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Jul. 10th, 2009

smitten

I just realized

I don't think I've ever posted on here that I actually maintain my personal blog over at WordPress now.

It's called Least Expected and I'm pretty good at updating it these days. The FUN PART? And this is totally random...I somehow managed to get myself into feng shui. So I'm in the process of overhauling my apartment. I'm blogging about it as I go along. Thus far I've done my kitchen and just posted about it today:

http://leastexpected.wordpress.com/

Feb. 11th, 2009

texas forever

The lights that lead the way are blinding

Remember me? I hadn't been on here since forever, until the other day Jess told me to check out Sandy's debate with the Craziest Christian Bale Fan Ever...so I did. Then I thought to myself, wow, LJ, what happened to the love?! Neither of us calls, neither of us writes. I am actually thinking about moving to another blog site, because LJ people (present company excluded) kinda frighten me. But we shall see, that's a big commitment, yo!

I almost typed out the words "well, really nothing new here..." That would've made me a big fat LIAR. I just don't know where to begin.

I am seeing someone, but "seeing" is a rather odd way off putting it, because he lives in Austin. I've actually known him for several years through Allyn and our friend Eric. Therefore, it's a very bizarre "who could've seen THIS coming?!" situation. However, life...she's funny that way. And I'm trying not to question why things are the way they are and just learn to enjoy them for what they are. If that makes sense. Bottom line is, I am very, very happy in this...relationship? Yes, the distance sucks balls a LOT, but it is the way it is for now for a reason. 1300 miles not only increases the quantity of communication, but also the quality. My therapist calls it courting. Which makes me giggle. Anyhow, I went to Austin last month...he's coming to LA next month.

I do hate my job. Not my duties, but I've come to the harsh realization that I am not compatible with the people I work with. I've been fighting that for awhile now, but it's true. And it slapped me in my face a few weeks ago and I haven't gotten over it. On top of that, even though I do work well in a team environment...I don't work well in the traditional sense. I'm fine with meeting as a team on occasion and each of us receiving specific tasks, at which point I will hole myself up in my workspace and not really want to talk to anyone else until I get it done. I don't need to send out 15 progress reports or make it be known how busy I am in order to compete with the class. I just want to get my stuff done and be left alone. I'm starting to look at the possibility of doing my own thing after this gig is up. I just know me, I know I work better alone or in charge. I get more done at home than I do in the office. I get more done at the office when I shut my door and the phone isn't ringing. I've always been this way, even when it came to playtime as a kid (according to my mother). So we shall see...right now I'm reading "The Anti 9 to 5 Guide: Practical Career Advice for Women Who Think Outside the Cube."

Speaking of my  mother...I am thinking about moving back to Texas. Please pick your jaws up off your laps/desks/some cases the floor. When I moved out here, I always said the only reason why I'd move back was for family. However, at the time I don't think I meant it nor did I believe I'd ever do it. I was running away from EVERYTHING and the only thing I felt like I was leaving was friends. I just wasn't close to my family at ALL. 1200 miles has changed all of that. I now have a budding relationship with both my mother and my older siblings, especially my sister. They're all increasingly important to me. These thoughts started swimming around in my head when my grandfather died in November and didn't really manifest themselves until the first of the year. My grandfather's passing was a reminder to me of what a ginormous part of my childhood my grandparents were. And now that I do know I want to get married (um, again) and have children, I'm not entirely sure I want to do it three states away from my mom and my siblings AND my best friends. The thought of someone like Robin, for example, not being at the hospital when I have my first baby? That hurts me inside. Hurts like you don't even know. It really hurts me now to think I won't be around when Leslie and Matt have Cora. I know Leslie has a ton of friends and family who will be present the day that little girl comes into the world and the two of us haven't done a terrific job of keeping in touch over recent years, but our friendship will always be special, we've done so much together and it stings a bit to think I won't be there. I know people do the distance from friends and family thing all the time, I just don't know if I want to be one of those people anymore. I already missed both Jess and Leslie's weddings...I'm tired of missing things!!! Plus, don't get me started on all the places my head went when I realized I wanted kids and where in the LA area that means you have to live that's affordable, with the right schools, etc. Just know that ridiculousness and mental chaos ensued.

To add to the general realizations, my mom is having health problems. Her heart is starting to act up again, etc. etc. Won't go into the details. But she's not taking care of herself like she's supposed to and it dawned on me recently that she really has no one to help her out if need be. My little sister is there, but she just turned 17 and shouldn't be burned with the majority of the responsibility.

Sorry this turned out so long...that's what I get for not writing more!! But, this is all what's been going through my head recently...I have to say though, the thought of moving back doesn't scare me anymore. I know I had to move here, it was my way out of a lot of bad situations and feelings. And IF I do go back, I know how much better it will be than before I left.

Jan. 3rd, 2009

white wine

You be the prince, I'll be the princess


Happy New Year, bitches! I am ridiculously more excited about it being a New Year than I was about Christmas. My Christmas was turned upside down this year compared to what it's been like for the past seven or eight years of my life. Not going to lie to you, it was difficult. Even though I was with  my grandmother, mom and little sister, Christmas day was sad and lonely. But I survived and that was more than likely the only year it will be like that. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger. Reading through my friend list, it's easy to get envious of all the cool pressies. But alas, that's not what it's about. I got three gift cards (two from bosses, one from my dad) and a candle. That's about it...but for me, honestly, the best presents I received money couldn't have bought. I ended the wretched 2008 happy and got  to spend 10 days in Texas seeing almost everyone who is special to me and for the first time in my life, spent an evening with just my brother and sister and their families. Sure we were playing drinking games all night long, but that's what older siblings are for...getting you into hot trouble.

