Yesterday, the strangest, well maybe not the strangest, but one of those things that happens so rarely it catches you off guard. My husband called me on my way home and asked to take me to my favorite restaurant for dinner. Normally, he’s mister here are your options and the place I love is never on that list. Since he is off today, he picked the place he knew I would love. I love it when he does stuff like that. If only I knew how to magically make that happen all the time. ha!

My grandmother always says its best not to mention something until its resolved so I guess now is the perfect time to bring it up, right? I’ve been meaning to blog about this for a while and I need to flush it out. After what I’m politely calling ‘the incident’, there was an argument. A big one. One where I got so angry, I honestly could not control it. That was the scariest thing for me. Everything I said was just coming from the absolute wrong place. Mixed messages? I was sending a truckload. Apologies have been made, and things have since cooled down and after some wise advice from mi hermana, Daisy, I’m learning a very valuable lesson. Protecting my marriage. I never thought I was doing the opposite, but after that argument, its exactly what I was doing.

I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me back it up a bit. The day after the incident, I waited for an apologetic phone call, an explanation, something. I didn’t get it. He called me and asked me boring work stuff, but never apologized. It did upset me. I wasn’t asking for an apology directly, but I was expecting one. Why do women think men are mind readers? I told my co-worker about the incident and she made me realize something very powerful. Am I part of the problem before me? I always say you’re either part of the problem or part of the solution, but that’s when I’m talking to others who refuse to work something out directly. Not myself. She put a big mirror in front of me and forced me to look at it. She’s spent time with me and my husband and sees how we are around one another. She told me she knew he loved me and I about died. I was so angry with someone and yet that simple reminder made me tear up. Even after hearing that, I was still angry.

For all the right reasons, I want children. I’m sure like wanting a husband, when I least expect it, it will happen, but I’ve never been a patient person. The lack of activities + catching him in the act bothered me something fierce. All I saw was red. While at work, I called up a guy friend. Truth be told, we have dated before, but it was never anything serious. Timing always got the best of us. He was older, I was young. I was a PYT at 21 when I met him. He really is a great guy, and I wish I knew someone for him. He’s always helped me see the guy perspective, tell me when I’m being absolutely ridiculous, and he reminds me of my husbands age in the funniest way possible. So we made plans to discuss the incident over a drink after work.

While on the way, I saw my husband calling, but since he didn’t tell me what I wanted to hear earlier the war was underway. I met my friend and we had a drink, then one more. Then he wanted something to eat, so we went to some spot nearby. A spot I thought was safe. I didn’t want to be caught in anything suspicious by my mother in law. I thought I was being careful. You know that saying, we make plans and God laughs. Totally true, kids. Out of nowhere, this lady comes up to me. I’ve only met her/interacted with her a handful of times. I still can’t remember her name, and if you had her in a line-up I’d be full of fail then too.

“Are you Lorie?”

Yes.

“Are you ok?”

I probably looked a hot mess. My hair was up, and make-up was not on point, but I replied, Yes.

I don’t remember her introducing herself, and I for whatever non-polite reason, didn’t introduce her to my friend. 007 style she called my husband to report my whereabouts. I wasn’t doing anything controversial, talking/laughing with a guy friend, but she was going to report it anyways. Within minutes my husband called me. Now he was mad. He wanted me home lickety split.  Random eyewitness was still there so I waited until she left, then headed home. I felt like a lil kid out after the streetlights came on, and I’m 30 years old.

I got home, and it was on. War of words. I’m still mad at myself for the things I said. And of course, like a genius, I asked him if he even wanted kids in the middle of this ridiculous argument. I’m acting like I need an exorcism and asking this question? What was I thinking? Of course he said no. This turned my world upside down. He lied to a priest? He lied to me? What am I doing? We needed time apart and took the weekend to get over ourselves.

