Men and Cars.

I haven't been super inspired to write anything good lately, or really...nothing at all. Not sure why that is, but for fun I thought I would post up the top 5 men in the media, I would love a date with! Not only based on looks, but these guys just seem like good, cool, humble guys.

But first I want to start of by laughing at myself, as I realized late last night that I tend to describe men and dating, by using the analogy of a passenger in a car, a lot. I was on the on the phone with an old girlfriend who's ex boyfriend recently gave her the speech of "I just don't want to be in a relationship right now," blah blah, my god! I've known four girls who were all given the same speech lately - myself included! Are the moons out of order these days? Seriously men, I ask you - why do you even bother getting involved with all of us awesome gals, if you know in the first place what path you are currently on and that that doesn't involve a a girl? Please, spare us next time. Anyways...so I was talking to my friend and she was questioning me of whether or not she should ask this guy out from her work etc, and I said "of course - go for it!" Now I personally have only ever asked one guy out, but I do think it's 2008 and maybe that should happen more often.

Half the time I think men are just scared to approach us for fear of whatever, and so they chicken out on getting a number or striking up a convo. I know that is the case. And for shits and giggles if you are ever super bored go on Craiglist to the "missed connection" section, I get such a kick out of men trying to find the lady they chickened out with earlier in the week, over an Internet plea. It's quite humorous.

So back to my analogy of men in cars. My friend was telling me how she wants to ask this guy out but can't get her ex out of her head, still thinks about him all the time, etc etc. I was telling her that she needs to get him out of the back seat of her car and push him to the trunk, and eventually out the door. She laughed as I said this and asked "huh?" But here is my theory:
When you are a single gal, you are in the car alone, grooving to your music, thinking out loud or to yourself - doing your daily routine. You are enjoying your alone time. When you start to date someone or get involved in a relationship the guy ends up in your passenger seat. You should still be driving ;) He usually stays in the passenger seat for some time. For some of us weeks, others - months, and the good ones - years. Of course you may get into an accident every now and then or let him drive from time to time, but at the end of the day he's in your passenger seat and you two are enjoying the ride.

Now, when things get rocky or you take a break or you break up, he is automatically pushed to the backseat. He stays in the backseat, as you two think about what you want. You are in the phase of moving on etc, but he is still in your head. If you think about him, want him still, miss him, hang out or talk occasionally, while dating other guys casually...if he's still in your mind, whether all the time or once in a awhile...he's still in the damn backseat. He does not move from the backseat, until you start dating another guy who you realize, "wow maybe there are other men out there, and I was crazy for being so into so and so." When you start to get butterflies to hang out with new guy, see him a couple times a week or just find yourself looking forward to the next phone call, your old guy is immediately locked in the trunk, while new guy hops into the passenger seat for a fun ride. Why is it that the ride always starts off so fun, fine and dandy?

So you slowly become all into new guy, while still playing it cool for fear of him realizing too soon you actually do dig him, and sooner or later you realize you have feelings for him. THIS LADIES, is when (in my opinion) old guy is kicked out of car for good, and new guy continues to comfortably sit in the passenger seat. You go for a new ride, listen to new music, have new adventures, travel new roads, new trips, new paths, new car ride convo's. You stop at a redlight and take a moment to yourself to smile on the inside and remember that happy place again; and that you are in it once again. You look back at the past and realize every guy you date is like a road trip. When the trip ends, he's no longer in the car.

Well, this is seriously the half tipsy talk I gave my friend last night and it made sense to her. We all have to remember that life can be a joy ride if we let it be. There might be fender benders and accidents along the way, but all in all it's our journey to ride through. And when that big day comes where you walk down the isle, as we've all dreamed of since we were 5 years old, you realize THEN that you are about to embark on the best trip yet. To me, that trip should be everlasting.

SO, on that note...back to my top 5 Men In The Spotlight list. I want a date with these boys!

