Thursday, February 28, 2013

Dream State Escalate: 23

Last night was a typical work stress dream. I was at work and every time I'd start to get something accomplished the phone would ring and I'd have to help an upset customer, meanwhile one of my co-workers was sabotaging everything that I was working on, so that there would be more angry customers and even less progress made on the projects I was assigned to. 

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Dream State Escalate: 22

I had two dreams last night, one was fairly easily explainable, the other would need a little more research. Dream one was that I went to a professional basketball game with some of my co-workers and we met up with some other friends of mine at the stadium. The game itself was fairly ridiculous, think Harlem Globetrotters type shenanigans...but more. We all had a great time, and that was pretty much it. I think this dream came from one of my co-workers really did go to a Clippers game last night and it's something we've been talking about at work quite a bit for the past week.
Dream two was a little more complex in nature I suppose. In this dream I was at my dad's house at the lake, except in dream land it was right by the water, and much smaller... like single-wide trailer size. Anyway, cut to the kitchen and us arguing. In the dream this argument is decades old, and I'm getting chewed out for being rude to my former stepmother when I was ten years old. I keep telling my dad to let it go, that he isn't married to her anymore, and that if he's going to call me out on having bad judgment more than 20 years ago, he should look at the awful person he was sharing his life with at that time (honestly cuts like a motherfucking knife doesn't it?). So the argument continues and suddenly there's a knock at the door, a frantic woman, a stranger is there and needs to borrow the phone book and make a phone call. So for some unknown reason we let her in and show her where everything is. I walk out of the room, but I can still hear her conversation with whomever is on the other end of the line. It turns out this woman is a thief, and possibly a murderess. She discovers that I have heard her and she decides to take us hostage at gunpoint. We leave the house and go off in search of supplies because now we're all on the run from the law. I keep trying to escape, but the woman keeps finding me and bringing me back, telling me that since I helped forage for food and supplies I'm now an accessory to her crimes and I'll get in trouble too. Suddenly all the law enforcement in the county starts rolling into where we're hiding, cops in boats, cars, helicopters, motorcycles... you name it they're there. I woke up sometime around when the gunfire started. I don't think I was hurt in the dream or anyone else for that matter... but I woke up feeling unsettled and angry.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Fun Times... and not so Fun Times in February

