AGOL Pleads Guilty

I've been a bit frazzled. It may be attributable to my boss who has lost sleep due to multiple things that will make you crazy after hearing. AND (big and)...my girly-girls are scattered around the country or dealing with issues. It has been quieter than normal. I don't mind a little buzzing noise, but hearing crickets is not good for Sprinkles.

No nervousness for me this morning as I got dressed for my court date downtown in the traffic division. I did suffer one AGOL Crisis Moment in Shallowville -- my hairdryer* stopped blowing hot air! My hair had to be partially pulled back to be decent with wet hair. My hair is thick and long and it was very humid. There was no chance of a quick dry. My temper was not in check and my aggravation carried over while I drove towards downtown. The universe sent me a funny by having Jailhouse Rock playing while I zoomed on the highway.

I ended up calling Bridget while sitting in the parking garage because I was very early for my 9am court date. We chatted a bit before I made my way around the city blocks. The cops sorted us all out in a cattle call type setting in the courthouse. Why does it seem that the dregs of society congregate here and at the DMV?

Wouldn't you know the judge's last name was Rice? Of course, your AGOL would be judged by Rice. Hee. After going over the expectations via a previously taped introduction by the judge, we met her and watched her take care of old business and make decisions on the extra guests in orange jumpsuits and handcuffs. Luckily, I was the first one after them. Not sure if it was because of the minor infraction or that my last name begins with the letter A. She reduced one citation and added court costs while dismissing the other citation. I agreed and for the record pleaded guilty (instead of no contest). I have until late October to pay $225. Ouch! It was my fault and I have no one to blame but myself. Talk about lessons learned.

Caffeine. I needed some caffeine. My boss and I almost fought over getting to the break room. He arrived at work minutes before me. At some point we made a plan with Bridget to go and eat Thai food (without the temp). It was a deception we carried quietly as we left and re-entered the building, but it was worth not enduring her presence. We had an enjoyable time and were able to be ourselves and relax without any worry about her bring up her temporary status or her upcoming birthday. Sigh.

My buddy Kathy and I didn't go to the wine tasting tonight. Instead I invited her over to my side of town for her choice of Greek or Thai food. She decided on Thai food. As long rice was in my future, I was good. During lunch earlier, I had a delicious piece of grouper fish in chili sauce and for dinner, I opted for green curry chicken. Yum! Kathy wanted some dessert but none appealed to her at the Thai place so we drove to an ice cream joint called Maggie Moo's before making a trip for me to replace my hairdryer. There was no way in hell I was going two days without it. I know...Shallowville!!

*Great thing about blogs...You can confirm that your hairdryer only lasted you a year. I replaced the previous one in August 2007. The new one has a two-year warranty. I bet you I am going to test that...


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AGOL Pleads Guilty

OMFG...Clean Calls

I knew my dirty mouth would get me into trouble...

OMFG...My hot pink Razr phone just got washed in the washing machine. Fucking hell.*




*It was going to be a nicer post, but this falls under an ACM (AGOL Crisis Moment).
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OMFG...Clean Calls

Perfect Shade of Lipstick

Should I alert the media that this AGOL is in Search for the Perfect Shade of Lipstick? This can be both an exciting and a traumatizing experience depending on how my luck holds. My favorite lip shade has been discontinued and my last tube is almost gone bringing on an ACM (AGOL Crisis Moment). Welcome to the booming town of Shallowville, my lovelies.

Fate led me to finding this line on a new blog I read tonight: Besame Cosmetics. Besame Red and definitely Merlot seem to be good AGOL options. Gaze and admire their gold bullet case with their signature chrysanthemums (see pic below). I dig its retro feel. Click on the About section of their site and you will find this tidbit on the Besame name's origin. I have always loved this song and have associated it with my mother for some reason and (lately) an incident last spring*.

(Thank you Amazon.com for borrowing their pic.)


I am known for my perfect make-up application especially when it comes to lipstick/lip gloss. I get questions from friends and other women I encounter at shops or on the street. (Recently Bridget just bought the same kind of Sephora lip gloss and will be trying out liquid liner that she sees me in everyday.) Because I have oily skin and live in a tropical climate, I have chosen BareEscentuals by BareMinerals as my main make-up line. Minimum make-up for me is a few coats of mascara, a tinge of blush and a lip color on weekends unless there is a real life crisis. More bare than that? A lip color. Full make-up without lip color looks unfinished and leaving the house bare without a lip color is just plain lazy. There is something meditative about applying lip color...

You don't need make-up to outwardly affirm your femininity, but I deeply feel it is integral to inwardly affirm to yourself by this external expression. Huh? I know I am a woman, but I enjoy the accouterments that come with being one (fun make-up, funky jewelry, Imelda shoes and sexy lingerie). When WWII was going on, women traded things for make-up and they valued it like prized jewels because of the scarcity. Women have used make-up to attract others or just make themselves feel good. I use make-up for me. I like what I am saying to myself about how I value me enough to buy the items and take the time to apply them. Does that make sense?

My friend Dianne finally got it and mentioned it to me the last time we were together. It is easy to get lost in the day-to-day stuff because it takes over. She used to think it was a complete waste of time and she felt like she was doing it just to please her husband. I told her to not do it for him, but to do it for her. Imagine how much easier it is now for Dianne to include make-up as a part of getting ready in the morning. All it takes is a pivot in attitude (and a make-up lesson from Sprinkles).

