When I drive to work I need a rockin song to wake me up and make me happy to start my day. My typical go to song, “Rock and Roll Love Letter” by The Bay City Rollers. Laugh if you will, but this is the best song ever. It is my ultimate favorite song, and they are my ultimate favorite band. Yes, I said it, The Bay City Rollers, I love them, the drummer, Derek Longmuir, was my childhood crush. I loved him, I find I have a real thing for drummers, I also love Peter Criss, the original drummer from Kiss. Let’s be honest the cat makeup didn’t hurt. I don’t know what it is about drummers but they are like a beacon of light for me.
Today is Tuesday, I had a hard time waking up, could be the ambien I took last night, could be the sheer exhaustion from being ill last week and still not being up to par. I don’t know what it is, but I need sleep, I look forward to sleeping in on Saturday. Oh the time change, I shall blame it on that, there I have found my excuse.
What is everyone doing today? I am working, then I am going to the bank then to have my nails done. I need a fill, they are beginning to bug me, I needed to go this weekend, however I did not feel good enough to go, I still don’t know how long I can sit at the nail salon, but they need to be done and cannot wait another day.
I am wearing my new boots today, they are amazingly cute brown, suede knee boots. I am wearing them with a BCBG dress, that is about 3 shades lighter than the boots, I am very cute, trust me on this. Time for me to go, must play on Facebook before my break is over and I have to work, work, work!
Have a great Tuesday, find your favorite band and dance, dance, dance.
Former Lives
I was in Target yesterday, browsing their book selections, and noticed the book Cleopatra’s Daughter, which I have read. I started to think about past lives and how everyone thinks that they were Cleopatra in a former life. I do not believe I was Cleopatra in a former life, number one, she wasn’t Egyptian, she was Greek, if you look at the coins that show what she actually looked like, she was not attractive. By historical accounts she exuded confidence and that made her attractive. She married her brother, she then became a consort to Julius Caesar, and then murders her brother, and then when Caesar dies, she takes up with Marc Antony, a married man. Then commits suicide leaving her children to face their own fate, alone; no, I do not believe I was Cleopatra in a former life.
Of course that started my thinking process on other women in power, Marie Antoinette came to mind. I do not believe I was her either; she was married at 14 to the prince of France who could not consummate the marriage. For many years, until he finally had a surgery that corrected a deformity, then she was woefully out of touch with her subjects. This was her fault, she was a petulant teenager who thought of nothing but shopping. Today, not an issue, when you are a monarchy with starving peasants, huge problem; she had the opportunity to send her children to safety, she declined. They all died, no, I was not her in a former life.
Then Catherine the Great came to mind, now, this was a woman I could have been, the most powerful Czarina in all of Russia, of all time. She ruled with flare, and iron fist, she revitalized Russia, made it a great power in Europe. Her reign is considered the golden age of Russia; this is a woman I could have been in a former life. She rocked.
I don’t know if I believe in former lives, I like to think when I am done on this earth, I am done, I will get to go home and God will say job well done good and faithful servant.
Don’t it Make my Brown Eyes Blue
I just saw a story online about a new surgery that will turn brown eyes blue. Seriously. I will be honest, I have brown eyes, I never thought they were pretty, until I had Elizabeth Anne. I remember looking into her eyes and thinking she had the most beautiful brown eyes I had ever seen. It took me until she was three years old to realize she had my eyes. I would not trade my brown eye for blue for any amount in the world. I am not saying that blue eyes are not attractive, my oldest son has amazing blue eyes, my fiance has blue eyes, as does Tessa.
No what I am saying is I am happy with my eye color, I realize that God gave them to me for a reason, they go with my hair color, my skin tone, and they are beautiful. Thank you Elizabeth for teaching me that.
The only thing I would change about them would be the vision, I am legally blind without my glasses. Crazy nuts. I am thankful that none of my children have my really poor eyesight.
So today is Sunday and my stomach is not doing well, but my sinuses are less swollen. So yay for that.
I have had coffee, new flavor from Dunkin Donuts, mocha mint, it is very yummy indeed, I found it at Target, of course, my favorite store. I have always been a Target girl as opposed to a Wal-Mart girl. I love Target, for many, many reasons. I think they have great quality, good prices and friendly workers. And they wear red, I like that.
So on FB, this is thankful month, every day you are supposed to say something you are thankful for. Well I am not doing that, I will save it all up and write about it here, eventually. So be on the lookout for that huge write-up.
I just watched the movie Just Go With It, staring Adam Sandler and Jennifer Aniston, I love that movie, I must get it on DVD so I can watch it anytime I want. I cannot explain why I love that movie, I just do, I really want Jennifer Aniston’s body, she has a killer body. I know she works at it, yoga, spin classes, a personal trainer, probably a chef who specializes in low-cal, low-fat, healthy meals. I want that life. I want to not have to think about what I put in my mouth and have others make the decision for me. What is not to love about that!
Saturday
Today is Saturday, who is shocked by that revelation? Appears no one is. I am still not feeling all that great, maybe the doctor meant I would feel good later in the day. We shall see.
