Friday, August 31, 2007

My date with the New England Patriots

As mentioned in yesterday's post, The Boss gave me three tickets to a Patriot's pre-season game for last night. This is actually one of the perks of working at The Firm, because my boss is a major sports guy and has season tickets to just about any of the local pro-teams. I have now seen the Pats play twice, the Red Sox twice, the Celtics and the Bruins each once, all on his dime. And these aren't just ANY seats...usually I am sitting in the best possible seats in the house. Last night's seats, for example, were on the 50 yard line, 8th row. Yep, that good! Here's our view:

See what I'm saying?

So, you would think that when you are gifted with a set of $100+ seats (each) to a game, it would be cake to find people interested to go, right? You would think wrong. See, I only learned of these tickets on Tuesday afternoon, that left me very little time to find people with last minute availability. DD is off on vacation this week at Yellowstone or some such, so she wasn't around to go. Shopaholic started a new job and had training this week, so she couldn't go. My brother, who is continually bitching about the fact that I have yet to take him to a game on my boss's tickets, didn't want to go because...well, I don't know why actually, but now he's no longer allowed to bitch about tickets. Then I called BFF, because as long as I've known her, she's been a HUGE Pats fan. Well, she was as excited as I thought she would be, but as timing would have it, her mother in law had just been admitted to the hospital, and they weren't sure yet what was going on with her, so she had to pass on the tickets. (Mom in law is fine by the way). So, now I'm scrambling to figure out who else I can take to this game with me.

I decided to invite Kitty, who is my mom's best friend's daughter, in her early 20's, but someone who I've befriended lately, as she was going through a life change and I sort of took her under my wing a bit, sharing my own personal experiences, and being sort of a mentor of sorts. She was uber excited and so I had ticket taker number 1. As for number two, my friend Henna, who I hadn't seen in a few months had incredibly good timing. She sent me an email on Wednesday morning, saying we should get together for dinner or a movie or something sometime soon, since we hadn't hung out in a while. I emailed her back "How about a Pat's game tomorrow night". And then we were three.

So off we went with visions of tailgating and 8th row seats in our heads. After a bit of traffic (oh, I'm so downplaying the 2 hours we sat in stop and no go traffic), we finally arrived. We were ready to tailgate. Out come the Coronas and...oh crap, we forgot a bottle opener! After some schmoozing, we managed to get our drinks opened and enjoyed some drinking and chatting and the gorgeous weather.

And then it was time to head in to the game. Our seats? AMAZING. The crowd was having a good time, it was the last pre-season game, no major players on the field, just a fun time for all.

We did watch some of the game (I swear we did) but as we were sitting behind the visiting team (NY Giants, if you care), we spent most of the evening appreciating some of the nicer assets of their team...

We left a bit early to beat the traffic out, and I was in bed right around 1AM...getting up for work at 7:30 this morning was not a pleasant experience, and as a non-beer drinker, those 3 beers have left me with an unfortunate headache...OUCH. But hey, it was fun, and totally worth it. OH yeah, and the Pats won, just in case you were wondering!

How was your Thursday evening??

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Thirteen things you should check out on my blog today

I'm doing a bit of shameless self promotion here today. Mostly because I'm on a MAJOR deadline at work, and am leaving at 2PM today to go to a pre-season New England Patriot's Game, to which my boss just gave me tickets (WOO HOO). But also because I've been posting a lot of more "personal" stuff lately, and am hoping you all are interested in getting to know me a little better, so maybe you'll want to read some of these.

So, without further ado, here are 13 of my favorite posts(with a short synopsis of each, so you can decide if they are worth your time):

1. Interview with a Blogger - This one was just posted this past Tuesday, but it was an interview done by my friend Frigga as part of a meme that's going is long, but I had a lot of fun with it.

2. She Works Hard for the Money - where I introduce the blogworld to all the FABULOUS (said with a high note of sarcasm) people I work with.

3. Oh Corey, Thank God You're Hot Again - the one where I reveal my celebrity crush on Corey Haim and others. Really, I had more fun writing this entry than almost any other.

4. Some of my best friends are... - the one where I introduce you to some of my "internet friends" and share some of our history.

5. Fun Monday - What about your friends - the one where I introduce you to some of my very best friends.

6. TT - Music Video Edition - This one is in here for a break from all the reading...13 music videos I find to be SMOKIN' HOT.

7. Big Sister, Little Sister - 6 years later - The one where I talk about my "Little Sis" through Big Brother Big Sister and the impact she's had on my life.

8. Things We Forget - The one where I delve into my poetry a bit.

9. 20 in 30 - Celebrity Eye Candy - part of my 30 posts in 30 days challenge...obviously I was taking it easy that day...but if you've been following this TT, then you deserve a little break too.

10. Sacrilege - The one where you meet my ranting lunatic side...just for fun.

11. Worst Headline EVER - The one where I almost had a heart attack. Again, just for fun.

12. Prom Dressing 2006 - I'm digging way back in time for this one, but well, you know...nobody was reading my blog then. haha

And finally:

13. What About Your Friends - Same title, different post. This is the one where I talk about the different types of friends a woman has in her life.

There is way too much in here, so I hope you'll peruse some, and come back and read the rest later. Thanks for stopping by, and I hope to see you here again!

Now I have to get back to work.

The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!

Seriously?? - It's a Dog's Life, Indeed

On the Yahoo Home Page today: Leona Helmsley's Dog gets $12 Million in her Will.


And it appears that two of her grandchildren get NOTHING. How great do they feel knowing they were outsmarted by a Maltese named Trouble?

The rest of her grandchildren, will get $5 million each. Not that this is a drop in the bucket, but...Trouble still out-inhereted them too.

Even her chauffer got a bit of the pie...but really, all he got was a $100,000 slice.

Trouble still wins!

Leona Helmsley was famous for saying "Only little people pay taxes"...I wonder if dogs do?

For Wordless Wednesday please scroll down. I also just answered some interview questions posed by my friend Frigga in this post. And don't forget to comment and let me know if you'd like me to interview you!!!

Wordless Wednesday - Pretty as a Peacock

More Wordless Wednesdays.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Interview with a blogger

There’s this great new meme going around and I just HAD to take part in it. Basically, a blogger interviews you, and you post the answers on your own blog. Then you invite your readers to volunteer to be interviewed, and you interview THEM, and they post it on their blog, and then they invite their readers to….well, you get the point. Can you just see how fun this can get? Because, then, when you post your answers, and ask your readers if they want to be interviewed, I can go and ask to be interviewed again, and this can just be blog fodder for ever and ever…and you’ll get to find out those things about me you’ve always wanted to know…or something…okay, anyway…

My buddy Frigga recently participated with this post. Of course, I happily volunteered to be interviewed. Here are her questions, and my OH SO witty answers. Ahem, right…let’s get on with it.

It took me quite a while to answer these, and if you've been reading my blog for any amount of time, you know that A)I break rules, and B)I'm very long, it's a long one:

1. Let's get the obvious out of the way - why do you blog?

WELL…the timing on this couldn’t be more perfect, because I just answered this yesterday in my Fun Monday entry. However, the short answer is this: I blog because I’m a writer by nature, and need an outlet for my creativity, even if it's just in the form of my random thoughts. I blog because I always have a million things zooming around in my head that I want to explore and elaborate on. I blog because it’s fun to see how people react to my zany thoughts, and get other opinions on things I wonder about. I blog because there is this insanely cool world in the blogosphere that I’ve now discovered and just CANNOT get away from. I blog because it is just the coolest thing EVER and I love it. I blog because I've always been a bit of an attention whore, and love the attention my blog can get me. Well, so much for a short answer, right? But there it is...I blog because it seriously is one of the greatest ways I've encountered of getting to be ME.

