Thursday, September 30, 2010

More Trip Talk

Well Hello There My Little Belgian Chocolates,

I slept like a baby last night, and I will go to bed soon after downing some Nyquil. I will be sure to have coffee tomorrow to battle the jetlag.

I got my hair cut and dyed again today. My stylist gave me some hot bedroom hair. RAWR !

Anyway, more talking about my trip.............................

I met a couple of people that I plan on keeping in contact with. One in Paris, one in Amsterdam, and one from the plane to Amsterdam. While I was waiting at the Paris Airport to go to Amsterdam, I met a nice woman and her husband. Her husband was causing quite the scene and complaining about how the airport staff was incompetent and how he wanted to go back to the states. It was embarrassing and there I was behind them with my American passport in hand, and I hoped that I wouldn't receive bad treatment after that.

When we were on the shuttle to the plane, she turned to me and introduced herself and found out that our mothers are both from the same town in Austria and that we both have American fathers. It was quite a coincidence and she gave me her card and told me to write back.

Its always amazing who you can meet and talk to while you are traveling, even if you don't stay in communication.

While I was at the hostel we met a variety of different people. For the most part people were to themselves, and I am sure I was too, but it was always nice when someone came up to me and wanted to talk about their travels.

Before I sign off, I wanted to talk about the Anne Frank House in Amsterdam, as it was one of the first things that I visited in Amsterdam.

In middle school I started reading The Diary of Anne Frank and loved it. As a young girl, I felt that I could identify with her. Since then I had always wanted to visit her hiding place. I finally did it last week. While I liked it, I was still a little disappointed.

While reading her diary, she would describe the view of the chestnut tree outside. I wanted to see the view of the street and of the tree in the area behind the house, and that wasn't possible because the museum covered up all of the windows and it was impossible to see the outside world, the same view Anne Frank had years ago while she was in hiding. But they did have artifacts there such as letters, Annes diaries, and other things that belonged to the Franks. I am guessing they had to keep the light out so that the items on display woudn't get ruined form the sun.

Also, the rooms have no furniture, as that is what Otto Frank wanted when the museum opened. This is because after the Franks were arrested, everything was cleared out by the Nazis, so he wanted to leave the rooms empty.

Don't get me wrong, I loved the museum, but it felt more like an art gallery than a hiding place. Everything was remodeled and painted over a million times. Remodeling is necessary, but as you keep remodeling and are tearing down parts of the old, you are taking that spirit of the place with you.

At the end of the museum, there was a gathering place where you could vote on issues. The TV screen presented several things happening in the recent news, and we had to vote on whether the right decision was made. For example,  in one of the issues, head scarves were banned in a public school and then we as the audience had to vote and decide if the best decision was made. It definitely got people coming together and talking about issues.

So that is all for now.

Besitos my loves !

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Out of the Netherregions and back to your regions

Hello There My Little Wooden Clogs,

So guess what ? Mistress Senorita is back bitches !! I will promptly make my way around your bloggies. No more excuses, it's not like I'm out flirting with any French men or posing suggestively next to statues. I do have pics of that, would you like to see ?

I am back home in Cali, and I have been up since 7am this morning in Amsterdam (8 hours ahead of California), so the whole plane ride was sunny and I did not sleep. I am waiting for the exhaustion to hit me.

I can not tell you how thrilled I am to be alone in my own room on my bed in my shorts, and you know why I am in my shorts ? It's fucking hot outside. I came from the cloudy, cold, rainy Netherlands into the bright, sunny, hotter than Satan's asscrack hot weather, and I love it ! I was absolutely thrilled to look outside the airport window and see sunshine.

The weather in Holland got me sick, so I will be sure to drink a lot of Nyquil. I have the day off tomorrow, so I have a lot of errands to do before I go back to work.

I have so much to write about, but my last day in Amsterdam was spent going to the movies at the Tuschinski theater watching Wallstreet: Money Never Sleeps. That movie totally rocked, I thought that the first one couldn't be matched, but Michael Douglas did an excellent job, and there were a few surprises that I won't give away. Luckily the movie was in it's original version of English with subtitles in Dutch. Before the film I did get to sit through Dutch movie previews and advertisements. I bought some Stroopwaffeln as souvenirs, but oopsies, I had a couple during the film

My flight was fairly uneventful, Thank God ! Well, except for dealing with my baggage. I was lucky to not be sat next to the screaming children. The airline had a wide selection of films, and I watched the foreign films, one was Dutch and one was in Italian. I just decided, oh hey, this looks interesting, let's give it a watch. Turns out they both had long, graphic sex scenes, and I was seated in the middle with another woman on each side of me. I know that they had to catch a glimps of what I was watching. The directors in these films seemed to to great lengths to show a lot of T&A.