I am so very excited, it has happened later than I had hoped, but the high heel bug has bitten Elizabeth Anne. I have never been happier in my entire life, perhaps now she will not hurry me along when I start salivating over a pair of heel! Hmmmm?
I am loving Friday night television, Grimm is wonderful fun, Blue Bloods is so intense, and well, Sanctuary is downright compelling. I also recorded Dateline last night as they were talking about Michael Jackson’s last days. So very sad for his children.
I have not eaten today, just had a pot of coffee, which I love, I have discovered a new coffee, well new to me. Dunkin Donuts coffee, their turbo blend rocks! Woweee, I am buzzing like crazy, buzzing more than off of Starbucks coffee, and that is saying something. So excited I tried it, I will continue to try it. I bought their peppermint mocha flavor, I did not make that today, I will have it tomorrow and report back. I love all of the fall and winter flavors, pumpkin spice, cinnamon, peppermint mocha, and no points! because it is brewed coffee, not coffee treats, I am not sure how they get the flavoring in there, but God love them, I am happy the scientists are on top of coffee issues.
Well I must go now, Elizabeth has suggested Christmas presents for herself and they go on sale in one minute! Have to get there fast before her size is gone!
Peace out homies!
Empress Poblems
I have been sick all week and today has been the worst, I am hoping tomorrow is the best. I had to venture out as I was out of food, so there was nothing to do but get some groceries. There was a Starbucks in the grocery store, so I got my very first peppermint mocha of the season, probably my last. It was a whopping 11 points just for the drink, too much for just a drink, however, I might splurge once more during the season, I don’t know yet. I know what you are thinking, why didn’t you get the skinny version, well, I left of the whipped cream, what more do you people want from me.
I have a new twitter account, it is @EmpressProblems, I have decided to chronicle all of the issues an Empress of the universe has. You know deciding between boots or pumps when conquering the universe is a huge decision. One that cannot be taken lightly, and then it is serious boots, or girly heel boots, sparkly pumps or Anne Klein business pumps. It is exhausting being an Empress, and I am going to tell everyone about it in my new twitter feed.
I have a new addiction, it is a shameful addiction really, it is a show on ABC Family called the Lying Game, it is a total teenage show and I cannot help myself. The saving grace is that Helen Slater is in it, yes, Supergirl, so that is my redeeming fact.
I will be going to Target this weekend, all of the Christmas decorations are out and I love, love, love Christmas. I love the sights, the sounds, the smells, everything about it. I cannot wait to put a tree up and the lights and everything. Last year was a sparsely decorated year as we were moving and trying to get things organized. This year will be full blown decorations, baking and everything that goes with Christmas. I cannot wait to shop and get everything in order. I look forward the tradition of shopping with Elizabeth Anne. It is my favorite part of the holiday, one that I am so happy she and I began so many years ago. Elizabeth you are my favorite shopping partner.
I hate being sick
I am not feeling too great, this could be an illness induced rant, but here goes. Kim Kardashian’s marriage is done, after 72 days, Justin Bieber may or may not have fathered a child at the age of 16. Here is the real question, why are these people newsworthy? I understand the fascination with celebrities, I know I am endlessly fascinated, however, no one really believed that marriage was going to last, they should have spent their money on pre-marital counseling instead of three wedding dresses.
And Justin Beiber fathering a child at 16, when the girl was 19, number one is she stupid? She just told law enforcement she committed statutory rape, if it is true. And if it isn’t, well, she just traumatized a 16-year-old kid for nothing.
This world is crazy, and it seems to be getting crazier by the minute, I for one enjoy living in a pink bubble. I know for a while it seemed it was gone, however, I do believe it is back. It could be the sickness talking, but I don’t think so. It is hard to keep me down for long, psychologically speaking. I believe I am bouncing back to being me. Not quite ready to do battle with a feisty rooster yet, but getting there.
I am achy all over, my head hurts so bad, and, well, not to be gross, the bathroom is my new best friend.
Today is a hard day for my friend Tammi, so this is for her:
I knew your dad, I absolutely adored him, and know he absolutely adored you, his legacy lives on. Your artistic gift comes from him, he was a musician, you are a fantastic artist in your own right. My favorite memory of him is still the time you made me ask if you could go somewhere with me. I don’t remember where it was we were wanting to go, but you didn’t want to ask him. I was a fast talker, and a long-winded one. After about 10 minutes of my non-stop talking, he looked up at you and said I don’t care where you are going just take her. LOL. Loved him. My parents loved him as well, I know they are neighbors in heaven and are having a grand party today, with Mr. Stane providing the music, my mom providing the refreshments and my dad providing the laughs. I know your mom is there with him as well, I wish I could have known her, but knowing you, I am guessing your mom is providing the warmth and charm for the event.
