Pam tells of our first night in San Jose?? or is it Alajueah?

I know i already told you the end of the story.  but pam wrote it out and we completely adore pam so here it is.

 

Here's an exciting story that I have the pleasure of being the first to pass on. Elena, Maggie, Lan and I made a plan to meet Yvonne on Saturday evening --- she was staying in a different hotel in San Jose...Yvonne (whose real first name is Wendy, by the way) was going to walk over to our place just a couple of blocks away, according to the maps. Plans went awry, as they do, and we traded multiple phone calls from hotel desks, never quite catching each other but getting messages translated into spanish and back into English. She was waiting for us in the rain at the corner of Central Ave and 3rd, near the cathedral and the mcdonalds. We were ALSO waiting in the rain for HOURS, not wanting to abandon her, at the corner of Central and 3rd by the cathedral and mcdonalds. (But we were grouchy because of low blood sugar. It's very hard to fend for yourself after a week of having all your meals sauvely slid in front of you by Mayrol...)

Yvonne finally gave up the ghost (I got that message from our hotel front desk, after we sought shelter in a cafe) around 6 pm. We gave her a call at her hotel to figure out how things got so screwed up and to say goodbye, and eventually we figured out that we were not caught in a wrinkle in the time-space continuum -- standing at the exact same place but in different dimensions -- but instead were in TWO DIFFERENT TOWNS. She was standing at the street corner with the cathdral and McDonalds in San Jose and we were in some little town near the airport that seemed like it might be San Jose but in actuality is  Alajuela, which unfortunately for all of us also has a McDonalds and Cathedral at its very own corner of 3rd and Central.

The moral of this story is ask your hotel clerk what town you are actually in before trying to meet Yvonne or you will get very wet and hungry.

The End.
 

Just call me sporty spice

Okay people I have a whole new hobby. I am a rafter, a white water rafter. Yes I love it.  Today was seriously one of my favorite days in costa rica.  I love rafting, it was only a level three and nothing really exciting happened.  I really need a 4.5 or 5 I´m so sporty I totally loved it.  And I jumped of a rock in to the rapids (almost rapid rapids) I really do need to become a better swimmer.  And there are more pictures of me being adventureous. are you excited -- I will post them but you must leave comments about how cool i look being all sporty.  Okay so let me tell you about today´s tour group. Three Philipino families -- 14 all together.  I do believe a family that paddles together stays together.  They are from texas, via new jersey.  and they were so awesome.  all the kids and the mom´s were a crack up-- always giving sage advice.  the kids would read on the bus then talk about what they would read and then discuss as a family.  If my kids would turn out like that I would totally have three.  So what I¨ve gathered it´s very important to stay home with them and know what you believe in your heart before college so professor don´t sway you with lies.  because anyone can write a book but it doesn´t have to be true. They were all so fabulous.  And there was a high school grad. who just joined the army and is getting ready to go michigan state in the fall with a girl who was an exchange student from costa rica and she wants to go there in the spring.  but i don´t think they were together.  just good friends.  I know totally matters to you :)  Anyway his family had 4 Sudanese foster kids.  Cool.  Nice nice people. oh and these like 70 year olds from puerto rico. such a cute couple I asked them for there email address because i was going to send them the photos of us rafting and they gave me a po box.  I don´t know if they really understood what rafting was.  I am an amazing rafter. I think i mentioned it.  the colorado river is calling me and maybe another river called middleford or something close to that in CA our rafting guide recommend it.

Oh and I come home tomorrow so excited. I miss being home and a choice of clothes and my bed and my boyfriend and my blackberry. I may even miss work just a little...

 

Lan and Maggie´s Grand Adventure.

So our fellow surf campers were a bit worried to find out that Lan and I were going solo for a few days in Costa Rica, they worried about our lack of skill in speaking spanish and from the looks on some of their faces they worried about us just walking down the street alone. 

But this morning we except for one minor glitch we found they have nothing to worry about. 

