Happy Halloween!

Costumes and candy, how awesome of a holiday! The kiddies really lucked out this year with the warm weather. It's so hard picking out just one costume for Cinnamon, then again, it's always hard to choose one of anything when it comes to his things. So what is he this year? A ladybug! Or in his case, a gentlemanbug! The little antennae are so cute! It's so funny, when he does his body shake, the wings actually look like they're flapping for lift-off!







My toys finally came in this past weekend! The doodie man and my cardboard boy! I now have more to add to the crew. There's the cute tokibunny that Emmy got me!

Dance inside

I'm so relieved that it didn't downpour yesterday or it would have sucked being in the city. We got to Hammerstein just around 5 when the doors would open. Holy crap, the line that had already formed was ridiculous! Just seeing the hoards of people made me realize that I truly am too old for this sh*t! I still can't believe that I used to wait outside so many hours before the doors would open just to get in front of the stage. The seats were great and we could see the stage clearly. The first opening band was Gym Class Heroes, I only knew one song from them and of course they didn't play it. The beats they had were tight but I thought the singing/lyrics were a bit weak. The 2nd act was The Format, or as I like to call them Assmat/Floormat. Why? Because they sucked! Everything sounded the same, boring and not much charisma to it. I'm going to give them the benefit of the doubt that maybe they just suck live and that their CD is decent. But still, the fact that two certain boys managed to fall asleep to them, that just explains it all. I was so surprised and happy when I discovered that they added a bonus opening act to the show, The Starting Line! Most of the teeny boppers there had no clue who they were but it's all good. Ken got older and is now rocking his natural hair color, I definitely liked the bleached blonde! Their performance got cut short because of the time restraint but they sang some of the older songs that were my favorites. All American Rejects rocked! They always put on a good show and Tyson is just that good. I still remember when I saw their show when they were still unknown at Birch Hill, they were great back then already! Some chick threw her bra on stage and Tyson used his guitar to pick it up and let it dangle and fling around as he rocked out, it was so funny. I definitely got my money's worth since they played songs that they don't usually do at their shows, as well as playing a few of my faves off of their first album.

Astiga-wha?



I finally went in for an eye exam this morning. I've been putting it off for years since my issues really weren't that bad. I mean, the only problems were that I had issues reading lit signs, white fonts on signs, and that I couldn't read road signs until I got really close. Other than that, I was functioning quite well.

First of all, the pre-screening tests, holy crap! I went into a room with this round table with like freaking 5 million machines all around it. It reminded me of an eye torture chamber. My eyes probably got worse from them putting me through all those tests. Remember how I said I don't deal well with the bright lights and whiteness? Well, one test had me staring into this bright white screen. I would have to click the button whenever I saw these rods shaking. Oh yeah, they also blocked off one eye while you did this. I was like way to set me up to fail! I would have to say the worst was the evil "eye puff" test. When I was out in the waiting room, this little Asian boy (probably 7-8 years old) was whining about how he didn't want one. I was thinking to myself how bad could it be? Uhm yeah, now I know why he didn't want it, cause it sucked! I hate things going into my eye and now here's this machine that shoots this hard force of air into your eye! The worse is that you don't know when it's coming. I actually jumped out of the seat the first time so they had to do it again. Who invents these things? Speaking of that little boy, the doctor thought he was my son! Dude, do I look like someone that would have like a 8 year old? Why do people have to assume all Asians are related somehow?

After all that pre-screening fun, I went in to see the eye doctor and had some more tests. I was looking through this crazy machine and he kept flipping all these lenses and asking me which sets looked clearer. There were quite a number of sets where they all seemed to the same to me so I just randomly picked one of them. I know that's bad but I told him they looked the same and he said to pick the one that was a bit better. Then he asked me why I decided to come in and I told him my silly reasoning.

So what's the verdict? Well, my eyes are good in the general health sense, woo hoo! I am near-sighted but it's really not bad at all. Oh and my whole lit signs issue, that's because I have an astigmatism. I'm so relieved to hear that I wasn't just having issues where my brain refused to let me read white font or something! Also, my left eye is worse than my right eye. The doctor was telling me that if I took a driver's license test right now, my left eye would probably fail. Bad left eye, such a loser! I should use the glasses for looking at distant things (signs, blackboards, etc) and the lit menus at places. He told me I could try using them in theaters since it could make it even clearer.

I never thought picking out frames would be so hard. I really really wanted someone to go with me to tell me which ones looked good but I totally got the brush off. My uncle works there so he was helping me but since he makes glasses, his advice couldn't be whether it was pretty or not! I mean, in all honesty, that's really the help I wanted. I was stuck between 2 pairs, I really like the new thick plastic nerdy ones but I know those are a trend right now. The sales lady said the thick framed ones were too busy on my face and since my prescription was low, she said there wasn't any sense in getting ones that obvious. My uncle told me the best glasses to pick out were the ones with a mixture of plastic and metal, and since I lack that bridge on my nose, I should go with ones with the squishy pads. Basically, everyone said no to the thick nerdy ones. Dude, but they were D&G! I love how my uncle pointed out that it would match my bags! So I went with the first pair I grabbed, they're a mixture of plastic and metal and I get my thick fix in a way with the sides. I love the color, they're this amber/brownish color and the inside is like this burnt orange. The guy who put the finally touches even gave me an orange case! He brought it out and I guess I gave him this shocked face since I'm used to seeing cases in black and blue. He was like, "Ohh, I can give you black or something." I told him I wanted the orange, there's no way you'd miss it and plus since my bags are huge, I'd be able to find them in a second. He laughed at me and gave me the "typical girl" face, hah! I think he thought I was obsessed with orange since my jacket was a shade of orange and so were the glasses in a way.

