The ocean doesn't have feelings for you

The ocean doesn't have feelings for you

For most of my life, I spent a great amount of time in the Atlantic Ocean. From Cape Cod to the Jersey Shore, from Florida to...the other side of Florida. And I've been to the Caribbean, but I'm 90% sure that's not the Atlantic.

I've swam, used boogie boards, threw myself into waves without a care in the world. If I got knocked around a lil' bit, I always came up laughing hysterically, and jumped right back in.

The Pacific, though? Totally different story.

It's colder than the Atlantic, but it's still refreshing in the California sun. However, it's so, so, so much stronger and unforgiving. I went diving into one wave, and got chewed up and spit out. I didn't emerge happily, like in the past - nope. I was terrified. 

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Dating for the ages

Dating for the ages

"Here. This is my online dating profile. Feel free to critique it", a neighbor said as she handed me her gigantic smartphone. I was a glass of wine deep and that means I'm feeling very opinionated - and if there's one thing I'm opinionated about...it's dating.

I read through her (a woman in her late 50s who has more energy and style than a 25-year-old) "All About Me" and actually liked it. I told her to consider changing her profile photo to one of just her - and not one of her and her handsome adult son. 

"Men won't click on your profile if there's a 20-something guy with his arm around you. They don't know it's your son. We're in Orange County - it could be your gigolo", I offered.

Cue head nodding and eruption of laughter. And a wine refill. 

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Let's have a (Twitter) Emmy party!

I'm currently indulging in the Emmys red carpet fashions on E!, and of course I'll be live-tweeting the show. Let's do it together! I have wine, but remember I'm on the West Coast, so I'm not indulging in that quite yet. Give me like, 15 minutes and we'll cheers. #Emmys and #Emmys2014

H2uhOh

H2uhOh

I used to let the water run while brushing my teeth.

I'm ashamed of that, and I don't do it anymore.

Moving from Upstate NY to Chicago wasn't as different than moving from Chicago to Southern California. There is plenty of sunshine...and we're in a drought.

Before we planted our feet in CA, I knew we'd have to make some changes. Shorter showers (ugh, no more daydreaming/singing), not letting the water run during teeth brushing and dish washing - and I stopped washing my hands altogether.

Joking. But, this isn't funny. It's devastating to farmers, and that impacts all of us. Fact: California supplies more than half of the US's fruits, vegetables and nuts - and is the TOP dairy producer. Cows and goats eat grass; grass needs water. 

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Books/shelves

Books/shelves

This is a two-topic post. 1) I'm suffering from literary memory loss and 2) I love bookshelves so much.

I most recently read If I Stay - the book about two Oregon teens that inspired the romantic movie that I absolutely cannot wait to see this Friday. I loved the book so much that I'm currently reading the sequel. There were a few 'Dawson's Creek' moments in the book, because I didn't think that a 17-year-old would use words like "bequeathed" but maybe in Oregon they do, so I rather enjoyed the intelligence.

As I finished the book, I started looking thru the other books I have on my Kindle, and because I always delete samples of books I don't intend to finish - every book on there is a book I've read completely. But, I can't remember a LOT of them.

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Dating naked

Dating naked

If you've ever had a first date, you know they can be quite awkward. You're sitting across from someone you maybe know next-to-nothing about, and either the two of you vibe and are able to talk like two human beings - or you're fumbling for social normalcy the entire time. And, if you are having a bad first date, you most likely are feeling vulnerable, annoyed and anxious for the date to end.

Imagine feeling like that...and being naked. Completely naked.

I can't stop laughing, even while I'm typing this. Hold on.

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Too old for a romper?

myselfie

myselfie

I perused the junior department's clearance section of Marshalls recently. I normally frown upon this, but now living in Southern California, I was in need of a couple tanks and tees and maybe a casual maxi dress - and those are always less expensive in the junior department (and cooler, too - not like, Liz Claiborne or Nautica). So, I whipped past the barely-there lacy tanks and ripped Billabong sweatshirts, to find maxi dresses and rompers galore!

I picked out a navy blue maxi for $15 and came across a romper that wasn't denim or skankalicious with cutouts like the others. The pattern, I think, is kind of wild - and so I immediately came to the conclusion I wouldn't wear it out in public. So, for $13, I decided it was a cute 'round the house/going for a walk addition.

I'm wearing it right now. Mostly because I'm waiting for our sofa to arrive in the 4-hour block of time they gave us, so I know I'm not going anywhere. And, I have to say - it's quite comfortable. I can see why toddlers and teenage girls with zero leg shape wear these thangs all over the place. And, I do see some grown women rocking 'better' versions, too - even with heels! Imagine that. They're all dolled up for date night in a romper. And, some women pull it off. Some don't. But that's how trends work, you know?

