*ignores the fact that i haven’t posted in two weeks even though i had every intention to. also ignores the fact that all of the posts i had written in my head are long forgotten so we’ll just pick it up from here.
How was everyone’s Thanksgiving? Mine was super chill, filled with family, food and football. SO. MUCH. FOOTBALL. I love to complain, as we all know, but I also have a lot to be thankful for this year. I’ll list some because, why not? You don’t have to only feel gratitude on the last Thursday of November. The last Wednesday works also.
new music from bruno mars – I’ll admit – at first listen I was a little disappointed in 24k Magic. Why? Well, first of all, it’s only 9 songs. WE’VE WAITED 4 YEARS, BRUNO. Second, I love a Bruno ballad and, for me, there isn’t one on this record. Versace on the Floor comes close, but meh. After giving it a few good listens, I’ve come around to it and am really feeling the 70’s/90’s vibe. In reality, I’ll take pretty much anything that pint size Polynesian (he’s not even Polynesian, but he’s from Hawaii and it’s alliterative; it works. he’ll forgive me, i’m sure.) puts out.
this little face-
I want to bite it, ice cream and all.
kris jenner- hear me out. I never paid any attention to the Kardashians until one lazy Sunday afternoon when I fell head first into a Kardashian marathon. Do I think some things they do/say are ridiculous? Sure. Can I stand Scott’s “Lord” phase? Absolutely not. However, it’s like those anti-smoking commercials – you don’t want to watch but you can’t look away. I’ve chalked it up to this – I’m an only child and, quite frankly, sibling relationships fascinate me. Is that weird? Like I care. Anyway, without Mama K, there would be no Kardynasty.
the men and women in uniform – military, police, fire department, sanitation- anyone who keeps me and my loved ones healthy and safe, I’m all about them. I’ve said it before but it’s worth saying it again – they do jobs every day that I couldn’t handle for an hour.
people who are nice to receptionists at the doctor’s office – *ahem* they just make the day easier and more pleasant.
this blog- if you’ve been here for a while, you know that I started this blog because I needed to start something and see it through to the finish. I needed to find a passion. Thankfully, I kept with it and can say that it worked. I love writing on here, taking pictures for my posts, being part of the blogging community. It might not seem like it, especially when I take two week plus breaks for no reason, but I truly love this, being here with you guys.
I’m grateful for all of these things and so much more. like, tons more.
This is a quick, impromptu post. I’m trying a new approach to blogging, that being when I’m really riled up (good or bad) about something, I’m going to try my best to come on here and unload/celebrate. This probably won’t last too long, but it sounds good, right?
Today I’m unloading. I’m pissed. And it has nothing to do with the election. Apparently., my director has made some comments about me when I’m not at this job. I found out that she has called me incompetent and has questioned “how someone with a college degree doesn’t know to do XYZ” What is XYZ? Well, in this case, it seems to be not returning a folder to her office.
Let me tell you something about my college degree. If you ask me, it is and has been TOTALLY wasted being here. Every time I try to do something the least bit out of the box, it gets rejected. I’ve applied for jobs all over this campus and all over this building. I could almost bet my next 15 paychecks that my big boss (the one over the Director) has put the kabosh on all of them. Not to mention, a job that I applied for and wasn’t even interviewed for because I didn’t have my Master’s (which is a whole other story), eventually went to the laziest, rudest, out of touch, moron I’ve ever met.
I know, I know. I sound bitter and maybe I am, but, jobs and interviews and all that crap aside, I am not incompetent. I am not stupid and I can run rings around both the Director and the Assistant Director. God, i sound cocky. i’m not, just trust me on this one.
Also, the folder did not get returned to her office because I was busy working an event, just like everyone else. When it was done, I was tired, just like everyone else. So I went home, just like everyone else. The only difference was that I had the next day off. It’s not my issue that you can’t handle the staff helping each other out by doing things like returning folders or whatever. NOT. MY. ISSUE.
Leave my degree out of this. It’s been through enough. Unless you want to pay for another one. That’s the one you can talk shit about.
Meanwhile, or maybe to prove my wasted degree point, I was asked to come in on my day off to prepare the department’s Christmas cards. Why? I’m the “only one” who knows how to do the labels. You know, make them straight and whatever.
I opted to take them home and get them done, this way I don’t have to put on pants or brush my hair. win/win.
What’s irking you today? Sorry for the job rant. I really don’t like talking about this nonsense on here because 1)everybody hates their job sometimes, 2) everybody has that one co-worker/boss.