I Blog, Therefore I Am

2. Okay Ms. Single - what are you looking for in a man?

Frigga, this is why we get along so well. Because we are obviously on the same wavelength. Again, I just answered this in my Thursday Thirteen post last week. However, the TT was written in fun and humor, and I think some folks actually thought I was serious about wanting each and every one of those things exactly as I requested them. One person even told me my standards were too I’ll be more serious in my answer here. (However, for the record, my standards are pretty damn high...I've been single this long, why should I settle for less than the best?)...okay, okay...

What am I looking for in a man? It would be easier to answer with what I am NOT looking for in a man, because that I know for sure. What I want, I’m not so sure about.

I am looking for someone who is going to come into my life to make it just that little bit...more. I have a good life. Actually, I might even go on and say that I have a great life. I have a good job, make decent money, own my own place, have a wonderful group of friends, a fantastic family, and am not lacking in things to do to keep me occupied. I am truly blessed with my life, and don’t take any of it for granted. I have worked my ass off to get where I am today and have what I have, and don’t ever sell myself short in realizing what I’ve gotten for myself. I am a truly independent soul, and have gotten used to living life on my own. I have learned to be alone without feeling lonely, and I have also learned the art of surrounding myself with great people when I can’t stand to be alone any longer. So, what the hell does any of that have to do with what I’m looking for in a man? It’s easy. I’m looking for someone who is just going to kind of easily FIT into my lifestyle.

Yes, I’m well aware that I’ll have to adapt, compromise, make some changes, all that comes with the territory of relationships. But I am hoping to find someone who won’t require a complete life change from me, because I’m not prepared to do that.

I have taken the time to work on myself, and make myself the best me that I can. I am looking for a man who has taken the time and the effort to do the same with himself. Someone who knows who he is, knows where he is in life, and has a general idea of where he wants to go next. Someone who can and wants to be with me, but at the same time, can and wants to have his own life apart from mine, in the beginning at least. As things progress, that can change. I grew up in a household where my parents do everything together, and I’m not opposed to that…just not yet.

I am looking for a man who doesn’t have a problem with my self-reliance. I’ll still let him open jars for me, but I can open them myself too, and the truth is if he tries to open them for me all the damn time, it's going to piss me off. Okay, maybe not the jars, but you get the point.

I am looking for a man who can make me laugh. This is key. I think life can really suck a lot of the time, so if we can’t laugh about most of it, we won’t make it. A man who can be goofy, and stupid, and ridiculous, but knows when to turn that off and be serious. No grouches though, please, I can’t handle it. Life is too short to be in a bad mood all the time.

I need my man to be intelligent. As I said in my TT, he doesn’t have to be a genius, but if we can’t have serious, intellectual conversations about stuff, then I’ll get bored real soon. I love to argue and debate, and analyze things…I love to do it with others. My man has to be able to do that with me.

I want a man that can make me feel like a woman. This should need no explanation...any woman out there knows exactly what I mean. It's just that feeling you get that no matter how independent and self-sufficient you are, once in a while, you want to just be a lady and your man to be a MAN.

(it wouldn't hurt if he had THAT back? hmmm...)

There are other things as well, he has to love family, because mine is the most important thing in my life. He has to want kids, because I absolutely want them, and have plans of adopting at least one child in my lifetime, whether or not I have some biologically. He has to be employed, and a hard worker, but not be all about work. It would help if he can dance, but as long as he’s willing to get out on the dance floor with me, I don’t even care if he’s any good. Just dance with me.

And two things I will not budge on EVER are the smoking and the drinking. I will unequivocally NOT date a smoker, EVER…I hate the stuff, want nothing to do with it, and will not have it in my house, will not kiss a smoker, YUCK…no thanks.

And alcohol for me can also be a deal breaker. I enjoy a good drink as much as the next person, but I drink socially, and in small quantities. My days of bragging about how many drinks I ingested are far behind me, and I have no plans of going back there. If “going out drinking” is still part of how a man spends his free time, then he’s not the one for me. If he’s “having a few drinks” while he’s out doing other activities, I don’t have a problem with that. I’m not against alcohol, I just don’t want to date an alcoholic (I’ve done it before, it’s not pretty). And please, whatever you do, don’t be one of those assholes who thinks driving with alcohol in your system is okay as long as you don’t get caught. We really won't get along then.

As far as looks go, I’m not really picky. I could tell you the kind of guys I’m attracted to, but the list is long. The truth is that my tastes have broadened from my younger days, and there are several “types” of men that I find attractive. And I honestly believe that personality has a lot to do with it. I’m not saying looks don’t matter, they do; I’m just saying that just like with everything else in my life, I have eclectic tastes.

How about that for a long answer! Hey, you asked.
3. How many shoes do you really have? And what's your favorite pair? And do you really wear all of them? (I know it seems like three, but it's really only one... Never mind that man behind the curtain)

This is definitely three questions, but since they’re about shoes, I won’t complain. Be forewarned, you gave me 3 questions on my favorite are in for it now.

Okay, at last count (which was at the beginning of the summer) I had 69 pairs of shoes. Shut up, it is not too many!

However, I have since bought at least 6 more pairs, (okay, I’m lying, I’ve probably bought closer to 10 pairs), BUT I have thrown out about 5 pairs as well. (okay, I’m lying again, I still have them, but they are in a bag in my room which is going to goodwill one of these days, seriously!).

I really do wear I’d say about 95% of them. Seriously. Here’s the deal, I have winter shoes, summer shoes and inbetween shoes. My winter shoes consist mostly of boots. My boots are for all occasions. I have stiletto boots I wear to work. I have other boots I wear which are slightly more comfortable for days when there is snow on the ground, but still dressy. I have boots I wear for really crappy weather days. I have casual boots for the weekends, I have sneakers. I have these in all sorts of colors to go with the myriad of outfits I wear. I have shoes. Dress shoes, casual shoes, work shoes, going out shoes, I have these in all colors. I have sandals. Dressy sandals, casual sandals. Flip-flops I have many. Again, in all colors. On average, I wear about 5 or 6 different pairs of shoes in any given week. Some days I will wear two different sets of shoes, depending on what I am doing in the morning, and then again at night. Because my wardrobe is about as extensive as my shoe collection, I can go weeks without wearing the same pair of shoes twice. I do, however, have my staples, which are worn more than any other shoes. These are usually black. My favorite and/or more comfortable black heels, black sandals, black boots, etc.

I do not feel guilty in the slightest because of my extensive shoe collection. I have paid cash for every pair of shoes I own. I have worked hard for that cash, and I choose to spend it on things that make me happy. Shoes make me happy.

I have never spent above $60 on a pair of shoes. And in fact, the ONE pair of shoes that I can think of that I spent $60 on, are the most uncomfortable pair of shoes I own, and I actually am extremely upset about having spent that money on them. Damn shoes…Nine West might just get an angry letter from me about them.

Most of my shoes I buy on clearance. I own several pairs of designer shoes that I have paid a mere $7 for. With deals like that, what sane person can resist? Shut up, I am too sane!!!

I have shoes I have owned for 6 years or longer. So, although my collection is extensive, I’ve been building it for years. Every year I recycle some, and buy new ones to replace them. This is my shoe philosophy: no matter how fat or ugly you are feeling on any given day, the right pair of shoes can always make you feel 100 times better. Try it, you’ll see.

Now, as far as which pair is my favorite. Seriously? That’s like asking a mother which child is their favorite. I can’t possibly answer that question. So, instead, I’ll show you pictures of some of my current favorites that are in heavy rotation in my closet at this time. Enjoy:

4. What movie character most closely represents you in real life? (I'm sorry that's worded kind of funny,but I don't know how to say it more clearly without typing a paragraph... which I've just done. Please ignore everything after that last question mark.) :P

Boy, that’s a toughie…you've got some thought provoking questions here. Can I cheat and use TV Characters too? Well, I'm going to anyway. The first one that popped into my mind was Carrie Bradshaw, from Sex and the City, but that's because I just answered the shoe questions above. haha...

