Zombies, Starbucks and Evil Spawn Oh MY!

Went to the school yesterday with coworker to help her out to do a training.  Can't believe how many brain dead people go to school, I think the students were all sharing one brain cell.  Either that or I have found the school where the zombies go.    But it was most amusing,  as it was a very diverse lot, there was the usual beauty school girls all makeup, glitter and every hair color you can imagine in their hair, their was the beauty school drop out sleeping in the corner chair, and then there was the odd ones that just made you wonder, why are you here?  This question mainly went to this one guy who looked to be about 24 who may have been lost as he looked like he should have been at a school to learn carpentry instead of how to give someone a facial.  Very strange as he was wearing a jacket with his hood pulled up so you could barely see his face, maybe he was embarrassed that he was in beauty school??

Anyway, after class we went to Starbucks.  We get our coffee and sit down, and  more people are coming in and sitting down, and what to my horrors do I realize that I am sitting in the middle of baby central!!  AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!

There is this one woman to my left who thinks that she can leave her toddler sitting in the chair while she can go off and get coffee, thinking I am going to look after her kid, uh, you may have read Hil Clinton's book, it takes a village, but you have entered my village lady and this village ain't looking after your kid.  So of course the kid goes wandering off around Starbucks and when the lady comes back to the seat and her child isn't there she gives me a filthy look  and starts yelling for her kid.  I just looked at her with a stare like, just say something please, but of course, she just looked away and went after her kid.

Then, two friends come in wielding baby buggies and want to sit in the handy cap chairs that are to my right and so they bump into my seat with their buggies, not even and excuse me, just a shove, like I should of had eyes in the back of my head and should have known the baby buggy patrol was on its way, again, I just did my lethal glare at them, and they quickly wielded their buggies around my table.  So the one leaves her  buggy no less than 3 inches from my leg with the child still aboard it.  And its starting to make noises.  The other woman has positioned her buggy next to the window so her child is getting all the death rays from the sun on it.    I am now giving my lethal glare to the buggy and child next to my leg, and the mother must sense the lasers from my eyes penetrating her precious child and she quickly takes it from the buggy and plonks it on her lap, and then her and her friend start talking loudly about how lovely their children are and blah blah blah how wonderful it is to be mothers...

Did I come to Starbucks to be educated on the wonderful lives of mothers and babies??  NO, I just wanted a friggin cup of coffee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So to make baby hell complete, there looks like a newborn two seats away with mother and father.  And what does newborn decide to do, let out one of those god awful ear piercing "I'm gonna fuck with all of you non breeder" screams!  Now, one would think if you have a screaming child in a coffee shop the polite thing to do would be to either A. Put pillow over child's head and muffle screams, or B. Take the screaming child outside so it can whale to the world.  But no, they instead look around with that fuckin' I have a fabulous child look on their face and do nothing more than cluck at the child, thinking that is going to do anything.  Now, at this time, it is when my coworker looks at me, and says, oh my god, I forgot you don't like children do you?  As she is a mom herself and I have at this point realized she is the baby magnet here, as when these people came through the door she was smiling at them and giving that I have children too  vibe off.  She then says, do you want to leave,  and I just looked at her and said, what do you think?  

My conclusion of my Starbucks moment is this, isn't really the child I dislike so much, or is it the smug yuppy parents who make me wanna turn into rage mode, the real problem?  The only thing I can think of is note to self, never ever go into the Starbuck's in the center of Yuppy town again!

Flying Down the Road in my Dragula

Wow, can't believe how long I was illin...........That was the longest cold I think I have had in awhile, but enough about that as I know I am over it!!

Had a two day meeting at work that was well, kind of boring.  But aren't all meetings.  I think the first day would have been fine, going for two was  just the downward spiral into boredomville. 

Tomorrow I will be going to the school I am interested in enrolling in.  I am going with my coworker as she has this school as one of her accounts and she will actually be having a meeting with the head people, so  I can really get to see if this is the school for me to go back to.  Which after the meetings I was just in, made me more wanting to get my license and get the fuck on with my life!!!!!!    