So anywhooters my babies, that is all for now. Time for me to chill out and watch things I've missed out on for the past couple of weeks like Jersey Shore and the Real Housewives.

Besitos !

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Last Day in Amsterdamp

Hello There My Little Tulips,

So what's up ? Today is my last day, I am leaving tomorrow back home. Today I am taking it easy as I am starting to feel sick. My friend is on a bus tour to Belgium, and I was going to go, but I decided to opt out for a couple of reasons: I am not feeling well, the ride is about 4 hours each way (in rainy weather) and I would rather save my money, oh and also the tour ends at midnight, and I don't want anything getting in the way of me going to the airport tomorrow morning.

So I am chilling out at the hostel at the moment using my internet time up. I am supposed to go to a movie later.

1.) I did rent a bike the other day and we went on a bike ride around Amsterdam and a little into the Amstel region. Beautiful houses and boats along the river and it's country living with a view of the city life. Very nice, and we saw an old windmill.

2.) We did go through the red light district and took a tour. Our tour guide was hilarious. But they definitely go out of the way to say that all of the women there are doing their job voluntarily and not forced aka trafficked in from poorer countries. I don't quite believe that ( I think a good percentage are trafficked), and neither does the Dutch government because they are trying to reduce the size of the Red Light District and buy out the window owners. I would be all for what is going on in the RLD otherwise. Being that our American govt is quite restrictive, I do believe that there should be areas of sin like Amsterdam and thank God Americans have Vegas. But I don't condone the violence that takes place and that is being hidden from tourists. Our tour guide was informative, but in a touristic sort of manner where it was obvious certain bits of information were being hidden.

3.) We met a couple of people from our hostel and walked around the city and ate junk food at different places. A few in  our group tried the coffeeshops, but me and the other guy in our group did not. I don't like tobacco or marijuana, and there is no point in trying to like it now, especially since it's illegal in the states and I have a profession I am serious about.

4.) I saw the Van Gogh museum and liked it a lot. The musem did a great job in giving a history of his work, his sources of inspiration and his life. I loved his style even though the man was insane. His paintings are full of life, and inspiration, especially his art from Paris, and especially after spending time in Montmarte, where he spent some of his time.

Of course I have done more, but I am going have to write about that later. Did I tell you how happy I am to go home ? The weather here in the Netherregions is not friendly, and I am tired of the hostel environment. Don't get me wrong. This hostel, Stayokay has been great. I've seen the other rathole-fleabag hostel our friend spent the night in, and I feel greatful that this one has been decent. But still, I miss having my own room. I have been in a mixed dorm because my friend is a dude, and I was not fond of other dudes walking around in their boxers and taking race-horse style pisses in our shared bathroom. Luckily they were nice though and not drunkards or smoking weed in the room which was the case in the first hostel I went to.

Of course, I am also not going to lie and say that I am not happy that this leg of the tour is coming to an end. The trip really was off to a rotten start and I have still not forgotten. I may have made the best of my trip and managed to enjoy myself while I was here, but being stranded in that airport left a bad feeling that I can't seem to shake off. I would love to come back here and see more of the Netherlands and experience Dutch culture more, but under different circumstances, more finances, and no hostels. Just means that I have to work harder, get a promotion and save more money.

Have any of you heard about the book Undutchables ? I am going to buy that when I get home.

Okay, time to log off for now. Besitos !

Love, hugs, clogs and tulips !

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Travel Reflections

So what's up my little rose petals ?

Miss me ? My internet connection has been very sparse here, and I've been trying to get out and enjoy the Netherregions.... I mean Netherlands, so I have been a bad blog friend. But when I get back I will be sure to read your bloggies and tell you all how wonderful you are and leave witty and sarcastic remarks.

The Netherregions are so wet and unpredictable.

My trip is coming to an end soon, and I went through a lot during this trip. I really don't feel like I am living until I am out traveling, meeting people, making mistakes and getting my plans ruined. (There was a huge strike the day I left Paris, half of the transportation was shut down, traffic was crowded and 40% of the flights were cancelled)

Some things I did...................

I couch surfed in Paris (avoided paying any lodging costs) This needs a separate blog entry and I could go on and on about this one. But I did stay in beautiful apartments for free.

