Miami - my new home!

Well, I am officially living back on the mainland -- I arrived in Miami today!! I am so excited I could pee my pants. Seriously, I am THAT excited.

Although landing here today was fantastic, the days leading up to actually getting here were quite chaotic. Since last Thursday, Ryan and I did nothing but pack, clean, move our things into storage, run errands, ship boxes, clean some more, make more trips to storage, and pack some more. It was all so stressful, but of course we got thru it -- together. After all, we have done this movng-across-the-planet thing one time before ;)

So anyway, here we are in Miami and our first day here was already nothing short of fabulous. We roamed around the Setai, went for Mojitos at the Delano, strolled along Collins, walked some more on Lincoln Road, and had dinner at Cafeteria (same owners as NYC!). And in true cosmopolitian nature, what was happening right outside while we were having dinner? The Miami Vice premiere with Jamie Foxx and Colin Ferrell. Oh I love Miami!

Moving Day

Today is that day, where all humans alike, dread the same exact thing -- moving day. Is there really anything worse?

We technically don't fly out to Miami until Monday, but on this blessed day, we are moving all our stuff into a 5' x10' storage unit (at the low, low price of $200/month). It should be absolutely riveting....not.

Sing it Girl!

La Lohan needed some support while singing karaoke, so she grabbed the closest thing she could find:



HER CROTCH!

From Fab to Drab

So, the latest Hollywood breakup -- Carmen Electra and Dave Navarro:



Now, it's not that we actually thought this one would last, but still, I would like to think that I had some hope for them.

Anyhow, rumor has it that he is now dating Sarah Howard:



OK, something is terribly wrong here. Who goes from Carmen (one of the most drop-dead gorgeous women ever!), to this?!

Attempted (Almost) Robbery

I almost robbed a store last night. Yup, I swear.

I was driving through the mall parking lot on my way home from work (there was too much traffic on the main road so I decided to take a short cut). As I was driving past the "high-end" section of the mall, I saw a delivery being made through a side door. When I saw the delivery man carrying boxes into none other than the new Harry Winston store, I had something evil come over me.

My thoughts went something like this:
-- Wow, I wonder what is in those boxes!
-- I want whatever is in one of those boxes!
-- Hmmm, I could just run up and steal one of those boxes!
-- I could totally take-on that delivery guy! (he was tiny!)
-- Hmmm, I wonder if I could get away with stealing some of those boxes!

Clearly, I am not a burglar, but if I were or ever thought of becoming one, I would totally rob the shit out of Harry Winston!

Feelin' Hot Hot Hot!

According to my friend Taina, it is "Africa Hot" in NYC.

According to my old boss Brian, it is "Hot as Hades" in the Midwest.

And according to my sister Brandi, who is in D.C., she was sweating like a pig after only walking a few short blocks.

Well, considering it is officially "summer" everywhere now, it is just fucking HOT all over the United States. And even with the tradewinds here in Hawaii, I am immediately sweating the very instant I get in my Jeep.

So, with all this hot-ass weather in the air, can someone PLEASE tell me why I saw some guy walking down the street today wearing a wool hat and a wool scarf?! Jackass!

When In Doubt -- Chocolate!

I am moving to Miami in less than one week and I am having to make some major decisions on the basis of 3 things:

1. What goes in storage -- so that I have it in 6 months when I return to Hawaii. But let's think about this: If I am putting it in storage, do I REALLY need this article to survive? I would say no. Yet, I digress and this is still a category in which I must place my things.

2. What comes with me to Miami (either in my suitcases on the plane or in boxes that I am shipping to Miami). The items in my suitcase are things that I cannot, I repeat, cannot live without -- my favorite go-out shirts, dresses, skirts, shoes, undies, etc. The boxes that are getting shipped to Miami are items that I cannot live without for 6 months, yet items that I CAN wait to arrive in about a week.

3. What gets trashed. As in, "I will never see this article ever again in my life. Wow, that is SO final! And I am NOT OK with this #3. I have a major problem letting go of things when I am just not ready to part ways with it.

