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Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Last week I asked for blogging ideas to help me along with getting back into blogging regularly. The following entry was inspired by the suggestion of writing about my most embarrassing moments...
When I was 17, I met and began dating my first love (because I don't like to use names 'I'll call him Ashley). Before I met him, I had only had one other boyfriend. My high school sweetheart and I dated for the 3 years prior and because we were so young, we didn't really 'date' we just went from being friends to being a couple. So, dating was a new experience for me when Ashley and I got together. He was nearly 4 years older than me, he was charming and very good looking - because of this combination, in the beginning I was completely intimidated (not to mention smitten) and a nervous wreck every time I had to be alone with him. At the time, neither one of us had a car so when we went out I had to borrow my brother's car and pick him up. I was always so nervous and had only been driving a few months (bad combination).
On our second date, I was a nervous wreck and inadvertently turned down a one way street going the wrong way (a street I had driven on a hundred times before 'going the right direction) and was pulled over by a cop. I was mortified when he began with 'Have you been drinking' I said no and he asked a few more questions before going back to his car to run my licence and write me a ticket. While we waited, Ashley turned to me, smiled gently and asked if I was ok. I said yeas, but I really wanted to die. The officer came back to the car and walked up to Ashley's window instead of mine. He handed him the ticket he wrote me and asked 'Do you have a licence son? Ashley replied 'yes sir, I do' The officer then said, 'Then I suggest you drive from now on' 'Yes sir, Ashley answered and got out of the car to come around to my side to take over driving. It was awful! He took it quite well and was lovely about it. A few blocks away, he pulled over and let me drive again (although I don't know why).
Later that night, I dropped him off at a friend's apartment complex and while backing away 'I backed right into the designated garbage area and knocked down 4 or 5 metal garbage cans making the loudest crash! He stood there and smiled at me and waved before I sped away in utter embarrassment! I don't know why he went out with me again, but believe it or not 'we stayed together for 2 more years after that and when ever I dropped him off at that friends house, without fail 'I crashed into those damned garbage cans!



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Hung over

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Wayne and I aren't big drinkers. We can go months at a time without even a glass of wine with dinner, but every once in a while we go out to tie one on. It's usually to celebrate something (or in this case - to concede to me turning 35). Last night was one of those nights.
We always have a good time going out just the two of us. There's never a lack of conversation and when we're out at pubs or clubs - our favorite activity is people watching. It's always a good laugh.
We drank quite a bit last night - We shared a bottle of wine at dinner, at the first pub we went to we had a drink each, again at the 2nd pub and at the 3rd - we had two more. We were out till 1AM, up till about 3:30 and I've been awake and hung over since 7:30. I wish I was one of those people who slept through it, but I never do.
I have a hang over ritual I go through. It starts with a hot shower and a facial scrub. I always feel like my skin looks dull and tired from all the smoke in the air. My hair gets washed twice and conditioned, after my shower comes moisturiser from head to toe and ends with body spray. For breakfast - something healthy and it's never breakfast food. I have my home-made chicken soup I made for dinner the other night on the stove right now that I will have with a large glass of coke with lots of ice (coke with lots of ice is a must for me with a hangover).
My ritual ends with suffering in silence on the couch watching movies and TV until Wayne comes down - probably at around noon.
I'm halfway through my ritual and the coke is sounding really good right about now...



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The media debate...

Saturday, January 27, 2007

Since moving here, Wayne and I have had an on going debate on weather or not the media in this country is anti-American or not. I have always felt as if it is and Wayne says I am just sensitive and it's really not the case. I feel that the news always seems to have an anti-American spin to it when talking about anything relating to the US. Today, I found the following quote that I think confirms my opinion of not only the media, but the opinion of the British public on the American way of life ...