  • House sitting for mom: While my parents' went to visit family in Missouri (Misery) I stayed at their house and took care of Mr. Dog, I had all these plans of being productive (doing my taxes, laundry, taking photos) when really all I ended up doing is getting caught up to NCIS and sleeping...a lot. It was AMAZING. The girls came over Friday night for our "Friendaversery" and we had adult beverages in the hot tub, watched TV and just relaxed. Such a great way to spend a weekend, the only thing I'd change is to have more food options available in the house.
  • Superbowl: for the first time in the history of me being a football fan (this goes back 20+ years) this year was the first year I didn't care about the game, the outcome, the commercials, the halftime show, or the delicious snacks. I slept through most of the game, woke up in time to see Beyonce strut her stuff for a minute, caught some when I went out to dinner with my parents, and that's about it. I don't know what commercials were the "best" although the one I did catch was the Budweiser one with the pony that grew up and was still BFF's with his trainer... totally made me misty, except WHERE WAS THE DALMATIAN? When my dad asked why I wasn't excited I just told him "I don't have a horse in this race, I'm not invested," seriously the best part was when we were out to dinner and all the super fans were going nuts over the smallest things. One guy kept running laps around the bar (which was surprising child friendly) waving his red flag every time SF got their hands on the ball. Poor guy, they probably had to carry him out on a stretcher at the end of the game, I'm sure his heart was broken.
  • Speaking of Superbowl Broken Hearts: This lead to an interesting/angering transition from a customer at work who thought that because I'm single, I'm automatically available to be his. Check out the post devoted to this close encounter, that I wish I would never have to repeat. It's not a wish that I expect to come true, I work in customer service, and am female, so while it doesn't happen often, it does happen. One of these days I hope that all men learn that being creepy isn't a turn on, and intimidating a woman isn't going to get her to like you. I don't believe that all men act this way, but it's a lesson that they should all learn as young boys. Maybe one day that vile behavior will be a thing of the past. Maybe. 
  • Vertigo + Lab Work: This month it seems my body has decided it 51 instead of 31, I've been experiencing what the doctors think is benign postural vertigo due to fluid in my ears. Basically it means the room spins every time I move my head in a particular direction. I went in for lab work on the 9th, and per usual my veins were uncooperative and it took two phlebotomists and both arms to be able to find a vein that wouldn't roll or jump out of the way when poked with a needle. The ladies at Quest Diagnostics were very nice and professional, even when they were having difficulties with my troublesome veins. I'd recommend going there to anyone in need of lab work.
  • Lab Results: I received my results on Valentine's Day, this could have ruined the fake holiday for me forever, however, everything turned out really well. I received a clean bill of health. Everything looks good, no warning signs for diabetes (there's a bit of it in the family history), no thyroid issues (again, family history), cholesterol looks healthy (just need to do a little work to raise the good levels, but the bad ones are in a healthy range), all in all I'm a healthy girl who should just exercise more and consume more fruits and veggies and stay away from Jack in the Box tacos and ultimate cheeseburgers... no surprises there. In the past couple months fast food has featured in my diet way more than I'm comfortable to admit anyway, so I think I can cut back on it and not miss it too much, even if those tacos dipped in ranch is one of my favorite guilty pleasures.
  • Hair Cut: was postponed a week, but SO worth it. I let my amazing stylist do her thing and surprise me in the end with one of the best hair styles I have ever had. It's super short in the back (clipped @ a #4 if that means anything to you) and something like an A-line in the front. It has that retro/modern look in a way that would make Mod Queen Twiggy super jealous. The bulk of my hair that was cut off will be donated to Locks of Love once it's dry. I feel great with a new style, and I get to help a sick kid have hair, it's really a win:win situation. I decided to donate since my hair was so long and it met all the criteria for donating that it would be wasteful to leave it all on the salon floor. If the hair that I was going to cut off anyway has the ability to make someone happy and feel better about themselves then I'm happy to send it off.
  • Valentine's Day: This year Valentine's Day was spent with the girls and getting back on The Walking Dead: Zombie Night train. We went to dinner at the Natural Cafe, did a little shopping at Target, then went back to one of the girl's apartment for champagne cocktails (booze soaked strawberries are amaaaaaaaaaazing), cheddar popcorn, and our weekly dose of Daryl Dixon. Feels good to be back to the routine. Since the show is only 45ish minutes long when the commercials aren't a factor we weren't ready to call it a night when the show ended so we followed it up with a viewing of the Mark Wahlberg comedy Ted. OMG if you haven't seen it yet, put it at the top of your Netflix queue and rent it STAT. We were laughing so hard that we were crying... better yet, just go out and buy it so that you can get all the extra features, it's well worth the price.
  • House-sitting for My Aunt: I've house-sat for my aunt multiple times a year since I graduated from high school, her house is really my home away from home, I've spent so much time in that house, I'm surprised that I don't have a toothbrush that lives there. This was the first time I ever felt lonely there. I guess it's because the last time I had a gig there my ex was still my current and we spent a lot of time together in that house... over the summer that's where our relationship started, I was hanging out with all the boys we hung out with all summer and it really felt like something was missing. He was missing. I felt super awkward around his little brother, and I'm pretty sure the feeling was mutual. I know we're never (ever ever) getting back together (like ever), he was right, we're in different places in our lives and that's okay. Just because you know someone isn't right for you, doesn't make you miss them any less. The house sitting experience was pretty uneventful for the most part, there were no crazy parties this time around, the dog was in good spirits and didn't "play dead" on me again like she did a few years ago, and I got to enjoy having cable and a fireplace.  Apparently I spoke/typed too soon, I've been working on these updates as they happen so I don't leave out important details... and by saying the experience was "uneventful" I kicked myself in the ass, apparently I've pissed Karma off and she's out to get me. The Sunday of the gig, the Ex showed up. This was the first time I've seen/spoken to him since the break up, and it was just as terrible as I had imagined it would be. I cried enough to be embarrassed by it, he was the one who wanted to comfort me, which was so hard... I dumped my heart out on the living room floor and I'm pretty sure it's still there. It made the break up feel brand new. I told him that I didn't know how to be his friend and not his girlfriend, and he didn't seem to understand that. I told him that I missed him and thought about him everyday, and missed being able to talk to him... and he told me that he missed me too and didn't know why I felt I couldn't talk to him anymore. He wants to be friends, and I don't know how to look at him and not want him. He kept asking me if I was okay, and I kept telling him that I wasn't. I told him I was broken and I didn't know how to fix it. We were facing each other holding hands, noses less than a foot away from each other and all I could think is "how can we be so wrong for each other when we fit so well?" At one point he told me that it made him sad that I couldn't stop crying and in between tears I told him "I don't want you to be sad, I want you to be happy and successful and to have your perfect life" and his response was "you're going to have a great life too" which made me cry even harder. In fact the constant crying kept triggering the vertigo and my head would spin and he'd hold me until the room steadied itself. I couldn't tell if I was relieved if he was there to hold me, or if I was traumatized that I wasn't in control. We ended up cuddling on the couch like old times watching a movie until finally my heart couldn't take anymore and I decided it was time for bed and he left... it was the longest hardest goodbye I think I've ever experienced. Worse than leaving that Texas airport all those years ago. I didn't want to let go, I even told him that I didn't. I knew I had to, but couldn't bring myself to stop holding him close. I hate that I wasn't able to hold on to the "cool girl" facade and was vulnerable in front of him again... I hate that I had to try to be strong and hang out with the boys... I know that if I had just gone upstairs I would have always wondered "what if" but maybe I could have avoided embarrassing myself and crying myself to sleep. again. 
  • Downton Abbey: This month I hopped on the Downton Abbey train along with everyone else who has been raving about the PBS show. My god, it's awesome. Maggie Smith steals the show in every episode, it's not hard to see why she's one of my all time favorite actors. I've never watched any thing she has starred in without walking away satisfied. I still have one disc left of season three and I'll be caught up with the rest of the world, but seriously, if you haven't seen the show you need to.
  • Blog Hits/Posts: Hey readers, we met and surpassed 3,000 blog views this month, it blows my mind how many people are reading my little blog, and I'm very humbled by it all. I've already met one of my New Year's Resolutions and have posted more this year than last year... a couple more posts and I'll have posted more this year than all previous years combined. I think it has a lot to do with adding family recipes and the dream journal, but it does feel really good to write on a regular basis.

