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What’s more important?

December 30th, 2011

I just spent a great weekend with my family celebrating Christmas.  As usual, my mom did an amazing job with the food and everyone was in great spirits.  A new tradition that my little brother and his wife have started is breakfast on Christmas morning – this year I was asked to bring a dish and it turned out pretty darn good if I may say so myself :) .

Anyways, during the morning we got into a conversation about a friend of our who recently paid his debt to society and is now out trying to re-enter the world.  He’s far from perfect and has a long way to go, but he says that he’s taking it day by day — I really hope he is.

My sister-in-law commented on how he made her feel uncomfortable on a recent visit — nothing that he did in particular, just his presence.  She said that she didn’t know why, and she gets that she doesn’t know him very well, so it was just a feeling.  I, on the other-hand, grew up with him.  I explained to her that growing up, he was always vying for attention — and any attention was good attention to him, even if it was bad.  But that despite all of his many many flaws, I respected that he was a man of his word.

Enter another mutual friend, one that is very close to her and my little brother.  This “friend” is one who is known to take advantage of situations and of people. I personally don’t think he is a good person because he is a proven liar.  My brother and sister-in-law insist that to know him is to love him.  I, on the other hand, still classify him as a man of no integrity because his word means nothing.

I have known both of these men, my friend and theirs, all of their natural lives – which is now around 30 years.

So which is a better person?  My brother insists that their friend is the better one because he has not been in jail and does not illicit an intimidating air.  I, on the other hand, feel that my friend is a man of his word, and therefore is a man of some integrity.  I guess it comes down to trying to define what makes a person one of quality.

I think it’s fair to say that we will probably never agree on who is the better person.  I wish my friend luck and strength to continue to take things day by day and to hopefully make good decisions.   As for their friend, I wish him well as well.

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Booze + Boobs = one creative mind!

September 5th, 2009

I think her cup just runneth over…

p2061ex7This morning I kept thinking of a theme for an upcoming wine-pairing dinner and decided to do a little research.  I typed my search words into Google and came across and article/advertisement for a bra that actually holds booze.  Want to go from an B cup to a D cup?  no problem!  Instead of surgery, just fill up the bladders and place them into WineRackTM — and viola!  I guess the only thing you really have to be careful of is sprouting a leak, oh and hopefully you like your beverages at body temperature.

According to the website, the WineRack is a must have accessory for any serious dtransrinker looking to turn a couple of heads while saving money.  It states:

Just think, secretly guzzling from your gazongas means no more waiting in line and paying for overpriced drinks at festivals, gigs and games. The savings from just one event will pay for your WineRack™ and still leave you with enough change to buy some pretzels – not that you’ll be buying anything for yourself with a chest this impressive…. as well as its revolutionary booze-concealing benefits, the WineRack™ increases your cup size by two full cups (cue sound of guys cheering/leering). But that’s hardly surprising because this ingenious dual-purpose shoulder-boulder holder can carry up to 25 ounces of liquid – that’s an entire bottle of wine and a whole lot of extra boobage – talk about vino and va va voom!

Fascinating the things people come up with! Check it out yourselves at: http://www.firebox.com/product/2061/The-WineRack?src_t=cat&src_id=party.

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He’s not big.. but he is quick!

July 13th, 2009
After a hard day's work

After a hard day's work

Corky is not a big dog, but he is a quick one!  Every morning Corky and I go for a walk.  Mostly so that he can take care of business, but I make sure we take the long way around so that he can time to adequately bug the crap out of the squirrels and birds hiding in the trees and bushes.  Every time he spots a squirrel climbing up a tree, he dutifully claws at the tree as if to protest at the fact that he can’t climb it himself.  Then when he eyes a bird, he chases and then leaps as if he’s about to take off for flight.  I can only imagine what is going through his mind when he realizes that he doesn’t climb trees and that flying isn’t one of his strengths. This weekend he wasn’t deterred and he must have woken up determined.

