Living Life One Laugh @ A Time

During my lunch break at work today I scrolled through my Facebook news-feed, you know just the usual act of boredom, and found this e-card. This made me literally laugh out loud. I honestly 1) love these e-cards that I see daily (tons of these appear in my I-Photo library) and 2) love Emojis (they enhance every message).  I truthfully become mildly annoyed when I text someone without an I-Phone, because Emojis can not be used to enhance my conversation. Some of my funniest conversations via text message involve Emojis. I also find Jay-z's song "I Got 99 Problems" to be absolutely hilarious, so whenever I see something making fun of that jam I laugh (example: I got 99 cookies cause a bitch ate one, with a picture of Cookie Monster from Sesame Street). Overall this e-card, Emojis and Jay-z all helped me live life one laugh @ a time today and I hope this made you laugh too.

DaBomb.com List...#SouthOfNicks

   

 South of Nick's Restaurant in San Clemente, California brings absolute food joy to my life and belongs on my DaBomb.com List! Luckily it takes me 20-30 minutes to drive to South of Nick's, because if this restaurant were conveniently located down the street from my house I would weigh 300 pounds.

The atmosphere and decor of this Orange County gem, reminds me of a place you might find in Hollywood. The menu allows restaurateurs to experience Mexican fine dining or in my words, gourmet amazingness.

The pictures (via my I-phone) to the left display all my favorite items on the South of Nick's menu. Shrimp Taquitos by far the best shrimp dish ever put in my belly. The second picture shows the restaurants chips and the best-made fresh daily salsa accompanied by the amazing margaritas (the local Cadillac, my personal fave). Third you will see the most scrumptious desserts known as butter cake, which basically consists of butter and sugar, which performs food orgasms in my mouth...just sayin'. Lastly the bar holds a beer tap filled with ice, which makes the house Honey Blonde the perfect ice-cold glass of beer.

The pictures showcase my favorite items, but nothing purchased at South of Nick's will disappoint you. I discovered this place when my friend started working there and I could not imagine my life without eating this bomb food regularly. #South of Nick's is dabomb.com and you should tell all your friends...just sayin'.

Sharing Is Caring...#7LovelyLogics

7 Lovely Logic's

1. Make Peace with your Past so it doesn't spoil your Present.

2. What others Think of you is None Of your Business.

3. Time Heals Almost Everything, Give the Time, Some Time.

4. No one is the Reason of your Happiness Except You yourself.

5. Don't compare your Life with others, You have No idea what their journey is all about.

6. Stop Thinking too much, Its Alright not to know all the Answers.

7. Smile, you don't own all the Problems in the World.

(Truth Beckons aka Jacked from Facebook)

I really enjoyed reading this and wanted to share. Numbers 1, 2 and 3 I already practice. I would be lying if i said I did not need to work on the other numbers. I am working on them and try to remind myself of these "7 Lovely Logic's", when something I believe to be unmanageable occurs in my life. You should do the same...just sayin'.

Straight Ser?...#TeenMom/ #AWKWARD

 

I watched the season finale of “AWKWARD.” on MTV last night. I admit the humor of this show entertains me and I enjoyed both season one and two (I probably shouldn’t admit this to the world at my age, but whatever). “Teen Mom 1”, I viewed every episode, not going to lie about it. Sometimes I would watch “Teen Mom” and then right after start watching “AWKWARD.” and I found this to an ironic combination.

“Teen Mom”, follows real teenage moms. The purpose of the show, according to Dr. Drew, is to promote to MTV’s young audience to either wait to become sexually active or to always use protection. By watching a bunch a dramatic 18-year-olds raise their children, I feel the shows purpose may also be a scare tactic of how life might possibly suck to raise a kid so young. I mean I love my friend’s kids, but if you decide to perform the act of sex do it responsibly and be aware of the consequences.

“AWKWARD”, a fake sitcom on MTV, chronicles the life of an average girl who sleeps with a jock at her high school and their secret sexual relations. Then she involves herself in a love triangle with the jocks BFF. I believe the show probably depicts an average high school in America. Even the sarcastic humor and the shortening of words and abbreviations of phrases remind me of stuff I see on Facebook daily (to my age people it reminds me of a modern day “Clueless”, watch it if you want to know how growing up in the 90’s appeared).

