At the groundbreaking lunch for the new VBGC building today, my yv prez told me that the board member that volunteered to go to the world conference was approved to go and we'd pay for the flight and hotel. Some of us were not too happy about the idea. Usually the yv prez goes to the conference, but she can't go and our vp and treasurer couldn't go either. I wanted to go, but didn't say anything because I wasn't sure I could get the time off. I didn't have enough vacation time saved up.
So, she asks me why I'm not going and said that she prefers I go. She makes an executive decision and says I'm going. Of course, this all hinges on my boss' approval and determining the days I could go. Plus, of course, getting a good price on a flight and if I could still get the convention hotel rate.
Unfortunately, my boss wasn't in the office when I arrived after the groundbreaking so I had to e-mail him and he's notoriously bad at answering e-mails right away.
I found a great deal on a flight, under $300 round trip. Everyone was surprised, especially since the conference is two weeks away.
I didn't even have my boss' approval yet and the board was already told I was going, my flight was booked and my hotel room reserved.
I had also e-mailed my college roommate that lives in Gary that I would be there and we've made plans. Since yv night is Saturday and the event is free and I have a room to myself, she's going to take the train into Chicago on Saturday. Hopefully, we'll be able to squeeze in some sightseeing and it won't be all stuffy conference meetings. ;)
While I'm excited to be going to Chicago, I can't help noting just how much of my life is given to yv, how easily and freely I give my time to yv. My vacation days go to attending/working events. I save up my vacation hours with certain events in mind. Yes, I could have said no today. I can say no any time I'm asked to do or go here or there, but I don't. Will I ever?
There so much politics and drama being involved with yv, it's draining. As my time as secretary winds down, I can't help thinking about making a change, maybe finding a different organization to commit to. I'm so worried that they're going to look to me to be the next prez. I may be getting ahead of myself. I may be giving myself too much credit. I don't know who will be the next prez and even though it was always my hope and intent to be the yv prez, I'm not so sure I want to do it any more.
Too much thinking. I should just enjoy the fact that I'm going to Chicago for a few days (for free!) and get to see my college roommate. Yes, that's what I'm going to do. Think about the new shot glass and postcards I'll add to my collection. :D
Friday, April 15, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Supermarket crush
It was one of those days at work today, so I left promptly at 6 and headed to the mall to get my nails and eyebrows done. I was in desperate need of some pampering. I also ended up buying a new purse and earrings because they were 50-75% off. woot!
Coming from the South Bay, I ended up getting home rather late. And I was tired. I immediately fell asleep on the bus from LAX and only woke up because a crazy man was talking to me, but not really talking to me. I just ignored him until he got off at the next stop.
When I got off at my stop, I dropped by the supermarket because I had to go to the bathroom and wanted to get some stuff for tomorrow. The market was closing in an hour and at that time, there's usually just the one cashier and my main supermarket crush was not the cashier. I figured he wasn't there today. I went straight to the back first and then went through the Easter candy aisle and picked up a bag of chocolates for the office. I walked towards the front and then I heard his name called over the intercom to report to the front. Oh yeah!
Of course, we crossed paths. He smiled. I smiled.
He ended up taking over the cash register. I felt particularly cute today. I was wearing a cute outfit; my hot pink babydoll top with leggings. My boobs look very good in this top, unfortunately, it was cold out so my sweater was wrapped tightly around me, covering my boobies. :( The redness had gone away from my brows and my newly done eyebrows really bring out my eyes and open up my face. Plus I was feeling really girly since I got my mani earlier. It's funny how getting your nails done makes you feel so girly. :)
When I got in line, there was only one other person in front of me and while they were still running their debit card through the machine, he was already talking to me, asking me about my day at work and if I had just gotten off work. I told him I went to the mall after work. He thought I worked in retail. I don't know why he thought that. So we talked about what I did for work and what I did before I worked at the corporate office. He thought it was really cool. I didn't dare mention anything about my studio connections. I like to keep myself humble. ;-p
Since I work for a theatre company he said I must get passes all the time, so I did end up telling him that I have a VIP pass and go for free all the time. Of course I also made a point of saying I can take guests. ;)
Unfortunately, a customer came up behind me, so we had to cut the conversation short. :( Before I left, he asked me my name again and he repeated it, like he was trying to make sure he got it right, so I said it in Spanish and he smiled and repeated it in Spanish. :)
Progress, right? :D
Coming from the South Bay, I ended up getting home rather late. And I was tired. I immediately fell asleep on the bus from LAX and only woke up because a crazy man was talking to me, but not really talking to me. I just ignored him until he got off at the next stop.