I'm just not sure I could go beyond the pool in this one while keeping a straight face.

Do you...romp?

Somebody get this guy a muzzle

Somebody get this guy a muzzle

The other night, I took Moxie out for her final business before bed - which is usually a quick trip in and out, with me in my jammies and also ready for bed. What I'm trying to say is...quick + pajamas = I don't wanna see/talk to anybody. 

As she finished, we began our (very short) walk back inside - and I saw a guy walking his three (one large, two medium-size) dogs. Of course, once the dogs spotted Moxie, they began barking and knocking into each other like idiots. 

"I'm sorry" the guy says while laughing nervously.

"Oh, it's okay - no prob" I reply and smile. And, I mean it. I know there's nothing like your dog(s) embarrassing you and making you look like an incompetent owner. Besides, I totally get the gang mentality of dogs, especially when it's against Moxie. She never falls prey to their crap - never barks back or appears threatened/scared. Instead, she prances by with her quiet little confident nose forward. So, I follow her lead.

As we kept walking back to our house, I noticed one of his medium-sized dogs was planted firm, staring us down and barking hysterically, even as the guy tried to walk the other way. 

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Where do you buy your jewelry?

Where do you buy your jewelry?

I have a few pieces of jewelry that I wear pretty regularly. Of course my wedding rings, as well as a David Yurman bracelet that my mom gave me - and simple ball stud earrings are my go-to. 

As I was packing up my jewelry for the move, I noticed that most of it is "costume jewelry." I have a handful of pieces that are probably considered "fine jewelry" - but I enjoy TJ Maxx's jewelry counter much more than I do dropping hundos in...wherever people buy fine jewelry. Macy's? Nordstrom? Zales? 

(SN: What exactly is considered 'fine jewelry'? If it's gold-dipped/filled, is it fine jewelry?)

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What makes you an unfollower?

What makes you an unfollower?

"Facebook makes me hate people."

I said that the other night, while having a glass of wine with friends. And, I meant 'dislike', because hate is a strong word. Mostly, it's because of the many, many animal abuse stories that makes me think that. But, aside from those types of stories, which I know need to be reported - and I support that - it's the ridiculous whining and complaining and airing of personal problems that really gets my goat. The over-sharing is rampant. 

I use Qwitter, which tells you when someone(s) unfollow you. And, whenever someone unfollows me, I wonder why. I usually chalk it up to not really being relevant to the Capital Region of New York anymore - and maybe the unfollower likes to keep things local. Still, I sometimes wonder, did I say something annoying? Did I overtweet? But, in the end, I don't really care because I have my own reasons for unfollowing/muting/defriending people on social media. 

I will say that I completely respect that people can put whatever they wish on their social media accounts. But, people also have the option to control what they see on theirs. So, here are more of my personal examples of how to get muted:

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It's a concert, not Halloween

It's a concert, not Halloween

I'm a big country music lover. I'm a huge Miranda Lambert fan, and have been for years - even when I wasn't into other country music artists. 

So, I've been to three Miranda shows in the past year and a half. One in Albany, NY - then in Chicago last summer, and just last night in Irvine, CA. If you've been to a country music concert, you know there's a lot of beer, ripped denim, boots, hats and...skin.

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#WCW

Woman Crush Wednesday. I hardly ever participate in this, but it's appropriate and timely. 

Chrissy Teigen is hilarious. You know this if you follow her on Instagram. She's married to John Legend. She's a Sports Illustrated model. She's unfairly gorgeous and has pretty cool taste in clothes. She loves her dogs and they take up her Instagram feed, as well as food she makes herself at home and blogs about

And she's a total sassypants when it comes to online bullies:

And, if you follow her on Twitter, you probably already know she tweeted her admission of margarita drunkenness yesterday while she was getting ready to throw the first pitch of the LA Dodgers game. AND THE PITCH WAS PERFECT.

I appreciate, and relate to a woman who has to have many cocktails just to get through a baseball game.

Tequila Girl power.

Get over it, mom

Get over it, mom

It seems every other day, there's a new story about a mom - celebrity mom or not - breastfeeding in public, and of course there's a photo, and details about someone(s) in public freaking out about it. Or, it's a story about kids not being allowed in a fancy restaurant, a woman getting picked on for showing stretch marks on the beach, or moms not wanting to vaccinate their children and why other moms are m-a-d about it.

And, it's just too much beating of a dead horse. 

And, the most recent breastfeeding-in-public story...was done for a magazine photo shoot. And also to feed the baby, but GLAMOUR Magazine was there, too.

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Do you believe in ghosts?

Do you believe in ghosts?