I was so tempted to stop on my way home today at Nordstrom as their Anniversary sale is coming to an end this week. But I actually controlled myself, don't know how that happened.  As I saw these really cute boots in their catalog, and some really cool jewelry too,  but I just couldn't pull my dragula off the freeway, I was in the speed zone and all I  could see was my house way way off in the distance.  I do that when I am really hungry too and should stop, but I  just get into this zone of wanting to get home so bad, I put up with the hunger pains.  The only time I cannot do this is when I need to take a wizz really bad.  That's when I have to enter into the public bathroom phobia that I have.   But I really try to take a leek at the last place I am before I get into my car, as the last public bathroom I was at put me over the edge  and can't go back there anytime soon  as the memories of the horror of it all is just to fresh in my mind.

Waking Up to the Smell of B.O.....

Still sick....Still sweaty......Still hacking up flem balls......But now I have one nostril that is plugged up...Could life be any better??

I stepped on the scale today, and since I got this sickness, I have lost 5 pounds!   So if anything good comes out of it, I hope that is it, and maybe I can lose 10 by the time it is finished!! 

I woke up this morning so grossed out by my b.o.  that I nearly spewed.  In my sickness daze I got up and went and took a shower.  Then I got more cramps, ok what the fuck, I have been on my period for the last 4 days, so why would I be cramping again??  But hey they were so bad that  it made me forget that I was sick. 

The most exciting thing I could muster up to do today was wash my car.  I then had to come in and take a nap as that was so exhausting. 

I still have to find the energy to pack as I have a 2 day meeting I will be going to tomorrow, and won't be back till Tuesday evening.  

One day when I am healthy again, if that day ever comes,  I will reread these blogs and try and understand them, as I am sure I am just a blithering idiot at this point in time.

So this will hopefully be my last sickness blog, until Tuesday evening,

Back to the coffin I go.......

Sick As A Dog...What's Your Story...

Nothing to report............................the cold I have is getting worse,  it is now invaded my throat and chest and I sound like I have been possessed by Stevie Nicks. 

So here I sit, sweating to death due to this heat wave we are having,  feeling weak from lack of food, as I still have no appetite. 

This could be my last known blog,  as I think I am dying.  Goodbye cruel world.

At least let me be found wearing something pretty, and not my laundry day clothes.

What am I talking about, me wearing something pretty, fuck I must be sick if I want to wear something pretty.  Ok, let me rephrase that, let me be found in anything but my laundry day fashions...............................and all that can be heard is the sound of my head hitting the keyboard...............................................

Things To Do When You Are Sick And Should Be Working

As I am home today sick, I have done the following things to avoid actually working from home:

sat on the couch and watched Crossing Over with John Edward ( I wasn't on the couch with him, he was on the TV)
tried the new deodorant I purchased, and it actually makes my armpits smell worse.
had a few ingrown hairs in the bikini area, so tried Liz's plucking thing, ok that hurts Liz, you are a serious pain freak!
checking blogs on the hour
looking in the fridge to see what I can eat that won't make me hurl, or feel like I am going to hurl.
So I have eaten so far, my low carb cereal, low carb yogurt, and a low carb bar.  And they have all made me feel like hacking.
Talked on the phone with my coworker who was also home doing nothing.
packed up my sister's birthday present to send her.
sitting down and watching mtv everytime I walk through the living room
watered the garden
Looked at different CDs to play
made silly noises and faces at my dogs, and watch them jump around all excited.
filled up the hummingbird feeders

And how do I justify my lack of working,  I have called 15 accounts, which is more than I would see in one day, if I was actually out and about working. 
See how the sick mind works.   Hmm, maybe its time now for a nap.

Voodoo Medicine Man part II

Alright, so if getting this weird summer cold wasn't bad enough, I now have the wonderful monthly cramps to go along with it.  How lovely.   And I feel like puking.  This should be a good day.

Update on Voodoo man in Arizona,   (see previous something wicked blog) he has struck again.  My sister called me last night to tell me that her husband got into a car accident, and their jeep is thrashed.  My brother in law is ok, thank god, but he does have whip lash pretty badly.  So as my sister was on her way to go get her hubby the voodoo man called her work, and demanded to know where she was.  The receptionist said she had to leave as it was an emergency, then asked voodoo man why he was "panting",  she was kind of worried as he is old thinking he was having a heart attack or something.   He says," oh I've just been pacing back and forth for a while....... "   so it sounds like he is trying to do voodoo shit to my brother in law now, as he finds him a threat.  Also while at work that day, my brother in law also came across another scorpion.
My sister said it is time for stronger banishings, as she didn't want to stir up any bad shit, but obviously she didn't banish him well enough....Will update further with any other news....