I guess observing these two show concepts back-to-back, makes me wonder which message MTV really wants to promote.  “Teen Mom” attempts to stop the teen pregnancy epidemic in America. While the other promotes the sex sells concept and tells 16-year-olds that sleeping around in high school should be considered cool. Isn’t it ironic…don’t you think? As much as I love both shows (as an adult), I’m just sayin’ that MTV may be sending American teens mixed messages and I bet they may be adding to the list of applicants for the next season of “16 and Pregnant”.

Dance As If No One Is Watching...#CeeLoGreen

Our hotel bar provided karaoke at night. I mean some of the singers failed, while others actually legitimately could sing. As the alcohol flowed through the night the whole bar would be singing and dancing to every jam. My best friend and I found "F#$@ You", by Cee Lo Green, to be the best tune of the night. We sang and danced through the whole song as if no one was watching. Probably one of the highlights of my weekend included singing this song and many others with my bestie and her new family! Every time I hear this song from now on I will remember one of the most enjoyable weekends of my life.

Sexless In The Suburbs...#Weddings

 

I believe everyone searches for love daily. People say you shouldn’t look for love. Love will eventually find you, but the pursuit for love, I believe, might be deeply implanted into our souls. Americans truly remain incomplete until they find their best friend for life.

While in Las Vegas this past weekend, I experienced the joy of my best friend marrying her best friend and I felt overwhelmed by a million emotions. Weddings bring people and families together for an amazing time where love between to people is celebrated. All cultures share the dream for love and happiness.

I would be lying if one of the emotions I felt might be sadness, as a single almost 30-something female, weddings depress my life just a tad. Inside I wished that one day I would be as happy as my two friends appeared this past weekend. Just happy to say those two words…I do. As your friends slowly marry off, you start realizing how much you want the same thing out of life. To find someone that makes you so happy that you would actually commit to him or her for the rest of your life.

I remain single, because for the past 10-15 years my life in love falls into the epic fail category. Either I love them or they don’t love me. They love me and I don’t love them. Oh, you like me, what would your girlfriend think about this situation? The best might be mutual love between someone that ends and you wonder why you didn’t leave the unhealthy situation sooner, because you feel like you wasted time and lost out on possible opportunities for true love. Not to mention multiple times of dating random people that end with no love at all…fail.

Weddings make single people wonder when their number for love will be called out. The dancing, drinking and celebration of love leaves a single person wishing they could exit the epic fail building and fall madly in love…just sayin’.

Shout To My Peeps....#Stranger

 

I met the most amazing woman this weekend. I experienced a “Where am I?” moment, as my best friend, her fiancé, his best friend, and I roamed the streets of DLV (downtown Las Vegas). Our search for the building that holds the legal certificate of marriage suddenly turned into an epic fail. With the temperature outside at 100 degrees, my crankiness factor began to rise and the OC bitch in me demanded that we ask a local for directions, because roaming aimlessly no longer seemed like an option for my life.

We stumbled into a post office, because we felt it looked “governmenty” and found an amazing lady. “Excuse me, do you know where the Clark County building is located,” we asked the stranger. “No I don’t, but my husband might or if not I will find it on my phone,” she said. 

She literally helped us find our location and it took her a good 20 minutes. As we waited for her help I asked her, “My friends about to marry her best friend, any advice for her?” The lady looked up from her I-phone and said, “Laugh, love and let it go!”  Best advice ever. I felt that this little peace of advice not only applies to remaining faithful to someone for 20 plus years, but also should be applied to daily life struggles. 

I fell in love with a stranger, because she took 20 minutes to help my friend and left an impression on me by sharing great words of wisdom. We all should laugh, love and just let all the bulls@#$ go…just sayin’.

Shout Out To My Peeps...Sara/ #VegasWedding

   

"A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same. "- Elbert Hubbard

 My status this week thus far: MIA. Tomorrow I will be leaving on a jet plane to Las Vegas for my best friends wedding. Sara entered my life at the age of three and our friendship continued for the past 25 years. Today the excitement of my best friends wedding hit me and I look forward to celebrating her happy day.