I’m the type of person who copes with things by trying to move past them as quickly as possible, yet wind up usually obsessing/overthinking the situation. Then I get annoyed and overwhelmed and can’t stand thinking/talking/ hearing about whatever it is. Then I get riled up again and they cycle continues.
Right now I’m in the annoyed and overwhelmed stage of the election. I’m not going to talk much about it because I physically and mentally can’t. I just don’t want to. I’m disappointed in the people who voted for Trump for the sole reason that”he isn’t Hillary”. I’m disappointed in the people who didn’t vote. I’m disappointed in the Trump supporters who won’t stop berating and belittling anyone who doesn’t agree with them. I’m just disappointed in the whole situation. On both sides. It’s a lot to take in. It’s a lot to handle.
My mom compared this win to when the Mets win a game or two, especially against the Yankees. This might not mean much to a non-New Yorker but believe me, it’s the perfect analogy. Yankee fans get a bad rep. They’re pompous, they’re mean, they’re arrogant. This (not pompous, not mean, not arrogant) Yankee fan can tell you, the first time or two,you brush it off but after that, it’s hard to hear what a piece of shit you are and how you need to suck up your loss. Like we’re not allowed to be sad for our team, but yours got lucky once and no one will hear the end of it.
Don’t get me wrong, I know there are people who are happy with the outcome. That’s fine. Celebrate! Feel good! But don’t make me feel bad for feeling bad. And don’t tell me to “shut up and get over it”. Don’t be ugly, the world is ugly enough.
I think I’ve gotten off course. My point is, it’s been a looooooong election season. And FOR THE LOVE OF GOD:
I was going to do a regular “I’m alive, just lazy” posts but then I saw a coffee date post and I figured that would be more fun than just me saying how busy I am except we all know that’s a lie.
So, wanna go for cawfee?
If we went for coffee, I’d need you to leave judgment at the door. I mean, if we hang out in general, you shouldn’t bring it with you either, but more so if we’re doing coffee because I hate small talk so if something is bothering me, I’m jumping right in. Because of this, I need to know that I can say what I need to say and you’ll answer/give me advice and then we’ll move on. You won’t go home and call all your friends and tell them that I’ve lost my mind.
That being said, if we went for coffee, I’d tell you that I was disappointed in the Impractical Jokers Nitro Circus Live Finale. I’d also say that I really like that show and how I’m already counting down to February when it comes back for season 6. I’d also tell you about my big, stupid, multiple heart eye emoji crush on Sal, i mean if you haven’t guessed from reading my last few posts. And how I’m still not totally over not meeting him at the comedy show last month.See why I need you to leave your judgment at the door?
I’d complain that this is why I’m single, forgetting momentarily that I’m not alone in that boat. I’d whine that all I want right now is someone to get excited over and for that person to get excited over me. Then I’d probably get self-conscience and change the subject.
We’d figure out what TV shows we have in common and then dissect them. Like, what the heck is going on with The Mindy Project? Did Danny even really exist? Where did he go? And how good is This Is Us? I know, amazing.
I’d ask if it was just me or is the Christmas push a little ridiculous this year? Hallmark started their all-Christmas movies, all the time before Halloween, Sirius already turned the Love station to Holly, the (sad) commercials are coming back. Did I miss something? I love Christmas, but pretty soon we’ll be decking the halls in August, if not sooner.
Speaking of Christmas, the holiday section at Target has the prettiest/cutest wrapping paper. I’d tell you how I want to buy all of it but in actuality, I’m probably getting everyone on my list gift cards.
I’d tell you how obsessed I am with this song.
I’d tell you how I can’t wait until Bruno Mars’ album comes out on November 18th.
I’d tell you how I’ve been feeling uninspired and blah lately. Blog wise and in general. I’d shrug my shoulders and tell you I’ll get through it because I will.
I’d probably have something to say about one or both of my jobs. Because that’s what you do with friends over coffee so, when in Rome.
I’d tell you I’m in the market for a new winter coat but am in denial that it will ever get cold enough for me to wear one. I’d also tell you that I need to go clothes shopping in the worst way. i need clothes, stat.
We’d talk about how Facebook has become a flaming heap of shit because of this mockery of an election. I cannot wait until it’s over on Tuesday. Then the fun starts with the finger pointing and the “told you so’s” from both sides. because that’s always fun.
I’m not one to let a good semi-homemade* post fall to the wayside, I’m here today with a “Three Things” post, which I found on Allison’s blog, who found it on Steph’s. It’s like blogception-ception.
*semi-homemade: the outline is there, i’m just adding my own flavor. like sandra lee!
Anything to get a picture of Tom and Leo on here. You don’t mind, right?