Ok, just had to clean up big candle wax drip explosion.  I just heard this pop fizzle sound behind me, I turn around and my candle that I had lit on top of the TV is now dripping candlewax down the front of the TV and is now dribbling onto the wood floor.  Nice.  Nothing that a little razor blade action won't clean up. 

Not going to baseball game today. Bummer.  As Chris didn't get the tickets in time.  He was doing way to much research on the tickets.

I am taking another home office day today as driving around feeling nauseous is not my idea of fun.  My main thing to do  today anyway is to invite salons and spas to a class we are doing, so I can phone them just as well , in between my bouts of puking that is.  And no I am not pregnant.   As I am having a heavy flow day anyway.  Either that, or I am having a miscarriage as I blog.  Great. 

 

Stealing from Another

As I have really nothing to report as I am not feeling well,  as I have just acquired the head/chest cold that Satan has had for the past 4 days, I am stealing from Wickkett's blog, so here goes:

If I were a month, I'd be October
If I were a day of the week I'd be Friday
If I were a time of day I'd be the witching hour
If I were a planet I'd be Jupiter
If I were a sea animal, I'd be a star fish
If I were a direction,  I'd be  south
If I were a piece of furniture I'd be a bed
If I were a liquid I would be tequila
If I were a tree I'd be a weeping willow
If I were a bird, I'd be a raven
If I were a tool, I'd be a knife
If I were a flower/plant I'd be a lilac
If I were a kind of weather, I'd be a storm
If I were a mythical creature I'd be a vampire, oh wait I already am, so I then I'd be a Centaur
If I were a musical instrument, I'd be a violin
If I were an animal I'd be a horse
If I were a color, I'd be purple
If I were an emotion, I'd be temperamental
If I were a vegetable, I'd be an onion
If I were a sound, I'd be laughter
If I were an element I'd be fire
If I were a car, I'd be a jaguar
If I were a song, I'd be  Patience, by Guns n Roses
If I were a movie I'd be Practical Magic
If I were a book I'd be the Vampire Lestat
If I were a food, I'd be chocolate
If I were a place, I'd be London
If I were a taste, I'd be sour
If I were a scent I'd be lavender
If I were a religion, I'd be an ancient one
If I were a word, I'd be honest
If I were an object I'd be a sword
If I were a body part, I'd be eyes
If I were a facial expression I'd be a stare
If I were subject in school I'd be P.E.
If I were a shape I'd be a star
If I were a number I'd be 3
If I were a TV show I'd be The League of Gentlemen (BBCAmerica)
If I were a hobby I'd be climbing
now you know what I am, what are you?

Something Wicked This Way Comes

My sister is a massage therapist in Arizona, and one of her clients is a freak.  Well, I am sure she has more than just one, but this one I know for sure is a freak.  He has put some weird voodoo curse on her, or is trying to.  He first started going to her a couple of months ago I think,  anyway,  lately he has been acting weird.   But then looking back on the whole time she has had him as a client he has been weird.  He is 74 years old, yeah that's weird from the start anyway, he started to ask her all these strange questions both sexual and nonsexual,and  my sister would then give him a snide remark and try and ignore him.
 
However, lately when he asks her a question (while he is getting his massage) she will answer him, but then he won't respond, like he is in a trance or something.   He then told her the other day, to stop "fighting him" and just let it happen, to which she had no clue to what he was talking about.  So then one day he comes in and says wow, did you feel the cosmic dreams we were having last night??  She then says, what are you talking about?  And he says last night in our dreams we were having this really deep conversation.  So now she is thinking ok freak, what ever, but then he started doing odd behavior like putting his arm around her and doing some weird pressure point type thing, or pressing his hand into her back like putting some sort of spell on her.  I asked her if he had something of hers to make him do a spell on her, and she said that when she makes another appt. For him she writes it down on her business card and gives it to him, so that is probably what he is channeling her though.  And one day he told her that he always gets what he is after, and to stop fighting him on that too.
 
At first she thought he was this strange old hippy dude, but now he has turned into a psycho. 
So the other day she is at home dozing on the couch and she has this dream that she has a scorpion in her hand, but the face of the scorpion is this freaky old man!  So she jumps up out of her sleep, and is trying to get the scorpion off of her.  So this totally freaks her out even more.  Turns out this freaky old man is in to some ancient form of Asian voodoo stuff, and he is trying to turn it on to my sister.   She cancelled her  last massage appointment with him and had him call her clinic to reschedule,  and about the time of the original appointment, my sister gets home, and finds a scorpion in her house!  The receptionist at the clinic told her that when she called to cancel on the freak, he was strange on the phone and kept asking why was she canceling, was it something he did?? 
 