The two of us may be an unlikely pair to most people. She moved to Arizona a few years ago. Rodeos, country music, cowgirl boots, guns, snow; she completely adopted a different way of life. She loves small town life and I rock more in a hustle and bustle type of flow. I like designer purses and sunglasses and would rather shoot off my left hand, then try to survive in a town where snow falls. On the outside we appear very different, but as the quote above says, we accept our differences and support each other no matter what. We will remain soul sisters forever (or BFF aka Best Friend Forever).

When I travel to Vegas I stay on the main strip (MGM, Monte Carlo, Treasure Island). I’ve made cameos at every popular Vegas nightclub. One of my friends from Orange County said she might attend the wedding, but only if she stayed separate on Las Vegas Blvd.'s main strip. Sara on the other hand enjoys old school Vegas. Downtown (better known as Fremont Street and where middle America ventures for sins-r-us) generally never lands on my list of things to do while I sin freely in one of my favorite towns.

So this weekend you will join me on an adventure to a land no OC biznatch travels to regularly. I probably will stick out like a sore thumb with my wardrobe alone. But I look at this experience as something new and interesting to add to my list of life happenings. 

Most of all, I'm totally stoked to experience Las Vegas for the first time with my best girl friend and to witness her marry her soul mate, Ben. My first Vegas wedding adventure begins when I land at 2:30 p.m. tomorrow. Stay tuned, it will be entertaining…just sayin’.

Dance As If No One Is Watching...#BrunoMars

 

I consider myself an independent person. I generally travel around solo hanging with different groups of people around Southern California. I definitely do not find it frightening to drive alone (I drove a 6-hour drive to Arizona by myself). This past weekend I traveled solo and my favorite thing about driving an hour or two alone would probably be listening to music. I sing jams out loud and forget that people may be watching me from their car in the next lane. While driving home today I decided to pop in my Bruno Mars CD and sang the whole playlist.

One of my favorite jams “Just The Way You Are”, blared from my speakers, and as I sang the song I thought about the lyrics. The only problem with this amazing song by the beautiful Bruno Mars may be that girls believe they need a man to sing this melody to them. After my last serious boyfriend, this song came out and I decided to sing the words to myself, “You are amazing just the way you are.”  I sang this to myself daily for a month and then once a week for about a year, I slowly began to believe the words that Bruno delivered to me at that right moment in my life when my self-confidence hit an all time low. One of the best things I ever did for myself and I highly recommend all girls practice this exercise at home. Once you believe the words of this classic song about yourself, the sooner everyone around you will begin to see you the same way. 

Don’t listen to “Just The Way You Are”, so much that you suddenly become a cocky biznatch. A happy medium between confident and humble should suffice. The general population accepts me, because I chose to finally accept myself and agree with Mr. Mars. Damn right I am amazing just the way I am. When you eventually realize all that’s great about you, most people around you start to think the same way and if they disagree with you’re outlook then f-them…just sayin’.

Saturday At #Target...Best Birth Control Ever

 

I may blog a lot about Target experiences. I honestly feel that Target may possibly be the best place on Earth, besides Starbucks, but now a Starbucks conveniently appears in a Target near you, so my love for Target continues. The best thing about Target might be the fact that after a trip there recently, I questioned if I ever want to give birth to a child. I love my friend’s kids, but I still might not see children as a necessity to my life.

One Saturday, I ran into Target for a Starbucks and to grab a few things. I looked around and all that appeared before me were 20 to 30 something year old couples with children.  And none of them seemed to be enjoying their Target experience and truthfully my normal trip to target was tainted. Kids crying as you walk through the doors, because their mom refused to buy them a freaking slurpee. Moms angrily yelling at Dads for purchasing the wrong brand of laundry detergent. Dads yelling at kids who are wrestling in the aisles. I seriously looked around and thought, “Target might be the best birth control ever…glad my life does not involve childhood chaos.”

Instead of making your kids watch a bunch of 16-year-old chicks, from the South, trying to raise babies on MTV, all parents should force their children to sit in a Target for 8 hours on a Saturday. I’m telling you legs would remain closed. Once teenagers realize that their life would be a day at Target for the next 18 years, I bet they might think twice about sex and its consequences. I mean if a trip to Target worked for me at 28, it more than likely will work as a form of birth control on a horny teenager near you…just sayin’.