So this morning we asked (in spanish) where the autobus estaction was and after our self interpreted answer found it -- feeling very proud we watched for the signs that said san jose.  We asked about a few then finally saw the one clearly marked.  We were so proud of ourselves that Lan decided we should take a picture.  So I of course turn and smile for the camera, ooh one more, I know its because I´m ultra photogenic, and if there had been a third photo it would have shown the bus driving away without us.  Apparently when you just stare at the bus it doesn´t stop for you even though all the other ones did.  So now we felt a little bad. Although we had found the right bus it had left without us. We then kind of understood what the other girls were maybe thinking.  Anyway we grabbed hold of the adventurous spirit inside and decided to just take the next bus.  And that would be to Heredia.   Now we both left our tour books at home mostly because they were to heavy to carry.  But that didn´t stop us.  We were now on the way to Heredia.  Lovely drive -- went through San Juan, interesting little developments going up there.  And sure enough there was the church and the town square.  We again felt confident in getting around and asking questions because we studied our spanish cheat sheets along the way.  We stopped in the local market and took some photos.  I was a little grossed out by all the hanging meat.  There was just so much of it. Ewe. This not being a tourist town at all we got a bit of the local flavor.  I bought some Japanese anime cards for Morgan.  I think she´ll get a kick out of them and then we had some authentic Israeli cuisine at Shalom Cafe.  Delicious and friendly.  Caught ANOTHER autobus to San Jose and visited the ha-day (jade) museum then felt like we needed some jade which just opened us up to the shopping bug. We spent the rest of the afternoon shopping and walking (almost six miles total - thanks to Lan´s pedometer.) ooh and we even helped a little old lady looking for cinco boys fumar.  Yes we have become masters of costa rica.  So all and all a good day.  Feeling a little fluent in spanish it quite nice actually.  and now we are off to have dinner, i´m sure it will be another casado because seriously I haven´t had enough Fish Rice and Beans. I keep thinking of shaking it  up but then the fish is just so fresh here.  besides there are always plantains and you know I love a fried plantain. 

(so if Pam says yes I´m going to post her email about the challenges of San Jose and Alejuah )  which is probably another reason they were needlessly worried about us.

Life on the outside

So real quick. 

Yesterday went out to the big waves.  we rode around to three different beaches looking for the right waves.  and then we found them at st. teresa.  waves were shoulder high and looked great. so I paddled out without a problem. only had turtle once, ridiculously lucky the two girls behind me got every wave and didn't even make it out.  so getting to the outside kind of is cool all on its own even though it was mostly luck.  but then I"m out there britt and erika are with me giving me advice and instruction.  HUGE WAVE COMING. omg omg what to do what to-- TURTLE.  oh kay made it.  Nice job.  Here's another one OMG SO FREAKING BIG.... TURTLE TURTLE  okay made it.  What happened to hanging out in themellow ocean.  these waves are freaking huge.  Here comes another one!!! NO NONO STOP omg other surfers omg omg TURTLE.  lost my board kind of rough, this tough and scary people I'm not so sure about it.  Here's another one and another one. omg i just want to go home.  okay finally back up.  wait there's the beach, PADDLE PADDLE-- Britt is coming towards me... you are going the wrong way NO I'M ALL DONE omg keep paddling!!! wave gets me lose my board.  recover PADDLE wave gets  me lose my board, I WANT TO GO HOME. surfer yellingat me -- wave -wave.  OMG made it to the beach.  and that my friends is life on the outside. 

 

So this morning I had my private yoga session I totally rock yoga, did a head stand and can put my leg over my shoulder.  I'm very good, thinking of becoming a yogi rather than a surfer.  why because I'm flexible and surfing is SCARY.  fun yes in the white water but yes its scary you get totally knocked around.  so I go out for the final morning surf and rode an 8'6" board, smaller and lighter than the 9'2" I was riding. abut I got up no problemo-- I popped up -- I turned.  so I guess i can stick with surfing a bit more.  Small waves people. 

OOh and you all have some awesome photos to look forward to seeing of the waves I did get up on.

Alright next leg of the trip.

Change my ass, not my life.... Pam´s thoughts on ¨the science of yoga¨

I have so much to tell you and I can barely remember it all!  First I can´t even explain how bruised bitten and burned I am.  I have a bruise from the fin of the surfboard like three fingers deep.  It looks like big purple lips and I totally burned my lower back and upper legs mostly because i think that my board shorts are unlucky.  they are just really hard to pop up in, they stick to your legs, I don´t know how boys manage really.  Still haven´t gone the outside, well i kind of did but it doesn´t really count because there was a channel.  so this afternoon is the day.  i´m ready i had a good morning. 