I am staying at a hostel in Amsterdam. This also requires a separate post. Luckily this hostel is decent, but still, it is an experience. Thank God I have shower shoes, and praise Jesus I had the good sense to bring a towel.

I made friends in each country. I met the nicest guy ever in the legal field in Paris and he is now my FBFF (French Best Friend Forever). Then I met a guy from my area in California who is moving to Amsterdam. Through these guys I feel that I was able to get an insight into French and Dutch cultures.

I visited the Eiffel Tower and met a guy while we were snapping our cameras and we ended up touring the city together. So if you see me posing questionably with statues, it was because he was there to snap the pictures.

I took suggestive pictures with statues, signs and advertisements, something I always love to do in a foreign country.

I ate a lot of French food. I tried Beef Tartare ( raw ground beef with a raw egg on top) and I loved it with a glass of red wine. I would never eat this on my own in the US and I don't usually enjoy red wine.

I have had some unmentionable experiences that I won't mention because some are super freaking embarrassing, some are outright awkward and the rest are private.

By the time my vacation is over, I will have used up all of my vacation time for this year, and I will have to wait until next year for the next destination.

Anywhooters, off to think about sleeping.

Besitos !

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Amsterdam

So whats up? Pls excuse my typos as Im on an a little Apple notebook.

My first day here was so hard and everything went wrong. While I was at the hostel feeling defeated I Was sitting next to a guy who ended up realliy looking out for me. He is from my area in california and is in the process of living here.

This guy calmed me down, took me out to eat since I hadn,t eaten all day, let me use his email and phone, helped me sort out my hostel info and walked me to my hostel and up to my room knowing I was anxious about my first night here befrore he went back to his hostel. He came back the next morning and kept me company until my friend came from the airport.

I also had a lof of support from people on COuchsurfing offering me a last minute place to stay. It was so nice to feel that people cared.

Since then I went to the ANne Frank House and bikeriding all day along the canals and little town outside AMsterdam.

Okay, gots to go.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Total Turnaround

Hello All,

So Paris was wonderful. No complaints. Total hospitality from people I stayed with and I was blessed with beautiful weather.

I am in Amsterdam. My friend was supposed to meet me. Didn't show, I was left wandering around for a few hours like an idiot trying to find him. Turns out his flight is tomorrow, and we even discussed this.

I broke my bank just to get in contact with him and I got an answering machine.

He reserved a hostel for us before the trip, but I decided to stay at a hotel outside Amsterdam which now I realize was a mistake. I just wanted a quiet place to sleep alone, and I didn't want to sleep in a hostel alone. The lady at the airport failed to mention how far it is.

I am going to try and contact the airline to go home early, I just don't have the money to keep tossing around like this. Paying extra to get out of here will be worth it for me. I miss home, I miss being in control.

I will try to see the Anne Frank museum before I leave though.

Sorry, but I am really upset and hurt right now. I planned my trip out to a tee to Paris, and for Amsterdam I placed my trust in someone else thinking my back would be covered and now I am a complete sitting duck and I have learned my lesson the hard way. I usually don't end up this defenseless.

Anyway, that is all for now.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Paris Day 4

Hello Loves,

So I am still in Paris, and I have been a bad blog friend. I promise that when I get back home I will catch up on your blogs.

I finally slept yesteday and got in 11 hours. It felt so good ! My host took me around Montmarte and we walked to Sacre Couer.

I have also been to the Eiffel Tower and watched it light up and sparkle at mignight.

I have so much more to do. But so far I have enjoyed walking around this romantic city.

There is a bridge here by the Seine River called  Pont des Arts near the Notre Dame Cathedral where lovers leave their locks and write their names on it and throw the key into the river. I thought it was so romantic but apparently the French govt doesnºt think so. In May of this year, they took them all down. But this is September and people continue to leave their locks and hearts in Paris.

While I was looking at the fence on a beautiful Friday evening a couple of things happened to me. First, a Russian woman by herself asked me to take her picture. I took her picture and we went our separate ways. But like me, she was by herself and it´s always interesting how many people from around the world come to Paris to either be with their sweeties, or at least hope it rubs off on them. She and I were both alone and I felt like we had something in common.

 Then I was approached by two men totally hitting on me and asking me to join them for a drink. Nice guys a little cute even, but they told me they were Parisian and for some reason I didn´t believe them. I donºt go anywhere by myself with more than one man. I also was waiting for my host to take me to eat. After they left, an old woman came up to me and started talking to me. She was looking at the locks and we spoke in my awful broken French. She wanted to know where I was from, how old I was, and if I was going to leave a lock. She had been living in Paris for over 54 years. I always love talking to older folks aka walking historians. She was so nice, and then my host came and interrupted me and I had to leave. As I left, she was there looking at the locks and smiling at me as I waved back.