Dance As If No One Is Watching...#JessieJ

This song shuffled it's way onto my i-Tune playlist, while I wrote tonight. When this song first came out I would play it at work and dance as if no one was watching (even though my coworkers observed). The song appears cheesy, but I think the message makes it pretty cool. I love dancing to this jam on Just Dance for Wii as well. Love, love this fun melody by Jessie J, it brings joy to my life. B.O.B. brings a little extra goodness to this track as well. Enjoy.

Sharing Is Caring...#MarilynMonroe

 

Marilyn Monroe, like my friend Tupac (refer to my first blog entry), still influences people with quotes she said when she graced the world with her presence. I jacked this picture from someone on Facebook and decided to make it my laptop background. It reminds me daily to embrace change. Life constantly throws us curve balls, but these things all happen for a reason to bring us to a better place eventually. People come and go from your life, but remembering what they taught you while they made a cameo in your life is all that matters. "You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself..." This part of the quote I do not agree with fully. I believe a select few people in our lives remain trustworthy, but you must always look out for yourself and be weary of certain people who tend to feed you bullshit. Otherwise, this quote helps me and I enjoy reminding myself that every event in my life happens to help make me a better version of myself for the future.

Sexless In The Suburbs...#OkCupid

 

I recently ventured back online to find Mr. Right. Ok Cupid, a free “dating app” for my I-Phone, displays a large selection of eligible bachelors for me to choose from. In the past year, I experienced three dates and text one guy a few times that never went anywhere. The text man ended, because before I even met the dude he began referring to me as “babe” (I rarely ever referred to my ex-boyfriend as babe, unless I tell you you’re my man, please don’t call me babe…thanks). One guy claimed to be 5’8” (shorter than me at 5’4”) and thought that growing up in Napa, partying with winery kids, and name-dropping made him cool. One guy actually showed some potential, but he clearly could not handle my blunt, sarcastic personality.

Many people attempt to message me, but I rarely reply. If the only picture on your profile displays you kneeled down next to a mini-frig filled with Coors Light, I may not reply. If your special interests include regular pub-crawls with your “homies”, I may not reply. If you cannot even hold a decent conversation through messaging, I may stop replying. 40-50 age group, sorry replying is not even an option, do not try to “hit” this, there is no interest in my life to be your young pretty girlfriend…good luck with that mid-life crisis. If you display pictures with half naked girls, I already imagined you cheating on me with a stripper, thanks for applying, but no thanks.

My online dating attempt apparently falls into the “epic fail” category. I honestly just do not see the point of sifting through a email box full of guys who actually chose to name themselves “goodkisser69” on a dating website. I would rather be single. I know at 28, the imaginary time clock may be a ticking time bomb for most people, but really I think I’m good.  Although I want to find someone to love, I think I would rather just wait for love to find me one day randomly on a trip to Starbucks or at a friend’s ugly Christmas sweater party…just sayin’.

Sexless In The Suburbs...Single Reminders: #SayYesToTheDress

 

Singleness haunts me on Friday nights, as I watch Say Yes To The Dress marathons on TLC and eat ice cream. I always work early Saturdays, so Friday nights I decide to torture myself.  I watch super annoying women spend thousands of dollars on a wedding dress (some of these gold diggers buy two $10,000 dresses for a one night event… that s@#$ cray). When my luck runs really high on a Friday night, I might actually witness a marathon of “Say Yes To The Dress: Bridesmaid Edition”, where I witness a bunch of spoiled bridesmaids fight over what dress they would purchase to wear in their best friend’s wedding.

The episodes where the girl shops with her father and he cries when she discovers she found “the dress” make me cry every time. I say to myself, “Why are you crying, it’s not like Oprah Winfrey just surprised 600 African kids with college educations (Oprah shows use to always make me cry).” I definitely become a sappy chick and I hate when I enter fairytale land, as a jaded realist, it cramps my style.

I pretty much commit single suicide every Friday night. Every other day of the week I try to accept my total singleness at almost 30, but Friday nights I become so engulfed in romance land, that I begin to feel sorry for myself. Generally I just let my friends and family express these sentiments of sorrow for me.

Last Friday night I sat down for my usual ritual and turned off the TV ten minutes into my guilty pleasure, that slightly depresses my life, and decided to no longer torment myself. I receive enough single reminders on Facebook daily. As I slowly watch every one I went to high school with end their single days, with notifications of default picture changes, which showcase them kissing their hubby while wearing the dress they said, “yes” to. I do not recommend that all the single ladies watch this show…just sayin’.