oooh i didn´t tell you how zip line-ing went.  I pretty much screamed the whole way --but still is was so much fun.  But i kind of made our guide nervous,  i guess a lot of people aren´t screamers, which i dont´understand because we are going through trees crazy fast.  but I scream on waves, when I get one, when i´m tackled by one, its kind of become a stress reliever at this point.  ohh today we had our last group yoga session . it was great, we did kundlini (sp) so lots of breathing and up and down and turning-- very cardio but great.  and at the end during mediation she was like one more ex cerise,  the ¨laughing exercises¨ so we just lay there and she laughs, which makes us laugh and everybody cracks up because everyone else is laughing.  it was hysterical, i could´t stop laughing.  apparently is a new thing, something to google, laughing yoga.  it might become one of my favorites.  oh and we have this little dog scooby that follows us around all the time, he sleeps outside mine and elen´s bungalow,  he´s looks kind of like a puppy golden retiever but he´s not, like i don´t think he´s going to get big.  and he joined us for yoga and even met us the beach for pizza, he´s very protective of the whole group, its so cute!  It makes me almost want one, till I seem him scratching and biting and then I´m kind of like ew big germ. 

so yesterday (day 4) morning surf was awesome.  I got up all the time and was turning and was awesome non stop.  then we wen´t to the special afternoon spot which was not nearly as fun. first the waves were to big then they were gone but we did do the paddle relay which my team won.  But really all i wanted to do was go back in.  I´m kind of done with the surfing, not that it isn´t fun.  but I´m about ready to come home.  Next week I have all sorts of things planned but I¨m kind of tired of being covered in salt and sunblock.  at some point you want to not be sticky.  (For those (one) of you who don´t like lotion, i finally get it!)

so tomorrow is our last day so I am triyng to get all i can out of this so I will be going to the 730 surf and I have a semi private yoga session with alexandra (the one who cut her eye) at 645.  I know I¨m a total morning person, because those freaking birds!  I´m kind of over the birds too but not the guacamole or the caprinah (lime sugar and brazilian liquor).  alright a few afternoon sun salutations to prepare for the afternoon surf. hopefully my next one will be all aobut the big wave i caught --maybe just maybe :)

Day 3

Not an easy day... still fun but you know there is more pressure to get up and and really I want to go to the outside.  Even Pam (who has never even tried to surf before) made it to the outside, so really its just four girls but I want to be one of them.  I was apparently to tired to get it together today but they didn't end up going out there because the waves were to big or they were too tired.  I guess that's why they plan the canopy tour for today.  I'll be zip line-ing through the forest, or something like that.  Either way I'm pretty excited about it.  Ooh so Alexandra a Canadian who is a lawyer in NY cut her head open today, they took her to the emergency room, she needed a couple of stitches, kind of scary.  But she will be fine and now have a forever reminder about her time in costa rica, I guess I'll just get the picture instead, although I do have a couple of nice bruises.  Ohh so for those interested have moved off the soft top to a regular 9 foot long board.  And I even waxed it this morning, I of course slid right off it most of the day but I think it will be good in the long run. 

And I have to tell you this other funny story.  So Britt has been telling us about the iguana that stares at her in the room and every time we hear the monster noise we're like oh there goes the iguana.  So we were talking about it at morning yoga and we heard the monster cry and we were like "oh the iguana the iguana" like ten of us were talking about it.  And she turns to us and is like that's a howling monkey.  But she doesn't speak great english so we thought we didn't understand her but our fluent spanish speakers were like that's what she said a howling monkey!  turns out iguanas don't make any noise.  So now its twice Britt has led us a stray with bad information, from here on out we are asking for her sources.

Should practice pop ups but probably won't -- maybe I'll get a smoothie and do some mind ones instead :)

so l lied...

I thought I was an actual surfer yesterday before the afternoon surf, but I was so wrong....  I am now an actual surfer, of course now I realize I'm just an actual beginning surfer but a surfer all the same.  Yesterday was soooo cool, I was standing all afternoon.  Then this morning I was off to a great start, stood up right away.  My pop ups were strong then some how I lost but I finished strong.  And let me tell you when your last couple of rides are good it makes your entire night!  We went to this place called Mary's it was of course delicious... I had one mojito and was feeling tipsy (I actually had two but I was feeling pretty good before the second one arrived).  And this morning we were all l so tired, we asked the yoga instructor, who is so tiny and cute -- Brazilian and totally beautiful--- that we wanted easy yoga and so we did partners yoga, so much fun!  Everything stretches so much better... of course we couldn't stop giggling but it was great, and totally got us ready for morning surf.  I had Pam as my partner, she's my new favorite person. She must be close to six feet tall and is so funny.  She just got a new job as an AP journalist covering the CIA.  How cool is that.  And she has hilarious online dating stories.  Her current guy total pack rat and not just a collector a hoarder, like what you would see on Oprah. She's a crack up, you would all love her. 

