.....and action!

I think it’s an understatement to say that my weekend was action packed. I literally did more in 2.5 (Friday night, Saturday & Sunday) days than I did all week prior to Friday. I am sore and tired to say the least.

So, let me break it down for you…why? Because I gotta!

Friday night I conquered Yorkville with one of my dearest lady friends. She is a rock star. We did something synonymous to a pub crawl….except in Yorkville…there are no pubs; there are high end bars that charge $12 for a 2 ounce glass of wine. We started out at Ciao for some wine and carpaccio. We went on to ONE….the most high end bar a.k.a. most expensive bar in Yorkville where we were joined by a team of 3 dudes. Apparently this is where all the famous people go to when in town. There were no famous people….scratch that….we were there. Good times. From there our team went to Prive which I have to say…sort of let me down. Hadn’t ever been there before…not too sure I will ever go again. Felt like I was at a strip club…silly girls….with horrible outfits. From there…my girlfriend and I almost called it quits until she had an idea to go to this next bar…which I have no idea what it is called. It was there that I met someone that could probably have tamed this wild beast…but to my dismay…he was spoken for. LUCKY GIRL!!!! Got home at 3am!

Saturday night went to see The Tourist. Hmmmmm….what to say?! It was neither great nor horrible. Sort of torn with that one. I feel like all that Angelina does is sit there and look absolutely amazing…she says a few lines but the majority of her role is simply….to look great. Johnny Depp…he is amazing in all that he does. This is the first time I have seen him do a light and sort of normal role. I think you should wait for it to get to ‘on demand’. No need to pay $13 for a theatre viewing.

Sunday night oh Sunday night…..finally catch up with one of my dearest friends of all time. She has been my partner in crime for about 20 years. Good times Lady! I have to say that I am beyond proud of her. She has come up with her own clothing line called B.E. Shields. She just completed her first line and had a shoot to demonstrate its absolute awesomeness. I would wear all of it….but it is totally out of my price range…lol! So I said…when I am famous...I wear it for free!!! She agreed! Had some din din with her bro and his friend…laughed so hard I am sure I peed myself a few times…jokes! We proceeded to go and play some pool where my RPAT look alike joined in the fun. Had a blast…thank you team!

Ughhhhh….Mondays!!!

There is a reason why I have 'fortunate' tattooed on my ass!

Aside from the obvious; having the best family in the world, having an Argentine background...which is way beyond awesome and having the best friends anyone could ask for, I am definitely one of the most fortunate people you will ever meet. Why you ask? I will tell you why....

I have just been touched by an angel. Yes...it can actually happen. Her name is Catherine and she owns Body & Soul Day Spa (http://www.bodyandsoul-dayspa.com/). I had a facial last night....slice of heaven I tell you. The second she touches you...you melt into this sort of coma of bliss. Even though she is working on the upper part of your body...you feel a blanket of warmth and fabulousness all over.  No lie!!! This process is about an hour and a half...by the end of it, you can barely open your eyes let alone get up. You will have a smile that goes from ear to ear. I have been seeing Catherine for 17 years. She is my saviour.

My personal trainer is an angel sent to me. She has saved my life a thousand times over. In fact, every time that I see her...I get to be a better human being. She is not only my trainer, she is also my therapist, my friend, my adopted mother, the devil's advocate (shut up...we all need one!lol) and everything in between. Rhonda is my saviour.

My manicurist is my angel. Yes....can you believe it? Its crazy. She is the sweetest woman ever. I used to go to this nail salon and take whom ever was available. No longer. This woman can turn even the ugliest, nastiest, more disgraceful set of nails and turn them into gems. I have managed to keep my daggers in good form as of late....however during my return travels from Europe...I went to the dark side and chewed a few of them. I was so upset and mortified by the horridness that were my nails....I didn't dare show them to Anita until I had at least grown out the 3 nails that I had chewed. Even though I had them in order...more or less...I always feel like a rock star when she is finished with me.

The most important angel of all....my mother! She has brought all of these angels to me. MUSHI, you are the best. Thank you for being you!

If...that's not right.....when I am rich and famous....I am bringing these brilliant women...my angels....with me everywhere I go!

P.S. I can share....so if any of you want to enjoy some of my heavenly experiences....let me know!

Plenty Of Fish....

....More like over fished sea with only crustaceans and bottom feeders left! LOL JOKES!!!

That is being dramatic and pessimistic. I actually have nothing bad to say about POF. I have been on there for WAY too long, one year and 9 months. I have been on more dates than I care to reflect upon of which only 5 got to a second date, 4 got to a 3rd date and 2 got to a 4th date.  Those are some interesting statistics if I may say so myself.

