Choleesas World

Loving life in So. Cal...

2013-04-22T13:42:00.001-07:00

Hi guys,

Im done being angry, I knew it was a passing fancy, but somedays it hits hard.
P.S. I filed for child support once, asshole quit and I missed more work trying to get the papers refiled...so I gave up. If I filed now, he might take that as an excuse to start coming around and in the end, I definitely dont want that...

I love living in California....and this weekend I went out and experienced California...

I went to the beach on Saturday...I love the beach. I love the sound of the waves, the feel of the sand, the sun on my skin.....

yeah yeah, Im au-naturale.....but Im going to the beach....so who needs makeup???

Go Dodgers!!!

Obviously, I need to work on my tan....and a lot harder at the gym.....but Im making progress.....

I saw a mother flucking whale!!! Excuse my excitement, but i saw a mother flucking whale!! From all my google searches, I am guessing it was a gray whale...it was huge, and it was close to shore....Right where the waves start to break, it was THAT close!!! I didnt get a picture, cause i was just so AWED by mother nature at that point. AWESOME!!!

Then Sunday, I went to Disneyland....my annual pass is about to expire, so Im getting in my last hurrahs while I can.....

This is what happens when you try to squeeze a big woman ass in a little girl sized slide....but I got a giggle out of it.....then I hit up the bars....I told you guys that I bar hop at Disneyland...member???

And this is what happens......

I drink a few of these babies, and I start posing like Im posing for friggen Hustler or something....
Whatever, I had myself a good time!!!

any head shrinks read me???

2013-04-19T11:05:00.000-07:00

Im gonna write this post in anger... Im hoping that in writing, I will have an epiphany/breakthrough...something..... I am unreasonably angry with something. I will admit is completely self inflicted, cause I went out in search of something....KNOWING I wouldnt like what I found, and still I went and looked..... I went and looked at my deadbeat baby daddy's facebook page.
Facebook actually suggested him as "someone I might know" Can you believe that shit?? Facebook is smarter than I thought. Apparently he is now married (quite recently) ....with a new daughter

He told me I wasnt worth marrying.
I was a hot little 16 year old wasnt I??

He hasnt seen his 17 year old daughter in 14 years.... (she is the spitting image of his family)

So my anger.....I dont know.
I want to say Im angry on behalf of my kids....
but they arent angry....they feel complete indifference towards him.

I talk shit because he has a facebook, and both my kids have a facebook, but he has NEVER even tried to contact them.....
I would spit nails if he did, but Im spitting nails that he doesnt....
I dont want him anywhere near them, but Im so pissed that he doesnt want to be near them.
I say what kind of asshole completely walks away from two such special, beautiful, perfect kids...
but I know they are as wonderful as they are because I banned him from their lives....

Maybe its the child in me that wants him to see that I am still the same size I was BEFORE he knocked me up at 16 years old, completely ruining my childhood, and robbing me of important developmental milestones that every teen girl should have and then walking out of my life leaving me to fend for myself and his two children without any help whatsoever........ As opposed to the woman who is quite literally three of me that he now calls wife. I know I know, completely childish and uncalled for....

I obviously have alot of anger, and I do not know WHY.
Maybe there is a part of me that still wonders why WE werent worth marrying and sticking around for??

Maybe I didnt get the closure I needed...maybe Im immature and jealous??
I dont want this man, I wouldnt go back with him...ever.......even if he became a bajillionaire, regrew hair, and begged me.....I wouldnt, in fact, there are days when I cannot even remember what I saw in him.

There are days when I am actually happy that he has another chance at life, and I hope he's found peace from his demons, and I wish him well....

Then there are days like today, when I say "how fucking dare he?" "how the hell can he look in the mirror KNOWING he has completely abandoned two kids?" "how can he look at this new daughter without even thinking of the other one he's left behind"
When this woman told him she was pregnant, did he even think back to the times I told him I was pregnant?
Does he look at this new baby, and have flashbacks to the times he looked at his other babies? Does he regret any of it?
Or are we completely forgotten in the past as if we never existed...

Im guessing it is my lack of closure on the matter, or his lack of defense, or his lack of effort, or his lack of responsibility....

