Tuesday, January 31, 2012

No Steak Day

Have you had one of those days? Y'know, one of those days where no matter how hard or fast you work, you still feel like you didn't get anything done? Yep, had one of those today.

My email turnout was pretty slim due to working on some issues with our Amazon seller account, a photoshoot for one of our new products, and other random stuff. All in all, I got plenty done, but it's hard to show it.

But wait, it gets worse. I decided that I wanted steak for lunch.

Fortunately, there is an Outback Steakhouse just down the street. So after coercing my co-workers in joining my steakravaganza and writing down their orders, I check Yelp to find out what time they open and get their phone number. They open at 4pm. For dinner. What the heck, Outback? Why ya gotta play me like that, yo?

Seriously, though. What is the point of having a lunch menu if you don't serve lunch? Ugh.

Steakless in Seattle,


Friday, January 20, 2012

Style of the Sirens: Leslie Caron

When you think of screen legends, style icons, and sirens of the past, I'm sure you think of Marilyn, Audrey, Bette (either of them), etc. It seems that one of the most gorgeous and elegant ladies to ever show up on film is often forgotten amongst these others. Yes, I speak of the one and only Leslie Caron.

First appearing with Gene Kelly in "An American In Paris", this seductress played the wide-eyed innocent and melted the hearts of men with her sweet French accent. Her credits include hits such as "Gigi", "Daddy Long Legs", and the more recent "Le Divorce". I remember her for the title role in "Lili".

Her style changed over time, but in all her roles and throughout the decades, her bright eyes and fabulous style have remained.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

The New Boy - Old Boy Phenomenon

Perhaps there's a different name for it, but I'll call it the "New Boy - Old Boy Phenomenon" or NBOBP for short.

I'm sure for most females who have dated around a bit, they are familiar with the concept: As soon as you start dating or talking to a new guy, suddenly a guy you had dated previously contacts you in some way.

Is he aware of this new guy? Maybe not. Somehow, there's a little tiny chip built into heterosexual males (sorry, these are the only specimens that have been examined) to alert them when a female is connecting with a new male. Once triggered, they feel the obligation to text, call, email, or Facebook said female so that she is still aware of their existence.

It amazes me that I just wrote a post about how my ex's best friend unfriended me on Facebook, and early this morning he randomly decides to comment on my Facebook status. Was it due to the blog? Was it that little chip alerting him to the fact that I've been talking with some other guys?

It will perhaps remain an unsolved mystery.

The next guy's pre-ex girlfriend,


Monday, January 16, 2012

Facebook Friend Etiquette: Friends of your ex

So a few moments ago, I was playing around on Facebook. I had noticed that my friend number had gone down by 1 or 2, but that happens on occasion. Then I went to type in my friend Liz's name to post something on her wall. That's when I realized...there was another Liz that was suddenly not showing up in the list of options.

I actually typed in her full name, and none of those smiling faces belonged to the girl I was looking for. To further check what happened, I went to my ex's profile (yes, we're still FB friends). There she was.

My ex's best friend un-friended me. Such drama! Such scorn! Such...well, I guess we don't really talk or anything, so I guess it doesn't matter.

So for those of you who have experienced this, what do you do with all of those "friends" that you've made through your now-ex after the breakup? Do you just leave them there? Do you remove them? Do you ::gasp:: block them? I've just kinda left them all there, not really thinking much of it.

Is it sad that you've lost one of your pseudo-friends?

I guess. But at least no real friends were compromised.

Your friend,


Friday, January 13, 2012

500 calories down the drain

In an effort to get into a shape that is not round, I have been doing a bit of Slim-Fast dieting. I drink two shakes a day, eat three snacks around 100 calories each, then have one regular meal up to 500 calories. With long hours at work, my big meal has been lunch since I'm in a rush in the mornings and I'm not usually that hungry at night.

Today I was excited to try out my Trader Joe's Garlic Noodle Bowl that has been sitting in my cupboard for what seems like an eternity (probably closer to a few weeks). I took out the packets, poured them in, added hot water, and sat down to eat.

Oh my word. So not worth my only decent meal of the day. Moral of the day: If you're on a diet that limits your "full meal" options, go with something you know is going to be yummy. Don't waste calories on crap.

Full but irritated,


Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Dating in the Technological Age

Once again I found myself searching profiles, looking for keywords that indicated possibilities of that ever-evasive "connection". I signed up for two different sites, have spoken with a number of different men, and feel no closer to love.

Am I once again looking for love in the wrong places? I thought that this is where "young professionals" come to meet their match! Is mine out there? Or will I have to continued weeding through messages from 56-year-old men with creepy pick-up lines, prematurely balding players, occasional women (I don't roll that way, honey), and foreign men who think American women are easy? I sincerely hope not.

Yet that is what I often go through. I have gone out with a few different guys, and have corresponded with a few others. Sometimes they flake out before we ever meet, other times they flake out after.

Then there's a completely different issue: what if I don't find them physically attractive? I'm not saying I'm holding out for Hugh Jackman (unless of course, he's available!), but what happens if I see a picture and I just absolutely cannot imagine myself making out with him? To me, there has to be some level of physical attraction. It isn't everything, but it is something. If I don't find a guy attractive at all, he's getting deleted. I do this just as much for him as for myself. After all, what guy wants to be with a girl who doesn't want to make out with him, or feels like she's merely settling for him?

And there's that label...settling. I want to settle down meaning that I find someone, but I don't want to settle. And I don't want to really settle down. I want to find someone who will take on life with me. I want to have adventures together, even in the mundane. The phrase "settling down" has a trace of dullness to it. That isn't what I want.

What do I want, you ask? Everything: love, loyalty, adoration, etc. Truth be told, it seems like mission: impossible..without Tom Cruise.

Still single, still yours,


Sunday, January 8, 2012

A blur called life

Things go by so quickly, it seems. All year I strive to make sure that on that one special day, everyone is remembered and that they open boxes and bags filled with things that will make them smile.

That day came and went in the blink of an eye. Even faster was the entire weekend in Vegas. Sigh.

As I get older, it seems while minutes still turn into days, and days still turn into weeks, and weeks still turn into years, it all happens at warp speed. One of these days I will need to just hide away somewhere wonderful so that I may have a chance to catch my breath.

So, to catch you up on Vegas...it was amazing!

Liz and I had a blast, though one of the days was a bit sleepy and slow (we'd gotten up early the previous day, stayed out late, and hadn't really recovered). I definitely need to return and do all of the things that we weren't able to do.

And now it is 2012. In a blink of an eye, 2011 is no more and we are in a new year. Did you do everything that you wanted to in 2011? Are there more things left to accomplish?

My goals for 2012 are to save $5000, spend more time with my siblings (my brother is growing up way too fast!), and live life to the fullest. While the latter my conflict with the former, they both need t coincide.

Happy 2012!