Terribly annoying

We have very little in common. We have different outlooks on life. I'm a heck of a lot more generous than she is. Yet, week after week, I go to the movies with her. Yes, she's the one with the car, but I'm the one with the free movie pass. Do you know how much it costs to go to the movies nowadays, especially if it's a 3D movie? A lot!

My cousin, his girlfriend and I went to the movies a few weeks ago. We saw Resident Evil 3D at one of our theatres so I was able to use my free pass, but then they wanted to see Pirahna 3D and we didn't have it anymore so we had to go to the Regal theatre and it was $46 for our tickets. FORTY SIX DOLLARS!! And that didn't include concessions.

So imagine how much she's saved on movies since I've gotten my free pass. On average there's 2 new releases a week, occasionally 3 or more, and she's gotten to see them all for free.

I don't ask for anything in exchange. I'm just happy to go to the movies since I don't like going by myself.

But I'm more than irritated at how demanding she's getting. No concern for my schedule. It's when she wants to go and the order she wants. She complains about everything and is so friggin' cheap. Arg!!

And yet week after week, there I go. Why o why?

Who else am I supposed to go with?

Feel like myself

I'm not 100% yet, but sooooooooooooooooo much better. I have a lingering cough, but wake up better every day. Last week, even on Sunday, I was still feeling crappy, but this week I feel like myself. Better. :-)

I'm writing this blog while my phone is tethered to my laptop. Way cool, huh? I just hope I don't go over on my data usage. I do tend to use a lot of data as it is. And yesterday I downloaded a bunch of songs from iTunes. I had a really long list of songs to download. eek! Now I have to start building my list back up. I'm in desperate need of some new music. There's not much out there that's catching my attention. Even old faves are wearing thin.

Ta-ta for now....

WTF?!?!?

What happens the second I hit publish on the last post and logged out?

I had a really bad coughing fit - the kind where your throat closes up for a second and you feel like you can't breathe.

Of course I would jinx myself with that last post. :(

Sick as a dog

I can't remember the last time I was this sick. I started feeling bad right after my birthday outing in Pasadena Labor Day weekend and it progressively got worse with the height of it last week.

It was mostly just a cough. No fever, even though I was sweating more than usual. My skin would be cold, but I'd be sweating like it was 115 degrees out. It was gross man. Aside from the cough (and incessant sweating), I was mostly sluggish. Walking the 2 blocks to the bus wore me out. And the stairs here in the office, oh man....not only did it take everything out of me, I'd go into a coughing fit for like 20 minutes.

I was taking everything you could imagine and that's saying a lot considering I'm a "let it run its course and suffer through it" kind of girl. Between Walgreens and the Albertsons pharmacy, I was buying pharmaceuticals every day. Some things helped, some temporarily, others I was just taking just to take them.

This past weekend, I detox at home; trying to get everything out of my body that I had put in during the past week, hoping that maybe then, some of the medicine would start working again. And I slept and tried to get as much rest as I could.

Unfortunately, it also meant that I missed my niece's baby shower and I didn't see any of the three new releases. :(

I took one extra day at home on Monday. One last day to recover. I even gave my body a little talk. Told it enough was enough. I had too much going on to let it keep me down this long. It didn't really work, but at least I felt much better Tuesday morning than I did Monday morning. And even though I was still grossing out my coworkers with my incessant mucus hacking, at least I didn't let it keep me down.

Nights this past week have been horrible with all the coughing, but each day I've awoken better than the day before. Today, my voice sounds worse than I feel and I'm not sweating as much as I was. Most importantly, I got up the stairs without the coughing fit and I'm not as tired. There is still a lot of crap in my throat, but it's easier to get out now. (eww! GROSS!!!)

I'd say I'm at 85% now. Can't wait til I'm back to 100% - there are lots of things I want to do. Too many movies to see!

8.31.2010

Gift from my sister - Burberry wallet - I LOVE IT!!!YUM! Chocolate cake!! :)
My mom (forgive her, she had 2 glasses of wine), me, my sister

Happy Birthday to ME!!!

