! Too bad I'm not gonna go back and re-live them with you. Let's just sum it up with a lot of SF shenanigans and almost dying of carbon monoxide. Boo. But at this moment I really don't have anything else to say other than one day I want David Tutera to be my wedding planner.

Thank you very much, have a nice day.