Straight Ser...? #DisneyFairytales

 

American girl's outlook on love may be slightly tainted thanks to Walt Disney. Maybe I can only blame myself. I believed that if a mermaid, with a singing lobster friend, could find a real man (or a prince) to love her, of coarse in real life love ended with “They Lived Happily After” all while singing "One Day My Prince Will Come". We straight ser believe this princess stuff and half of the female population dad’s reinforce this idea by referring to their daughters as Princess (some may even be self proclaimed princess’s).

From Childhood, girls believe love comes in the form of a fairytale and this may be true when you find “your prince charming”, but the road to finding that person more resembles the Tornado from the Wizard of OZ. Love hits you hard, fast, spins your a@# around, and you do not find Mr. Right at a grand ball where you wear glass slippers.

Most women spend the first 20-30 years of their life dreaming of the fairytale about the way love goes down (two words Note Book, there are even make-believe stories for adults). When you fall in love with someone, I admit the first stages pretty much resembles a fairytale throwing up inside you, but when you marry “your prince charming”, the wedding day does not involve a grip of singing mice making your dress. For some people love may be found easily during high school. For others finding love involves a global search for their prince charming (and after the wedding I bet grabbing him a beer, while he burps on the couch no longer makes him very charming).

The men in America do not live in castles in a land far away. Some may not even hold a door open for you these days.  I guess we all probably wind up creating our own version of what prince charming would be to us, but Disney straight ser creates a pretty difficult standard for men to live up to. Most girls will continue to dream of wearing a princess dress on their wedding day (I viewed enough Say Yes To The Dress episodes to know that). So I guess Disney will remain straight ser about love, while young girls continue to wear their favorite princess dress in public in hopes their prince charming will come. Just sayin'.

Sexless In The Suburbs...Why Are You Single?

“Why are you single?”…To put this bluntly, my answer to this question would be, “Honestly, I’ve yet to meet a guy recently that I actually want to spend a majority of my free time with!” My second reply to this question would be, “You just straight asked me why I’m single?” During every date I ventured on over the past year, the guy asked me this lame question.  Asking, "why are you single", on a date might possibly be a deal breaker, because this question should not be present in the dating world. I even hate when other chicks ask me and look at me with sad puppy eyes.

Another thing people generally assume, my friend says this to me every time I see him, “You are just too picky.” No, no I sincerely know what qualities I want in a man and I refuse to settle for less from now on. Most call this concept picky, I call it knowing “what the f@#$ I don’t want” and knowing exactly what I need to keep me happy in a long-term relationship.

When you start dating someone, you need to keep all the items on your personal lists in the front of your mind. I refer to the list with the curse word at the beginning of all courtships these days. Singleness plagues my life, because I choose to be single at this time. The word picky,in my opinion, describes superficial reasons one chooses to be single. Committing to one person requires a lot of time, energy and I better love at least 95% of that person or throw in the towel and keep to stepping. (You need to enjoy this person so much that you find their incessant snoring cute…straight ser). Each person you encounter of the opposite sex (or same which ever way you flow) during your life helps create the lists of positive qualities you need and the negative characteristics you refuse to ever put up with again.

I’m just sayin’…what one calls picky, I call being older and wiser. Knowing what I want and what f#$% I don't want. That ladies and gents' answers why I remain single and sexless in the suburbs at almost 30.

Shout Out To My Peeps...Taylor

   

Taylor works with me, but he came into my life about a year ago through a mutual friend. I always new he aspired to be a musician, but never saw him live until last week. I attended his show at the House of Blues in Anaheim, CA and it really inspired me. Seeing him on stage in his creative element really made me glad I started my blog and my journey to follow my dreams like Taylor does with his music career. Creative people rock and so does Taylor and his band Kid At Heart. Check out the video above and "Like" my friends band on Facebook. http://www.facebook.com/kidatheartband

Shout Out To My Peeps...Kim

I work with Kim. She may be the nicest person in the world. One day I attended one of her music gatherings that she enjoys putting together and seeing her in a more creative environment truly helped me launch my blog. Seeing people follow their dreams inspires me.  She is an amazing composer and singer. She also started a nonprofit group that helps unsigned musicians get exposure by organizing concerts. Check out the video above and her website TransatlanticOrchestralProductions.com. Hope you love this little jam as much as I do. I'm a sucker for a good love song.

