Everyone has 'hidden' moments of fun. Some of us sing in the shower, others talk to themselves in mirrors or act out scenes with imaginary people, and most of us do the funniest things while were alone and talking on the phone.
I caught myself jumping on the bed today while I was on the phone.. the person on the phone asked if I was okay because I sounded like I was out of breath and so I of course stopped, looked down at the bed and told them to hang on for a minute so I could giggle.
I have a lot of these 'moments' though that apparently more people know about than I would like! For instance, I do talk to myself when I'm trying to make a decision. Not on big decisions or anything, just those long ridiculously hard and aggravating decisions like what slushy flavor I want or what to wear.
I also sing and dance and scream in my car. Sometimes I yell at random drivers until I start laughing. Its a GREAT stress reliever. I know, I'm weird. but if you're reading this (and I was the one who personally told you about it) then you definitely already know that.
On a side note, I have weird friends and family who I wouldn't trade for the world.. and that helps my oddity.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Grocery Store Heels
I'm a slacker when it comes to writing I know.
So to catch you up on my crazy life- I did a photo-shoot and red carpet event for a Nigerian designer and decided it would be a good idea to bring the boyfriend with. The event began at 10 and lasted till 5am, so for safety reasons (and he looks hot all dressed up)- walking around Manhattan streets alone didn't seem like the best of ideas & I added an RSVP.
The event was insane. people here are insane. I saw a guy in a speedo and bodypaint dressed up as an Avatar get on the subway and no one even looked up. Anyhoo- the b/f was mistaken for a model by a MUA and the designer asked him to wear one of her ties and do a look-book shoot and rep her at the event. So now we're thinking about getting him into modeling legitly. : ) which I would love! We got to shoot together once and it was way super fun!
So now that were caught up with the super exciting thoughts I have one of those Ang moments recurring in my head like a bad 3 stooges clip...over and over.
I was running errands- going to the post office, store, and bank today. I spent a half hour looking for my bank in this town! It's imaginary and I have a newly formed grudge against googlemaps. It was NOT my lack of sense of direction.
So after not finding it I was pretty aggravated and stopped at the store to finish my errands. I was walking pretty fast and I saw a man I knew from the gym. Well I got nervous I guess because I was in a hurry- wearing six inch heels and dressed up- not in gym wear by any means- and I knew I would hear about it if he saw me. So I hid. I was in the front of the store by the checkout and I crouched all the way down pretending to look at candy or something. I guess I waited a little too long to get back up and finally I hear, "miss? are you ready to check out?" I jumped up..too fast..fell on my butt..and looked up to see the cashier in front of me with a concerned face AND the man behind me that I had been praying wouldn't see me. He laughed and said that I must not be used to heels.
HAH. what a sucker. and my face still turns red as a tomato when I get embarrassed. which makes me even more embarrassed.
So to catch you up on my crazy life- I did a photo-shoot and red carpet event for a Nigerian designer and decided it would be a good idea to bring the boyfriend with. The event began at 10 and lasted till 5am, so for safety reasons (and he looks hot all dressed up)- walking around Manhattan streets alone didn't seem like the best of ideas & I added an RSVP.
The event was insane. people here are insane. I saw a guy in a speedo and bodypaint dressed up as an Avatar get on the subway and no one even looked up. Anyhoo- the b/f was mistaken for a model by a MUA and the designer asked him to wear one of her ties and do a look-book shoot and rep her at the event. So now we're thinking about getting him into modeling legitly. : ) which I would love! We got to shoot together once and it was way super fun!
So now that were caught up with the super exciting thoughts I have one of those Ang moments recurring in my head like a bad 3 stooges clip...over and over.
I was running errands- going to the post office, store, and bank today. I spent a half hour looking for my bank in this town! It's imaginary and I have a newly formed grudge against googlemaps. It was NOT my lack of sense of direction.
So after not finding it I was pretty aggravated and stopped at the store to finish my errands. I was walking pretty fast and I saw a man I knew from the gym. Well I got nervous I guess because I was in a hurry- wearing six inch heels and dressed up- not in gym wear by any means- and I knew I would hear about it if he saw me. So I hid. I was in the front of the store by the checkout and I crouched all the way down pretending to look at candy or something. I guess I waited a little too long to get back up and finally I hear, "miss? are you ready to check out?" I jumped up..too fast..fell on my butt..and looked up to see the cashier in front of me with a concerned face AND the man behind me that I had been praying wouldn't see me. He laughed and said that I must not be used to heels.
HAH. what a sucker. and my face still turns red as a tomato when I get embarrassed. which makes me even more embarrassed.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Chicken.. and things
Chicken sometimes grosses me out.
I grew up semi-vegetarian with vegetarian parents and semi-animal rights lovers. They made me watch one of those horrifying videos that show how the chickens are kept, killed, and processed so that I could make an "educated decision"...well ignorance is BLISS.
So now cutting up chicken makes me hallucinate sometimes. I see the chicken die all over the cutting board or I start thinking I see bone pieces and guts from how they killed it. Which is awful and will RUIN your appetite right off. (great dieting tip btw).
I was cutting up chicken for terriyaki and potatoes (which you should NEVER buy in the huge bags no matter how much cheaper it is than the little ones... unless you own a potato gun or like potato soup) and it happened to me. So first I zoned out and stared at the chicken..completely grossed out, AND then THE SONG popped in my head and I laughed. I don't wanna be a chicken. I don't wanna be a duck. So I shake my butt. na na na na na na...