Anyway.. let’s get started.
Three things I’d never give up: using a real camera, texting in full sentences, being awesome. among other things
Three favorite vegetables: broccoli, spinach,potatoes
Three shows I watched faithfully from beginning to end: The Golden Girls, Gossip Girl (even when it went downhill mid-season 3), The Nanny
Three places I want to visit inside the US: California, Chicago, Georgia
Three places I want to visit outside the US: Canada, Austrailia, and, in general, Europe
Three things I always have with me: my phone, my killer smile, my house keys
Three things that are always in my car: quarters for the meter, napkins, charging/aux cables
Three most recent phone calls were to/from: my father’s alma mater (don’t ask because i don’t even know), my house, my mom’s cell.
Three books I read and loved in college high school (*Alison changed this one and I’m keeping it that way): Catcher in the Rye, A Streetcar Named Desire, A Raisin in the Sun (i know, it’s a play but I read it in high school)
Three most often used makeup products: Rimmel brown eyeliner, Colourpop eyeshadow, mascara of any kind as long as it’s black and makes my lashes touch my brows
Three things that make me laugh: my life, my family and friends, Impractical Jokers
Three things that make me cry: my life, This is Us, Christmas commercials
That was nice and quick, huh? If you do this one also, let me know! I’d love to read your answers!
Also, it’s Halloween! Have a happy and safe one! What am I going to be? At work and then on my couch, watching Dancing with the Stars, tbh.
Ever been in a situation where you have plans with a group of people and that’s great, but then the time comes and some people back out and it winds up that the group has dwindled down to the same people you always hang out with?
Last night Lisa, Jessica and I traveled all the way to the other end of Brooklyn to see Sal Vulcano (my personal favorite joker on Impractical Jokers) do some stand-up. Except it wasn’t just Sal performing, but if we’re being honest, I’m 89% sure that the whole room was waiting for him to come on. Maybe not the guy sitting behind us because he was kind of annoying and spilled beer on my bag and had commentary on every performer like he was some kind of comedy agent.
The venue was The Bell Room, which I kept calling the Bell Jar, a slight slip of the tongue that totally changes the mood. It used to be a warehouse but then the hipsters came in and made it a bar/performance space. all hipster shade aside, it was actually a nice place.
Lisa and I had misjudged our Uber timing and got there about an hour before the doors opened. Luckily, there’s a bar, food station and photo booth in the front room. You guys know I looove a good photo booth. They’re the only reason I go to weddings these days. We met up with Jess and had a drink and, of course, hit up the photo booth.
We started on drink number two (yea, on a Thursday. JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE.) and to be totally honest, I’m not much of a drinker and I didn’t eat anything so I was feeling my two drinks pretty quick. The doors opened and we filed into the performance room. We wanted to be as close to the stage as possible. I personally like to be close to the stage because it’s a better experience. Who do the comedians usually heckle? The first three rows. What makes the night memorable and fun? Being heckled. You can disagree with me, but I can guarantee I’ll never go to a comedy show with you.
The performance area also had a bar and being tipsy, I thought the best thing to do in that moment was a shot of Fireball. I mean, when in Rome, right? Long story short, after that shot, I was feeling goood, which is kind of pathetic, but I digress. By the middle of the first act, I had to use the bathroom in the worst way. So bad that Jessica told me to stop squirming. Now I have to make a decision – get up and walk to the bathroom in the middle of this guys set or wait until the host comes out to introduce the next act. I didn’t want to be rude, especially because I was in the front row. Also, my shoes were fancy and clicked when I walked, but since I was drunk this was a much bigger deal in my head than in real life.
So, to re-cap, I’m in the front row, drunker than I’ve been in a whiiile, wearing a shirt that says God Bless this Hot Mess, with a bursting bladder, noisy shoes and a fear that I’ll miss Sal’s set.
Finally, I bit the bullet and ran/stumbled to the bathroom and, turns out, I was back before the first set was over.
Just so we’re 100% clear – I was there to see Sal. No disrespect to the other comedians because I truly did enjoy all of them, but that’s the truth. I wish they had taped this show because I would post it here to show how funny they all were, but they didn’t so I can’t. I can leave links to their Twitter accounts, though.
The time came for Sal to come on and, thanks to my run to the bathroom I was considerably more sober. again, pathetic – i am fully aware. Why is this worth mentioning? It isn’t; I just figured I’d throw it in, set the scene. Anyway, Sal comes out to do his thang. And his thang he did. Call me biased (I am), but I enjoyed his set the most out of all of them.
woahhh what was that?
