Just Misty

When I was 16- I had my life planned.  I knew exactly where I would be at each age of my future life- I was dumb and naive of course as all girls in high school can be about their future.   I thought this way: age 18-22 college, meet a man obviously, be married right before I graduate, start my job and he start his and just be living the high life 8 years before I turn 30! WOO HOO! I also thought then that I would consider having a baby close to 26 years old, this would give husband & I time to travel(the world, mind you) and enjoy each other's company before starting our family, so here I am all these great achievements before 30.  I also thought that he would have a job that could 100% financially support us because I of course, would want to be a stay at home mom.  I also thought that at 29, we would plan for baby two, unless of course the first round produced twins! Which would be so fun! (I do hope you are hearing my dry sarcasm throughout this paragraph) So again, here

Currently...in the process of creating my own website.  Don't know it's purpose, don't know why, but it seems like something fun to do with my spare time and it also gives me a need to purchase a computer (besides that I do actually blog, and my job entails blogging now, hello tax write-off!) so I hope in Feb. to walk into an Apple store and get myself a macbook. Anyway beside that- I am currently brainstorming domain names. I obviously need to work Glitter in there, because, of who I am as a person.  If you don't know me...just imagine that everything in my house including my clothes and shoes, has some sort of glimmer, shimmer, sparkle, sequin, rhinestone, or glitter involved.  And out of all those, glitter is my favorite word to describe it. Secondly- I am a spark, my mom has called me sparky, or a spark my whole life.  I can be a smart ass, a bitch, a dry individual, (don't worry I am also sweet).  My comebacks can be delayed but when they do happen, they

Ok so not a lifetime...but at least nearly a decade of first dates I have been on, that have not amounted to ANYTHING! I am sure you are like, "what's wrong with her...?" I wonder that too. Anyway, so if I were to go all the way back to high school, there would be no first dates because guess what, high school is when I had RELATIONSHIPS! How about that? Several in fact, I had...4 boyfriends. And one situation that was interesting...I mean...what happened as I got older? College hits and single-dom began part way into my freshman year.  Fun!  But not, because all I had ever known was having a boyfriend, so that was a unique, awkward part of my life where I was entering my last year as a 'teen' and trying to figure out independence.  It wasn't until my sophomore year that I branched myself out and met guys.  I am really testing my memory here but I believe I went on about 6 first dates and several other in-between...meaning, meeting a guy at a party a

You know for only being in NYC a few days, I sure have a lot of 'parts'.  But that is who I am as a person, a lot of 'parts' with a very loud mind but quiet-er demeanor.  I love me. ANYWAY-  I ended on Thursday night, after seeing my fabulous Broadway show! Friday morning rolled around.  I slept HARD Thursday night.  I am not one to sleep through people bustling around a hotel room, I generally wake up.  But I woke up at 10:00AM! My best friend had already headed to work for the day and the other two were almost ready for the day! I jumped out of bed and felt so bad for them not waking me, they said I was sleeping face planted into my pillow and they didn't want to disturb sleep that hard, ha!  Plus, we had only met the day before so, I get it, they didn't know if they should wake me or not. But anyway, I threw myself together and we headed out to find bagels, and wanted to have "Breakfast at Tiffany's".  The bagel hunt was hard!  We cou

Oh hey Monday... Like any other day after Sunday you arrive as sure as the sun coming up.  I am usually not a "case of the Mondays" person, I could care less, it's just another day of the week, it just happens to be the first one back to normality and routine after two days of sleeping in, relaxing, drinking, playing, having fun, and not thinking about work, mostly.  Any way, so usually, I don't really get bothered by a Monday. Today- much different.   I fucking hate my upstairs neighbor who may think he is a DJ because I swear all he does is march around, like legit stomping, and playing music with the loudest bass.  I have complained to my landlord more then once in 12 months and I have banged on my ceiling and walls. Last night was the icing on the cake for a mood topper.  I have a lot going on right now and I tried to go to sleep early.  Took a Benadryl(spell check wanted this word to be balladry, wtf!?) but not even that helped....sure enough, 11:30 PM ro

A very delayed finish to my "traveling blogging" that I attempted right after I returned from NYC because I did not want to miss any details! Well guess what- that is why man invented a camera.  And even better,  why Apple invented time and date stamps in  my iPhone so that I can see when and at what time of day I took my photos, and even WHERE.  The holidays happened people, I got busy at work, and quite frankly, I am seriously ADD with my blogging, it comes and goes in waves as I am sure you can tell by my timeline located on the right side of my blog.  I took like, a year break because I forgot that I blogged. WHOOPS! Anyway, back on track! I left off on my adventures of my DAY ONE in NYC.  It was a big day for me, I was exhausted, elated and alone.  But let me tell you- for my circumstance, being alone for the first several hours in NYC was the best way to do it.  I went at my own pace, I didn't have to worry about what anyone else wanted to do or didn't see.