There have been other weird shit that has happened surrounding this freak, but anyway, over the weekend,  my sister and I were putting together some banishing spells to keep him away from her, as he was saying he had all these powers over her.    But so far, I haven't heard from her today, so I am rather anxious to find out what happened as she was going to confront him today and tell him to stay away from her.   Hopefully all is well, and the 74 year old freak has left the building for good!

Sunday Bloody Sunday

Why are weekends so damn short??  I feel I never have enough time to do, well, nothing.....My biggest excitement this weekend was washing our three dogs...Yes let the excitement begin.  Although it wasn't as bad as expected, as it was so hot, being hosed down in 100 degree heat was rather refreshing,  oh yes, I was washing the dogs wasn't I??
 
Anyway, it took a good two hours to wash all three, being our husky, Ghost, was the most dramatic about the whole experience, she doesn't' stand there and take it like a dog, no, she howls like there is no tomorrow.  You would think being it so hot, she would love being in the water.  No you would think we were setting her on fire by the way she howls.  Needless to say she was the last one to be bathed.
 
Our youngest girl thought getting a bath was the best thing ever, and looked at us when we finished like she was ready for her second bath.  And Precious girl went first, as she is so good she just stands there and lets you do whatever to her.
 
So yeah,  as you can see my weekend rocked.  But it was still better than a work day.  However this week I will be playing hookie from work to go and catch an  afternoon baseball game!  So that will be at least the highlight of the week to look forward to.
 
Oh yes,  and I did buy Cure tickets today, as they are coming to SF in August.  And the lovely Liz did tell me she would go with me, as when I asked Satan, he just curled his nose up and said the Cure?  I don't think so....   well, he will be the one all pouty when Liz and I have the best time ever, I am sure of it!!
 
Well, as you can see I am overwhelmed by how exciting my weekend has been, best go and take another nap to try and calm myself down!

Confessions of a Vampyre

Tomorrow is up early off to get my hair colored day!!!  Yipeee!!!!  

I remember when I first started coloring my hair.  It was back in the 80's,   when I began my life as a Vampyre.   Back then it was because I just wanted my hair colored, unlike today where it is a necessity for the grey that is coming in. 

I remember the video that got me on the quest for the look that I needed to have, it was Dead or Alive's "Something In My House" video.  It is black and white, Pete Burns is running around an old house.  And I thought he looked gorgeous.  Gorgeous like a girl gorgeous, not gorgeous man, would you call him a man?  Anyway, I wanted to look like that.  Only of course the female version, but again, is Pete Burns really a man??   So I got the hair, the clothes,  and I got my eyebrows tweezed just like that,  I thought he was fabulous. 

Although have you seen him now a days??  He has had so much plastic surgery he looks like a duck.  Pretty sad, as he was such a gorgeous man/she,  now he looks like Joan Rivers with a duck bill.  Why Pete why did you do that to yourself???  It saddens my 80's girl heart....

So unlike most goths out there who fashioned themselves after Robert Smith or Ms. Banshee herself, no I had to go for the disco diva Pete Burns goth..  but oh was he beautiful.   That doesn't make me gay does it, as he is a man after all, isn't he??????????  I just like my men a little on the pretty side I guess...  as when I first met Satan he was wearing makeup.   But he was more of that Guns n Roses type o' guy, would you call them pretty??   Axel was kind of pretty in their first video, with his big hair.......but that is another story all together.......

 

 

 

 

Haunted by Myself

I can't believe how exhausted I feel right now. It has been one long ass tiring day. It started this morning in San Francisco as I walked god knows how many miles up and down Union Square, up the hills, and then I was too impatient to wait for the elevator that I walked up 10 flights of stairs..Yes, 10 flights of stairs...What was I thinking, then I went climbing tonight as well, and did some real tiring climbs. It is amazing that I can actually move my fingers over this keyboard.....

Anyway some bazaar thing happened today,,,, I think I am haunting myself, is this possible?? Anyway, I had a message on my cell phone and when I went to retrieve the message, it was my outgoing message on my cell phone.....Ok....Then I am driving down Lombard and I get a text message on my phone, what? No one ever texts me, so I am a stop light and I am checking the text,,,,,and the message reads,,please call me and it gives my cell phone number!!!!! What the Fuck??????????????????????????????????????????????????? So a little paranoid I am at this point...

