by Mojito Maven on April 30, 2009
Yep, ‘blah’ definitely sums up how I feel right now.
I have no idea what is wrong with me. Apparently I am in a month-long funk (hence my recent desire to get another tattoo and dye my hair).
I just feel so uninspired lately which is why I have not really been posting. Instead my mind has been focused on other things.
Can I blame this all on the constant change in weather?
If you have an idea for a blog post for me, PLEASE let me know. I am feeling rather helpless. Otherwise, I will be back when my funk subsides.
by Mojito Maven on April 27, 2009
Mine have been particularly vivid recently and not necessarily in a good way.
Usually Mr. Mojito has a starring role in some fashion. Occasionally I dream we are having an ‘intimate moment’, other times I dream he has just broken up with me and I am devastated, sometimes I dream that he is in love with someone else and I keep trying to win him over, and more often than not I have dreams we are doing something totally ridiculous like arguing over produce in the grocery store while I am wearing a bathing suit and he is in a tuxedo.
Typically if I do not dream of Mr. M, then I usually dream about a faceless person who is familiar while I am dreaming but would not be able to tell him from Adam if I were actually conscious. Other times it is a famous celebrity (cue Jake Gyllenhaal, George Clooney, or Matt Damon). BUT then sometimes it is someone totally familiar…
Take last night for example. Last night I had a dream about one of my ex-boyfriends…from freshman year of high school. Talk about strange.
When this happens I feel a mixture of panic, embarrassment, and guilt. Why am I dreaming about someone else that is not my husband (and more importantly, why am I dreaming about an EX-boyfriend even if we have not spoken in 4 years)? What does this mean? Is this some twisted sub-conscious crap coming to the surface? I know I love my husband down to my core so I have no idea why I am having dreams about ANYONE else but him, let alone someone from my past.
Is anyone else willing to fess up that they have dreams about someone else besides their spouse or am I a freak of nature?
by Mojito Maven on April 22, 2009
I think every person has a physical aspect about themselves that they love. For me it is my natural blond hair (although it is slightly getting less platinum blond with age). I think it is because my hair is one of my most defining features. Heck, one of my many nicknames is Goldilocks for crying out loud.
Call it a quarter century crisis, living life on the “wild side”, or what the heck ever, but I am thinking of dying my hair…Deep. Chocolate. Brown.
Of course this scares me to death. Will I have the courage to actually do it? Will this change who I am? Will I hate it and cry? Will it destroy my natural color? What will it look like once it starts to grow out?
And then the panic sets in and I lose all my nerve.
So, dear readers, what are your thoughts?
(a) Are you insane? Why would you ever touch natural blond hair with brown hair dye? Leave it alone. You look best as a blond.
(b) Suck it up and grow a pair. It is just hair and it will grow out.
(c) Other
by Mojito Maven on April 21, 2009
I am NOT a morning person. It is a good day if I get to work before 9am.
This week I have a HUGE customer meeting that starts at 8am and goes until 5pm with no breaks. As a result, I had to be at work at 7:15am to prepare…with my hair done…in a dress…and heels. If you know me you know this NEVER happens.
I was feeling proud of myself until one of the women in the meeting snickered at me and said, “Whoa, if I did not know any better I would say you were training for the Hippie Olympics your leg hair is so long.”
Really? The Hippie Olympics? I shaved my legs on Saturday so I doubt my leg hair is so long that it would constitute that kind of statement.
So I forgot to shave my legs this morning. Get off my back. I am sure she has been guilty of this too.
It was 6am when I got in the shower and the least of my concerns was making sure my legs were silky smooth. Instead I was attempting to wash my hair while I stayed standing and coherent at a seriously ungodly hour.
by Mojito Maven on April 20, 2009
Today’s post is not going to be witty, happy, funny, or sarcastic…it just is.
I have mentioned before that I am a Colorado native displaced in Dallas, TX. What I have failed to mention is that I am from Littleton…home of the Columbine High School shooting that killed 12 students and a teacher, as well as wounding 23 others, before those responsible committed suicide.
Many of you will never know what it feels like to have part of your life and community ripped apart by a school shooting and I am forever jealous…and for those of you that do, know you have a kindred spirit in me.
It is so easy to go on day to day pushing memories you would rather forget into a black hole…until you meet someone and they ask about your past. You tell them a brief history of your life, including where you were born, and then you wait for it…
Even now, 10 years later, you can see it in their eyes they want to ask the one question that should be off limits…were you there?
I do have my own story to tell…one that I am not quite ready to share, and for those of you that know my story, you hold a special piece of my heart that very few have.
I think it should also be known that I did not attend Columbine, but I had several friends that were students…one friend in particular that was not so lucky. She spent over a month in the hospital from the shrapnel that scarred over 70% of her body. She cannot push her memories into a black hole. She has to look at them daily. We were only 15.