Maybe if he would have just said, "fuck you and your kids" to me, then I would have said, "well, then" and moved on....but he didnt.
He swore ever lasting love, and devotion to his kids. He swore on his life that he would always fight me to keep them....He told me I could never keep his kids from him and whether I liked it or not, he would ALWAYS be a part of their lives....then we didnt hear from him until he showed up 2 years later - to introduce some new broad to MY kids as their new step mom....Oh yeah, he did THAT. (she is not the woman he is now married to)

Yeah, I know we are better - INFINITELY better without his presence in any of our lives.... but still.......why does he deserve another chance to be a father to another daughter??
What did he do to be blessed with another child? He hasnt earned it, he doesnt deserve it, and his sperm should all shrivel up and die......taking the balls with them. Mind you, Im not wishing death on him (not anymore as we wouldnt get any social security from him thanks to the new wife....but I used to, oh yeah, there were days when I would wish painful slow death on him) just wishing death to his sperm.
Part of me wants to haul ass off to the district attorney and file for child support... Why should this new daughter get anything from him when neither of my children got what they deserved from him?? I know this new kid didnt do anything wrong, and maybe this wife of his is an amazing woman who makes him a better man, but why should this "new" family of his get the proper treatment?? I think my daughter came first, so she should get first dibs on anything he has.... Yes, anger, extreme anger.....extremely childish anger.... Nope, no insight, no epiphany, but tomorrow is another day, and I wont be angry tomorrow....

Maybe I need therapy.

Meal time

2013-04-18T11:14:00.002-07:00

Eat me!

that is what will be sprawled across my, and other chicks chests............
(and one dude...so far).....

as we run away from Zombies...

I did it, I signed up and paid to participate in the Zombie Run...

no backing out now...

What do you think of my team name??

Careful what you wish for.....

2013-04-09T08:16:00.000-07:00

Early Saturday morning, I got my wish.............
LOW blood sugars........ too low in fact.............
60 to be exact. (I have been running in the 200's) I was about a thought away from calling 911...that thought being the bill that would later accompany that call. I have never in my entire life been so scared, and mind you I have been shot at, and forcefully taken at gun point. But THIS was some scary shit. I woke up around 4 in the morning, DRIPPING in sweat, DRIPPING, and shaking uncontrollably... So I got up to go to the kitchen to get my meter, and it was like I was fall down drunk...I couldnt even walk without hitting everything in my path, I got the meter, and got to the bathroom, cause at this point I thought I would vomit.... and by the time I got to the bathroom, I couldnt even hold myself up, couldnt hold the meter, could only just sit there propped up against the bath tub. I yelled at my hubby to wake up and get me some milk NOW.... (did you know milk has alot of sugar?) for once in his damn life, he did what was asked without question, and without hesitation....I musta been a scary sight.... Well, I lived, obviously.....
but I wonder had I not woken up..........

lack luster and shine

2013-04-05T08:45:00.000-07:00

I have lost all motivation and any creative spark that I had. I was SO determined to do my Zombie Run, and so determined to get my diabetes in check, but life keeps fighting me. I got nasty NASTY shin pain in my last Zombie mission, and have not gone back to finish it.. Any runners out there know of a good cure?? My stupid gym decided to close until June 30 for "renovations" ahem, what kind of stupid assed gym closes right before summer?? So I have been redirected to one that is 2 minutes from my job. At first I thought it ideal, a hop and a skip from work...I was even under the stupid impression that if I liked it, I would be calling it my new home.... but alas, from the first foot I stepped in that place....I hate it. Its small, its unorganized, the machines are terribly antiquated, the cardio machines are upstairs in which could only be described as a "loft" - where there is NO airflow, and the ceiling is about a foot and a half from my head...stale, and stinky up there. And Im no expert, but I say it fails on a massive level as far as Feng shway goes (yes, I know its spelled wrong) **funny side note: I read that if you do a vinegar rinse on your hair, it leaves your hair extremely shiny, and the smell goes away once your hair dries...FACT!!! I had the shiniest fucking head of hair yesterday, and no stink.... and then I went to the gym and started to sweat...... AND the smell came back........ so there I was working my ass off in a stanky, stale, no air flow having "loft" ...... smelling of pickle.... leaving the other gym members with a choice.... do they stay up in that "loft" and smell pickles while they get their cardio on.....(cause the stench WAS rather pungent) or do they leave, and not get their cardio fix? Im evil......I know........but this made me laugh very hard, until I couldnt stand my own smell and left.... I havent picked up my camera in months.... not even when the hubby surprised me with NASCAR tickets...... I am feeling uninspired and just plain lazy and I blame it all on the sugars...they spike, they drop, they spike again. As hard as Im trying to feel better, I actually feel worse. I am told all will be well, once I figure out my insulin needs, and adjust accordingly, but in the meantime, I have to walk around feeling like a drunk, an addict, or just plain ass... while I dont really mind the "drunk" feeling, I know when I feel like that, Ive dropped too low, I dont like feeling like an addict, I cant stand the shakes...and well, Ive never enjoyed feeling like ass...just not my thing. Welcome to my current uninspired, ass feeling, pickle smelling world..

