Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Let me tell you my friends, I get a ton and a half questions, about what color nail polish I wear, 90% of the time. And 90% of the time, I'm wearing this beauty. OPI's Bubble Bath nail polish. It's gorgeous! A light pink. It goes well with my skin color. Which doesn't happen often. So I LOVE it when I find a "perfect" shade like this one.
I had to laugh one day. I was reading an article somewhere, and it mentioned that Giada de Laurentiis wears this color on her show. I just had to laugh. Because I really like her. And I enjoy watching her show. And I may or may have not drooled over the color on her nails. Here all along, I've been wearing the same color!
You can buy a bottle here, for $2.45. You do have to apply 2-3 coats for a beautiful result. But honestly, I don't mind. It just ends up looking amazing. This is a very classic color. And honestly, it is one of my favorites! ♥
How can you not LOVE this dress? It's beautiful! I'm sincerely in love with it! And you have the chance to win a $50 or $100 gift certificate from Flour Clothing. Just go to this giveaway and enter. You know you won't be disappointed! ♥
Monday, August 30, 2010
Wouldn't you just give your right arm to live in a place like this? I would! In an instant! And after talking with My Guy, it appears that he would too! No lie! The "R" word has been used a time or two. Maybe we could relocate to a beautiful location like this...
And this song, it just sums up what we are currently feeling. Um, we may or may not have slept outside last night. Listening to the water, feeling the sand, staring at the stars. Don't hate. But it was gorgeous! And I'm really loving this!
At the end of the day, our lives are so very complicated! And hectic! Sometimes, I wish I could go back to my home. And hide from it all. But in the end, it's all worth it. Even the craziness that sometimes is our life. Hiding from cameras...living in the middle of nowhere. Because I have this amazing man that loves me. Just the way that I am. And I love him too! It doesn't matter if we're in paradise or in the desert. All that matters is that we love each other. :) ♥
Enzo and I grew up together. He was 2 1/2 when I was born. His mom had known my mom for years. My older brother and sister and around the same ages as his older brothers. And his aunt and uncle, they happen to be my parents' best friends. So it was just a matter of time.
When I was born, Enzo and his mom came to visit me. On the day I was born. He brought me my first teddy bear. And from then on out, we were best friends. Yes, we did everything together. From the stories we hear, Enzo always took good care of me. When I was a baby, he would share his toys and food with me. So cute!
As we got older, we still did things together. But it also involved a lot of other people. Like when he was in T-ball, and later baseball, my parents used to sponsor his team. Along with his brothers and cousins. So we spent a lot of time at the Little League fields. Me with my dolls. Him playing. Oh, and he always managed to talk his uncle, into buying me a snack. And putting up an umbrella for me. :)
My parents got married when I was 5 years old. I was really closer to being 6. And I was the flower girl. Enzo was the ring bearer. We looked adorable together. We were well behaved during the ceremony. And posed for all the pictures. We actually had a lot of fun. Including the get-t0gether at his aunt and uncles' house...post ceremony...pre reception.
At the reception, after dinner, lots of dancing, and while we were having our cake...Enzo popped the question. His parents still have the VHS. The real proof! In our eyes, getting married seemed like a lot of fun. We could dress up, have a big party, have lots of food, get tons of presents, dance, play, and have as much cake as we wanted! The thought process of a then 5 year old girl and a 8 year old boy. :)
We stayed very close over the years. We spent 80% of our free time together. Mostly because of my parents and his aunt and uncle. Friday nights were bowling nights. The adults in our lives were in a bowling league together. And the 2 of us would just hang out. We'd eat. Play. Just be kids. The rest of the time, we were hanging out at my house or his aunt and uncle's house.
Another thing we did a lot, was go to his grandparents' Ranch. It was a HUGE treat to go. And we always had a great time. Enzo was usually practicing his roping or bull riding. And I would help his grandma cook and bake. We LOVED it!
Well, when I was 12 or so, feelings started to change. By this time, we were both musicians, playing and singing in the same group. We spent a lot of time together. And well, we were young. Every time someone got married, we stood up in the wedding together. If either of us had an event to go to, the other would go with. And before we knew it, we were dating.
