Meme whore time !!!!

Hello There My Little Fluffy Clouds,

Today is the day................ The day that I will pay good money to jump out of a perfectly well functioning plane. God willing, weather permitting and if my roommate shows up. I have been wanting to do this for the past ten years.

Don't ask me why I am doing this. I guess I just need a thrill. My parents can't exactly stop me from this, since they jumped about 20 years ago. I did get my hair cut, so I will be flying in style with total bedroom hair. RAWR !

Anway, enough chitchat............

Steve's Nude Memphis Blog is passing around a meme. Well, he didn't exactly tag me. I just decided that I wanted to answer the same questions he did.

Here goes..............


1.What was the last thing you put in your mouth?

Dark chocolate


2.Where was your profile picture taken?

It was taken by Yours Truly in my apartment in Barcelona, Spain


3.Can you play Guitar Hero?

Negativo, bro

4.Name someone who made you laugh today?

My Old Man (dad)


5.How late did you stay up last night and why?

Way too late because I was watching Desperate Housewives reruns.



6.If you could move somewhere else, would you?

Hell yeah, I would pack my shit up and move to Barcelona


7. Ever been kissed under fireworks?

No, but that sounds fun


8. Which of your friends lives closest to you?

Elayna

9. Do you believe ex's can be friends?

I really don't. As Miranda from Sex And The City said: "You need not exist."

10. How do you feel about Dr Pepper?

The same way I do about other sodas. I stay away from them. Liquid Satan.



11. When was the last time you cried?

On Monday. Aunt Flo arrived and I even cried at a scene in Desperate Housewives.





12. Who took your profile picture?

Moi

13. Who was the last person you took a picture of?

Probably my friend Ashleigh



14. Was yesterday better than today?

Today is still young. I hope it will be better than yesterday.



15. Can you live a day without TV?

I have to, as I really don't have TV in my new place.

16. Are you upset about anything?

Not really, I don't have a lot to complain about right now. I thank God for what I have in my life right now.



17. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?

Absolutely



18. Are you a bad influence?

I totally am around little kids. I don't like toning down language and speaking in Disney terms and shitting rainbows.



19. Night out or night in?

I really could use a night out.



20. What items could you not go without during the day?

Toilet, toothbrush, chapstick, sugar



21. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?

My mother, and I hope I don't have to set foot in another one for a while.



22. What does the last text message in your inbox say?

Air For Life



23. How do you feel about your life right now?

Thankful for the most part, but I still feel my life is stale.



24. Do you hate anyone?

No



25. If we were to look in your Facebook inbox, what would we find?

Senorita no esta en Facebook.



26. Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass?

Yes



27. Has anyone ever called you perfect before?

Yes



28. What song is stuck in your head?

Danger Zone



29. Someone knocks on your window at 2:00 a.m., who do you want it to be?

It better be a ghost, because I live on the fourth floor



30.Wanna have grandkids before you’re 50?

Hahaha, I don't even have children.



31. Name something you have to do tomorrow?

Probably take a nice dump. I should go eat an apple right now.



32. Do you think too much or too little?

Sometimes I overthink situations, and sometimes I lose common sense and don't think enough. Neither of those is a good option.

And Seven More, Because I am a Blog Whore...........

Hello There My Little Whining Puppies,

So........... I went to my Make Senorita Cry Like a little Bitch class this morning. I spotted Mr. I Birthed A Whale from yesterday's post, walking by our studio with a latte in his hand. He walked right by and did not go in. I smiled and said hello and he smiled back and said hello. It almost seemd that there was a mutual understanding between us. He would not do situps with his legs in the air and moan like cow about to give birth, and I would not laugh.

Anywho, enough chitchat. Let's get down to business. One of my favorite new followers The Pipster nominated me for an award, the Kreative Blog Award, which I proudly displayed on the sidebar. This was the second time I was nominated for this award. So instead of quietly and graciously accepting the award, I am going to proudly talk about it. The terms of accepting this award are to tell you all 7 things about Yours Truly and nominate seven more of you little helpless furballs for this award.

Here are my 7 things...........

1.) I have a birthmark on my right asscheck. Now I can be properly identified. You're welcome :)

2.) I love to light matches for no reason. I could go through boxes without much thought.

3.) Some disgusting things I love the smell of:
     - Gasoline
     - Freshly lit cigarettes
     - Uhu glue
     - White out
     - Sharpie pens
     -Freshly stricken matches

NO, I do not sniff for recreation..............

