i had my facial cherry popped...

Yes, I finally gave in to temptation and had a facial. It was UH-mazing! Seriously... I cannot believe I was missing out on this most wonderful, glorious adventure in life. O-K, I get it, melodramatic. That should be my middle name. Blogglehead Melodramatic Yeager. There's quite a fine ring to it if I do say so myself.
Anyhoo, so I feel like I've been going through a bit of a midlife crisis. Which is ridiculous, I know. I mean for crying out loud, I'm 28 years old. I'm still a good 7 years away from cougarville! It's probably just winter but it's left my skin feeling dry and icky. And in all my 28 years of infinite wisdom, I've been blessed with quite good skin and never really had a lot of breakouts. Not so recently. I've had a little pal named Gary (yes, I watch Family Guy) hanging out with me for the past week. And I was sick and tired of having Gary tool around with me all day every day. I said, "Gary, I've had enough... I'm going for a facial and getting you off my face!!"
So I wake up and go for my typical Sunday morning run. PS - can I sidenote and tell you how flipping much I love living in California?!?! I do. It's a week away from Christmas and I went running in a pair of shorts and long sleeve shirt and was still toasty. I don't know how I've never found this place called Heaven before now! Back to business, so I get home from my run and call to make a facial appt and the lady says she can get me in right then. So I stroll on over to this place I found which is only a few blocks from my house and has reasonably priced facials.
I just can't stop raving about it. She put masks on me, massaged my face, scrubbed, extracted (DID NOT like this part however!), more masks, lotion, etc. Pure bliss. Give me more, more, more. (I know, I'm a sick perv if you are catching onto my analogy here, whatev... you liked it! :-))
Toodles magoo!

The only good thing about Sunday is...

bloody mary's, sushi sunday, and running. But maybe not in that exact order!

No matter how hungover I am or how much I dread going for a run on a Sunday, I am always extremely pleased when I do. It's amazing how a little adrenaline boost can completely alter your outlook on the day. I really enjoy going for a little jog along the embarcadero. I am lucky that we live so close to such an amazing running path. I know its really cliche and lame to say but running seriously is my drug of choice. And I highly do not recommend hanging around me for too long if its been more than a few days since my last fix. 'Cause honey that just ain't pretty!!

Sushi Sunday is a new ritual that KSong and I have started up in the Yeager/Song household. We've found this really good sushi place that delivers. Yum! So we've been doing this the past few weekends and I think the raw fish is doing wonders for my skin. Double bonus! :-) Right now we are currently waiting for our sushi sunday to arrive. Hurry up, buster I'm starving!! And this is how I enjoy ending the best part of Sunday.

Hold up though, because I've side-stepped and forgot to mention my favorite, favorite, favorite part of Sunday... the bloody mary part! Yippee, yi yi yeah! The devourment of a bloody mary usually occurs post-run on Sundays. I don't really have a super fave place that serves these scrumptious libations; however, we did find a pretty snazzy concoction of a bloody mary today at 21st Amendment. Seriously, this thing came with like a giant pickle. I will not tell you what it looked like, let's just say Kevin has reaffirmed that I am a total perv! :-) Anyhoo we will continue to try as many different places as possible until we find that perfect 10 of a bevvy!

Oooh, gotta go sushi has arrived. Happy Sunday!!

All I Want for Christmas is...

Dear Santa,

If you would like some ideas on what to get me this Christmas, please read my wish list below. I promise I've been a very good girl this year!!

Foot massager from Brookstone:
http://www.brookstone.com/osim-usqueez-calf-foot-massagers.html?bkiid=massagemn_flash551267ps3
I found this foot massager when my parents were in town and we were out doing some shopping. I told the woman I had a foot rubbing fetish (what I meant to say is I am obsessed with having my feet massaged.) Saying you have a foot fetish in front of your parents = that's not embarrassing in the slightest! :-) They also a version that is about $150 dollars cheaper than this one. Santa, I would take that one as well!!

Amazon Kindle or Sony e-Reader:
http://www.amazon.com/Kindle-Wireless-Reading-Display-Generation/dp/B0015T963C/ref=dp_ob_title_def
or
http://www.sonystyle.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/CategoryDisplay?catalogId=10551&storeId=10151&langId=-1&categoryId=8198552921644523779
Because you can never have too many technological devices and ever since I became a Cali girl, I try to do my part in making the world a bit more of a greener place! Other friends, please note I have not turned vegan. Yet... (Total jk by the way, I don't discriminate against foods.)

Louis Vuitton:
http://www.louisvuitton.com/us/flash/index.jsp?direct1=home_entry_us
What? Is it really that bad if I ask Kevin's boss to make him work on Xmas this year?!?! :-) For those of you who don't know this story and would like to... please just ask!

I am also a practical woman and there are many other gifts that I would love love love, just as much! Thank you Santa!! I will leave the milk and cookies out for you!

Battle of the Best Pick-Up Lines

Hey hey hey, I'm baaaack!! :-) So since I haven't been making/taking the time to blog too much lately, I've realized that life has been quite depressing without my old blogaroo! I am really going to work on getting my act together and beginning to tell you all my secrets again. After all, its like having a virtual best friend... WITH the entire world!

So today I had to drop Don & Faye off at the airport to head back towards good ole Indiana. (Huge shout out to D&F - thank you SO much for coming to visit and I am sorry your travels are going to take you about 9 hrs to get home. Dear Delta - you suck!) Anyhoo so I drop them off at the airport and am walking home in horrendous rainy weather when oh but the pretty Mr. Sun decided to come out. There's a dodgy looking man (not old, not too young) and I decide to arch my umbrella so that I can avoid making eye contact. He is basically bending over to peek under my brella and he's like 'Excuse me miss, can I be like Tiger Woods and get with a caucasian woman today?' I could not help but bust out laughing. I have to admit that was a good one. It kind of turned my frown upside down. This comment also prompted me to think of swell comeback lines I could have said. (I wasn't very original by laughing and saying negative ghostrider aka: Andrea simply says 'no'!) But I was thinking afterwards, I wonder what the guy would have said if I would have told him 'but I'm a man' (said in a real manly voice!) And then I thought you are weird, Andrea and that I have been in San Francisco for too long when I am thinking of coming back with comments like that. I dunno, I had a lot more fresh comments in my head directly after it happened but then I came home and napped and forgot all of the witty things I wanted to write to you in my blog. Woops, sorry!!

I am going to force myself to go get on the treadmill now I think. Ate a little too much grub over the past couple of days with the parental units in town. Chances are I might end up skipping. :-) Tommorrow is a new day and I will start my holiday workout diet then. Or probably not at all, diets are for wussy's! Tis' the season.... now where is that peppermint chocolate martini?!!?! :-)

That's what she said...

Hola! Dear friends, I do apologise that I have not written in quite some time. In all, all, ALLL honesty I truly have been a busy little butterfly. And you know, we all have more important things to do around the holidays other than blog and blog some more. Like shopping. I bought myself an early Christmas present on Black Friday. Do you want to know what it was??? A Longchamp bag. That I call my new gym bag. Yes, $150 for a gym bag. I like to think of myself as a practical woman. Wouldn't you agree?!?! :-)) Anyhoo other than shopping my life away, I've been logging in a lot of hours at work. (At least I am working hard for my earnings!) I've been working at one of our sister properties for the past week. It was a lot of fun. I was on the PM shift so that wasn't too much fun but the upside to it was that I got to hit all the good classes at the gym during the day. Score... cowabunga! Today I went for my first dim sum experience. It was quite yummy if I do say so myself. I'm not necessarily a huge fan of Chinese food (please refer back to my fpbs incident if you need more details!) however I am still full about 8 hours after my dim sum experience so that makes a happy noodlehead. (Noods is my nickname from college; I actually gave it to myself. Go figure!) Now it's 'Sushi Sunday' evening and I'm enjoying a nice glass of cab while anxiously awaiting the finale of Desperate Housewives this evening. Although, from the previews of it I have to say I am afraid that it may prove to be a bit disappointing. Why do I say this, well because all roads lead to believe that there is going to be a plane crash in the finale. And A)I desperately (no pun intended) hate the thought of airplane crashes and B)I just think it's going to turn out to be a bit Lost'ish. (Note: I think Lost is a completely ridiculous television show.) I used to enjoy it but then it just became so, oh I don't know the word I'm looking for is, say far-fetched. Lame wording, I know. It must be that damn cab talking!! So I just thought I would send a nice little shout out to my virtual world followers as I've unintentionally been avoiding you for over a week or two now but please know that I still hold you all dear in my heart. Big hugs and kisses. The sushi has arrived! Yum!

Spena... the volvo...

I haven't written in a while. I do apologize. Is it possible to say that a lot and not a lot has happened in the week since I've last blogged?!?! Because that's how it pretty much feels! I mean, I guess it was Thanksgiving week so granted it was meant to be a slow one. But I do feel like I missed out on some hilarious blog-worthy moments in the meantime! :-)
There is one big thing that I feel should note right now. We got a Wii!! Yes, it is simply amazing! Ok, ok errrrrr-rrrrrrrrr (tires screeching noise) so yesterday, Kevin and I are like alright, alright let's do this. We're going to get a dog and we're just going to go to the shelter and see if there are any little boo's we connect with right away, etc. So we take the zipcar out (Spena, the volvo... again!) and after I almost vomit (yes, Kev was driving again... this always happens when I have to ride with him behind the wheel!! :-)) we get to the pet shelter. It was SO sad. Those of you that know me, know that I am not the whole animals rights/yay yay to animals type of person. No, I wish that I were genetically this sweet and maternalistic but truth be told, I am not. SO knowing that I am not a sweet sappy little girl, I was seriously almost in tears after seeing these little doggies all locked up and alone in the shelter. There was this german shepherd that I SWEAR winked at me. Kevin said I was crazy (negotiable comment) but I am not even joking this dog looked at me and winked! It was so sad though bc I wanted to take all of them home and care for them. However, sadly enough there were no dogs that currently fit Kevin and I's lifestyle needs. (We have a small apartment and we are gone for about 8 hours out of the day so it would just not be nice to bring a big dog or a dog that needs a lot of attention into our little world!)
We decided to head over and check out Best Buy which is directly across the street from the shelter. Shopping (FOR anything) always seems to help me forget about any sadness or problems in general. :-) So I buy Kevo a Wii and he buys me a new camera. We call them early X-mas presents for each other. (We like to live in the moment! :-)) Anyhoo, after getting home, we indulged in about 10+ hours of Wii play. It was great. I am seeking game suggestions so if you have any, please pass them on our way. Currently we only have the game that came with the console and a bonus Sports game that we got with the bundle package. And frankly, I'm not exactly smitten with either of them! What's a girl to do, though, right?!?! Right-O now, off to do some bowling... and I must say I'm a much better bowler in the virtual world!