Yes, Enzo did ask my Dad before our first date. But I think my Dad just thought we were going out for pizza with the rest of our friends. Or something like that. By the time my Dad caught on, we were dating.
We were hilarious. Enzo taught me how to drive. How to ride a horse. And how to enjoy life. He showed me what a real, honest, and good man was. And most importantly, how I should be treated. Our parents didn't always like the fact that we were dating. But for the most part, they were OK with it. I think they figured that they knew both of us, and could trust us.
My Dad and I hit a rough patch. And when I was 14, I moved in with Enzo's family. The rules were strict. As was to be expected. I was 14...he was 17. And his mom is so "old school" that it ain't funny! We had our own bedrooms. There were about 4 rooms between us. Under no circumstance, even if the house was burning, were we to enter each other's room. Or leave our room in our pjs. It was strict. But we were more than OK with it. Oh, and we each had our own bathroom. No need for unwanted trouble there...
Not many people knew that I lived there. Probably just our parents, his brothers, and his aunt and uncle. But we made it work. His mom would take me to school on her way to work. And Enzo or his dad would pick me up from a variety of different activities I was in. And as a freshman, that increased! I probably lived there for 6 months or so. I don't know. There was a summer in the middle of the whole thing. But we made it work.
I moved back home after tragedy hit. Enzo's older brother (the middle brother) was killed. It was sudden. And really unexpected. It was an accident. And the entire family was greatly affected. After the services, and all had quieted down, I moved home. And Enzo tried to enjoy his Senior year of high school.
We went to different schools. And were 3 years apart. That in and of itself, was more than what most teen couples deal with. But now, Enzo was grieving for his brother. And I tried to be there for him. His brother was so pumped that his "little bro" was a Senior. And he wanted him to enjoy every aspect of his Senior year. So when he died in early September, well it didn't give a sunny look to the year.
Remember I said that Enzo's mom was "old school?" I mean she is really "old school." And after S died, she went into mourning. For an entire year, there was to be no celebrating, no going out, no fun, nothing enjoyable, nothing exciting. And Enzo was pulled in about 20 different directions. This was his Senior year. And he knew his brother wanted him to enjoy it. So he went to his older brother and cousins...
Well, we ended up going to his Senior Homecoming together. It was just weeks later. But when his cousin gave him an envelope that they had found, we had to go. S was an amazing man! He enjoyed life. And thought you should live every single second to it's fullest. S had saved money. And put it away for Enzo. $200 for each of the 3 dances that he would have that year. $300 for his Senior Rodeo event. And $500 to go on his Senior trip. $600 for his graduation party. With a letter that would make anyone cry.
I always thought it was so weird that he had all of this saved for his little brother. And the letter. Almost like he just knew. Like he knew that this accident would happen. But it made Enzo realize that he still needed to live. And now, more than ever. Because he had to live for both he and his brother.
We went to Homecoming. Enzo bought me a dress, shoes, the whole works. And we went out to a nice dinner. Had fun. It was the first time I had seen him smile since his brother had past away. And we went with all of our friends afterward, to the Family Ranch. We sat there, watching the sunrise. Enjoying the moment. And later, having a breakfast, that his grandma had made.
2 days later, he had moved in with his cousin. And he wouldn't say a word. But I found out, his mom and him had a pretty bad fight. And in the end, she told him either he was going to mourn and be sad, or he was going to move. And he moved. It was hard on him. His family had been so close. But he moved.
And the 2 of us still dated. I could tell how much he missed his brother. And his mom. Because his dad and him still talked. They would meet for dinner or breakfast a couple of times a week. And Enzo was just trying to get through his Senior year. The best way he could. But he was hurting.
Shortly after his Winter Ball, I could just tell he was miserable. He was going to Harvard the following Fall. Something that I may or may not have had a hand in. ;) And I think he just knew that he would probably not talk to his mom before that. No matter how many times he tried to talk to her, she wouldn't talk to him. And it pained me. It really broke my heart. Because he was miserable. It was like he had lost 2 people in his life.
On Valentine's Day, he planned a big night out for us. Just the 2 of us. His cousin was out of town with his wife. My parents were out of town. And the 2 of us were just going to enjoy Valentine's Day. His tia helped him to make a beautiful and delicious dinner. We got all dressed up. And well...I just couldn't do it. I knew he was miserable deep down inside. Part of him was missing. The sparkle was gone from his eyes. He wasn't the same man I had fallen in love with. He needed to fix things.