4.) I can belch like a grown man. Do not cross me, because I will outbelch you. Just ask my parents and my friends. But, I wouldn't do it in front of a man I find attractive. When out with a man, I turn into a lady.

5.) Growing up, I was into Tae Kwon Do for about 15 years. I never really liked it, and thus moved on to bellydance as soon as the parentals had no more say. But I did get a hell of a workout and a bunch of ass kickings over the years. I do know how to properly fall.  My mom still does it, and can probably kick your ass and maybe even your mother's ass.

6.) Up until high school, I used to talk with a lisp. I totally got teased for it. Hell, I would have laughed at me. The fat kid used to compare me to Sylvester the Cat and tease me in front of the class. Until I reminded him that he was a tub of lard and should probably shut up. He did.

7.) I can do a damn fine job of immitating a cat hacking up a hairball.

Wow, I feel so vulnerable and open. So raw and beautiful. So let's group hug shall we ???

Oh and now for the nominations.............

1.) Tom Bailey
2.) Red Shoes
3.) mac
4.) Jimmy
5.) Choleesa
6.) Mike
7.)Paul Nichols

You know the rules. Basically, you tell us all 7 things about yourself, and nominate 7 bloggers for this award.

Please know that if I left you out, it was not intentional. You are all Kreativ Blog winners in my book.

Love, hugs, kisses, and blog awards,

Senorita

The gynecologist at the gym

Hello There My Little Desserts,

So lately I have been taking a Make Senorita Cry Like A Little Bitch class. It involves kickboxing and abs. We'll see how long I last. Basically my little chocolate eclairs, the class consists mainly of chicks, and once in a while we get a man or two, other than the male instructor.

I don't know why there aren't any more men in the class, as we do some martial arts. I think, what it is, is that because we're mainly women that they think that it's easy and that the class is for pussies.

Anyway we had a new guy try out the class on Monday. A guy who is older, has a bad combover, and a gut. You'll see why this is relevant later.

The instructor loves to torture us with ab work, and most of it involves us women putting our legs in the air and spread apart like we're going to the freaking gynegologist. You know, the splits in the air, and reaching up to touch each toe.

He also has us open our legs and swirl them around in circles and the same time. And then go in the opposite direction. What was funny about it was not that us ladies were exposing our hoohas, but that Mr. Middle Aged Balding Gut guy was the only one whining and moaning like he was giving birth. All of us ladies were sucking it up and doing it, but Mr. Combover sounded like he was birthing Moby Dick. I thought that was bad, but after about 30 seconds, he then graduated from moaning to sounding like a woman having sex. I kid you not. That was aaaaawwkward !!!!!

The teacher wasn't done torturing us then either. At the end of the class he had us do the Dying Turtle. Which was worse than the previous exercises. If you want to know what The Dying Turtle is, lie on your back, lift up your back at a 45 degree angle and spread out your arms, and then lift up and spread your legs in the air, and slowly lower them until you feel your abs burn.  It was bad enough that we were all reliving the gynecologist experience. What was worse was the instructor coming by and opening our legs more and lowering them to feel the burn. What was even worse was Mr. Middle Aged Bald Guy with his legs in the air crying like a whale was about to slide out of his vagina.

I get that I may go to Hell for laughing at that man, but I couldn't help myself. I fully support people getting back into shape, but damn ! You can shut your piehole in the process. I didn't laugh out loud, but it definitely made doing my exercises harder.

That is all for now. Please pray for me and ask Jesus to forgive me for my sins.

Muchas Gracias !

Love,

Senorita

For Everything Else, There's Mastercard....................

Well Hello There My Little Tea Bags,

Happy Titillating Tuesday ! Below has always been a favorite spoof of mine. And by the way, I do have a Mastercard, and no, this is not a sponsored post because their rates are higher than my other cards, and that is probably because it is with Bank Of America, which loves to bend over and butt rape their most loyal sheep with no lube  take advantage of their customers.

Anywhoochie, I do hope you enjoy. I must say that being that awkward mess that I was in high school did pay off. I never had to worry about moments like below.

Enjoy and besitos !

They Don't Make Em Like They Used To.........................

Hello There My Little Diamonds,

So when I logged into my AOL account, I saw this article...............

http://www.lemondrop.com/2010/02/18/now-thats-commitment-secrets-of-5-couples-married-50-years-o/

Basically, my little wedding veils, this article is about couples that have been married for over 50 years. Not only is the article about the couples heartwarming, but so are the comments left behind by the readers offering up their own stories.