Weekends Rule... Mondays Drool!

Oh my, how fast the weekend seems to fly by! I typically wake up very grumpy on Monday mornings but seeing as this week is a short week with the Thanksgiving holiday, it's SORTA like tommorrow is Wed and we all know that Wed is my favorite day of the week so I have a feeling I am not going to be Miss McGrumplegus tomm. Yay, cause I actually hate being in a grumpy mood! :-)
My Saturday turned out to be pretty much worthless considering I was so hungover. I had fully intended on heading to this bar out in the Marina to watch the IU/Purdue game with my friend Courtney. However, neither of us was feeling up to full form so we decided to flake. I took this opportunity to catch up on some ridic tv shows and snooze on the couch for the remainder of the afternoon. Kevin had gone to some networking/panel shindig so we decided to have a little dinner date when he got home. I love doing date nights every once in a while. Especially since it seems like we hardly ever get to see each other between our work schedules and whatnot. We tried this cute lil Italian joint not to far from our place. It was yummy! And we actually had quite a bit to chat about since we hadn't been around each other much lately. (What?! You know how sometimes when your together all the time, you run out of things to talk about! :-)) Anyhoo, we decided to come home after dinner and I zonked out on the couch. A wild couple, yes, that we are!
Anyhoo we had plans this morning to meet Kevin's old professor and mentor from college who was in town for some business. It's funny, we've met up with him in every city we've lived in. Kevin was in the NSMH Society in college which I think stands for national society of minorities in hospitality and he's somehow managed to remain in close contact with him for quite a few years now. He brought his 6 year old son with him who is this absolutely adorable little boy and he is sooo smart. Seriously, the kid can do multiplication and he's in the 1st grade. THE. FIRST. GRADE! I'm impressed. We met up with the two of them and this other girl that was in the same society as Kevin and we went to this delicious (actually delicious is an understatement!!) place for brunch. It's called Mama's and I had heard many good things about it before. Oh. my. gosh. The food was unbelievable. I had this apple yogurt and cinnamon french toast. So darn good. It was well worth the 2 hour wait. (I know. Insane!)
I really wanted to purchase a bike this weekend so KS and I decided to zipcar it out to Wal-Mart in Oakland. Ok, have you ever heard that Oakland is really ghetto??? Well. It is! Hella ghetto. I am so thankful that Louis and I came out alive. It was quite an effing process too getting this bike home by the way. We purchase one of the bikes already put together but we couldn't seem to get it into 'Spena' so I had to return it and get one in a box. Awesome. Now I need to figure out how to put together a bike! Aye aye aye! PS, In case you were wondering Spena is a volvo. I still like Carlye the best. She's a toyota corolla but you have to walk quite a few blocks to pick up Carlye and Spena lives in the garage in our building so convenience was the deciding factor. Sorry Carlye! I also enjoyed my first In'n'Out experience out in Oakland. It was good. We got a strawberry milkshake to share for our ride back into the city and listen to this... the amount of calories in a small little milkshake is like more than the cheeseburger/ff combined. So after seeing that, I decided to take only two sips of said milkshake. Sorry inner fat kid but your ass will thank you in the morning.
Ahh, a good relaxing weekend full of drinks, food and fun. Cheers for now and see you again in only 3 days, YAY! :-)

'cuz I should been a bar ten derrrr

In my head, I am trying to sing this to the tune of Kid Rock's "Shoulda been a cowboy baby..." I don't know if it looks the same as the way it sounds when I'm trying to spell it out. Hahaha, sometimes I have entirely too much time on my hands!!!

So I'm just hanging out on a lazy Saturday morning. Woke up uber hungover. Again. Yeah I don't know what it is with me and why I can't handle my booze ever since I moved back to the United States. Ok in all fairness, a good amount of booze was put away last night! And I was probably the culprit of it. I was busy tending bar! Holla! So as there was another strike on another of our hotels this week, I was busy busting my ass doing manual labor. Now I don't mind doing manual labor but I'm sorry I busted my arse getting 2 degrees so that I DON'T have to do it. We all have a choice so seriously quit biatching, get back in here and do your job! (Now, why don't I tell you how I really feel! :-)) Anyhoo, its actually a lot of fun when we get to go taskforce at other properties. My friend Carla from my property got to be a barista in the lobby for 3 days, I was so jealous!! I, on the other hand, was a restaurant server. Granted it could have been worse. And ok, maybe I'm being a teensy bit drama-queen by saying it was total manual labor. (Maybe...) Oh but I did manage to break a whole crate full of glasses. Woops. Sorry! And you get to meet tons of other people from all of our hotels throughout the city so it's a good networking experience too. Oh and did I mention we usually get multiple parties and celebrations afterwards! :-) I guess that doesn't hurt too much either! Yesterday all of the early crew working around the hotel finished around 2.45 and we convinced them to open up the hospitality suite a little early (there was a thank-you celebration scheduled for 6.) So I come up with the great idea of whipping up some bloody mary's. (Shocking, I know...) They were amazing. We were taking it easy and not really drinking too much, just hanging out and waiting for everyone else to get up there. It was fun though, they hooked us up with all kinds of alcohol. It's fun working in F&B!! So I somehow became the infamous bloody mary girl and all kinds of people are like ooh I hear you make a mean bloody mary. I was pretty happy with myself at this point. After all the bigwigs leave, it's pretty much all the cool managers hanging out and I was whipping up drinks alllll night long. And I was making them pretty frickin strong too! My specialty was called an 'Hola Delight'! It consisted of rum, sierra mist, cranberry juice and a splash of grapefruit juice. Actually that was HD #2... The REAL 'Hola Delight' consisted of vodka, cointreau, orange juice and a splash of grapefruit and cran juice. (My mixers were slightly limited!!) I tried to spice it up once and made it with a dash of spicy bloody mary seasoning. However it completely ruined it and I highly do not recommend this! :-) But I do recommend trying my other 2 concoctions. They're very refreshing!

OH MY GOSH. I am watching this show on tv and its called "I Didn't Even Know I Was Pregnant" and this woman literally had a baby on the floor of her house. Seriously. How do you not know???? I just don't get it. I mean really?!?!? Weird.

Anyways I think I am off to attempt to be somewhat productive on my Saturday. I am a little bit bored though. Kevin is working and he is ignoring my texts/phone calls. Lame. Ohhh we found a dog that we are trying to adopt too... I am in love with him. His name is Benji but I am going to just call him 'B'. He's a shih tzu/terrier mix and is adorable! Hopefully we will get approved as parents for B and he can be my new little buddy when Kevo is not around! :-) I hope I do not jinx myself but I have to show you a picture of my potential new child...

Saturday, Schmaturday!

I am in serious need of a detox. Oy. Since it's been such a hectic week I've hardly had time to go to the gym. And you know how hard it is to get back into the swing of things after taking a week off!! I've also been eating horribly this week. And drinking. Like a fish. Last night I accidentally got a little too tipsy. Woooops! Anyhoo, what can ya do I guess. Ones gotta enojoy life, right?! :-)
I don't really have anything too interesting to blog about really. Today I opened a savings account (and that is ONE giant step for mankind my friends!) I always spend all my $$$. I like to buy frivolous things and moolah always seems to burn holes in my pocket. So I guess I am finally turning into a semi-responsible adult. And it's about damn time too! I'm 28 years old. I gotta get my act together. (hahaha... I accidentally wrote cat there instead of act) It's awesome too, my banker is this really funny gay guy and so he was like oh you can add nicknames to your accts too so I'm like ok, sweet! So we're coming up with all these corny names for my accts. I bet you can't guess what I named it either. ;-) I also bought my parents X-mas present today. It's a set of plane tickets to come visit me... Welcome to San Fran, Don & Faye!! I am so excited that they have agreed to come for a visit. (This is also one big giant step for mankind!) So it's been a big stepping day apparently. Now I've convinced Kevin to go shopping with me. I have to bribe him with food though and tell him we can stop for lunch somewhere. Honestly though I think I probably do better shopping alone. I like to putz around and take my time. I'm looking for a new cute pair of flats. Oh and I found this AWE-some eye cream at Sephora last weekend so I am going to go back and get that I think. Seriously it's called per-fekt and it is amazing. Whenever I am tired, you can read it all over my face. But this stuff is like a miracle cream. Sold!
So that's my Saturday in a nutshell. It's only 2pm too so the day's still young. Who knows what else will day will hold for me?! :-)
Toodles Magoo!

My life is like a made for tv drama...