There was texting, no talking. I apologized first for probably the first time in my adult life. That Monday night we talked it all out. I wrote a long letter stating all the things that were bothering me and things that I should’ve said in a better way the Friday before. He read it and we discussed everything and have agreed that we will work on it and make it better. I believe that and I’m holding onto it. The activity department is back to honeymoon, or what should’ve been honeymoon status. We talk more, I listen and its amazing what you can accomplish when you try. We had a fancy dinner last Wednesday and he had my undivided attention for two hours. We dressed up and it was wonderful. Last night was a little more lowkey, but we did enjoy each others company. I’m happier, ladies. This is coming from my real place. I love my husband.

My name is Lorie and I have neglected my blog. I’m hoping to come back with a fabulous entry so without further delay, here I go….

Work has been crazy busy. I definitely miss my goof-off time where I can read, blog and comment on all of you lovely bloggers. I miss my beauty blog reading and usual fun times during the day. I try to read at night and no such luck most days. My mindless reality TV addiction kicks in and I find that harder to fight. Betheny, Jersey, Teen Mom anyone? I love my shows. I also love True Blood, The Real L Word, and whatever other shows I happen to catch. I’ve been seriously considering changing cable providers just so I can record more than 2 shows at a time. Hubs would probably prefer we just had more than 1 TV, but since we only live in a 1 bedroom, I do not want a TV in the bedroom. le sigh.

My older brother is moving overseas. I keep telling myself he’s not my father, or anything like him, but this dream of working overseas was definitely something my Dad fulfilled around the same age. I’m so totally going to miss my niece/nephews if/when he goes.  I’ll definitely miss putting make-up on my niece. She’s such a good model, right?

Crazy office boss is still driving me batty. If I could just tie her to her chair to make her sit down for 5 friggity minutes and work, I’d be happy. If anything, it’d keep her from marching into my office with a sticky note demanding an answer on something every 2 seconds. I just wish I could ask her 1 teensy little question every now and again w/o the usual freak out mode, brush off. I don’t come to her for anything, so when I do, I definitely expect more than what she’s been giving me lately. ugh!

I’m seriously addicted to Bobo Fish lately. Must. Stop. Playing.

I went to my first home buying seminar not too long ago. Budgeting/documenting/journaling stage right now. Seems like such an overwhelming journey.

Going gambling with the family tomorrow. It’s my Lita’s bday and she does love to gamble. I’m always thankful for some mom/brother time.

On the make-up front, I was playing again with some color contacts/red eye shadows. Here’s the look I came up with. I’ve always wanted to know what I’d look like with blue eyes. Let’s see shall we?

Not sure if I like it, but it’s good for when I don’t want to look at my usual honey browns.

The other day I was cruising around and took this next pic, black and white and all attitude.

My co-worker’s bf reminds me of Dave Chapelle. Don’t believe me? Check him out.

A couple weeks ago was a bday for one of my bestie’s. Of course we went out to celebrate. She’s so babealicious.

She was even wearing a tiara that said Birthday Babe. LOL!

Of course, being the chatty Kathy that I am, I met some random guy, who added me on facebook. His statuses are priceless. Things like, “I’m going for a run, where are my cheerleaders?” Hilarious!

More of the attendees. This girl surprised me with her age. I still don’t believe it. She kept calling me sweetheart all night. Made her sound older….but she’s 25.

Another lovely lady. I adore her. She is soo funny. You can tell in this pic.

We went to the ladies not too long after this pic was taken and she got all mad (drunk mad, but mad). Her make up was not on point and she was mad we didn’t take her to the ladies sooner to fix it. LOL, my kind of girl, right?

Shots, anyone? Not for the bday babe, she can’t handle it.

My long nails. I miss them already. I had to cut them shorter. One cracked and I can’t have 9 gorgeous long nails w/1 stub.

Lychee martinis oh how I miss thee.

Another hot nail color on my nails. This color is shocking orange in person, but I love it.

Another shiny make-up face. Love my falsies.

Obviously need some lipstick, but it’s pics like this that make me so happy I don’t look 30.

Attention Beauty Readers, here is a review for the beloved My Beaty Diary Masks.