1) Philip Rivers, QB of the San Diego Chargers. Hot, funny, sweet, on my hometown team, and most of all I'm such a sucker for Football players! For the first time I'm on a Fantasy Football team this year, and while I've been getting really into the games, I have to admit my true fantasy is really ending up with a hot football player!





















2) Peyton Manning. QB of the Indianapolis, Colts. Love him. And most of all love that he has a brother for my best friend, so we can both get married, become rich housewives and sister in laws!














3)John Mayer. Now I NEVER thought John Mayer was sexy, and for the longest time I questioned how he could get such lovelies like Jessica Simpson and Jennifer Aniston. He used to come across as cold to me. But I saw him on a television interview the other day, and he seemed like such a down to earth sexy guy! I try so hard to stay away from ever dating anyone in the music industry, but I think I'd be okay with Mr. Mayer.




















4) Mario Lopez. Loved him since Saved by the Bell and also love a little Latin from time to time. Not to mention - those abs! And he is from SD and even went to my Alma Matter! Watch out Karina! Plus, doesn't he just have a "bring home to mom smile?"




















5) Adrian from Entourage. Such a cutie, those eyes, need I say more.

















6) Billy Ray Syrus...okay that's 6. I know he's Miley's Dad but I seriously think he's sexy! And a Southern Gent.Just one night with him will suffice. :)

through the looking glass.

through the looking glass i once peered.

looking for the white rabbit i once knew
Adventure
magic
explore
learn

seeing you skip through the clouds and mazes

trying to follow, but too fast for thriumph.

wanting to find you, see you again!

white rabbit

where are you going?

what are you doing?

i'm right here!

turn around, find me.

i'm the blond haired, blue eyed beauty.

Alice.

we went on adventures

i want to go one more.

please take me in hand,
i want to explore
this wonderland more.

where are you?

skipping down the maze

trying to find who?

it's a maze out there.

i was adventure.

i was real.
and you could feel.

white rabbit,

wait!

turn around.

adventures are in your hand

in wonder land.

i want to explore them with you!

not wonder who. or who are you?
said the catepillar.

stop.

turn around.

find me.

i'm right here.

not far, but near.

i miss you.

white rabbit.

maybe you will find the clue.

then turn around to get me

and i can stop wondering...
why.

who.

(i've been in this weird poem phase lately. it will cease, eventually).

on my mind.

i talk a lot.
but then i'm a mouse.
it's not me.
it's we.
and i don't want to be that way,
but that's just the way it is.
can i click my heals twice and things will change?
i don't want to feel so strange.

how can i communicate
when you have nothing to respond with
that will make me grow, motivate, inspire,
i have love
much love
unconditional love.
but ironically,
i'm known the least
by you.
of knowing who i really am
surface deep
mile high.
i'm complex and deep
motivational and interesting
intelligent and funny.
i try to let you explore,
get to know me to find out more.
i have a really deep core.
i want you to know it
and find it and meet it and love it.
just like you already do.
but really, you have no clue.

i never know what to say,
i just talk about my day.
and in return hear m'kay.

is there more that i don't see?
i don't know?
i'm sure there is spark and meat i don't know about!
The juice is what I want, what makes me thrive.
and i'd love to know! and hear stories!
i'm an open book!
Look;
i wish i knew more.
i wish i didn't keep it all in.
i try.

i need to be better.
or at least jot it all down in a letter.
turn those childhood memories into adult recognition
i'd want to see and breath the ambition.

love,
tiffany.

A night out on La Cienga. Oh my.

I sit here once again dehydrated from the previous night's adventures, and while I should consume water and more water and more water, of course I turn to my new coffee addiction called "Wake up call," from the coffee and juice joint next door. Supposedly it's healthier for me, since they use cocoa protein powder vs. that sugary Starbucks delicious syrup, but either way it's not conquering my poor thirst. I need to wake up first.

