And Then Your 28

If Mary can do it....I can do it too!!!
If Mary can do it….I can do it too!!!

Life is life and the things that happen in life are just little obstacles that try to set us back. I’m learning that I can’t let those things define me because then what was the learning experience in that, right?

I Suck At Taking #Selfies
I Suck At Taking #Selfies

I was dreading turning 28 for a multitude of reasons. However, they really just ended up being excuses for not going out and celebrating another year in life. The older I get the less, I want to go out to an actual club(although I can still get down and dance) and I opt for a relaxing evening with friends. However, I was dying to wear one of the tops that I bought! Of course, I needed pants as well and I have to say I put together a super cute outfit. I’m still convinced that if I didn’t get my haircut, I would have looked  rather “Basic” and that’s not cute.

Birthday dinner at Sonsie with Tyler and Racine. You always appreciate the time that you spend with people when you don’t see them everyday at work anymore. So that was a fun actual birthday night. Then Saturday night it was off to Oberon with Eve to see “The Donkey Show” which is an amazing version of A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Think Studio 54 meets William Shakespeare but completely interactive. I highly recommend if you haven’t been!

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Naomi Campbell Wished Me A Happy Birthday….

If somebody told me that I would be sitting in a Dodge Caravan while eating McDonald’s listening to Quiet Storm radio with a guy named Ramon driving me from Boston to Framingham while going from May 5 to May 6. I would have said “No, you’re crazy!!”

When you can't get into the club...get McDonald's
When you can’t get into the club…get McDonald’s

Did I mention that I was crying hysterically while eating a Quarter Pounder, 4 piece nuggets, large and medium fry with a sweet tea? Well, I was!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDRAE!!!!

My BFF Naomi wished me a happy birthday on Twitter
My BFF Naomi wished me a happy birthday on Twitter

I feel as though since turning 25, every birthday has been nothing but a failure of epic proportions. However, i can look back it at and laugh but it’s still annoying. It all started with a trip that was supposed to be but didn’t happen. Then when the trip was going to work out, It ended up being for the better that I didn’t go(Did I learn responsibility?). How I regret taking the responsible road!

I tried a beer
I tried a beer

My birthday fell on an a Monday which sucked. Totally fucktarded. I spent it with a friend of mine, who totally dropped the meal that he cooked for me. He seemed to have forgotten it was my birthday. So what did I end up eating? Sweet potato fries and JP Licks Ice Cream. I did however the next day at work get a really good and delicious Peanut Butter Ganache or something another from my coworkers….thanks Ini. I did TREAT MYSELF to a good french toast breakfast at Francesca’s.


Fast Forward to the weekend. I knew that nobody could go out because it was Mother’s Day. That was fine. The next weekend was CONTROVERSY. You know the night that caused me to enter the Twerk Contest. I made an invite on Facebook.

I was absolutely positively estastic. I went to the local store that carries tons of fake hair cause sometimes a brotha just wants to put some weave in his hairline.Excitement through my veins!!! Let’s talk about the epic proportion of fail that this was. ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS TWERK!!!! I actually was practicing in my living room how to do get on my forearms and do it upside down. I practiced when I could. Saturday comes around and do you think we went. NOPE! 5 people responded. Don’t act like you didn’t see the Facebook invite. Thankfully, I have some friends that are nice enough to actually call and say that they couldn’t go. Maybe I’m being a baby about it. Well I am because turning 21 for the 6th time sucks. I feel old. I look old(just kidding….Thanks Botox…not I’m kidding I don’t look old….apparently biege don’t crack). I wanted to see my friends for more than just a coffee at Starbucks or something.

However, it wasn’t a complete bust.Went to work the next day and while I should have went home and did homework,Tyler convinced me to go see Pornochio.A Gold Dust Orphans play,  a local theatre company based out of Boston. I like their plays so it wasn’t like a complete twist of the arms. It was hysterical. It’s their sexualized version of Pinocchio……and the girl who played Pinnochio was so flipping cute!!


  • Didn’t go to Tampa or Miami but went to NYC for a night
  • Didn’t go dancing for my birthday but saw a play instead
  • Crying in a cab at Midnight eating McDonald’s because I couldn’t get into the club because I wasn’t wearing a collared shirt…Well Mr.Bouncer tell me where will I find such shirt at 11:50pm
  • Got into an argument on Mother’s Day and the day after because I wasn’t feeling special at home for my birthday
  • Didn’t do dinner with friends but Bianca bought me lunch from one of my favorite spots
  • I learned responsibility and that SUCKED

This was my birthday month and it sucked…..*fingers crossed* 28 is gonna be SUPER!!!

Other People’s Children……

I'm Not Into Playing Games With My Friends
I’m Not Into Playing Games With My Friends

I never thought I’d actually continue writing the second half of Unexpected & Dramatic. I thought that was the end of my friendship with girl. After the fiasco with the plane ticket and that there wasn’t an explanation was clear sign to stay away from that train wreck.

The other week, I went on a date with a young fellow. We had talked for a while and decided let’s go out and grab a drink. Which actually turned into a meal because you really can’t just have a drink at 8pm at night when both of you didn’t have dinner. Back Bay Social Club which was formerly known as Vinny T’s on Boylston Boston was the destination.

Back Bay Social Club
Back Bay Social Club

So I’m not sure the exact purpose of the place except more of a twist on comfort foods. To drink, I decided I would order a Bee’s Knee. It’s rather refreshing. I think he had a Manhattan. The bread was good. Looking at the menu, a lot of variety which is never a bad thing to have. On Sunday’s they do a brunch with Chicken & Waffles….you know……

“You have to get the burger! It’s amazing” said my date. “Oh, well I was thinking that anyways.”  which was my reply but the truth is when I can’t figure out what I’m going to eat I always just go with a big slab of ground beef in a bun and call it a day.

The burgers came. I must say, the size of it is enormous. I couldn’t cut it in half, I couldn’t pick it up. Eating a burger on a first date is a MUST-NOT!! I bite into my burger and who would have known it was colder than this past winter in Boston. I was immediately turned off and ate my fries in a bag. We continued to have great conversation as we got full. No dessert necessary, so we walked to Back Bay Station. 10:00pm at Back Bay Station he realized he forgot his credit card at the restaurant. “Do you want to walk with me?”  with puppy dog eyes I was asked this question. I really had no choice since, I didn’t have to pay for dinner. FYI….Don’t take the chance walking from Neiman’s to Boylston through the mall and back…It’s a wrap at that point. We said our so long, fare well, see you next time.

So I’m sitting on the train and all the sudden I look down at my phone, I’m getting a text from Little Miss Florida! In my mind, this scene from American Beauty kept playing. You know the scene where they told Mena Suvari she couldn’t be a model.

Now We're Talking
Now We’re Talking

Why you were so adamant about not talking to me? Not returning my text and now after I’ve stressed myself into a silly about my birthday which I shouldn’t have to stress about you. You want to text me and not even bring up the fact that you almost ruined my birthday. MY BIRTHDAY!!!! The text was something like “Omg! These girls are Swayze need to move before kick them in the vag”

There’s no need for people to live that delusional of an existence. To think that kind of behavior is acceptable. Whatever though, as my friend would say “Other People’s Children”


The date happened March 27th….fast forward to April 3rd. Just out curiosity, I asked “Where in Tampa can I stay without a car but be close to things?”…..”Stay at the Marriot at the airport in Clearwater. There’s a shuttle”………Like had I been in her face, I probably would throw her phone to the ground. Again, I’m over it.

You know I’ll keep you posted…………