'America is often portrayed as an ignorant, unsophisticated sort of place, full of bible bashers and ruled to a dangerous extent by trashy television, superstition and religious bigotry, a place lacking in respect for evidence based knowledge. I know that is how it is portrayed because I have done my bit to paint that picture...' Taken from an article written by BBC's Washington correspondent Justin Webb, in a remarkably frank admission of his role in misinforming the British public about America and Americans (in all fairness - In that article Mr Webb praises Americans in a way that makes me want to shake his hand)

It's the sort of belief system that he speaks of in that quote, that has made it so difficult for me to be an American living abroad. I didn't have a fighting chance to find a way to make this place feel like home (case in point - read the response I got from Mr. Howitt the last time I wrote about this topic). I didn't have a fighting chance to fit in or feel accepted. To be honest, I'll be really glad to get back to a place where I fit in and I'm not judged because of what I am instead of who I am (although, a good part of who I am is that I am an American).
I really wish this experience could have been different. I had such high hopes for the experience of living abroad and experiencing the excitement of life in a different country. Maybe it's just a really bad time in history for an American to be living in a foreign country. Maybe another time with a different president - life here could have been different for me here, but in this time - Maybe our decision to move back to the US is for the best.



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Life Lesson #1

Friday, January 26, 2007

Yesterday, I asked for suggestions on blogging topics. One of my first suggestions was 'life lessons' I had a good think on it and here is the first life lesson I could remember having...
When I was in Jr high school, on my 13th birthday, I got beat up. The girl who beat me up was Tracy Yuhas. Why Tracy beat me up - The boy I had just broken up with (sounds silly to describe a relationship that took place at the age of 12 in such a way) told Tracy that I called her a whore (sounds quite mature for a bunch of 12 year-olds doesn't it?) to get back at me for breaking up with him. By the way, he lied - until that day, I really didn't know Tracy (to any real extent anyway).
The way it went down was quite the well planned event. Tracy had a friend of mine ask me to meet her after school and then bring me to a place off of school property, but close enough so that spectators could easily make their way. My 'friend' well aware of my fate, got me there and when I showed up - waiting for me was: the boy I broke up with (Joey Caravano - who to add insult to injury - turned out to be gay!), Tracy and a large group of my schoolmates that came to watch the fight (more like a beating). It seemed I was the only one who didn't know why I was there.
In my ignorance, I walked right up to them and I didn't have a chance. Tracy grabbed my hair (while saying something like - 'you play with fire and you get burned), pulled my head down and started the beating of a lifetime while my so called friend watched (along with half my class). I don't know how long it went on, before a boy named Khalli Jones on his way home from school, broke through the crowd, stopped the fight and carried me battered & bleeding to the bus stop. The end result of this very happy birthday - swollen face, a black eye, split lip and a bunch of bruised ribs.
What was my lesson that day? Friends aren't always loyal, people are capable of ugliness when rejected and heroes do exist in this world. My first hero was Khalli Jones - a 12 year old boy who was just walking home from school.



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Boring Blogging


I don't know if they're a hit in the US or not, but the lead singer of the band 'The Ordinary Boys' is a celebrity here in the UK. He did 'Celebrity Big Brother' on TV and now he's really well known. Anyway, his picture is all over magazines & the tabloids and every time I see his face, I feel like I know him (kind of like a different lead singer of a famous British boy band who looks very much like my first love - his photo is EVERYWHERE and every time I see him - I feel like I should wave because that's what you do when you know each other intimately).
I digress...the lead singer of the Ordinary Boys (his name is Preston) - for the longest time, I've felt like know him, but haven't been able to place where I know him from. Then, it hit me - he looks a lot like a Canadian I met years ago on a business trip (and during another trip, spent a drunken - yet highly enjoyable evening with). Mystery solved.
This morning, I saw a link to their web site so, I thought I'd take a closer look to see if he actually does look like my favorite Canadian. I spent the following 30 minutes reading The Diary section of the site. It wasn't like they talked about anything of substance, but it was interesting all the same and found myself reading on. It wasn't what he talked about, but how he expressed himself that made it interesting. I soon realized this blog of mine - it's really F*@king boring and I wish I had something to say that would actually make someone linger longer than expected.
Maybe it's the colder weather making me feel like sh*t (arthritis) but I've been feeling pretty uninspired lately, so if anyone has any good blogging topics - feel free to shoot me an email. Maybe once I start writing on a regular basis again - my entries may start getting a bit more interesting.