In all seriousness though...this really is a tough one because there are not any movies out there that I can think of with a female who is single and comfortable with it. Most movies about a single woman focus on her desperate need to find a man. This makes it hard for me to identify with most of them, because although I love men, I'm not desperate to have one in my life.

That said, I remember really identifying with Diane Lane's character "Frances" in "Under the Tuscan Sun". I mean, I didn't get to move to a fantastic Villa in Tuscany, but a lot of the same feelings and personality traits of hers mirrored mine. She is one of the few female characters I can think of who was comfortable in her own skin. She kind of had to learn to get there, and it didn't come without all kinds of drama, but when she finally got there, she was a strong woman, who was making choices for herself, without much concern for what the rest of the world thought about her. She didn't fit any particular "mold" that society wants so badly to put us into. That's me. I live my life by my rules, and most of the time my rules are about as far from society's expectations as you can get.

Another one is Julia Robert's character in Mona Lisa Smile. Here was another woman who was just doing her own thing, and not letting societal pressures dictate how she should live her life. I also felt like her role of teaching these young girls that they COULD be independent, and do their own thing, is on a much lesser scale, how I am with my friends. I'm always the one trying to get them to realize that they are valuable members of society all on their own. Apart from the men in their lives.

This is going to make me sound all feminist and crap, so let me throw in a few characters with a more lighthearted representation of me. When I asked a friend how I should answer this question, she told me to say either Romy or Michelle from Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion, because they were fun and stylish and didn't give a crap what anyone thought of them. I love this, I'll go with that. And she added that I'm a little bit Elle Woods from Legally Blonde that I'm more fun than serious, more likely to hang out at some comedy show than a library, but with a sense of style, and even though on the surface I appear fun and carefree (although never ditzy such as Elle), I'm really intelligent and a hard worker, and the results of my work show it.

So, how's that for a long winded answer?

5. And now we've reached gossip time. Please tell us about the worst date you've ever been on.

OOH well...this one also required some serious thought. I have a couple of these as well...the first one I can think of took place when I was still in high school. My friend and I had met some boys from a neighboring city, which was (and still is) known for its crime rate and basic ghettoishness. We thought we were so cool not telling our parents where we were going and hanging out with said boys at their house. Until we went to leave and my car had been broken into, and money had been stolen out of our wallets. Leaving our purses in the car is only one of the many stupid decisions we made that night. I later found out that it had been my own date's brother who had stolen the money, so he could go buy drugs. Yep, that was our last date.

A few years later, during my college years, I attempted to go on a date with a guy I knew from the club circuit. Him and I had known each other for a while, and every time we'd run into each other at the club, we'd hang out all night, but we'd never been on an actual "date". We finally decided to take the plunge, and I bought tickets to catch "The Blue Man Group". (He was to reimburse me for the tickets...think you see where this is heading already? Oh no, it's worse). The plan was that we would meet in a local McD's parking lot, and he would then drive us into the city, where we would have dinner and then watch the show. All was well until he was already 45 minutes late for our meeting time, then arrives and decides he MUST go into McD's to buy a soda, comes back out and realizes he has locked his keys in his car...with the engine running. Cut to two hours later, when a tow truck finally shows up to unlock the car, and we've basically hung out at McD's all night, and I don't even think he bought me dinner...even at McD's. We pretty much called it a night after that, and I never did get my money for those tickets. And no, we never went out again.

Then there was the date I was set up on by a friend. Yes, you can groan now...This was yet another one of those situations where a friend assumes that because you are single, and someone she knows is single, then you two will automatically be a perfect match. For some reason I have yet to figure out, I agreed to exchanging phone numbers with this guy, and for even more inexplicable reasons, after a short telephone conversation, I agreed to have dinner with this guy. Now, I had told my friend prior to the number exchange that I was not looking for an "instant relationship", so for her to please make sure that he was aware of this. She told me this had been claryfied, and he was of the same mindset as I. Great! During our brief telephone conversation, we'd discussed our personal lives, and I'd informed him that I was newly single, and enjoying a bit of that freedom and wasn't looking to get serious with someone right away. Once again, he agreed. Okay, good...right? Yeah.

So, I arrive at the restaurant where we are having dinner and meet him out front. He has put our name in, and we are waiting for a table. He informs me that he has downloaded Alicia Key's "Fallin' to be my ringtone, because he knows I like that song. SERIOUSLY?? Because we have now known each other face to face for a total of 5 minutes. Hmm...okay. Still waiting for our table we begin talking about our individual plans for the upcoming weekend (we are having dinner on a Wednesday night). As I rattle off my extensive plans for the weekend (night out with the girls on Friday, day with my "little sister" on Saturday, blah blah), he stops me and says "Well, what about me? When are you going to make time for me?" Did you hear that? That was my brain doing the tires screeching, putting on the breaks, WHOA NELLY sound... Then our table was called. I spent the remainder of the dinner trying to get my hand back from him so I could use my utensils to eat, and trying to explain to him that marriage was just not part of my plans for that summer. No, I never did go out with him again. My friend did tell me later that he was "heartbroken", and apologized profusely for setting me up with a stalker type, because although I stopped taking his incessant calls, she had to work with him and deal with him asking her repeatedly what was going on in my life. She was actually relieved when she was laid off about a month later.

The most recent bad date I went out on was at least 3 1/2 years ago. This was also my last attempt at online dating, and probably the reason I've been hesitant to try it or any other kind of dating pretty much since then. Here was a guy I'd been chatting with online, and then on the phone with for a while. We were getting along well enough, so decided to have dinner. Now, before I get to dinner, I need to back up and tell you that most of our telephone conversations would either start with him telling me "I just got in from the gym" or end with "I have to get going, I'm heading to the gym". This is very important for you to know.

Also, he had mentioned at one point his recent conversion to Judaism. I didn't particularly have an issue with this, although, in hindsight, I probably should have put more weight on it, because someone who converts to any particular religion in adulthood, is obviously going to have some strong beliefs in that area, and I'm more of a "spiritual" as opposed to "organized religion" type of person.

Anyway, all this background is important because it sets up the punchline. Which is that upon meeting this man, and watching him have to slide sideways into the booth because his ass was too large to fit otherwise, and listening to him try to convert me to Judaism all night, I realized two things. 1. he'd never honestly seen the inside of any gym in America and 2. online dating was just not for me.

And there you have it, me in a nutshell...albeit more of a coconut sized shell...
Now for the rules:
Interview rules:
1. Leave me a comment saying “Interview me.”
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with a post containing your answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
all photos found on google (except for the shoes, of course)

Tales from the Firm - M.I.A.'s unexpected visit

Minding my own business, in my office, doing my work on a Tuesday morning, and in strolls M.I.A. She only "works" on Fridays, so what she is doing here is beyond me. However, she has now plopped her ass in The Nazi's office, and they are off....the whispering and chatting has now been going on for at least 15 minutes.

Once again, yours truly is about 5 seconds away from slamming the door shut and blaring the radio...

OH, how I hate them...

Monday, August 27, 2007

Fun Monday - Why do you blog

Fun Monday this week is being hosted over at Lisa's Chaos.

Her request is as follows:

"I’d like to know more about you, what makes you tick. I’d like to know how you started blogging. Did you keep a diary under lock and key safely hidden as a child? Do you still? Do you share the same things on your blog that you would have, or do, in your diary? Why did you start blogging and why do you continue? May as well throw in any roadblocks you have run into while blogging. If you still have your old diaries we’d love to see them."

Funny that this would come up as a Fun Monday topic when I am in the midst of plowing through an old box of "writings" I have, and in the process keep finding old journals or notebooks I kept when I was in high school and college. Unfortunately, I'm at work, and won't be able to take pictures of them.