I think I look smarter with them on. It's so funny how people used to pick on kiddies with glasses, especially the nerdy glasses. But now, the nerdy plastics are the hottest thing and you actually look S-M-R-T in them! Things are so much brighter and clearer! Since I'm a first-timer, things are kind of bubbly around me so it's going to take some getting used to. I tested them out by a light. Without glasses, this sign looked blurry and I figured it was a picture advertisement. I pop the babies on and holy crap, I see words! I also gave them the menu test. I went to Chick-fil-A with Bach before and I was able to read the menu! The lady at the counter laughed at me when she heard what I was saying. I still need to give them the night test with reading road signs. Maybe now I'll be able to read the signs before Kevin can! I'm going to see how good they are at the concert and games later on too.

Hot hot hot

Now I know why I've been feeling quite toasty these past few days, especially Saturday where I felt like I was burning up! Apparently I had a slight fever, no biggies though. I popped in some meds and I would imagine after some sleep tonight, I'll be good as new. This type of weather always sucks for me. I get hot really easily so I never want to layer up like crazy when it isn't freezing just yet. So I am usually left with two choices, either wear less with a jacket and freeze outside, or wear more and burn up in any rooms where there's mad heat on. I of course always choose the choice where I won't have to sweat like crazy. It's so crazy, I swear, it's like I'm menopausal and having heat flashes or something!

I gave Cinnamon his bath today. He's learned the signs of bath time. Now whenever he sees me reach for his grooming supplies or the hair dryer, he immediately runs away and hides. To tell you the truth, he sucks at hiding. It's either a usual spot or he leaves his butt visible. He's been strangely aggressive all day today. He tore one of my fave pj pants (they have walruses on them) right across the knee area. Not to mention for the past 30 minutes, he's been running around with all these toys back and forth. Oh yeah, and he totally keeps running at full speed to head butt my leg. I think he's acting up to show his disapproval for the company I was around yesterday. That would be the cats. He was sniffing me like crazy. It's like he's telling me, "Oh there's a price to pay for cheating on me!" Yeah, I know I might sound nuts but he's normally not like this.

How we roll


Oh yeah, that's how my crew is for now. Green "me" is at home now because his tape wussed out and sent him flying all over the dashboard.

Weekend chillin'



Cinnamon chillin' in his hoodie, so gangsta!

My weekend was quite eventful and productive. On Friday, I went to visit Kevin after his mouth surgery and brought him some apple sauce to eat for now and some hot fries for when he recovers. I also was able to finally scan in all my needed papers and documents. Yes, hard to believe, I still do not own a scanner. I always talk myself out of needing one and then I'm always screwed around those times when I really need one. In all honesty, I don't think I have the desk room for it. Sure, if I cleared off a lot of stuff but then where would be I put my cluttered mess?

On Saturday, I first went with Jasmine and them for their reshoot. Of course, I showed up at the wrong house, such a typical move for me. It was fun but cold! I don't know how the 2 brides did it but they've got some crazy skin. It's funny, if Paul hadn't been there, the brides would have looked like life partners! It was cool being able to see all the places that I didn't get a chance to on the day of their wedding. The coolest rooms were the bathrooms, so amazing! Especially the men's bathrooms! We found an auditorium with a piano and Jasmine got on it (all like Michelle Pfeiffer from The Fabulous Baker Boys). Tammy and I went into the fountain, no worries, there wasn't any water. I thought it'd be funny if we were like mermaid statues in the fountain except I really don't know how mermaids pose!

Afterwards, I met up with my girls and we went out to dinner. We had tried going to this Turkish restaurant except the wait was ridiculous and I wasn't loving the pricing of the dishes. Instead we went for some Middle-Eastern food and I got my homus fix. Afterwards, Jess and I introduced Beth and Lydia to the world of Emack and Bolio ice cream. I always like getting more than one flavor in the cup except to the rest of the girls, they always think it's weird and gross that I do that. Especially since I always pick two flavors that are very different tasting. Is it really that weird? I mean, they're on top of each other but it's not really like the flavors are merging together. We just chilled, played games, and acted like our silly crazy selves. There was this one question that asked us to list one thing that always makes you laugh. I, of course put myself because I really do entertain myself (not in a sick way, you pervs). Lydia wrote my name down and Beth said whenever people hurt themselves. I actually knew she was going to say that but I also understood she meant like people falling down. The other girls thought she was messed up for writing that so we both clarified what she really meant. It was so funny because at the same time we explained that it doesn't mean actual intended harm like killing yourself. As she motioned a gun to the head, I motioned a slice of the wrist. It really does suck that we don't get to all hang out but I guess that just means we're adults.





