Category Archives: Life

Happy Halloween!

Dance, dance, dance.

Boo!  In the spirit of Halloween, here is a photo blast from the past.  This is me and a buddy of mine many years ago striking a mid dance pose at some party.  It was held at some random guys house in the middle of the woods.  He completely decked it out with strobe lights, decorations, etc… think he even had a fog machine.

To answer some questions: Yes, I do believe it was in Jersey (hence the fog machine).  I have no idea why I had my purse on.  We were not lucid when this photo was taken.

Can you tell what we were dressed as?  I’ll give you a hint: In an 80’s cult movie classic, she was in construction by day and a stripper at night who fell in love with her older boss.  Nothing?  Ok, in a fameworthy dance move on stage, she pulled a tassel to drench herself with a bucket of water.

That’s right… Jennifer Beals from Flashdance!

I think I wore this costume 3 years in a row because it was just so comfortable.  All you need is a leotard, grey sweatshirt, tights, legwarmers, and Keds.  Wrist and headband are optional but adds a nice touch.  Feel free to copy and your feet will thank me later :o)

What are some of your favorite costumes that you have gone as?  Or have seen other people in?  Anyone go to/ planning on going to any Halloween parties this year?

Anyone meet anyone at a Halloween party?  I did.  You can read all about it here.

Would love to hear from you!

On a side note:  Am so grateful loved ones in NY are doing well after Hurricane Sandy.  Please pray for those who aren’t.

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Excuses, excuses, excuses

Hey there!  Again, many apologies for being a non-blogger as of late.  Is it something in the air?  I don’t seem to be the only one who is MIA (evidenced by the many blogs I’ve read beginning with a similar apology).

Here is a rundown of my own personal excuses (some better than others):

  1. Got home from 3 week getaway and wanted to veg out (sleep and do laundry)
  2. Consumed with organizing pics to online albums
  3. After ordering over 500 pics derived from said painstakingly organized online albums, was disappointed when they arrived fuzzy and of poor quality… all 500+ of them
  4. The anger only grew when BOTH hubby and my laptops got a virus the same day I returned a box full of pics back and was ready to take them to a local store to print (so I can keep a watchful and somewhat threatening eye on the photo tech)
  5. Catching up on missed RealHousewives drama (including their blogs), has kept me blissfully brain dead and unable to form full sentences (or thoughts)

Could it be that a larger than life force is preventing me from printing prints to make cutesy travel albums?  I dunno.

Egypt pics to quench your thirst while I shake the laziness and picture frustration out of me:

(Pyramids of Giza)  Yes, hubby always looks like he’s attacking me in pretty much every photo we’re in together.

A little perspective on size.

And a random online dating tip for good measure:

Guys (and gals), do not wear bowling shoes on a first date unless you are going bowling.  Otherwise, your date will be wondering ‘what’s up with the bowling shoes?’  Trust me, they don’t make you look hipster chic… just strange.

Who has seen any of the world wonders?  Where have you gone?  What’s your take on bowling shoe etiquette?  Ok to wear them as sneakers or just at the lanes?

Would love to hear from you!

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Birthday sunrise

Hello hello!  As a true narcissist, I would like to point out that today is my birthday. This means that today you should see things a little brighter, and feel a sense of contentment (since I’m in the world).

In an effort to maintain my girly physique, not really an effort because my physique is wonderful of course, I went for a morning walk and came across the most beautiful sunrise.

I leave you with an awe inspiring mobile pic.

Isn’t it gorg?

Random online dating tip of the morning:

Don’t wear fake lashes on a first date… unless you’re meeting at a costume party, S&M club, or plucked your natural lashes out due to your trichotillomania.  Otherwise, you look like high maintenance.

Anyone take morning walks?  What are some awe inspiring pics you captured?

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I’m back!

errr… welcome back.  My master didn’t think you’d mind a little free fertilizer

Hey there!  Finally made it back home this early am from a businessy-vaca.  I know that some most of you were probably busy building shrines with big hair, in my likeness, and presenting daily offerings in hopes that I might return sooner.  The wait is over, alas, I have finally returned.  No?  Sorry, One of the places visited was Greece… too much ouzo.

As mentioned, I am not too tech savvy, but once I figure out how to add a new tab, I’ll start a “travel” section with tons of pics.

Plus, I will get a chance to catch up on all of your fabulous blogs, post some new awards (thank you!!), and of course add more dating / online dating tips/ tricks/ and everything in between.

Till then, I leave you with some advice… if you have a dog, do not let them shit on your neighbor’s lawn while they are away, otherwise there will be hell to pay.

Nothing like hosing off your neighbor’s dog shit off your luggage wheels to make for a relaxing morning.

Anyone been to Greece?  Who likes ouzo?  After drinking it, did you feel a few chest hairs sprout from your body?

Would love to hear from you!

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Angry looks on a New York sidewalk

Angry Girl

Angry Girl

Hey there!  So it’s my second day in NY and looking outside my sister’s window, I think I packed a Florida rain-cloud with me.  He must have snuck in my bag when I wasn’t looking… little rascal.

Before the afternoon shower, I had a chance to stretch out my glams (one step up from gams) on the city sidewalks.  It felt so good to actually walk around instead of hopping in the car to reach any daily destination.