Dance As If No One Is Watching...#KinaGrannis

I find myself on YouTube solely to search for music and the lyrics of songs I love. I am happy that people take the time to create videos that showcase pictures, the lyrics and the songs I love. The lyrics of songs tend to be what connect us to them. I may be rather jaded towards love, but like all girls I love myself a great love song. Kina Grannis, "Together", showcases a girl with an amazing voice and makes me want to dance and sing as if no one is watching.

Where Am I Moments...Santa Ana, CA

Growing up in the OC, my life tends to be pretty protected from the dangers of the world. I love living in Orange County, because I feel safe walking to my car alone at night. I attended college in Los Angeles and traveled most of the state of California, so I’m not naive to the way things go down in other cities. I also would not consider myself someone who remains ignorant. I went to college and enjoy learning about other cultures. Since I live in safe land though, I find myself in certain areas asking…where am I?

Recently I ventured to North County, which differs from South County. Normal working class and middle class people live in North County. The same types of people reside in South County, but they remain covered by the medias hype over the minority of well-off plastic people. When bad things happen in South County no one talks about them, all the crime stays on the down low. In North County people place nicknames on cities, “Anacrime” (Anaheim, CA the home of Disneyland) and Garbage Grove (Garden Grove, CA), for example. I still feel safe when I travel 20 minutes North on the 5 Freeway, but people seem more open about the illegal things that occur there.

The other night I found myself driving down Harbor Blvd. in Santa Ana. (People who live in Orange County know that, like Hollywood and Vine, if your life brings you to the point of needing to pay for sex one would venture to Harbor in Santa Ana.) I saw a possible man dressed in a woman’s sparkly dress roaming the streets, thought to myself “I saw a hooker”, and I asked my friend…where am I? Living in my bubble, I forgot hookers roam the streets at night a couple miles up the freeway from me. In South Orange County I know people secretly pay for sex, but they are hooking on Craigslist. In North County they straight hook live and in person.

Where am I moments make you grateful for the life your parents provided. Thankful life never made you turn to allowing people to pay you for sex as a career option. The many realities of life you witness, which illustrate the unfortunate life decisions people make based on a need for money to survive daily. I look at these women without judgment and more with hope they realize, as woman, they deserve a better life one day.

Shout Out To My Peeps...Erin

 My friend Erin inspired me to start my blog. After planning her own wedding and loving the process, she decided to randomly start a blog. At the beginning she would post ideas for wedding décor and pictures of things she adored. She actually gained quite a following from this venture and actually appeared in a few wedding magazines as a favorite blog. Wedding related companies even paid to advertise on her blog. Also some of her followers loved Erin’s creative ideas enough to request she plan the most important day of most women’s lives…their wedding. Erin truly inspired me to start a blog of my own and start following my dream to be creative by writing. She now started a new project Edisen Supply Co. Check this lovely site out run by an awesome woman who deserves a shout out for helping me pursue my dreams.  http://www.edisensupplyco.com/

Living Life One Laugh @ A Time

This makes me laugh and could possibly fit under my subject "Living Life As A Hormonal B-Word". This picture illustrates what all women do...just sayin'.

Sharing Is Caring...Quote

"Life is about laughing and living in good and bad times. Getting through whatever comes our way and looking back with a smile."

I recently experienced a two month period of life constantly throwing me one bad thing after another. When it rains it pours, as I enjoy saying. I honestly told people they should be happy to still hear me laughing (seriously life became pretty craycray). Laughing and still waking up everyday to show up for life helped. All the great friends, family, and coworkers life delivered to me also made things manageable. Also, taking bad experiences as life lessons rather than negative happenings in my life made everything a tad bit easier. Just keep laughing, as long as you continue to make good times all the time, life and the curve balls thrown at you never turn out to be quite bad...just sayin'.