You ask...what is her problem? Evil maneater!!!!

You would be surprised. I would have totally gone out on more dates with some of those Joe boos. I swear! But as it turns out, they didn't want to go out with me a second time around or third time around or 4th/5th/6th time around. There was clearly a situation with me...not them. Or...maybe it was them but as a direct effect of me. Whatever the case may be...it didn't manifest into ANYTHING and yet...I persevere.

And now, I want to mention something serendipitous. I went on a date a year and a half ago...with a dude...obviously. The date was unremarkable. Went on a motorcycle ride, which was the highlight and then went for drinks. It was the second half of the date that was...let's just say dry and uneventful. I left that date feeling unaccomplished and like a wilted flower. Never spoke to that guy again. A year and a half later....this dude comes back around...except, to my surprise...I didn't recognize him...at all. We started chatting. He did mention that we had spoken a long time ago...but he had forgotten about the date...as did I! What a pair..lol! We decided to catch up...based on some pretty awesome conversations and of course not remembering the previous experience. He seemed to have recognized me right off the bat...but couldn't place from where. I actually sat down and looked at him before it all came back to me. I think I almost shat my pants. How do you push forward knowing that the first time you went out together was totally uneventful? Well...I decided to see how the cookie crumbles. As it turns out...he was super cool and a delight. It was a pleasure to have met him again. So funny how things happen....don't you agree? Hmmmmm!!! Food for thought!

Well then....BRING IT!

I am sort of speechless. Yesterday's post got some major action. I got some positive feedback and some negative feedback, which was to be expected. How can one write about such a topic without initiating some controversial commentary from both men and women, good and bad?

Please note; I did anticipate this and as a result I have some thing to say about it. But before I do, I want to talk about a certain someone. My RPAT look alike. I happened to have found an image of RPAT that is the best example of what my look alike...looks like. So here it is people!

Oh ya...that's right!! Yummy yum yum! LOL

Now, I would like you all to know that I have zero intention of spitting this one out like an over chewed piece of gum that has no more flavour. He's kind, charming, fun and apparently smitten with me. Wonderful!

With that said, I will hopefully be defying the 'maneater' designation and the suggestion that I have blue blood. I will keep you posted!!

Maneater!

How many ways has this term been used? According to Wikipedia; 2 songs, 2 movies, 3 t.v. series, 1 novel, 1 comic and 1 newspaper. Of course, each one presented their own spin on it. I happen to like the literal definition most...
"A carnivorous animal that has developed a taste for human flesh".

Now....please don't get scared! I don't actually eat man flesh. Maybe just nibble now and then. LMAO

Someone brought this to my attention this past weekend. I have had 3 days to chew on it...lol....metaphorically speaking.

In my eyes, this term suggests a sort lack of compassion, love, respect and appreciation for the man. I totally disagree with the person who said that this is what I am. I love men! How can I be a maneater when I totally appreciate them, respect them and in a way...love them?

Now, with that said....I can sort of see how this term could apply. Even though I feel the way I feel about 'men', I seem to have a pattern of wanting them, getting them, having them and then letting them go. This could suggest; chewing them up and spitting them out....if you wanted to be harsh about it! It took me till my 30th birthday to see this pattern....that has been ongoing for about 2 years post a 5 year hiatus.

Is this wrong? I think not! I have many lady friends that carry on the same way I do. Some of them have progressed in life....and are now in a loving monogamous relationship. ROCK ON LADIES!  Some of them dabble with the same gender...and are therefore 'womaneaters'. Doesn't have the same ring...does it?! Some of them are not quite as aggressive as I am. Meh....whatever floats your boat.

For what left a sour taste in my mouth initially...has now given me a rather warm, tingly sensation of being a masterful woman. I would say....'oops I did it again'...instead let's remove the 'oops' part....I did it again!!!! LOL

P.S. Do I really look like I could be a maneater?

Whoa Nelly!!!

I trust that everyone had an alright weekend. Mine was action packed to say the least. I managed to destroy one man relationship and pick up another. LOL....it's all in a days work! Literally!

I am not going to be writing about those relationships...if that's what you want to call them. Today, I am blogging about the sort of insightful revelations that have presented themselves over the weekend. I was in the company of 2 absolutely fabulous women....that always bring me to planet earth when it comes to facing the raw facts about myself and acknowledging the realities of my actions.

Friday night I was at a bday party that ended relatively early. During this event I was trying to make plans for the hours after that event. These plans didn't happen and having a few drinks in me, got a little frustrated and made a very poor judgement call. As a result, I decided to take this night to the next level, called up one of my ladies and went balls to the wall. Good times! It was during this part of the evening that I encounter an RPAT look alike. For those of you who don't know RPAT....he is notorious for playing Edward Cullen in the Twilight Saga. Sexy mo fo!!!! And now, I have my very own look alike! So fun!!!