Sunday morning we went for our usual walk over to the park.  On the way there, he spotted a pack of 3 birds hanging out near the bushes.  As I usually do when he spots something to chase, I let out the leash to give him a full 16 foot runway.  He takes off and…. he catches a bird!  OH MY GOSH!  HE CAUGHT ONE!   He drops it at my feet and I feel so bad for the little bird.  Wait.. um, Corky, why are you bringing it to me?????  I immediately shirk, but then remember that Corky has brought me a gift, so I pick Corky up and rub his neck to sing his praises.  As I’m looking past Corky, the little bird stands up, unruffles its feathers and starts to hobble away. (Thank goodness the little bird was ok!)

As you can imagine, Corky’s pride soared!  He had just transformed from a 12 lb Chihuahua to a 30 lb flushing spaniel right before my eyes.  After all, he had proven himself to be a hunter – daring game to fly before his path. For the rest of the day, he was alert and ready.  He walked a little taller and even added a little bounce in his step as if to say, “I am Corky…. arrrrr”.

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4 things….

June 13th, 2009

I was going over some new blog sites  and came across a post that gives a bit of insight on the author.  I thought it would be fun to fill it out myself and share it with you.  Here goes:

Four jobs I’ve had:
– Wine Cellar Manager
– CEO of a cheese manufacturing company
– Web applications developer
– Graduate School Adjunct Professor

(wow, looking at that list I’m wondering — who wouldn’t want to hire me?  uh hello!!!  That’s ok, I’m confident that good things are coming my way.. you’ll see!)

Four places I’ve been on vacation:
– Antalya, Turkey
– Rosario, Argentina
– Maui
– California (well that was when I used to live in Texas and I’d come home to California to hang out with friends and family)

Four of my favorite foods:
– Anything I cook
– Anything my mom cooks
– Anything my friends cook (well except that one meal that Vola made right after she got married.. it was salty and the chicken was raw — yes Vola I can tell you now, it wasn’t your best effort… love ya *air kisses*!)
– oh and farfalle pasta — yum!

Four movies I can watch over and over :
– Ever After
– Sweet Home Alabama
– Anastasia (yes, I watch cartoons.. love them!)
– and can’t say there’s really a 4th movie out there yet.

Four places I’ve lived:
California and Texas are the only 2 states I’ve lived in.  Well unless you count the months I spent traveling for work.. if that’s the case then I lived in Wisconsin for 2 months — which was the longest time I was assigned to an account off-site.  Other job assignments at the time were really never longer than 3 weeks and included various states.

Four TV shows I watch regularly:
– Amazing Race
– Greek
– Gossip Girl
– Fraiser (got to love late night re-runs!)

Four websites I visit daily:
– My Yahoo!
– Facebook
– Twitter
– Gmail

Four places I’d rather be right now:
– to be honest, I’m good at the moment.  However travelling the world is always welcome!

There you have it.. more info about me!  Going to bed now — good night!

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The “E” Word —- “Economy”… EW!

June 4th, 2009

One of my mom’s favorite songs is Bing Crosby’s “Mister In-Between”.  Every now and again you hear her singing:

” You’ve got to accentuate the positive
Eliminate the negative
Latch on to the affirmative
Don’t mess with Mister In-Between”

I find myself thinking of this song a lot lately.   Let’s face it, shy of living under a rock, today’s economy has affected us all in some way or another.  However, my current thoughts are on the fact that people can’t seem to participate in a conversation without bringing the word up.  I’ve heard the term “economy” used as the reason, and the excuse for many things .  I’m sure that I could write pages upon pages of the negative effects of the economy, but I want to take a moment to reflect on the positive effects.  For example, true, it’s the reason for company closures and increased unemployment.  However, it’s also the reason that families are spending more time together at local, low-cost, family events, which bring them closer.  With our new found “free” time, there has been an increase in the number of blogs, it has spurred creativity in many new and seasoned artists.  Some would say that people are returning to their Faiths for support through this time, resulting in an increase in attendance at Sunday Services/Masses.  True, many cite the economy as  the reason for lower membership numbers in member-driven organizations, but there is an increase in non-profit involvement.  It’s good for reality shows (shout out to the Baldwins!), local farmer’s markets, cheap entertainment, and personal growth.  And if we really did a brain-storming session, I bet we could come up with a hundred more positive results of the economy, couldn’t we?