Straight Ser...? Honey Boo Boo

 I truthfully think TLC broadcasts some quality shows that inspire people. Unfortunately though, some of the popular reality shows about average Middle American’s bring laughter to my life, but leave me asking if TLC is straight ser? America eats up all the bad stuff and our viewership allows people like Honey Boo Boo to earn more money a year as a toddler in a tiara than I currently earn annually as a college graduate…WTF mate?

Here Comes Honey Boo Boo, on TLC, showcases a southern family in their natural habitat. I watched a few episodes and realized I no longer need to watch the rest of TLC’s reality shows, because Honey Boo Boo and her family encompass half of TLC’s shows into one.  Honey Boo Boo’s five minutes of fame started when she appeared on “Toddler’s In Tiaras”.  America thought this southern child needed her own show and found her hilariously adorable. I personally full-heartedly find her to be annoying and she should be immediately removed from television. No Honey Boo Boo, I do not feel it to be necessary for my life to purchase the ring back tone of you saying, “You Betta Redneck-a-nize”…I’m good!

Her mother could appear on TLC’s show, “Extreme Couponing”. Viewers journey to the Piggly Wiggly to observe how this woman turns three carts of food (the family does not need) into a $23.99 bill. Honey Boo Boo’s mother like all the other extreme couponers in the middle of no-where literally turn their garage into a Costco where everything a person needs comes in bulk. She might want to save the $23.99 for the future instead of buying 10 tubes of toothpaste with a triple coupon that her family does not need. I bet 179 tubes already appear in their garage that doubles as a food bank…just sayin’. I even believe one of the teenage daughters may be pregnant, but I refuse to bring MTV and Sixteen and Pregnant into this equation (that show deserves a whole other separate post).

I proclaim myself to be a reality television show viewer. I minored in Sociology during college and I watch it for pure analysis of the different characters and social behaviors America becomes addicted to. I mean lucky for Honey Boo Boo she struck out into the limelight in the middle of reality television-palooza. Seriously people watch the show once in order to understand my passionate annoyance with the success of this show, but instead of wasting your time watching this reality show disaster read a book (Smart Women Finish Rich for example...just sayin’).

Dance As If No One Is Watching...Jim Hanft

While blogging at Starbucks I heard Jim Hanft's lovely voice sing "Kerosene" over the sound system and felt compelled to share the song with all my peeps. Hope you enjoy this tune.

Sexless In The Suburbs...The OC Dating Scene for Normies

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If anyone lives in Orange County, California you understand how dating might be complicated for me in the physical sense. I think of myself as a fairly attractive woman and I try to remain confident. Like most OC-dwellers I spent half my life on a diet and I understand the pressure of perfection. Unlike a majority of OC-dwellers though, I will be the first person accepting an invitation to a trip to all-you-can-eat Korean BBQ with my coworkers. One day I woke up, embraced my curvy body and decided to compromise with my imperfections (I love food like a fat kid, so my half watch what I eat, half eat whatever I want lifestyle works for me). 

If you don’t live in the famous OC let me explain how people roll in this hood. Borderline perfection lives among us. The latest Botox injections freeze women faces allowing no one to age. Honestly, moms with 3 kids look better than I do at 28 due to thousands of dollars of plastic surgery. I know the average 16 year old horn-dog guy would sleep with most MILF’s instead of me, I learned to accept my normalcy even though I would be lying if I didn’t find these circumstances annoying. The Real Housewives of Orange County to me paints a pretty fantastic picture of the kind of competition that surrounds me in the dating pool. Normal people dwell among us, but they are hard to find amidst the crowd made of plastic (I mean that figuratively and literally).

I’m just sayin’, dating in Orange County possibly may be harder for me then it might be for Botox Bitch. Physical attractiveness is a major part of California “culture”. I personally refuse to stop eating or paralyze my face in order to fit in.  Also though, the men who reside in the OC look better than me, take longer to ready themselves for outings, and generally seek out Botox Bitch to full-fill their trophy wife dreams. Singleness plagues my life truthfully, because I wouldn’t date anyone with an “Orange County” mentality on physical appearance, which makes dating in OC extremely complicated for me. Thus I remain sexless in the suburbs of California.

Dance As If No One Is Watching...Postal Service

Blogging at Starbucks and this little jam shuffled it's way through my i-Tunes playlist. Postal Service, "Such Great Heights", an oldie yet still a goodie. Makes me want to dance as if no one is watching.