The past few days have been a whirlwind. I don't even know where to begin. For the past few days, I have been working 10.5 hour days as a banquet server. In a hotel. You know, like the people who you see working like a horse refreshing your beverages/food for you when you have a meeting in a hotel... yes that's what all buckten of me has been doing the past two days.
I don't know if you are familiar with unions and union workers, me I was only vaguely familiar before moving to San Francisco. However, this city seems to be a very union city. I don't really get them to be honest with you. I think union people are just lazy people who are very greedy. Not all union workers. I must clarify that but you will see why I have this conception after you read this blog. Anyhoo, so when union workers want more $$$ and they don't get it, they go on strike. Well in the hotel world, when the union decides to strike against a hotel all of the union workers have to get up and walk out. If you are in the union and you decide to go to work, you are therefore forced to resign from the union, blah blah blah. What does this mean for hoteliers that are not fortunate enough to be in the greedy ass union??? Well this means, we have to go do their jobs bc they are too busy out picketing and making a HUUUUGE scene in front of the hotel. Well we all knew there was a possibility of a strike happening with one of our hotels in the city this week and we knew there was the "potential" of having to get vaccuumed into a different dept at any moment and were on call 24/7 this week. I didn't really think that this would affect me though to be honest with you.
OH NO. At 6.11am on Tuesday morning (and after I accidentally consumed an entire bottle of white wine the night before... I was thirsty) I get a phone call saying there is a strike going on at one of our sister properties and I have been deployed as a banquet server. Ok and what do I wear? I say still half asleep. Yeah, good to know my priorities are straight. So my boss is like uhh, I don't know what they wear, wear what you want (basically) and tells me that I need to be there oh pretty much now. Awesome. So I was still half schwasted I think and I don't even bother to shower, wash my face, throw on some clothes and hop in a cab to get to work. (Ok, I think I went a little overboard bc I prooooobably could have taken a shower and then taken a cab to work, whatever!) I stop by work to pick up the only pair of flat shoes I own besides tennies and I go see our HR Director to see if there is anything I need to do in particular. She's like you're going to have to cross the picket line, are you okay with this? I don't mind. To me, I don't even know what this means. Then she says well they may shout at you. Profanities. Bring it bitches (that's what I say in my head! :-))
After getting thru the chaotic marching going on in front of the hotel that I'm going to work at I finally find my way into the banquet dept and get some direction. It was really funny bc there were a lot of people from my property working there and I would get really excited every time I'd see someone I know. Yes, I am aware of how unbelievable cool I am. The entire process was kind of fun and exciting because well a) it's all brand new to me and b) I mean comeon, it's like being indirectly in the middle of some juicy gossip story! Well it was fun the first day. I got to work with other fun people. I would tell you stories but they are too long and probably just wouldn't be that entertaining to you. But don't you worry, they were entertaining to me!! :-) The second day was not as fun. The tools in the shed I was working with were not that sharp. Really. I thought I was a bit dense at times. I am a mother f*'ing genius compared to these fools.
It's kind of like boot camp for the hotel industry. If you can survive task-forcing during a strike, you can handle anything. Overall it is a good learning experience (erm, that must be my wine talking) BUT I am seriously ready for it to be over with. 24 hour strike, fine. 48 hours, really? quit yer bitchin', 72 hours??? Somebody call KitKat cause I need someone to give me an effing break!!
And that's my life these days......

Sangria Makes Me Sexy

Or the complete opposite... In my head I think the first though! I went back for more. Sangria, that is. If you've followed my blog, you'll remember me blogging about the lethal sangria I drank in the very beginning of my San Franciscan journeys. The name of this place that serves said Sangria is ChaChaCha. They have 2 locations here in the Bay area and now I can say I've been to both. The first, serves up a WAY more lethal sangria (or else last night I just had more help downing the large pitchers of the stuff! :-))

You may be wondering why I'm up blogging about it at 6am on a Saturday? In case you didn't read what time this was posted, yes, it's 6.42am right now. Well after we came home from the sangria shop, Kevin went out with our neighbor Mike (it's his long-time friend) and I decided to stay in cause my eyes were already crossing from the sangria (sometimes I do make smart choices.... I said sometimes! :-)) Well so apparently they went out and went back to Mike's place to play wii and Kevin passed out on the couch. (Is wii the new code word for strip joint?!?! Hehehe, just kidding!) Anyhoo, so I wake up at 3.30 all nervous bc Kevin is not home. I mean this is not Dublin and I know that he can't still be at some bar. (They all close at 2am here.) Plus we also have the bicycle thieves in our neighborhood and I was worried they got Kev. (I know, I'm a super worrywart... I think I get this from my Dad's side of the family. My g-ma is like this too!) So I go in and out of a restless sleep since he is not answering his phone and/or my texts and neither is Mike. Finally, I get a text back from Mike at 6am who is heading out to play golf letting me know Kevin passed out on his couch. Phew! The bicycle thieves did not get him!! A short bit later, Drunky McDrunkard comes rolling in and I put him to bed. But now I can't fall back asleep so I'm telling the whole world about it, lol!! Oh and bc my stomach hurts! It musta been the sangria... which brings me to my next point.

My next point is about my stomach. So I have this belt that I wear when my stomach hurts. (Which usually occurs when I eat too much!) Alissa, you know about this belt... I wore it once when I stayed over at your house not too long ago. It's just a big tight belt but I've found if you eat too much when you put the tight belt on it makes your stomach feel better. KS tells me I am crazy. I guess it does sound a little crazy but it works. I'm telling ya. I once watched some special on tv and it was talking about the woman with the tiniest waist in the world and everyday she would wear this tight corset to shrink her waistline. Apparently, it worked. So I guess my weird belt thing sort of has the same effect. Except for I don't think it shrinks my stomach... Darnit!

I don't know what to do with myself all day. I have to cut back on my shopping cause I got lots o bills to pay right now. I will prolly go to the gym or go running at some point. Oh and I really want to try a cap'n crunch drink from Starbucks. I think I read about it on one of those (many) daily newsletters I get about restaurants/things to do in the city. And I really think I will be a fan of this concoction. Apparently its like a strawberry frappucino (which I've never had) with a shot of hazelnut syrup and some other kind of syrup. I'm going to have to look it up again so I can ask my nice neighborhood barista to whip it up for me. Ohhhh the luxuries of living in the US. I have missed you! :-)

Happy Saturday!!

What's up, what's up blog followers?!?! So since it is my favorite day of the week again (yay!) I decided to do my favorite thing... blog about it! I contemplated cool things that I could blog about all the way home from the gym today. And I got nothing. Sorry boutcha, looks like you just in for one random a$$ blog ride! :-)

Here are some other random thoughts I had today:

• I wonder what winter is going to be like in San Francisco? Will it ever be cold enough that I need to wear my winter coats (not at the same time, silly!) or will I only get to save those for my midwest vacays?
• [Thinking about the teeny tiny instructor from my class at the gym] I wonder what she eats in a typical day. Well, I do. Seriously this chick teaches a lot of classes at the gym and is so energetic (no joke, sometimes I almost puke!) Anyways so I'm sure she has to eat a balanced diet to be this energetic but is the teeniest little thing ever. I'm a wee bit jealous!
• What can you substitute shortening or cooking spray for when baking in a pan?
• Is she cross-eyed [pondered while watching Dubya Bush's daughter on Jay Leno] She has the potential to be cute but she is the spawn of George. Wonh Wohhhh....
• Who do I know that has a birthday coming up so I can make them cupcakes? (Yes, I am still not over my cupcake infatuation.)

Yes, so these are just a few of the random thoughts that have crossed thru my mind today. Usually I think they are much more random and funnier thoughts but right now I am just tired and can't remember of any other ones that are revolutionary. (Overstatement? Maybe. But MAYBE they are revolutionary! :-))

G'night bloggies... I promise to make my life more interesting in the next few days.

Who Wants to be a Blogganaire???

I do, I do!! Ahhh, another glorious weekend winds down and is coming to an end. I say post-Halloween BOO to that! Halloween in San Francisco was not AS crazy as I thought it would be. I mean, come on, this city is kinda like freak capital of the US. Ok, maybe a bit of an overstatement but I'm no longer surprised by what I see/hear in this city of anything goes! (Probably the actual freak capital of the US is somewhere in Virginia/West Virginia. That is backwards land over dere in dem parts, mmm hmm!)

Can I just sidebar here for a sec... (Of course I can, this is my flippin' blog I can do what I wanna do! :-)) So I'm watching Monk right now. If you have never watched this show, I highly recommend for your viewing pleasure. It is HI-LAR-ious! I initially got hooked on Monk when we were in Ireland. It was one of the few things that kept me sane in my state of 'moving to a different country' depression. Kevin would download seasons of tv shows on the computer and we would snuggle together watching episode after episode of good ole Mr. Monk. Hmm, maybe subconciously that is why we decided to move to SF. We're stalking Mr. Monk!

Back to the discussion at hand now. So yes, "Howl"-o-ween (as I like to call it) was not as wild as I was expecting it to be. We had a huge party at the hotel and I was working. And by working I mean putzing around, ogling at all the funny and ridiculous costumes. (I dressed up as a cowgirl by the way. I think I did this just so I could bust out that denim mini one more time before retiring it for life. Wellll, maybe I'll keep it locked up in my costume box. Ya just never know really now, do you!!) Anyhoo with approximately 1400 people, I did get the chance to witness some interesting get-ups. I saw Jesus, Lady Gaga, Betty Crocker, breathalyzers, Eva Longoria & Tony Parker, sheiks, Samantha Ronson, and many many more. And there was some guy there dressed up as a teletubby. Seriously, are you 12 dude? I have to say it was extremely fun being sober and watching people get completely ridic!

I left work around midnight and met up with some peeps over at Ambassador. This bar is located in the Tenderloin area which is like the crack (and no, I'm not talking about the good ole Irish kinda craic either!)neighborhood. There are actually quite a lot of good bars/restaurants in the Tenderloin. (PS- I'm not sure who decided to name it the Tenderloin??? but that's kind of an atrocious name for a neighborhood!) So I get to this bar and by this point, its pretty sweaty and smelly all around. We go to the bar to order a drink and after being peer-pressured into getting a mixed drink rather than a beer (I'm much more a beer/wine kinda gal!) I ordered a Malibu rum and pineapple (Reason #67 Why I am a Weirdo! - why can't I just be normal and order a gin & tonic???) So I think the bartender must've been crushing on me just a lil based on the qunituple pour he gave me, thanks Chuck Norris! And no, this is not one of those times where I randomly give people nicknames... dude was dressed like Chuck Norris for Halloween. He was really funny looking though and I couldn't quit staring at him. It may have been the lighting too. So we take our drinks and make our way downstairs where we were enveloped like s'mores by total douchies. Seriously, this one guy was wearing dumbo ears... and that's my cue to go home!!!

Welp, another Halloween down in the books anyway! I'm guessing I probably only have about 2 more of these holidays left in me to celebrate the adult way. After that, I'm gonna start handing candy to all the adorable lil trick-or-treaters! I hope I don't eat all of the Snickers first!!! :-)

"I can ride my bike with no handlebars, nooo handlebars"

This is supposed to be sung to the tune of that stupid song, I don't know the name of it but if you've heard it you clearly know what song I'm talking about just by reading the title. LAME-o! Anyhoo, for the next few minutes I am going to be blogging about bicycles. Weird, you may say but there is legit reasoning behind this blog. Promise!

