California Dreamin’ & Halloween

Hey guys! So after a tumultuous two weeks at my job Bazoodles Incorporated, I am taking a well deserved and much needed vacation to Sunny California! This will be my second time going and it’s not a moment too soon. I’m crazy excited to see all my gorgeous friends and  eat ridiculous amounts of tacos and other things that NYC kinda has but like, not really because there are other places that have stuff that’s way more authentic.

Hmm, what else has been going on? I had some friends over for Halloween (my fav holiday beside all the other ones). I was in full fledged ridiculous mode ie. I made them play Murderer. Yes,  I know! It’s the most fun ever!!  Okay, the short explanation of how to play goes a little something like this:

The players consist of 1 Murderer, 1 Narrator and however many other  Investigators. You count how many people are present and cut up pieces of paper to write the various descriptions on and put them in a hat or bag. Everyone takes a slip and they will then know who they are. The investigators have to guess who the murderer is!

Omg, so it’s way more fun when there are like 17 people playing. I only had 6 and everyone was yelling at me to stop trying to make them play it. Hey, you’re in my house so we’re playing MY games. The best part was when everyone yelled. They were so mad!

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Where a kid can be a kid?

I went to Toys R Us on Sunday to return this freaking thing that I got.

It's an alarm clock/radio/iPod charger except I don't have an iPod, I have an iPhone. So the girl who sold it to me swore up and down it would work for iPhone and even slipped up and said "This came out before they had the iPhone..um." I could've walked away but I really thought I needed and alarm clock and it was marked down significantly.

Then I bought the damn thing and surprise, surprise it didn't work for the iPhone. So yesterday after a coaching and delicious Arepas from Empanada Mama, my friend Joe and I fought through the crowds of ridiculous tourists to get back to Toys R Us to return it and maybe take a stroll through the Barbie Dream House, and if we had time, go to Candy Land.

Not only was the customer service agent rude, she was a cariciture. Seriously, I felt like I was on a Mad TV sketch. She told me that I couldn't get my money back for electronics. Sorry, I didn't know this was common knowledge...oh wait, it isn't ho, so don't make me jump behind that counter.

I shortly thereafter realized that perhaps my anger was misdirected and that it is the sales rep who weaseled me in to the purchase in the first place. Eventually I got a store credit (awesome...) and the ID for the sales rep. That's right girl, I'm gonna get you...!!

Okay, also?

Omg, hello.

Yes, I know "Where have you been?" or "I haven't read a post from you in AGES!" or "You've got something in your teeth!" or "Nope, it's still in there!" and finally "Oh okay, you got it."

Listen, you know how it is, you get a day job, you still try to be an opera singer and juggling is difficult etc. etc. But now I'm back, and hopefully blogging daily.

I went to the gym yesterday for the first time in a while. I'd gone to other gyms in the city but not specifically the Park Slope Crunch. There was a new guy at the front desk so he wouldn't recognize me no matter what. When he checked me in, he glanced at the computer and said "UM?" as I turned the corner to walk up the stairs. I doubled back to see if there was a problem. And he was all like "No, it's um, it's nothing" and I was like "What's wrong dude?" and he's like "It's just...you haven't been here in a while..." Oh good! Let everyone in the gym know!

So, I was there to try out Zumba once and for all and I've got to say, it's really fun! It was just like doing a whole bunch of dances and a lot of booty popping, which happens to be one of the only dances I've mastered. The instructor was this fiesty, short and lean Latino guy named Will and he kicked all our asses. When I tried to take a small break he jogged over to me and was like "YOU GOT TA DO BETTA DAN DAT HUNNY!" And proceeded to gyrate in front of me until I matched his speed of gyration.

The highlight of the hour was when they turned on Jam by MJ. I was tired as hell but I felt like I needed to dance and sing the entire song just because it was MJ. That song literally gave me life.

Needless to say I'm sore as hell today, and I'm going again tomorrow at 7:15pm.

Thanks for reading!
Lah