Let me answer these questions one by one though:

1. How I started blogging: I started a blog on blogger sometime in 2005. I don't remember why I started it, but I'm pretty sure it is because I'd come across other blogs, and thought "hey, I can do that too". After about 10 posts or so, I abandoned that blog, and started a Yahoo 360 page, and had a blog I kept on there. Since I had several friends on 360 with me, it was a good way to keep everyone updated on what was going on in my life. But as I became more involved in the blogworld, I realized I needed to move back to blogger. In the beginning this blog didn't have much readership, and I was pretty much "talking to myself". But it was a good outlet, so I would keep coming back and doing it. Then I joined this "30 in 30" challenge, where I challenged myself to write 30 posts in 30 days. I succeeded not only in the challenge, but in creating an addiction. And here I am.

2. Did I keep a diary as a child?Do I still? Yes, I always had a diary growing up, with lock and key. I still have most of those tucked away in a box somewhere. As I got older, diaries became journals, but I still kept one for a very long time. I'm finding that through college and the years following, I didn't so much keep a "journal", but I would write out my thoughts and feelings on random notebook pages, and then keep them. That's what I've been finding a lot of lately. I also find that my poetry from those days is extremely personal and revealing of what I was going through. It's not all good writing, but it's all a part of my past.

3. Do I share the same things in my blog that I would have or do in a diary? To a certain extent, yes. But not completely. My blog is definitely an extension of me, and you're all getting the scoop on what is going on in my life. But the deeper stuff, the hardcore feelings and grit of every day life...that's mine alone.

4. Why did I start blogging, and why do I continue? I started blogging because I wanted to get back into writing. I've always been a writer, and the stresses of everyday life as an adult have made it hard to find the time and the outlet to keep creating. Blogging has given me that opportunity. Whether I'm writing about my crazy coworkers, or actually penning a poem, I'm expressing myself, and this is why I blog. Now there's also the added bonus of the great friends I'm making in the blogosphere!

5. Roadblocks? Blogging has been a wonderful experience so far, and I'm looking forward to all the places it is going to be taking me in the future. As far as roadblocks? In the beginning I was having a hard time finding things to write about. I think I was too focused on trying to say "something", and would wind up saying nothing. Now though, I just write what I'm thinking about. Sometimes I'm witty, sometimes, I'm just rambly, but hey, it's my blog, I write what I want. The only roadblock I face now is my lack of free time. sigh...

This was fun, I can't wait to go read everyone else's entries.

Be sure to visit Lisa's Chaos for other entries, and don't forget to check in with Nikki who is hosting next week!

Friday, August 24, 2007

We interrupt our regularly scheduled programming...

Today is my mother's birthday. I've taken the day off work to spend it with her, and treat her to a mother/daughter day. Tonight we do cake with the family. Tomorrow I'm going on a fishing trip (me, fishing? huh??) at the crack of dawn (yikes) because mom's friends (the husband's birthday is tomorrow) decided this was a good way for our families to celebrate both their birthdays...I'm not really sure about that...but at least I should have some stories to tell.

Hopefully I'll have some time tomorrow after the fishing trip to tell some stories, and do some bloghopping.

In the meantime, have a great weekend everyone, I'm off to hang with mom!

Happy Birthday Mommy!!!

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Thirteen Must Haves in a Man

Well, since I have decided to get back on that train headed for the dating station, I figured I’d dedicate this Thursday Thirteen to figuring out what it is that I, Candid Karina, after many, many years of being single, am looking for in a man. This is by no means an all inclusive list, and some of these are more serious than others, after all, it’s Thursday Thirteen, it’s all in good fun! The idea for this TT, by the way, is in part inspired by Miss Frou Frou, who has also decided to enter the world of dating once again, and recently posted her own list of “must-haves”. I loved her list, so decided to do my own.

1. A non-smoker. This one, I’m afraid, is a deal breaker for me. I grew up in a house of smokers, both of my parents still smoke (and are actually, thankfully, in the process of quitting…send them good vibes please), and I abhor the smell of cigarette smoke. I actually have a difficult time breathing in a room full of smokers, and am nauseated by the smell left on my clothing and hair when I leave my parents’ house. (Which does not keep me from visiting them, I love them dearly). Add to this that I’m not interested in heavy drinkers. I enjoy a good drink as much as the next person, but if his weekends are all about how drunk he can get, I left those guys back at the frat houses in college.

2. Someone with a sense of humor. This is huge. Everyone says they want a partner with a sense of humor, and I’m sure everyone does. But, I really think in general life can be too damn serious, so I’d like to meet someone who can laugh about most things, and have an outlook on life that leans toward the ridiculous. Be quirky, be silly, be able to enjoy yourself even when things aren’t exactly going to plan. Make me laugh, and we’re on the right path.

3. That said, the ability to be serious and mature when the time calls for it is essential. I really do want to go through life as lighthearted as possible, but there is a time and place for everything, and cracking jokes in the middle of the priest’s sermon at church, for example, might not be the most appropriate time. Save the joke for later though, I might find it funny then.

4. Leave the drama for your mama! I’m way past mind games and b.s., therefore, I have no interest in getting involved with someone who has unresolved issues with his past. Be they in the form of emotional baggage that hasn’t been checked, baby mamas who think they still lay a claim to his every moment, or someone who feels the need to play “hide and seek” with his feelings, I’m not interested. If you aren’t sure where you stand in your life at the moment, figure it out first, I took the time to do it, therefore, I’m not interested in standing around waiting for you to figure it out (hear that LawBoy?).

5. Going along with the previous one, let’s be real. What I mean is, basically, if we vibe, let’s enjoy each other’s company and see where it goes, and forget about society’s expectations of how long he’s supposed to wait before he calls me, and how many days I’m supposed to leave between his call and an acceptable day for our date. After all, I’ve never been one to do what society thought I should anyway, so why should I start now? If I like him and want to spend time with him, I’m going to tell him. Hopefully, he’ll do the same, it’ll save us both some headaches. Honesty is a big thing, both at the beginning and during any relationship.

6. He has to be intelligent. I’m not looking for a rogue scholar here, but we have to be able to carry on a conversation without my eyes glazing over. In fact, I like a man who challenges my opinions and debates the finer points of my beliefs with me. I don’t mean he should disagree with me on everything (No, thanks, really), but I’m open to a little fueled discussion over dinner now and again. I want to know that he is invested in the world around him, and cares what happens day to day. The flip side of this is that he must possess the ability to disconnect. A smart person knows how to both be a part of the world, and be apart from the world. (I should copyright that quote, I like it).

7. Please let him be employed. Look, I don’t care if he’s a doctor, or a construction worker. I’m not hung up on the whole “successful career” thing. What I care about is if he’s a hard worker. I pride myself on being such, and on supporting myself, and being able to make a life for myself. I have ZERO interest in supporting someone else, and even less tolerance for someone who believes things should just be handed to him without any effort. That’s just not the way it works, and I need someone who realizes that. Of course, if he’s independently wealthy, I’m not adverse to that, as long as he’s got some purpose in life, and is doing more than just partying with the likes of Paris Hilton. That said, please don’t be a workaholic. I’m a firm believer in the “live to work, don’t work to live” philosophy of life, so as much as I’m a hard worker when I’m AT work, once I walk out that door, it’s ME time. Off time is just as important (if not more so) as ON time, I need someone who can make that separation.

8. Loyalty is a must. Seriously, I’ve done the playing the field thing, it was fun, but if I’m going to get involved with someone now, I’m hoping to find that guy who’s in it for the long haul. If he’s still into playing the field, being sneaky, or having three girlfriends, well, I’m not planning on being one of the three.

9. The ability to be loving and romantic. This is a biggie. I have quite a few friends who are in relationships which to me are lacking a certain amount of warmth. As strong minded as I can be, I’m also a sensitive person, and I need both physical and emotional tenderness once in a while. A man needs to be able to both tell me and show me he loves me. A squeeze of my hand, a kiss on the way out the door, cuddling on the couch, those are actually the things I miss most about being with someone. And guys “You know how I feel” is NEVER an acceptable response. Yes, we know, but we still like to hear it once in a while. Blame this one on my parents, who after 33 years of marriage are still so darn loving and cute together. And why in the world some of my friends accept men in their lives who constantly criticize them is beyond me. I’ve got myself as my own worst critic; I don’t need any help in that department, thanks.