Last night was quite an adventure. My my, that seems to be such a ritual lately. Plans of happy hour which turn into a night of bar hopping fun. Last night I went out with my friend M to the Belmont on La Cienga. These are my thoughts in the Belmont; awesome food, strong drinks, nice patio seating, good happy hour selection, ...annoying industry people with cigarettes and blackberries in hand. My god, can you go anywhere in LA without over-hearing annoying industry chit chat and people with their blackberries on their lap? The answer is; not really. I get it, trust me I get it, but the thing I will never transform into is one of those jaded, obnoxious blackberry, over-loud talking film or music people. I do what I do, but I really try hard not to bring it with me everywhere I go, especially on my personal time. So anyways, my friend and I enjoy our strong flavored cocktails, sweet potato fries, tuna tartare and artichoke, while talking away and gossiping about the life that never changes at camp S-NY, and taking in the second hand smoke around us. We try to tune out but listen to the wanna be "young hollywood stars" next to us talk about their walk on roles on CSI and the new 90210 (which I have issues with already). They sit there (two guys, not girls) drinking an Amstel light and eating a delicious ahi tuna salad. I couldn't help to think they really wanted the burger, onion rings, and Newcastle, but of course they had to watch their boyish figs.
So after an hour and half at the bar, our waitress reminded us we were sitting at a "reserved" table. Although no one came up to claim it, but luckily we were done and decided to go next door to check out STK.

STK. A place I drive by daily but have failed to go to do to the long lines and hype outside. Since it was early we decided to go have a drink at the bar, and check it out. Much to my surprise, the place wasn't super busy yet and we took a seat in the bar area which had a strong curious "basil" scent in the room. It only took about 10 minutes for the size zero, perfectly portioned waitress, to walk by us three times and regret to ask us what we wanted. So of course I stood up to go to the bar and order and she came back to us. My goodness, we only wanted A drink. While the place was cool and I loved the decor, and would want to try the food on a "business meeting" adventure, I was really annoyed with the service staff. Not only did they try to put on this sleek attitude, ALL of them looked like they were hand picked out of Calvin Klein modeling show to work for STK. Talk about equal opportunity employment? Umm yeah, that doesn't exist at STK. I was quite jealous though of our waitress who was about to get a phat tip for the night, as she sat there waiting and helping on the 4 owners of the restaurant. It was funny to see her smirk and flirt away with a rich 55 year old men. At least she made $500 bucks from one table.

So after a drink which cost $15 a pop!, we decided to go across the street to one of my favorite spots The Spanish Kitchen. Hooray for free chips and salsa, awesome sangria and cool, chill, people. My friend and I continued to bond over many stories that were much needed in catching each other up. I vented to her about what kind of man I really want and made fun of past dating prospects. It was quite hilarious. Soon after, as I make friends with the bar tender for a free shot (I have to admit I'm good at that!), we realize we both have to function (today), and head out for the night. But don't worry Oscar the bartender - we will be back for Taco Tuesday!

We make the long journey of a walk back to our cars. I say journey because of course we pass Koi and Area, with every look - a - like and D lister outside and tons of paparazzi just loitering around waiting to hopefully catch that next shot of Lindsey and Sam. Leave them alone! They just want some dinner! Walking by all this, I started blurting out loud to my friend reminding her why I want to leave LA and journey on up to the Bay. So I don't have to deal with all this commotion...ever. My god, it's really getting to me these days. May 09 needs to come sooner than later.

Anyways, I had a pretty fun and eventful night. I thought I would ramble about it on here, so I can put off doing any type of real work for the time being. I'm very much looking forward to the OC Octoberfest on Saturday. I plan on getting my German on.

xo.

uhh, survey says.

Brain dead at work.

1) Do you still have items that belong to your ex?
i think a pair of gym pants somewhere, who knows.

2) Do you have a date this weekend?
yes!

3) Can you live without the computer?
on vacation, most definitely.

4) Are you trying to avoid liking somebody at the moment?
nope. not really.

5) Do you get along with guys or girls better?
girls for sure. i've never been one to have a huge amount of guy friends. i'm too big of a flirt. if they're cute...my mind goes elsewhere, unless they are taken of course.

6) Do you hide your emotions?
it depends. with men - no, i'm always outspoken. but i've learned to hide emotions upfront, for real. with friends - I am always honest and let them know what's up. with family - i tend to hide it. part of my only child syndrome i'm sure.