I am not in love, but I did leave a lock, as I had an extra on that day. I still have that key, I didnºt throw it into the river like people sometimes do. I donºt mind leaving my heart in Paris.

Before I came to Paris I thought the city was a walking cliche. Although the city may be dirty and maybe the French arent so warm and open, but Paris is really romantic. People kissing everywhere, holding hands, enjoying dinner, holding hands and strolling in the park. It was really is nice.

Three more days left here, and then off to the Netherregions........ I mean Netherlands.

Kisses from Paris !

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Paris Adventures

Hello There My Little Croissants,

This will be a relatively short post. I have been having a lot of adventures here in Paris, some good, some bad, some unexpected.

So far other than walking around Paris at night ( the Louvre is amazing by night) I have been to the Eiffel Tower and Sacre Cour. At the Eiffel Tower I met a guy from Scotland and we ended up touring the the city together, taking pictures (perverted pictures with naked statues included) and talking about out travel experiences.

I stayed with a French host for the first two nights, and now I am with my host from Portugal.

Time to log off and see the city with my host.

Ciao my little breakfasts !

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Made It to Paris

Hello There My Little Chocolates,

So I am in Paris, in an internet cafe. I am not out seeing sites because I am forced to haul my luggage around town until I meet my host. Our firm here is busy with clients right now so I can't say hi or ask them to hold my luggage for a couple of hours.

My flight was fine. I flew Air France. Nice flight staff, and since I know many of you male readers have a thing for hot French women, I know that you wouldn't have been disappointed. The things I didn't like about the flight was using the bathroom in that plane, somebody kept farting in my row and it was frequent and totally ninja style. I would be sleeping and BAM ! it just snuck up on me. Oh, that and the food. Their dinner and breakfast was totally disgusting. I thought food on Delta sucked ass. I was wrong.

The guy next to me was cool though. I sat next to a guy from Sweden who I ended up talking to for most of the flight about anything from politics in our countries to our jobs to his family and kids. He helped me learn how to use the remote on our TV and he was kind enough to wake me up for dinner and breakfast. I thought it was really kind of him. I always like it when I end up having a nice conversation with the person next to me. I am so happy I wasn't stuck next to some screaming baby.

I did get accosted by some guy I am willing to bet is a gypsy at the train station. He saw me reading a sign and asked me for 50 cents. I looked at him, said no and walked away. He started saying "that's right...........ruuunnnnn.....runnnn little girl ! with him rolling his r's. Totally lame.I almost told him to fuck off, but I am in a foreign country and I really don't want trouble.

The lines for the train to the metro and the metro to the city were insane ! The luggage consignment was all full and I was very close to the cutoff line.

Basically lines are everywhere so if I can deal with that I should be fine.

Okay, time to go get something to eat.

Besitos !

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Bad, Bad Blogger !

Hello My Little Roses,

So this is it for a while, I am busy as hell right now, just trying to get things in order at work and things at home packed for my trip. I am sorry, but I have and will be a bad bloggy friend for a while.

I leave on Wed, and will be back by the end of the month. I don't know how much access I will have, as I tend to be pretty old-school while traveling. There is no way that I am hauling a laptop around, just so I can worry about it getting stolen. In fact, I tend to travel like a pauper, and I am also covering all my guide books so I don't stand out like a sore thumb. I don't want the beggars and thieves to instantly spot me.

I don't know if I will have a phone, or how much internet access I will have. I hope as little as possible. Because that means if I am not on the internet or phone, I am out seeing sites, and that is what this trip is all about.

I just hope for a safe trip where I meet a lot of people. My firm has an office in Paris so I look forward to meeting my Parisian colleagues and bringing them American candy and crossword puzzles. I brought blow pops (minds out of the gutters) and jollyranchers. I don't like hard candy, so this is a no-brainer. If I were to bring chocolate, it would all be gone by the end of my flight.

And then after Paris, I am looking forward to meeting my global BFF Sergie in Amsterdam. One of the first things I want to do is visit Vondelpark aka "Fondle Park" and take pictures of my groping him under the park sign. I read that it is actually legal to bang the living shit out of someone make love in that park, but that it's illegal to let your dog off a leash. Hahahaha ! Gotta love the Dutch ! But there are stipulations...... apparently you can't smush next to the actual playground area, or during broad daylight. You would have to do it at night. I mean, now that I think about it, that's actually kinda creepy. But nothing different than what you would find in the San Francisco parks. It's just that here it's technically illegal.