You may not be a glam queen or aspiring pin-up model. Maybe you're just not into make-up because you're allergic, never had anyone show you or you have an impressive collection of Birkenstocks? Lez be friends, girls! You can still enjoy a smidgen of color by Burt's Bees from their lip shimmers and gloss line. The old matron ChapStick has their own line of naturals to help your lips from looking cracked and unhealthy. Ewww and Ouch! Besides that condition hurts like a mutha. Swoosh something on your lips, will ya? Do it for your inner goddess.

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*I can't quite decide if this is pathetic and/or sick to share: MEBFKAY and I did the Queen's Walk along the Thames last May. When we strolled under a bridge, we encountered a man with an accordion playing "Besame Mucho". We stopped and kissed. Very romantic moment. It was very Parisian like, I thought... Okay neither sick or pathetic. It is what is -- sweet. I guess enough time has passed where I can share with detachment.
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Perfect Shade of Lipstick

Blogloss...Almost

The Saturday Four didn't get done this morning...again. Kim had several things on her plate. I will have to bite the bullet and do it. Just have to be smart about walking the woods by myself. Safety first. Stop chuckling, Tawny and Angie. I will not bring a flare gun no matter how much I want to. Cell phone, hurricane whistle (loud as a mofo) and water are the minimum gear.

Oh! Did I mention I was having more Yahoo e-mail issues? I've tried sending to both Tawny and Jeff a set of links and have done so a couple of times. Grrr. I tried sending it to Tawny via messages in myspace. I didn't hear if the regular e-mail work because they were having a family crisis.

Jeff's aunt, who lives with his mom and dad, had to be induced into a coma yesterday and they didn't expect her to live. Something about an extended heart attack. During that wait, Tawny found out that her own great aunt passed this morning. This afternoon I find out that Jeff's aunt will be taken off life support tomorrow and will be cremated. Both will be losing family members by tomorrow's end. It's a shame. Sending you both my love and lighting candles for your family.

Listened to Queen Latifah's new album Trav'lin' Light. You can click and listen to the music sampler of her impressive rendition of old jazz and R&B tunes from Phoebe Snow, Sarah Vaughn, Etta James and Peggy Lee. Dana Owens, her real name, has transformed herself into a real class act. Did you see her role as Momma in the movie Chicago? She was fierce and sexy!

Almost lost my blog forever this evening. I was messing with something on the template and accidentally deleted most of the codes and SAVED it. Ordinarily, this would cause an ACM (AGOL Crisis Moment), but I had another instance of my page open only to see that it was for one month only. The archived pages are not the same as the homepage. I used Tools>View Source and copied the codes just in case. It would give me a good start at rebuilding my page that was a custom creation by Tawny's daughter Jess. She was really good in getting the flavor I wanted and it centered mostly on the color range of mandarin orange to frangipani pink. Jess was the one who added the kiss mark on the header and she was right on with it.

I was looking at the codes when it dawned on me to use googlecache.com which takes a snapshot of everything including my blog earlier today. I was able to copy ALL the HTML coding and save to have my complete blog page again. Only had to delete a few lines attributed to googlecache.com at the top. Whew! It took a fast five minutes to fix my error. I am one lucky and very smart AGOL.

Blogloss...Almost

Not That Innaressin'

My back-up hair dryer stopped working. Normally, this would be an ACM (AGOL Crisis Moment), but not this morning. (Hello Shallowville!) I had already washed my hair last evening and let it air dry. A little bit of curling and a lot of hairspray made me a candidate for the 1970s Show Charlie's Angels. I'd like to say it stayed that way all day, but with this humidity and my hair being thick, it didn't. Received compliments on it all day though. Lisa teased me that I must have had a lot of time this morning. If she only knew it took five minutes.

It was the first day back to school in my county so I left early trying to anticipate the extra traffic and unexpectedly got to work earlier. Quite enjoyed the drive in the cleaner car. Arrived before Bridget.

Poor girl shared her boyfriend blues today. I didn't mention this yesterday, but San Francisco Trish was having them, too. Sent her a text message with encouragement just before her lunchtime. I say throw the lot of them into a cage so they can be poked at with crude sticks or be made to watch chick flicks and have endless discussions on the pros and cons of waxing vs. shaving.

Work was both slow and fast. I am just glad the day was over so I could shop for a new hair dryer under Tawny's careful eye. I gave her a ride to British Jeff's house where she and her husband are still staying while it is still on the market. I asked her if she could come with me to purchase the new hairdryer before taking her.

Haven't had proper time to research, but I knew the features I wanted BESIDES DRYING (for you smarty pants). I can get very particular if you hadn't guessed already. Ended up with something in the middle, not too simple - not to complicated or bulky.

Not much to rave about really. I laughed watching sitcoms for two hours tonight and online earlier I found out what a Ghillie Suit is. I always thought it fell under the heading of camouflage. Maybe I can make one with copy paper, staples, paperclips, clear tape and various orphan computer parts for work tomorrow and see it if works inside.

Not That Innaressin'