When I got off at my stop, I dropped by the supermarket because I had to go to the bathroom and wanted to get some stuff for tomorrow. The market was closing in an hour and at that time, there's usually just the one cashier and my main supermarket crush was not the cashier. I figured he wasn't there today. I went straight to the back first and then went through the Easter candy aisle and picked up a bag of chocolates for the office. I walked towards the front and then I heard his name called over the intercom to report to the front. Oh yeah!
Of course, we crossed paths. He smiled. I smiled.
He ended up taking over the cash register. I felt particularly cute today. I was wearing a cute outfit; my hot pink babydoll top with leggings. My boobs look very good in this top, unfortunately, it was cold out so my sweater was wrapped tightly around me, covering my boobies. :( The redness had gone away from my brows and my newly done eyebrows really bring out my eyes and open up my face. Plus I was feeling really girly since I got my mani earlier. It's funny how getting your nails done makes you feel so girly. :)
When I got in line, there was only one other person in front of me and while they were still running their debit card through the machine, he was already talking to me, asking me about my day at work and if I had just gotten off work. I told him I went to the mall after work. He thought I worked in retail. I don't know why he thought that. So we talked about what I did for work and what I did before I worked at the corporate office. He thought it was really cool. I didn't dare mention anything about my studio connections. I like to keep myself humble. ;-p
Since I work for a theatre company he said I must get passes all the time, so I did end up telling him that I have a VIP pass and go for free all the time. Of course I also made a point of saying I can take guests. ;)
Unfortunately, a customer came up behind me, so we had to cut the conversation short. :( Before I left, he asked me my name again and he repeated it, like he was trying to make sure he got it right, so I said it in Spanish and he smiled and repeated it in Spanish. :)
Progress, right? :D
Monday, April 11, 2011
Current crushes
Bus crush - I haven't seen him in months. Very sad. :(
Local supermarket crush - I actually have five right now. Yes, there are five guys at my local supermarket that I just like to look at. (sigh...) Of the five, there is one that just draws me in...sexually. There's just something about him. I get this vibe from him that to be with him would be dirty. I don't mean dirty as in unclean or gross. But as in wild, uninhibited, crazy sexy. ;) I also think he's in my age range. The others are definitely younger, early 20s, so his age appeals to me more. Young guys are too immature. ;-p< Whenever I walk into the store I immediately scan the registers for him and try to get in his line if possible. Sometimes his line is way too long and I only have a couple of items so I don't want to wait. Sometimes I'm just not feeling good about myself so I avoid his line. If I'm wearing something cute and my boobs are cooperating, then you can bet I'll be in his line.
Work crush (sorta) - I think one of the theatre managers is cute. I use to go to that theatre more, but not so much anymore. When I do go and he's there, it's an immediately boost. I didn't figure out his name until yesterday and the good thing is he doesn't know I work at the corporate office.
Main crush - I am so into one of the general managers. I didn't have a lot of contact with him before, mostly just e-mails. He's volunteered or attended a bunch of events, but I hardly spoke to him. For a while, whenever I had to call him about something, I'd sound like such an idiot. I'd stumble over my words and wouldn't make any sense. Once off the phone with him, I'd want to kick myself for being an idiot. Every week I have to check the theatre recordings and if there was a mistake, he'd have to correct it so it was a thrill to hear his voice. I showed a photo of him at one of our events to Tiny yesterday and she was like, "yup, exactly your type." (I say I don't have a type, but I kinda do. Though, I'd like to point out that F, J and Boston boy do not fit that type.)
Now I can talk to him without stumbling over my words, but I do sound way too serious on the phone with him; too uptight. Have to work on that, especially since I'll be seeing more of him. Oh man, I am going to be a dead giveaway. I am one way at our monthly meetings and now that he's going to be there, everyone will see how different I am with him. Uh-oh.