I went to my favorite little Asian market last Friday and I squealed in delight when I saw these lil gems waiting for me. They even had a lil guide as to what all the masks are intended for. Lavender for calming, sensitive skin, Q10 for aging skin, etc. I picked up 2 different masks. I got the Q10 and a white rose mask whose name escapes me. I’ve only tried the Q10 mask so this review is intended to highlight that mask. Each box has about 10 masks which I thought was a pretty good deal. I made sure to wash/exfoliate my face prior to applying this mask so I could get the maximum effect. The mask itself fits perfectly on my face and the amount of serum on the mask is almost too much. I liked how moist/supple it left my skin. The biggest highlight is that it almost healed my pimply area near my chin overnight. This mask is intended to aid in cell reproduction, collagen, elasticity. I definitely received all those benefits as well, but healing my chin was an extra bonus. It felt like those buggers were never going away.

I’m sold. I will definitely continue adding these masks to my beauty routine. Anyone ever try these masks?

Feeling way too damn happy today. Someone needs to bring me back down to non cloud nine status. I’m sure my perkiness is going to upset someone today. I think I can also testify that my happiness may or may not have something to do with GI being on vacation this week. LOL!

I had a fab weekend with some fabulous ladies and hubs has been super wonderful lately.

I came home one day last week and he had rearranged the living room furniture. My make-up studio section of the living room was moved/expanded. Bonus! He even gave me one of the bigger tables to stow all my stuff. Did I mention that he cleaned my area as well? I squealed in delight when I saw that. Another day I came home and he was scrubbing the tub. I know he was off that day, but dang, I was impressed. I’m so glad that the first 2 years of our marriage are behind us. I feel like we’re FINALLY hitting the sweet spot of our marriage and I’m loving it. Expectations are being met/exceeded and its such a wonderful feeling.

I better get my happy butt back to work. On a side note, I saw an old boss over the weekend. I was in the gay part of town and he was with another dude. Mind you, he’s married and with child, so color me surprised. I had to do a double take to see if it was him. His gorgeous face is undeniable so I know it was him, but man, I wanted to be wrong. There were no yuppie bars in the area that he “could’ve” been at so I’m pretty sure some bamchickawowow was going on. I don’t think he recognized me, or if he did, he was probably hoping I didn’t recognize him.

So my best friend got married. She was absolutely beautiful and while I don’t have pics to share just yet, she was gorgeous! Oh wait, I do have one. Here it is….

Can’t even see the henna tattoos we covered with leg makeup now can you. I love love loved her dress. It was more of a mermaid style and it was beautiful on her. Words can’t express how much I love this woman as my sister. I loved seeing her soo happy, meeting her beau and I was so happy to have hubs there for the weekend as well. Heavenly.

Vacation was a blur but it was fun. I started with the wedding, came back for Father’s day with my stepdad. Love spending time with the family. Monday we went to Galveston and swam in a beautiful pool because our hotel was a sister hotel and they let us have top notch pool access. Bonus! Came back only to go to Austin to have like a field trip with hubs’ brother. I came back to work refreshed and I love that feeling.

Mumsy has been bugging about a house. She’s told me pretty clearly that I can’t leave this task to Cowboy and that I need to take the reins, so to speak. I have to be a grown up now? Ugh. I am 30 after all. My bday was wonderful. We had dinner with our pals from Austin. Her bday is the same as mine, but she is a year older than me. Ha! So much fun. Dinner was soooo yummy. Sahel, ever been to Pele Pele in Vintage park? It’s so lovely. South African food = yum!

So my vacation left me with 3 (4) day work weeks in a row. I’m so boss. So glad tomorrow is Friday. You just don’t even know.

On the work front, Cowboy has been promoted. Yay! I’m very proud of him, and I’m hoping this is a good move for him. He’s happier so that’s all I could really ask for, right?

The weather here has been dreadful. Rain, humid, muggy. Yuck. Hubs is coming to bed now and it is only 8:30. Boo!

What does an overachiever do while on vacation? Friggity work. I can’t count on Captain Ridiculous for much, so I’m working on vacation. Whoopididoo!

