Another year older, another year wiser?

Happy 29th birthday to me!

I’m going to have to change my name soon, “Getting Close to 30” will need to be “Getting really, really close to 30”... lol

It wound up being an amazing birthday… but it started out a little rocky.

J and I were the first ones at my roof top party and we sat and sat waiting for people to show up for a good hour before anyone got there. I felt like Carrie in the season 4 opener, “The Agony and the ‘Ex’-tasy” where Carrie is sits at the restaurant alone on her 35th birthday waiting for her friends that never show up.

“The longer I sat a that table the more alone I felt and it really hit me, I’m 35 and alone”

It was depressing and made me feel like I don’t have any friends. Which is ridiculous and of course it is different because I was with my soulmate, so I wasn’t alone… but it still hurt that no one was there. I was really, really upset… like tears upset. Part of me was angry at J… I guess I wanted to blame her for not making sure people were there ahead of time, but the reality is it’s not her fault people were 2-3 hours late. Part of me wonders if I made the mistake of alienating myself in this relationship. Have I shunned my friends? Is that why they weren’t there? Am I a bad friend?

So maybe I’ll try to reach out a little more because I don’t wanna be that girl….you know the girl that is only friends with her partner and her friends. I honestly don't think I am that girl now... but just to be certain, it may be time to schedule a girls night.

Someone said to me (when I was furiously texting on the roof top complaining) that I should be happy because I have what most people want… a diamond ring and a woman that loves me. :-) Very True.

Anyways… the birthday celebration did get better, I got some very, very delicious cupcakes and J got me tickets to see Rihanna for her LOUD tour…. Yaaaaay!! :-)

The days following I sizzled in the sun with friends, drank entirely too much liquor and spent 13 hours glued in front of the television. Yes, I said 13 hours. In the end everything turned out great.

So another birthday has come and gone and I am excited about where 29 will take me.

xoxo,

“I am in a financial cul-de-sac” –Carrie Bradshaw

Sooooo, after 1 year and 5 months, 104 posts, numerous comments, a blog award, lots of complaining, giggling, bragging, sadness and budgeting, I have finally decided to add a DONATE button to my blog.

Yep, I’m finally that desperate.

It can’t hurt right?

I need money, moolah, dinero, cash, cheddar, bread… whatever you wanna call it. If you can donate .50 cents or $100 dollars, I need it. My budget is getting tighter and tighter, but my debt doesn’t seem to be going down AT ALL.

I’m trying to be creative and find another way to produce some additional funds- I have got to get these credit cards paid off. I am truly just like Karyn in “SAVE KARYN” (which is an awesome book by the way- check out the link)…. $20,000+ in debt at 28 years old- I can’t really enjoy my life because I’m stressed about my money.

I refuse to live this way forever.

So why should you donate your hard earned money to me?

Well, you read my funny, witty, charming blog for entertainment (I hope) and let’s face it… I NEED HELP!

I get it, we could all use a little assistance, but if you are willing and able- I (and American Express and VISA) would greatly appreciate it.

In the meantime…. I am going to sell my fat girl clothes, apply for part-time work as a server (instant cash), start working on my book, and start playing the lottery (can you hear the sarcasm? I’m keeping my fingers crossed anyways)….

Thanks in advance for your help!

Randomness...

I know I haven’t written in a while…. I’m sorry. I guess I’ve kinda had writers block a little. I actually do have some things to talk about, but this is gonna just be a random post…. Randomly about Sex and the City. :-)

Sooooo…I’m at work putting my menu books together and watching old Sex and the City episodes online. (Yes, I am watching TV at work… so what?!) I’m watching the episode where Carrie meets Petrovsky for the first time at the art gallery.

They meet briefly and Carrie is kinda turned off by him… she makes a little joke about the art installation and he says:

“You are comedian, No?”

They don’t talk anymore at the gallery, but Petrovsky somehow tracks down her phone number and calls her. She hangs up on him twice thinking he’s got the wrong number and finally she’s like, “I can’t understand you, sir” –lol… and he says:

“This is Alexander Petrovsky for Carrie Bradshaw.”

Her reaction is soooooo funny because I have soooo done this before.

She goes- “Oh, hold on, let me get her for you”

Obviously no one else is there… she just feels like a douche and she has this look on her face, a look of pure embarrassment- you know the scrunched up face and slap to the forehead? After her little pause, she picks up the phone and pretends that her ‘sister’ answered the phone initially. I LOVE it… so very funny

This episode is also the episode where Charlotte finds out that she and Harry are pregnant. There is a scene where the girls are all sitting in the coffee shop and Charlotte tells them the good news and it made me soooooo think about my friends and the girls nights we used to have. Me, M, G and B. We would sit around and talk and giggle…. And I remember when we found out that B was preggers- it was totally the same scene.

I love those precious memories. No matter how far we come or how far apart we grow, we still have those memories and sometimes SATC triggers them and it puts a smile on my face for the rest of the day. :-)

“When real people fall down in life, they get right back up and keep walking”

Leave it up to me to quote from Carrie Bradshaw. This is from the episode- “The Real Me” when Carrie is asked to be a “real person model” in a hot NYC fashion show. She winds up being “fashion road-kill” when she trips on her stilettos and falls face first on the runway in front of all her peers (and the annoying photographer).

Anyways- I watched this episode last night and it got me thinking.

I have to keep going. I have to pick up my ever-spreading ass off my comfy Ikea chair and get back on the bandwagon.

Shit happens.

Get over it all ready.

So tomorrow, I am going to sweat my hair out with some hardcore cardio. (I promise this time)

Wish me luck.

On a completely random note, I am SICK of staring at my weight-loss tracker every time I click on my url. So I’m moving it to the bottom of the page- at least that way it isn’t the first thing I see.

Oh I almost forgot- I have a new follower- AmericanTribal. That makes 6 followers!!
Thanks everyone for reading!

Have a FABOULUS weekend everyone.

Why do we sabotage ourselves?

I’m not sure what is going on with me lately (other than the pms), but I am feeling extremely rebellious. My life is consumed with trying to keep a healthy diet and exercise- and figuring out ways to save money and pay off my debt.

Anyways, I said all that to say- I’m not weighing in tomorrow.

I don’t care.

Ok- I do care, but I don’t care to know how much I have gained this week.

And instead of feeling bad about it, I’m just not gonna look.

I’m writing this week off all together, and I will be back in the gym on Saturday (pinkie swear!).

I don’t know how to explain it. I haven’t been to the gym at all this week- the only thing I have been doing is watching Sex and the City and eating. I’ve given in to every craving I’ve had this week- Chinese food, pizza hut pizza, twizzlers, chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, mint chip ice cream, frozen Margaritas (which later turned in to shots of tequila), risotto… and the list goes on.

G asked if I wanted to go jogging with her around the neighborhood in the morning before work-My excuse; I just straightened my hair and don’t want to mess it up.

The worst part is I have no remorse for my unproductive behavior.

Whacha gonna do… shit happens.

My favorite ladies are coming back!!

Oooooohhhhhhh!! I can't wait!

Get ready ladies, it's been said that it is coming out on May 28, 2010!

Don’t you just love these ladies?! They are fabulous! I love it!