And then the only other comment of the evening is why oh why do people not exfoliate their elbows?? I find this rather gross to see skanky ass dry rot elbows!!! Now, I know if you are one of those people out there with psoriasis that you cannot help this, however for everyone else, wash and exfoliate those elbows people!!! I don't know how many gross dry rot elbows I have seen today hanging out of car windows. I feel like tossing them exfoliators as I drive by their cars. It doesn't take a degree on how to wash your elbows,Just scrub away when you are in the shower with a loofa or a good exfoliator, you can pick them up at your local grocery store, and did any of you heard of moisturizer??? Ok, that is my soap box moment for this evening....Good night!

My Immortal

Today my mum would be 69. Happy Birthday mum!! Just couldn't grasp the feeling of today. It is now a year and a half since my mum died of Alsheimers. And this is the second birthday without her. Last year we (my sisters and I) had a memorial for her on her birthday. It was really nice. A lot of her friends turned up to remember her, and share special memories they had with her.

So I tried to go to work today, but I had no real energy and no real purpose of going. I did come home early, and the strange thing was I turned on the TV over to Oprah (which I don't usually do) and she had a program today about people with alsheimers. It was really sad. There was this guy who had it at the age of 36. That is so scary, as that is how old I am. But the one story that brought me to tears was to see the story of a mother who had it when she was 51, she died when she was 58. Her daughter had put together a documentary on her life with alsheimers. It was just seeing this lady and the look on her face that really brought back all those hard memories of my mum. Her documentary will be on this weekend on msnbc.

Before the end of the day, I want to make sure I do some of the things my mum loved doing, gardening, playing with the dogs, reading a favorite book, laughing, singing, and of course eating ice cream! I think if mum could have she would have eaten ice cream 24/7!


--Mothers hold their children's hands for awhile, their hearts forever---

Hello, My Name is Vampyre Girl, AKA Count Chocula.....

I have come to the conclusion that I must love being on a diet. Why? I have no clue. But why would I spend most of my life on one if I didn't enjoy it?? I get to a certain weight, and I start to cheat. Which I am doing right now. I have the last 10 pounds to go, and what do I do? Start eating bad stuff. I am exercising like a fool still, but before I went to England in April, I was on a roll, extra pounds were flying off, I was eating really healthy ( real low fat and low carb) I was 4 pounds away from my ideal weight. But since coming back from England, my healthy eating habits have been hit and miss. And the pounds are slowly creeping back...

I have good intentions when I start the day, but by the end, I have eaten crap. And it isn't bread, or chips, but chocolate. I am so addicted to it that I can't help myself. I have been trying to be good and buy healthy food to eat, but as my husband can eat chocolate by the gallon, and not gain an ounce, there is always chocolate in this house, and on a day like today when I am in my home office, I find myself sneaking it.
Hello I am a chocolate addict. I haven't had chocolate since 2 hours ago..However, the night is not over yet.

So I thought maybe if I blogged about it, it would make me stop this insane compulsive chocolate disorder I have. Maybe, maybe not, but I thought it would be at least a good try to put it out there. And for the world to see that I am a cheater when it comes to dieting. Does anyone else have this problem, as I feel like I have no self control when it comes to chocolate. I am out of control..

I feel like Miranda from Sex and the City when she was eating cake out of her garbage can...I haven't gotten to that stage yet, but if I keep going, I know it's just around the corner.

The Surprise Party

This weekend we had a surprise party for Satan. Even though his birthday was two weeks ago, our friends (including Liz) thought it would be cool to have a surprise party for him. So the deal was to take Satan climbing while the party goers arrive, and Hil can get everything set up for the party. So Satan, Chris, and I go climbing and we are supposed to be back at the house for 2pm. No problem, yeah right. So after climbing, Satan wants to go to the English shop for English things (of course), so we go there and Chris suddenly feels sick, and I am taking it like he is "playing" sick so we can get back in time for the surprise.

Well, no, he has allergies which he has never had before, so he feels extra bad, anyway, so now after the English shop, Satan now wants to go to REI and Best Buy, ok its 1:45 we have 15 minutes to be back at this party, and we are 30 minutes away. And now Chris wants me to go to Albertsons so he can get some allergy medicine. So while he is in there at the store, I am thinking, ok, Chris is no help, he has no clue that we are supposed to be back now at his house, and I can't say anything in front of him, as Satan is in the back seat, so I decide to pick a fight with Satan.....And I say, you know, Chris isn't feeling well, we should really get him back to his house, we can always go to REI and Best Buy up buy our house. Satan:" Well, I wanted to get Chris a birthday present at REI" Me:" Well, I just gave him that Tshirt for his birthday, he has something from us, why do you need to get him something else, lets just go back to their house." Satan: evil, evil glare... Me:" ok, so we will go to REI up by us."