It has been a long few days.. I'm contemplating buying the b/f a gorgeous suit for this weekend. He's being my escort for a show, shoot, and party this weekend. (pretty sweet huh? :p )..
On the other side of things.. that strawberry cake I made the other day is still not gone and still tempting me like crazy. I decided for every piece I ate I would drink two glasses of water, and my piece sizes are super little! So its between peeing a ton and eating yummy food..
Well I am off to go get new windshield wipers! One flew off... might have been going a little too fast..
I grew up semi-vegetarian with vegetarian parents and semi-animal rights lovers. They made me watch one of those horrifying videos that show how the chickens are kept, killed, and processed so that I could make an "educated decision"...well ignorance is BLISS.
So now cutting up chicken makes me hallucinate sometimes. I see the chicken die all over the cutting board or I start thinking I see bone pieces and guts from how they killed it. Which is awful and will RUIN your appetite right off. (great dieting tip btw).
I was cutting up chicken for terriyaki and potatoes (which you should NEVER buy in the huge bags no matter how much cheaper it is than the little ones... unless you own a potato gun or like potato soup) and it happened to me. So first I zoned out and stared at the chicken..completely grossed out, AND then THE SONG popped in my head and I laughed. I don't wanna be a chicken. I don't wanna be a duck. So I shake my butt. na na na na na na...
It has been a long few days.. I'm contemplating buying the b/f a gorgeous suit for this weekend. He's being my escort for a show, shoot, and party this weekend. (pretty sweet huh? :p )..
On the other side of things.. that strawberry cake I made the other day is still not gone and still tempting me like crazy. I decided for every piece I ate I would drink two glasses of water, and my piece sizes are super little! So its between peeing a ton and eating yummy food..
Well I am off to go get new windshield wipers! One flew off... might have been going a little too fast..
Sunday, October 3, 2010
a self frosting cake..
Today was a great day to start. My boyfriend came back from out of town and we spent the day together. My cheeks almost hurt from smiling so much!
We were hanging out looking at Porsche Boxters and other fabulous cars he wants for Christmas (no we are not crazy rich..just crazy.) and I was nonchalantly giving him a backrub. He is not at all a hairy guy- well except for the beautiful locks of Greek godlike black hair on top of his head, but he gets these random long hairs (usually only one at a time) on his back. and I would never ever point these out except that he found a mole on my side since like the second day we met (at the pool) and named it Herman! So anyways.. he had one of those hairs a few weeks ago and I not so secretly named it Gretchen. So when I saw one today..I kind of talked to it in my head, said Hi gretchen, and then flicked over it with my hand. That made me laugh.. : )
The other moment of the day was when I was frosting a cake today.. no it was not a holiday or birthday or special occasion..we were just hungry. I hate icing cakes.. crumbs always get mixed in and the finished result is bumpy and odd so I pour tons of sprinkles on it to compensate. We had no sprinkles today and I was super extra careful and had almost the whole cake covered in yummy cream cheese icing. Then, it happened, I spun around to look at something and a HUGE glop of frosting slung out of the can.
I watched it falling through midair and figured it was over. It would either make a big mess all over the stove (not the best place to frost a cake I know) or mess up my beautiful frosting job. It landed on the cake. PERFECTLY landed on the cake. in the ONE spot I missed. I'm aware it sounds impossible or like I was on something but it smoothed itself out! The cake literally finished frosting itself. and it made me giggle.
Highlights of My day:
Boyfriend came back!
Spent quality time together : )
He put LED colored lights in the MINi and I love it!!
The cake
He brought back our adventure box which is incredibly cute
Heard from family : )
studying personal training and exercises for work
We were hanging out looking at Porsche Boxters and other fabulous cars he wants for Christmas (no we are not crazy rich..just crazy.) and I was nonchalantly giving him a backrub. He is not at all a hairy guy- well except for the beautiful locks of Greek godlike black hair on top of his head, but he gets these random long hairs (usually only one at a time) on his back. and I would never ever point these out except that he found a mole on my side since like the second day we met (at the pool) and named it Herman! So anyways.. he had one of those hairs a few weeks ago and I not so secretly named it Gretchen. So when I saw one today..I kind of talked to it in my head, said Hi gretchen, and then flicked over it with my hand. That made me laugh.. : )
The other moment of the day was when I was frosting a cake today.. no it was not a holiday or birthday or special occasion..we were just hungry. I hate icing cakes.. crumbs always get mixed in and the finished result is bumpy and odd so I pour tons of sprinkles on it to compensate. We had no sprinkles today and I was super extra careful and had almost the whole cake covered in yummy cream cheese icing. Then, it happened, I spun around to look at something and a HUGE glop of frosting slung out of the can.
I watched it falling through midair and figured it was over. It would either make a big mess all over the stove (not the best place to frost a cake I know) or mess up my beautiful frosting job. It landed on the cake. PERFECTLY landed on the cake. in the ONE spot I missed. I'm aware it sounds impossible or like I was on something but it smoothed itself out! The cake literally finished frosting itself. and it made me giggle.
Highlights of My day:
Boyfriend came back!
Spent quality time together : )
He put LED colored lights in the MINi and I love it!!
The cake
He brought back our adventure box which is incredibly cute
Heard from family : )
studying personal training and exercises for work
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