  • Tax Return: I filed earlier this month and received my return... I felt super responsible this year with my return, I paid off my Gap and Victoria's Secret credit cards, bought my mom a birthday present... AND... I bought a new camera, I really struggled with this purchase, not because I didn't want one, I've been thinking of upgrading for months now. I just wasn't 100% sure what I wanted until I started talking to friends, and researching a little online, after a little advice, a little investment from the 'rents (it's payment for doggy sitting next month), and a click of a button I ordered a Nikon P510. I can't even contain my excitement, I think it's time to get back to my fairly regular photo adventures that I started a couple years ago. Nothing makes me smile more than taking beautiful photographs, and now I'll have more tools to do that.   
  • Family Dinner with Friends: The last weekend of the month our weekly Family Dinner had a change of venue. Good friends invited us over for an epic Italian feast. It was a night filled with laughter, red wine, amazing food, and the kind of memories that will last a lifetime. It was really great to see someone that I've basically grown up with find his soul mate and see the love that is shared between him and his wife. I wish them all the best in their journey through life together.

Dream State Escalate: 21

Last night's dreamscapes held another blast from the past, except it was more concentrated than the previous dreams that featured nearly everyone I'd ever encountered in my whole life.

The dream started out with me running into an ex boyfriend, we'll call this one Cowboy for ease of reference, and to not confuse him with more recent former beaus. Anyway, I was at my mom's work, a local college, when I ran into him. He had decided to go back to school and was living on campus (in dreamland this school has dorms). We started spending time together and I noticed that he had a lot of my belongings from our previous relationship. I started smuggling stuff out of his house while he was at work, because I didn't want my mom to know that I had given him (to borrow, not keep!) a bunch of quilts that she had made. So I finally got them all in my car when I saw her walking down the hall, and I kept trying to hide from her. I didn't want anyone to know that Cowboy and I had started dating again or that I was keeping things at his place. Yes, even in my dreams I was ashamed to give this bozo a second chance....okay third chance.  Finally I get away from my mom and can get changed into regular clothes (I forgot to mention during the beginning of the dream I was in flannel PJs) and I got in my car (which was my grandpa's '81 OJ Simpson model Bronco) and was driving through a parking lot near my know how dreams change format all the time... when a large mass of people start evacuating all the stores in the shopping center. Finally I have to park my car and get out because there are too many people to be able to drive around them. I find a store that hasn't been evacuated and realize that it's a thrift store...and a lot of things from my childhood are in it, old toys, nick knacks, baby blankets, etc. I start gathering things up because I don't know how they ended up there, although I suspect Cowboy has been donating my things. I find one of my mom's quilts there too, and I resolve to buy it back even though it's really expensive, because again I can't let her find out that I had left them in someone else's care.
While I am in the store trying to reclaim my childhood, I bumped into my BFF from junior high, who in real life I haven't seen or spoken to in years. We decided that we wanted to be besties again and that no matter what we'd never let time or distance separate us in the future.