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Snow!

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

We had snow today on the south coast of England. This is my 3rd winter living here and it's never happened before. It was beautiful to wake up to (considering I didn't have a car to clean the snow off of).
On my way to the meet Dan at the gym, I wasn't enjoying the cold temperatures, icy walkways and wind in my face. That soon changed though when I passed several workman having snowball fights and loving every minute of it. It was a delight to watch grown men laughing and behaving like children in a winter wonderland they don't often get to experience. When Dan arrived for our appointment, his face was all pink from the cold as he walked up to me with bright eyes saying 'Isn't it great?!'
Coming from Jersey, I can't say I get terribly excited about the snow and wasn't sorry to see it was gone within a few hours, but I must admit that it was really nice seeing the people around me get such pleasure out of it.



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On turning 35

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

One week from today, I turn 35. I hate these milestone birthdays (although I was quite happy thinking 35 wasn't a milestone, but people keep referring to it as one so...). Next week, I'll be officially be closer to 40 than 30.
In my mind, I don't feel 35. I still feel 20-something. I must admit though that lately, I look in the mirror and I look 35. I'm over weight (just gained those dreaded 12 lbs back I struggled to lose) so I'm looking puffy, my skin looks somehow duller and I should also confess I recently started using anti-aging products and I've been pulling out random gray hairs for over a year now.
My body has started changing too. I never had weight issues before in my life, but now I have to work really hard to lose the smallest amount of weight. I've spent the last several years dieting, working out and never actually reaching my goal weight.
Teenagers refer to me as mam and I suddenly feel too old to be shopping in trendy stores, but too young to be shopping in stores geared towards woman my age.
I can't believe I'm old enough to say that I've been friends with my best friend for over 20 years and we weren't children when our friendship started or that I'm old enough to be sexually active for more than half my life! Although, I must admit that both have some of the better aspects of being older (I can't imagine life without either one).
The one thing that's the most difficult about turning 35 is that I still haven't had a child. How is it that I'm all of a sudden high risk and child bearing years are passing me by? I hear my clock ticking louder every day... I hate milestone birthdays.



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Lovely English Weather!

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

My walk to the gym was extremely unpleasant today. It's rained nearly every day since we've been back. It's not just rain - it's cold, huge drops of rain and heavy winds. I dreaded leaving the house since getting out of bed, and when the time came for my appointment with Dan (my friend & trainer), I had no choice but to face the elements...
I lost my third umbrella this season to the wind not 500 yards from my house and was forced to walk the rest of the way in the rain. I cursed to myself the entire way and dreamed of the day we can move back to the States - where I can drive myself where ever I need to go without having to face the weather except on my walks to and from the car!



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I keep meaning to blog regularly...

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

I keep meaning to blog regularly, but it just never happens. During our trip to the states, we were lucky to find it unseasonably warm. We hardly had to wear our coats at all. It was also sunny most days - It rained once in 3 weeks. It was really wonderful, but the down side is that since we've been back, my body has had to re-adjust to the colder much damper climate (it's rained every day but 2 days since we've been back) and I've been suffering with my arthritis the last couple of weeks something fierce. The good news is that the winter will seem shorter because of the trip.
As soon as I'm feeling a bit better I'll write more often...



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Back from our trip...

Monday, January 8, 2007

We got back on Friday and on Saturday morning, I had to do a wedding for my beauty business. Jet lag is still affecting me, but I'm feeling better than I did yesterday, so I guess I can't complain.
Coming back is always difficult. Our trips to the US are far from relaxing. We spend the entire trip driving from house to house visiting friends and family all over NJ and NY. We

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