King Of The Forest.

Halloween is just around the
corner. And little ole' me
still doesn't have her costume
together for the big Wednesday
night event!

I am going to dress
myself up as the Cowardly Lion.
Somehow. Someway. It will be done.
We shall see how it goes over.
Most important: cheap, cheap, cheap.
And by saying that, I don't mean that
I want to look cheap!

I just want the findings for
the costume to be non-expensive.
Easy-peazy. It can, and it WILL be
accomplished. I'm psyched.

Halloween. What a fabulous time
of year. Everyone gets to dress up
as someone their not.
Put a mask over their face
and POOF! It magically transforms
you into something you're not.
Pretty sweet deal.

Here's to you: My
Ferocious Lion Costume.
I know you're out there
somewhere!

And don't worry...courage is
included.

ROAR!

The Negative In Being Positive.

I don't quite get the idea
of sleeping around.
Don't get me wrong.
Sex is great and all...but come on
now...having sex
with multiple men or women at the same
time just doesn't sound very appealing
to me. I dunno. Maybe I'm the strange one.

However. After watching
a Lifetime movie...
Girl Positive...it went to show
that my way of thinking isn't so weird
after all. And the chick in the movie
wasn't even sleeping around with a
ton of dudes. It was one dude...
one time...that led to the rest of her
life. The rest of her life with HIV.

So let's be serious with
ourselves for a minute.
Something we all very seldom do.
Let's think about all
of those "oh it was just one time" experiences
and how they could have
somehow changed your life forever.
"We won't use protection just the once..."
"I'm only sleeping with one guy...so it's okay
if we're not using a condom..."
"If we use a condom, everything will be fine..."

But who are we kidding?
We all know that such
scary things lurk around us every day.
Things no one is ready to deal with.
Ready to handle or put out on
the table. But it's there. Whether
any of us are willing to admit
it or not.

Don't let it take your next
"just one time" to realize it's too late.
Because than what?

October Is The New Pink.

To me...October is
a lot of things.

-Fall.
-Chilly weather.
-Halloween. Which means half
naked girls running around.
-Snuggly sweaters.
-Pulling out the Uggs.
-Pumpkins. Including
delicious pumpkin concoctions.
-Hayrides.

And added to my list is
PINK...October now stands
for the color of p.i.n.k.
(Ya know...that color Victoria's Secret
has made ever-so popular.)

I love pink.
It's fun and flirty.
Not to mention...bold and girly.
I wear it as much as possible.

And now that October has taken
the role of
Breast Cancer Awareness Month...
I hope that everyone
embraces in their feminine pink side.

So go onnn.
Jump on the bandwagon
and JUST DO IT!

Dirty.Dancing. (Not The Movie...)

Why do guys think that
they have the right to
come up behind girls and dance
up on them?

Seriously.

So. Monday night me and
some of my friends headed to
Atlantic City to celebrate a birthday.
Six luscious ladies.
We looked smokin'...obviously.

We hit the casino floor and
did a little gambling.
But that ended quickly-since we were
all losing.

We strut ourselves over to Mur.Mur...
looking forward to a good time of
dancing, drinking and forgetting
about the mounds of school work
that we had back home.

We are there not even
an hour before we are
surrounded by groups
of mans.
Gawking. Groping. Pulling.
UGH.

I simply don't stand for it.
I push them right away and
give them my look of death.
Do they think I want their sweaty
body pressed up against mine?

Why do they think that
just because we're wearing
something short and sexy
and dancing...that we're inviting
them onto us?
It's as if they think that
we want their
boners poking us or something.

A creeper had been lurking
around us for a good amount of time
before he finally decided to make his move.
Through the corner of my eye
I could see him coming up behind me.
His left arm started
in around my neck.
So me being the devilish
chickadee that I am...
elbowed him right in the gut.

However.
This caused him to spill
his dark red glass of whatever
down my left side.
Before I had time to flip
out at him and get his number to
send him my dry cleaning bill...
he had already made his way to another
drunkard that appreciated his sleeze.

These guys that I just
described have left me with no
other option than
to create a t-shirt to wear for
such situations.
It will read:
(On the front)
JUST BECAUSE I'M DANCING...

(On the back)
DOESN'T MEAN I'M INVITING YOU
INTO MY BODY SPACE!

A Delicious Treat For The Nose, Eyes and Mouth!

It's October 8th...even though it feels
like a warm Summer day out there today.

But since Fall is quickly
approaching and I'm quite excited.
I decided to post a delicious recipe that
makes my tummy grumbled
with delight!