I thought of my own grandparents. My Oma and Opa were the loves of eachothers lives. They would've definitely lasted if he hadn't passed away instantly from a heart attack. Oma lived for 21 more years and remained involved in our lives before she decided to join him. She did have a boyfriend, Tony,  who she met long after Opa, but nothing like Opa, or so I am told. She loved Tony a lot, and they were like school children together, but she did tell me that she still loved Opa. I think Tony understood that. He lost his wife too.

Two weeks before she passed, she mentioned to my aunt that if she were to go, she would want to go like Opa did, and she got her wish. She died the same way, instantly, from a heart attack. I look back and I see that there was no way this could have been prevented. She seemed fine, she seemed healthy at her checkups, and when she passed, it was the one moment Tony was down in the basement getting food. By the time the ambulance arrived, she was gone. Now that is love. I was sad she left, but I am happy for her.

As I look back I realize how hard it must have been to live life without him, wishing to be with him for 21 years. But at the same time she had a relationship with us, her grandchildren. And she was optimistic. She had a great outlook on life and found love after.

My grandmother on my dad's side is equally amazing. She lost her first husband to cystic fibrosis. Her second husband, my grandfather did not work out. She is now happily married to my step-grandpa who I refer to as my grandpa. She and my grandpa are solid and they love each other very much. She always tells me how much she loves him and always are sure to hold hands and give thanks on Thanksgiving and Christmas. I know they have their differences once in a while, but one wouldn't know it.

They met in couples therapy when they were with their former spouses. Basically the things my grandpa found unattractive in my grandma, my step-grandpa thought were wonderful. My step-grandpa, aka grandpa is a wonderful man and they have become the model for my future relationships. My grandmother played the role of housewife and businesswoman in her marriages. She knew how to take care of herself financially and take care of her husband and children. One thing I've always admired about her was that she has always been aware of finances and got involved in investing stocks. I think it's really important that women get involved with finances in the marriage and see where the money goes. Open all the bills, write checks, stuff like that.

Anyway, I couldn't help but get a little teary-eyed by the article. When my Oma and Opa were together, he saved up and bought her a ring and necklace set made of smokey topaz. It was one of her prized jewelry pieces and it was passed down to me. So I wear a little piece of their love on my hand and close to my heart.

From watching my grandparents, if I had to give out marriage advice, here is what I would say..........

1.) Always let the other person know you love them. Don't assume they know.  Ladies, if your men are providing for you, thank them. Men, if your women are raising your children show them how grateful you are.

2.) If you have a disagreement, don't shout it out in public. Don't call him/her out in front of everyone and   embarass them. Discuss your disagreements in private so you can work it out together without others involved.

3.) You can't change the person you married, all you can do is love them for the person they are. If you don't love who they are, don't marry them. Marry the person you love, not the one you think you could love if only if...........

4.) You will never grow old if you do things you love. So get into a profession you love, or find hobbies you can share in together. My grandparents got involved in community service, mountain climbing, church, their businesses, the list could go on. And my living grandparents are still "working". I couldn't dream of asking grandma to take it easy.

5.) Compromise. You love the other person so much, that you just want to make the other person happy, and your partner wants to do the same in return. Their joy is your joy and vice versa. And it must go both ways.

6.) Let the other have separate interests. My Oma had her craft class she dragged me to where she stiched with other women. My grandpa liked to bring cakes to the little old ladies in the church. He is also a Chaplain at the local hospital. Have your own separate hobbies.

Anyway, that is all for now my little wedding bells. I am tired, but I have a dance performance to work on and an ass to deflate.

Love, hugs, kisses and chocolates !

Senorita

Looking Through A Crystal Ball Ten Years Ago

Hello There My Little LOL Cats,

I don't usually ask questions on my blog, as that is usually left to Secretia. She's good at getting people to spill their guts.

But I've been thinking about the last ten years of my life. Ten years ago I just started college, and I was as innocent, naive and gullible as they came since I grew up in an extremely sheltered environment. I was living out on my own for the first time in the San Jose State dorms, still hadn't even kissed a boy and had all these hopes and dreams for my future. I couldn't even picture ten years ahead in 2009/2010.

I just assumed that I would be in a high paying job, happily married, and that things would just magically fall into place. After all I was going to college, I was always studying and I planned to apply for internships. Also, people always told me I would go far in life.

Anyway, not even close. None of that happened. Lady Universe looked down upon me and basically told me that I had many lessons to learn. The hard way.