Monday, February 25, 2013

Dream State Escalate: 20

In this dream I went to the movies in an old theater in the town my dad lived in when I was growing up. In real life this place doesn't exist. Anyway my dad, aunt, and my little brother (who is alive and well in dreamland) all decide we want to see "A Good Day To Die Hard" we get to the box office and buy our tickets and snacks and then have to go through this long maze to get to where the "normal" movies are, since apparently this theater also shows skin flicks, they even sold lube and condoms at the concession stand (Ummm ewww). We finally get to our movie and it's so packed that we can't sit together, we scatter throughout and suddenly the room is a film class and I have to study and take notes on "The Art of Adam Sandler" and I'm completely unprepared. I have to borrow pens and paper from the lady sitting next to me (who btw was like 90 years old) and she scolded me for interrupting "Happy Gilmore"

When the class was over they gave us a tour of the facility and showed us how they cleaned the "other" theaters... Everything was plastic, the chairs, the curtains, all but the floors. After each show they would spray disinfectant on all the seats and then get a pressure washer and hose off the entire room, then bring in large fans to dry everything off in time for the next show. Still so freaking gross.

Lol. It kind of cracks me up that my brain was so grossed out by the theater it conjured up that it had to figure out the hygienics of it all.

Saturday, February 23, 2013

Album Review: Green Day 1-2-3

All three of these albums are available to sample on Spotify in their entirety. I've had Uno for awhile now, but I thought I'd include it with the two I purchased today since the three go together. Green Day has been one of my favorite bands since I was in junior high, their album Dookie was one of my very first CD purchases, and there was even a phase that I went through where I wanted to dye my hair electric blue and move to Berkeley. Thankfully my mom talked me down from that cliff, I'm not sure how well I would have faired with all those hippies ;-). They been there for me for many events in my life, whether it be driving around at 16 with my windows down and all my best girlfriends in the car with me rolling to McD's on our lunch break, I still think the best birthday present a guy I was dating gave to me was two guitar books to learn how to play the songs from Dookie and 21st Century Breakdown and a new set of strings, listening to their music after my little brother died in 2009, being 13 and arguing over song lyrics with friends during class, this band has been by my side for more than half my life. They are the ONLY band in my top 5 that I haven't seen live, and I'm so bummed by that, hopefully that will change in the future...probably not this tour, but I hope there are many more to come.

This time around since there are 3 albums from the same band, I'm not going to post my favorite lines from each song, but my favorite lines from the albums as a whole. That doesn't mean I don't like each song, just that some are more lyrically striking than others. I hope you enjoy the music as much as I do. 

Point of Purchase: iTunes
Price: $9.99

  1. Nuclear Family
  2. Stay The Night "I gotta know if you're the one who got away even though it was never meant to be"
  3. Carpe Diem
  4. Let Yourself Go
  5. Kill The DJ
  6. Fell For You "I had a dream that I kissed your lips and it felt so true. Then I woke up as a nervous wreck and I fell for you."
  7. Loss Of Control
  8. Troublemaker
  9. Angel Blue
  10. Sweet 16′
  11. Rusty James
  12. Oh Love
Point of Purchase: iTunes
Price: $9.99

  1. See You Tonight "Maybe the time is not right, I won't be seeing you tonight"
  2. Fuck Time
  3. Stop When The Red Lights Flash
  4. Lazy Bones "I don’t want your sympathy. I don’t want your honesty. I just want to get some peace of mind."
  5. Wild One
  6. Makeout Party
  7. Stray Heart "Oh oh I'll hold your heart and never let go"
  8. Ashley
  9. Baby Eyes
  10. Lady Cobra
  11. Nightlife
  12. Wow! That’s Loud
  13. Amy
Point of Purchase: iTunes
Price: $9.99

  1. Brutal Love
  2. Missing You
  3. 8th Avenue Serenade
  4. Drama Queen
  5. X-Kid
  6. Sex, Drugs & Violence
  7. Little Boy Named Train
  8. Amanda
  9. Walk Away
  10. Dirty Rotten Bastards
  11. 99 Revolutions
  12. The Forgotten

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Dream State Escalate: 19

I keep having dreams where everyone I know is there, people from high school and beyond. I'm not sure what it means, but it is quickly becoming a common theme. This dream occurred this morning after my first alarm went off (I forgot to turn off the alarm for the early shift from last week) and my normal alarm, about a 45 minute time span. Anyway I was at a party and there were tons of people there and I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to give them all their Christmas presents. I had made a bunch of painted wood art, that was so spectacular it looked like stained glass, even though it wasn't. I started passing out presents and everyone was opening theirs, ooooohing and awing over the artwork and how every piece was so personal to the recipient, even though I hadn't seen some of them in years... except my BFF... she looked at hers and said "I don't know why you used bright colors on mine, you know I only decorate in earth tones, what am I supposed to do with this?" I just took it in stride though and told her to do whatever she wanted with it. LOL I didn't survive my family without having a thick skin apparently.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Dream State Escalate: 18