happy_faces_lead_wideweb__470x3390As I mentioned in previous posts, I fell victim to our economy.  I often think.. “only if”, “only if the economy was better, I’d be doing…”  and “only if the economy was better, I would have the money to do ….”.  I can spend countless hours identifying the things that the economy screwed up in my perfect life plan.  But what would that accomplish?  Instead, I am going to make a conscious effort to try and think of the opportunities this economy is providing.  I’m going to “accentuate the positive,  eliminate the negative,  latch on to the affirmative” and not  “mess with Mister In-Between”.

To everybody out there who is quick to cite the economy as the reason for all that is bad, I ask you to take a minute and reflect upon the positive results of your situation.  Who knows, you may find that in today’s ugly times, there are beautiful moments to be shared… and if we’re fortunate we may even find a touch of prosperity.

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Celebrities vs. Newlyweds

June 1st, 2009

This evening I’ve decided to schedule a couple of recordings for the DVR, afterall, summer is coming and we know that summer shows are pretty much the bottom of the network barrel, right?  So tonight I recorded “I’m a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here” and “Here Come the Newlyweds.”

celebrity_682_653227a_sm“I’m a Celebrity” — first I think that it’s a reality show’s right of passage to have a Baldwin grace the cast.  Throw in a female wrestler, an NBA star, a couple of cable TV comedians, an American Idol, and 2 whiney socialites and this show has disaster written all over it!  Heidi and Spencer have absolutely no reason to be in the lime light.  It reminds me of the time when Sean Penn would act out for attention during his younger “look at me” years.  Who was it that cast them for The Hills?  Are you still employed?  If so, please tell me that at some point you were reprimanded during your yearly evaluation for that decision!  As for Mr. Baldwin — I’ve come to love your level-headedness on reality shows – loved you on The Mole!

s-here-come-newlyweds-smAs for the Newlyweds — too funny!  If  celebrities in the jungle is a train wreck, then Newlyweds is a blimp passing overhead — you acknowldege it, and wonder how long it will circle your neighborhood.I have to admit, this show made me laugh, after watching it, I wasn’t sure if I was happy to be single or longing for a boyfriend.    To the wife who totally slapped her husband’s privates because he embarrassed her in front of Dr. Ruth — that just wasn’t nice!  On another note — to the husband who farted on his wife’s hands when she felt his butt – you totally had my rolling!

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So be it!

May 26th, 2009

Sometimes life is about compromise, other times it’s just about letting things sort out on their own.  Wow, ok, that’s a little deep — but today I find myself being reminded that I can’t control everything – or even anything for that matter.  The past couple of weeks I’ve had the pleasure, and the challenge, of introducing a puppy into my household.  A cute – 1 year old Chihuahua mix puppy who is so sweet and really just wants to cuddle (and run around and play and eat my shoes, and pull the toilet paper off the roll — oh wait, focus!  He’s so sweet :) ). It shouldn’t be daunting, I mean it’s just a puppy right?  Well, here’s what you may not know:  I have a roommate and he has a dog – a big dog — a 70ish pound dog — a boxer.  I think she’s a pussy cat, my roommate thinks she’s a “killer”.  Ok, this could be a minor issue.

So when I bring Corky home, my roommate agrees that he’ll keep an open mind and will work with me on introducing Corky to Lacey.  Surprise!  Lacey isn’t hungry and Corky is allowed to live!  Happy times because that makes my life SO much easier!