So tomorrow we have an extra long morning surf so we can go on a canopy tour!  Can't wait.  Ooh and I finally found some one to travel with for a few days after camp is done.  We of course are clueless of what we want to do but she's and adventurer, Lahn is her name.  I think we will have a great time.  We might go see the giant sea turtles on the Caribbean side. 

Alright dinner and movie tonight, should probably go practice some more pop ups,

Oh and yes I did hear about Paris losing her $60M -- how crazy is that. 

I can't wait to see Britney's OK Mag spread. 

I may be an actual surfer

So my first morning went really well.  Mostly because I just kept remembering that I'm in Costa Rica surfing, and that's just crazy... I should have worked out a bit more, (when I say a bit I really mean a lot more-- something beyond competitive push ups for a day) anyway there is this girl Waverly she's from Dallas, some of you know how i feel about Dallas.  But she's actually great.  She worked out... and tried surfing in Barbados... but  i think we can probably still be friends anyway... she doesn't eat certain carbs, haven't really figured out which one but I guess it turns out you do really have to watch what you eat and workout to look like she does. and another girl Brit, (Brittany) I was kind of worried about her you know being named Brittany and all but she an interesting one a Navigator on a boat that takes in data so people know where to drill for oil, she has a British boyfriend, and a giant shark mouth tattooed to her back, an odd duck that one, taught her self to surf, turns out she's doing it wrong so she's a little frustrated.  and she can't sit still by the pool.  So I did get up but I quickly fell off,  the board is of course slippery so its hard to actually get up all the way sometimes but you know it turns out if you really follow instructions it kind of works,  oh my instructor is Erika -- totally adorable.  but afternoon surf in a couple of hours and I need to go the Pharmacia.

 

 

Seen a few lizards, a squirrel and some all white cows....

Not to worry I've made it to Mal Pais in one piece.  So far the other girls on the trip seem pretty nice.  Everyone seems to be to tired to be social.  But they've assured each other after a nice shower and nap they will be much more chatty.  So the hotel is great, we can walk to the beach and internet access.  I was in my room less than 20 minutes before I put my swim suit on... I've tried to check out the town a bit and get some chapstick but its sunday so things seem pretty closed... however the ice cream was open which was very nice.  It is of course hot but not unbearable in the least. I think this will be good.  I'm now really feeling bad for not working out more before I came but really no point in thinking about that now.  I did remember a lot of advil so I'm sure it will all be good.  Met a few characters--- some crazy beverly hills mom who is totally going to hook up with some rich guy out here and had to tell us her son is friends with Billy Idol's daughter, does anyone care about her and the fact that she thinks its a good idea to wear a slip as a dress?  Yeah neither did we... And her newphew was there too, had to mention he was in a band as if it wasn't obvious from all his air guitar and what could almost be considered singing but was really more of a yelling mumble while we were and many others were waiting for our connecting flights.  and she's had her son's nanny for ten years, he's now 18, and the nanny speaks perfect english and she doesn't speak a word of spanish, even though this lady raised her child and now is her personal assistant, because OMG what would she do if she had to leave her house fora whole week, "I mean someone could rob me." 

Anyway tomorrow morning we begin the surf adventure... I'm hoping I'll be good at it, not that I'm super athletic or anything but I am a water sign so I should be at one with the waves... and I figure that has got to help right...

Slow start to costa rica

So I'm testing out this email to blog thing. Mostly because the
computers seem to be down for my airline and I'm doing my best to be calm and go with it. I'm sure they will somehow get me there. Everything always works out. I'm just repeating this over and over. Its working. I'm hungry but less worried. I feel better someone
finally got in line behind me. Let me tell you being very last totally
sucks. The line is moving but I'm still outside remaing calm. Afterall
I'm going on vacation. Last time I went on vacation I was told I was
unaffectionate and wouldn't fall in love AND I got a boyfriend and
that was only four days in DC this is ten days in Costa rica can't
wait to see what happens. I have total expectations of being the next
blue crush girl with cool Abs- at some point this wish has to come true. Probably when I start working out but fingers crossed its sooner than that. Ooh so I made it inside. I'm sad I have to check my bag I
used to be a light traveler though there's an airport story where I end up in tears that tells me otherwise. One of those self
misconceptions. Ew I bet I will have to sit in he middle because
I'm last but the good news is it looks like it really is going to workout. Next thing you know I'll have crazy BC abs. Alright thanks
for keeping me calm. We are going to do our best to keep up with blogging adventures. Ooh crazy girl two people up is going to research sea turtles. This is going to be an interesting flight.