My pitiful 200th post

2013-03-28T10:08:00.000-07:00

this is my 200th post......woopty fucking doo!!

its also a pity party......

There are reasons why a diabetic is 3 times more likely to be depressed. Heres the fuck why: 1. you are not supposed to eat anything that actually tastes good. 2. you are supposed to exercise for at least 50 minutes of cardio...daily. 3. you have people "with good intentions" constantly watching you like a hawk 4. you have to poke yourself with a needle at least three times a day squeezing blood out of your body just to make sure that you will live for another 3 hours. 5. some of them have to inject a foreign "substance" (insulin) into their bodies and
A. hope it gets the job done, B. hope they didnt shoot too much that it sends them into a coma and
C. hope they dont turn into a raging bag of anger and or tears, because it is after all a HORMONE. and last but not least, when you have done all of the above because you dont want to end up blind, in a coma, on dialysis, or dead, and STILL your blood sugars are three times higher than they should be.

why bother?

If I were a boy....

2013-03-15T10:29:00.000-07:00

hey y'all. I apologize for my lack of posting, but I havent had much to say.. It seems a positive Cho is a boring Cho... Since Ive been away, I have been disowned by my sister...............(Hope she's over it by the time she gives birth to my nephew....)and unfriended by my cousins husband....

I guess when you start living your life to make yourself happy, it makes others unhappy.

Hey what happened to unconditional love?? Whats with this "I love you with conditions" bullshit?? I have also started training for the zombie apocalypse.....
no really.... I have. I have decided to enter a "zombie run" its much like a "mud run" only they throw in zombies who chase you. Its basically the same principle as flag football...they give you a belt with flags, and if a zombie catches you, they steel a flag. You complete an obstacle, and you may get a bonus flag. If you cross the finish line with your flags, you lived, if you cross the finish line without your flags, you are deemed a Zombie... Im totally stoked about this!!! I even purchased an app, featuring zombies ............that chase you....that you can hear grunting right in your ears..... Ive only completed two "missions" but so far Im digging it. Did I mention that I am NOT a runner?? always wanted to be , but I dont have the mental strength to do it... I give up mentally long before I do physically....
But Ive been trying.
I have been running approx. 3 or so miles at the hill where I hike...........mind you it IS down hill, but its a start, Ive gotten myself up to 2 miles on the treadmill.....and I managed three while running from a hoard of zombies.... something about loud moaning and groaning voiced over Justin Beiber that just creeped the shit out of me.
I will not be taking comments about why I have Justin Beiber on my ipod thank you very much My ass has lifted dramatically and my legs are toning up nicely... and my mental state has been nothing short of "sunny"..... even I am sick of my smile!!
Fun fact about Cho:

if I could be a man for a day, the three things I would want to experience.....

1. a blow job, preferably given to me by someone with my exact "set of skills" (so I can see how good I really am)
2. masturbate....
3. have sex......again with someone of my "exact set of skills" for same reason....
Why oh why, would all my manly experiences by sex oriented??
CAUSE IM A MAN OF COURSE!!!

Vegas........and vadge lips...

2013-03-01T10:07:00.000-08:00

Well Happy Friday People!! I 0bviously made it back from Vegas, however its a damn good thing that I relied on someone elses transportation as I would not have had gas money to make it back..... Before I proceed, let me just make most of you jealous..... My weather for today.....