10. Sounds simple enough, but he must be open minded, not racist,
sexist, prejudiced in the least. This should go without saying, but the truth is, I come from a varied background, I have friends AND family of all races and life styles. I’ve always prided myself in that I seem to be surrounded with the most eclectic group of individuals there can possibly be. A man who cracks racist or homophobic jokes is not going to be on my list of winners. And God help you if you think a woman has “her” place in society. I’ll show you a place or two you can take that opinion.

11. He must be a family guy. And I know not everyone is as blessed to have the type of relationship with their family as I have with mine, so I understand if he’s not as close with his own family. He just must know that once I introduce him to my family, he’ll become a part of it, and he’ll have to be okay with that. I spend a lot of time with my family, and that is something that will not change. That said, I also LOVE my time away from my family, and have my own life separate from them. So, momma’s boys need not apply. Love your mom, but don’t let her dictate your life.

12. He must be a man. Okay, let me clarify that a bit, I don’t like girlie men, I don’t particularly like pretty boys, in fact, I don’t really like boys all that much anymore. I want a man who can make me feel like a woman. I don’t scream at the site of bugs, so if you do, we’ve got a problem. I can open my own jars, but if you can do it for me, I won’t complain. I’ve made myself pretty self-sufficient and independent, but I still would love to have a man around who isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty and do some of the “manly” things with me. Notice I said “with”, I’m not afraid to get my hands dirty either. He must also be enough of a man that he’s not afraid of breaking the stereotype and doing the traditional “female” tasks in the house (whatever those may be nowadays). If he cooks, that’s a major bonus. Nothing is sexier than preparing a meal with the one you love. OH, and let me add to this the love of food. PLEASE love food, experimenting with cuisine, trying new restaurants out as much as I do. If he’s afraid of spices and flavor, we’re going to have a major problem and will need two separate kitchens in our house.

13. Looks do matter. I’m not going to sit here and lie and say that appearance doesn’t matter to me. We all know that’s not true. However, the truth is that it’s not so much about how “hot” a man is, as how attractive to ME he is. A man’s personality can certainly enhance or deter from his appearance. If I fall for someone, he immediately becomes the hottest man in the world to me. It matters to me not so much whether he’s a head turner, but whether he takes care of his appearance, and has a personal sense of worth that shows in how he presents himself to the world. Whether he chooses to express it in a three-piece suit, or through his tattoos, is really part of what makes it so much fun. I’m okay with both.

The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!

(The banner for the TT was created by me, from a picture I pilfered from Men's Health Magazine).

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

I Remember When...

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God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December. - J.M. Barrie

I had dinner with two of my college friends last Saturday night. With very few exceptions, these two ladies are basically the only connections I have left to my college days. I've pretty much lost touch with just about anyone else from those days, but the three of us have maintained a strong connection in the ten years since graduation. Whoa...hold on, I have to take that in...TEN years. Whew...that was a bit of a shocker.

Okay, moving on... B.F.F. and I met on the very first day of freshman year, and hit it off instantly. I knew we'd be "best friends forever" (b.f.f.s), and I'm happy to report I was correct. B.F.F. is seriously the kind of friend everyone wants to have in their life. She has always been there in times of need, and never wavered even during HER own times of need. She is the one who calls the day before a job interview to wish you luck, and the day after a surgery to ask how you are feeling. I'm blessed to have B.F.F. in my life, and only hope that I've been as good a friend to her as she has been to me. Because we have always lived closer to each other than most of my other college friends, we've never lost touch, and have always been a part of each other's lives. I was even one of B.F.F.'s bridesmaids at her wedding.

I honestly don't remember how we became friendly with La Griega, but think that maybe it was B.F.F. who met her first. As much as I don't recall how we became friendly, I do know that through the years, it really is to her credit that we all still get together regularly. Hers is the first Christmas card I receive every year, and not a single birthday has gone by unremembered by her.

The three of us make an effort to get together at least once a year for a "catch-up" dinner. You would think with all of us living within an hour of each other, we'd manage more than that, but unfortunately, we usually don't. Therefore, our yearly dinners tend to be marathon sessions, where we sit and chat away the hours while the waitstaff give us dirty looks for occupying their table way too long.

Saturday night was one of those evenings, and although our waitress was a gem, I'm sure even she couldn't wait to see our backsides walking out the door. Still, we had a wonderful time catching up, and it was nice to get B.F.F. out of the house for some fun girl time, as she just recently lost her mom, and therefore, needed a carefree night out.

This was actually our second time getting together this year, so in addition to our "catch up" conversations, we actually had time to take a trip down memory lane, and relive some of our college moments. Tales of ex-boyfriends became the focus for awhile, and man alive, if that wasn't a fun conversation. There were stories I'd forgotten, and those I'd rather not remember, and guys whose names I can't recall (I know, I know, that's horrible). But all that talk made me realize that when I was younger, I was quite the player in the game of romance.

And it seems that I'm destined to travel through my memories this month, because along with dinner on Saturday night, I'm also plowing my way through a box of old writings. In this box I've found everything from short stories, to poetry, to that novel I never quite finished. But perhaps the greatest find have been bits and pieces of journals, which detail everything from high school crushes, to the day I met my first true love.

All of these pieces of my history have reminded me of something a co-worker I once had used to tell me "You could write soap opera scripts with the tales of your love life". Perhaps he was exagerating a bit, but some of these stories scream to be told. And so, since my current love life is pretty much non-existent, with perhaps the exception of LawBoy, perhaps I'll regale you with tales from my past loves and losses. What do you think?

As for my friends, dinner on Saturday night was a blast, and ten years later, the three of us have become completely different women, but with our friendship a solid common bond. B.F.F. is married, and has a little boy. La Griega has had about the same luck as I in the romance department, with the added stress of her very traditional Greek family wanting her to marry a Greek guy. But we have all enjoyed each others successes in life, and love to relive each others crazy past escapades. I can't wait to see where the future will take us.

So live that your memories will be part of your happiness. - Author Unknown

Wordless Wednesday - Row, Row, Row Your Boat...

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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

And today, we're talking about:

There is a bit going on at Candid Karina today...take a gander:

I've received some awards, there is a LawBoy update, and a Fun Monday entry from yesterday.

Also, in case you were wondering, my fascination with the celebrity world continues.

Finally, I've joined "Sunday Scribblings" on my other blog, if you're interested.

Danica McKellar is 32

Just in case you hadn’t figured it out yet, let me go right ahead and confess that yes, I, Candid Karina, am a sucker for the celebrity world. It’s true; the antics of the rich and famous absolutely fascinate me. I’ve always been a bit of a pop culture junkie, and although as I’ve gotten older I’ve gone from “fan” to more of “observer”, I still do love a good celeb. story.

I’m a recovering Celebrity Gossip Blogaholic, having just recently overcome my ridiculous addiction to several of these blogs. I do periodically still visit, but now it’s more of a “social drinking” type of situation.

But as a self-admitted pop culture junkie, there are events in the celeb. world that have a personal significance to me. Whether it be Corey Haim being clean and sober and having a new reality show, reminding me of a time in my teens when I was naive enough to believe drugs were something only rock stars did, or Debbie Gibson changing her name to Deborah Gibson, making me realize that even pop stars have to grow up sometime, I have emotional connections to certain icons of my youth. When someone I grew up idolizing, or despising as the case may be, re-appears on the Hollywood scene in some reincarnated form, it gives me pause. The memories of my years when they were at their peak come flooding back, and I’m forced to come face to face with my own transformation into the adult that I am today.