In my walk, I noticed a lot of beautiful people wearing a lot of beautiful things…but… they all looked pissed off.  Girls strode by wearing giant designer sunglasses and non-matching scowls.

What were they so pissed at?  If anyone should be mad at the world, it should be me.  World, I’m pissed at the grape sized zit that manifested on my face a couple days ago.  Now, that’s something to be pissed at.

Although, construction workers didn’t seem to mind my budding face grape.

I started to reminisce.  Was I an angry looking bumpkin before I moved south?  Did I walk the streets of NY like a horse with blinders on, only staring straight ahead, and gave menacing looks to strangers that dared to look my way?

Sure did.  I didn’t have to hide the bitchiness because I was in a sea of bitchiness.

Ah, it’s so nice to be back home!

Are all NYers angry on the outside but warm and fuzzy on the inside?

Would love to hear from you!

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Friends that make you go…hmmmm

there was something about her that guys loved

Hi there!  Today’s blog topic will be on friends that make you go…hmmmm?  I’ve noticed the older I get, the more selective my choice in friends becomes.  Is it because I moved to a new land, away from my native NY?  Maybe people in South Florida don’t “get” my big hair.  It’s not my fault the humidity down here makes it grow like a chia pet.  Or maybe it’s my shiny face that glows like a beacon in the neverending Summer heat (which I love by the way).  Whatever the reason, the outcome can sometimes get a little lonely.

When alone, I start reminiscing about the friends I no longer have.  One in particular comes to mind.  She was the party girl who was a world of fun.  The one that seemed to befriend strangers everywhere she went.  It must have been her piercing blue eyes, giant breasts, and acrylic bedazzled tips that sent people in a tizzy.  Whatever it was, her charm was like a magnet.

That was, until we got older.  I could no longer shrug my shoulders and say, “oh, that’s just ___ being her crazy self”.  Through the years she would always fall for the wrong types of guys.  Guys that cheated, lied, still lived with their mother and young wife…

She would become more and more bitter, to the point where she would lie to her friends about her “awesome” life.  Meanwhile, each of us would hear bits and pieces of the truth.  It was like a sad story we had to put together like a complicated puzzle.  We were all concerned.

Her bitterness and party girl demeanor grew with age.  Her piercing blue eyes were often glazed over and her priorities remained stagnant, similar to what they were in her early 20’s, not 30’s.

After many “concerned talks”, I came to realize that sometimes people are not ready to be helped.  They sometimes don’t want to listen.  I had to cut her off.

Guess what, she did the same.  I suppose she didn’t want to hear my concerns, as much as I didn’t want to hear about the latest man of her dreams.  It’s been almost two years since we spoke.

But not to worry, we both met new people with similar priorities.  Sometimes people grow apart, and that’s ok.

People have asked how I learned what I’ve learned.  It’s through personal experience as well as shared stories of friends and family members.  Learn from both yourself and the people around you.

What I’ve learned:

  1. It’s not wise to profess you met your soul mate after 1 week of dating, break up, make up, break up, then meet another soul mate 2 weeks later and profess the same thing
  2. There is no good excuse for your soul mate to have provocative pics of “his ex” on FB… no matter how old the pic
  3. Drinking multiple bottles of wine as part of your pre-gaming ritual catches up with you sooner than you think
  4. Acrylics are bad for your nails… I used to wear them myself (when I rented a Summer share at the Jersey Shore)..oh yeah, I was that girl
  5. I can’t dance to house music no matter how inebriated I am
  6. It’s ok to have different types of friends (even party friends), trick is learning to let them go when they begin to affect your personal well-being
  7. Guys love cleavage
  8. Birds of a feather flock together

Anyone had a party hearty friend you had to cut off?  Or maybe they are still in your life?  Are you that party hearty friend?  Who here tried online dating?  Sorry, had to throw it in there.

Would love to hear from you!

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Thank you, thank you!


Hi there!

This weekend I was pleasantly surprised when I logged in.  Why, you ask… because I had gotten an award!  Awards (and gifts in general), always warms my heart and fills my ego with love.

My first thank you goes to Katie at for the award and special thanks for making juicing, paddleboarding, and just plain looking at the clouds fun.  I need to get my body in shape and my mind relaxed!  If you wish to do the same (or just read about it), she does it all with a healthy dose of humor, of which I’m a big fan.

Now, back to business.  This award roughly translates to “dearest, beloved,…” and the like, in German.

Secondly, I would like to thank Google for allowing me to “Google” this translation instead of dusting off my library pass and looking it up the old fashioned way.

Here are 5 bloggers I would like to pass the Liebster Award torch to:


Hysterical.. if you ever worked in a restaurant, you can relate.  These are the inner most (unfiltered), thoughts, of your servers


Was/is dating a clown… and sometimes loving it.  Need I say more?


A mix of life with gorgeous sarcasm… who doesn’t love sarcasm?


Sex. In. Miami.  Plus, she can make a mean basil meatball


Food, food, more food, and fashion… things I live for


Here are the rules should you choose to accept:

1. Thank your Liebster Blog Award presenter on your blog

2. Link back to the blogger who awarded you

3. Copy & Paste the award to your blog

4. Nominate 5 blogs that you enjoy to receive the award who have less than 200 followers

5. Inform them of their nomination by leaving a comment on their blog

Thank you, thank you!!

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