 Work dreams are always so weird, at least this one wasn't the reoccurring dream where I'm back at my college job after X amount of years. Last night I dreamt that I worked at the airport office for my current job. I had gotten off work and drove out to my parents' house about 20 miles away. When I got to their place I realized that I forgot to lock up the office so I called one of my co-workers who happened to be working at Pepper Garcia's (a restaurant at the airport... that she doesn't work at) to check the office to see if I locked it or not. She confirmed that the office was unlocked and that I needed to come back to close up. It was quite the adventure trying to get back to the airport. I had to wait for a parade to go through town, a Tour de France type bicycle race blocked the road, and finally I woke up before I ever got back.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Dream State Escalate: 17

Last night I was back swimming with my high school team and coach. It had been years since I had been in the pool so I wasn't sure how I'd be able to handle competitions or even if I'd have the stamina to get across the pool. We started with the backstroke, and I did a practice start off the blocks and I was so fast. Didn't really have any sense of direction because Coach yelled at me for crossing six lanes and almost crashing into teammates, but it was also the fastest she'd ever seen anyone do the 50m backstroke....especially since I was all over the pool.

Monday, February 18, 2013

You Know How I Know We're Old?...

My friends and I have this on going joke about "you know how I know we're old" then follow up with something that wouldn't have bothered us when we were in our teens/twenties that drive us crazy now... it's based on jokes from The Forty Year Old Virigin and if you haven't seen that particular flick, stop whatever you're doing and watch it. Prepare for lots of laughs. I plan to update this post as frequently as we come up with them, so check back.

at Yogurt Creations a build your own dessert chain where you serve yourself and pay by weight after you've filled your cup with frozen yogurt and toppings...

"You know how I know we're old?... watching that teenager eat her yogurt before weighing and paying is pissing me off... younger Me would have thought it was a fantastic idea"

at girl's night getting ready to watch a movie
"You know how I know we're old?...I just called the DVD player a VCR and the conversation never paused"

after girls' night when I was sick with vertigo
"You know... when Carrie has to hold your arm and walk you to your car so don't fall down"

...actually having vertigo might be an indicator too...

"You know... We actually know that Romeo & Juliet is a tragedy not a love story"

"You know... Chelsea Handler isn't even 10 years older than us, and that bitch is old"

"You know...parents actually trust me to chaperone their kids on overnight school trips"

"You know... we're older than the cast of Old School (when the movie was released)"

"You know... I just thought that an icy hot rub down on my shoulders would be amazing right now"

"You know... This song is totally about me: (it's a parody of T. Swift's 22, called 32)

"You know... we carry white wine into the movies for "girl's night" at 3:45 pm"

"You know... I now look for sunscreen with an SPF in the double digits (and we aren't talking teens), cover my face when out in the sun, and the first sunburn of the season is a disappointment and not the goal of the weekend"

"You know... two glasses of wine and I'm drunk... and have a massive hangover the next day"

"You know... I no longer look forward to staying up all night, I'd rather sleep in"

"You know... my idea of a great birthday party no longer includes going on pub crawls and expensive dinners, take out and a bottle (or multiple) of wine with great friends and being able to actually have a conversation with the people I'm with make for a fantastic evening."

"You know... it's taking more concealer to cover up the dark circles under my eyes and harder to pass off the grey hairs as platinum highlights."

"You know... I remember when Oregon Trail was a black screen with green dots, and there were no Matrix references"

"You know... I used a typewriter at my first job"

"You know... I know that "blow on it and try again" isn't always a sexual innuendo" (original Nintendo/Duck Hunt ftw)

"You know... when I hear someone mention "The Breakfast Club" I think of the John Hughes movie and not a sandwich at Jack in the Box"

"You know... these kids didn't just forget about Dre, they don't even know who he is outside of a Dr. Pepper commercial"

"You know... these kids didn't know that Michael Jackson has a famous sister, Janet... Miss Jackson if you're nasty"

"You know... these kids didn't know that Gwen Stefani was part of No Doubt BEFORE her solo career"

Friday, February 15, 2013

Dream State Escalate: 16

 Last night my dream was so weird, I don't even know where it came from. My real life co-worker and I were working together at a restaurant (yeah, idk either, I've never worked in food services). He kept taking my phone from me so that he could "tweet" people, he doesn't have a social network presence so he was using me as his alias. I don't think we were very good at our job either because I kept sititng at the booths with the customers and hanging out, and he was constantly on my phone.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Dream State Escalate: 15

