It ain’t suit me

I may hide my extra 5 lbs. gain well.  But when none of my 3 pants-suits and 2 skirt-suits fits, it’s a sign. My expanded hips, strangely, interferes with the length of my pants. All of my pants on the suits are cut a little loose because I hate tight pants. So all of them sag a little to the floor and therefore give me room for the heels. Now my Asian J-Lo butt fills in to the pants so they fit correctly. However, my length of the pants are affected. They are all too short for any non-sneakers/flipflop shoes...
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Summer is here…perhaps?

My Vista weather-a-mabob said it’s 82F outside. My hair still damped from a shower half and hour earlier when I stepped outside to take out the trash at 2 p.m. I walked out, down the steps, around the courtyard, through the 6-car parking lot, dumped the trash and reverse the route. My hair is mostly dry when I came back up. I mean, after a few months of 3-day heat waves on and off, you have to wonder if it’s really summer yet.  Look at last week!  It was cold during the week and then the weekend shot up to...
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Jellyfish

I am zapped. Long, early start this morning with an event in Long Beach. Slipped a little bit in my new boots and now my bad ankle is swollen. Crazy rest of the day in the office as the bosses are getting ready to take off the next two days to do an executive powwow off site. P-a-r-t-a-y!!! Just kidding. I can’t even try to do that with the amount of stuff I have to catch up on since this morning event took over my life this past week. Treated myself to a “Chinese Reflexology Massage” at Red Persimmon, a...
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Dream Big

Someone in the office asked me what I want to be when I grow up. “Millionaire rock star philanthropist,” I said. He paused. “So you want to be Bono?” “Not with that much talent or the coolness. But, yes.” He nodded and walked away. It’s pretty interesting to see how people react to that question and answer. I have heard people get totally stumped when asked the question, and then people who has the simplest answer. Like, “Rich” or “Famous”. Most people look at me funny when I told them about my ultimate goal. Does anybody actually have a goal...
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A gray embrace

I wish I could show you the picture, but it’s really hard to try to take a picture of the side of your own head where gray hair has began its invasion.  After a few close brushes of permanently twisting my body in a improbable angle; and falling off the vanity and breaking my neck, y’all would just have to use your own imagination on this one. Besides, the gray army is a little camera shy.  It’s tricky to capture a few silver strands among a sea of shiny black, I tell ya. I have about 3-5 strands of silver...
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