DIY – Part 1 – Hanging Pictures

DIY – Part 1 – Hanging Pictures

So… for some reason I woke up with the URGE to do some redecorating around the house. I recently purchased some paintings and my plan was to wait until my friend or my daddy could come hang them up for me; however, I decided to just do it myself.

I can do it! LOL

It was certainly only 7:30’ish in the morning and I’m all equipped with a hammer, nails, little picture hangie-things, a meter-stick, and a vision of what I want to see happen. I even was brilliant enough to buy one of those leveler thing’a’ma’jigs with the bubble in it to make it all just right.

I have seen enough HGTV and other home makeover shows to figure all of this out… I guess. LOL.

I began to get into it… measuring and hammering. It all moved along nicely. Uber proud of myself. I spaced and hung (hanged?) a collage of paintings over my bed, two paintings in my living room and two masks that I bought years ago in Africa.

I’m well on my way to becoming a lady of the 90’s! LOL.

More on this later…

DC Cupcake Craze...

Okay so I have certainly fallen victim to the DC Cupcake Craze... There are few things greater than getting that email from Curbside Cupcakes and knowing that you are first on that days list of stops. *dreamy sigh* I've followed them on Twitter... I was friends with them on Facebook and I've signed up for personal emails to know exactly when they are approaching my desired stop. Its like heaven on wheels.



I was content with just getting a Red Velvet, Cookies and Cream, or Carrot Cake Cupcake from the Genius' who operate Curbside Cupcake. If I had to rank them my Number one choice would be Carrot Cake (Its Freakin AWESOME!!!) Then Cookies and Cream and finally Red Velvet.

I was happy with just one weekly cupcake supplier... but of course the story continues.

Along came CakeLove.



They had the nerve to put a beautiful CakeLove in the National Harbor... less than 20 mins away from my house. As If?!?!?!!! I now don't have to wait for a van to come deliver my cupcakes at work and stand outside in a line in what could be Freezing Cold or Scorching Hot weather... You actually invented a store that I can drive to and wait comfortably in line to fulfill all of my cupcake needs??? It won't end well.

A friend of mine told me that CakeLove had DRY cupcakes. So of course I had to go and try them out for myself.... It was love at first bite. OMG!!! PERFECT Cream Cheese Icing on the Red Velvet. I could barely contain my happiness. A fat girls paradise. I was so smitten. How did I go almost 30 years without experiencing such joy. It made love to my tastebuds. Ahhhhhhh....

Although the actual cupcake was indeed a little dry... the awesomeness that is their perfect cream cheese icing MORE than made up for it. I don't like any flavor except Red Velvet from CakeLove... Their carrot cake was way too spiced and uber carroty.

And finally there is Hello Cupcake... In Dupont Circle.

My Friends and I went through HELL and Highwater to get to Hello Cupcake one day... We rode the slowest metro ever... Walked ALL the way UP the broken escalators at Dupont Circle Metro Station and promptly got lost looking for the metro after receiving said cupcakes.

In My opinion, Hello Cupcakes are OVERRATED. I didn't like any of the options that were presented to me. Totally not worth the effort that we made to get there. The Carrot Cake was just plain Nasty to me. Uber disappointment. I'd much rather eat a pre-packaged store bought cupcake from Hostess or something.

I still have plans to try Red Velvet Cupcake in DC and Georgetown Cupcakes (who now have a show on TLC - DC Cupcakes) My friends and I will go on some sort of field trip soon to taste test at these locations.

So to the assumingly skinny chicks to exposed me to such a cupcake fad... My hips hate you!

More on this later!

From the Bottom of my Heart...

Okay so I've been mentally preparing myself to say goodby to my supervisor who is relocating to the Philippines. I thought that I was ready for this event but have learned the hard way that I was certainly NOT. I have never cried more... My make-up is a mess and I'm convinced I rubbed my eyebrows off on her shoulder when we hugged. You never know how much of an impact a person has made on your life until you are watching them walk out of it. I knew she and I had a special bond... but I didn't know I cared so much. I'm usually the chick who is nonchalont in her relationships and keeps a wall up as to not let people get too close, but clearly not this time. My heart is heavy even now... even though I know that this move for her is for the best. I'm happy for this new journey that her life is taking her on... but selfishly wish that she would stay her and supervise me until I retire. LOL. She taught me that whenever possible, you should choose your supervisor... and I believe I chose her at the same time she was choosing me.