I am in a tank top!! I love Cali.... Ok, Vegas......... I had a blast!!! Let me share my absolute favorite picture .................

There are many things I absolutely "love" about this picture... 1. The obvious fact that I am laughing so much, that my eyes look Asian. 2. my boobs look fantastic... 3. The shadow from the flash and my head is making the chest of this horse look like vadge lips.....so in essence, I am falling out of horse lips..... Ironic, considering what I do for a living..... Then there is this picture.....pearls in my mouth.....

Coming from this.............

Which is a "bobatini" those are boba balls in my mouth.... I got picked up on by a twenty something year old...and she was pretty damn hot.....sorry I was so dumbstruck, that I didnt think of taking her picture....She said I was "freaking hot" she obviously has GREAT taste. When I wasnt out losing money, I was walking the strip meeting famous people....

Dancing my ass off, taking "self portraits while intoxicated"
And taking self portraits in the bathroom.......

I also spent alot of time at Margaritaville......

But the best thing about Vegas.........is the trash on the sidewalk..........

And THAT is pretty much my weekend in a nutshell.

Warning!! This post contains alot of vadge.

2013-02-21T11:18:00.000-08:00

Hello?? Anyone still out there?? Sorry for the lack of posts lately... After I got over the bronchitis, I caught someone elses cold.... how disgusting is that, to catch strange cooties......TWICE so needless to say, Im fucking sick of being sick!!! Also its breeding season, so the horses need vadges!! which steals from my time to write my witty stories for you. Ever had a phone call where the person on the other end has his arm up a horses ass, while the horse is screaming?? didnt think so...

(Just thought maybe you'd want a visual of me with MY arm up a horses ass)

Apparently I have a new follower, who loves to piss people off, and lives in Cunt, Vagina... I myself would prefer to live in Twatville, but to each his own..... WELCOME Tard!! Speaking of vaginas.......I am excited that this weekend, I am off to Vegas to pursue my life long dream of being a stripper on the strip.... Ill let you know how THAT goes........ Last time I went to Vegas, I came back with a terrible growth I now call husband... This time, what happens in Vegas, is DEFINITELY staying in Vegas!! Maybe Ill have some really great drunken stories and PICTURES to share when I get back..
But then if I tell you dosnt that break Vegas code??? Wish me luck!!

COOTIES!!!

2013-02-01T10:11:00.004-08:00

Hi guys!
It turns out I have bronchitis. I went to the doctors to go over my labwork, (which was not up to her standards) and I laughed, and wheezed, and she checked my lungs, and viola!! Everyone here is sick.
All with the flu.
I can say this is the first time that the flu shot ever did me any favors...all I got was a chest full of boogers.
No fever, no body aches, no sweats, chills or any other such nonsense.
I do however sound like Marge Simpsons smoking sisters.....get me laughing, and its just gross. Im all out of cough medicine,   which is too bad, cause I was enjoying the "medicine head" I went through three bottles...
Im not buying a fourth.....I think I may have a problem..... That is all for now.

Purple Haze all in my brain

2013-01-24T09:35:00.001-08:00

Im sick!!


Damn it!


Someone shared their nasty germs with me........again.


I got my flu shot like a good girl,  but now I have a COLD,  and with 
a nasty ass cough...

I am moving furniture in my lungs with every single cough.

There goes my hike this weekend....and any planned trips to the gym....
cancelled. 
 
I didnt sleep at all last night.  
Thanks to some good ass day time cough medicine,  I could not fall asleep.

And I am here at work,  because I knew the pansy assed co-worker of mine 
was going to call in sick....

why do I gotta be so damned responsible?? I should have let them 
suffer, I brought my cough medicine with me....I read 
that if you take enough of it, it is considered hallucinogenic? How the
hell do you spell it?? So...............
  
Here I am........swigging on the "juice"  listening to Donna Summer.........

should make for an interesting day.

If you guys are lucky,  Ill post again later........while doped up on hallucinogenic cough medicine........

dancing purple elephants anyone?






(am I the only one who found this scene in Dumbo to be extremely scary?)