Basically I look at what I had hoped for back then, and my life now, and it's so completely different. My dreams, desires and goals are completely different. During the past decade I had to decide what I was even passionate about and who I was as a person. Until I could even do that, things weren't progressing.

I don't think fortune tellers would make any money if they gave you a spot on predictions about the future. I would've told mine to take a hike, for sure had she predicted that ten years later I would still be working in a low level job, and that despite putting myself out there and volunteering for free for a couple of years I would still be facing rejection after rejection. Or great opportunites would be presented that would just disappear later or somehow not pan out.

I also don't know what I would've done to Ms. Fortune Teller had she told me that I would spend the next ten years in dating hell with nothing coming even close to working out. Other than having one boyfriend (we were great friends but not even close to right for eachother) everything else was a crash-and-burn deal. I didn't even have a chance to bond with them, because they would be in and out of my life so fast. The good thing about that, is there was never that "one that got away" nor do I wish I had done things differently. I really didn't have the opportunity to.

The two things most important to me in my life have been a constant struggle: Career and Love. I don't know how much more of these precious life lessons I am supposed to learn. It's really started to wear on me this year. If the past decade is any indication of what is to come, then I am very scared.

Don't get me wrong. I have had a lot of luck in other areas of my life. I finally found my passion in life, and I have definitely learned more about myself. I have also had a lot of wonderful times traveling and with my family. And for that I am greatful, as that keeps me going.

I want to ask you to think back to your life ten years ago. And then fast forward to now. Imagine a psychic told you then where you are now. Would you have been surprised ? Pissed Off ? Happy ?

Please go share..............

Senorita's Seven

Hello My Little Teddy Bears,

So, Darrin gave me two awards which are below. Bless his heart ! I don't give awards due to the fact that I have no graphic design or animation skills and I wouldn't want to rip off someone's designs only to award it to someone else. How tacky would that be ?  But, I do accept awards ! I guess you could say that I am a receiver and not a giver.

Anywho, the condition of receiving the award is to list seven interesting things about myself and then pass them along to seven others. Since I am such an attention whore, I will gladly list my seven, and then pass the torch onto seven other whores deserving bloggers.

Here goes !

1.) I have a cousin named Levi Johnston. I am not related to the douchebag that posed for Playgirl and knocked up Brisol, but unfortunately my wonderful cousin shares the name with this poser. My poor cuz. For the record, my cousin is nothing like that guy.

2.) My left forearm has an extra curve to it. It was broken in half when I was 8, and my arm has never been the same.

3.) I lost my last "baby tooth" when I was 21. I still have the gap. The dentist says I have all my adult teeth in, so now I just have an extra space.  Luckily it's not completely visible when I smile but it still looks like I am missing one. So when a man says he just wants a woman with all her teeth, I don't know if I can even qualify for that :(

4.) I have TMJ, and therefore must wear a splint each night to bed. I have to use denture cleaner to clean the splint. I can't tell you how awkward it is to buy denture cleaner.

5.) My grandparents are my heros and have been my saving graces growing up. I don't know what I would do without them. My aunts come in on a close second.

6.) My favorite place that I have lived is Barcelona, Spain. I had such a wonderful and difficult time living there. I don't regret a second of just deciding to live there for the hell of it and I let the cards fall where they fell. Things were tough at times, and there were a couple of times I didn't know where my next meal would come from. But in the end it all worked out. I could have ended up staying there if I had just gotten married. But in the end I decided I would rather hold out for true love than to marry for papers. I don't know if I made the right decision. I am single, and I miss Barcelona.

7.) I am ashamed to admit it, but I do watch The Tool Academy. I am watching the third season.

Okay, so enough talking about me.................... Here are my 7 bloggers attention whores I nominate for the award:

1.) My Mama Cita Ashleigh

2.)  David from Dadshouse

3.) Winivere from Woman in The Glass Box

4.) Porkalicious even though he is being a big pussy taking a break from blogging right now. Someone go wake him up !

5.) Illy, the most timid Latina woman I know ;)

6.) Bev, one of the bravest badasses I know in the blogging world.

7.) Orgasmic Meatgag Don't look at me, I didn't name him !

So, that's all for now. Besitos !

Tuesday's Titillation

Well Hello There My Little Red Roses,

So no chitchat today, let's get straight down to business. Look at that hotness below........