So apparently there has been a string of robberies/burglaries in our neighborhood over the past couple of weeks. As I was walking home from the grocery store during the middle of the day last Saturday, I was taking this kinda ghetto shortcut that takes you directly to the end of our apt. (I'm not really sure that its even a shortcut at all... but hey it's all what you tell yourself in your head, right?!) Anyways as I'm walking down that way, this neighborhood security guy stops me and tells me that just a week and a half ago there was this little Chinese woman that got mugged walking down there. And he said that it was at 1.30 in the afternoon. IN THE AFTERNOON!! Holy smokes! Mr. Security man then proceeds to tell me that on the other side of the street (which would be the non-shortcut way to get to our place) a man got beat up and mugged only a week or so before that. He was basically telling me this as a warning to be careful. Both mug victims said that they were mugged by a black man and a Mexican. Mr. Pao (security guard... I nicknamed him, apparently I like to do that to people I do not know!) continued to tell me that they ride on a bicycle and pretend to run you over so that you have to move aside and then they grab the purse off of you. Eeek, scary!

So I finally get home but being the biggest Nervous Nellie that I've ever known in my entire life OF COURSE, every single person that I now see on a bicycle I run hella far away from. It has also got me thinking the past few days when walking home what a mugger must think about. It is just so rude and such an inconvenience to mug someone. Like if you stole my purse, ok I don't care about the $$$ (chances are your gonna get 20 bucks and thats if your lucky buddy!) But if you steal my purse, your then taking the keys to my apt. Awesome, now I'm stuck outside. I wouldn't even have a mobile (I'm still so Irish!!) phone to call anyone. AND dependent upon what time of day it is and where I'm going you might even get my shoes that I was planning on slinking into once I get to work! Arseholes!

Anyways so I've gone off on a tangent but I just wanted to mention one little thing about my walk home tonight. I'm pretty sure this guy maybe, JUST maybe is the bike thief. Dude rolls by on a pink bicycle. Yes, I said pink. Seriously? Did you borrow that from your sister???

Hearing faint noises of pitters and patters...

From a pair of paws that is!

So Kevin and I have been discussing the possibility of getting a dog. Woof woof! I'm a little bit nervous but super excited about maybe getting a little guy to have around the apt. We were looking up different kinds of breeds on the internet yesterday. He wants a big, manly sort of dog while I want a little fou-fou gal. I said "But, Kevin we don't have the house/yard for a big dog. It would just be rude to put a big guy in our environment." So we came up with a compromise that I get to pick the doggie now and he gets to pick out our dog when we decide to settle down and move into a big house. (I always seem to win!! This relationship rules, lol!)

Anyways so I found this UH-dorable little breed of a dog, its called a 'petite goldendoodle' and its a mix btw a golden retriever, toy poodle and a cocker spaniel. Ohmygosh, they are SO cute! Kevin instantly said NO WAY! I am not getting a dog that is named a goldendoodle... we will see though... :-)

Ya know how they always say dogs look like their owners? Well I have to find something cute and cuddly just like me. And honestly, who couldn't love a little guy like this???

Our "Mini" Adventure

Phew, I think my adrenaline is still pumping after mine and Kevin's mini adventure. Since we both had to work over the weekend, we were lucky enough to be able to enjoy a fall Monday afternoon in the luxury of one another's company!

I had an awesome Monday off to be honest with you. You see, they offer better classes at the gym during lunchtime on the weekdays; however, since my office is about a 10 min walk away I don't really have time to walk all the way over there, work out, shower and walk all the way back during a lunch break so this working on Sun off on Mon gig, well I think it's going to work nicely for me. Anyhoo, I made it to the gym for an abs class and 'The Skinny Jean Workout' and afterwards I trekked on over to this nail salon for the early bird special and got myself a nice little mani/pedi. My nails are looking very nice and black cherry chutney'ish! :-)

After I get home from my day of pampering awesomeness, Kevin and I decided to try out this zipcar shindig that he has just signed us up for. Now if your not familiar with zipcar, I'll tell you what it's all about. So you sign up and pay a yearly membership and then when you want to take a car out for an hour or two, you just reserve it online, pick it up from the nearest location and then return it when you're done. It's great especially if you want to head out of the city to go to Ikea, Target, etc. In this case, we were going to the Korean supermarket out in Daly city. It's a fairly easy jaunt since we live right by the freeway and its a 7-mile straight shot.

So we putz down the street to pick up "McCree" (yes, all of the zipcars have their own individual names... how cute!) only to discover Mr. McCree is not feeling so hot today and does not want to respond to us. After being on hold with Zipcar for over 15 minutes, they upgrade us to the mini cooper that is also at this location and agree to give us an extra 30 minutes for our joyride. Sweet, thanks Chris! As we're getting off the freeway and heading towards the supermarket, in a fit of giggles I say, "Kevin, please don't take this the wrong way but your driving makes me nautious." It does. I highly recommend never riding in a car with my boyfriend. LOL! Even poor Kev's mom whispered to me after renting a car in Ireland "We know he can't drive very well." Ahh, I am seriously laughing my arse off right now as I write this. So we go do the shopping and as we're walking back to "Madeira" Kevin asks if I want to drive. Ok, sure I say. Oh dear. I should have never ripped on Kev's driving skills because. I (uh, big sigh) drive like a big grandma!!! Seriously. Foot on the gas pedal. Then brake. Then gas. Then brake. You see where I'm going with this. I really hope if the two of us ever reproduce our offspring, they do not inherit either of our driving skills.

But hey, at least my nails look pretty!

Conquering My Life One Day at a Time

Ahh, what a long, yet great week it has been. I'm trying to think of any cool/interesting things that have occurred in my life which I can blog about and to be honest with you, I don't really have too much to report.

On Wednesday night, I went to some networking event after work called 'Taste by the Bay'. It was on some boat by the pier and there were all these yummy restaurants and wineries that participated so you got to eat lots of tiny treats and drink lots of tiny good sips. The best part of my night was meeting the woman who is the chef from the Intercontinental Hotel. She was on the show Top Chef or one of those chef shows or something. And she had these awesome little sandwiches (I think they were pork... its been a few days now, I can't remember.) Anyways so they were delish! And since Kevin is an avid fan of the show, I snagged a couple of the little guys and brought them home to him. (See - I AM a good girlfriend! :-)) Oh and second best part of my night was eating 4 (yes, I said 4) of these mini cupcakes that were UHHHmazing! (Yes, I made up for it the next day by only eating yogurt... hey a girl makes compromises!) So all in all it was a good 'favorite day of the week'!

Thursday, I was super crabby after not working out since Monday so I went to the gym. Unfortunately even the workout did not cure my blues but I kicked those bastards out the door on Friday! :-)

So Friday rolls around, TGIF! For real! Kevin has to participate in this Manager on Duty program for the Reg once a quarter or something so he was scheduled for this weekend. Basically he has to spend the weekend shacked up in the hotel and just roam around at random. So not much fun for him but lots o fun for me! :-) So after enjoying 2 glasses of happy hour wine with a co-worker, I headed over to the Reg to meet up with Kev and enjoy the perks of his weekend duties and dine in the fancy schmancy restaurant. I really only thought the food was mediocre. I had 2 more glasses of wine and was not just a bit tipsy but pretty much drunk after dinner. Damn the Californian altitude!! (WHAT? That is the ONLY valid reasoning I can think of for getting drunk after 4 glasses of wine after extensive drinking training in Ireland.) So we head up to the room afterwards and I decided I wanted to take a bath. Laughing my ass off right now, because I am a major weird-o! Apparently in my drunken stupor, I thought it made sense to marinate my contact lenses in water instead of contact solution. Ummmmmm???? Oh and then I fell asleep in the bathtub. Ok, so I'm not always the sharpest crayon in the box, whatever, at least I have humorous stories to tell! A, guh guh guh guh!!

Anyhow, I've now updated you on my week in case you were wondering what in the heck is that Andrea girl doing?!?!?! Now ya know! Off to enjoy the rest of my night. (Shh, I'm secretly staying in watching reruns of Bill & Guiliana and wishing I had a diet coke right about now.)

I woke up early to blog about this...

Not entirely true. Of course the one day that I wake up with the roosters is the one day that I have left my gym stuff at work and can't go work out in the am. Go figure! So I laid in bed and tried to fall back asleep but it just ain't happening. I figured I might as well make use of my time awake and do my second favorite thing... BLOG!! Wait - hold the phone!!! Food comes before blogging. I like to eat more than blog. Hmm, nope I take that back. I think I prefer to blog more. Ok, ok, ok enough debate as to whether food or blogs are more important in life. Anyways so I thought I would make myself useful this morning and share some more stories/pictures from my San Diego weekend getaway!

I really like taking mini vacays even if its only for a weekend! Kevin and I enjoyed our time in SD by going to Seaworld. LOL, it was actually a lot of fun; albeit, cheesy. Very cheesy! My favorite thing was the Pets Playhouse exhibit. We watched one of the shows and it was very cute. The commentator at one point is talking about one of the doggies girlfriends and this little 6-yr old kid behind us screams "Ewww!" Hahaha... oh children. They really do say the darndest things! There was this other little boy sitting next to me in his daddy's lap (the kid was maybe 1) and he was ogling my bear that Kevin had won for me at the bball shooting game. (Yes, we are that corny that we even played the games!! :-)) I am pretty sure this child will grow up to be a professional bballer. Seriously, the kid was giving me hate stares! Oh, I failed to mention it's a Denver Nuggets bear. That might explain why my intuition tells me he will be a baller. Shock-caller.