7) Has anyone ever called you baby?
yes. but i'm not a big fan of people using it as a general term like 'hey baby'...i think it should be special and used with someone special. it feels better. although i'm totally guilty of occasionally using it casually myself.

8) What book are you reading?
The Secret. Dirt by Augusten Burroughs. GMAT and CSET study books.

9) Who was the last person you had an argument with?
someone who I would consider my sister. long story. end of story. hope for new beginning.

10) Do you prefer to take showers at night or in the morning?
both. baths at night. showers in the morning.

11) When was the last time you had pizza?
two weeks ago at happy hour. not a huge pizza fan, i'm crazy i know.

12) What is the last movie you saw in a theater?
Bottle Shock.

13) What do you wish you had right now at this moment?
a pumpkin spice nonfat latte from starbucks. a paycheck.

14) When was the last time you got really upset?
sunday night. but in general i don't usually get upset i try to let things go and move on.

15) Has someone ever made you a Build-A-Bear?
no. but i've taken kids to make one before.

16) Worst relationship mistake you wish you could take back?
pms moments. being clingy, sometimes. falling into shit too fast. umm, that's three. different guys.

17) Has anybody ever given you butterflies?
of course!

18) When you see new people, do you critique how they look or act?
I wouldn't call it critique...more of trying to figure out their story. and since i appreciate style and fashion, i usually give an up and down.

19) Do you have nice eyes?
i think so they're baby blue and sometimes teal.

20) What is something you need to go shopping for?
a new car. new jeans. boots w them fur. scrunch boots. fall/winter cute hoodies. well, a car would be my most "need." ...Dad? i wish.

21) Whose birthday is coming up?
Jon Kennette's!

22) Were you happy when you woke up?
yes. although it took me forever to get out of bed and hit the gym.

23) How old do you think you will be when you finally have kids?
33-35. i really don't want to have kids before i'm 30. 30-32 is my ideal age. we'll see. let's start w...finding my perfect man.

24) Would you do anything to have someone back in your life?
uhh, anything is a strong word. not anything, but some things, possibly.

25) What are you currently thinking about?
happy hour later and how my maragarita sounds good even though it's cold out. this day feels such like a routine. i want to leave the office now and head to the Promenade, but instead i'm stuck playing travel agent/tour marketing department.

26) Who was the last person that called you?
my bestie.

27) Who were you on July 4th, 2008?
myself, confused. in vegas via san diego.

28) Why do you like the person you like?
and who would that be?? no one at the moment!!

Today.

I was woken up this morning early; probably 7am or so by the sound of a very loud helicopter in the sky. It wouldn't stop, the sound kept on rumbling bigger and louder as if it were over my apartment roof. Although I was in a deep sleep and in the middle of an awesome dream, I slowly came out of my sleep half awake, and jumped back into reality to remember that today is a day seven years ago, that changed our nation and world forever. Those sounds of the helicopters above me made my heart skip a beat, my morning a little more cautious. I jumped to turn on the news (which I never do anymore in the morning but should), to make sure things were kosher.

Today just feels erie. Doesn't it? It's always sunny in Southern California and today, it's cold. It feels like everything you do on this day has to be done with somewhat caution, respect and remembrance of 9/11.

Seven years ago, I remember the morning feeling different. Nothing had happened yet, except my stomach had this odd gut feeling, no seriously - it did, the same time the terrorists were boarding at Boston Logan Airport. It was my second day of school of my sophomore year in college, and I had only been in Boston a week. I headed to my first class of the morning, Art History, and my teacher had the news on. All I kept hearing were the Trade Towers, and me being the California native that I am, thought the Trade Towers were in Boston. Whoops. Hey, I was new to the East Coast. It was all overwhelming to me, my teacher had on the news, class had only been in session 15 minutes or so and then the attack happened. Everyone froze. I was utterly confused as was everyone else. I remember my teacher saying was that class was cancelled immediately, however we could stay if we wanted too ( I guess he figured at that point it would offer comfort if nothing else). My teacher explained to all of us what was going on. I'm sure we all looked liked confused and ghostly scared 19 year olds on our second day of school. The girl who sat across from me raised her hand and said "My parents work at the Trade Towers, I have to go." At that point we all followed her exit one by one. Her parents, come to find out a week later, both died.