Yes folks, on Valentine's Day, we broke up. It was mutual. I knew I had to let him go. That would be the only way him and his mom would talk before he left for college. And he needed that. He needed to know that they were OK before he moved across the country. I was devasted. Enzo was crushed. I was 15...he was 18.
For the next few months, we barely talked. I would go to his games. I still wore his Letterman's Jacket. But we hardly spent time together. I knew he had started speaking to his mom. But he hadn't moved back. Then one night, he came to see me. He wanted me to go with him to his Senior Prom. And I said yes. Because I still loved him. So much. And I wanted him to be OK. To be honest, I really missed him too.
We went. And we had a great time! We danced all night. Had so much fun. It was like "old times." All of us even headed to the Ranch afterward. As the sun was rising, the 2 of us sat on the mountain, in our Prom gear, just taking in the view. It was magical. And deep down inside, I knew that was probably the last time I'd ever be in his arms again. The last time I'd listen to his strong and steady heartbeat. The last time I'd feel his breath on my neck. The last time I'd feel that safe.
A week later, he moved in with his parents. 4 days later, he had graduated. And 3 days after that, we were at his graduation party. The following day, he was moving. And starting college in the summer. I was devastated! I didn't know which way was up. I was 15...he was 18. We didn't have much say in our lives. I was still a kid. Even if I felt like a grown up. I was only 15.
He asked me to marry him. With a big diamond ring. He wanted to be with me forever. And I didn't know what to say. I was too young. My Dad would never go for it. And we both knew it. We didn't know what to say to one another. And Enzo moved. His mom was sad. His parents now had an "empty nest." And she would call me all the time. She wanted to know how he was. I knew about as much as she did...I had no clue!
This was my first year as a Varsity Cheerleader. And I used that as a good excuse. To stay busy. Because when I wasn't busy, I thought of him. The man that I loved. He was truly a man. And the most caring man that I knew. I missed him every second of the day. Because he wasn't just my ex-boyfriend, he was my oldest and very best friend in the world. My "breastest friend ever!"
At the end of that summer, we started to talk. And talk a lot! No one else knew. But we probably talked 3-4 times a day. And then, we decided that we'd try a long distance relationship. No lie! When he came home for the holidays, no one was the wiser. The 2 of us, were out on dates. Yes, we would have to drive an hour north, so we didn't get caught, but we didn't care. :)
But it didn't last. And from my Sophomore year to my Senior year, we dated off and on. He was busy in school. I was busy in school. We lived on opposite sides of the country. My Senior year was filled with trips, cheerleading, and college applications. That was his first year in med school.
When I got accepted to Harvard, he was more excited than I was. Because were he could afford it, I couldn't. His family has some serious cash. And he is heir to it all. That's the way his grandparents wanted it. Me? I had a full tuition and fees scholarship. But oh ya, there was still room and board, books, and living expenses. Oh, and my parents didn't want me leaving the state. Enzo, he was willing to support me. He had the money. But I just wasn't sure. And I definitely didn't need to start WWIII with my parents...
So I stayed. But I went to the furthest university I could. 3 hours away. And I bought a home. Yes, I bought a house when I was 18 years old! Dear Enzo, he had a gorgeous home too! And the 2 of us, once again, started a great romance. Thousands of miles couldn't separate us! I do think that 9/11 had something to do with us wanting to be together. It was like we were being sent this message. That something this special, was worth fighting for.
It was tough to say the least. But we tried. We talked on the phone a lot. Anytime Enzo had time off, he'd come and see me. And when we went home for the holidays, we just played like we hadn't seen or talked in months. It was a bit crazy. But it worked. Well, for a while.
One day, someone found out. I don't know who. But in no time, my Dad and his mom also knew. And that's when the fire started. For some reason, they didn't like us dating. But when we were dating, all they wanted was for us to be apart. And when we were apart, they wanted us to date each other. It was weird. And so complicated.