El Paso by way of Santa Barbara

2013-01-23T12:23:00.001-08:00

(man, it never fails!!! I get myself in a good spot........and BAM!!!) I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. I hate it, because while I know people only post what they want you to see, I still see their happiness, and it pisses me off, makes me want their life. I Love it because it is pretty much the only way I get updates from my family that is spread out all over the country. We have our own little private group for just us family members, and we post what we want to be known there. This morning my cousin posted that my grandmother was in the hospital. Her diabetes was giving her problems....(which really freaks me out, cause it brings to mind my own mortality and ailing condition, not to mention that I just went and had my lab work done this morning, which always brings it front and center)

My grandma is in El Paso Texas. I dont know if Ive mentioned this before, but my Texas side of the family is a tad bit dysfunctional. So, I had to go to my cousin in Santa Barbara to find out exactly how accurate the news was..... My grandparents are getting old, and they are not in the greatest health, and I also know that when one of them passes, the other will be right behind...So, every time I hear news of one of them ailing.........
I panic.
I think to myself, that I should have went to that cousins wedding, I should have taken some vacation time to go see them, and now its too late. The last time I went to visit them was when my uncle died....not exactly a pleasure visit.
So here I am spending time looking at bus schedules, train schedules to see if I can find a way to get there and see them.....just in case. Im looking at a 14-16 hour trip to spend a weekend with them. But I dont want to regret not making the trip....if you know what Im saying....I dont want to be "too late" And then I get an update, and she is improving. And as guilty as I feel about it, the urgency to get there fades. what kind of grand daughter am I anyways?

Me and Charles Manson

2013-01-21T12:58:00.001-08:00

Hey guys. This weekend our weather warmed up, the skies were clear and it was absolutely beautiful!! So to enjoy the beauty, I went on a hike. I love to hike, and this particular place has a pretty impressive view. I get to this spot, I see this view, and I feel like I can accomplish anything.

Ive been doing alot of soul searching and thinking lately, and I have come to the one conclusion that I need to start doing things for ME. To make ME happy, so on my way home from the hike, all sweaty and stinky, I walked into the Laughing Buddha, and did something Ive been wanting to do for years...... something my husband has declared he did not want me to do....but on my hike, I decided, its my choice, and it would make me happy, so I did it. I pierced my belly button....actually, I didnt do it, Charles Manson did. This guy looked exactly like Charles Manson. EXACTLY....almost made me think twice about doing it.....but I said screw it, and I did it. And I love it!! Every time I look at it, I am reminded that I did it for ME, to make ME happy. Saturday night, I met up with an old friend from Junior and High school....had a blast!!! A BLAST!!!! I told her secrets I havent told anyone and she didnt judge me, which is exactly what I needed, in fact I think she may have even seen things my way on the subjects... I felt so damned good and renewed that I got up Sunday morning and asked if anyone wanted to go for another hike.... No one wanted to.........so get this........I WENT ALONE!! Yup, I went at that 5 mile hike alone! and Im a tad bit ashamed to admit that halfway through my hike, I had tears in my eyes.... from feeling so good. This weekend was the first time in a very very very long time, that I felt good about myself, that I felt like I was my own person, and not just someones mom, wife, or whatever, I was mine. This weekend I was MINE!! What a lucky bitch!
Oh and have I mentioned, Ive been soda free for one week!~! AND, I have cut back to just ONE cup of coffee....swew.........change is in the wind my friends, and I am super excited.

From my list of nifty sayings.

2013-01-17T10:12:00.004-08:00

"The trouble with not having a goal is that you spend your life running up and down the field and never score" - Bill Copeland. When I first read this, I was a tad bit troubled. Cause I am goal-less But just now as I typed it out, I realized it was a soccer joke....no goal, no score... haha.
(even more troubled that it took me so long to catch that.) When I was little, I thought I wanted to be a singing scientist... yeah you read that right... I was going to be a brilliant scientist by day, and by night, I was gonna be a singer.... Fast forward, I failed science my freshman year, and had to take it again in summer school, and ended up having the same teacher who failed me....hence he passed me for fear he would end up with me YET AGAIN.
(no seriously, he actually told me that he was going to pass me so he wouldnt have to spend another semester looking at me)
Its not that Im stupid or anything, I just didnt bother to show up to class..... freshman year equaled freedom and summer school.....well,. it was friggen summer, there were pools to play in and tans to be worked on!!
There is also the fact that I cannot sing....if my life depended on it, they would just shoot me to cease the pain in their ears.... I digress.... Being a singing scientist was the last thing I can remember wanting to be when I grew up. And i guess since I ended up being a vadge vendor...that makes me a big fat failure... Perhaps I could aspire to be something greater.......maybe a rodeo clown? flapping ass all over the place while running from a bull??? There is a visual for you Cho out!