Aside from having to make a major decision about each and every item that I own (and there are hundreds!), the main issue I see with this is that the gap between these three categories is absolutely GI-normous. It's not like having to choose between chocolate, vanilla or strawberry, because let's be honest, the answer to that is ALWAYS chocolate!!

Why can't everything in life be as simple as that?!

Horsing Around

I just got back from my 4-day long Events Department Retreat. For the "fun" portion of the retreat, we all went horseback riding together. I know. Me on a horse. Hard to imagine.

I was so excited to go horseback riding but then as soon as I got to the stables, I was so nervous for some reason. I have only been on a horse one other time in my life, and even though I didn't have some major crisis happen back then, I was scared. But everything went just fine and it was really quite lovely. We got to ride on the beach, which was actually very cool.

Of course my horse was a fucking pig and wanted to stop every three seconds for food -- I thought this to be quite ironic that I, queen of eating, had a horse that liked to eat as much as I did. The tour guides kept telling me to yank on the reigns and stop him from eating, but I know how nasty I can get when I am hungry, so I thought I best not impede his meals.

The only downside to this little horsie activity -- I am so sore today -- in places I didn't could be sore. I am sure I don't have to tell you the place I am the most sore....just know that my horse liked to gallop ;)

Gone Crabbing?

Ummm, what exactly is Pam looking for in her bathing suit bottoms?

Back Tracking

Kelly Clarkson, my guilty pleasure in life, seems to have back-tracked in the world of fashion.

When she first started as an American Idol pup 5 seasons back, the girl has NO fashion sense. Then her records went bijillion platinum and she had some cash flow and the girl stepped it up and gained some fashion sense (and a stylist).

Well, here is Kelly on stage at a recent concert, and I must say, this outfit is just awful and it does NOT work on her (nor would it work on anyone who isn't dancing on a pole...):



Oh Kelly, Kelly, Kelly! You were doing so well!

It's Pouring!

People always use that dumbass saying "When it rains, it pours", but I never quite experienced the saying until the last few days.

As I was checking out my debit account online on Friday, I realized there were about $500 in fradulent charges posted. I immediately called my bank, disputed the charges and then cancelled my debit card number. My bank suggested that I come on over to the branch and get some cash for the week since I won't have my new debit card for almost a week. Great idea!

I leave work in a hurry, get in my jeep to go to the bank and guess what? My jeep won't start. Awesome.

I tow my jeep to my mechanic on Friday, but since it is a holiday weekend, he won't start working on it until Wednesday (which is now today). So, I didn't have a car all weekend and through the holiday -- no errands, no shopping, nothing.

So, I get a call from my mechanic about an hour ago -- he tells me it's the fuel pump. OK no big deal right? Uh wrong. Fuel pump and labor = $550. Ouch. The kicker is that I NEED to get this damn jeep fixed because I need to sell it ASAP and you can't sell a car if the damn thing won't start!

It's definitely pouring where I live right now, what about you?

Moving Sale!

In preparation for our impending move to Miami in 3 weeks, Ryan and I had a moving sale this past weekend. Everything in our hallway, living room, and lanai had little price tags on it. For 2 days, we sat in the apartment and waited for people to come through our apartment and buy our mounds of shit that we have somehow accumulated over the last 3 years.

The whole moving sale thing is so weird. Random people come into your place and buy your USED items. Bits and pieces of our life are now dispersed in random homes all over Hawaii. People we don't even know, have our things in their home. So odd to me.

But I have to say, getting rid of clutter is so freeing. We sold so many items that were just clogging up our apartment -- things we don't even need on a daily basis. We made over $4oo and I don't even know what the hell we sold!

In any event, the moving sale was a success and the Miami-moving-process has begun. The only issue -- the items that didn't sell still have little price tags on them and we haven't bothered to take them off. Ahhh, the joys of moving. And this is only the beginning....