We left the fun in Pets Playhouse and headed over to Shamu's abode for his show after that. KS makes me sit in the splash zone and as we're sitting there I'm getting quite nervous about how wet we are going to get. (If you don't know me well enough, I do not do wet. And I can be quite the drama queen when needed. Yes, its true.) So I say to Kevin that I'm going to go up top to watch. He comes with even though I insisted he could stay down there. (Honestly I was just trying to protect him from having to deal with his girlfriend's inner bitch coming out. Oops, pardon the language!) So we move and by this point the stadium is filling up so we have to go alllll the way to the top. I can tell my poor handsome little boyfriend is quite annoyed with me for making us move at the last minute but I believe this was the best option. Besides, I had Louis with me and a mother ALWAYS protects her cubs! So we are sitting up top, waiting for Shamu and all of a sudden this giant seagull takes aim in our direction. N-o-o-o-o-o-o-ooooo, splat! Right smack dab on the girl in front of Kevin. Phew. We barely dodged it. It was disgusting and I couldn't even enjoy the show after that bc I was afraid Mr. Seagull was going to come back to seek revenge on me. (Luckily he did not!) Here is a picture of one of my favorite parts of Seaworld.

Aren't they pretty!! :-)

After our adventures in SW, we headed over to this area called Old Town where there was an art festival going on. It was a really quaint little area. We shopped around and found some cool items. Kevin found this wine glass in one of the shops and he said it was perfect for me. Get ready to laugh your a$$ off!

You might not be able to see it but it says, I want a new ring. Tehehe! We did make this purchase while we were at the art festival. Its a super cute custom painted shower curtain. Apparently I have pretty dece negotiation skills because I convinced the lady to knock $15 off the price! Holla!!
I have to go to work now bc I am probably going to be super late since I decided I just HAD to blog about this at 6.30am so I hope you enjoyed seeing my fun finds and hearing about my travels. Happy Wednesday, blog readers. Its my FAVVVVVVVVORITE day of the week!!

The Gypsy Life

The whole concept of gypsy's amazes me for some reason. I have no idea why. I remember first hearing about gypsys in Ireland. I think it was disability discrimination training. Yes, you can't discriminate against gypsys (ok, I believe the politically correct term here is members of the "travelling community"!) You say potato, I say pa-tah-to. Anyhow, gypsys travel around from place to place and never really settle down anywhere. I guess. Please note that this is completely my own generalisation. And feel free to add your description of a gypsy in the comments section of this post! Long story short, in the EU you are not allowed to discriminate against the deaf, blind, physically disabled, oh and the gypsys... WTF?!?! Well, every time I travel somewhere I am reminded of this certain incident that occurred on mine and Kevin's trip to Budapest involving an entire family of gypsys. (That in itself is a completely different story and if your a good little boy or girl, maybe someday Auntie Andrea will explain it to you!)

Now getting back to reality, I discuss travelling with "members of the travelling community" because travelling with these individuals is one of my biggest pet peeves when on the road. Or by train, plane and any old automobile. So, Kevin and I spent this past weekend in sunny San Diego and 75% of our plane was full of "members of the travelling community" aka gypsys! Nah, I'm just playin with you now. We actually had no interactions at all with hipsy gypsys. But on my weekend little rendezvous, I did take note of some of the things that peeve me when I'm travelling. (I am sure a few of you will most likely agree with me on some of these!)

1) Travelling with Gypsys (wait for Blog Post #547 for the real story to be uncovered!)

2) People who do not turn off their electronic devices for take-off and landing. Ok, I admit, I'm a bit of a Nervous Nancy when I fly and I'm super strict about following all the rules. But seriously, they ask us to do this for a reason. I mean turn that sh&t off for 15 minutes. If the plane goes, down its all these douchies fault that the pilot couldn't communicate and when we're never found, I'm voting that we eat YOU first!

3) Mr. and Mrs. Eager Beaver who stand in line 45 minutes before boarding (at least when flying southwest!) Really? Sit your eagerlicious self down. Your already in the A group and no one is going to steal your thunder!

Ok I guess those are my only real pet peeves. But they really do peeve me. A. LOT. At least #2. Seriously. Power it off. Thank you!

Now I will take the liberty of telling you why some of the most common pet peeves do NOT bother me. To be honest with you, I don't really get peeved at too many things. I work out a lot and I drink a lot of wine. That makes me a pretty happy lil pussycat. Meow!

1) Flight delays - Ok, yes they are a bit annoying but if you think about it, aren't you more concerned with arriving to your destination safely rather than going down in the Hudson on time??? Chillax and grab yourself a drink at the bar. And repeat after me, "I will not let this ruin my day, I will not let this ruin my day." I've never tried this technique but ya never know, it may work!!

2) People with crying babies - they're babies, they're scared. They can't help it. You can. Deal with it. And if your on a longhaul flight, well that's what they make Xanax for!

3) Random seat buddies chatting you up. I actually like chatting with random people bc it helps kill the time until we reach the cruising altitude in which I can turn my handy dandy little ipod on. (You may or may not be noticing a trend that I am a bit apprehensive in the air.) So yes, when I travel I wear a sign on my head that says new friends are welcomed.

Now that I've shared some of my travelling troubles and tips, I would like to hear what irks you the most when your en route to destinationland! Please vote for your biggest pet peeve in my poll!

Confessions to the Botox Man

I thoroughly enjoy working in the hotel business. Every day is different and you get to meet tons of fun/weird/crazy/random/interesting people. Like I've said before, you never know what your going to see or hear next!

Yesterday, I had the opportunity to have a nice long chat with an 80-something year old guest. We will call him Mr. X but I also like to refer to him as 'The Botox Man'. Mr. X has apparently had some kind of surgery. I seriously thought he was maybe 50?! but I know he had to be much much older than this bc he mentioned his 42yr old kid. I know I'm no mathematician but I'm pretty sure he wasn't 10 when he first knocked someone up! Ok, so maybe he's only like late 60's. Still, dude looked good for his age! And NO, I don't mean good like silver stallion good. He was nice Midwestern dad'ish looking. That kind of good.

Anyways, I'm not quite sure how the conversation got to this point but Mr. X and I began discussing weddings. Ohhhhh now I remember how we got to this topic. Mr. X is from St. Louis and I proceeded to tell him about all of the times I've been to the STL. One of them being for Em's bachelor party. (Sorry, I meant -ette. Bachelorette party. She is not a he!)

So Mr. X starts asking me how much it costs to be in a wedding, etc. He then decides to probe me with lifelong questions of whether or not I am married and when I reply "no", he asks if this bothers me. LOL, I think he quite possibly was a psychologist!! So I delve into a complex conversation of how I'm not married and that it doesn't bother me because I don't feel like there is as much pressure in society to get married at a younger age and that I'm happy to enjoy my life as is for the time being. Which is true. I know I yack a lot and am always like 'Oh, Kevin when are you going to propose to me' but truth of the matter is... I'm happy living in sin! This lifestyle works for me. Right now. Of course, I want to get married in a few years but I don't think there is any rush. What bc we've been together for 3 years, travelled to a completely different continent and back is reason enough to get hitched? Nah, when the time is right, we'll know. So I tell Mr. X this. I dunno why. He was easy to talk to. And clearly I don't really have a problem sharing my life with anyone whose interested in hearing about it!

Mr. X also does some confessing to me as well. (Maybe confess is the wrong word... whatever, you get my drift!!) So he tells me about his 3 children and how they are not married and are happy not being married. They are wayyy older too, like late 30's and early 40's. Mr. X doesn't mind that they are not married and there are no grandchildren in the near future. Mrs. X does. (I did meet Mrs. X a little later as well. She is a lovely woman whom I think has had a bit of botox too.) So Mr. X tells me he doesn't mind that his children have not yet borne kids and asks if I ever want kids.

Do I want kids? Hells yeah, 2 girls and a boy!! Kylie, Tessa and Smith. Just kidding. Those are not my future children's names! But yeah someday I want some cute little mini-me's! Mr. X tells me that its okay if I don't want to reproduce my sweet ass genetics (my words, not his) and that its okay to wait a few more years. Thank you for your permission, Mr. X. That is very kind of you.

Now, I'm telling you this story of my confessions with the botox man for 2 reasons. First of all, I don't mind telling Mr. X about my lifestyle choices and I don't mind telling you because I'm super happy with my life right now. I have fun doing what I do, rolling how I roll. I do want a dog. Yup, I think I'm ready for one of those! :-) The rest, ahhh I'll leave that up to fate and let it happen when it happens. And the second reason, well if your considering botox I have to say after seeing how good Mr. and Mrs. X look, I say GO FOR IT!!

Cupcake Dreamland

See, I wasn't dreaming!!!

There really was a cupcake camp... the proof is on this ticket! (You may have to look very closely!)



Damn that food poisoning for ruining all my fun!!! :-/

Dear Cupcake Kate - Thank you for letting me borrow your pictures from the cupcake expo. I needed to prove to my bloggies that I was not just delirious or dreaming.

Cheers, Andrea

I should have been a writer...

By: Andrea S. Yeager

Why do I think I should have been a writer? It's not because I think I'm extremely talented (Although, btw me and you we both know I am ;-) Conceited? No. Confident? Yes!) No but for real now, it's because I (pause) am (pause) inspired by everything around me. Tehehe, gotcha again! Actually I just heard that on some silly commercial on the telly. Now once again, let me attempt to answer the question of why I think I should have been a writer. Well it's because every day, every time I see or do something interesting, I think to myself how I'm going to write about it. Do I blog about? Most likely. Post it on Facebook? That's a good possibility. Tweet? Nah, I'm not really a tweeter (dontcha just love saying that word though???) But if I were a genuine entrepreneur, I would write down all these cool stories, keep them to myself and find a publisher/PR rep that would make me famous!! Well turns out, I am a huge fan of instant gratification (that's why I can't just stop at one glass of wine, why I've never done drugs - I'd most likely get addicted and why I always spend all my retirement money on pretty clothes and expensive handbags... no judging!!) and blogging gives me that instant grat of feeling like I've published my work. Even if it is a free for all on the internet!

SO since I've decided I should have been a writer, I took the liberty of writing down a few interesting things I saw today. Yes, I really did write them down on a piece of paper. I accidentally left it out on my desk at work today too and I really really hope that no one from my office saw it because they will think the new girl is uber weird (which is true) but this is what the list read:

1) 2 men / Italian rest
2) hot chocolate
3) db men

Confessions to the Botox Man

See, there is no way I could ever redeem myself if someone saw a piece of paper like this lying on my desk!! Please continue reading if you would like the deciphering of my coded scribbles. If not, thank you for reading thus far and have a lovely evening! :-)

You really do see a lot of random things working in the hotel industry........