flappy booty

2013-01-16T12:27:00.003-08:00

Have I mentioned I am a temporary Iphone owner.... temporary cause my overpriced Droid has died, and I dont get an upgrade until next month....
I miss my Droid. I went back to the boxing gym, after taking a couple of weeks off, I can say its cause my hand hurt, but in reality, I was fucking lazy. I say fucking lazy, cause in the few weeks I took off, my ass has gone from a semi firm state, to bouncing off the back of my knees as I walk... This aging thing SUCKS. I also just enrolled in a photography class at a local college....hopefully I got my application in early enough to get a spot..... Its gonna be fun taking a class twice a week, and continuing on the exercise path, but Im determined. And I need all this "me" time.

Legally Weird?

2013-01-08T09:59:00.000-08:00

Today my firstborn turns 21!! Is it weird that I plan to take him out and buy him his first "legal" drink? I know he has drank before...but for some odd reason, I want to be the first person to take him out, and buy him a drink....legally. My dad, he didnt let me drink in front of him for YEARS....even after I was 21, with TWO kids, he still didnt let me drink in front of him. I had to either pour it in a cup, or wait for him to leave so I could enjoy an alcoholic beverage... So I wonder, am I advocating drinking by buying him a beer?? or am I just admitting to myself and the world, that my baby, my sonshine, the absolute LOVE of my LIFE is a complete and total adult and no longer needs me?? Which brings me to this point.....Im getting old.

P.S. thats soda in that solo cup.

My desktop news.........

2013-01-07T16:13:00.000-08:00

Some shade........

2013-01-02T13:30:00.000-08:00

Cho's birthday bash!!!!!!! Cho can rock a sombrero like its nobodys business.......

and to all a good...............

2012-12-24T23:59:00.000-08:00

and a Happy Birthday to ME!!!!

a VERY dry Choleesa

2012-12-20T12:33:00.003-08:00

Last night I went out to one of the local missions to photograph their Christmas Decorations..... sorry, I didnt think ahead enough to actually download the pictures so I could share my photographic genius with you.... But I will share this.....

which is why the hubs is NOT a photographer.....

anywhoo, its been a while since we as a family have done anything, so hubs decided to take us out to dinner before hitting up the mission.
He didnt tell me we were going out to eat, and since I was lugging my "big girl" camera around, I decided to leave my purse at home.

We get to the restaraunt, and its one of them steak houses that sits you with a bucket of roasted peanuts while you wait to be waited on....
I smell the peanuts and INSTANTLY want a beer....

(My son is a big boy, he is genetically engineered with large broad shoulders and add the daily weight lifting.......hes pretty buff....the hubs is a big boy too.....he is genetically engineered to have a large beer belly, so when the four of us go out, I have to sit with the son, and hubs has to sit with the daughter....so we can fit.)

I ordered my stein of Stella, and she asks for ID.
Of course, I dont have it.... and little miss "cant be over 19 teeny bopper" waitress says, "Im sorry, I cant serve you without an ID"
and I laugh, and say "seriously?"
she says "yes, Im sorry, can I get you something else, some iced tea perhaps"
and I point at my kids and say "these are mine, I BORE them, and this one here is going to be 21 in a couple of weeks"

little miss "cant be over 19 teeny bopper" waitresses eyes POP out of her face. SHE THOUGHT MY SON WAS MY DATE!!! Still no beer though,..... As husband sips on his Hefeweizen and eats his peanuts, I shoot him the death glare........ nobody carded him! I declared that he should not be drinking a beer, since I could not, OR the ass could have ordered himself TWO beers, and slid one over.... The husband decides to ask the waitress to call the manager over.... He comes, and also declares that he cannot serve me a beer without a valid ID. States the law, and how much trouble they could get in and blah blah blah............ NO BEER for Cho!!! I had to eat my yummy Rib Eye perfectly cooked while sipping on a diet coke..... If they were so concerned about the damned ID law......why didnt they ask my hubby for ID???? NO ONE EVER ASKED THE HUSBAND FOR HIS!! Family status: Hubby: Feels old Cho: feels sober Son: is dating his mother Daughter: pissed cause if son is moms date, then that makes big OLD dad HER date.............

