California Dreamin’

I took an impromptu day trip on Saturday to one of my favorite places ever, Santa Monica!!!! I don’t know what’s up with that place, but I absolutely love it. It’s hard to explain, but I swear the California air makes me different; in a good way of course.

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Santa Monica!

 

The trip was definitely a recharge to the batteries for me. These hot summer days in Satan’s Buttcrack are driving me a little batty.  I do miss living in my home state and eventually I’ll make it back there. All I need to do is find a rich old guy… 🙂

 

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I had to get a tourist-y picture in, 😉

Labor of Love

Greetings!

I’m currently on my fauxcation* and I must say it’s been lovely with some strings attached. I bet you can’t guess where I am. Ok, I’ll tell you, Starbucks! (by the beach!) Not a shocker but I just about nearly beat an old man because he had his paws on my drink (Homie don’t play that). I’m going to try and really squeeze out some quality me time for the next couple of days so I can go back to the ol’ ball and chain with my head on straight. With that being said, I’ve had some time to do some introspection and have begrudgingly admitted to myself that most things in life that I’ve attempted have been nothing short of half-assed. In light of this slightly depressing realization, I plan on starting a project. I’ve decided it’s going to be my labor of love and something I’m going to pour my blood, sweat and tears into. I rarely go balls to the walls, but when I do I find myself to be impressed with my madness. So when this said project is finished, I plan on sharing it with the world for all to love, hate, or criticize. One thing I’ve learned in life, is that it is indeed too short not to have some thing that makes you wake up and smile. With that being said Happy New Year! And maybe, just maybe, I’ll write something that makes you chuckle. Who knows, maybe it’ll be sometime this week 🙂 Also, if I hear “New Year, New Me”  one more time, I may have to choke someone…

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* Stands for fake vacation because no one at my job seems to respect the fact that I’m on vacation so they insist on being in constant contact with me despite my being several hundred miles away from Satan’s Buttcrack**

**Refer’s to my loving pet name for Las Vegas, NV