Okay, that is all for now !

Love, hugs, French Kisses and NO Dutch ovens !

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Tired and sick..........

Hello My Little Chicks,

Okay, so this will be a short post.

Basically I am behind on your bloggies, and I have to pack.

But I am sick, and this really blows. I have the headache from hell, congestion, achy bones...... I am in bed all day today, because I have to work the two days before my trip. Because if I call in sick before my trip they will surely think I am full of shit and I don't want them to think they can't trust me. Also, I don't have any extra vacation days. I need the money.

Did I tell you I took a notary class all day yesterday? All day, and because I felt like shit and it was hard to sit still for hours, I am not sure I even passed the test. I will find out in a couple of weeks.

At least my friends brought me hot tea and medicine today. It's been such a long time since that has happened.

So that is all for now, I will try to stop by your bloggies soon if I don't get knocked out first.

Besitos !

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

It's getting closer.........................



So What's Up My Little Furballs ?

The above picture is not of an lolcat. It is of a trollcat. Big difference, because trollcats are supposed to be meaner and more unpolitically correct. I mean, how would you like someone or shall I say, something telling you that you're fat AND have a small dick ?

Moving along.................................

I am leaving in a week from today, and I am pretty much working all this weekend. I will be so effing tired. I am taking a notary class all day and I have a nice long test after. It may be long, but I hope it's not hard. Harder is not always better in every situation.

I have been slowly preparing for my trip, and I just hope that I am ready. I did take a French class a couple of months ago before I even thought I would be actually buying a plane ticket. I didn't study too hard because I was busy and I realized that I wasn't going to be close to being fluent anyway as we have very little French speakers in my area. The French will know that I am American anyway so I decided to just enjoy my French class for the experience and not stress out over blending in.

I haven't even planned a single thing in Amsterdam because I will be meeting up with my global BFF Sergio over there and we are looking forward to meeting up with others and seeing where the trip takes us. Except for the week I was in South Korea with family, I have never really had a travel companion. Sergie will be my first and supposedly he said I will be his first too, so we will be popping eachother's travel companion cherries overseas.

Other than that loves, I think that's it. I need a haircut to tame my wild tresses. I was hoping to do that before my trip, but I think I am better off saving my cash.

Anywhooters, that is all for now !

Love, hugs and French kisses !

Monday, September 6, 2010

Organic TMI


Well Hello There My Little Fat Cats,

So what's up ? Miss Me ?

Anywhooters, Riot Kitty usually is the one with the brilliant lolcats, but I could not help but post this lolcat pic I swiped off Google somewhere. It made me laugh.

I hope you all enjoyed your holiday weekend. I hung out with friends and was lazy as possible today. I did manage to workout. Then I decided to give into the sugar craving I had and could not shake off. I walked to the store for a slice of cake. I ate about half, and then decided to get a small gelato because it was hotter than Satan's asscrack.

I feel better, maybe a little guilty, but I am certainly not one of those people to cut sugar out of my diet. I as an Austrian would be betraying my family if I didn't enjoy cakes, pastries and delicious coffee drinks ! When I lived with my Oma in Austria for the summer back in '98 she always spoiled me with confections and she loved her sweets too. She loved her iced coffee with ice cream and as a gift she drove me to the Mozart chocolate factory and we bought the famous Mozart chocolate balls in bulk.

So what else.................

Ah, yes........... Maybe it's a little TMI, but a few months back I was shopping at Whole Foods aka Whole Paycheck with my friend. It seems that buying everything organic is the thing to do and my dad told me there is a sucker born every minute.

So while my friend was off buying her stuff, I decided to look at the stuff in the feminine care aisle. I decided to buy the tampons made from organic cotton and recycled paper wrappers. Totally earth friendly, but not so friendly for your snatch.

Seriously people, this idea was a total fail. I like using Tampax Pearl with the nice soft cotton, and plastic applicator that is easy to grip. It's easy, I am already bitchy so let's not make the experience anymore complicated than it needs to be okay ?

The organic cotton Tampons from Whole Paycheck not only felt like I was using newspaper, but the cardboard applicator sucked. It kept getting stuck and the cotton felt like sandpaper.
And their only strong selling point is that it's "environmentally friendly"? Fuck that.