You all know that I love, love LOVE me some Antonio Sabato Jr. Yes, he is a total douche on TV, and I don't really like his personality. But because he is so freaking hot, I am willing to look past all of that. We don't need to talk about interests or make plans to go rock climbing. We can just sit and make out. He is really the only man that I would make that exception for. The other hotties out there with no personality need not apply. Senorita no esta interesada. Senorita no likey.

Anyway, my point is, why settle for one Calvin Klein model when you are presented with three other hotties ? Four sounds a LOT better than one, if you ask me. They could all make a Senorita sandwich. They are the olive flavored pieces of bread, and I am the white meat. Time to double up on the bread !

That is all for now.

Besitos !

I miss her

Hello My Little Buttercream Frosted Cakes,

So I am listening to a band call Modern Talking, which was popular in Austria while I was living with my Oma about ten years ago. I heard it again at the club over the weekend and it brought back memories. Especially since the crowed dressed like they were back in the 80's and 90's. I miss Europe and I miss my family over there. It was like I was there yesterday, and sometimes I wish I could go back and relive it.

I had a nice weekend. I went out with friends, and pretty much slept all day on Sunday and I did eat a lot. I still have fettucini leftovers. I went to a local restaurant to stuff my face and watch the Olympic figure skaters. I was mesmerized, it is my favorite sport to watch. But I can't lie, I did feel a little lonely. I can't wait until my friend from NY comes over and we can be tourist whores here in San Francisco.

But I did have an unexpected visit last night. My Oma appeared in my dreams. She looked a lot younger,  and had a glow about her. I was sitting at a table and she wrote me a card for Valentine's and gave me money. I was so happy. I asked her for a hug, and she came over and I hugged her for a while. In my other dreams I've had with her, I didn't feel like I missed her, because I felt like I just saw her yesterday in my dreams.

In this dream I had last night, I really missed her, and did feel like it has been a while. Which is kind of sad. I don't want to know she is gone while I am sleeping.

I was kinda miffed because as we were hugging, my alarm rang and I had to get up to get my ass handed to me in my workout class.

Okay, that is all for now. Time for some coffee !

Happy Valentines Day !

Hello There My Little Chocolate Hearts !

Happy Valentines Day !!!!

So I looked at my list of followers, and guess what ?? I now have 69 followers !!!! I feel like my soul is complete now ! This is a perfect Valentine's Day present and thank you all, you lovely readers !!

Last night I went out to a club for 80s Russian nightclub with my friend. I heard a lot of hits that were popular while I was living in Austria and it brought back a lot of memories. I was out with my friend, her husband, and his friend. We had a lot of fun on the dance floor, making a lot of man sandwhiches.

The highlight of the evening was when some guy who was shorter than me ( I am 5 ft tall), dressed like he came out of Jersey Shore started approaching me. My friend's husband saw me blow him off, walked over, and told me to give him another chance and for him to try again. Then he sat there and made sure I was giving him my real phone number.

After the club, my friend made me Russian pancakes with sour cream and jam, and then Russian sausages with wheat bread. Good times.

So that is all for now my little Valentines treats ! Time for me to go and finish watching Rock of Love reruns !

Besos !

Sunshine On Saturday

Hello Little Ducklings,

So how are you this weekend ? I've been out and about today, and I am just writing a quick little blog before I have to go out again. I will be back soon to read and comment on all of your words of wisdom.

So I am going clubbing tonite, which I haven't done since I was in Barcelona, which was 5 years ago.  To be honest, I am not really a fan of the clubs anymore, but I do need to get out there. I haven't been out in a while, and my social life is sorely lacking. Really, it's that bad.

My hair is currently in curlers, and I don't even know if I did it right. But whatever, there will be tons of volume and hairspray. Then it will be time to pile on the makeup.

Today I went shopping and then off to dance practice.

Did I also mention that my grandmother sent me a Valentine's Day card ? She did, and I got it just in time for Valentine's Day.

Okay, so that is all for now my little quackers, time for me to let the hair loose ! Rawr !

Vday is coming up !

Hello There My Little Smitten Kittens,

So, I want to thank those of you dear readers who have added yourselves to my blogroll. You know me love you long time ! Two more of you, and I will be up to the magical 69 ! Someone please help me get to that number !

So I found someone to go skydiving with me, God willing, weather permitting. My roommate agreed, and I think that this will be the thrill I need for 2010. We've both never been, so this should be interesting.