Crust
1 1/2 cups ground gingersnap cookies
1 1/2 cups toasted pecans (about 6 ounces)
1/4 cup firmly packed brown sugar
1/4 cup (1/2 stick) unsalted butter, melted

Filling
4 8-ounce packages cream cheese, room temperature
1 2/3 cups sugar
1 1/2 cups canned solid pack pumpkin
9 tablespoons whipping cream
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon ground allspice

4 large eggs

1 tablespoon (about) purchased caramel sauce

1 cup sour cream

Preparation:

For Crust: Preheat oven to 350°F. Finely grind ground cookies, pecans and sugar in processor. Add melted butter and blend until combined. Press crust mixture onto bottom and up sides of 9-inch-diameter springform pan with 2 3/4-inch-high sides.
For Filling: Using electric mixer, beat cream cheese and sugar in large bowl until light. Transfer 3/4 cup mixture to small bowl; cover tightly and refrigerate to use for topping. Add pumpkin, 4 tablespoons whipping cream, ground cinnamon and ground allspice to mixture in large bowl and beat until well combined. Add eggs 1 at a time, beating just until combined.
Pour filling into crust (filling will almost fill pan). Bake until cheesecake puffs, top browns and center moves only slightly when pan is shaken, about 1 hour 15 minutes. Transfer cheesecake to rack and cool 10 minutes. Run small sharp knife around cake pan sides to loosen cheesecake. Cool. Cover tightly and refrigerate overnight.

Bring remaining 3/4 cup cream cheese mixture to room temperature. Add remaining 5 tablespoons whipping cream to cream cheese mixture and stir to combine. Press down firmly on edges of cheesecake to even thickness. Pour cream cheese mixture over cheesecake, spreading evenly. Spoon caramel sauce in lines over cream cheese mixture. Using tip of knife, swirl caramel sauce into cream cheese mixture. (Can be prepared 1 day ahead. Cover and refrigerate.)

Release pan sides from cheesecake. Spoon sour cream into pastry bag fitted with small star tip (do not stir before using). Pipe decorative border around cheesecake and serve.

Hooked On It.

I just discovered this fabulous product by
Laura Mercier, called...Tinted Moisturizer.
And I'm pretty much obsessed.

It's an oil-free foundation that can be worn
by all skin types. And it is best used
with acne prone, sensitive or oily skin.

The sheer, lightweight formula helps
control oil breakthrough while providing
hydration to prevent dryness.
It is SPF 20...and well...simply fabulous.

But let's be serious.
At 40 bucks a tube...it should be
nothing BUT fabulous.

Voting Catastrophe.

Okay. I'm a tad annoyed right now.
I was catching up on the last
two episode of Dancing With The Stars
because I had missed them.
(Thank gosh for DVR!)

So. I'm watching the results show...
and watching everyone get saved one
by one. All is good.
Helio and Julianne were kept.
And than Jennie and Derek.
Marie and Jane...yay.
No complaints.

NOW.
We get to the bottom two.
Wayne and Albert.
It isn't really fair to even compare them.
Let's be serious.

But it came to a HUGE shock
when Albert and Anna were eliminated.
FOR REALLLLL??

Wayne Newton was a major stiff.
Albert clearly blew him out of
the water. Ugh.
I'm frustrated. Mad. And I want to write
a letter to ABC and see how the heck this
happened.

I am sitting here in utter disbelief.
And now I feel like it's only appropriate
to call him up and pleasure him in
every way possible to
make up for the injustice the voting
system has provided!

Don't worry Big Al!
You can dance your way into
my bed any day...

As for you Wayne...you're lucky
your fans love you. Because that should have
been you packin' your bags.

FALL Into Me.

Something about the change in seasons
gets me all doped up on love.
I can't help it.
The colors of the leaves...smell of fire places...
people pulling their jackets out of the closet.
And a new beginning for what's to come.

So on that note...
and the fact that I'm exhausted
and must go to sleep...

I leave us with a quote...

Change. We don't like it, we fear it, but we can't stop it from coming. We either adapt to change or we get left behind. And it hurts to grow, anybody who tells you it doesn't is lying. But heres the truth: the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good. Oh, sometimes change is everything.
-Grey's Anatomy

You Drive Me Crazy Brit.

Britney Spears has finally done it.
The last straw.
The court made the decision that
her two children will be given to
K-Fed. ICK.

I am disgusted.
I don't know who I feel
worse for...the little ones...or Brit.
Either way. The situation stinks.

Not to mention...she isn't making the
matter any better.
Apparently right after handing over
her toddlers to the ex-husband...
she hit the tanning salon.
Oh Spears...not the best choice.

I go wayyyy back when it comes
to Britney. I have been a loyal fan club
member since she HIT US BABY with her
ONE MORE TIME jam.
And I was an avid Mickey Mouse club
watcher.
I admired her.
I stood in front of live television, making a
fool of myself on TRL and
requested her Crazy video...
And of course, I was the big J. when she
dated Justin. Clearlyyy.

But now I have just been
disappointed in her. I feel let down almost.
Even though I'm trying
to stay loyal. Because in all my heart
I feel like she will make it out alive.
She will get passed all of the negative
comments...and be the same Britney
Spears that we all once loved and that
guys drooled over.

C'mon ya'll.
Instead of trashing on her.
Support the girl that STILL isn't a woman
quite yet...

Shhh. Don't Tell.

PostSecret. One of life's little mysteries.
This postcard was taken from Sunday's batch.

I wonder how many other people are hiding
from a lie that they just need to get out...but can't.

Evolution Of Dance.

A friend introduced me to this
video today.

I now feel so much more
enriched with my life.
I will learn this man's dance steps...
and perform them for all
of my friends!

And that is a promise.