To those who celebrate...

Happy Easter! (Thanks, Mom!)

Topless bars everywhere!

I guess I'm not the only one!: Share your favorite topless story

I didn't know it was *that* kind of place!

Snippet from a conversation with a co-worker:

Me: "And then on Sunday I met up with my friends [read HomeGirls] for dinner at a really great tapas restaurant."

Co-worker: "A what? A *topless* restaurant?????" (with the amount of shock on her face that one would expect)

Me: "Yeah... a tapas restaurant. It's really good, have you never been?"

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Me: "Oh wait! T-a-p-a-s, tapas! Not topless!"

Need a pick-me-up?

Just click here. (sound warning... you really do want to hear it in all it's glory!)

PUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :-D

Delightful Date-Night

Handsome Hubby and I enjoyed a wonderful date-night last Saturday. It was so nice to get out of the house, away from the laundry and studying. We had some excellent mexican food at one of our fave restaurants. Handsome Hubby had the fajitas (of course) and I had a great shrimp dish with peppers, mushrooms, and other veggies over mexican rice. Yum, yum! Oh, and let me just say that fishbowl margaritas are a woooonderful thing! :-9

Afterwards, we stopped and rented a couple of movies (oh crap - just realized one is already overdue! Damn!). Since we don't have a tv, much less a dvd player in our bedroom, we decided to take advantage of the pull-out in our family room. Too fun! We just cuddled up and watched The Anchorman, but don't bother to ask me how it was! I passed out about 30 mins into the movie! But, I think Handsome Hubby liked it! :)

It was fun though. Just woke up the next morning, rolled outta "bed" and walked right into the kitchen; where I proceeded to make a yummy french toast breakfast! Double YUM! :-9 Who says I never cook? ;)

What's the "right life" for you?

"Oh, you're 26? Well, you look just old enough to be 18! You're really such a baby... So, are you married? No? Oh..." [followed by a face mixed with sympathy, pity, and just the slightest bit of judgement - or maybe not so slight...]

What's with that? How can I be just a baby, and yet should be married, have a house, and be working on the 2.5 kids? Recently this topic has come up a lot in my life, and the lives of my twenty-something (or older) friends. And then I'm sitting in a doctor's office, pick up the current Time magazine and find this essay (timing is so weird sometimes): The Bachelorette Who Set Us Free

Personally I do not get bombarded with the latter comments and facial expressions, as I am married. But that doesn't mean that I think it's ok, or that I'm not completely disgusted by it. From my own perspective, being a twenty-something who is married, have a house (well, a townhouse) and is contemplating the baby thing... it still sucks. I don't want to be the "one who did it right". Who said that? Certainly not me. If someone asked me 5 years ago where I'd be today, I never would have guessed I'd be here. And by being compared to me as the "one who did it right", that means that I am only valuable because of the fact that I'm married? What about the other accomplishments in my life? The fact that I went back to school? What about being an intelligent, hardworking, honest, caring, empathetic, loving woman?

Certainly, this is NOT to say that I don't appreciate what I have. I truly feel blessed to be as fortunate as I am to find my husband as early as I did... but what's with the judgement if that hasn't happened? I could very well be like many of my friends, and be a single twenty-something now. Would that make me less of a person?

Who are we to judge someone who isn't married? That we somehow know what the "right life" is for everyone else? Personally, I would never give myself that much credit!

People make comments about what "Sex and the City" has done for single women. While I don't doubt that it is better than it used to be, I think if you talk to a lot of single females now, they might tell you that there's much more to be done.

Shhhhhhhh!

Your head is pounding. The pain between your temples can only be described as a never-ending vice squeezing in on your brain... and there's no relief in site. But wait! You remember that you've got some migraine medicine in your vanity upstairs. Ahhh.... the anticipation of swallowing those two little white pills that will make the pain dissolve... But first you've got to make it up the stairs. Every step is like a trigger that makes the vice tighten more and more. And of course, making your way to the bathroom tiptoeing all the while in the dark because the slightest bit of light or sound will send your head spinning. And finally... you make it to that vanity!

You grab the bottle of little "magic" pills, but AHHH! It's a trick!!! 40 hard pills are pinging around within the hard plastic bottle and your head is sent spinning. It's like the maraca from hell! The sound sends you to the floor, struggling to rip the top of the bottle off. You battle with the childproof lid and finally pry it off as those magic little pills go flying across your bathroom. Hasn't someone realized by now that's a SERIOUS design flaw?? Despite the childproof lid, who packages a headache medicine in a container that just adds to the agony? Heeello??? Is no one thinking of the suffering-target-consumer here?

On your hands and knees in the dark, you finally find two pills to choke down as you make your way to the bed. You crawl in and pray that you'll just pass-out and wake up 10 hours from now to look back on all of this as just a bad dream.

E is for Excessive

What is it with e-mail accounts that I feel the need to have 5? Yes, 5. And yes, I *actively* use all 5 accounts. I sit down to check my email, and what should take 5 minutes takes way longer. But, don't get me wrong...each has it's own purpose. And yes, I know there is a simple solution to have email from all 5 accounts routed to one Inbox, but that just doesn't work for me. There are legitimate reasons why they are separate, and I feel they need to stay separate. No need to mix personal emails with work emails, etc. And so...here I am with 5 email accounts, whining away, but unwilling to change... don't ya just love it? Ha!

You can find me in da club

Last weekend I headed out with my HomeGirls to celebrate LawyerGirl's birthday... so into the city we went! We were supposed to visit several bars/clubs, but ended up settling into one place for the whole evening. And it turned out to be quite an educational experience, and so I feel I must share the Lessons of the Evening:

Lesson 1. A small, petite, 100 lb. nothin' HomeGirl, who only had cereal for dinner, is quite fun after a couple shots and some vodka!

Lesson 2. Don't assume there's a shelf behind that couch to put your purse on... it only leads to trying to convince cranky bouncers to help you out when it falls into the never ending black hole behind that same couch. Followed by those same bouncers proceeding to hit on your Girls all night long! Hello, do I owe you something?

Lesson 3. Some guys are just sketch... ladies should feel no fear with being bold. Just Say No! Holla!

Lesson 4. There ain't no shame in dancin' on a platform to some good ol' remixed 80's tunes!

Lesson 5. Orthopedic surgeons like to drink champagne, give ladies roses, and sometimes be slightly possessive. (Hey, did you know that "orthopedic" means it has to do with the bones??)

Lesson 6. Ahhh... yes.... reality sets in... 26 ain't the same as 21. How did it take 5 years to realize that?

Lesson 7. When the Chinatown bus says it's leaving at 3:30am, it really means it's leaving right as you get there... even when you're 5 minutes early! And, no, banging down the bus door ain't gonna do nuthin!

Lesson 8. There ain't nothin' like a night out on the town with my HomeGirls!!!

The Inspiration...

Isn't she "truly outrageous"?

Hmmm...

Do I really want to do this? I guess we'll see how it goes for a bit... stay tuned!