So let's talk about what an amazing year this is going to be! BECAUSE IT IS. The executive decision has been made by me (and others) that this is the Year of Nikki. I started this shiz off right, that's for sure. My NYE was the best I've ever had. With 24 hours to go, no one wanted to make a damn decision on what we were doing. So I made one for us! We headed over to the Americana in Glendale where our friend, Paul, lives and rang in the new year with all you can drink and all you can eat sushi. I was with my two best LA girlfriends, we looked amazing, I felt great and lord knows I loved me some sushi and watermelon cucumber mojitos all night long. It was fabulous.


I've been pondering what my Resolutions shall be. Getting my finances in order is definitely number one. One day when I grow up, I'd like to own a condo or house and that ain't gonna happen if I don't start working on things right now. Other than that, I don't know. I'm back on Weight Watchers AGAIN and I've started working out regularly, but I don't want to make those resolutions, those are just things I have to do. So I am going to take a few days to think about this, then I'll back to you.

Until then, I wish you a very happy and healthy 2009. I've included a few more NYE pics after the jump, but there are a ton on my Facebook should you wish to take a gander!
 
Out with the old... )

Dec. 4th, 2008

merry christmas

Come pick me up, take me out

I have no idea why I don't post here anymore.  More than likely it's because I've been doing a lot of work over at Crazy Lil Sports Lady. She's blowing up, getting a lot of attention from the sports blogs I leave comments on. It's fantastic, feels great to be writing again. I didn't realize how much I missed it.

In addition, 2008 has been a damn mess, I feel the need to save you from my bitching. There's enough whining in the world already, I do believe. Without a doubt this has been the worst year of my life, but I know I'm a better woman because of it. Divorce, four broken hearts, third major car accident, first run in with the law (don't ask), dealt with layoffs for the first time in my professional life, got put on happy pills due to hereditary issues (thanks, mom!) and lost my first grandparent on Veteran's Day. I'm f*cking done, dude. I believe in karma, therefore, 2009? It's going to be a bloody fabulous year...one way or another!

My Thanksgiving was great, despite a hangover from pure hell. I rallied halfway through the Cowboys game. Thank the Lord, cause it's retarded to not be able to keep food down on The Greatest Food Day of the Year. Spent the rest of the break watching movies, spending time with friends and all day Sunday decorating my tree and making holiday cards! Watched National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation and Love Actually whilst doing so. I was thoroughly stoked since Scrooge wouldn't let me have a tree last year. Ass hole.

I have a plethora of holiday parties/dinners/volunteer events coming up over the next two weeks. Then I'll be headed to Tejas for Christmas. But for today and today only, I'm all about seeing Ryan Adams and Oasis at Staples Center tonight. WHADDUP.



Nov. 6th, 2008

smitten

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I'm sure by now you've heard about the rallies and demonstrations that took place all over California yesterday against the passing of Prop 8. I was there. I marched with several of my gay friends, including one of my best friends, Eric. I wouldn't have thought about being anywhere else, with anyone else. My favorite chant from last night was "Gay, straight, black, white, marriage is a civil right." And I truly believe that.

One of the big opposing thoughts to same sex marriage is it would be taught in school along with traditional family and home education. My response to that is..."and?" It's 2008. Children can't be sheltered forever, especially when they GROW UP IN CALIFORNIA. Are this homophobes afraid learning about same sex marriage will turn their children gay? Hate to break it to you, if your kid is gay...he/she is gay. Not much you can do about it. Except be a loving, caring, accepting parent.

I can't help but think these very same people would have been (and might still be) against interracial couples decades ago. Sad.

I am different, I have no doubt. I've surrounded myself with a diverse group of open-minded, well informed, generous people who care about all human beings regardless of race, religion or sexual orientation and will continuously fight for civil rights and equality. And one day, when I have kids, I will be proud for them to associated with and educated about all lifestyle choices and family make-ups.

This fight is not just for the LGBT population to struggle with. It is for all of us who care about our friends and family members who are basically being demoted to second-class citizen. These are victims of hate. We have come to far (just this week!) to let something like this set us back.

Below the cut are pictures, a video and a snapshot from today's LA Times all from last night! I was PROUD TO BE THERE!

Read more... )


Sep. 17th, 2008

tim riggins

Because I have nothing better to do?

I'm not sure. But I took all the suggestions and finally did it. There will be changes and shiny things added, but it's a start.

Crazy Lil Sports Lady






Jun. 11th, 2008

always sunny

It's not you, it's me

Locked. For your own good. I can't talk about you and actually let you read it, now can I?

If you want me to friend you, ask and play nicely. There aren't many folks on here, because his blog mainly serves as a means to keep up and in touch with my friendsies in Dallas. But should you care about me enough to listen to my needless ramblings on being a Southern girl in Los Angeles, my obsession with shoes, drinking unnatural amounts of Malibu, trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up, my unhealthy love of all things football, hockey, movies and Chris Evans, the wonders of every episode of Friday Night Lights, how much I love my two dogs (despite the fact I think one is mentally challenged), my experiences in dating for the first time since 2000 and my ridiculous fascination with the porn industry...well, you've been warned.

Grab a cocktail or four, get your popcorn ready...and tell me how much you love me.