Frozen Cho

2012-12-19T08:37:00.005-08:00

Im too cold to blog....Id show you how cold I am.......but that wouldnt be appropriate.

Melting iceburgs.

2012-12-13T11:07:00.003-08:00

Went and worked out last night at the regular gym, as the boxing gym is doing its yearly maintenance..
I had a GREAT workout..........

Woke up feeling pretty damn tight.....(literally, cause my muscles scream if I move them too much).....
Listened to great music this morning on the way to work, got a very nice text message from a friend that put a smile on my face....

Feeling confident, I sashayed my firming ass (thanks to the boxing) out to the shop to get some ice........ I open the door to the ice machine, and much like a cartoon, a waterfall of melted ice poured all over the floor.... Stepping back slightly, as to not get my pleather boots wet, I closed the door. Waterfall stopped....I call for help............ "Help" came in a sexy form. "Help" opened the door, and another flood of water.... I giggled. I hope the giggle was sexy, cause "Help" definitely was............. I couldnt help myself. I had visions of Tom and Jerry..... then visions of Jessica and Roger Rabbit.........(me being Jessica....gotta get me a dress like that.........) As I bent over to mop up the water with a ton of paper towels, I hoped that "help" was looking at my rear... Oh the things I do to get some attention.... sigh........ what a colorful way of saying I broke the ice machine.....colorful is so much better than reality.....

Happy Birthday to you my friend!!!

2012-12-11T15:21:00.003-08:00

Happy Birthday Travis....

lubed up ass face.

2012-12-05T13:38:00.000-08:00

Hello, There has been a change. I have decided to kick that 100 best books off my bucket list... of the 4 that I started on.....they sucked.... I just realized (and was told) life is too short to waste reading shitty books.... So, I give up on that one...Ive read well over 100 books in my lifetime...Ill consider that one accomplished... I took a picture last night at boxing...and Ive discovered something awful....horrible..........just shoot me now...
I have a double chin!! What the fuck?? My pants are starting to fall right off my ass but Im growing a double chin?? Is my ass fat jiggling its way up to my face, in effect, making me an ass face?? What the hell?? But since you all have been so great at giving me encouragement, the least I can do is share the assfaced picture...

Yeah, at least Gumby looks good...
Oh in other news, when I got home from the boxing gym, I found a box.........addressed to me........
SO excited, I opened it and guess what was in the box??

Go ahead and guess.......Ill wait.....give up?

Thats right!! Someone sent me a vial of Vaseline............LOL..............what the???
I guess I can slather it all over my face next time I go to the boxing gym......
AND...................I found the next drink I am determined to drink.....

YUP............That is a BACON bloody Mary.........My mouth drools at the thought that THIS WEEKEND, Im gonna make one or three of these babies.......................

If its not one thing, Its your mother..

2012-12-03T13:48:00.003-08:00

Hello.
So Ive hit a snag of a sort in my boxing.
Ive been missing alot, I signed up with a friend, and she has been flaking out left and right on me,
so rather than girding up my loins and going alone, Ive been going home instead.
Im a tad bit intimidated by going alone, I mean Im sure Ill be fine, but its funner with someone to talk to.
But as explained previously, I dont really "do" alone.
But since she keeps missing, I am missing too.
Its kinda hard to convince a trainer that you are serious about learning, when you never show up.
So tonight, come hell or high water, I am walking into that boxing gym by myself.

This is the same reason I dont like working out with someone. I get used to the company that the other person provides, but then I become dependent on them too. I did this same thing with this same girl with two different classes, something comes up, and she cant make it, and I get lazy, and then I just give up completely...

So I can either find another boxing buddy.....which would be nice, but not likely as I HAVE NO FRIENDS.

Or I can just suck it up and get my lonely ass in there.......

Encourage me people!!!!!!!!!!!!