Did I mention he has blue eyes and is taller than me? Double uh-oh.
I know nothing will happen. Aside from the work situation, I'm not his type. He is a partyer. Boy can he drink. And I've heard he goes through girlfriends rather quickly and his type are of the blonde and super thin variety.
Local supermarket crush - I actually have five right now. Yes, there are five guys at my local supermarket that I just like to look at. (sigh...) Of the five, there is one that just draws me in...sexually. There's just something about him. I get this vibe from him that to be with him would be dirty. I don't mean dirty as in unclean or gross. But as in wild, uninhibited, crazy sexy. ;) I also think he's in my age range. The others are definitely younger, early 20s, so his age appeals to me more. Young guys are too immature. ;-p< Whenever I walk into the store I immediately scan the registers for him and try to get in his line if possible. Sometimes his line is way too long and I only have a couple of items so I don't want to wait. Sometimes I'm just not feeling good about myself so I avoid his line. If I'm wearing something cute and my boobs are cooperating, then you can bet I'll be in his line.
Work crush (sorta) - I think one of the theatre managers is cute. I use to go to that theatre more, but not so much anymore. When I do go and he's there, it's an immediately boost. I didn't figure out his name until yesterday and the good thing is he doesn't know I work at the corporate office.
Main crush - I am so into one of the general managers. I didn't have a lot of contact with him before, mostly just e-mails. He's volunteered or attended a bunch of events, but I hardly spoke to him. For a while, whenever I had to call him about something, I'd sound like such an idiot. I'd stumble over my words and wouldn't make any sense. Once off the phone with him, I'd want to kick myself for being an idiot. Every week I have to check the theatre recordings and if there was a mistake, he'd have to correct it so it was a thrill to hear his voice. I showed a photo of him at one of our events to Tiny yesterday and she was like, "yup, exactly your type." (I say I don't have a type, but I kinda do. Though, I'd like to point out that F, J and Boston boy do not fit that type.)
Now I can talk to him without stumbling over my words, but I do sound way too serious on the phone with him; too uptight. Have to work on that, especially since I'll be seeing more of him. Oh man, I am going to be a dead giveaway. I am one way at our monthly meetings and now that he's going to be there, everyone will see how different I am with him. Uh-oh.
Did I mention he has blue eyes and is taller than me? Double uh-oh.
I know nothing will happen. Aside from the work situation, I'm not his type. He is a partyer. Boy can he drink. And I've heard he goes through girlfriends rather quickly and his type are of the blonde and super thin variety.
At that age
It's official. I've reached the age where everyone is always asking you when you're going to have a baby. It's funny, though, because I never got the "when are you getting married" question. It's just gone straight to "When are you going to have a baby?"
One of my cousins says I need to have a little boy. I say she should have a boy.
And another cousins asks whether or not my mom wants grandchildren. I say my brother will give her grandchildren.
Everyone knows at 14, I knew I wanted to be a mom someday. In my early 20's I said that if I didn't have a baby or wasn't in a serious committed relationship heading towards having a baby by the time I was 30, I would have one on my own. I never once thought I wouldn't have a baby by then.
My life has been up and down and at no time has it ever been the right time. Maybe there's never a right time to have a baby. Maybe you just have to make it work.
Right now, I'm okay not being a mom. I'm trying to be the cool aunt to my nieces. The great thing about having nieces? I can give them back. At the end of the day, when my patience is wearing thin, I can go home and relax, maybe with a drink, maybe with some cake, but definitely alone.
Years ago, I noticed that with each year that went by, not only did I get older, I became more selfish. I like doing what I want, when I want. With kids, you no longer have that luxury. You're responsible for another human being, another life. Someone else is counting on you to come through for them. And that way my life has been the last two years, is no way to raise a baby.
So to answer your question, no, I am not having a baby. Not any time soon. Nor in the foreseeable future.
I am perfectly happy being the "cool" aunt.
(At least I like to think I'm the "cool" aunt.)
One of my cousins says I need to have a little boy. I say she should have a boy.
And another cousins asks whether or not my mom wants grandchildren. I say my brother will give her grandchildren.