CorkyAndLaceySo now we’re in week 2, Corky is no longer scared — actually he’s starting to display true “puppy” like behavior.  He wants to play — Lacey, well she probably just really wants him to take a nap.  I, on the other hand, get a little stressed trying to make sure that my roommate is ok with the situation – that Corky stays off of Lacey’s bed (because I mean seriously, why should I expect him to stay on his measly twin-sized doggie bed when there’s a  king-sized doggie bed to lounge on across the living room floor?), that Lacey has her space, that my roommate doesn’t feel that his life has been imposed upon by my stubborn need to have a new puppy enter the house.

So, now we’re in week 3.  Lacey has just come home from vacationing at his grandma’s house for the long weekend.  Corky has had his run of the house.  Roommate is home — and my stress level is rising -  new rule:  he’d feel more comfortable if Corky stayed off the couch.  Ok, to be honest, I’d feel more comfortable is Lacey didn’t poop on the balcony — BUT there are things I just can’t control.

So I went walking this morning to process everything and I’ve come to a decision.  I’m going to just let things be.  If Corky jumps on the couch as part of his marathon course to strategically steal Lacey’s bone (the one she’s actually gnawing on at that moment), then so be it.  If Lacey decides that Corky has overstepped his boundaries and she decides to swat at him, so be it.  If my roommate is upset with me because I can’t keep the dogs peacefully co-existing 105% of the time, so be it.  In the meantime — it’s a beautiful morning.  I’m going to go outside, move Lacey’s poop to the other side of the balcony (actually just outside his door, hehehe) sit at the table, under the umbrella and drink my coffee.

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I Love You, You’re Perfect, Now Change!

May 23rd, 2009
Isn't that the truth!

Isn't that the truth!

A couple of weeks ago I made a reservation to attend  I Love You, You’re Perfect, Now Change! at The Repertory East Playhouse (or as we call it “The REP”) with a few friends.  It is a musical comedy about “everything you have ever secretly thought about dating, romance, marriage, lovers, husbands, wives and in-laws… but were afraid to admit”, at least that’s with the poster in the lobby said.

Last night was Opening Night.  It was FANTASTIC!  Two minutes into the musical, I began laughing and didn’t stop until the very end.   No wonder it’s Off-Broadway’s longest-running musical with over 5,000 performances!

As I was watching the first half, I couldn’t help but think that I was watching a musical documentary of my own dating life!  I can’t tell you how many men I’ve dated and was left wondering where all the good guys where.  Well, last night my suspicions were confirmed when on stage they informed me that there is a “serious single man drought”.  Oh and I’m not talking one of those “turn the sprinklers on in the early morning or late evenings” type of drought, but a “delirious, severious, varbirious, send the marines we’re talking serious, single man drought!”  OK, that explains so much!

Like one of the characters, I also learned that a woman who focuses on her career might also be in trouble.  As it turns out, career minded women tend to be single, and that’s why “we’re still single now.” Ouch! Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Obvious.

There is, however, comfort in knowing that  “I’ve hung on to my pride. I’ve lived life alone, but the terms are my own.”  And, of course, in knowing that I have time to utilize the services of  Gechovian, Myers, Masters, and Johnson to negotiate any further relationship contracts — i hear that they negotiate EVERY little detail!  **wink wink, nudge nudge**

Me & George M. Chavez II

Me & George M. Chavez II

By the end of the evening, I was reminded that although I’m single, there is someone out there for me.  For that reason “I keep coming back to this whirlwind tour -  Of loving, and leaving, and wanting more. “  You’re out there, I know it.  And when we find each other, just remember – I love you, you’re perfect, now change!

On a serious note, if you haven’t seen the musical, find time to do so — it really is entertaining!  It’s playing at The REP in Newhall from May 22nd – June 20th (2009) and with tickets ranging from $16 – $18/person, they are UBER affordable!  Major props go to the 4 Actors that give this evening life — George Chavez II, Kristen Heitman, Erin Rivlin and Aaron Wong — you were Amazing! And, to The REP for another FANTASTIC production!