At this point, Satan has turned his back on me, (I am in the drivers seat, he is in the back seat and is now like a dog looking out the window with his back to me.) and I am thinking, ok I could really go off right now, but I am doing this for him, so just bite the old tongue and everything will be ok in a bit.

So Chris gets back in the car, and I say to him, well as you are not feeling well Chris, why don't we just go back to your house. (Wink Wink, Nudge, Nudge), and Chris says, "oh no I will be fine, we can go to Best Buy and REI"........WHAT THE FUCK?????????????????????? I am thinking ok, I just picked a fight with Satan, and you are not even playing along here (by the way it is now 2:05), whatever, so now we go over to best buy, and Satan won't get out of the car. He looks at me and says, I thought we were going to the one by us, fine,so I say, as we are driving by REI do you want me to pull in here (WTF we are late now anyway) and Satan says all grumbly, I just want some chalk.



So he goes in to get his chalk, and probably to get Chris another present, Chris and I stay in the car, and I am like what the fuck dude, we are supposed to be at your house right now, there is like a house load of people waiting back at your house for us, did you forget????? And he looks at me, OH, well I better call Hil, and let her know we will be there in 30 minutes.......

So Satan finally comes out with his climbing chalk, and we head back to the house. Satan is still pissed off, not speaking to me, and Chris is trying to do small talk, like that is going to make it any better. So now we are pulling up the street to the house, the windows are rolled up as the air conditioning is on, and suddenly Chris says, eewwwhh, that smells like diapers,,, and from the back seat this aroma of the worst smelling fart you can think of is now taking over the car. I am just at this point trying to park the car, however the smell of the fart is so mind numbing that all communication and functioning thoughts have left me. I am trying to roll the window down, but the smell of this fart is up my nose, in my eyes, in my mouth and I am about to start hacking, when I hear Chris and Satan, yell, Look out for Liz' car, don't you know how to drive???? At this point I am so over this surprise party that I start yelling,"Get Out, Get out, Both of you Get Out of My car!!!!!" And Chris then says, are you sure, we will wait for you??? GET OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So he and Satan High tail it out of my car and go into the house. I can hear shouts of Surprise as I finish parking the car. But the smell of the fart was so Toxic all I can do is slump over the wheel of my car with the vision I had of when I first smelled the thing,which was the evil grin on Satans face in the rearview mirror as the fumes of his mind numbing fart start to engulf the car.

Lucretia My Reflection, dance the ghost with me

I just love that song, I purchased The Sisters of Mercy greatest hits volume one yesterday. Even though I do have all their CD's, just had to get a greatest hits because it was something I didn't have.

Anyway, I have the house to myself today and tonight!!!! Satan has gone down to our friends house tonight, so I get to do whatever I want!!!! Hee Hee. So I will probably be doing Spa night tonight, and get out the pedicure spa and also do a complete facial with all the professional treatment stuff I have!!! So hopefully I don't fall asleep with a chemical peel on my face or tomorrow I could wake up to find my face lying next to me on the pillow. That wouldn't be to much fun.

So I also purchased this book called Sacred Contracts. It is rather a trip as it is a book to help you find your divine potential in life. So there is this wheel (similar to a astrological chart) that you align your archetypes up to the 12 different houses ( like the zodiac houses in the astrological wheel), So I am figuring out which Archetypes I am, and where they fall into these "houses" .Anyway, one of my Archetypes just so happens to be the vampire. I kid you not. Anyway the vampire isn't what it is all cracked up to be, however, in speaking with Satan, regarding this, I find out I am a true vampire as I am pretty needy and he did say that I am quite exhausting with how much I am in need of affection all the time ( I am quite a hugging type person) But it is bizarre that it fell into my first house which is the ego and personality house. And I didn't pick it to be there. It was how it aligned up. So I thought that was a trip.