I think a lot of 'ghostly experiences' can be explained logically - a shadow of a passing car, the house settling, pipes banging. But - there are other times I think you just know it's something...else.

I've had my own haunting experience - which I've detailed here. I will always remember that weekend, and no one could ever explain or talk me out of believing what happened. However, I also know people can be skeptical until they truly experience something for themselves.

I don't mind staying home alone from time to time - I chalk this up to being an only child - but I also have a wild (and slightly dramatic) imagination...also because of that. And - moving twice, to two different states, in the past year - has led to many, many, many new noises to get used to.

But, when my dog Moxie growls at (seemingly) nothing? In the middle of the day? Game changer.

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'Inactiv' customer service

'Inactiv' customer service

I have a hard time with companies who don't offer even the basics in customer service. Like, tell me when I can expect my order. Simple, I think. And, while I'm not a customer service/business professional, I am a consumer, so I know what makes me happy/what I need from a business I'm giving money to.

So. Let me tell you about a horrific - and somewhat hilarious - example of the poorest customer service I've ever experienced. And, I normally don't like to call out companies/businesses by name, but in this case - it has been years of bad customer service. Get your coffee, I'll wait. OK, ready?

So, for the past 10+ years, I've been a devout Proactiv user. It always controlled my 'oily T-zone' like nothing else could. And, for a majority of those 10+ years, I was an automatic-shipment (and pay) customer. Over the years, I've had issues with lost shipments, late shipments, overcharges and long, long waits and conversations with their customer service department.

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Fifty Shades of Monday

Fifty Shades of Monday

By now, especially if you've checked Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and any other social media accounts you use, you know that today is Monday and everyone's complaining about it.

So, let's complain, er...talk...about some random things, like strange beach behavior, horrible books and topics that just won't die.

Like being random. Anyway...

I saw a guy bring a hammer to the beach. No lie. He was a father of three, and apparently he needed a hammer to pound on top of his beach umbrella. I've never seen someone have to do that. In fact, while he was hammering away, a woman ran over to him and told him if he just wiggled the umbrella back and forth into the sand, it wouldn't blow away. But, he brushed her off and kept hammering. It was hilarious and sad. And annoying. WHO PACKS A HAMMER IN THEIR BEACH BAG? I mean, think about it. He threw in some towels, a couple books, some sunscreen, maybe a football...and a hammer.

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On the road: The good and bad

On the road: The good and bad

The road trip from Chicago to California was such a great, great experience. Despite the leg cramps and dry, itchy eyes from the constant A/C - it was the most perfect way to see the U.S.

Chicago to Lincoln, Nebraska: Flat and pretty. I mean, some of the drive was boring - but some parts were just beautiful. Farms, barns and lots of green grass. It was, in a word...'Merica. We stayed in a hotel in Lincoln - and it was probably the worst experience ever, due to dirty/stained sheets and switching rooms, BUT - we found this awesome pizza/beer place downtown, called Yia Yia's and I have no idea how to pronounce that.

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Stop calling me names

Stop calling me names

My mom flew to Chicago to help us prepare for our move. She watched Moxie as we flew to California to find a place to live, and when we got back, helped us organize a garage sale. She's the best.

One day, we went to lunch at a casual spot with a great patio, which is where we sat. The server - an early 20-something named Ashley - came over and introduced herself and asked if she could get us a drink. My mom ordered her iced tea and Ashley turned to me and said, "And for you, sweetheart?" I ordered my iced tea and Ashley went about her way.

When she brought our beverages back, she said, "Here you go, my loves" as she placed the teas on the table.

My ears had perked up at 'sweetheart' - but now they were fully open. Whenever a woman who is clearly younger than me calls me 'sweetheart', 'hun', or anything of the sort - I feel weird about it. I mean, it's just not the natural order of things. However, when a woman older than me does it, I feel warmed up inside. Especially if that older woman has a southern accent, for some reason.

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Why isn't it just called 'you're an a-hole'?

Why isn't it just called 'you're an a-hole'?

Per Wikipedia, and in short, reverse racism is defined as "a theorized condition in which discrimination against a dominant racial group in a society has taken place."

Lately, I'm hearing the term 'reverse racism' a lot. Between the ol' Nick Cannon wearing white face story, and most recently - the private school student body President imitating her white male classmates in an Instagram photo. Responses to these stories have been peppered with things like, "reverse racism isn't cool" or "this is reverse racism - just reverse the races in the story and it would be straight-up racist." 

I don't understand "reverse racism." All racism is ugly, isn't it? I mean, who cares what direction hate and discrimination goes? And, how did/do we get this way?

When a 5-year-old on a playground picks on another 5-year-old child, no matter the skin colors involved - they get reprimanded for being mean and misbehaving. They most likely don't get called 'racist.'

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