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Cute Overload

This has become a new favorite website in the last couple of months. I do have to thank Contessa Z for introducing it to me.
Today they have a cat stuck in a double pained window with a bunny as well as my favorite (for today at least), Krazy Ham Wheel (it's near the bottom).

Contessa Z is a fan of the cookie stealing bunny. (It's the sixth one from the bottom of the bunny section.)

In case you can't find it or don't like mice/hamster animals, see the sleepy kitty because it's entirely too cute!
Sleepy Tired Kitten
Krazy Ham Wheel
this is my all-time favorite
Nervous Puppies

I ♥ the Dixie Chicks

I’m a girl obsessed today. I went to see the Dixie Chicks concert in Phoenix last night. Not so much because I’m into concerts but more to support them. And I guess in a way I just wanted to stand up for them. I hate to see what has happened, how they’ve been treated. It seems so wrong and unfair. I’m really surprised how taken I am with this story, I’ve always loved their passion and willingness to take a risk with their music, especially in such a conservative genre. But the fact that they have the strength to stand up for themselves when so many people turned against them, and so maliciously, just makes me want to support them even more. I can’t imagine what its been like for them these past three years. And I feel bad that I wasn’t paying more attention to this before now.
I’ve never been one to be politically active, or even politically interested beyond the basic current water cooler events of the day. But the more I read and the more interviews I see about how radio stations, the media in general, have treated the Dixie Chicks shocks me. I’m stunned that people (fans!) could turn on them like that. I guess it’s hard for most people to comprehend how people can hate another person so much, someone they don’t even know, just for having a different opinion or perspective.
At the concert they played two videos, one to support Conservation International and they other was for a trailer for their documentary Shut Up and Sing and haven’t been able to stop thinking about the whole story since then. It all just makes me so sad. It makes me want to be an activist, sadly I don't even know which part I'm most upset about! So Wednesday night I'm off to see Shut Up and Sing, I’ll let you know where I’m at about this whole thing then.

I must say it’s good to know that I’m interested in things other Britney and K-Fed (who btw DC dedicated “white trash wedding” to the newly single Fed-Ex. Also the concert was great, except for the lighting and screens were a little weak, but my work leaves me with high expectations about that kind of stuff)

One other update: Ft. Lauderdale is coming for a visit in December!

Also, I’m very happy that Fox (well News Corp actually) decided to pull OJ’s interview and book. I’m telling you I have a lot of thoughts on this who public vs media backlash and as soon as I have some cohesive thoughts on the matter I’ll let you know.

And I think at the very least, every third time I go to check a gossip/ TV website I’ll stop by a CNN or something more news/politically focused. So DC’s career may have been temporarily (hopefully) sidelined, so not only did they create one of their best videos yet, not ready to make nice,I’ve also decided to pay a little bit more attention to the world around me. So I’m just saying -- not a total loss of three years (plus they had five kids between them during that time!)

Update on the Dancing Boy

Not only did he call -- we talked for over an hour. And he told me that my thoughts aren't random, in fact he said it's like they shed light on a blah object, giving it definition and perspective. I think I might really like this boy. Imagine what he would have to say at the top of the Swiss Alps.

