June 2009
30 posts
“I like the word “indolence.” It makes my laziness seem classy.”
– Bern Williams
Empty Nesting
I write this from my bedroom where I am stuck with the bird, stuck being the operative word. I technically could leave but for love of my wooden four post bed, I’d rather not. The reason my feathered friend and I are sitting alone in my bedroom, is so that my dad and the friend of the ex can remove her cage from my condo, and eventually she can return back to her rightful owner. If we’re going to...
Me, Marley, Max and Merlot.
I’m a crier. I cry when I’m sad, I cry when I’m scared and I cry when I’m mad as hell. It’s what I do.
My earliest memory of being a crier was when I sobbed uncontrollably during in Honey I Shrunk the Kids because the ant died. After that came endless tears during the National Anthem (every time), countless episodes of Extreme Makeover Home Edition and one particularly disastrous viewing of...
Hooters for dinner with my favorite little man in the world and his mamma.
No wonder kids end up in tears at the happiest place on earth. I’m exhausted. No tears though :)
Just had lunch in Paris!
Can’t beleive I packed everything into such a tiny bag and didn’t have to sit on it to zip it. Amazing.
Packing for mini vacay. Seriously, I’m actually leaving the state this time. On a plane.
Everything I need to know, I learned from Pretty...
The new beau and I decided to watch a movie over the weekend. With hundreds of selections to chose from we decided on Pretty Woman, an obvious classic. It was sometime after 10 pm so naturally I was asleep within twenty minutes. I could be wrong but I’m pretty sure I was still mumbling the lines as I drifted away to dream land. I’m sure I didn’t miss anything new. It’s...
Why are there four people in my house pre 9 am, and they’re not here from last night?
Wine tasting at Mass Ave Wine Shoppe.
Rehab. Obviously. Be there. xxx
www.Identitystreetwear.com CHECK IT
Just accidently drove through three different counties trying to get to the mall.
You're going to have to pay extra for that...
If you’ve traveled by plane recently you know that everyone pays for luggage now - if you’re flying, you’re buying. However, at a certain weight your luggage becomes too heavy and believe you me, you pay for it.
Isn’t it likewise in relationships? There’s the ex. Or the ex’s property. Or you think the ex is your property. Whatever the hang-up may be its...
Just walked to math tutoring in the RAIN. ME!! What is the world coming to?
I don’t wanna grow up – I’m a Z list celebrity...
It’s not my MO to entertain childish or dramatic behavior in any way shape or form but some recent events have got me thinking. How is it that some people just never grow up? It’s as if they’ve missed the last train to adulthood.
You’re probably wondering who I have in mind. As an adult, I choose not to air other people’s dirty laundry or fuel any fires to result in more inappropriate behavior. I...
Maybe I just need to be fed.
Feeling amazing after the hottest yoga EVER.
Launch of Identity Streetwear
After much anticipation, my favorite new online store, Identity Streetwear, launched today. I’ll be the first to say the fashion selection in Indy is well, nonexistent. As a result, I’ve become a huge fan of shopping online. So today, I’d like to also be the first to say that Identity Streetwear is without a doubt comparable to the most popular clothing websites available.
The site, owned by...
Craving hot yoga tonight.
“God forbid Leslie can’t reach her cocktail from the bed.” Ben Preist
Now taking applications for Rehab today. Must have bathing suit and a healthy liver. Inquire within.
They tried to make me go to Rehab – I said yes,...
Before you make that stupid joke about being a quitter – don’t. I’m referring to the first running of REHAB+ SUNDAYS at the new Palms Beach at Bella Vita.
In the wee hours of last Sunday morning (that’s 11 am in Lesalina time), J Rae, the blonde and I packed our bags and ventured to what I consider to be comparable to northern Canada, or Geist as you may know it.
We were some of the first...
Wondering how many times I’ve ended up crying at the end of Con Air on TBS on a Saturday night. I’d be lying if I said this was the first.
It’s like Andy said, “Don’t pay any attention to what they write about you, just measure it in inches”
On a mini vacay in Canada
So rich, So pretty just took on a whole new meaning for me.
There is no shame in being extra friendly when you place an order at Subway in hopes of a free cookie at the end.