I had a rocky start. Data miner aka old boss likes to set up projects in the most complicated manner possible. It makes it easier for him and ridonk for everyone else. I needed to know what stores are in what market, but his file is set up to where I have to go into each friggity market to see a list of stores whereas I just want the master friggity list and don’t have to guess which market their in. Make sense? Probably not, but whatevs. Swoon came in to save the day and sent me what I needed.

Lately the office antics have settled down. Sales rally went off without a hitch and really, that was all I wanted. I wanted a happy sales team, fun/games and motivated for the summer season. My FCW helped out and we knocked it out of the park. My favorite part? Bubblegum snowcones. Gotta love FCW for wanting a snow cone machine. That was the bestest. I’m such a kid, I know.

This weekend is a very special wedding and I’m so looking forward to that. It’s going to be marvelous. As I wait for my plane to board, I work. I usually just dick around, but nope, I’m working. Well except for this, right? I needed a mental break from my alt-tab hell of flipping between files to get the data from slot a to b. Ugh. One day, I’ll figure out how to make this software work for me. One day.

Hasta, lovelies. My vacation has officially begun!

I’ve always wanted to go balls out with the make-up and today is the lucky day. I used a fishnet stocking to get the effect, and of course my favorite lipstick on the planet, MAC’s Show Orchid. I can’t even remember all the eyeshadows I used for this look and filming a tutorial would’ve meant I would look like a ridiculous bandit ala Nicholas Cage in Raising Arizona. Gotta love that movie, right? Anywho, here’s the pic and I hope you fellow make-up lovers enjoy. I’m almost 30 BTW.

Thank you baby Jesus for being a woman. I also want to thank my fellow youtubers who put tutorials for looks like this out there. Love you lovelies!

Seriously, it’s been too long. I don’t even want to bullet, I want this to be an epic mind dump.

First off, because I seriously lay in bed thinking of it, can we please plug the effing oil leak in the Gulf soon? As in yesterday? I’d like to be able to rest easy knowing that my unborn kid(s) are going to be able to swim and frolic in the beaches I almost felt safe to swim in growing up. As we say at work all the time and it still cracks me up, just jickydo it. Seriously, jickydo is a phrase at work. It means pull something out of your ass and roll with it. Sometimes, I’m asked for the unbelievably ridiculous and I’m expected to do it in are you dreaming time frames. Jickydoing things is necessary. So if someone asks you to do something ridiculous and in are you dreaming time frames, jickydo it. In fact, promise that you’re going to be jickydoing it and I’ll be happy. Jickydo for the win, guys.

In other news, my bff is getting married. SOON. Her wedding is set for June 19th and I cannot be happier for her. I haven’t met the guy yet, but seeing my bff in a wedding dress brought tears to my eyes. She is going to be such a beautiful bride. I’d show you pics, but isn’t that bad luck or something? Those that have my cell, I’ll text you pics. She is soooo gorgeous! Her mom is being a tad ridonkulous in that she wants to serve pork/beer at a Muslim wedding. That isn’t jickydoing, that is trying to ruin your daughter’s one and only special day. I’m going to be there early as in two days before for the wedding to ensure that my bff’s day is not ruined. I don’t care if I have to pour water on the pig while she’s trying to roast it, but I’m not going to let mama be ridic. Cowboy won’t be able to go unless he surprises me and just shows up. Surely mama would back down if 6’5″ Cowboy gave her his crazy eyes, right? Makes me think twice when he tells me no with those mean baby blues staring back.

He’s finally learned that if he wants something, he doesn’t need to ask, just throw me in the truck (not literally) and tell me we’re going to x and this is going to happen. I work much better that way for some reason. Leadership works with me and him leading the way is pretty hot. *sigh* but don’t get me started with that. Oh my. Last night we went to eat Mexican food which normally isn’t my fave, but his technique worked. When we got home, we had some slamming activities and he said something like, you like the way that worked out? I didn’t ask, it just happened? Yes, Cowboy. I do. Hallelujah. Thank you baby Jesus!

Work front, things are good. Office boss is showing her true colors. True colors as in she doesn’t work and me and fav co-worker do everything. True, we’re movers/shakers, but can office boss contribute SOMETHING? Today’s latest adventure was epic. I’ll save that for a protected post. It’ll involve tickets.