Well, we eventually broke up. Because it became too much. And he was in med school. I was dealing with very sick family members. And we just couldn't make it work. In the end, we loved each other more than life itself. Once, we even walked into "The Little White Chapel." And we were going to get married. Last minute, we walked out. That's how close it got. As adults, he gave me 3 engagement rings. But we just couldn't change our parents. And for us, that was the nail in the coffin. Because they mean too much to us.
Years later, his grandma died. And in her Will, she left everything to me and Enzo. The family still had hopes that we'd make it work. We were supposed to be the couple that took over for his grandparents. We were the "meant-to-bes." "We" just never really happened.
But now, we are the best of friends. We want nothing but the best for each other. And since we both live in the eastern part of the US now, we get to see a lot of each other. Enzo and My Guy happen to be great friends now too. They go on hunting trips together. And when I needed an internship out here, Enzo was the guy I turned to. Yes he was! And when the Big C happened, it was Enzo that totally stepped up to the plate. That was before I met My Guy.
Enzo took leave from his job to come take care of me. And he still takes care of me. Making sure that I'm OK. And doing 90% of my medical stuff himself. Yes, he is an amazing friend. And an incredible man. In the end, we weren't right for each other. We weren't the "perfect couple." But we were meant to be best friends for life. ♥
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Marie's Lingerie Party was a total success! And we had a blast! She left with so much lingerie, it was actually hilarious! Honestly, I can't imagine having better friends than I have. They really are amazing.
But right now, My Guy and I have our feet stuck in the sand. Enjoying the beach, sun, and some beautiful waves. I wish you could be here with us. But you know, even we have to get away for a day or so. :)
But this song, it just reminds me a bit of My Guy. I don't know what it is. Beer? Good times? Laid back? Probably all of them. Even if he only has a single beer on Mondays. The man cracks me up! But there you go. You know a little more about the man I love!
Back to relaxing with my love. He really does look pretty handsome. Just relaxed. In fact, I think he has fallen asleep. It's simply a beautiful day! Happy Sunday! ♥
I'm always being asked about my past relationships. How I met the men I've dated. What happened? And how did I get to this point in my romantic life? So here goes nothing! For the next few weeks, on Mondays, I'm going to post about my past relationships. I'm going to do it in order of my dating experience. I hope this goes OK. But you wanted to know. So I'm going to share. See you tomorrow! ♥
Saturday, August 28, 2010
How do I know that I'm getting older? Well, I'm hosting things like Baby Showers, Bridal Parties, and today...a Lingerie Party. It's for my good friend, Marie. She's getting married at the end of September. And we happen to be very close. Because she is one of my dancers, for when I perform. :)
My Guy has been really great about the whole thing too! He has endured long nights of me searching the internet for the perfect invitations, decorations, fabric, games, prizes, etc. I've spent hours making things. And even longer planning things. He's been great! Even though our home is starting to look like "Party Central!"
My Guy even gave up his trip to "Tropical Paradise," to come with me to my hometown. How did we mess that up? I still don't know. I swore that we planned this party on a week that he was working. But on his "Off Weekend" he came with me, to the desert. Don't feel too bad for him! We're still going to the beach for a few days. :)
But I wanted this to be special for Marie. She is 1 of 6 ladies that dance with me. We're all close. And actually, Josie is planning a wedding for this coming Spring. To say that we're all close, well that doesn't quite say enough. We're like sisters.
So I hope today is just perfect. I hope it's everything that Marie expected, and so much more! A few months ago, we had her Bridal Shower. Very beautiful, and classy. All her family and friends were there. But this party, it's more of a fun night for Marie. Just to let her hair down, and enjoy her upcoming nuptials.
And it's going to be an all day adventure. Starting with mani-pedis. And maybe some fun hairstyling. Then we're going out for lunch. And some shopping. You know, we have to have a little fun! Just the 10 of us are going out together. That includes our 3 other friends....Manders (MUA), D (2nd MUA), and Cole (Our Stylist.) Should be fun!
But tonight, there will be a whole lot more friends there. I'm making Tapas for the party. One of our favorite things ever! And I'm sure that Mr. G will enjoy the loot that Marie collects tonight. What man doesn't like beautiful lingerie on his "Lady Love?" ♥
Friday, August 27, 2010
So I did a little shopping today. I was actually looking for some black ballet flats. And I was driving by a Payless. I couldn't resist. Inexpensive and cute shoes. So I went to Payless. I found my ballet flats, but I couldn't resist the BOGO. And I picked up these babies!