The ex infiltrated my dreams again last night, except this time he was definitely the ex. We were at this awesome party on a cruise ship. Everyone I knew was there, people from high school, family, even people that I don't really know but recognized as someone I had met before. We kept trying to avoid each other at the party, but kept ending up in the same rooms mingling with the same people... I even went to the pool deck and tried to jump off the high dive to get away from the awkwardness. It was clear that we both wanted to talk to each other, but neither wanted to make the first move. I felt like I wasn't the one to break us up, so I shouldn't be the one to come forward, and I don't know what his reasoning was. At one point the dream switched gears and I was on an inner tube boat toy thing getting pulled behind a ski boat with some other people from the party, we each had our own tube, and I noticed he was on one too... We were all having a great time until I realized that my rope was stretching and fraying and I was falling farther and farther behind the ski boat and no one else noticed. Finally my rope broke and I had to swim back to the cruise ship (it wasn't that far away). When I reboarded the ship, my dad was waiting in the bar with a gin and tonic for me... he didn't offer any words of advice or ask me how I was doing, he just handed me the drink and we sat at the bar in silence.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Zombie Nights-Year 1 a playlist devoted to Girls' Night

Early February marked the "Friendaversary" of my Girls' Night buddies. I made a play list as party swag, and because it was so awesome I thought I'd share it with the rest of you... as usual, you can find the playlist in it's entirity on Spotify at this link:
Or just scan through it here.

Dream State Escalate: 14

Last night was strange for many reasons. 1. I was back with my most recent ex, 2. his dad was the body shop guy (BSG for future reference) we use at work, 3. there was some sort of IRA uprising in this old town we were visiting, 4. there were more explosions than a Bruce Willis flick.

So Boyfriend (I'll call him that in this just because he was current in the dream, and it makes more sense) and I were exploring this old town and we found out that there was going to be a St. Patrick's Day parade later on in the day so we decided to stick around for it...until we noticed a lot of people seemed to be getting really tense and we saw that people were not so slyly reaching for whatever they could find as a weapon. We were on foot so we quickly went in the opposite direction of the parade route and ended up at a really bizarre country bar just outside of town. I had to go to the bathroom really bad, so I found it... and when I got there I saw that all the toilets were in the middle of these murky ponds... so I tried to squat over it and ending up peeing all over myself. I cleaned up as best as I could and went to find Boyfriend. Naturally he was at the bar with his "dad" (BSG) and they were noticing that the drama from downtown was starting to roll into the the bar. We along with the owners of the establishment run out the back door into a pasture with a camp set up at far end of it. Once we make it to camp, I accidentally light a flare (I know I know, we were supposed to be hiding and I light up the whole place), the owner of the bar ends up snuffing it out, just as we hear a giant crash... the whole bar had been blown up by some sort of Molotov cocktail and was engulfed in flames. We were all scared and in shock when Boyfriend put his arms around me and held me close promising to never let anything hurt me and that he'd always be there for me.... then I woke up.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Happy Mardi Gras!

Happy Mardi Gras friends and family. Whatever you choose to do to celebrate the day (if anything) please be safe, don't drink and drive, or get into the car with someone who has had a few too many. Personally, I'm celebrating by having dinner with my grandparents, and surviving another Tuesday in customer service. Enjoy the day/night and designate a driver. Also if you want to drop off some beads to me... I'll wear them.

Dream State Escalate: 13

I'd been wondering about my dreams lately. Seems for the past few days I've been having a hard time remembering them after I wake up. Maybe it has something to do with being sick or maybe we all go through phases where we forget. Last night the dreams stuck, mostly.

Dream 1: this dream was just getting started when it was rudely interrupted by my full bladder and I woke up. I was part of Downton Abbey (my latest Netflix obsession) I'm not sure if I was staff or family, but I was carrying on a conversation with Lord Grantham, let me tell you my English accent was flawless and not at all cheesy.

Dream 2: I was out shopping in San Luis and Santa Barbara with my mom and brother. In the dream they were neighboring towns. I was really annoyed with my brother over the whole ordeal, he wasn't supposed to come with us but decided to tag along on the trip. I got so pissed off that I made a new friend with someone in one of the malls we were at and bailed on the family. I couldn't handle my brother's attitude and my mom kept taking his side when we would get into arguments. I had much more fun shopping with the stranger.

Dream 3: this one was disturbing, not scary but it bothered me. Earlier in the day I had gone to a gas station "up north" and a friend of mine worked there. I filled up my car and she told me that if she swiped my card instead of paying at the pump I'd get her employee fuel discount. So I handed her my card, she swiped it and handed me back what I thought was my debit card. Later in the dream I went to pay for something else and realized that she had given me back someone else's card. When I called my bank to cancel it (I had thought it was a simple mistake and it was too far away to go back for it) I found out that she cleaned out my bank account in the few hours since I left that morning. The bank was cool and helped me get my money back, but it hurt that a friend would do something like that. I woke up still upset even when I realized it was just a dream.