Home front. Had pedi day with mumsy on Saturday. I miss our time together and getting that one on one time with her is always special. It usually only happens when the rest of the family is in turmoil though. One of my cousins recently found out he had a brother. How he didn’t know is still strange to me, but my mom busted out that gem. His world is rocked, but I think things are finally starting to make sense to him now. I was 9 when I found out I had an older brother, and even then I was sad about it. I remember all the time before that wishing I had an older brother. By the time I found out, I was already on my I’m the oldest kick and finding out someone was older shook me. I do love him though. My niece/nephews are heaven. HEAVEN. My younger nephew is perfection. He wanted to ride in my car recently and him in the front seat with his John Deere boots  not able to touch the ground is something I will never forget. He felt like the coolest kid in school. He couldn’t see over the dash but he loved being in my front seat. Loved that moment. My younger brother, 28, is living at home with my mom now. He quit his job, is going back to school and will hopefully finally have his degree soon. He’s a mess right now. He was a mentor in high school to younger high school kids. Why he can’t be a mentor to the above mentioned cousin and or his own younger brother I will never know. I called him on it at dinner last week. I usually go for the jugular when he’s resistant with me. My cousin, has a kid and he’s 21. He doesn’t do the best job taking care of him, but he works, provides for his kid the best way he can. I’m proud of him for his small effort. Being 21 and having a kid could’ve been my brother. That was my jugular hit. I didn’t use it, but man, did I want to. Those years in debate taught me to go to for the kill, but I couldn’t. He is my brother after all. My kid brother is going to be 18 this summer. He has a gf. It’s the cutest thing ever. I took him/his gf/Cowboy to a baseball game over the weekend. I like seeing her interested in my brother. She’s genuinely interested in his interests, gifts, talents, abilities. She’s cerebral too. Not the typical OMG, I need to update my twitter right now and text so and so. She is into my brother and I love that. Before my brother and I picked her up for the game, I took him to CVS and bought him some gum. True, this is probably the first dating advice I’ve ever given him, but I hope he follows through on it. I remember my first bf, and man, wish I had the balls to buy him some gum. LOL. My brother’s breath is fine, but I knew there’d be food at the game and I didn’t want him to be stuck with onion breath. That good night kiss is crucial, yo.

Finally, I’m turning 30 soon. As in 20 days. These are my last 20 days in my 20s. I’ve been in good spirits lately. Ma’an said it best, 20s were tumultuous and I’m looking forward to the even keel of my 30s. I’m looking forward to owning a home, having kids and getting into that groove of being married. I loved that family dinner last week. My stepfather told me he missed my sarcasm. I like to think that I’m sweetly sarcastic. My brother’s sarcasm can be a bit harsh, but I try to find the sweeter side. Swoon loves to call me sunshine because I’m so not warm in the mornings. I liken it to tapping on the glass of a fish bowl when the fish are probably sleeping. I don’t say much in return, but he always gets a giggle. Cowboy brought me flowers last week at work. Swoon said something like, What did Tiny do? Nothing, this is for the next time he screws up. LOLOL. In truth, Cowboy was a terd over the weekend, so I couldn’t be mad at him too long when I came in Monday to see my flowers beautimous on my desk. The funnier thing was, he was off, and his boss came into my office wanting him to work. I called Cowboy, and he had to work. Double LOL on that one. Don’t mess with me on my days off, Cowboy, or you’ll be working come Monday.

Cowboy and I are taking some time off together and I’m planning epic baby making activities near a beach. Your girl needs a tan. I haven’t been tan since that girls trip to Cali. It’s been tooooooo long. So I’ve been hunting a vacation deal. Vegas is looking pretty good. I don’t want to do much besides crisp/see some shows and enjoy the jacuzzi in the suite. I think I can go to bed now, epic mind dump complete. Any vacation spots come to mind, traveling buddies?