Cinny in a very fitting outfit! Too bad I don't like the NJ Devils or he could be a mascot for them. (Booo that the Flyers lost to the Devils, but yay that the Rangers won over the Devils!)

Ice ice baby

Yesterday was supposed to be my city day. I had planned to leave earlier and look at some shops before visiting Kevin's office. Well, the early part didn't go as planned. I got to the Hamilton station 45 minutes before the train I wanted and I couldn't find ONE parking space. I went in all the lots and circled around tons of times. Not one spot! Obviously I missed my intended train and I figured I'd wait right outside the doors and stalk someone for their spot. Not one person got off the train! In the end, I got someone to drop me off at Princeton Junction so my whole schedule was thrown off.

Once I got into Penn Station, I was able to find my subway and find Kevin's office. When I walked in, the secretaries all knew me from the pictures (I'm assuming). I got to meet his boss and go into his office. Sooo cool, he has one of those windows where he can see the floor but they can't see him. I'd have so much fun with that. I've given Kevin two tasks to do in my place. I got to see Kevin's office too, very nice. It was awesome being able to finally put faces and places to what he tells me. I was able to see where Kevin moved around on the floor and how he now has the only other office. I want to decorate his office though - I'm such a girl! I did leave him little post-it notes all over the place though!

We walked around a bit because we still had some time to kill before going into MSG. Around 6:30ish, we went in for my "present" to Kevin, the Rangers vs. Penguins game! My first hockey game ever! I got us really nice seats, center ice and pretty close. Granted I paid more than double the value of the tickets but that's the only way I could have gotten them. Sports are always so much more exciting live! I love it! If I watched golf live too, I'd probably get excited. Nah, never mind, nothing could ever make golf exciting, even if they played it in the nude or on fiery grass mounds!

It was an intense match! I'm pissed off that the Penguins won by one within the end of the last period though. It was 6-5 (booooo to Pittsburgh). There were so many bad calls made by the refs, not to mention penalties that went uncalled. We were surrounded by Penguins fans though...a couple on my left, a couple in front of us, and two guys who did not shut their mouths the entire game. The "enemies" were definitely pissing me off so I decided to annoy them with my comments. I think my best line was still, "That's right, how's the ice taste bitch?!?" I KNOW the Penguin man in front did not enjoy that at all. I had a lot of fun booohing and cheering! Not to mention got to see my sexy man in action. There was one fan that sat behind us that was cracking me up. He was screaming all these comments that I would've too, if I wasn't a girl!


(Excuse the crappiness of the photos - my camera blows and it does not capture the actual magic of the night)

Foot attack

These past few days there have been some pain inflictions geared towards my feet. Initially, there were the toe stubbings and accidentally kicking the leg of a chair. It moved onto dropping heavy objects onto my feet. Yesterday, my uncle (who btw, was wearing his Timberlands) stomped right onto my exposed flip flop foot! Then today, as I was leaving the house, I managed to shut the door on my foot. It's not as stupid as it sounds. I didn't actually have my foot in the corner and closed the door on it that way. There's this space between the floor and the door and my foot sort of got wedged between that space. Seriously, why doesn't everything just take my feet to town?

To add to the foot attacks, Cinnamon still continues to love to shred my pj pants. I really should take a video of it one day but I'm usually too amused by him to remember. When he was younger, he'd bite onto my pj pants as I dragged him all over the place. Now he just goes nuts with it. His favorite thing to do is to bite onto a piece and keep flipping his body around or shove his head entirely up the pant leg.


I was looking through some old pics and found the pant loving ones. Just the 2nd day at home, the pants were already of great interest to him! He's soo cute! It's crazy how dark colored he was in the beginning, I really don't remember him being that dark at all!



Here are a few action shots of him fighting the pants. The top two is what I mean by he keeps flipping around. Notice how he likes to use my other leg to prop himself up. Sometimes, I swear his ass is higher off the ground than the rest of his body.

Nerd alert

Alright, it's official, I am a science nerd. Who else would be explaining to their boyfriend what the differences are between a turtle and a tortoise at 1am in the morning?

4th time is the charm

Man, are my thighs and shins sore from rock scrambling! But it's all good, it was a blast as always. Surprisingly, neither Emmy nor I fell! Whew. The first year, M was inches away from the cliff. The second year, I did one of those "slow" slides completely on my back on the wet and dirty crevice floor. Last year, I fell on the way there and M fell on the way back. Granted that I didn't fall this year but I did get my foot stuck and landed on all fours. It was actually a pretty funny sight and I let the rock have my sneaker. The only things that sucked was that this was the first time the weather has been so iffy and that it actually did drizzle, and that my "reliable" camera/memory card failed out on me and lost all my pics! (Though I'm still going to blame Jeff's mooning for the demise of my pictures)