As you continue to read my blog (which I hope you will do, hint hint, nudge nudge), you’ll see that quite often pop culture references creep into my posts as certain events help to define where I was at any particular point in my life. I think these reference points are quite common in our culture (after all everyone knows where they were when they heard that River Phoenix had died, right? uh, no?), but maybe they’re a bit clearer in my mind.

It is always sad when I hear of a particular celebrity I was fond of falling into the tragic world of drugs, despair and too young death. On the flip side, it is always nice to hear a story of someone who has taken their celebrity, and transformed it into something completely different from what it started out as. Wil Wheaton, to me, is one such story. He is now a working writer and family man, and quite the pioneer in the form of celebrity blogging (quite different from celebrity gossip blogs, to be clear). Danica McKellar, better known as Winnie Cooper on The Wonder Years, is another. I found this article the other day, about a book she’s written for young girls about math, "Math Doesn't Suck: How to Survive Middle-School Math Without Losing Your Mind or Breaking a Nail". Danica left Hollywood for several years to attend college, and became quite the mathematician, even co-authoring a scientific paper that proves some mathematical theorem that is so beyond my realm of comprehension, I won’t even try to wrap my brain around it. But I think that’s just kind of cool.

What I don’t think is cool, however, is that Danica McKellar is 32 years old. Winnie Cooper is 32? This is the point where pop culture crosses over into my world and smacks me right in the face. 32. Winnie Cooper and I are the same age. And that age is no longer the cute “But do you like me, or do you like me like me” age. That age is 32, Danica McKellar: mathematician; Candid Karina: paralegal and wannabe writer…32. Whatever happened to our Wonder Years?

Gonna Find Out, Who's Naughty or Nice...

My buddy JennieBoo, over at O So Mo Love has awarded me with the lovely award above. This means a whole lot coming to me from Jennie, because I happen to think she is one of the NICEST people I've met in the blogosphere.

From her post:

"This award is for those bloggers who are nice people; good blog friends and those who inspire good feelings and inspiration. Also for those who are a positive influence on our blogging world. Once you've been awarded please pass it on to 7 others who you feel are deserving of this award."

And here I was thinking I was doing a good job of covering up my "niceness" with wit and sarcasm. No? Well then, in that case, I'd like to thank the Academy, my fans...What? Oh, not an Oscar? UH...okay, moving on the awarding ceremony then...

I'm supposed to award 7 (Seven) others, but I see that most of the bloggers I was going to award, have already received this award. That does not mean they don't deserve to receive it twice, but I'd like to share the wealth, and award it to those who have not receive it yet. So, I'm not going to proceed with the awards ceremony just yet.

NOW, notice I said "just yet"...what I'm going to do is save this award, and grant it to bloggers I think deserve it over the next few weeks. There are some lovely and very NICE bloggers that I visit regularly. There are also others I'm just beginning to visit...I'm going to get to know these bloggers better, and award as I become more familiar with them.

I will award SEVEN per the rules, and I will also announce the awards right back here at my blog. I'm just going to drag out the process a bit...yep, that's me, being difficult.

Thanks JennieBoo for the award, I love it! :D

And remember:

Nice guys finish last, but we get to sleep in. - Evan Davis


I also just discovered that I've been awarded the following:

My friend Literary Feline bestowed this honor upon me. She said:

"Karina, whose blog not only offers me food for thought, but because she has such a kind spirit that comes through in each of her blog posts."

Wow...I'm not even really sure how to respond to that. Thank you seems inadequate, but that's all I got...Thank YOU.

The blog world has given me many gifts, and among them is the opportunity to meet such fantastic ladies as these two. Do check them out.

I will be awarding both of these awards to other bloggers in the future...stay tuned.

Monday, August 20, 2007

LawBoy says Aloha

A quick update on the LawBoy situation for those who are curious; there is not much to report, for the most part, all has been quiet in the text messaging world.

Since the fated evening of text-flirting, there have only been a handful of “hey what’s up” type messages exchanged between us. A week ago Friday in the midst of these pleasantries, he informed me he was leaving for a trip to Hawaii on Sunday. I did not question with whom or for what purpose, mostly because it really is none of my business, but also because one can assume that Hawaii is the sort of place where for the most part, one does not go to with “friends” to hang out, or for business…especially if one is a resident of the East Coast. We do the Caribbean for “friendly getaways”. Therefore, my assumption was that LawBoy was going to Hawaii with his girlfriend, whom he is supposedly so unhappy with. Whatever. Maybe the trip was planned before he’d realized the end of the relationship is near. Maybe it’s a last ditch effort to salvage the romance. Maybe he has no plans on breaking off this relationship at all. Truly, whatever…I’m plotting my entry into the dating world right now, and can’t be bothered to decipher the code.

So, if he left for Hawaii last Sunday, one would assume he would be gone until AT LEAST this past Friday, if not Saturday. Again, one does not travel to Hawaii from the East Coast for a shorter period of time than a week…it is a LONG trip for any shorter amount of time.

And yet…Saturday at 5PM the little text messaging envelope shows up on my phone. Yep, LawBoy wanted to know what I was up to. He couldn't have been back on the East Coast for more than 24 hours. Interesting.

I did reply later on that night, informing him I was heading out to dinner with some friends, but did not receive a reply from him.

Not holding my breath over here, but I am constantly intrigued with the thought process behind the random texts…

Ah well, nothing new to report, still a mystery to me. Also a mystery: figuring out how a woman in her early 30’s, who is completely done with clubs and never interested in bars, lives and works in the suburbs, and doesn’t have any friends with “single” friends, is going to enter the dating world once again. Yeah…I don’t know either.

Fun Monday - I Cannot Tell A Lie

This week's Fun Monday is being hosted by The Other Bear. Our assignment this week is a little different from the usual Fun Monday picture posts...we are being asked to:

"Share with us a little white lie that you may, or may not, have gotten away with. Perhaps it's something more sinister than a little white lie - maybe even a deep dark secret that you've kept buried for years! All the better! Now's your chance to get it off your chest and confess: "Yes, I did eat that last slice of cheese cake", "No, I wasn't washing my hair that Saturday", "Those pants do make you look fat"!

OOH boy...this is not going to be an easy one! When I first learned of the assignment, I decided I'd set about on a mission to tell some little white lies during the week, so that I could just report back on those in this post...but the thing is, then I promptly forgot all about it. I'm not going to sit here and tell you that I don't lie, because, well...that would be a lie, wouldn't it? But the thing is, we all tell "little white lies" in order to spare someone's feelings, or to avoid confrontations, or whatever the reasoning may be...but I don't keep a running tally on those, after all, if I'm doing it, it's to make a situation not turn into a bad situation, so I don't feel guilty for doing it, so therefore don't necessarily realize I'm doing it...does that make sense? In other words, this is NOT going to be a very exciting entry. ;-)

That said, in the world of little white lies, my most recent one took place yesterday. See, for a mid-August Sunday the weather was actually cool and cloudy. I was disappointed in the way it turned out, because I've gotten used to spending weekends at mom's house, in the pool, with my family and friends. When the weather is nice, just about everyone heads over there to soak for the day, and eat, and chat. Because it was only in the low 70's (if that) yesterday, I knew it wasn't a pool day. So, I opted for a lazy Sunday instead, and spent the better part of the morning lounging around, catching up on blogs and e-mails and things, doing laundry, and watching television. In all honesty, I was looking foward to a day of not leaving the house. I haven't had one of those in a VERY long time. BUT, a friend of mine called and asked if I was still up for hanging out. We had made plans to go do some window shopping and head to a late lunch/early dinner. I'd forgotten. My little white lie? I perked right up and said "Of course, let's go", and proceeded to spend the rest of the afternoon out with her. We had a nice enough time, but my heart and mind just were not into it...I really just wanted to be at home, relaxing and being alone. But I couldn't tell her that and disappoint her, could I? So, I put on my happy face, and made the best of it.