Everyone knows at 14, I knew I wanted to be a mom someday. In my early 20's I said that if I didn't have a baby or wasn't in a serious committed relationship heading towards having a baby by the time I was 30, I would have one on my own. I never once thought I wouldn't have a baby by then.
My life has been up and down and at no time has it ever been the right time. Maybe there's never a right time to have a baby. Maybe you just have to make it work.
Right now, I'm okay not being a mom. I'm trying to be the cool aunt to my nieces. The great thing about having nieces? I can give them back. At the end of the day, when my patience is wearing thin, I can go home and relax, maybe with a drink, maybe with some cake, but definitely alone.
Years ago, I noticed that with each year that went by, not only did I get older, I became more selfish. I like doing what I want, when I want. With kids, you no longer have that luxury. You're responsible for another human being, another life. Someone else is counting on you to come through for them. And that way my life has been the last two years, is no way to raise a baby.
So to answer your question, no, I am not having a baby. Not any time soon. Nor in the foreseeable future.
I am perfectly happy being the "cool" aunt.
(At least I like to think I'm the "cool" aunt.)
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Sexualized re-telling of Sleeping Beauty
This morning I finished reading "The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty" by A.N. Roquelaure, which is really Anne Rice. It took me about a week to read it considering I finished reading "Second Time Around" by Beth Kendrick at 3:25am Tuesday morning and I started reading it around 7:30pm that evening and it was 74 pages longer.
A friend recommended it after a co-worker recommended it to her. It's a sexual retelling of Sleeping Beauty. It's actually a three-book series. I only bought the first one to see if I liked it and if so, I'd buy the others. The friend that recommended it, responded to the book sexually. As she read it, she went through periods of arousal and discomfort. And of course, she thought it'd be right up my alley. I'm not new to erotica. I'm not talking about romance novels, I'm talking about EROTICA.
So, yes, it's surprising. I did not care for the book. It was difficult to get through it; not because of all the S&M, it just kept putting me to sleep. And there was no arousal, no disgust, no discomfort; just nothing. I've had stronger reactions reading plain old romance novels.
I find no reason to read the next book in the series. Even putting the sex and S&M aside, the story was not compelling and did not leave me wanting more, wanting to know what happens to Sleeping Beauty and all the other sex slaves. blah. very disappointing.
A friend recommended it after a co-worker recommended it to her. It's a sexual retelling of Sleeping Beauty. It's actually a three-book series. I only bought the first one to see if I liked it and if so, I'd buy the others. The friend that recommended it, responded to the book sexually. As she read it, she went through periods of arousal and discomfort. And of course, she thought it'd be right up my alley. I'm not new to erotica. I'm not talking about romance novels, I'm talking about EROTICA.
So, yes, it's surprising. I did not care for the book. It was difficult to get through it; not because of all the S&M, it just kept putting me to sleep. And there was no arousal, no disgust, no discomfort; just nothing. I've had stronger reactions reading plain old romance novels.
I find no reason to read the next book in the series. Even putting the sex and S&M aside, the story was not compelling and did not leave me wanting more, wanting to know what happens to Sleeping Beauty and all the other sex slaves. blah. very disappointing.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Walking east on Missouri
As a child, I walked down Missouri every day during the week on my way to elementary school. As an adult, I rarely walk that route any more, but when I do I am filled with so many memories. The apartments I spent so much time at with my friend. Apartments I wasn't allowed to go to, but yet I did. The corner house I saw moving when the 1987 earthquake hit as I walked to school. The brick wall that stood so high above me as a little girl and now is even with my height. Everything is so clear. When I do walk east on Missouri, I long for those days of my youth. The carefree days with my good friend. The days of calling up party lines and flirting with guys in their 20s (we were only 9, by the way), taking baths together (it's funny that we took turns getting undressed and made the other close her eyes and yet we were taking baths together), learning to shave even though there was no hair on our legs. Every time I walk down that street, I long for my childhood.
Friday, February 11, 2011
5th Annual Pool Tournament
Come and check out YV's 5th Annual Pool Tournament on Wed, Feb 16th at Yankee Doodles in Santa Monica. It's a great event and lots of raffle prizes.
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