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Dentist office in a Motorhome?

May 18th, 2009

mobile_dentistMy mom has been battling with her teeth lately and being the good pains in the tushes that we are, we have asked her to please go see a dentist! So for the last few weeks, she’s been researching dentists. She’s even gone to see a few of them to obtain estimates. Needless to say, she wasn’t happy with any of them. But, at the recommendation of a friend, she finally settled on one.

I know how difficult it is to get in on a Saturday, but apparently my mother managed to score a Sunday morning appointment. We wake up early, print out the directions and head out to his office — about a 35 minute drive. There are dentist offices everywhere, and we notice a man in a white coat waiting outside one of the offices; this must be the place!

After the introductions, my mother diligently explains everything that the other dentists have said and done in effort to remedy her situation. She pulls out her file and shows him the X-Rays. I’m in awe. When did my mom learn so much about teeth? The dentist explains that they’ll be going into the office to get started. I decide to take Corky on a quick walk.

When we come back, we try every door. They’re locked. Hmmmm… where could they have gone? I hear the door of a motor home open behind me and I hear a man say — did you want to come in and sit down? As I slowly begin to turn around, I say — “oh no, we’re fine. Thank you.” Wait, is that the dentist? In a motor home? Is my mom in there? She is! What? OK, I think my mom has flipped her lid. She’s been fighting us on having her teeth pulled for months now. She’s interviewed at least 3 dentists — IN ACTUAL OFFICES — and she decides to have the procedure done in a motor home? Seriously?

About half hour later, my mom walks out, gauze in mouth with the dentist following. She gets into the car and we leave. I say nothing – UNTIL we turn the corner that is! “Mom, A MOTOR HOME?” “Really?” She starts to laugh. She says that it’s not what she expected either, but that apparently he’s got the whole set up in there — complete with lights and a dentist chair — oh and the air conditioning set to a very comfortable level. Well that’s nice I tell her… but um, a motor home? What, the other dentists with actual buildings around their dentist chairs weren’t good enough?

Needless to say we laughed the entire drive home. She said that once her gums heal, she’ll need to see him again to get her new teeth fitted. Maybe next time he could just drive his office to us?

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80/20 rule applies

May 15th, 2009

This evening I find myself in a hotel waiting to be called upon to be inducted into an organization. I am here because a dear friend of mine has been asking me to join for a year now and I finally told him that I’d do it for him. The premise of the organization is good. The people (well most of them) seem fine. The responsibilities are not over-bearing. So why have I been so resistant?

I’ve resisted because a couple of years ago a few members of the group made my life difficult. They fed into rumors without consideration of the truth. They shunned me, so much, that I once came into a room to give a speech and two people got up and turned their backs to me. These are people who, at the time, did not know me. They only knew what they heard and judged me based on those fallacies. There were others, too, who acted as judge and jury of a one sided argument. These are people that I am now expected to interact with. I’d like to think that I’m strong enough to just let it go. But the reality is that those individuals judged me unfairly, multiple individuals suffered, and are still suffering. My friend assures me that they now know the truth and have every confidence in me. I am skeptical.

I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking — let it go! I should, I know. But, I can’t help to get angry every time I see them. They are supposed to be the mentors of this organization. The are supposed to encourage leadership. They are supposed to represent the best of the best. But in my eyes, they don’t. Every times I see them, I see the people that never gave me a chance. I see the people that chose to act upon their own agendas at the detriment of other individuals. When i see them, I see the 20% that skewed my perception of their entire organization.

Tonight I will be inducted into their organization. When the time comes, I will paste a smile on my face, interact with the members and make my friend proud. He knows how hard this is for me — I mean if you think of it, I’m in the hotel room typing this instead of interacting with the group. But I will do this because his belief in me in unwavering, because he is my true friend. I do this because he asked me.

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