Saying your product is "environmentally friendly" is the new cop-out for companies nowadays. Your product could be crappy but it doesn't matter, you are saving the environment by buying it, and if you don't buy it, you will be at fault for the melting icecaps and the burning rainforests in the Amazon.

Does Tampax get their cotton from a mom and pop farm that practices free trade ? Probably not. Do they care that the cotton plants are happy ? Probably not. Do they chemically treat the cotton ? Most likely, and I don't give a shit. They make a decent product, and to make myself feel better, I recycle the cardboard box it comes in.

Well, that is all for now loves. Have a happy week !

Besitos !

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Thank GOD this isn't my grandma

So What's Up My Little Macaroons ?

Below is a picture from Lamebook.  Clearly it is a trainwreck that I could not look away from.  I love my grandmother to pieces and could never imagine her in a picture like this.

My first reaction upon looking at that was:



I mean, I am nasty, and when I get old and gravity forces my tits to sag and hang into my shoes, I am sure I will be bitchy, sarcastic and plain old dirty and maybe even goose a hot paramedic or fireman that hauls my old ass to the hospital.  But you will not ever catch me sucking on a long dildo with anyone (grandchildren included) whilst cupping my old granny titties. I mean, seriously......... What the FUCK !?!?

Here it is............ Probably not work safe.



  But upon further inspection of the photo, I realized I have to give granny some props. She's wearing a nice diamond ring, along with whore red fingernails. I am sure she had and is still having a happening sex life with her husband. Maybe not all the parts are in good working order, but she's still got hands and a mouth, right ? Now that the teeth probably come out, I bet it's easy for her man too, right ? " Hey baby ? Would you like me to finish you off with or without teeth tonite ?" The guy gets a choice !  How many of you men out there reading this get a choice ? Chances are you're stuck with teeth.

And for being in her eighties I think she looks great. And we know she's not racist either ! Equal opporunity baby !

Okay, time for me to think about going for a little run.

Besitos mis amores !

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Asswipes anyone ?

So What's Up My Little Snozzleberries ?

I am a little behind on reading your bloggies, so please forgive me if I've missed you. Been a little hectic around here.

I in a random mood, so I will  randomly talk about whatever I feel like talking about................

1.) A week or two I bought asswipes online. I don't think you could get more obvious because they are called (Tushwipes) You have no idea what a godsend these are. They are individually packaged, and they are perfect because these are big wipes, unlike the little squares that can buy get at Walmart. AND they are flushable and soothing. This will really help me keep my ass wiped overseas, especially since I HATE dry toilet paper, and the last time I was there the stuff I used felt like it was going to give me splinters.

Anyway, they finally came in the mail and I had to pick them up (I have a separate mailbox). I drove all the way on my lunch break to pick up my asswipes. That and the book on logic I also ordered. Oh, the irony. Would you like a dose of logic with those asswipes ?

I was chatting with the mailbox dude while holding my medium-large-sized box of asswipes ( I bought them in bulk so I could save on shipping). Luckily he didn't ask me about the contents of my box.

2.) I sometimes try to blowdry my hair or straighten it with a flatiron. Because if I don't my hair can get  wavy, frizzy and untamed. RAWR ! Anyway, my coworker came back from a 2 month trip from overseas and he asked me about my new "hairdo". I used to get up early and make sure my hair was tamed. Now, not so much, I have kind of let it go. So I smiled and told him I stopped blowdrying and straightening it. So yeah, I got asked about my messy hair.

3.) I was listening to the new Chris Brown song where he was singing about an ex, and it was directed at her. Basically said that he found something better, that she should get over it, and oh by the way, he wishes her well.

You know where else I heard something like that ? From Alanis Morrisette in her song "You oughta know" She started out by saying "I wish you well " and it went from that to "does she know you went down on me in a theater" and she's hoping that next time she's having sex with another guy and digs her nails down his back, she wants her ex to feel it. Nice, huh ?

I've also seen that on reality TV between feuding castmates like Jill Zarin or Bethenny.

You know where else I've heard such a line ? From someone in my immediate family that I've fought with off and on and off and on with and our quarrels have sometimes gotten nasty. ( Luckily this  is now past us for the most part) We have a long argument or something, but it usually  begins or ends with "I wish you well." Gee, thanks ! What else would you like to say to me ? Don't hold back now..............

Has anyone ever uttered such a line to you ? Please tell me I am not the only one.

Or better yet, are YOU the one that says such a thing like that ? I won't judge..............

Anywhore my loves, time to go and attempt exercise.

Abrazos y besitos !