1) 2 men / Italian rest
Okay so it's probably about 8 o'clock in the morning and these 2 men are coming up the stairs to go to a meeting. I hear them as they are on their way up and the conversation goes a little something like this:
Guy 1: "Do you know what kind of restaurant this is we're going to tonight?"
Guy 2: "Yeah, I think it's an Italian spot."
G1: "Yeah, I know that but I mean is it like cas or what?" (Yes, he used the word cas.)
G2: "I think so. I mean I'm just planning on wearing jeans and blah blah blah..."
G1: "Ok, cause I was going to ask what you were wearing."
(And yes, I'm pretty sure both of these men were heterosexual. Maybe this evolution of the modern man explains why I'm still not married at the ripe old age of 28?)

2) hot chocolate
I'm upstairs outside of the restaurant in the hotel and this woman comes up and asks me where she can get a cup of hot chocolate. Again, it's approximately 8.30 in the morning. Woman, you are 40+ years old. Why are you drinking hot chocolate at 8am???
(And maybe this evolution of woman explains why my 30 year old boyfriend is still unmarried! :-))

3)db men
This is more like a question for you bloggies. Why are so many older men douchebags? Now if I had a dollar for how many douchies I meet in a day, I would be able to shop AND save for that retirement fund! And if I slept with all these douchies for triple the money... well, then I'd be a prostitute! Hehehe. Seriously, I'm a really good judge of character and I think I can read people pretty well (another of my many talents!) and db's listen up: it's written all over your face. Capital D. Capital B. Use soap and scrub hard. It's gonna take a while to wash it off!

Confessions to the Botox Man
This is going to be the title of my next blog. Guess you will have to stay tuned to see!!

2 Totally Blog-Worthy Moments of the Day

1) I attempt to wake up at 7am so that I can go to the gym for an 8am class and do a bit of erranding (is that even a word??) before work but as luck would have it, that darn boyfriend of mine (I think he is secretly trying to sabotage my fitness routine!) turned my alarm clock off. So after waking at approx 8am and sending Kevin off to work on the schoolbus, lunchbox and all (i kid) I decided that I still had time to squeeze in an outdoor run before heading into work. I hop into the lift, pick up other random workout dude and get to the ground floor. As we exit out the lift, random dude turns right and I head to the left to go out the back of our building. (I like to run by the docks that look like Amsterdam... if you've ever seen pics I've posted from the back of my building.) WELL. Remember Bob Vance aka Liam from a few blogs back??? So I see the back of him walking down the hall. He turns around as I'm walking that way and he looks straight at me and says "Can you help me. I'm lost. I live in Mission Bay." Dude is completely incoherent, front of his shirt is soaking wet and the back of his boxer shorts are ripped. (No, I do not kid.) He's then like "Can you help me, I think I got mugged." So I'm like umm, okay. (Heart is thumping bc I mean let's face it, this is totally weird!!) Luckily I see a janitor guy cleaning out the leasing office so I point to him and say "Sure this guy down here can help you find your way home." What the f was I supposed to do??? So I hauled ass outta there cause the whole thing was just entirely too weird for me! Seriously!?!?!

2) I'm working another event tonight for work. This one completely different from last night. The crowd, we'll say, was a little less elite to put it nicely. So the cash bar opens at 5pm and then the event begins at 5.30 with passed champagne (complimentary). Its an event hosted by a radio station which is a reception for people who won some sort of contest. Ingrid Michaelson played (She's so cute!) and then the drinking continued. Around 6.50pm, I glance at the table next to me where these 3 heinous cougars had been hanging out drinking (and by drinking, I mean chugging) the comp champers and 1 of the heffers had puked all over the table. (Again, I do not kid.)

It was a very random day.

On the plus side... it was SO cold on the way home, that I had to stop at Whole Foods and get a hot chocolate to continue on my long (30 min max) journey home. :-) I have a love/hate relationship with HC. It's one of the few things I truly enjoy about cold weather but it's ridiculous how many calories those little bastards contain! Ah well, you only live once and I'm living la vida loca with my hot choc-o-lat!

Dislikes: Chardonnay

I don't. I just can't do Chardonnay. I'm more of a Sauvignon Blanc/Pinot Grigio kinda gal. That was the good thing about being stationed in Ireland is if you were at an event (not like I ever really went to any so in this case we'll say when your at a restaraunt or perhaps BAR!) but the house white that was always served always seemed to be SB. Here, its the Chard. Bleeeeeck -- Nottafan! :-(

So I enjoyed a glass of piss (oops, I mean chard) while working an event at the hotel this evening. It was a really cool event called 'Top 20 under 40' and it featured these Top 20 people that were featured in San Francisco's 7x7 magazine. You'll never guess what I did for this event either!! Ran the Facebook booth. Yup, I heart my new job. Tehehe. So I basically got to stand around and chat with SF hotties and get them to become fans of the W SF on Facebook. Loooooove it! (Again, picture this said in a sing-song voice!)

And although I'm super loving my new job, I'm discovering the challenges of getting anything accomplished elsewhere in my life. I haven't really gotten into a routine so I haven't been able to get a gym/work schedule going. I'm still waiting on my first paycheck so I can buy some basic necessities in life (you know like clothes that fit, manis/pedis, a cool new gym bag, Nintendo wii, etc etc... I think you get my drift!) But is (this is supposed to sound ghetto, like it's but without the t) cool, things will all start to fall into place eventually.

Unfortunately, I didn't meet anyone too interesting/weird or funny-named to blog about this evening. Bummer, sorry this post is going to be uber lame! But you always have to have a few lame-o ones thrown in there. It's like with your favorite tv shows. Ok, so Friends is probably my all-time fave tv show and I always hated it when they would show episodes that backtrack past episodes or clips and nothing new or cool would evolve from it. For instance, the Thanksgiving episode where they each have stories of their worst tg's. I'm just not a fan of that one. Sorry bout the side-track. This is a lame blog post. End of discussion. OH but there were these trannies (if you could even call them this) that were dressed up in costume and running around the event this evening. Sorry, Lis (short for Alissa, last name Bernardi) but I am TOOOTALLY going to win this tranny count contest. Hands down in this city! But yes so these she-men were prancing about the place and one of them smelled of major B.O. Ewww! (Body Odor, in case you didn't know.) Yes, it was quite disgusting.

Anyhoo, that was Dre-dogg's day in a nutshell. Not too much is on the agenda for this weekend. A new friend (I think I use that term entirely too loosely) from work invited me and Kevin to a party tomm night but I'm not sure if we'll go cause K-dogg has to work on Saturday. Stupid Reg, let my boyfriend have a day off!! :-( Saturday is designated as errand day and Sundays are great bc they have Bloody Mary written all over them. Yesssssssssssss!

His name was....

Toad.

Yes, that's correct. I don't know who this Toad character is to be quite honest with you. I was on a conference call with him today at work. (Yes, my first day back into the real world and I'm interacting with homosapiens named Toad... Really? Is this my life?)

Luckily I only needed to be physically present for this call so I got to stifle giggles into my new BCBG sweater the entire time. And it's a good thing too, I dunno if I could have handled having to participate in conversations that involved arranging co-workers volunteering to dumpster dive. (These Californians are crazy about being all eco!!)

Other than starting my day off with toads and dumpster-divas, I had a relatively uneventful but good first day of work. I am hoping that typical Monday mornings begin like this!

After work, I met up with Kevin and some friends from oot (out of town.) Insert shout out to Maartje and Rainer!! So good to see you and can't wait to come visit you with all the bearsy bears in Aspen!! They live in Aspen in case u are a little slow and did not catch that from my last remark. But Maartje worked with us in Dublin. So I'm still a bit sick from the fpbs (read my last blog) and since we are old and have to work tommorrow, we called it an early night. It was however a successful and fun day!!

I want to crawl under my covers now and fall into lullabyeland. Please pray that I feel better tomm because I am still not quite hooked up on the whole health insurance thing so I can't really afford to be sick right now. Literally. I'm going to be chillin wit all those crackheads waiting in line for free healthcare... wahhhhhhhhh, save meeeeeeeee!!

I got bloody food poisoning!!

YESSSSSSSS! It was so f'ing obnoxious. Although, I have to say I had always kind of wondered what it was like and when I would hear people saying they had "food poisoning", I secretly thought to myself "I bet they're really just being a big p*ssy!" What? I'm just being honest!!

So anyways I blame it on the Chinese food that I ate on Friday evening. Kevin thinks it was the crab at the tourist trap we had lunch at on Saturday. Either way, I will most likely NOT being eating either of those two foods for a long time coming! Anyhow, we both ended up having a case of this fpbs (food poisoning bull sh*t) only mine was a little bit worse than Kev's. Both ours and Kevin's friend + girlfriend were complaining of stomachaches on Sat night (we'd been hanging out w/ them all weekend) but I kind of just wrote it off thinking I would feel much better in the morning. OHHH NO! I woke up in the middle of the night with a fever. I forgot what the crap those were like. And they are heinous. I was freeeeeezing. I had probably 6 sweaters, 24 pairs of socks and 2 pairs of sweatpants, was wrapped up in the blankets and was still shivering. This went on for a good 4 hours where I would wake up, shed my eskimo gear cause I was sweating bullets, put eskimo gear back on bc I was freezing again, etc etc. You get the picture.

Well after a day of recuperation, you will be happy to hear that I am feeling much better at 11pm although still not quite 100%! I was so bummed that it ruined my day. I have my first actual day at work tomm and I was hoping to get a lot of things done today. Plus there were fun street fairs that I wanted to check out. Oh and there was this f'ing cupcake festival (hmmm... maybe I dreamt that last part up in my fever-induced state!)

Well off to beddy boo for me. Gots to get myself in prime shape to wow those folk at the W in the morning. Yay to new jobs! And boo to fp! :-( Get outta here fool, we don't want none of your kind!

tell me whatcha want, whatcha really really want!!

So I've been super busy lately (lie) and haven't had a chance to update the old bloggaroo. Truthfully though, I have had quite a packed weekend and can't believe it's already Saturday night. The weekend is already about to come to an end. :-( Ew. Where has it gone, where has it gone?

