Happy Halloween! It's Scary to Hear from Me....

Oh my....I haven't blogged forever. I don't know why except that I have been extremely tired and not focused enough to sit down and reflect. Probably what is affecting the stress pain in my neck as well.

Now...where did I leave off? The usual I guess.
Status Update:
Job: 44 down...and that was the slowest part of the year. Wow! I'm amazed how fast the first 9 weeks has gone.

Coaching: 1 season down, 1 to go....that's the long one.

Living Arrangements: Do I need to comment? At least I cleaned out my closet (thoroughly) last week. Next step...getting rid of knickknack crap that I don't want anymore.

Body: Down 10 pounds. Many more to go, but I'm getting there.

Mental: A little stressed, but not too bad. Much better than last year at this time.

Emotional: A little blah. One more reason I haven't blogged. No inspiration. I'm just kinda "there" right now.

Dating: HA! Yeah right. Put that on my Christmas list.

Okay...so I'm feeling a little more inspired now. Maybe I'll write more later on tonight, but probably tomorrow. Laguna is on in 3 minutes...

Testing, Testing...

I'm still here. I just can't catch up on the exhaustion. Be back in full swing in a couple days.

Testing, Testing...

I'm still here. I just can't catch up on the exhaustion. Be back in full swing in a couple days.

Away Time

Looking forward to going away this week/weekend. I still need to get a ton of shit ready for my sub, but I think I have it under control. Coach's conferrence. It won't be a totally relaxing time away as I will be sitting in on classes to learn how to coach better, but nonetheless...it will be away. It's just what the doctor ordered (or rather my card reader.) Don't know if I'll have access (or time being that I'll be in class from 1-10 on Thursday) to the net. If I do and I'm bored, I'll blog. I'm looking forward to hobnobbing with some excellent coaches (and hopefully a few hotties as well.) The biggest thing...3 nights at the Hilton with my own king sized bed. Won't be as nice as the HeavenlyBed at the Westin, but it will be nice. 'Til Sunday....be sure to say nice things about me.

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I guarantee that something big will happen while I'm away and I'll miss everything. Don't do anything fun when I'm gone. I hate to miss a party.

As usual, I"m still not packed.

A Way with Words

I am alive (I'm sure you all were concerned.) I've just been chasing my tail for the past 3 weeks. I feel like I'm more ahead of my work, yet I'm running out of time to notice. I definitely need a day to myself. Don't see that coming up anytime soon, however.
Went on Saturday and got a massage for $30. Pretty damn good price and it was good. Not as good as the Dominican woman that worked me over on the beach, but still pretty good. Two strange things. First...this was the first massage I've received from a man. I was a little nervous as you definitely reveal all your flaws being almost totally exposed, but I threw caution to the wind and whatever. Weird thing #1. When rolling over from stomach to back he just lifted the sheet and held it up and told me to roll over (exposing Girl's ta-tas. He was holding it so he couldn't see me, but wait...I could see him??) #2. While massaging shoulders (while on my back) he massaged lower than my shoulders, not my ta-tas...but pretty damn close! I was nervous to open my eyes and look at him and giggle. I asked my friend Katie if he did the same weird things with her. The sheet transfer/flip-yes. The "chest" massage--kinda. She didn't think he was that close. We decided that he must be gay and not care. Uh...no. Katie's boy Matt was after us and in conversation he found out otherwise. But, I do have to admit I was having impure thoughts at that point. I just hope there wasn't a strange smirk on my face. Dirty Girl...

Though it seems from my previous post I might have an admirer in the comment section. *Sigh* Anonymous. Whether it just was a reference to the Lyle Lovett song or a poetic gesture...it is much appreciated.

And for Broccoli Rabe...I think he would earn that nickname for being a vegetarian. Kind of a crunchy granola guy. Laid back with a ponytail. Or maybe this guy....

As you can see though, it's a hot name for a band of drag queens.

Nickname

I will try to post tonight, but I was thinking of this in the shower this morning....

Doesn't "broccoli rabe" sound like a nickname?