While nursing a sort of dibilitating hangover the next day, one of these fabulous ladies told me that I have 'issues'. LOL!! To that I say....naturally! She proceeds to psycho analyze my actions and reactions to men. She manages to totally turn my world upside down and inside out. I would say in a positive way...but...I was left feeling sort of flustered and discombobulated. The truth hurts...I know!

Saturday night, went to see the movie Dilema (Vince Vaughn, Kevin James, Channing Tatum etc) with my other fabulous lady friend. Excellent movie by the way! After the movie we had some drinks and discussed our lives. She is a fellow gemini and if anyone gets me...it's her. She knew EXACTLY where I was coming from and what I was dealing with. She had, as always, wonderful advice and words of support. I left her feeling slightly revived post hardcore personality breakdown from dear friend #1.

Loves to you both! Thank you for being you and being my friend!!! xo

La da da da da da.....the smell of your skin lingers on me now.....

That is the first part to a lyric in Fergie's; Big Girls Don't Cry! I know this song like the back of my hand...why? Because I sang it every Thursday for 6 months at a bar I worked at. Yes...that's right! Karaoke every Thursday. It was a dream. My dream!

I was watching American Idol last night. I love it and I hate it. I love it because I almost pee my pants of laughter. I hate it because I should TOTALLY be on that show. I WOULD be the next American Idol.

I can see a few of you scratching your heads....why doesn't she just try out for Canadian Idol. To that I have to say....NO...Canadian Idol sucks ass. No one ever becomes a famous rock star from that show.

So...while I am watching the show...I start to think about how I can get on it. I know the rules. You have to be an American citizen? How does that work? How does one become an American citizen. I have family in San Diego. I could go and live with them. I could be legally adopted by them. But then...am I too old? Is there an age limit for this show? I feel like there might be. How could I fudge my age. F^%$...do I already have to start lying about that? I am too young to have to start lying about my age. Can someone get me a fake Id?

There was this one dude...strange kid. Big red fro....sort of special....short bus special. He sang Bohemian Rhapsody. Brilliant!! But I can do it better! He gets to go to Hollywood. What about me?

Oh My Noodle!!!

Today is a special day...not because something wonderful happened, not because I got great news, not because someone surprised me, not because I won something....not for any good reason really. Today is a special day because I learned something. How about that?!!!

Today I learned that reverse psychology works. LOL

It works on the universe, it works on your friends and family, it works on your own thoughts and actions.

Yesterday, I was totally frustrated with some things...no need to itemize. I was angry that I had little control over why these things were happening to me. I was angry that I couldn't do anything about them...which turned out to be wrong. I could do something. I could mentally say to the universe....to myself....that I wasn't going to tolerate or put up with these particular occurances...and as a result...I am going to liberate myself from any negative feelings....that would come hand in hand with 'these' frustrations.

Since then...the universe....has thrown me a bone. LOL....THANK YOU!!!!

The essence of these frustrations has changed. I said to the world last night...

I am NOT going to succomb to the irritations, I am going to move forward and focus on what's important in life...ME, I am not going to get uptight or caught up with this pooh.....I am going to take charge and own my life!

How do you like that for a motivational speech?

And now....since I had that chat with the universe last night....things have changed. Fascinating! Talk about moving fast....thank you to my angels! What was the core of my problem...problems....has now turned into...how can I say...no longer a problem and I seem to now hold the crown if you will.

I chuckle internally at the notion...that this will probably only last the day! But hey...can't have it all. Yesterday was pooh....today is not pooh! What more can we...I ask for?!

Rocco (my car).....feeling a little sentimental!

Today I have been doing some thinking about my car. How do I love my car! Why have I been thinking about my car? For a few reasons. I am sort of seeing someone who happens to drive a Jeep. So wonderful for him. I used to have a Jeep TJ and after owning that for about 2 years...I had to give it up. It was a money pit. With that said, I traded in my horrible yet absolutely gorgeous gray Jeep TJ....for an even more fabulous (reliable, sexy, efficient and fast) VW Rabbit. I named him Rocco. Rocco and I have spent a wonderful 4 years and 5 months together. Maybe one of the longest relationships I have ever had!
So today, I was going through my photo album and found a picture from my first day with Rocco. He was so clean, so sexy, so unblemished and ready to rip it.

Here it is! Gleaming and sparkly....I stand next to the biggest and more expensive item I own to date.