I never got to tell her that I admired her... or that I looked up to her and wished I could follow in her footsteps. I never got to say that she was amazingly fashion forward! I never got to let her know that she will forever have a place in my heart and that I am eternally grateful that she took a chance with me. I hope she knows that I was her #1 fan and that I will work throughout my years striving to be as respected and adored as she is.

So to you Ms. Steele... the tears are drying and my smile is returning. I'll remember the fond days that we shared in the office and pray that you will do the same. I'll wait patiently for the email to come from you, inviting me to come do a rotation in Manila. :o)

From the Bottom of my heart... Thank you!

Week One: Facebook Free

So... Its been a full week and I don't feel any sort of desire to log back into my Facebook acct yet. My MVP tells me that I'm missing some sort of action... and that there is some sort of nostalgia to be appreciated on line since that was the starting point of our reconnection in life. I guess its pretty true about it only taking 72 hours to break a habit. Who knew!?!?!!

I have however brought on a full new love for Degrassi. I am 4 episodes away from completing the Every Degrassi Ever Marathon!! Obsessed much??? This is like 90210 meets Saved by the Bell. I kinda love it... all the while feeling like I'm WAY TOO BIG! LOL. I mean why wouldn't I shed tears when JT got stabbed or gasp when Jimmy got shot in his back. Oh well. It all ends today... until Monday when Degrassi BOILING Point begins!!! *pelvic thrusts*

I'm pretty pissed I couldn't become as obsessed with going to the gym or eating right as easily as I did with this TEEN Nick TV Show. LOL. I'll give it another go and try to have the same fire in my being that I had when I knew that there were 6 eps of Degrassi TNG waiting on my DVR for me. LOL.

More on this later...

Metro Horror Stories Part 1

Okay so today one of my friends from work got the brilliant idea that we should go get a birthday surprise for one of our co-workers. We had to travel near the Dupont Circle Metro Station.... Sounded like an excellent idea at the time... I was all for it. And so it begins...

My smile started turning into a frown when we got to Metro Center and had to wait a full day for the next train to arrive. Thanks to whoever invented non rush hour train schedules. Hmmmph!

All seemed to go great as we rode our two dainty stops to Dupont Circle. We had seats together... everyone laughing and joking ready to make magic happen.

We exit the train and hear a very loud intrusive voice over the intercom saying "All Escalators on this side are broken... if you want to ride you need to go to the North Side" So we stop in our tracks and contemplate our next move. No one knows where the North Side is... We know that our destination is right across the street from the exit we are at, so lets just go for it.

Baaaaby let me tell you... the devil was pleased at my thoughts as we approached the escalators that we were about to walk up... stair by stair... for what looked like an eternity. I wish I had taken a picture... but I found one online that did this monster some justice.

All I could do when I saw it was laugh... because I was certain that there was no way my big behind was gonna make up those steps alive.... lo and behold I made it tho... the last one in my group... wheezing like the end of my days had arrived. I'm sure I left my spleen on that escalator somewhere....

So to the metro maintenence guy that allowed all three escalators on what is likely called the South Side of Dupont Circle station to break down all at the same time... I would like you to know that you make my life hurt and my shins are still cussing you out even now!

Good Day

Farewell to Facebook...

Okay so I'm doing this whole new mature approach at life and want to cut back on what I feel are wasters of time... First to go was my Facebook Account. This may be at temporary thing... but we'll see how things play itself out. I guess any Social Networking site that my PARENTS are on can't really be that cool anyway...

I was never ADDICTED to Facebook or any other social networking site... Well at least I didn't think I was. My body is somehow telling me another story though!

It's only Day 2 and already I can feel my loins aching to go and plow my fields of love on Farmville. My palms are itching to go dig for buried miracles on Treasure Isle. And of course, my mind is yearning to go win 200 bonus points on Family Fued. Its cool though. I already feel a little less consumed with the internet thugs and e-battles that I read about daily.

What really burns me up is that I was driving and listening to Trey Songz singing about his Jupiter Love and got the BEST idea for a status update. I mechanically reached for my phone to text this genius verse as my new facebook statues and remembered that I left that life behind me. So Suckful.

So since my social networking days are currently behind me, I'll just sing it to y'all...

"Don't you be afraid to let me elevate you... Welcome you to super.. duper...Jupiter Love"

It really doesn't have the same effect as when you post it to your facebook status knowing that HE will read it and believe that it was written just for him... Ahhh well. I guess the Joke is still on Me.

More on this later...