I will never forget my experience on this day and the days to follow. I'm sure it was nothing like it was in Manhattan, New York. But if you weren't experiencing this tragedy first hand in New York, you definitely felt the mystery of it in Boston. Where it all started in the morning... the same morning I was excited to go to my second day of class, terrorists were in the city.I truly don't think you can have as strong of a connection to this event if you were in any other city besides New York or Boston because you didn't feel it.

In Boston, the city of a couple million turned into a ghost town, literally. Every store, every cafe, every college, every building was locked. No one was on the street. I remember staying in my apartment with my roommates just glaring at the news. I wanted so bad to fly home. I had just got to Boston, this wasn't a way to start it off. I was scared. And to this day, (knock on wood), that is the only time in my life that I have actually been scared, as in frightened for my life. The phone lines were dead, for days. So for the next two days I did nothing but stay in my apartment like everyone else....trying to take in, what just happened.

A couple days later, school was back in session but it was optional. And it stayed optional for the first two weeks. I decided I would go to take my mind of things. The city was slowly starting to move again, breath again. But it was paralyzed. There were bomb squads and police EVERYWHERE. You couldn't enter any public building. The subways were all closed. You couldn't get out of the city. I remember calling my parents crying, saying I was actually really scared and I wanted to come home. I didn't care if the plane ticket was $10,000 dollars, I was coming home. But I was screwed, airlines were down for weeks.

Well 7 years later, I survived, but many didn't. I stuck through my experience in Boston, but I will never forget it. What happened on 9/11, was a living nightmare for the world. I am one of those people who believe in the conspiracy theory of it. Are you?

"If you're going to lie, make sure it's a big enough lie, that no one will ever catch it."

That line came from our President. And that is why we do not need another Bush come this November.

September 11Th, will never be the same. It will never feel the same. But in my opinion, it is a true example of how life goes on and you cannot live in fear.

The best 100 calories a girl can ask for.

I picked up these little snack packs of reeses (haven't tried the hershey's ones but i'm sure they are just as good) in Tar-J the other day and i'm convinced they are the best well spent, well used 100 calories on the market. I get a sweet tooth DAILY, these packets save me. And plus I don't feel horrible for stealing candy daily from the candy jar over at HR.

BUY THEM!!
EAT THEM!!
LOVE THEM!!

My plan of maybe action.

I woke up today, with a realization. Much of my realization lately has been prompted from reading the great little book of knowledge entitled "The Secret," which is really keeping me on a positive - manifest what you want in life, track. And this morning, I woke up with a plan of action that I'm going to most likely make happen for myself, unless a) i get some amazing high paying job offer i just can't resist in LA or b) i find the love of my life in LA ...come next May. Both options, would be well worth staying in this city a little longer for. Mind you, I love LA at times...okay well love is a strong word; "dig" LA at times...many a times...but at other times severely hate it. So as I was reading "The Secret" last night before bed, I was greatly intrigued by the message of the night in the visualization chapter. And it went something like this...

"Think about what you want. Believe in it. Visualize it. As in really visualize every ounce of it and it's details. Then ponder that for awhile. Smile. And think about what you are grateful for now. Except your gratitude. And then slowly everything you want and believe and visualize will come to you."

I know some make think the whole book and it's concepts are complete bullshit - but I don't. So on that note, my realization this morning of thinking of what I want, has to do with my plan of action. That unless points a) or b) above happen before next May...I will then move to San Diego for a couple of months, get a job of whatever sort to save money for a couple months, and then move to San Francisco. Or possibly cut out San Diego option all together, and just go straight to San Francisco (and possibly UC Berk for grad, but that's just something else i've been secretly looking into...but the GMAT, CBEST AND CSET tests scare me)! Seriously, I would love to drop everything and go back to school but the thought of taking another standardized tests frightens me pretty much enough to ignore the idea of grad. I'm horrible at them.