So glad I got to have a few days to relax, catch up on housework and hang out with hubs. Apparently doing laundry is sexy? So funny. He hates putting the clothes away, and I don’t mind since it means my clothes won’t be wrinkled for work. He loves to just throw them on the couch for them to wrinkle. Not this girl. I even managed to clean out half my closet. I have no idea where all these vacation shirts came from. They were souvenir shirts we bought while on vacay for our honeymoon. Anyone want a San Diego or Cozumel shirt? LOLOL!

I helped a perfect stranger at Walgreens today. She was having a makeup emergency. I didn’t have my bag of tricks, but I did make suggestions for her makeup, and false eyelash application. She’s going to a wedding this weekend, and she was in dire straits make-up wise. One of her friends suggested lime green eye shadow, and not everyone can pull that off. Especially for a wedding. LOL. I told her Turquoise would be better and that I could definitely see her rocking it for a wedding. Her eye shape is perfection. You’ll be surprised to find out that I didn’t offer to do her make-up. I need business cards to make me feel more legit. One day, I’ll do that.

BIG NEWS, and I have no idea how this is in the 3rd paragraph, but Daisy is getting married! I’m sooooo happy for her. I knew it was coming, but didn’t know it was coming so soon. She’s getting hitched Father’s Day weekend in the valley, so I’ll get to go! Whee! I’m hoping I can take a Friday off so I can spend more time with her soon to be husband and be a buffer between her/her family. She’s Muslim, but her family is not the least bit supportive. Already, her mom has mentioned roasting a pig/serving beer at the reception, two really big no no’s in the Muslim culture. I’m hoping that mumsy can put aside her wants for a day and let my BFF have her special day. I’ve waited over 10 years for this day, and I don’t want mumsy to poo on it. Now, for the real question, what make-up to wear? I’ve always wanted to do an Arabic eye much like the pic below, think I can pull it off?

I sure as heck want to try. Did anyone like any looks from the Sex and the City 2 movie? I was in love with so much of the make-up. Miranda had a look similar to the one above. Perfection!

Anywho, time for my show. RHONJ! Whoopididoo!

I honestly think this movie is made to be seen with gfs. Some of my besties wanted to have dinner/cocktails first so we met up at Chilli’s. Have I ever mentioned how I hate being late anywhere? I was the first one at the restaurant because of it, but whatevs, that just meant I got to get my drinks first. LOL! The waitress was super nice and she suggested the Presidente, which admittedly was extra delicious. Soon my road dog, aka Heydi, showed up and we discussed her relationship, mine as well and we’re always really cuddly when we see one another. I her. The rest of the lovely ladies showed up and we all had some beverages in addition to yummy dinners. Girl talk is always hilarious with this group. One admitted, it’d been two years since any activities. Really? WTF! I know I can’t handle that kind of non-activity. I was also shocked to find out that her goody drawer was completely empty. Another lovely at the group said she had gone 5 years. OMG. *passes out!* I told them we needed to at least put something in their goody drawers after the movie.

So, we watched the movie, and laughed the entire time. Loved it. After the movie, we decided to head to the store to see what they might have in stock for my lovely ladies. Getting them back to where the toys actually are proved difficult. They were scared bunnies. I told them, that you always think you want something bigger than you actually need. They picked something pretty tame, and I’m hoping it works out for them. I picked something up as well, but that’s because like makeup, I always have to get something at this store. LOL.

In other news, mumsy is demanding a visit, so I’m going to have to do that sometime today or tomorrow. It doesn’t help that my brother has since moved back so he’s always there, and mom wants us all together again sometimes. Isn’t she cute? Her last week with work is this week so I’m sure that might have something to do with it. She was laid off, but I think she already has big plans or something.

I woke up to hubs singing this morning. No, I wasn’t trying to sleep or anything. Don’t get me wrong, I love that he sings, and that he’s passionate about it, but when he sings in his sleep, it gets kind of annoying. His snore has notes. A. C. A. C. Over and over again. I usually like to fall asleep before him so I don’t get the extra lullaby. He has to work tomorrow so I’m sure some cleaning will get done if I don’t whip out my laptop to work some more. I hate feeling behind and I did actually bring some work home for the 3 day weekend.