(2006 - 28th Birthday)

Weird weather

Yesterday I came off the plane in Hailey and it was hot, 95 degrees. We drove over an hour to the lake where it was nice and warm. Driving back from the lake, though, we hit a big rainstorm with thunder going through the forest. Back at the house, no rain. The night was a bit chilly and this morning I awoke to rain. Now the sun is starting to peak out.

Sun Valley here I come

Sitting in the Seattle airport waiting for my connecting flight. I woke up late this morning since I went to sleep at 3:30am. I don't know why, but I always have problems sleeping before I fly. I ended up sleeping the entire flight up here.

I swear we don’t always drink when we get together…

On Thursday, my friend, MG, called to see if I wanted to get together that night for dinner or a movie. I already had plans to meet another friend, TS, for happy hour at the BJ’s by my work. She sounded so bummed about my already having plans, so I invited her to join us. She had met TS a few years ago at my Goddaughter’s Baptism, but the three of us have never really hung out. In fact, pretty much all of my friendships are mutually exclusive. The majority of my friends have only heard about others, but they’ve never really hung out together. The only exceptions are my high school friends.

MG and I both arrived before TS and MG asked me when I last hung out with TS, thinking I probably hadn’t seen her in quite a while. The truth was we’d hung out the month before; had spent the afternoon in El Segundo, ate and had a few drinks at Cozymel’s and then watched a movie at the local theatre. We had the same plans scheduled for the Saturday before, but I had to cancel because the pups were sick and we had to clean up the yard, so we were getting together that Sunday. Our plans were still on, but TS had text me on Wednesday asking if I wanted to join her for happy hour.

As I thought about my last outings, in general, I realized they involved two things: drinks and movies.

Thanks to my vip pass, if a movie is playing at my nearby theatre, I’ve seen it. Well, unless it’s The Last Airbender. I just refuse. It’s getting harder to refuse though, as I’m fascinated with Jackson Rathbone and he is, unfortunately, in that movie. :(

Everyone knows I don’t drink often nor as much as I did during my college years, but lately, in the last two months, I’ve had a huge hankering for margaritas. Places I go, things I do, I wonder, can I have a margarita. Do margaritas go well with sushi, I wonder. I sure do hope so.

Before anyone starts to worry, no, I’m not a lush. I’m a social drinker. I don’t like drinking alone, so I don’t. And the most I have is two drinks.

OK, I had four margaritas on Father’s Day at my uncle’s house, but it wasn’t my fault, my cousin kept them coming and I was sitting with my other cousin’s wife, that just so happens to be my age, and my younger not-quite-21-yet cousins. We were talking and laughing and the drinks just fueled it. Plus, he put sugar on the rim of the glasses and I couldn’t stop licking it off. I’ve never had margaritas with sugar rims. They’ve always been salted. And then they brought out the bottle of tequila and he and his mom’s sister’s man took shots and I mocked my cousin that he took the shot too slowly so then I had to show him how it was done.

Four margaritas and a double shot of tequila later and I was feeling no pain. I was also ready for a nap. Yes, it seems drinking puts me to sleep now. Last Sunday, I had one drink at dinner after a double feature and I was falling asleep on the ride home and I did fall asleep as soon as I lay down on the sofa to watch tv and it was only 8pm.

Today, I had to get a Coke at the movies after happy hour lunch at Cozymel’s and I only had 2 margaritas (they put sugar on the rim – yay!!) to make sure I stayed awake. Oddly enough, I didn’t get sleepy on Thursday, though, and I had two drinks that night too. Obviously, my tolerance is not what it used to be. Is that a good or bad thing….

If it makes you feel any better, to show that I don’t always drink when I go out, I didn’t have a single drink at my Goddaughter’s birthday party or at my mom’s birthday dinner. Before you say anything, yes, it is possible to drink at a 5 year old’s birthday party. Just ask my cunada – my cousin & Goddaughter’s mom – she was drunk and so was her husband, heck, they had friends spend the night cuz they were too drunk to drive. Besides, don’t you know we’re Mexican? Any celebration is cause for drinking, even a kids birthday party.