Nothing, just my inner fangirl showing up for the party. She’s embarrassing but inevitable.
Sal is a natural storyteller. I think that’s what I liked about his set. Sometimes, with other comics, you can tell it’s a bit. You see exactly where the joke is headed, you laugh and they move on to the next one. Not Sal. He told three stories and not once was there an awkward lull. He’s also kind of neurotic, which I appreciate.
After the show, the room cleared out pretty quick. Our (I’m dragging Lisa and Jessica into this statement) intention was to meet Sal after the show, just to tell him that we’re fans and to maybe score a picture. Also, I was determined to not let my shirt go to waste. (check his twitter – he’s God blessing all over the place) Unfortunately, that did not happen. Not for us, anyway. What I failed to mention before was that the three of us were in a silent war with the girls next to us, who were clearly there for only Sal also. I didn’t mention it because it makes us sound completely insane, but we were also tipsy so I guess it evens out. Let me tell you, though – when I got home, I had the “brilliant” idea of checking the location tag on Instagram and there it was- in screaming color (#outofthewoods), our nemesis and Sal. This prompted me to screenshot it and send it with every crying emoji to Lisa. We lost this battle, but we’ll win the war.
ok, last dance, fangirl.
Bottom line – I had a great time on a school night. I wish Sal and I could have had a chuckle over my shirt (and his, for that matter. it was Nasty era Janet Jackson.) but there’s always next time. Unless he’s reading this. Sal, if you’re reading this – tweet me.
You know what I love? When I stumble upon a blogging challenge. You know what I love more? When that challenge is a non-challenge! I was scrolling through my Bloglovin’ feed and the Back to Blogging Non-Challenge Challenge from alyssagoesbang came up. The challenge is a month long invitation to write about one (or all) of the topics provided. No deadlines. No pressure. Very loosey goosey. That’s my kind of challenge.
Of the 10 prompts, I chose “What Makes You Feel Peaceful” to write about. Except, as usual, I’m going to bend the prompt a bit and write about what makes me feel peaceful and makes me happy/ gives me pleasure.
Ok. Enough dilly dallying.
having my hair played with
being with my family
being silly with my friends
clearing out the dvr with my mom on the couch
waking up on my day off knowing i don’t have to be anywhere
watching beauty videos on youtube
when i do my makeup right the first time
the sound of harry styles’ voice no, but seriously.
the smell of the heat coming up
after a day of taking pictures, coming home and editing them
coffee in paper cups it’s the new yawka in me
watching 90’s movies/tv shows
breakfast at the diner
starting a new book
when the stuff i order online finally gets to my house
getting lost in a daydream the problem is snapping out of it
when i’m nice to someone and they’re nice back it goes a long way, people
new shoes that don’t rub
hanging out with my almost one (!!) year old cousin
sending cards in the mail
the dollar section at target
beautiful fall days
sitting on the stoop on the summer
new posts from my favorite bloggers
deep, late night conversations
finding new bloggers through link ups or other bloggers
when my favorite musicians come out with new music i’m looking at you, bruno mars and BSB
guys who smell good
smart, funny guys who smell good and show an interest in me it’s all about the daydreams, y’all
using words like y’all
long summer nights
buying myself flowers although, flowers from a smart, funny guy who smell good wouldn’t go unappreciated
rapping Dead Wrong by Biggie
pretending to be Adele
catching a glimpse of my grandmother’s necklace around my neck
finding money in old cards, jacket pockets, pocketbooks, wherever else money hides
Well, there’s alot here and alot more in my head but I’d say this is enough for now. Can you believe I got through a whole post without one gif? Neither can I.
You know what time it is? It’s Friday Favorites time! I don’t have many this week but I wanted to share them anyway because it’s been a while.
The excitement, guys. I feel it.
Anyway, let’s get into it.
I was scrolling through Facebook the other day and a sponsored post caught my eye. I didn’t even know this existed, but now that I do, I need it in my life right now. i want you, i need you, oh baby oh baby.
Random? Yes. Beautiful? Also yes. I am in no position to have a bathroom or kitchen of my own to grout the shit out of it with this stuff, but when that time comes, watch out. I can’t wait to live in a disco ball.
Is it weird that I haven’t even used the item and I included it in my favorites? Search for it on Pinterest, you’ll fall in love too.