I got up early this morning to work out, and while I was stretching in front of the mirror, I saw my ass or shall I say, it's big reflection. I was like "damn, that is a big ass." Seriously, it crept up on me ever so slowly in the course of three years. It used to be something you could cup in your hands. Now it's a blob that I am trying to get control over. Holy cow. I sure felt like a cow. It could've been due to the pants that I wore, but you can't blame everything on the pants, now can you ? This is why I never EVER ask a man if I look fat in my pants.

Other than that, Valentines Day is coming up. Here's to hoping that this year will be my last year solo. I have never spent Valentines Day with a sweetheart. In my last relationship, my ex was traveling, but to be fair he did make it up to me later. It's just that I have always either been working in a restaurant serving others, traveling abroad, or simply single on that special day. I am hoping to hang out with some girlfriends and have a drink.

Many people say that they don't celebrate Valentines Day, or feel that it's just a day that advertisers take advantage of to peddle their goods. I see a lot of jadedness. I don't feel that way. I don't really feel that the pressure should be on either. Even though I'm single I still look forward to the day. When I worked in car rental sometimes I would get candy, or someone would walk in with a rose. I've always liked the day, even though Cupid has never shot me in the ass. I wish he would, as it could use some deflating.

Anyway, that is all for now my little helpless furballs. Muchos besitos !

Short, sweet, alcoholic and random.

Hello There My Little Chocolate Covered Marshmallows,

How are you my loves ?

I had a glass of Bailey's over ice last night. It was fabulous and really took the edge off. I rarely ever have a drink and I have a low tolerance level, so the small glass I had was fabulous ! It was a nice buzz I had going on.

I also danced again today. I am slowly getting ready for my dance performance. I practiced over the weekend and I will continue to practice again this weekend. I know that I will be dancing with the sword, but I just can't figure out what song I want to dance to. I hope that get inspired real quick. Luckily my gym has an empty studio I can practice in. Although I do get wierd looks when I carry in the sword.

Today I stopped by the gym and got my initial consultation. They weighed and measured me. Talk about embarrassing. I told the guy it was rude to ask a woman about her weight, and he said that he wasn't going to ask me, he was going to make me get on the scale and find out himself. At least he didn't measure my fat with the clippers. He just used a measuring ribbon. I asked him if he was going to measure my ass, and he corrected me and said that he was going to measure my hips. Fun times. Let the ass kicking and crying begin. I know I am not going to lost the fat on my ass simply by walking or running, so time to sweat it out !

Ooh and before I log off, I ran into Mr. Laundry dude on my way out. We didn't talk or anything since he was leaving and I was right behind him. Good thing, because I don't know what to say to a guy whose laundry I've changed and skivies I've seen before we've even met. So that saved me some energy.

Okay, that is all for now. Time to make my rounds on all your blogs.

Abrazos y besitos !

Howdy Neighbor ? How's about a cup of sugar ? Underpants ?

Hello There My Little Truffles,

So I don't have much to write, but I did want to pop out to say hello !

I just got done doing my laundry here in my complex. Some dude left his wet clothes in the washer, so I put it in the dryer for him. He left money in the dryer so I just switched it over so that I could use both wash machines. I haven't changed a stranger's laundry in soooo long, and yes I saw his skivies. Awkward !

What was more awkward was when he showed up. I didn't know what to say. "Hey dude, I saw your Calvin Kleins so we may as well introduce ourselves." Instead I just told him I switched his laundry over for him. It was he who decided to introduce himself to me and told me he would be back soon to claim his clothes as to not get in my way. How nice of him.

He was one of the nicer ones. Luckily I don't have to see many of my neighbors, but one woman took the cake. I was coming home, and I opened the door of the complex as she was coming out to walk her dog. I could've pretended to ignore her, but I held the door open for her and her dog and tried to say hello. She then looked at me and told me that I needed to call who I was there to see. She thought I was trying to get a free pass in the apartment. I thought I heard wrong, so I asked her to repeat herself and she did. It's probably because I looked a little younger with my hair down and my baggy work uniform.

She did not even say hello or introduce herself and she already decided that I was trying to just gain access into the building and didn't belong. I lost my smile and told her that I live there, and offered to take her upstairs to show her around. I am pretty sure we live on the same floor. She backed off, and told me she had never seen me before, and I pretty much walked away as fast as possible. But I wanted to tell her that I saw her before. I saw her because she was the twat that almost hit my car while I was in it while she was trying to parallel park on the street earlier that week.

On another note, my roommate hires a cleaning service and I can't tell you how nice it was today to come home to a clean bathroom and room. They straightened up my room and made my bed. Bless their hearts.

So that is all for now my little chocolately treats.