Yesterday I was super lame. I woke up at 4am on Friday morning after a Thursday night spent shaking up margaritas and making some delish fish tacos with my bf named Kevin. So I wanted to go take a class at the gym at 12.15 but as luck would have it, I decided to fall back asleep on the couch around 11.30 and woke up at 1pm having missed my class. Motha Effa!!! KS calls as I'm about to embark into the real world and go to this fabulous world of Equinox (yes, I did get to join! Kevin got the good lovin' for fronting me the loan to sign up!! :-)) Anyhow, he was able to get off early on Friday and since he had some friends in town I decided I would skip the gymbo, head out for some afternoon beverages and check out some new spots in SF. Following is my report of my new finds!

Waterbar: this is a nice little bar located off the Embarcadero where you can sit outside and indulge in a few nicely priced Happy Hour bevvies while taking in an amazing view of the Bay Bridge. 4**** but only if you partake during Happy Hour otherwise I think it would be a little too overpriced.

After our afternoon delights, we headed over to the Palace Hotel (Starwood Luxury Collection property) and had a mediocre bloody mary in the bar. I highly recommend the bar there. It has a total European feel to it reminded me of the bar in the Prince de Galles hotel in Paris. Kevin said it reminded him of the bar in the Westin Madrid. I agree to disagree with him on this. We then ventured out into BFE (bum f%^&# egypt, for those of you who don't what BFE stands for!) for some Chinese food. Since the place did not take reservations we had to put our name down and decided to head across the street to a nice little Irish pub for old time's sake for an apertif. By the time we had dinner, the food was good but then again I was dri-zunk at this point and probably would have thought a bowl of Lucky Charms was the best thing I had ever tasted. Needless to say after drinking since 4 in the afternoon, we made our way back to 355 Berry St after dinner and called it a night. Loooooooosers!

Saturday morning we headed over to the farmer's market at the Ferry Building. It was okay. My bf really enjoys going to farmers markets but I don't really get this whole fixation. I enjoyed a nice piece of fruit from here. We then wanted to head down towards Fisherman's Wharf and decided to ride on the back of one of those bikes that people drive. I grinned like a 12 yr old girl getting winked at the entire time. Lunch was devoured in a little tourist trap called the crab house (3***) and we even got a show from the sea lions while we were there. The sea lions remind me of giant slugs. Do you know what a slug is? I remember when I was a little girl, I used to pour salt on them and watch them shrivel up and die. Ohmygosh, can u say 'devil child!'

Well we putzed around for a little bit after that and then came back to our humble abode with Kev's friends. Nothing cool happened and then we went to dinner. Side note: why does it seem like my life consists of eating food??? Well we went to this awesome place called NOPA for dinner. I. LOVED. IT. The food was so amazing. If you are ever in San Francisco, you have to check this place out. Flatbread. Must. Burger. Must. Pork Chops. Must. End of story.

Now I'm chillaxin and catching up on some much needed tivo time. My new favorite show is Modern Family. Write that down. Busy day awaits tommorrow. I need to find some new shoes for my first day of work on Monday, yay! There are also some fun street fairs I want to check out: Castro Street Fair http://www.castrostreetfair.org/ and Oktoberfest by the Bay http://www.oktoberfestbythebay.com/
Stay tuned and I will let you know how that goes!

Toodles Magoo!!

Wednesdays!!!

Wednesdays are definitely in my 'Top 5 Fave Days of the Week'...

I mean, what other day is it socially acceptable to walk around telling everyone "Happy Hump Day"... even to your boss?!?!

And you know what else it is equally acceptable to start doing at this point in the week? Enjoying a nice adult-type beverage. (And since it's only the middle of the week, chances are your not going to get hammered so you won't wake up with a killer hangover, Sweet!) Now if you ask me, it is completely O.K. to enjoy one of these said bevvies any day of the week. Yes, I mean Mon - Sun, the whole sha-banging week. As long as these bevvies are drank in moderation. Please do not get confused. I do not condone alcoholism, my friends; however, I do believe in the motto that a glass of wine a day keeps the doctors far far away! :-)

It is also resident appreciation day every Wed in my apt building and they put yummy little treats out for us. Best part is - they're mini!!! So you don't even feel guilty about indulging a little bit!

You wanna know what else is so great about Wednesdays? There's a sweet fall lineup on the tube for Wed evenings right now. Looooove it (said in a sing-song voice!)

Next, you always know that the weekend is drawing near. Truth be told, Fridays are great and all but you also know that in 2 short days, it's going to be the end of the weekend. Oh contraire with Wednesdays --- you know that the end of the weekend isn't for another 5 WHOLE days!

Yes, my friends, I have decided that I thoroughly enjoy this day of the week. It has defo made my 'Top 5 Fave Days of the Week' list. But then again, if I'm being 100% honest, I enjoy every day of the week except for Monday and Tuesdays. Those days can suck it!

No Bueno!

Don't mind me, just polishing up on my Spanish speaking skills while enjoying my single last afternoon as a Desperate Housegirlfriend! I termed myself this after spending the last year and a half chilling whilst ('nother Irish term I picked up) being a live-in girlfriend with nothing else to do. I actually really enjoyed calling myself that. Too bad it's over.

Unfortunately we are not having that gorgeous weather that we have had for the last few weeks and its pretty chilly outside so I'm being a laze-o watching some awesome telly and yup, you guessed it... blogging away! :-) I'll give you my day in a nutshell... (Mmm, nuts - I hope they're cashews! *see appendix 1)

I woke up at the asscrack of dawn as Kevin was getting ready to go to work and couldn't fall back asleep. Grrr! So as we have a guest crashing on our couch and feeling quite content staying snuggled up in bed, I decided to play on Facebook for a bit (typical.) Fell back asleep for a bit and then finally woke up to go sign some paperwork and make this job thingamajig OFFICIAL!

My future boss (who is super hilarious btw, stamped - approved!!) takes me down to HR (who is super hilarious as well!) and we chat for a bit, etc etc. So after having to answer random questions like where my dream destination is, what my dream wheels are (btw, we came up with mercedes sedan, lol!!! ) I have to get my picture taken. "Put your purse down, Andrea. You need to do something with your hands for this photo!" (Sorry, Louis, Mommy needs to set you down for a minute.) So I'm like okay, anything I want? "Yes, anything you would like." Guess what I chose??? Oooh, I am actually going to start a poll so that you can vote on what I chose to do with my hands. That sounds like a fun idea!!

Anyways so I leave the hotel after arranging my orientation for the next day. How to enjoy the rest of my afternoon, now??? Decisions, decisions! It's entirely too cold to be putzing around the city. I unfortunately did not raise my 150bones to join Equinox (giant teardrops falling as we speak :-((( ) so I chill out at Borders for about 10 minutes before getting bored and heading home. Make myself a little egg sandwich for lunchy lunch (Kevin and I don't typically stock our apt with much food...) and chill with some Desperate Housewives and Kardashians on the telly. Now its almost 5 in the afternoon and I'm hella bored trying to tell myself it will be worthwhile to go work out in the fitness center located in our building. (I know, I told you, I'm an uber gym snob!!) But I'm tired and I'm thinking I might just take a nap and save the treadmill for later. Life is rough as a DHG, life is rough!

I will try to come up with some more randomosity later so that I may better entertain my virtual guests... sorry for the lameness. I'm already having a case of the Mondays.... Barf!

Appendix 1)
I don't know why I chose cashews, I really don't even like them.

World Time Clocks

Setting: The Yeager - Song household at 355 W. Berry St, San Francisco CA

Prelude: Kevin's mom is in town visiting from Korea. I will refer to her as "MS" aka: Mom Song.

MS: What time is it in Korea right now?

AY: Ooh, let me check. I have it saved under my world time clocks in my phone. (Please note that I have just recently gotten an iphone***, welcome to 2K9!)

AY: It's 10pm in Seoul.

KS: What other cities do you have saved in your little phone there?

AY: I have San Francisco, Chicago, Indianapolis, Dublin, Seoul and Paris.

KS: (laughing) Why do you have Paris saved in your phone?

AY: Uhhh...

I don't even really know the answer to this question. It makes perfect sense for me to save every other city here...
SF - Live here now, duh!
Chicago - Plenty of friends still there, need to make sure its not too late for those drunk txts to be sent! :-)
Indy - Parents live here
Dublin - Just moved from there, still have friends I may want to call!
Seoul - Kevin's family lives there
Paris - ??? I WANT to be there???? (Quite possibly my most favorite city in the world!)

***iphone - I have no idea how I have survived w/out this invention for so long! Ok, the gps system is a GODsend. A) I will never get lost again and B) I am now able to resist the temptation from creepy old men offering to be my "personal GPS device." No, grazie!

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and a Little Bit of Ching-a-Ling

I need to come up with $150 dollars before Monday.

Why? You might ask... because I need to join Equinox. I KNOW... I speak of this place called Equinox all... the... frigging... time!!! They seriously should just give me a job already with the amount of marketing I do for them through my buzzzzzzz marketing and WOM tactics.

So my girl there (no not my twinnie, that's a different gym) knocked the rate down to $150 for me to join but you see I have to sign up before the end of September. Okay so I guess I have until (what Wed???) to join but my ass is secretly telling me there needs to be a deadline of Monday. Ya feel me!

Anyhow, please feel free to make checks payable to Andrea Yeager. I am also open to accepting wire transfers and can receive payment via paypal. Otherwise, my boyfriend says he will give me a loan but it is coming out of my "ring" fund. Now we sure don't want that, do we...

I just had an idea. I'm going to go stand on the corner with a sign that says 'I lost my family to Ninjas, need $$$ for fighting lessons..." Okay, truth be told, there was a homeless guy in a wheelchair holding a up a sign that said this outside the ballpark after the game today. LMAO right now. What a creative little man. I would have given him a few ching-a-lings given my current situation were not so tight.

Word out, homies...

2 Truths and a Lie

Kevin and I got ENGAGED!!!
I got a job!!!
I'm sitting in Starbucks blogging right now!!!

TRUTH: I AM sitting in Starbucks blogging right now, yeah baby!