Today I ask that you please remember those lives that were lost 10 years ago at Columbine and all of the other lives and communities that were torn apart in similar shootings like that of Virginia Tech.
by Mojito Maven on April 16, 2009
You know, in the trashy romance novel sense…highly sexually provocative.
I am not sure how many of you are avid romance novel readers, but honestly I have never been interested or seen the appeal in those sort of books so I have yet to read one (mostly because the story line is less than stellar).
Well that was before I got bored Monday night because Mr. Mojito is out of town on business AGAIN and I had nothing to read (remember when I read the entire Sookie Stackhouse series in a week?).
Yes, I could have picked my lazy butt off the couch and went to Barnes and Noble looking for something new to read, but instead I finally broke down and started reading a piece of Twilight fan fiction that I kept hearing about all over blog land (in my defense I did not know that this piece of fan fiction was so sexually intense and graphic).
The character names and location are the same as Twilight, but the actual story line is COMPLETELY different. There are no vampires, werewolves, or Jacob.
I have mentioned before that I was not a huge Twilight fan in general so I took this piece of fan fiction with a grain of salt and did not take it seriously. I started reading it Monday night simply out of curiosity. After the first two chapters I thought the author was seriously nuts, but I kept reading.
By the time I went to bed last night I had become completely addicted (and the story is not even finished yet). Wide Awake is in no way a trashy romance novel, yet it is definitely NC-17 rated (hence my reference to smut). There are love scenes between Edward and Bella that caused my jaw to drop to the floor, blush all over, and made me feel like a mix between a complete prude and raging hormonal teenager…YET I CANNOT STOP READING IT (sometimes several times).
Edward also swears A LOT (I mean A LOT) and is pretty crude.
Wide Awake is seriously the most addicting, psychologically deep, sexually intense, touching, and emotion raising story I have read in a LONG time (no, I would not exactly call it an AMAZING piece of literature, but for what it is the story is great). This story has so many different facets that sometimes it is hard to keep up.
Yes, I realize this is ridiculous…and embarrassing…and pathetic….oh well.
If more trashy romance novels (or even the Twilight series itself) were written like this I think I would have a new favorite genre.
Do not say I did not warn you.
by Mojito Maven on April 15, 2009
I have a tattoo. It is a small Christian fish in an UN-Christian like place (use your imagination).
Does that make me hypocritical? Possibly.
Do I care? Not particularly.
For the past few weeks I have been itching to get another one.
I want one on the top of my foot above my right pinky toe or on the underside of my foot. I want it to either be my favorite phrase or my first initial.
I know people are divided in regards to placing something permanent on their bodies. Some find it not their taste, others love them, and some even think they are trashy (hence the phrase “tramp stamp”).
I think they can be tastefully done and a great form of personal expression.
Do you have a tattoo? If so, what is it and where is it? If you do not have one would you consider getting one?
by Mojito Maven on April 13, 2009
Welcome to my new home on the Internet! Creating this site has been a true labor of love, but I am thrilled with how it turned out.
If you currently subscribe to or follow my old blog and want to continue reading my rants, ramblings, and raves about whatever pops into my head, then you will need to subscribe to this site and remove my old blog from your follower list and subscriptions (the subscribe button can be found in the right hand corner of my blog underneath the header). Also, please do not forget to update your blogroll!!
Besides the fact that I need to add my blog name and tagline to the header (which should be done this weekend), my new site is finally ready.
Getting the new site up and running has completely consumed my life for the past week and a half.
First and foremost I have to say a HUGE THANK YOU to Mr. Mojito. He made this site possible. Thank you honey for spending countless hours setting it up and fixing the mass amounts of problems we experienced. I wish there were a thousand words for love…
Also, I have to say thank you to Ami at EAD and Nina. You have both been such great resources and friends while I was pulling my hair out and cursing at the computer trying to get this site ready.
Image c/o Lisa sParks
by Mojito Maven on April 13, 2009
Is it bad that after Easter brunch Mr. Mojito and I went to see the new Fast & Furious movie and that I actually liked it? I am going to blame my inner teenager who still has a crush on Paul Walker.
It is not exactly your typical Easter Sunday movie, but whatever. I think even JC would appreciate the action and cars.
P.S. For those that asked, I did try the gelfite fish, and it was, in fact, disgusting.
by Mojito Maven on April 9, 2009
Tonight I am celebrating Passover with Mr. Mojito’s family. One of the traditions of Passover is to eat gelfite fish during the Seder.
What is gelfite fish?
It is a disgusting fish patty sold in glass jars and packed in jelly made from fish broth.
In traditional recipes for gefilte fish, the fish is first deboned. Next, the fish is ground together with eggs, onions, flour, and matzoh meal or challah until it is a fine paste. The paste is then stuffed into the skin of the deboned fish, giving it the name gefilte or “stuffed”. The whole stuffed fish is then boiled with carrots and onions.
Wait, that does not sound appealing to you? Do not worry, it sounds revolting to me too.
My husband swears that gelfite fish is really good. I am going to have to disagree.