As far as lies go, I don't think this one was a harmful one. She didn't need to know how much I really just wanted to be at home, alone. We had a nice day out, and I kept our plans. But I lied, I really did not want to leave the house. Still, sometimes we tell little lies in order to make others happy. Yesterday was such a day.

Happy Monday everyone!!! Make sure to stop by Lisa's Chaos as she is hosting next week's Fun Monday.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Tales from the Firm - I hear whispering

Well then, it is 10:30 am on a Friday morning, so what could that possibly mean at The Firm? M.I.A. has just waltzed in (I'd love to know what her actual "work hours" are), and plopped her ass down in The Nazi's office, and they have begun this week's edition of "Chat and Whisper Friday".

There is a window of about 5 minutes before yours truly slams her door shut and blares the music.

I'll report later with exactly how long M.I.A. and The Nazi were in there gabbing away.

UPDATE: It is now 12:15 PM. My office door was indeed slammed shut at about 10:45AM, and the music went on. From what I could hear above my music, I believe M.I.A. left The Nazi's office around 12:00PM...and she now left the office to go, well...I'm not really sure where she went or if she's coming back. She was in the office for a total of 1 hour and 45 minutes, and spend 1 1/2 hours chatting/whispering, another few minutes in the bathroom, so, we'll say she's "worked" a total of 10 minutes today. Oh, no wait, she probably had to check her e-mails and call her husband...5 minutes then. Man, and I think I'm slacking? I'll update as the day goes on...

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Thirteen Dance Routines

I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE, for the funky margin
Issue in this week's TT...I've fixed as best
I can, but it's still screwy...

Today's Thursday Thirteen is in honor of
tonight's finale of "So You Think You Can
Dance",which is my favorite reality show,
talent competition on television due to
my immense love of dance. This season of
SYTYCD has been incredible, and there
have been numerous performances that
have absolutely blown me away. Here
are 13 of my favorites, in no particular

1. Lacey and Pasha - Hip Hop - I love this
routine, it was such a fun and creative one:

2. Lacey and Pasha - Smooth Waltz - Just

3. Sabra and Neil - Jazz - One of my top
three favorites of the season:

4. Sabra and Neil - Passo Doble- HOT:

5. Neil and Lacey - Contemporary -

Beautiful, and very emotional

6. Danny and Lacey - Samba - Another

HOT one:

7. Sabra and Dominic - Hip Hop- This was
yet another really fun, and sharp routine:

8. Danny and Anya - Contemporary - Very
anguished, but beautiful:

9. Hok and Jamie - Jazz -simply beautiful:

10. Lacey and Kameron - Contemporary -

I've already posted about this one, it was definitely my favorite routine of the season. It was also
the inspiration for a poem you can
find on my other blog,

11. Jesse and Pasha - Waltz -Another
Smooth Waltz, another beautiful

12. Neil and Danny - Contemporary - Unfortunately, this video isn't available on youtube yet. It was a performance from
last night, and I will put the video
in here when it shows up online,
which I'm sure it will...It was

13. Danny - Solo - Final Performance - Another one that is not yet available
online. He absolutely blew me away
with this solo.

Tonight's Finale promises to have some
more wonderful performances, and of the
top 4, Neil, Sabra, Lacey and Danny, I
honestly cannot pick a favorite, they
were all fantastic, and each deserves
to win. I'm just thankful that I've had
the chance to watch them master their
artwork, and hope to see them do more.
There are few artforms in life that can
touch me as deeply as dance, this show
is an amazing showcase of the talent
that is out there. I sound like a
commercial, don't I?

The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Rockin' with Jessica

“Let’s rock The Rock Chick’s World! Send Life is RANTastic to the A-List.”

Jessica the Rock Chick is one ofmy favorite bloggers. She loves herself some Bon Jovi, living a Rockchick's life, and has visions of grandeur. Well, the last one probably needs a little more explanation. See, she's on a mission to become one of the A-List on Technorati. She's quite close, and could use our help to get there, so I've decided to do my part to help her cause. You can too!

Being that I'm probably somewhere below the D-List myself, I don't quite get this whole Technoratti thing completely, but I do know it has something to do with links and blogrolls, and the, I know I'm helping out with this post.

Once you've had a chance to go over and read some of her stuff, I know you'll want to help too, so find out more about the "cause" here. OR, if you you need more of an incentive, go visit Shelly at This Eclectic Life, a friend of Jessica's who is hosting a contest for those of us willing to help get the Rockchick to the A-List and beyond. She's got goodies!!

Now, go forth and multiply (links that is)...

Wordless Wednesday - A Breath of Fresh Air

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Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Oh what a Tuesday!

Bit of a turbulent Tuesday at THE FIRM, too busy, too much going on to be able to post anything coherent. I'd do another Tales from The Firm installment, but I'm pretty sure it wouldn't make it past the censors with all the nasty names I'd be calling The Boss, Flakey, and The Nazi today...they're all working my last nerve with their disorganization and just plain lack of brain power. So, I'll spare you all the foul language, and move on.

Maybe tonight I'll take some time to post something witty. In the meantime, learn all about International Left-Handers Day (and spread the word), let me tell you about my favorite treats in this week's Fun Monday, and if you can take a moment, pop on over to my other (new) blog, Creative Karina. I've posted a new entry that I'd love to share with you.

Happy Tuesday everyone. Just think, it's almost Hump Day!!

Monday, August 13, 2007


"Everyone is left-handed until they commit their first sin" - Anonymous

In case you didn't know, August 13 is International Left-Handers Day. According to Wikipedia, this day was first observed on August 13th, 1976. A little more research led me to the website for the Left-Handers Club, where I found all kinds of fun things, including the Lefties Lament Song and a Left-Handers Quizz.

As a lefty living in a right-handers' world, I must say that we are one of the few groups left against which discrimination is still rampant and often times encouraged. WE, the lefties, are forced to live daily with right handed scissors, right handed computer "mice", right handed spiral notebooks, and just an endless list of items not built with us in mind. WE, the southpaws, suffer endlessly at the mercy of the right-handers' creations. But do we complain? Do we picket, and boycott? Do we lash out at the righties when they steal our left-hander's scissors? NO! WE live in harmony with the righties, learning to adapt, using the mouse right-handed, learning to cut with our right hand, sometimes even becoming ambidextrous, just so we can blend, we can conform, we can function as valuable members of society.

But, the truth is, we know better. See, WE, the lefties, have the upper hand, after all. Because when we take over the world, and create only left-handed tools, all the righties will be screwed, because they've never had to adapt and learn.

After all, "If the left side of your brain controls the right side of your body and the right side of your brain controls the left side of your body, then left-handed people must be the only ones in their right minds." W.C. Fields.

A few left-handers of note, in no particular order, and without commentary about my personal opinion of them:

Angelina Jolie; Eminem; Nicole Kidman, Oprah Winfrey, Kate Hudson, Jay-Z, Julia Roberts, Paul McCartney, Will Ferrell, Bill Clinton, Joan of Arc, Hellen Keller, DAvid Letterman, Mark Twain, Wil Wheaton.

These are obviously just a "hand"full of them.

Happy Left-Handers Day to all you lefties. And to the righties, don't worry, we accept you as you are.

Fun Monday - Trick or Treat!!!

Fun Monday this week is being hosted by Becky (a fellow She Who Blogger) at Give it a Try. She says:

I want to know what your favorite treat is. Is it sweet or sour? Is it plain or salty? Is it candy or chocolate? Is it homemade or store bought? For instance, if your favorite is chocolate, tell us what kind specifically - sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes not so much. I have heard a lot of talk about Junior Mints, but is it your favorite or just a tasty treat? It can be anything, popcorn, peanuts, ice cream or chips, maybe you have more than one favorite - that is ok, just show us your favorite(s) and tell us why you like it so much. C’mon, what gets you all juiced up?