Aren't they adorable? And they are so incredibly comfy! I might just have to wear them for Marie's girly day tomorrow. I'm seriously in love! And they were under $20. It was definitely a great buy! ♥
Thursday, August 26, 2010
I'm currently IN LOVE with this blanket! No lie. I just think it's fun. And so whimsical. Something about it, just makes me smile. Oh, I found it on Cakies. I just love this blog in general. Everything is so full of color. But this blanket, it just makes me smile. I might have to make one soon. For who? Maybe my "Soon-to-be-Here-Goddaughter." I think it would be so fun! ♥
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
I'm a "Brown Eyed Girl." And a performer. So makeup, it's just part of my life. I have an amazing friend and MUA...all in one. Mrs. Manders. And she does an amazing job with my makeup.
But before her, it was a lot of trial and error. Mostly error. I'm not going to lie. And where in the heck were my friends? They let me go out in public like that! Blue eye shadow, pink cheeks, and those lips...it was not good. Even in my red, white, and blue cheerleading uniform!
But a few tricks that I've learned along the way, and have really enjoyed, are mostly regarding technique. Good technique means you can wear almost any color and look. :) Makes me really happy!
I've also learned that I really enjoy a nice smokey eye. Even for an "Every day" look. You just have to adjust the colors, to where you are going. You know, I'll wear a nice neutral-brown smokey eye for work at the hospital. But I'll wearing a teal smokey eye to a gig. Especially when we wear our teal trajes. Heck, my favorite, is a good, old-fashion black smokey eye. With a red lip. Very nice for both mariachi and pin-up style performing.
And lastly, a good purple is amazing for us "Brown Eyed Gals!" I'm really liking Kandee's take on it too! Grab some purple eye shadow, and lets start playing! You know, makeup is a lot of fun when you don't end up looking like a clown. I had enough of those days in high school. Now, it's all about fun and elegance. ♥
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
In case you don't know it, I LOVE chocolate. Any kind. Any way. Just thinking about it, makes my mouth water. Well, I'm having a killer craving right now. For this chocolate cake!
I was doing a google search. For what? I don't even remember. But I saw this cake. And clicked on the link. And found this blog post, with this cake! You know, it's the middle of the night here. And if I wasn't already in my pjs, I'd go to the store for the ingredients. No lie!
So a spoonful or 2 of Nutella will have to do for tonight. But you can bet your life on it, I'm going to be making this cake. Very soon! ♥
There is a giveaway going on over at Happy Together. For this amazing sewing calendar! Don't you just love it? 2 of my favorite things together. A calendar, and sewing goodness! Head over to Happy Together and enter this giveaway. You know you want to! ♥
Monday, August 23, 2010
I have a little confession, I really miss the Kumbia Kings. They were one of my favorite bands. It's so sad, that stupid things can break up such amazing talent. I've actually experienced this first hand. The music business is tough. But I completely understand A.B.'s reasons. It's just sad when great music like this, comes to end. Very similar to the way I feel about Selena. Both are great loses to the fans. The Kumbia Kings did come together briefly last year. And I for one, hope that this is the beginning of a new chapter for the band. ♥
Sunday, August 22, 2010
It's nice to be home. And on a Sunday. That almost never happens. My Guy, he happens to still be asleep. Which is a nice change of pace for us. I'm so proud of him. And everything he did yesterday. I'm just so proud of him!
As for today? Well, I'm thinking a day of nothingness. That doesn't happen much. And My Guy has to return to work on Tuesday. So we're going to take advantage of our down time. I'm also going to enjoy my fuzzy, pink flamingo slippers.
Oh Sunday, how I love you! A little church. A little being lazy. And a whole lot of time with My Guy. And our fur babies. Nothing is better than this! ♥
Thursday, August 19, 2010
I happen to really like working out. Being sick, I don't always get to. But I try. I especially like running. Outside. Not on a treadmill.
And because of his job, My Guy also has to workout. He doesn't quite share my love of it. But he has to workout. His trainer comes to the house in the mornings. Um, probably not the best. My Guy is also not a morning person. That's how I started working out with his trainer...
