Sunday, November 1, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
I know, I know. It's not yet November and I am already thinking of my resolutions for next year. I haven't yet gone through the guilt that follows the overindulgence of Christmas, how come I am making them now? There are resolutions that have come to mind and I don't want to forget them. After looking at my list, I think that this is the first time in all of my adult life that 'lose weight' or 'lose (fill in the blank) pounds' hasn't been on the list. I have resolved to be more healthy next year in mind, body and soul. I have made this list early in the hopes that I will adopt some of them now so that when the new year rolls around the list won't seem so overwhelming.
New Year’s Resolutions for 2010
*Read a book a week
*Learn to sew
*Start writing book
*Start keeping diary
*Make effort to learn new language
*Maintain a consistent workout schedule
*Drink at least 64 ounces of water a day (Water Math: Take your weight, divide that number in half. Drink that number in ounces of water everyday)
*Start taking yoga classes
*Only drink alcohol once a week (limit to only one glass of wine a day)
*Limit inflammatory food intake (including sugar)
*Open a savings account
*Go to church at least twice a month
*Limit television watching to no more than 2 hours on a work night
*Take 15 minutes a day to pray, meditate or reflect
*Become more organized in ALL aspects of my life (home, financial, work, ect.)
Monday, October 19, 2009
If it worked so well, why did I cave and get cable and internet again? I have to say that I honestly needed it. I got a brand new job! Woo hoo, yay me! I have to be able to communicate with my coworkers because I will be doing tons of work at home late into the night.
I'm back. I will try to start updating again and might throw out more about what is going on in my life, then again I have a feeling that I will be extremely busy and might start slipping. I will try my hardest not to let that happen.
Friday, September 4, 2009
You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there." -Bob Marley
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Thanks I *Heart* You
Monday, August 17, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
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Thursday, August 13, 2009
In my inbox today:
Which one are you? Peggy, Joan, Betty or Don?
For the occasion, sip on this:
2 ounces bourbon whisky
Splash of simple syrup or one sugar cube abd just enough water to dissolve the sugar
2 dashes of **bitters
....or my favorite as you should have guessed by now...
In some countries, gin and tonic is marketed pre-mixed in single-serving cans.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
I would like to think that when I am tossing and turning it looks somewhat like this.
1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy that went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was room temperature Canadian beef.
5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
7. He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formally surcharge-free ATM.
9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like
when you are on vacation in another city and Jeopardy! comes on at 7:00pm instead of 7:30.
12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field towards each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36pm traveling at 55mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19pm at a speed of 35mph.
15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resebled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.
16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the East River.
18. Even in his last years, Grandpappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long that it had rusted shut.
19. Shots ran out, as shots are wont to do.
20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan might just work.
21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
23. The ballerina rose gracefully en pionte and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
25. He was deeply in love. When he spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
26. He eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser.
27. She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.
28. It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to a wall.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
From where I live, San Francisco is a little more than just a stone's throw away. Growing up it was THE place to go for day trips. My mother would pile my brother and I in the car, crank up the soundtrack to Top Gun (or The Talking Heads or Billy Joel's Greatest Hits), and tell us that we were going on a 'secret journey'. Only one time did this 'secret journey' turn out to be Disneyland, every other time it was San Francisco. Every time that she tried to pull this past us we knew where we were going by the time we reached the 120 in Manteca. We didn't mind though, both my brother and I loved going to San Francisco. We loved it so much that we both moved there at the end of 2003 and became roommates. I only stayed a year. My brother is still there five years later. I look for every opportunity to go back. My favorite way to get there is to drive halfway and take BART in the rest of the way. I park my car at the Dublin/Pleasanton station and for less than $12 can get to Union Square and back. Toll for the Bay Bridge is $4 right now and seems to go up every year (in the last five years it has gone up $2). That, added to the gas to get there and then have to worry about parking, BART is a godsend. I hadn't been back in a few month's (since I met my bestie and his boyfriend in the city for the tranny pageant, that could be an entirely different post) so when my long lost friend said that she was going to be in San Francisco (by way of Portland, Oregon) I seized the opportunity to make the trip.
When I was 19 I packed up and moved to the OC to bunk with my distant aunt and cousins that I had only really seen at Thanksgiving. I love them all dearly but it was an adjustment that I never really made. I only lasted a year there as well. While I was down there I attended Fullerton College and threw myself into the theater program. At the time they had one of the best programs in the state at a community college level. The year before I got there, three of their students got accepted into Julliard. Fullerton really did have some tremendous talent and I loved every minute of it. During the winter break, the college hosted a Playwright's Festival. It was more of an intensive playwright's workshop. I signed up for it because I could earn three college credits for 10 days of my time. I participated in readings as an actor but my favorite part was contributing as a dramaturge. Dramaturge was a fancy way of saying that I was the one that held the catch-all job. I made the notes for the playwright, I read lines when needed and I called lines for the actors if they got lost. The playwright had done an adaptation of Moliere's Imaginary Invalid. It was during this particular workshop that I met my long lost friend. By the end of the of the festival we were best friends. I was only down there for another six months after that. When I moved back home we exchanged a couple of letters and a phone call and that was it. We completely lost touch. We found each other again through Facebook and decided to meet for dinner. I hadn't seen her in 11 years. By the time we sat down to eat it was if no time had past.