The other trippy thing that happened was yesterday, I was driving in San Francisco and I suddenly had a flash of an old friend of mine that I haven't seen in 5 years. So anyway, I get to my appointment where I am meeting one of my clients, and I am at the front desk asking to see my client so I am waiting while the receptionist rings my client, and I look around, and who do I see, but my friend that I haven't seen in 5 years!!! She was there dropping off her kids at the day care they have their at the facility ( it is like a gym/spa/community center). So anyway we were both so excited to see each other and when I told her about my vision of her, she said that was so cool, and she loved it when that happens!! So I have a lunch date with her next week to catch up on all the gossip. It was really good to see her though, as she is such a great person and has such good energy, I was bummed that we had lost contact with each other, and she said the same thing! Trippy man, trippy.

The V list

Didn't have much to blog about yesterday, and I had another early meeting yesterday (why, don't ask), went climbing with Satan, and I got my ass up a 5.9! To those of you who don't climb, this will mean nothing, but if you are a climber, you understand, anyway was really happy since I am trying to get to climbing 5.10's by the end of the year. So I am getting there. Got home made dinner, watched the Giants LOSE AGAIN!!, and then watched the Amazing Race, and then went to bed. Exciting yes, hence why I didn't blog.

Anyway, I actually purchased this month's Oprah magazine. And I was actually surprised that on her favorite things page (called the O list) she actually had affordable items this time. When I have purchased the magazine before, her list usually includes such outrageous priced stuff, that she seems to say, ha ha, look at me, I am that rich and fabulous that I can buy all this crap and still have money left!!!

So I decided to come up with my own "O" list, however, I am calling it the "V" list, to what I think are truly good stuff, and if there is anyone out there who would like to share there stuff they have found that is great, do tell!! Ok, so here are this week's top five picks:


1. Kenra Straightening Serum for Curly Hair, (found in beauty supply or salon)- this is fab stuff, if you have curly/wavy hair of course, it straightens your hair with blow dryer and brush and leaves your hair more straight than if you used a flat iron!

2. Too-Faced Liquif-Eye (found on my recent Sephora shopping spree) this will turn any and I mean any eyeshadow into a liquid eye liner! So this is great if you like liquid eyeliners and can't find any colors you like,now you can create your own!! And it doesn't smudge or run!

3. for low carb junkies, and thank you Liz for telling me about these, the Keebler low carb cookies (found in Safeway), they come individually wrapped in the box, and the chocolate chocolate chip ones are divine when you need that chocolate fix

4. for those of us needing help in the stomach area, Billy Blanks' Ultimate Abs, its an hour long video (DVD if you prefer) of just ab workouts. It is like a compilation from his different videos of his best ab routines, it will kick your ass, not to mention your stomach.

5. If you are looking for a good Vampire Book, Anne Rice's Blackwood Farm is the one. She wrote it like how she used to write her vampire books ( Interview, Lestat, Queen) I couldn't put this one down. It probably is in paperback now too! She combined her vampires with the Mayfair witches, even more than in Merrick.


Tune in next week for another selection of the V list!






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When Bad Fashions Go On Holiday.....

The three day weekend is nearly over. What did I do, where did I go?? Well, being that stupid people really annoy me I stayed home this weekend. So I caught up on sleep, I started reading a new book (Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire), I spent time outside in my garden, and watched the Giants lose three baseball games in a row.

However, I did make it out of my house into the outside world twice. I went and got groceries on Saturday, and today I went and got more plants for the garden as well as stopping by the local jeweler to get my ring repaired. And the time I did spend doing these things I realized something. There are a lot of women out there that should not be wearing Britney Spears inspired clothing when they are 30 plus years, and have an ass the size of a house!
Where do these people come from, do they only show up on long holiday weekends from the bad fashion sense town, and they decide to go on holiday to show off their bad fashions?? It is truly a frightening sight. I said to Satan as we were at one of our stops today, you know, I need to have more self esteem, as I look a lot better than most of these people, and I am covered up!! He agreed. Which he either felt obligated to do, or he does agree.

That is the extent of my weekend, not that exciting, or amusing, just eye opening on how many people need to start watching What Not To Wear, the best one to catch is the show on BBC America, not the one on TLC.

Attack of the 50 pound Dog....

It's Saturday morning, no alarm clocks to wake me up, I can sleep in as long as I want so I am sleeping zzzzzz...zzzzz...Then all of a sudden I have this searing pain ripping through my right nipple like it is being torn off, no its not Satan feeling horny, but my youngest dog standing with full force on my nipple...and she just stands there wagging her tail, wondering what I am shrieking about,, Satan rolls over and wants to know why I am screaming, as I am in so much pain I can't even get the dog off of me, and I can barely say the words,, dog,,,standing....on....nipple,,,,help...me....!!!! So finally he gets the dog off of me, and I think if I look down there will be this deflated breast, but no it is fine, just red, but fine...