DaBomb.com List..."Smart Women Finish Rich"

“It’s not what we learn that makes a difference in our lives, but what we do with what we learn,” David Bach.

David Bach’s book, “Smart Women Finish Rich”, is probably the best gift I have received in awhile and is the first item to appear on dabomb.com list. Instead of forcing college students to learn college algebra, we should force them to learn about financial planning for the future by reading this amazing book! The economic problems for American’s these days are their issue with over spending and creating debt that leaves them “poor” even when they are technically “rich”.

I may write about this book more as I continue to read it, but seriously, I don’t care if you are 16 or 52, every woman should read this and realize the value of the dollar. So far the most important exercise has been deciding the value I place on money. My “Values Ladder”, as Bach refers to it, has helped me see that I don’t want to be rich for material reasons, but for FREEDOM! Having your finances in order, living debt free and having money in the bank allows you to have one less thing to stress out about in life. With less financial stress you are then ultimately able to gain freedom and pursue your dreams. GO BUY THIS BOOK NOW! It’s dabomb.com…I’m just sayin’!

 P.S. If you are married they even have "Smart Couples Finish Rich"...You should already be at Barnes and Noble...just sayin'.

Dance As If No One Is Watching...FUN.

I honestly LOVE. FUN. I bought "Some Nights" at Target and the whole album is good (I am a firm believer in paying for music still and supporting good musicians). I even love their song "We Are Young" still, because it makes me happy, even though I know the radio made most of America want to shoot themselves if they hear it one more time...just sayin'. A main reason that I heart this group so much, is their close resemblance to Queen, which is one of my favorite bands ever. The song above came into my life just when I needed it and really helped me. The version I posted is the acoustic version, which shows their raw talent. I suggest buying the entire CD or the version of this song from the CD off i-Tunes, because it is not only uplifting, but it also makes you want to sing at the top of your lungs as you drive down the street. This song makes me want to dance as if no one is watching...just sayin'.

Welcome and Big-Up's to 2-Pac!

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“You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could’ve, would’ve happened…or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the f@#$ on.” – Tupac Shakur.

Mr. Tupac Shakur (RIP) was a great musician and entertainer. There have been many moments in my life where I can remember jammin’ to him with my friends to, “To Live and Die in LA”. My friend and I still have weekly conversations about Tupac (no lie, she hearts him). In his short life in my opinion he was capable of leaving an imprint on people’s lives. Apparently at some point he said the quote above. It’s amazing how life helps you stumble across quotes, sayings, or songs that really speak to you. Words that help you recover from a situation that life hands you. That special quote that opens your heart to heal and helps you move the f@#$ on and get over it. This man is still influencing my life 16 years after his death, its cool to think that certain people can inspire so many others with their words, songs and creativity, it’s at least something I aspire to do.

            Now for why this quote helped my life and brought me to this blog I’m about to start. I believed I found the man of my dreams. The guy everyone refers to as “the one”. Long story short, the guy broke my heart. I cried my eyes out, ate a lot of ice cream, and like everyone who has experienced heartbreak, thought my life would never be the same without Mr. Heartbreaker. I dwelled a lot on what went wrong in this weird situation I found myself in, because this person actually helped me figure out a lot about life and myself. The heartbreak hotel I stayed at for too long started to stop me from pursuing my dreams. I realized we all experience love that doesn’t work out. One day, when I entered the final stage of recovering from my addiction to Mr. Heartbreaker, I Googled, “Moving On Quotes” and came across the one above and said to myself, “Amen Mr. Tupac, you’re right, it didn’t work out…get the f-over it”(I sadly thoroughly enjoy bad words, so the f-word really added a special touch).

            So now I’m here starting a blog, which is what I have wanted to do for the past two years. Sometimes heartache can help you learn what’s important in life. The most important thing I think is to always do what you love to do even if you never become successful from it. Life is to short to worry about what didn’t work out in the past. It is what it is until it isn’t. I am trying to no longer let the stresses of life let me forget what makes me truly happy.

            With this blog I’m going to share my life with people. Being single and almost 30, how getting older makes you wiser, about pop culture, things that make me laugh, and anything that helps me make it through life. I hope that things I write about inspire you, make you laugh, and help you look at life differently. Welcome to “Styna: Just Sayin’ ”, the blog.