Moving right along…
I am an Ipsy subscriber so once a month I get a small makeup bag filled with samples tailored to me. And once a month, I look through the bag, put it down and kind of forget about it. I was going through my bags from the summer and in one of them I found a tube of moisturizer so I decided to try it. It’s the Skyn Iceland The Antidote Cooling Daily Lotion. I used my regular moisturizer and then put a light layer of this one on top because now that we’re headed towards the skin sucker called winter, I like to bump up my moisturizing game. Anyway, I put this on and, woah, they weren’t kidding when they said cooling. For the next five minutes, it felt like I had smeared my face with toothpaste and I have to say, I didn’t hate it. My skin feels softer and healthier so I’m happy.
I’ve mentioned them before, but I have to mention them again. I am obsessed with Colourpop. Their eyeshadows are suuuper soft and suuuper pigmented. They’re blendable and full of glitter (well, some of them are full of glitter) and you can apply them with your fingers! I keep telling myself that I’m going to take a break from buying any more. I try to convince myself that I don’t need another eyeshadow. Then, like a sleepwalker watching QVC, I find myself clicking the Submit Order button and 5 days later, there’s a package on my door step. it’s a vicious circle.
I should get my act together and take a picture of at least some of my stash, but that would mean that I would have to figure out a flat lay.
My last favorite is kind of a two-parter. I always look to my friends for music and/or television recommendations. Of all my friends, Lisa is usually the one to have the suggestions that stick. Not that I needed anything else to watch on TV, Lisa introduced me to the show Impractical Jokers. I’m OBSESSED. The premise is this – four guys who have been friends for over 25 years play pranks on each other trying to embarrass one another. It’s hysterical. Even my father loves it. Maybe part of the appeal is that they’re from Staten Island and film all over the tri-state area. It’s a small part though because they’re funny no matter where they’re from.
The second part of this favorite is my favorite joker is Sal. If me, Lisa, Jessica, and Nicole did an Impractical Jokers remake a-la Ghostbusters, I would hands-down be the Sal of the group. We both can turn into 80 year old Southern church ladies on a dime, we are not the biggest fans of animals, and we both love a good laugh.Oh wait, there’s more! The last part of this favorite that I just remembered to talk about is the What Say You? podcast. Sal and Q host a podcast and it is gold. They pod (?) sporadically so if you go and look it up (which you should) don’t think I’m nuts that that last one went up over a month ago. Anyway, if you’re looking for two lifelong friends just shooting the shit, this podcast is for you. I’m not listening in any kind of order but my favorite so far is episode 30, where they talk about the possibility of having ugly children and how children can be assholes. Good stuff.
I meant to get this up earlier but of course, procrastination took over and here I am at 9:21pm, trying to get this posted before the day is over. Anyway…
Today is World Smile Day.
Last week while I was working at the vet’s office, a dog and their human mom came in to see the doctor. They came to my desk and told me their name and I went to pull their chart. We weren’t busy so they didn’t wait long. They saw the doctor and came out to settle the bill. While we waited for their invoice and medication to come out, we were talking and the woman said to me, “It’s nice to see your smile. We come in here and we’re preoccupied with our pets, so it puts us at ease to see a smile. I meant to tell the doctor but I forgot.” This, of course, made me smile bigger. It makes me feel good when someone who I interact with, whether it’s on an everyday/regular basis or a one time deal, tell me that in some way I’ve made their day better or brighter or just a little more positive. That’s kind of also my goal for this blog. Sure, I would love hundreds of thousands – if not millions- of followers and be interacting with them in comments and be paid and sponsored and get things sent to me, blah blah blah. Who wouldn’t? But it’s more important to me that my post made you laugh, took your mind off something for a minute or two, or made just made you smile.
It’s been a minute since I’ve gushed about my favorite foursome, aka One Direction. It’s been a big week for at least two of them and being the good fan that I am, I’m here to celebrate their successes.
Harry, my love, has done his first solo magazine interview for AnOther Man magazine. He has cut his luxurious (yet, kind of greasy looking) locks and has taken us through the process. What resulted from that is a very Mick Jagger inspired photo shoot. His interview was conducted by Sir Paul McCartney and Chelsea Handler, which I would have loved to sit in on, it must have been a good time. He was asked if he saw the band getting back together, to which he gave a heartbreaking answer of “if it comes naturally and we all want to do it, we’ll do it”. ugh. I lived through the late 90’s/early 2000’s, I know what a boy band break up looks like. He also was asked if he was ready for kids and marriage and he said something like “only if Martina will have me”, so I guess the answer is yes. Harry, if you’re reading this – HEY, BOO. Or maybe he said that he likes working right now and he wants to take advantage of that while he still can. Whatever.
Niall has released a new single and boy, is it pretty. Take a listen.
Don’t mind me – I’m just going through some 1D withdrawals.1DWDs, if you will. Is there a detox for this? HELP.