Oh yes -- I'm back

Okay so I know I’ve been gone a long time but I’ve been very busy. A lot has happened well not really a lot but I swear I woke up old and very busy at 28. Somehow I was just magically an adult. But lets just skip over that and pretend I haven’t been gone for all these months on end and jump to this weekend.
It has been another romantic whirlwind weekend. This doesn’t even compare to Level 5 boy. Well it is comparable but different. L5 I just liked, but this one likes me back (and he doesn’t hunt – that I know of so no worry of blood in the kitchen) I don’t know much about this one but we danced. And I don’t really dance, usually I have to be very drunk to dance and even then I feel foolish I feel like we are all frauds (ooh la la yeah look at us all having a grand old time dancing the night away) – to say the least I don’t really ever feel the music. But on Saturday night we danced all night. And he was a good dancer and he thought I was good dancer, and I was a good dancer when I was with him. He liked all my stories and thought I was funny and charming. He was sweet with out being mushy or clingy and just overall makes you smile when you think about him. And I wasn’t even nervous with him and I’m nervous with all boys even boys I’m not even interested in.
Of course he lives on the other side of the country, of course he does, because otherwise it would be too easy. Not just three states away, but all the way over to the other coast, practically as far as he could get without falling into the water (which he doesn’t like at night- the beach that is, he doesn’t like putting his feet in the water at night—not even a little bit).
He’s also a family guy, is nice to his parent and is good friends with his brother; I learned almost everything I know about the boy from his brother, which is actually kind of nice. Because you know they have a good relationship and that means he’s probably a really good guy. I like close-knit families, I think it makes for nice holidays and good husbands. (Yes I know it a fairly arbitrary assumption but I think it helps when you are raised with good examples.) I’m close to my family and I think it’s important place to have common ground. If you value the family you came from I think you are more likely to value the family you choose to create.
We talked about traveling and he said we could go anywhere and I suggested Switzerland mostly because I imagine it incredibly romantic and we could ski and eat chocolate and walk around in fabulous winter coats and buy cuckoo clocks. And he agreed to it. He thought it sounded just as a fabulous as I did.
He’s an artist and a businessman, and quirky dresser. He decides on projects and becomes completely dedicated to them till he’s done or however he decides to move on. And he’s quite and smart and has these deep thoughts and really good explanations.
He hasn’t called and its already 10pm there. So I could be on the same path as L5 (who never did actually call although he did text me once). Or I could be in an overly romantic mood because I was at the perfect destination wedding this weekend, and my sister is getting married next weekend and one of my best friends is getting married between Christmas and New Years and has a fabulous story to go with what will be a fabulous wedding.
But really I danced with this boy all night, and he plays soccer. I think I’ve told you my ideas on boys playing soccer in the park, again with the arbitrary. But even if he doesn’t call and we don’t ever meet up in Switzerland or anywhere else its nice to know that there are still boys out there that flip my stomach and make me smile without thinking. (It’s also good to know I’m not all bitter and jaded, not that we thought I was even close to that.) And what’s even better it to know that the world hasn’t really run out of good guys – not that we thought that either ?

When I wake up...it will be my birthday.

So leave me a comment. Sing me a song. Give me my birthday wish.

How much do my emoticons rock!

A Candy Crush?

So one of the best things that can happen when you have a crush who doesn’t like you back is to go get a new one. A cute boy at work gave me a piece of candy today, and I think that may have done it. Not that I’m over L5 – I’m just not going to obsess any more because its painfully obvious that he’s not liking me like I’m liking him. And really what can you do. Nothing but get a new crush. Now this was just one little piece of candy so it’s not serious. (Although he only had four pieces and gave me one, even though he wasn’t going to be able to get anymore for several hours.) But L5 doesn’t call, probably because he’s waiting for his L5 to call and that I realize is the cycle. Everybody likes the person to their right, it amazing that the human race can flourish the way it does.

Horoscopes Lie

I know you are all just dying to know how my super sexy hot Saturday night went. Pretty much how you would guess. Totally not super hot or sexy. Well I of course was as were my friends but the music was loud, the place was crowded and only one boy came up to talk us. He complimented one girl’s dress and my earrings. That was the extent of the flirting that went on all night. Unless of course you count the drunk boy getting out of the cab as we were leaving, but he still had a girlfriend in the car so I don’t think that counts. I was thinking about were we may have gone wrong. I was thinking it was the eyelashes. We ended up not putting them on because we were just to over it by the time we left the Flamingo BBQ. (Oh yes I said Flamingo BBQ—and it was as great as the title itself. Margarita machines, blow up boats filled with beer, a chocolate fountain, and a guacamole bowl the size of my head, not to mention a whole layout pulled pork and tiny hotdogs wrapped in bacon. Plus there were garden flamingos with party hats on and flamingo lights hanging over the pulled pork sandwiches. It was actually quite an impressive layout.) So as I was saying it could have been the lack of eyelashes or it could have been the loud music. And it wasn’t so much a singles event, not to say there weren’t single men, because there seemed to be, they just didn’t seem interested in mingling with the ladies, not just me and my friends but all of the ladies. But the night was not lost, the GoGos did play and were quite enjoyable and I there was a silent auction. I was outbid on the first two seasons of Popular but I did when three hours of indoor rock climbing. And the company was good fun, plus it just nice to get out once in a while and try something new. Plus now I’m all signed up for rock climbing and we all know that deer hunters like sporty girls right

I think it's going to be a fun day

So this is my horoscope for today

Quickie: Fulfill all your curiosities now, and try everything that has been intriguing you.