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Grandma Lillian's Pea Soup

Okay, now personally, I'm not a fan of this soup, I don't like peas, but I'm pretty much the only one I know who doesn't like it... and I have a lot of friends who are into peas and other veggies, so I thought I'd share. My grandma has been making this soup forever, the recipe card at her house was written in my mom's elementary school handwriting, so it's not something new to the family. It's not quite a vegetarian meal as it's cooked with a ham bone, but it's something good for the winter, and is best served with crusty bread and extra sharp cheddar cheese.

Better Than Andersen’s Pea Soup

  • 2 pounds split peas
  • 1 bunch fresh spinach
  • 2 bunches water cress
  • 3 carrots
  • 1 small bunch celery
  • 1 bunch green onions
  • 2 potatoes
  • 1 onion
  • 1 pound asparagus
  • 1 ham bone
  • 1 large zucchini
  • 6 quarts water 
  • Wash all vegetables
  • Chop vegetables and place in food processor
  • Mix/Chop to the size of large confetti
  • Place vegetables in large pot
  • Wash peas and add to veggies
  • Add Water
  • Add ham bone
  • Bring to a boil, stirring frequently
  • Simmer 90-120 minutes
  • Salt and pepper to taste.

Lo's Mojitos and Tangerine Dreams

Mojitos are one of my favorite summertime cocktail, they're refreshing, sweet, and oh so satisfying. My version is slightly different than what you would find in a typical bar setting as I use diet 7up instead of club soda, but my friends, the difference is in the details. You'll be a believer after one sip.  The Tangerine Dream is very similar except instead of Key Limes I use tangerines and leave out the simple syrup, I'd say they're equally delicious. Cheers!
  • 3 Limes (key limes taste best)
  • 4 Mint Leaves
  • 1.5 Ounces Light Rum
  • Ice
  • Diet Lemon/Lime Soda
  • Simple Syrup (equal parts sugar/water boiled together until they thicken into a syrup)
  • Muddle mint leaves in the bottom of glass
  • Juice the limes and pour into glass
  • Pour in Rum
  • Fill glass with Soda
  • Add Simple Syrup to taste
  • Add ice
  • Serve

Lo’s Tangerine Dream

Substitute limes for tangerines and follow Mojito recipe, depending on sweetness of tangerines, syrup may not be needed.

Life Changing Cranberry Salsa

After eating this cranberry salsa you'll never go back to that canned stuff you slice into rounds at Thanksgiving. It's great on sandwiches, as a dip like regular salsa, or as a spread on your turkey dinner. Seriously, give it a try, you'll never look back. You're welcome.

Cranberry Salsa
  • 1 Bag Fresh Cranberries
  • 1 JalapeƱo, seeded
  • ¾ Cup Sugar
  • 1 Green Onion
  • 1/3 Bunch Cilantro
  • ¼ Teaspoon Cumin
  • 1/8 Teaspoon Salt

Place all ingredients in food processor and mix until fully chopped and blended

Friday, February 8, 2013

Favorite Cobbler Ever

I love love love berry cobblers, apple cobblers, peach cobblers, shoe cobblers, sensing a pattern yet? Anyway, this is another one of my mom's famous dessert recipes that never fails to please a crowd of sweet tooths. Hope your family enjoys it as much as mine.


  • ½ cup cobbler
  • 1 cup flour
  • 1 cup sugar *
  • 1 teaspoon baking powder
  • ½ cup milk
  • 2 cups fruit (your choice)
  • 1 cup sugar

  • Melt butter in 10 inch baking dish
  • Mix together flour, sugar, baking powder, and milk
  • Spoon over melted butter
  • Heat fresh or canned fruit with sugar adjusting less sugar if fruit is canned
  • Pour over dough
Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes or until crust is golden brown

Crust will rise to top

Serve warm or cold 

* use ½ cup brown sugar and ½ cup sugar if using apples

Lucious Lemon Cake

This recipe has been in the family for years, a neighbor of my grandparents used to make it when I was little and then my grandmother and other relatives started making it too. It's pretty much a staple to most family celebrations on my dad's side of the family. When in doubt? Lemon cake wins the bout. Or something like that.

  • 1 yellow cake mix or lemon cake mix
  • 4 eggs
  • ¾ cup oil
  • ¾ cup water
  • 1 3-ounce package lemon Jell-O 

  • Preheat oven to 350 degrees
  • Grease and flour 9x13” pan
  • Combine above ingredients; mix well
  • Bake according to package instructions

  • 1 cup sifted powdered sugar
  • ¾ cup lemon juice 
  • Combine ingredients and mix until smooth
  • Pour glaze onto cake while cake is still hot
  • Poke holes in cake after glaze is on.