TRUTH: I DID get a job!!! Yippee, yippee, yippee! I am so unbelievably excited right now.
So let me tell you all about it... You may be asking yourself right about now, 'What does my friend Andrea even do???' Well I work in the hospitality industry. Hotels to be specific. I started out in the hotel biz about a year after graduating college and have not managed to get out ever since! I've worked for Starwood for the past 4 (HOLY CRAP!) years now working for both the Westin and W brands. Back and forth AND back and forth again! So I've done pretty much everything under the sun but what I really want to get into is the Marketing side of the business bc I yearn to be an uber-marketing guru... Best of luck to myself in this endeavor!
Anyways so after moving to SF with no job in tow, I started contemplating what exactly it was that I wanted to do that would make me happy. Now my ultimate dream job (for this period in my life, lets be realistic, ultimate dream job IN LIFE would be to spend $$$ shopping all day!) would have been to get in with a company like TripAdvisor, Yelp or a company with a broad focus in online marketing. I mean after all, I think its obvious the amount of time I spend online everyday updating my social media outlets!! So I was lucky enough to score an interview with Yelp (but they didn't hire me... bitches) and I was not lucky enough to get an in with any other social media websites. Ok, I'll keep trying...
So with those options hanging on by a thread, I was also contemplating my second dream job. Working for Equinox (fitness)! I am completely obsessed with this company it is not even funny. So I applied for a membership advisor position but they also did not call me for an interview, WTF. It must be because my boobs aren't big enough.
Feeling quite frustrated, I turn to what I think is my safest bet for getting a job in this volatile economic environment... dunh dunh duhhh, HOTELS! Anyhow so I check out StarwoodOne and see there is a position for a Citywide Sales Coordinator at the W. Now I know that I am way past my stage of being a sales coordinator but I am no longer being picky at this point. I just need something to keep me busy and keep me from going to jail for not paying my bills. So I apply. Ding, rejection email. WHAT. THE. F*#@!!!! I know I am totally overqualified for this position so why do I not even get a phone call for a courtesy interview or something??? So having my bf in the same company often works in my favor... He kindly asks the HR Director at his hotel to get the scoop on the position, see if they filled it internally and pass on my resume at her upcoming area meeting. Ahhh, thank you again boyfriend, YOU ROCK!
Back to the big picture...
So a week later I get a call from the W asking me to come in for a general chat/pre-screen interview. Great, sign me up! Few days later I go in and meet the HRD and tell her what I really want to do, give a brief synopsis of what I did in the past, etc etc. So they ask me to come in for an interview the next day so we can get the process started so that I can at least get in somewhere and start working in some area for the time being. Interview goes awesome. (Schwing!) Go up to meet with the GM (oh and from my previous interviewing experiences, if you go to meet the GM at the end of the interview, you're pretty much golden I might add!) So he is a really cool guy and after we chat he is telling me basically whats going on in the hotel, where they have availability, etc. (They wanted to put me @ the desk and I said awwwww helllllllll no!) So he mentions that there may be an opportunity to create an F&B/Marketing type of role. This makes me so excited, I almost had to check my panties. Hahahahaha, I can't believe I just wrote that in my blog! Totally inappropriate. Sorry Mom & Dad, you did raise me right, I promise! :-) Ok so anyway I talk to the Operations Director before I leave and everything sounds extremely promising. They say they are going to call me early next week. So next (this past week) comes around and I'm waiting, waiting, waiting, waiiiiiiiiting... and still no flipping call. Mother F'er, they dirty rushed me!
So I'm just jabbering on with entirely too much information at this point and I will cut to the chase... they did end up creating the role for me! I'm so excited! So I go in on Monday to accept the offer and get the ball rolling but this is fabulous news for Miss Andrea. You can bet your arse, I will be having a celebratory drink (or 7) this weekend. Don't worry... NO SANGRIA! :-)

LIE: Kevin and I did NOT get engaged. :-(
Awww boo, and that would have made for a much much better story for the ole bloggie blog! If you would like to harass him about this so you can hear ANOTHER terrific story, he can be reached @ 555-5555. Thank you in advance for your cooperation.

Get excited, in store this weekend is a Giants/Cubs game and a 5K Breast Cancer Walk where surely many a blog-worthy moments will occur!

Toodles and Oodles!!

Bob Vance

Hola! I'm back... clearly I ran out of ways to occupy my time today and I actually really enjoy this blogging biz. It's a bit o fun, lemme tell ya!

I'm also discovering that its quite easy to make friends here in SF. People here are extremely friendly unlike in some other parts of the USA. Oh, with the exception of the one grumpy and unhappy woman that works in the BART turnstile off Market St. See, the BART system here is not as user-friendly as the El in Chicago or even the tube in London or the whatchamacallit in Paris. No, you see I was trying to go to the airport only I didn't know which train/direction I was going and so (in my most friendly and sweetest voice, I might add!) I say to the lady, "Hello, I'm trying to go to the airport." And Grumples McGrumplegus raises her stubby little fingers and points to the ticket machines. "You buy your ticket over there." Uh yeah, no shit Sherlock (pardon the french but it was truly needed here!) I figured that much out... eejit! Try again, "Um yes but could you tell me which direction I need to go?" I'm assuming smiles are not free from this woman but I did finally get the information needed from Ms McG so I just footed it on thru to the train as fast as possible after that!

Anyways so I've gotten a little off-track here. Most people I've met are uber-friendly! Case in point...

Meet Bob Vance. That's not really his name. I just think its funny to call him that. Actually his name is Liam and I mentioned Mr. Vance in my earlier blog today as the new bestie who is the old guy in my building. Please note that I will still be referring to him as Bob Vance, Mr. Vance, Bob, BV, etc bc I think that is cooler and more fitting for this guy than his real name. I think you would agree. So yes, I saw Bob again this afternoon when I was coming home from a walk with my fake dog. (Aka: Andrea walks solo around the park next to us.) BV and I are waiting for the lift after I get back from the walk and there are free mini cupcakes by the lift today so being an avid lover of cc's, I help myself to one (and one for my FD) which is the starter for my next conversation with Bob.

Bob: "Boy I don't know who always bakes these little snacks they put around here but they sure are good."

Andrea: "Seriously, if I don't get a job before too long, I'm going to get fat!" (Yes, I'm not quite sure why I felt the need to mention this to an old man!)

Bob: "Marketing, right? What kind of marketing work are you looking for?"

Side-Note - If you paid me for every time I've been asked that question in the past 3weeks, I wouldn't even need a job anymore!

Andrea: Same answer as the last 82730862 times I've been asked. I'll spare YOU the details of having to listen to it again at this point! You are very welcome!

Bob: "You know, I have a friend who is the Director of Marketing for the San Francisco Tourism Board. Next time I see you, I'll give you my card so you can send me your resume and I can pass it on for you."

Andrea: "Oh that would be fantastic!"

SCORE! Thanks Bob Vance, erm, I mean Liam!

Adios, now... Kev's home so I have a new friend to play with!

In the words of John Mayer...

"Waiting on the world to change" orrr shall we just say waiting on a jobby job!

People, I know some of you may think I'm living in this glory dory world right now. Got no job, live in a cool city, play in the sunshine, drink coffee and work-out all day. Ok, rrrrrrr (that is the sound of the tires screeching) hold up, now that I write this out loud, it does sound like I have one helluva life right now! And and and I'm sure once I do get a call to go back to work, the grass is TOTALLY going to be greener back on this side.

But I am BOOOOOOOORED! You have no idea. I don't sleep anymore bc I'm too ancy/anxious wondering if the next day is going to be the day that my life will change. I shop around all day and find tons of great things; however, I have no moolah to actually purchase these items that I'm sure will make me an oh-so-better woman! :-) I'm eager to get my life back on some sort of schedule so that there is a little bit of regularity going here. I've become besties with an old man and the German leasing man in my building.

Now what is a girl to do??? I don't think its that I'm being too picky. I mean I've sent out 27 resumes and have had only 2 interviews. Oh and 1 really dodgy job offer to stand outside and market timeshares @ Fisherman's Wharf. Um, no thank you, I think I've accidentally come into the wrong building. Seriously in all honesty I think the worst part of this whole 'job search' game is that I feel so completely worthless! Kevin was joking around (or so I think he was joking!) this morning and called me lazy and I cried when he left for work bc I do feel lazy. But don't worry I got him back by calling him an a$$hole (maybe not so jokingly :-)) I heart you, Kev!

Ok this blog is depressing now. I am going to go try and get some endorphins flowing thru my bod now. Maybe I will get some entertainment viewing pleasure while I am out that I can later share with you.

Cross ur fingers, I think its going to be a GOOD day!!! :-))

Dear USA

Dear United States of America,

I love you. Please do not get me wrong. However, after spending a year and a half in another country I have come to the conclusion that there are some things about you that need to change.... ASAP! :-)

1) WHY WHY WHY does the pricetag on a product not include taxes? It just doesn't make sense. I mean, seriously, it makes life so much easier and eliminates so many tiny coins. If I'm buying an outfit in the store I don't want to think I'm spending 200 dollars and then when I check out find out its +16.82.... thank you very much! (Not like I'm speaking from experience or anything??? :-)

2) Ok, dryers, I thought they were cool for like 10 minutes when I came back UNTIL I put on a mother flippin pair of pants and they fit me like my 10-yr old niece's pants fit me. Apparently its true, drying racks do preserve your clothes in the long run! Let's make it the norm to use them, please! :-0

3) Really? The work/life balance is this bad??? Comeon, 10 days of holidays for a full-time employee is just wrong! Oh yeah, and prego friends get this... in the EU you get 6 months of maternity leave. And plus some. I don't really remember I just know its awesome enough to make me want to have a child in the European Union!!! Mazel Tov!

4) While I appreciate and love the number/choices available of anything and everything you could ever ask for in life... I just ask myself, is this all so neccessary??? Costco - ridiculous. Jerks were running me over they were so excited to buy their 16lb bag of Cheez-its. And while I enjoy the fact that I can choose natural/organic/half-blend/full-blend/hazelnut/french vanilla/cinnamon/regular/decaf/mocha/etc, coffees please just give me a basic blend... I just need the caffeine flowing thru my body already!!

Now, I really do not mean to seem ungrateful for these choices and materialistic things in life that I have been granted but I'm just suggesting Mr/s America that maybe its time we make some changes for the well-being of our citizens?!?!

Hugs and Kisses,
Your #1 Fan :-)))