So off to sleep I go again, this time I roll on to my stomach to make sure I am not stepped on again. My face is facing my dresser drawers, and off I go to the sleep zone again,,,,,,zzzzzzz.zzzzz....zzzzz....ok, what was that, did I just get kicked in the mouth? I must be dreaming,,,, wait there it is again, and this time I feel like it has drawn blood, what the fuck,,, my dog has jumped back up on the bed, this time she is sound asleep but her back end is facing me and she is having a dream, and her back foot is hitting me square in the mouth...what is it with this dog? Did I forget to feed her? Did I not play with her enough?? Where is this coming from? So now I am wide awake with a boob that feels like the size of a watermelon, and my mouth feels like I was just punched by a prize fighter. Only I can have a morning like this, especially on a Saturday at 8 in the morning.

However, I have recovered since this mornings attack. My boob is much better, and my mouth didn't swell up as I was expecting it, but will this little incident keep me from having my dog on the bed with me. Probably not. Why because I am a sucker for her cute little face when she looks up at me wanting a snuggle on the bed.

It's Friday I'm In Love...

Big HUGE fabulous Cosmic Love.

It has a nice ring to it. I heard someone say that yesterday as they were talking about finding the type of love they want. So I started to think how much we obsess about love.

Websters Dictionary describes love as: an intense affectionate concern for another person, an intense sexual desire for another person, a strong fondness or enthusiasm for something, a beloved person, often used as a term of endearment.

We also tend to take love for granted, and don't realize how much we are loved, until it disappears, then we are on that obsessive cycle again looking for it, longing for it, then we find it again, and then try and measure it like its not the love we were looking for, but its love, but then its not good enough love, we wanted something more than this love, but its still love. And then we take it for granted and the cycle starts again.

I myself over the last year have not been taking love for granted anymore. The most precious love you can have is with your mother, and my mother passed away last year, and the loss of that love was devastating. That love I will never find again. However it got me to seeing all the love that there is around me and how I need to appreciate it, and value it, because I will never know when it will leave again.

So yesterday when I heard big huge fabulous cosmic love, I straight away thought of my husband, and I am thankful he is in my life, and though we are not the over the top mushy couple, I know this is how he feels about me as well. We don't have to say it to each other, its just a feeling, a look, a smile, a laugh, and even a tear that lets us know that the big huge fabulous cosmic love is here with us.

But love does come in many forms, the unconditional love that my dogs have towards me and I towards them, the love I have for my sisters, the love I have for my friends, or just the shear fact of loving that it is Friday.

So if anyone is reading this, think of someone you love today, and don't for one second take them for granted, as one day that love will be gone, so make sure to create memories you will want to cherish, as those are the memories that will get you through the days when you need them the most.

I miss my mother everyday, but it is the memories of her love that keep me going. She would be 69 years old this month, so happy birthday to you mum where ever your soul is flying free, I still love you and hope where you are you are surrounded by all the love you gave while you were here on this earthly plane. As that definitely will be mega huge galaxy love!

Sephora till I drop

So happy it is friday tomorrow!! So happy I don't have to get up early for another meeting tomorrow!! Luckily management has taken pitty on us slaves to the grind that our conference call is at 9am tomorrow and not 4pm, so at least I can still be in bed for this one....


Went Sephora crazy today, went up and down every isle and tried nearly everything...there was this cute "boy" that was working there that kept asking if I needed any help, I say "boy", as if he was 18 and a day I would be amazed. And he was wearing the makeup too, so it made him look more cherub like. I was in there so long, I think cherub boy was about to start asking me about the products!!

So after my Sephora shopping spree ($120), I then procceed to buy yet more makeup at Cosmoprof (this is a wholesale store for cosmotologists). I couldn't help it. Sebastian's Trucco has there new fall colors out, and they have a really cool purple eyeshadow and a new liquid liner.

So in between my shopping festivities, I really did work. I had two meetings today with two of my accounts which went well.

And to end today, I also went climbing with Satan. He was late getting to the gym tonight, so we climbed fast for an hour, as we needed to get home to feed the girls, as they are so upset if we are late getting home and their dinner is late. Ghost (the husky/wolf) can be heard from the drive way howling!!