All in all, I will make this happen. I'm due for a change unless a) or b) happen. And I probably sound like I am contradicting myself since I am suppose to manifest! and make a) and b) happen, but deep down that's not really what I want mainly because i'm sick of this city. My gut is slowly aching for a change. I'm not stressing, because I have faith that if I use the tools of this book, everything will fall into place for me one way or another. Moving to San Francisco and getting some amazing job opp up there and having everything else in my life fall into place just perfectly is what I want, what I see in the future for myself, and what is going to happen. And deep down, it's actually what i've been wanting since about my junior year of college.

I know i'm being quite blunt and honest with these bloggings, and I have no clue who may read them. But hey it's my life, i'm 26 and going to live it how I want. I'm just not one of those types to stay in one city my whole life. Life's too short not to go out and explore. La Jolla, California will always be there waiting for me when i'm 52 and ready to retire to my beach house.

p.s. yes, I realize much of my blog lately has been devoted to the theme of life and pondering it. It's a phase, I'll get over it. I like to call it the quarter - life crisis.

Places.

Places I want to travel to by the year 2018.
Ten years, sheesh - I hope it's do-able. Wait, it will be do-able. I'm going to make it happen.
In somewhat of an order, if of course I had my preference:
- Greece
- Costa Rica
- Brazil
- South Africa
- Tokyo/China
- Jamaica
- Argentina
- South of France
- the entire country of Spain (i've already been to Barcelona and fell in love with it)
- Portugal
- Turkey
- Germany
- Russia
- Italy
- Dubai
- Panama
- Figi
- Australia
...and anywhere else in the world. But these places, definitely in my lifetime. Hopefully within the next ten years. I felt the need to document, so that one day I can look back and be proud of myself for accomplishing this and most likely blogging or writing about my experiences.

On a side note, as I sit here watching Sex and the City because I don't feel like another night of drinking or spending the money I don't have on stupid shit, has anyone realized that Miranda and Steve named their son Brady...and Steve's last name is Brady? WTF? Did the writers screw up?

Whatever, it's a fabulous show as is.

It's getting darker outside.

It's getting darker outside,
do you here the Jazz playing?
It's getting darker outside,
do you feel the soul saying...
it's time for the world to collide your way;
and decide upon the rest come next May.
It's getting darker outside,
but what does that mean?
No more late days...
and foolish ways!
Nah,
The best is yet to come!

It's getting darker outside,
but the weather's still warm.
And now it's time for fuzzy boots
because that's just the norm.

Remember the walks through snow piled high?
Through blizzards and wind-chills that's when I said "bye."
It wasn't my style, just memories to the heart,
for a while.

It's getting darker outside,
but don't be scared.
The journey has just begun,
through the walks of fall,
through the cheers of winter,
through the bliss of spring,
and then once again...
through the dreams of summer.

It's time to take it on!
So "hey there world!"
Bring it on.

It's getting darker outside,
and I'm content.
Change is good.
Change means yes, you could.
And should.
Take a step into the cold.
And see...
what is about to unfold.

Pilates, beach cruisers, and more.

This past week was my week of trying new things. That was the theme of the week, I decided I needed one since prior too (not all), but a lot of my summer has been some-what slumpy (which so does not flow well with my optimistic nature!) thanks to lame ass men and other things. So in my week, I accomplished a lot. And I totally have been on this new kick of "manifesting" and using the "law of attraction," theories...you know like the book "The Secret" and what Dr. Phil and Oprah rave about? Well i've been reading up on it. I dig the concepts, and I believe it really does make for a more positive outlook on life and accomplishing getting what you want. Maybe not instantly, but over time. And the whole cool part about it is, that in the meantime, you don't get all down about things not going how you want because you keep this positive attitude of realizing things happen for a reason, and to focus on the good, and not the bad, and manifest for the things in life you want and spend your energy positively! I dig.