This is ridiculously tough for me, because I don't know that I have a "favorite" treat, so much as a bunch of treats, depending on the mood.

In general, I'm not much for sweets, so my treats tend to be more of the spicy and salty variety. But then, of course, there is chocolate! Chocolate is ALWAYS a treat.

Because I am on somewhat of a "health kick" (I refuse to call it a diet), my "treat" intake has been limited. I do, however, allow myself ONE bite-sized chocolate piece each evening. Always DARK chocolate, and always the decadent stuff. If I'm going to "splurge", I'm going to make it worth it. I switch it up between Lindt Dark Chocolate Truffles and other delicacies. The chocolate of the moment is "Dove" dark bitesizes. I love these things, and they come with the added bonus that each wrapper has a sweet little saying (sort of like a fortune cookie) on the inside.

My other treat, which I just CANNOT do without, is cheese. Any kind of cheese. I will buy sliced provolone, for example, and just eat a slice, by itself, as a treat. Or, I will buy fresh mozzarella, and it'll disappear with no explanation...just a little bite, here and there, and it's all gone before I know it. I just bought some low-fat wheat crackers, so that I could enjoy THIS:

Yep, it's all about the cheese.

Finally, spicy stuff. My Asian friends have introduced me to all sorts of interesting combinations and concoctions through the years. My favorite, is, by far, a salt and chilli pepper mixture, which is then added to fruits such as grapefruit or mango, (you dip the fruit in, gently, to this mix), which makes for this sweet and sour and spicy combination that is to die for. I have no chilli peppers today, however, so you just get a shot of the mangos.

And then there is the wasabi. Or rather, my wasabi cashews or peanuts. I mix these with regular peanuts, and Wa-LA, you've got quite the treat!

And there you have it, my treats!!!

Be sure to visit Becky for the list of participants, and check out "The Other Bear" for next week's assignment.

Friday, August 10, 2007


Still working on the update here's moving along quite nicely, but not quite done yet.

Update: Managed to fix the font color on this week's Thursday Thirteen...scroll down, you should be able to read it now.

Scroll down for some more fun fare as well.

Tales from THE FIRM - The return of M.I.A.

As mentioned previously, M.I.A. has been just that. Although she technically only "works" on Fridays, she hasn't even been in on Fridays for a few weeks now. As she is The Boss' daughter, and I don't particularly care whether she's here or not anyway, I don't ask questions.

This morning she was again not in. I thought nothing of it, figuring maybe she's just taking the entire summer off, because hey, she can. Whatever.

But then, at about 1:30 PM she waltzes in, in shorts and a t-shirt, to do...well...who knows? But whatever her reason was for coming in, she was true to form, and plopped her ass down in the Nazi's office, and the two of them proceeded to chat and whisper for the next 30 minutes. Whisper Friday lives on, ladies and gents. Even when she's not "working", she comes in for her chat sessions. Isn't that nice of her?

I left to go run errands because I couldn't stand the whispering anymore, and when I came back, they had left the Nazi's office. I'm not really sure where either of them is right now, but I'm guessing M.I.A. is upstairs, chatting with her mom, Flakey, and once she's done chatting, she will probably go home.

MUST BE NICE. I'm going back to work.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

The times, they are a-changing...

They all say time changes things, but you have to change them yourself. - Andy Warhol

I've decided it's time for a new look here at Candid Karina. I'm bored with the pink, and the format, and the whole thing. I've been thinking about shaking things up for a while, and it'll be happening over the next few days. Please hang with me while things may look a bit out of sorts. Hopefully, when it's all done, it'll be that much better.

Along with the template change, there will be some new things happening...stay tuned.

In the meantime, check out my Thursday Thirteen, familiarize yourself with the characters I work with, read all about my newest guilty pleasure, or just browse around and enjoy yourself. I'm glad you've stopped by to visit, and hope you will come again!

Thirteen Things I love and hate
About the Blog World at Large

Although I created my blog at the end of 2005, I have only been a truly active member of the “blogosphere” for the last few months. In this short time, I’ve “met” some wonderful and talented people, and have really enjoyed being able to share a little bit of myself with all of you.

In my travels around the blog-world, I have found blogs I love to read, memes I enjoy participating in, writers who make me laugh, some who can make me cry, and in general, a form of entertainment and communication that makes each day just a little brighter. That said, every once in a while I come across something in the blog-world that just bugs the bejeezes out of me.

Like in the real world, some of these things can be minor, like someone chewing gum with their mouth open, and some major, like people leaving their shopping carriage in the middle of the aisle at the supermarket and standing next to it, blocking the passage for anyone else (I REALLY hate that). We all have pet peeves, these are just some of my blog related ones.

But, because I really have a lot more likes than dislikes about blogging, this list will be cut in half. The second half being some of the things bloggers do, that I love and appreciate:

The Peeves:

1. Pages that take FOREVER to load. There are a few blogs in particular that come to mind, these are blogs that I just love to visit. The authors are witty, funny, smart, and I thoroughly enjoy visiting them, but sometimes I think I might have to stop because in the process of trying to hop over to their page, my entire computer is FROZEN while their template loads. I realize this may be more of an issue with my computer than with their blog. Still…I hate that!

2. Wordless Wednesday participants who write explanations, paragraphs, stories about their WW entry. Look, I know this is minor, but it’s WORDLESS Wednesday. WORDLESS…give it a title, I always do, but then stop talking. And if you just MUST explain the photo, do it in your comments section. Yes, I know it’s picky, but it bugs me okay?

3. Spelling and grammar errors. This pet peeve spills over from my “real world” personality. I’m not talking about the random misspelled word or grammatically incorrect sentence. I’m plenty guilty of that myself. I’m talking about such disregard for the English language that it would take a code to decipher what someone is trying to say. English as a second language bloggers are exempt from this peeve. But only if you are a recent “English as a second language” member…after all, English is my second language as well, but I’ve mastered it (sort of), after 20 or 30 years, you can too.

4. Illegible font colors. Please double check to make sure that your font color and background are at least a few shades apart, otherwise, we can’t see the words. OH, and whoever thought those bright yellow, neon green colors were a good idea obviously had no regard for my sensitive eyes…good grief, I’m blinded.

5. Those stupid “secret codes” we have to enter when we enter comments. Look, I know, I have them on my blog too…I can still hate them, can’t I? I especially hate the ones that make me do math problems. Seriously? I hate math.

6. Bloggers who criticize other bloggers for the use of memes. I get it, it’s not your thing. That’s cool, but then don’t do it, and leave those who enjoy them to be. It does not make someone less of a blogger because they choose to meme, does it? It shouldn’t. After all, back to the whole “free world” thing, it’s your blog, do what you will with it.

I love when bloggers:

7. Respond to all comments. I love when an author takes the time to go through their comments and individually respond to everyone who has commented. I’m working on that in here, but haven’t quite mastered it yet.

8. Offer contests (even those with “virtual” prizes), hand out awards, create “audience participation” entries. When you take the time to make me feel like I’m part of your blog, that’s pretty cool.

9. Make me laugh out loud at my desk when I should be working, instead of bloghopping. You’d think this a bad thing, but at times my job can be both stressful AND boring at the same time, and a barely contained laugh at my desk is just what the doctor ordered.

10. Tell me about the world they live in. Okay, that’s lame, I know that’s what we all do here, but I just love those bloggers who can pull me into worlds that are geographically or socially different from mine.

11. Inspire me. I’ve started writing again thanks to all the wonderful writers I’ve come across. And the photographers amongst you all inspire me to take my camera with me everywhere I go.

12. Do good things. So many bloggers are using this platform to do good. Raise money for good causes, raise awareness, share prayers and positive vibes. We have a pretty cool community in here, don’t we?

13. Leave nice comments. And no, this isn’t a hint, I’m not fishing for comments. I’m actually saying thank you here. There have been a number of comments left on my blog that have brought genuine smiles to my face and brightened my day.

The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!