Besitos mis amores !

Sunday Funday Ramblings................

Hello There My Little Butterflies,

And how is your weekend might I ask ? I am starting to do my taxes. Not very fun at all....... God I hope I get a decent refund. I could use the money.

If I got a nice fat check, you know what I would do with it ? I would use it to go skydiving. It's on my bucket list, and for all we know I could die tomorrow so let's get this one out of the way. I've been trying to go since I was 18. A family friend promised he would take me after I turned 18. That never happened. Then when I was in college, I signed up to skydive, and that trip got cancelled. Now everyone I ask is either too broke or scared to do it.  And I want this to be the year that I jump out of a plane.

I recently bought The Secret on DVD and watched it. I enjoyed it a lot. It basically talks about the Law of Attraction. While I feel there are a couple of flaws in the film, I enjoyed it overall.

One of the things that was discussed was that you should focus on what you want, instead of putting your attention on things that aren't going your way. Which means that you could keep a gratitude journal and write down things you are thankful for.

I do have to say that I am thankful that I am currently healthy and able to take care of myself independently. I am also very grateful for my family. I have the best grandparents a girl could ever ask for, aunts that have looked out for me when others didn't and my dad who is taking great care of my grandparents. I can say that my family looks out for one another. And for that I feel very blessed. I am also very lucky that I still have a job in this economy. I am knocking on wood as I write this, but at least for now I still have my job and I feel blessed. We just let go of another one of our coworkers who was there the longest, and it was a hard pill to swallow.

One thing I don't agree with in The Secret is that everything that comes your way is a result of your thoughts. I don't always agree with that. Sometimes things happen that we have no control over, such as a death in the family or a disease. Sometimes things happen to us because they are lessons in life we have to learn the hard way and can't avoid them. So for that, I disagree. Especially since bad things can happen to us as children.

However, after certain events happen to us, I do agree that we can control how we move forward and live our lives. After you lose a job, you can control how you handle the job search.

Overall I believe in the Law of Attraction because positive does attract positive, and at the very least, being happy makes going through life a helluva lot easier. You may not always get what you want, but at the very least you have a good attitude, which makes life easier.

Okay my little delicate friends, it's time for me to log off for now. Till next time !

Butterfly kisses !

Thursday's Thrust

Hello There My Little Ducklings,

I love all my readers, and although I like to gawk at male meat, I also realize that I don't want to alienate my male readers.

So............. here. Gawk at this............

A lot of the male readers I have love Penelope Cruz. I love her too. What I love most about her is that she's not afraid to go out without makeup. I remember when I first saw her on TV doing an interview. She had her hair down with no makeup. Clearly comfortable in her own skin.

I hear she is dating Javier Bardem. I loooove me some Javier Bardem.

Enough talking and more showing..............

If I were a fuzzy little cub on Hump Day...........

This is where I would be..........

I know that I've featured him a couple of times before, but I'm gonna do it again and probably again in a few more months. This man is so damn fine, and of all the fine famous men in the world, he is the one I am most attracted to.

This is the epitome of what I would look for in a man. He is a beautiful man inside and out and I can't say the same for the other men out in Hollywood.

But if Eduardo is out doing errands and can't meet up with me, I would gladly meet this......

This, my little furballs, is Adam Rodriguez, who stars on Ugly Betty as Hilda's boyfriend.

Okay, enough men for now. I will make sure I bring something for the Thursday Thrust for all you male readers out there.

Besitos !

Ramblings of the week.............

Hello There My Little Chocolates !

So I took the lightrail to work today and it smelled like old, homeless ass. Which isn't too much of a stretch, since I've seen a few homeless guys on the trains. Last week one of the guys pretty much coughed in my face. He didn't do it purposely, he just didn't give a shit. I got up and immediately walked to the other side of the train.

Today's train just smelled more fermented today than it usually does. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.

There was also this middle-aged Filipina lady that got on after me. She was looking out the window and having conversations with herself in Tagalog. I looked and saw no earpiece, so she had to be having a one-on-one with herself. I didn't pay much attention after that. (I hope she gave herself good advice ! )

Until she started singing like a cat. Meow ! Meow ! Meow ! Meow ! (And not the Meow Mix commercial)  While she was excercising her vocals, I noticed a mole the size of a spider on her face, with hair coming out in all directions.

I remember when I used to work at Staples as a cashiering wench. We had a lot of customers with moles the size of spiders on their faces with hairs the size of daddy-long legs coming out. And it was just too hard not to look away. Some of these people would move real close to my face to speak too.