So on that note in my week in my week of trying new things, I tried Pilates...and now i'm hooked! I went to three classes in one week! I don't know what was holding me back from trying it before, but i'm seriously addicted now and it's rad because the class really is relaxing and gets you into that "pilates/yoga" zone while toning you up big time. Plus my teacher said I was good for a beginner - yay! I guess my dance classes and core usage from back in the day did pay off. And hey, we can all use a little tone. Watch out boys, i'm about to be in the best shape ever. I'm convinced I can have a Volleyball players toned ass look, I have the build and i'm not to far off as it is - so that's one of my personal goals. I'm getting close!

Let's see what else? On Tuesday I went to a moving screening of the indie film "Assignation of the High School President," starring Mischa Barton and Bruce Willis. I went on a blind date to this. I'm usually not a fan of blind dates, but I decided what the hell it wouldn't hurt to meet someone new, and i'm a personable enough gal where I have no problem socializing with someone new for a few hours. So we started the night off with some wine and then went to the screening. The movie was cute, but I thought it was way too long, and had a problem watching a film based solely off of high school...it kinda got repetitive. I was actually surprised Bruce Willis took on the film, he's had such great roles in big films, that this one brought down his value I thought.. The venue the screening was at was awesome though. I have been to screenings before but this one was more like premiere. It was at the Montablan Theater - the new Nike owned space in Hollywood. They really went all out with DJ's, decor, cocktails, movie popcorn and candy in huge piles all over the place... if only I were 12 I would have been in heaven with so much yummy stuff to choose from.

On Thursday, I went to the Young Wino's of LA, tasting and movie screening of the film "Bottle Shock." It was nice to do something different for a change and be around new people. Wow two screenings in one week? I got to taste 5 different kinds of wine, and enjoy a new movie. The movie was a good one - but it was way too long, they could have cut it down to an hour and 15 min versus 2.5 hours. If you're a lover of wine - see the movie. It's all about a winery in Napa, that becomes famous after much trial and tribulation...but the wine finally makes it to France and the prestigious tastings, won the entire tastings, and then becomes famous! Don't worry there's an invested love story, and lines of humor that go along with the film to keep you on your feet.

This past weekend was Labor Day, (I love long weekends!), and I went down to the beach with some friends and we rented beach cruisers and rode from Santa Monica to Malibu then back down to Venice and more. I hadn't rode a bike in awhile, it was a lot of fun, and considering we were bar-hopping while riding all along the beach, I was pretty impressed that I stayed on the bike the whole time! (as in didn't loose balance after too much beer). But I had a great time, and met some cool new people, and now am convinced I need to invest in my own beach cruiser. It's not only fun, but a workout too! I want a silver one, with a hot pink seat. I'm workin on that...but I definitely want to make bike riding a bigger part of my weekend affiliations. Man, I used to totally ride my bike everywhere in San Diego...and even Boston, I guess in LA it' so easy to get sucked to one part of town. I would be scared to ride my bike anywhere in Hollywood, considering how bad traffic is.

This week i'm starting a tap class. I know it sounds kind of corny haha, but I used to be quite the tapper! And I miss it, and came across my taps the other day (yes I at once owned 7 pairs at the same time) and signed up for a class. I'm taking the advanced class, so i'm REALLY hoping it will all come back to me. You never forget, it's just hard on the feet at first. But it should be fun.

So that's an update on my week of trying new things. (Ohh whoops I forgot to talk about my acting class but anyways), It goes along well with my whole new manifest way of thinking. It's funny - summer is coming to end, but every day in CA feels like summer for the most part. And even though this summer hasn't been one of the best, I woke up thinking that that at least it started out great with Memorial Day and ended great with Labor Day. Which makes me excited for the rest of the Holidays around the corner.

P.s. yes, i'm already starting to think about Halloween ideas. It's become my favorite holiday, and i've turned into one of those people who celebrate the entire week and not just one night. And I hear it's on a Friday this year? That's perfect. :)