Mama Maltagliati's Chocolate Chip Cookies

These are my favorite chocolate chip cookies. EVER. I have so many great memories of making these with my mom, and finally being old enough to be left alone in the kitchen and making them myself. I won't lie there have been many occasions where I've made them just to eat the dough (I'm a rebel like that) and then only bake what's left out of guilt.

  • 2 ¼ cups all purpose flour
  • 1 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1 cup butter softened (do not substitute)
  • ¾ cup granulated sugar
  • ¾ cup firmly packed brown sugar
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 12-ounce package milk chocolate chocolate chips (my favorite are Nestle, I haven't liked how they've turned out as much with other brands).
  • 1 6-ounce package mini chips
  • 1 cup chopped pecans (optional)

  • Preheat oven to 375 degrees F
  • In a small bowl, combine flour, baking soda, and salt… set aside
  • In a large bowl, combine butter, sugars, and vanilla; beat until creamy
  • Beat in eggs
  • Gradually add flour mixture; mix well
  • Stir in chips and nuts
  • Drop rounded level measuring tablespoons onto ungreased cookie sheets (I usually line my cookie sheets with parchment paper, no stick and super easy clean up)
  • Bake 9 minutes

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Clipped Wings

Tuesday I spent most of the day (at work) light headed and dizzy, trying to focus and get shit done...

Yeah, things didn't work out as planned. At the end of the day I locked up my office and headed straight for Urgent Care, where I spent the next two hours trying to figure out WTH is up with my body. Preliminary diagnosis is "Benign Postural Vertigo" so basically what it means is there is fluid in my ears and if I move my head a certain way the room will spin like a tilt-o-whirl and I have to grab on to the nearest solid surface since life has no seat belts.

I had a bit of an anxiety attack in the doctor's office, which caused my blood pressure to spike and they had to take it at least 3 times to get an accurate read, and even then they really just gave up and said "it's a little high, but it's because you're scared and are anxious," yeah I was anxious, every time the doctor would do a new test to figure out what was wrong she would get this weird confused look on her face like she'd never seen anything like what I was experiencing. Then she got nervous when out of nowhere I started crying, I didn't know what was happening, I couldn't control it, and I'm sorry I'm scaring you, but please figure this shit out. Thanks. The doc wouldn't release me from her office until I phoned a friend (my awesome Aunt and Uncle) to come and pick me up because when your life feels like a literal roller coaster instead of just an emotional one you have no business behind the wheel. After picking up my 'scripts at the pharmacy I went home to be picked up by my parents since no one thought it was safe for me to spend the night alone.

Yesterday I spent the day feeling like a flightless bird, more specifically one with clipped wings because I wasn't able to do anything but lay in bed and watch TV. I didn't even have my car with me... not that there was anywhere I needed to be, per doctor's orders I wasn't allowed to go to work. It was such a weird feeling to be in my parents house and without a vehicle, and really too sick to move anyway. It was like being 15 all over again... the only thing missing was tanning oil and lounge chairs in the back yard (although when taking new meds, it isn't always a good idea to try to work on your tan).

Today I decided to try going to work...I'm not sure how good of an idea it was. I mean I'm here, I'm getting some stuff done, but my typing skills have plummeted, and I'm about as focused as a squirrel on speed. When things start to spin all I can do is put my head down and wait for the ride to end (thankfully it isn't happening too often).

The plan so far is to go in for a general lab work up on Saturday and then meet with the doctor again next week to see if there is anything that we need to talk about. Fingers crossed it isn't too serious and can be managed with relative ease.

Dream State Escalate: 12

My brain must have been gearing up for work today (I was out sick yesterday, but decided I would brave the office today)... anyway I was going through deposit slips and matching them to invoices that had been paid with cash when I came across a slip from one of our satellite offices for $9,000,000. Yeah... NINE MILLION DOLLARS, and there were no notes as to what I should be applying it to, so I called the office that had made the deposit to see what went on. The girl who answered the phone said "well a customer left a briefcase on the counter full of cash along with the car keys, he told me to use what was in the case to pay for the rental and then he ran out the doors. So I just deposited the whole amount." I asked her if it seemed suspicious that someone would pay that much in cash for a one day rental, she agreed that it was weird, but that she didn't feel comfortable with that kind of money in the safe so she took it to the bank. We later found out that all the bills were counterfeit (um duh?) and that the guy was on the run from the law (bigger duh).