Hercules
Ok, so, on Sunday I watched three, back to back, Hercules movies, the Kevin Sorbo Hercules movies. The only thing that could have made it better would have been if Ares had been in any one of them. Who does not love Ares? God of War, the late actor Kevin Smith, so amazingly beautiful. I truly believe he was on the same level of amazingness as Dean Cain. If he had lived he would have given Dean a run for his money on my heart. And seriously, the Ares attitude, who did not love that cocky swagger and the large amount of sarcasm dished out? I was so happy when he went on to star in Xena and Young Hercules.
Truly tragic that his life was cut short. He is missed.
I am not feeling well today, I caught a bug or something, it started out as a major headache and has ended with stomach pains and, well, everything that goes with that. I will not go into details as I do not like being gross and disgusting.
I order new nail polish that came yesterday, so excited to do my toes, I have black polish and the silver crackle to go over it, I cannot wait to do my toes! Well that is all I have for now, I know not a lot, but I hope I inspired you to seek out your own Hercules day!
Come as you aren’t day
So today is Halloween, I usually love this holiday and actually love dressing up, I know you are all hugely shocked by this revelation. Ok, maybe not so much. However, this year is different, I have no desire to don a costume and do a come as you aren’t. Actually there is nowhere to dress up for, I didn’t have a party, there were no parties to go to and work is not having a dress up day today. They had one on Thursday with less than 24 hours notice. So not happening at that point.
So here I sit in just my jean skirt and sweater, boots of course, but no costume, just my fabulous self. Of course being in the mood I have been in lately maybe just being at work with my fake smile and fake chipper attitude is costume in itself.
Come as you aren’t, well, I’m not happy, I’m depressed, a lot, I’m angry, a lot and I am not chipper. Check, today I have come in costume, I am disguised as a happy, fulfilled human being, when in reality I have become a recluse, not wanting to leave my home, only going out when necessary. I need help, I need someone to take over my life and get it back on track. I can’t seem to pull myself out of the stupor I have been in.
Maybe next month, and by next month I mean December, Christmas is my favorite time of year, so maybe then I will pull myself out of this.
So, till next time, Happy Monday, Happy Halloween, Happy come as you aren’t day!
Fears
Since Halloween is I thought I would take a moment and share what really scares me, no it is not goblins, ghosts or anything else that goes bump in the night. Those things would be a welcome change to the reality of my life. No what really and truly scares me the most is losing my hair. I don’t want to be a bald wrinkled woman. I know that is considered to be vain and vapid by most, but truly, the most horrible things that could happen to me have already happened.
This month marked the first anniversary of one of my best friends death and also the 27th anniversary of my sons death. Some years are worse than others, this year has been bad, probably due to outside influences, but I miss Michael so much this year. Not being able to go and put flowers on his grave has been particularly hard on me.
I don’t fear death, I don’t fear dying alone, like so many people do, I have always known that I would die alone, I have spent the majority of my life alone, I have always known the end of my life would be no different. Really when you think about it, dying alone is preferable, when you die your body does strange things. Better for that to happen where no one can witness it, that way it wont be their last memory of you.
Michael, I love you, I miss you so much, there has never been a day that you have not been in my thoughts and in my heart.I wonder which one of your siblings you would be the most like. I wonder what you would have looked like at all of their ages, I wonder what it would have been like raising all of you, together. I know that your grandparents and great grandparents are with you and looking out for you until I can do that again. Love, Mom
The Horrible No Good Friday
This is the worst Friday I have had in a long time, I woke up with the worst headache, and I forgot my coffee at home. I made the most amazing iced coffee and left it on the counter. I was two minutes late signing in, a huge no-no in the phone company world, and I found out I am on a new team with a manager I do not want to be with. I think we can say this is my no good horrible Friday.
The only saving grace is I look good, it is sweater dress and boot day, I am wearing the most amazing BCBG sweater dress with leggings and black boots. I am very chic, at least in my mind I am. I truly love this weather, the cold, the wet, I hope it snows soon. I love wearing sweaters and boots and jackets and dresses with boots, the fashion choices are endless.
This is also Chewie’s favorite weather, he is already bugging me to go outside all the time, so I sit on the back patio and watch him. He goes out slowly, as if he cannot believe the perfect weather is here, he then lifts his snout towards the sky. It is as if he is giving thanks for the coolness then he prances outside fully and turns and grins at me. Man, I love that dog.
So we all know I am crazy, I have been made crazier by recent events in my life, I don’t know how to stop the crazy. My natural inclination is to be distrustful, I have been hurt a lot in my lifetime, and I had suspended that part of my nature for a while. It is back in full force, I have not control over it these days. If there is anyone out there who can help me reign myself back in, well any advice would be appreciated.
I have no plans this weekend, I think I will just relax and catch up on my DVR’d shows and eat fruit, since that has no Weight Watcher points. I need to get caught up on laundry and straighten my dresser. It is shameful. Maybe I won’t leave the apartment at all this weekend, I really don’t need to go anywhere, and I could have a pajama weekend. I wish I could sit and do nothing but eat ice cream, but that is not an option, as I do not want to gain any of my weight back.
Happy Friday to one and all, I hope your Friday is better than mine.
Angie World 