So I have a good 90-120 minute workout Monday-Thursday. We do lots of weight training and cardio stuff. But on the weekends, My Guy and I are usually on our own. Because we're on the road. So I have to figure things out. My Guy gets a good workout from his work. Me? I run. And I depend on fun workouts. Like pilates, yoga, various exercise tapes...and now...Zumba.
It's probably been about 2 1/2 years since I first discovered it. And I LOVE it! It's like dancing. Not working out. And I happen to LOVE to drag my friends with me. Until my bestie got pregnant, we used to go to at least 1 class a week together. Lots of times, it was much more than that. :)
But honestly, if you're looking for a fun workout, one that is mostly dancing, this is the one you should try! It's so much fun! ♥
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
And these are the booties that really caught my eye! Now I just need to figure out which ones I'm going to buy. Because you can guarantee I'm buying some booties for the Fall!
These brown suede ones. So cute! I like the style of them. And the way they lace up in the front. They around $100.
These grey ones, I LOVE the way they look. Modern and sleek. I'm not sure how I feel about the back zippers. But they are something cute! And the price isn't too bad.
But these Western styled booties, they're adorable! Love the color and the style. I'm not in love with the price though...
Hmm, I really need to buy a pair of booties. But which ones? The pair that I really like, are $260! Can I justify that? I mean, I would wear them all the time. But still... ♥
Friday, August 6, 2010
In case you didn't already now, I'm a Mariachi player and singer. I've been doing it for years. Maybe 15? I don't really remember. But it's been a long while.
Since I got sick, and I moved, I haven't been doing it as much. And to be honest, I really miss it. I miss songs like this. It's more about the culture. And what the music means to you. About sharing it with people. And really making people happy with the music.
I ran across this video today, and it's ignited the fire again. I really want to play some more. Or maybe just do some singing. But I miss it. Out of all the various kinds of performing that I've done, this is the one that I miss the most. I had the most fun as a Mariachi. I met some of the most incredible people that you will ever meet. And honestly, it changed my life for the better.
So I'm going to enjoy listening to this song a few times. And hopefully, while I'm home, I'll get to see a live Mariachi. This music makes my toes curl. That's how much I love it! ♥
Thursday, August 5, 2010
You'd be so surprised at how many messages I get about my blog name, my e-mail address, and my twitter name. Why Nightingale? Because that's the nickname that My Guy gave me when we met.
You see, we met when I was performing a gig in Las Vegas. And he said something about my voice. Being soothing, smooth, and beautiful. I think he was trying to use some sort of pick up line or something. :) But somehow, that turned into Nightingale.
It's not much more exciting than that. One of his really good friends always refers to "Nightingale" when they tease My Guy. Because they all work together. And we've decided to keep our relationship on the DL. Just because of the public nature of his job. It's hilarious. Maybe one day, more people will get to hear the story.
Now My Guy says that he lives with a Nightingale. Because I'm always singing. Always! It's a little hilarious. But that's what I do. So there you go...I'm My Guy's Sweet Nightingale...and I like to sing. ♥
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Today happens to be a very big and important day! My best friend's 30th Birthday! Happy Birthday Enzo! I wish I could be there to help you celebrate!
We've been friends since my birth! No lie. We've been the best of friends. We've dated. We've grown up. And when I needed him the most, he's always been here for me. I say, had it not been for Enzo, I wouldn't be here today. He really did save my life.
There are so many great memories that we share. But I know, no matter where we live, what we're doing in life, or who we're doing it with, we'll always have each other. That's pretty incredible.
So on this great day, Enzo, I hope all of your dreams come true. Enjoy the Ranch! And Mr. I'll see you this weekend. You know, I have to make you a birthday cake! ♥
My Cakies is hosting a giveaway. For a $25 gift certificate to Urban Rain. They have some adorable pieces! My favorites happen to be the Elaine Faye Bobbies. There's just something cute about them. And oh so perfect for Fall! The giveaway ends on Thursday morning, so hurry up and enter. Could you just imagine the great things you can get from Urban Rain? ♥
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
I call her. I e-mail. I plan out get togethers. I buy her gifts for Christmas or her birthday. I always remember to call her on her birthday. But her, I don't hear from her. Unless she wants to meet for lunch. But if she knows I'm not going to be around, I don't hear from her. It makes me mad. And sad.