Did I also mention that the neighbors little rat dog decided to leave a little brown present on our carpeted floor by my apartment door ? This dude lives right across from me, and his dog shat in our little corner. Thank God it wasn't on our welcome mat. My roommate is kind of a neat-freak and wasn't happy about the presents left by our door.

I decided not to do anything about it, or say anything because the guy across from me has always offered to help me move heavy boxes, and saved my ass when he saw me lifting a heavy bookshelf by myself up the steps. He was waiting in his car for his wife and kids in the freight zone, got out and helped me. It was really nice, especially since it was raining outside. So I decided not to stir up shit (pun intended) with the neighbors. I let sleeping dogs lay. ( Pun not intended)

And he is forgiven for owning a little rat dog, since he is married.

Other than that my little chocolate delights, I am still cleaning house. I stumbled across old letters and e-mails. Letters from my grandparents and aunts and uncles. They were really looking out for me over the years. I will continue to save letters from family. My grandmother's notes to me are very precious, from both grandmothers. I have a huge stack of handwritten notes and cards with handwritten notes from my grandma and grandpa. Thankfully even though they have a computer, they still believe in the written word.

I also found my dad's letters. I saved almost all of his cards and letters he wrote with his words of wisdom.

Speaking of my dad, he has been holding down our family. He has been taking care of my grandparents and running their business, as well as my former stepmother. My former stepmother was recently diagnosed as possibly terminally ill ( don't want to put it all out there) and my dad stepped up to the plate and is taking care of her. She is too young to have an older person's disease and needs all the love and support she can get, and my dad is doing all he can for her.

And for that he should be recognized. My grandmother tells me all the time how wonderful he is. I hope that my stepmom feels better with my dad there and heals faster.

And I hope my dad gets a vacation after all is said and done. He deserves it.

So that is all for now loves.

Clutter Be Gone.

Hello There My Little Fuzzy Ducklings,

First of all, me love you readers long time ! Thank you so much for your kind comments. It really means a lot to me. I feel better that so many of you can relate. Thank you for sharing that with me.

Ever since 2010 rolled around, I feel like this has been a different year all around. All I can equate it to is someone lighting a fire under my ass. I've never felt the urge to evaluate myself more than in this year. This year started off with me moving. I wonder what else will happen. I also joined a new gym today. It's pretty nice, and across the street.

Last year was calm and quiet, and I did a lot of thinking, writing and relaxing. I basically took it easy because I had just graduated and I wanted to relax for a little. No new job, no new friends, nothing really exciting. I did graduate, move and go on interviews, but it wasn't really a year of change. It was more of a year of reflection.

My mind doesn't allow me to just sit around and relax this year. This year, I have been forced to take a good look at myself and see what I've done with my life, what I could've done and what I should be doing. I recently found out my old college roommate is expecting her first child. We met ten years ago and used to talk about getting married, having kids and what our careers would look like. She followed through on what she wanted. I feel like I've barely begun to scratch the surface. And it's sad because we lead such different lives. We used to be best friends, and we traveled together. And even though we still keep in touch it's obvious that we've both gone in different directions.

Basically, I don't want to live life the way I've been doing in the past decade. I feel like I don't have much to show for it. Don't get me wrong, I didn't just sit on my ass all this time. I went to school, traveled and busted my ass in finding out my true passion in life. I just don't have any solid evidence of it other than my diplomas and certificates.

I don't want to hold on to the past like I've been doing. I don't want to hang onto old experiences, I want new ones. I am tired of looking back on my travels abroad and wishing times were the same. I am tired of reminiscing about my early twenties when I was a little more carefree and was twenty pounds lighter.

So this past weekend I went through my closets and got rid of two boxes worth of pictures, letters, cards, documents and souvenirs I collected in Barcelona. I also got rid of half of my yearbooks of my awkward years in high school. Then I got rid of tons of old e-mails.

I can't tell you how much better I feel. That was the best therapy I've ever had. I still have a long way to go. I want to be a minimalist and get a grip on organizing my papers and things. I've always been bad at that. I feel that if I can get better control of what I think, I can gain more control over my life.

I also stumbled upon my old diary that I started writing ten years ago. OMG, how awkward ! I read that and cringe. It's funny how I used to think of boys and what my expectations were of relationships. It was also amusing to see how closed off I was from the real world.

Anyway, I am sure I will be back soon with another smart ass post. But thanks for being there dear readers.

Besitos !