And now, today...Rocco is still my man....but probably wanting another relationship. LOL I treat him with respect, I look after him and his needs. But...I am super rough with him...like I am with most of my men. Before the holidays...I was bad bad bad. I hurt him....bad! Sorry Rocco! I fixed him up pretty and new...but I am sure he'll be feeling that one for  FOREVER!
I write this one for you baby....peace love and rock n roll!!!!

Absinthe....wild but won't put me in the loony bin!

Lol.....laughing already just reflecting on my night with Absinthe...and one of my bestest friends.

In Brussels, Belgium; my one night out with this fantastic woman.....she takes me to an Absinthe bar. It was actually called Absinthe. You can just imagine. I don't think it was my intention to get annihilated....but is it ever? LOL....and yet it happens...more frequently than not! Hence the new years resolution.....sip, don't chug! Moving along, my friend proceeds to order one pint and 3 shots of Absinthe...a.k.a The Green Fairy, each. Each shot consequtively more expensive than the next which would imply....something....not sure what! Sipping away on the pint we dip the sugar cube in the absinthe and then put it on the 'grill' (for lack of a better term) to burn it. I watch as it disintegrates into the shot and then....bottoms up!!! The first one....yuk!!! Despise black licorice...and that's exactly what it tastes like. Decide that we need to take 5 after that....have a smoke. Onto the next one. Thankfully....a little bit sweater in flavour but not by much. Same deal as before....dip, drip and swig! Now we're rolling...lol! Decide that that one went down beautifully. Didn't waste too much time before knocking back the third one. This time....we're onto the second pint. We decided to change venues after that beer and went right across the street. This bar had its notoriety for serving 200 different kinds of beer.
Please note; in my world.....this wouldn't have been major....3 shots and two pints......comon now.

As I recall, we get to the next bar....order a beer...and that's the end of it! LMAO.......I mean that! I have zero recolection of the rest of the evening. SADLY!!! This is why Absinthe....in 1915 was banned from most of the world. Now....the picture below...says something very different. I only recommend Absinthe...if you have something you really need to forget!

To Snow Board or Die is the question....at least in my world!

Ok...so I know I said I wouldn't go back in time...but I lied!
I had to share with you my story about the one day of boarding I did in the Swiss Alps. As you can see from my Facebook statuses....I am determined to get back out there to conquer this sport. Mark my words...it will happen!

So, with that said.....
Day 2 of our trip to Switzerland which happened to be day one of winter sporting, I decided to be a champ...or a wannabe champ anyway. I was told that there would be a bunny hill at the top of the first gondola lift. LIES I tell you....LIES!!! LOL There were no bunny hills in sight and I was presented with the challange; to go back on the gondola (do I look like a whimp?) or to man up and go down the hill. So, naturally I chose the latter. I was determined to say the least. Man....do I wish they had signs saying something along the lines of: "You have no right to be here if you've never skied/boarded before!!" (This sign would have been in French...and I still might have missed it...but at least the mountain police would have done their due dilligence).
Thankfully, my dear friend decides to spare me some time to help me learn (enough) to get down the hill relatively safely. We had another person in tow....one that also had never boarded before...but picked it up super quick...kinda made me a little jealous. The run....which would take a half decent boader maybe 20 minutes to get down....took me just shy of 4 hours. After 2 hours....took a pit stop. Upon returning to the slope (which happens to be at a verticle incline of about 75 degrees), I almost immediately spin out of the path and off a cliff. YAY....good times! NOT!!! Needless to say I was terrified. Thankfully 6 feet of snow saved me from a sort of Paula avalanche. People were watching and staring...not helping. Had to call on the dude who was apart of my team to come and rescue me. Then...I walked the rest of the way down.
Am I distraught? No. Will I get back on a board? Absolutely? Am I going to rival Shawn White? LOL....that's my plan!

LMAO

OMB....so here I am!! I am writing my first blog and I have to say, it is a bit nerve wrecking. Not too sure why I feel this way. Maybe it's because I feel like...how dare I think that my friends and family want to know more than I already share. Or maybe it's because...this is a bigger task than I had previously imagined.

To which I say;
Who f***n cares!! Right? LOL
So...I am at work...if you are wondering what I am doing with myself during the day. I am working for my wonderful stepfather...who employs me just for shits and giggles. I think it is understood that I am not really that important to the team. Just filler if you will. BUT...I will not complain because I get paid to blog to you...my fabulous friends and family. Good times!

And now...for everyone's peace in mind....I promise not to use names when speaking of events or situations that I participate in. No one needs to know those deats. So...don't be afraid!!!

Because I have brought my thoughts and feelings to a larger platform...this means greater detail and more stories to be shared. YAY!!!! I don't think I can go back in time...rehash fun times. Sadly! Although...last nights visit from a dear dear friend....that one is worth repeating. Let me think about it! Be back soon!