But the one thing that really bothers me, is I've seen her steal. Not once, not even twice. But multiple times. I didn't know what to do. And I didn't know what to say. Because it was stupid stuff that she took. And how do you say anything?
The first time, it was Burt's Bees hand salve. The second time, it was Rose hand salve. Then it was pens at Staples. Pens at Target. Then lipgloss at Walgreen's. So I avoided her. It didn't all happen at once. But over time. Maybe 4 years or so. My final straw was when she stole from me! OK, it wasn't a million dollars or anything. But some lipglosses from my purse. I don't think she figured that I'd notice. But I did. And I think that was low. In fact, if she would have even said that she liked them, I would have probably gave them to her.
So her I am. I've avoided her. I've not seen her in well over 6 months. But I'm not sure if I should actually bring this up. Or just stop talking. Because in the last few days, she's called and e-mailed. I haven't responded to either.
I mean, I don't want people like this in my life. But what so I do? Do I say something? Do I ask her about it? Or do I just stop responding to her? ♥
Where does she get all these cute kitchen towels that she uses for her aprons? They're adorable!
Look at how cute all these aprons look! I just love the way aprons look hung on the clothesline. :)
This is my favorite one. I just love all the veggies. And of course, the red! So very cute.
This pineapple apron is also so cute! It's just a little spunky and fun. :)
I'm telling you, Megan is super talented! Have you seen her crochet blog, Crochet Every Day? If you are a crocheter, you definitely need to go take a look. And even if you're not, I would still go look at her blog! It's just that cute. And your probably wondering, which items I wish I could win. Well that would be the red veggie apron, or a season of Grey's Anatomy. Hello! My favorite show! So hurry up and go enter her contest! ♥
Monday, August 2, 2010
I just wanted to let everyone know that 2 Moms Talk is hosting a month of giveaways. I figured all of my friends would want to enter for their chance to win a cute tutu! But there are going to be all sorts of giveaways. So head over to 2 Moms Talk and join the fun! ♥
Being part Spanish, as in from Spain, I've always been drawn to Flamenco music. I love the style. There is something free and fresh about it. Like it's coming from the soul. And to be able to watch live Flamenco music and dance, there is nothing like it in the entire world! Nothing!
I'm still feeling under the weather, so I decided to stay in bed today. Oh ya. We didn't go home either. Because it was just too much, for me to handle, at the moment. So I'm in bed. Watching various YouTube videos on Flamenco. Personally, this is one of my favorites. :)
At one time, I really wanted to take Flamenco lessons. I love this style of dance. And when I met a friend in college, who played the guitar, I almost signed up. He was so good at playing Flamenco style music. I sorta regret that now. Because there is definitely no place around here to learn Flamenco. But I still enjoy watching and listening to it so much! ♥
Sunday, August 1, 2010
My Guy and I decided to head home this week. Yes, to my home. On the other side of the country. For a lot of reasons. One, we're meeting with the architect. Have I mentioned that we bought property? In the little town near where I own a house. And were building a house. It just seems like too much to me. But I understand the reasons behind it.
My Guy likes to have a place, to escape to, when he's not working. Even though in the town where I live, no one ever recognizes him. But I get it. My house is in the middle of town. In a neighborhood. My yard connects with 5 other yards. Not much privacy. So I can understand.
Speaking of my house, we're thinking about selling it. So we're going to go through my stuff. It's time to start making decisions on what I want and what I don't. It's crazy! I've been living with My Guy, well pretty much, for over 2 years now. And I have a house full of stuff that I don't use. Time to really go through my house.
No, my house has not been empty all this time. I've had friends who have lived there. And from time to time, My Guy and I go for a few days at a time. But it's really time to get rid of things I don't use or want. I want someone to love my things. To really enjoy some of the things I have. So that is what we're going to be doing this week. At least for 3 days.
Then My Guy is heading back to work. And I'm heading home to visit my parents. It's way over due! And hopefully I'll get to see some friends. And my goddaughter. It's been forever! I feel like such a bad Nina. But that's my week in a nutshell. What are your plans for the week? ♥