Ooh, I just looked at the time, it’s past my bedtime.

(Finished on Sunday, July 18th @ 11:45pm.)

Not as girly as I used to be...apparently...

A few weekends ago, I was hanging out at my cousin’s house, spending time with the girls. I worked on their computer – downloading anti-virus software and cleaning their computer – played with little Ruby (apparently, just like when my Goddaughter was a baby, she doesn’t like it when I sit down while holding her; need to have her high up in the air), and I let my girls play with my iPod Touch. My older niece spent most of the time playing tic-tac-toe, but my Goddaughter looked through all the photos.

Later in the evening, my cousin was flipping through the photos and came across these three from my senior year of high school:

And this one from November 2008:

She wanted to know why I didn’t do my hair that way. My hair only looks that way when I see my hairstylist. I don’t blow dry or use a curling iron. My cousin said, “Don’t you watch ‘What Not to Wear?’ You only need 5 minutes.” Um, no, I don’t watch that show. Only when I’m over at her house and she’s watching it. (She watches a lot of shows I don’t. I mainly stick to ‘Criminal Minds’ and ‘Roseanne’ re-runs.)

In the high school photos she pointed out that I was wearing make-up and a mini-skirt. She wanted to know why I didn’t dress like that anymore. “What happened???”

What did happen?

I don’t know. I got older. I went to college in Minnesota and it didn’t really matter what we wore; it was all about Birkenstocks and comfort. (Yes, I caved and bought my very own pair of Birkenstocks.) I guess looking at me you wouldn’t think I grew up and live in Los Angeles. I remember when I used to say my high school was more of a fashion show than academic. And back then, I did what I could to resemble that. I didn’t even own a pair of jeans back then. Now, I’m a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl.

In February, I had dinner with friends in Pasadena. One of my friends and I arrived earlier than our other friends, so we looked around in Sephora to kill some time. She was looking for a new perfume and some eye makeup, but suddenly decided to play makeover with my face. She started putting eye shadow on me, then cover up, blush, lip gloss, etc.
Here’s a picture of me when she was done:

She kept saying how great I looked and how much better I looked. (Gee, thanks.) And kept trying to get me to buy makeup and actually wear it. She insisted that she would do my make-up every time we went out from then on. That hasn’t happened, but maybe it’s because when we’ve gone out lately, it’s to the mall or movie, out with her daughter or out to lunch. That night we had dinner with friends and then bar hopping in Pasadena.

All of this has me thinking. Do I look that bad? (Aside from the weight issue.)

Most recently, just last weekend, there were two events I had to dress up for; we had a mixer at a Hollywood club and a black-tie dinner honoring Simon Cowell and Sarah Ferguson, Duchess of York. For the club mixer, I wore a short black skirt paired with a lace blouse and beaded see-through shrug. I didn’t wear heels, but nice sandals with a slight platform. No make-up, except for lip gloss and my hair was down. For the dinner, I wore the same shoes with a black lace dress I bought two years ago, but hadn’t worn yet. With both outfits, everyone was like, “wow, you look great!” They appeared to be highly surprised. Even he that has disappointed me said I looked lovely.

I am all about comfort. I don’t wear heels because I can’t walk in them. I do like to dress cute, though, I realize that sometimes my cute outfits are cuter in my head than in reality. But I do dress up when need be and I do have nice clothes. I just don’t get all dressed up every day, day in and day out. I get hot a lot so I don’t wear make-up and my hair is very thick and it takes too long to blow dry, so it’s easier to put up in a bun or clip.

Most importantly, I just don’t feel the need to dress up if I don’t want to. I’m comfortable. Last weekend I couldn’t wait to get out of my “fancy” clothes and into comfortable clothes, especially shoes. Even though I wasn’t wearing heels, it was hell walking in them, so as soon as I could, they were off and my toes felt a whole lot better in my flat sandals and flip flops. :-)