Overview: Your inner Goody Two-shoes takes a nap, which is perfect, because your inner wild child wants to come out and play. You've had enough with finishing what's on your plate and doing what's good for you. It's time for fun!

People it's Saturday and I'm tonight off to what could only be described as a Jdate extravaganza. The GoGos are playing, there's a casino, a silent auction. After all it is "One of Los Angeles magazine's "Top 10 Coolest Things to Do in July" for three years running, the Tenth Annual Justice Ball is your best chance to dress up, get down, and let go!"

People I'm so ready to dress up and get down. I'm straightening my hair, wearing my sexiest (aka only) black dress. Ooh and I'm wearing fake eyelashes (the good kind from Sephora, not the Halloween kind!) and I'm thinking pedicure for the summer toes. People I may even dance without drinking -- ha -- I kid. I can't do that without the T-Babe.

So L5 won't be there. But with this kind of extravaganza you just have to open yourself up the possibility of something new, something off the list. Please I take a list to the grocery store and its less that 50% of what's in the basket by the time I get to check out. And maybe it would be fun to have a real date instead of a real crush-- maybe just maybe.

I think I'm approaching Level 5

So I’ve been trying to write this blog for days now. I’ve just become obsessed and too distracted to write it anything down. So a lot of you realize this means one thing, I’ve met a boy and I have a crush. I’m kind of notorious for these crushes. I think I love having crushes, it makes the days between boyfriends a little more intesting. And I’m starting to realize I have levels of crushes.
Level 1 being the nice man at Whole Foods who buys his wife a pint of milk on his way home from work, even when its raining. Level 2 I’d have to actually have talked to the guy and he probably had some trait/interest/talent that I found very appealing. These two are more momentary crushes. I’d say a Level 3 would be a guy I’ve met who seems great, really want to go out with him maybe we go on a date and then something arbitrary happens and I’m over it. Level 4 requires a couple of dates then I realize why we aren’t quite right for each other. Then there’s Level 5. Level 5 I’m just head over heels, sure we must have some kind of future together. Any logistical problems like the fact he doesn’t realize how crazy I am for him or that he lives three states way don’t seem to be a factor in the practicality of having this level of a crush.
When I get these crushes (really at any of the levels) it’s all I talk about for days and days. And let me tell you I have very patient friends. They get calls and IMs from me on a moment by moment basis about whether he likes me, what I should do next, what they think he will do next, what do they think he means when he says – well pretty much anything. This is when it would help to like a guy who has a myspace page. It’s so much easier to stalk them and find out all their likes and dislikes and their friends likes and dislikes and what it means when he has friends with those likes and dislikes. You can see how this might snowball for me.
Really I can go right over the edge when it comes to Level 5 boys. I think its because I’m so excited about meeting “the one.” I’m always wondering if this is it, if I should remember every moment because in 20 years when we are looking back we’ll be able to talk about when we first met. In fact meeting people and trying to picture us ten years down the road seems to be a hobby with me. It could just be the amount of free time I have to think about all of this.
Anyway I can tell I really liked this boy because I got too nervous to say anything, my usual chatty cathy-ness was out the window. My mind was literally blank. No thoughts. Nothing witty or charming or even barely interesting to say. I made this boy explain the intricate details of what happens to his catch after he goes hunting. (mostly I was worried about having deer blood staining my kitchen counters). Really who asks about that!
So here I am at phase one of a Level 5 crush that seems to have little long-term promise. But you never know what the future holds.
After all there is this high school couple most of us know, they were sure they were meant for each other. The girl moved away in the middle of high school but that didn’t seem to stop them. The boy moved to her in college. And somehow have a fairly curvy road they ended up together.
So anyway that’s were I’m at, that’s were I’ve been, at a phase one level 5 obsession.