We had dinner at Millennium on Geary (in the Hotel California, yes that really was the name). It was a vegetarian restaurant. I was a little hesitant because the only other time I had eaten at a vegetarian restaurant it wasn't very good. I have to say, Millennium was exceptional. I had the lobster mushroom risotto. The 'lobster mushroom' is not seafood. It is the name of a coastal mushroom that has a slight seafood taste to it. It was sublime. As good as the meal was it couldn't compare with the dessert. We shared the Mocha Midnight (or something like that) and a sorbet pallet of chocolate, strawberry and root beer. Wowzers! The evening was lubricated by the free champagne the bartender sent over. I didn't know that places did that anymore. I felt like I was in a movie.
It is nights like this that reaffirm my love and devotion to the city by the bay.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Jen and Tonick
002. How old are you?
Not old but no longer young
003. What is the link to your website, blog, or myspace?
The Sour and the Sweet
004. What is your height?
005. Do you have any siblings?
Yes, a younger brother
006. What is your eye colour?
007. What is your hair colour?
008. Do you wear glasses or contacts?
009. Are you right handed or left handed?
010. Do you have any piercings?
Just my ears
011. Do you smoke?
Once every other blue moon
012. Do you swear?
013. Do you get along with your parents?
014. Your heritage
A complete mix
015. Your fears
Those that I love dying suddenly
016. Goal you would like to achieve this year
Move, become more environmentally concious, get a fabulous job...
017. Most overused phrase on an instant messenger
018. Best Physical Feature
019. Your bedtime
020. What time do you arise in the morning?
021. First thoughts waking up?
Why did I sleep so long?
022. Do you shower daily?
This Or That?
023. Bright or dark room?
024. Chocolate or vanilla?
025. Dogs of cats?
026. Pepsi or Coke?
027. McDonalds or Burger King?
028. Winter or Summer?
029. Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea?
030. Cappuccino or Coffee?
In the last month have you...
031. Drank alcohol?
032. Gone to a mall?
I currently work at a salon there, so yes.
033. Eaten a box of Oreos?
034. Eaten sushi?
035. Been on stage?
036. Been dumped?
037. Gone skinny dipping?
038. Stolen Anything?
Have you ever...
039. Laughed for no reason?
040. Been caught doing something you weren't supposed to do?
041. Been in love?
042. Fired a gun?
043. Been drunk?
044. Been called a Tease?
I don't think so
045. Been beaten up?
046. Traveled abroad?
I was lucky enough to make it to London. Other than that does Mexico and Canada count?
What was the last....
047. Furry thing you touched?
048. Thing you've said?
I am not sure, it has been a few hours
049. Song you've listened to?
050. (Who was the last) person you've spoken to on the phone?
051. Movie you watched?
Ferris Beuller...I think that I already answered these questions
052. Thing you were doing before this?
053. Time you cried?
054. Song you've sang?
Easy Silence-Dixie Chicks
055. Time you looked at the clock?
Just now, wow it is very late
056. Food and drink you've had?
Diet Pepsi was the last I drank
057. Flavour of gum you've chewed?
058. Shoes you've worn?
My tennis shoes for my workout
059. Store you've been in?
061. Age you've been so far?
064. TV show?
I am OBSESSED with Mad Men
Violet, it reminds me of my grandmother
066. How much cash do you have on you?
Little if any
067. What's a word that rhymes with 'door'?
068. What T-Shirt are you wearing?
One of my husband's work shirts
069. What brand of shoes are you wearing?
070. What did your last text message say?
I am not sure
071. What were you doing at midnight last night?
I think I was on the computer
072. What's your current desktop picture?
A picture that I stole from another website because it moved me
073. What's a word that you say a lot?
074. If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?
075. How is the weather right now?
076. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?
077. Are you too shy to ask someone out?
I no longer have to worry about that
078. Can you do a headstand (not using a wall)?
I doubt it
079. Who would you like to see right now?
080. How many pillows do you sleep with?
2, if I am lucky
081. How do you want to die?
Old and asleep in my bed
082. What do you want to be when you grow up?
That is a very good question
083. What country would you most like to visit?
084. How many CDs do you own?
I am not sure. Most of my music is on my computer
085. How many things, in your past, do you regret?
There is only one thing but I am getting over it
086. Do you think you are attractive?
I do most days
087. Do you believe in yourself?
I do most days
088. Do you want to get married?
Monday, August 3, 2009
Well, almost. I have been tweaking this blog for a couple of weeks now (I have gone through several versions of what this page should look like) and have finally decided on an end product. I hope that all that visit enjoy their time here. I don't consider my life any more interesting than the next person but I am thinking that the appeal will be that I will be completely relatable. I will try to be consistent in updating this blog. Ok, I think that my language is all over the place on this post. Let me regroup and get back to you.