Woohoo!
Slept four hours last night.
Only woke up because of work.
:(
Intend on getting five tonight!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
I Miss You...
How come..these are the hardest words to say?
Why is it so easy to say other things..but not the things that matter?
Ponder that today.
Maybe find someone your heart genuinely does miss..and tell them.
You never know where life will take you from there.
:)
B
Why is it so easy to say other things..but not the things that matter?
Ponder that today.
Maybe find someone your heart genuinely does miss..and tell them.
You never know where life will take you from there.
:)
B
Monday, April 20, 2009
Testing..Testing..
Consider this BEYOND a rough draft. A snapshot of something I started.......
Laila tapped on her Blackberry slowly as she leaned against the reception desk at Blake Hill Galleries on the corner of 77th and Madison. “Sweetie, you need to get rid of those things, they cause premature aging” Susan Keates strolled through the pristine glass door and narrowed her blue eyes at her friend. Almost thirty years older than the petite brunette – but not looking a single day over 35, the blonde curator took Laila’s Blackberry away and tossed it into her purse. “You get it back after we eat” she sighed, ushering her out of the door.
“Yes, mom” Laila mocked, her laughter echoing through the gallery halls. They stepped out onto the sunny street and looked around.
“You’re glowing” Susan murmured as she hailed a cab gracefully, her blonde hair blowing across her face. Laila squinted at her slowly.
“Am I?”
“You always glow after you shop. It’s your trademark, honey” Laila exploded in laughter as they got into the cab and directed him to Asia de Cuba.
“You caught me. I went to see Mona. I got THE hottest red dress for Ella’s party tonight.”
“I love Mona – I’d marry her if it was legal in New York.”
“You’re already married” Laila reminded Susan, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
“Sure. But in no way is Kevin as useful as Mona is!” Even the cab driver laughed at the statement. Susan tucked her Versace sunglasses into her bag and smoothed her hair. Their friendship was an odd one. What seemed like ages ago, Laila’s best friend from college, Owen, had dated Susan. At first, Laila disapproved over their age difference and, of course, Susan’s marital status. But when Owen took them both to Saks and they fawned over the same Michael Kors bag, their friendship blossomed. And when Owen died in a car accident the night before his 25th birthday, the two women sat in the ER waiting room holding hands - and in that stunned silence, a powerful bond was formed. They were confidants; seeking comfort in each other when life became too rough. Susan encouraged Laila to overlook the age difference with Walker and give him a chance, and in turn, Laila encouraged Susan to work on her marriage. Through the men and the style seasons, they stayed friends and every year on Owen’s birthday they went to visit his grave with a bottle of tequila and a special box filled with all of their favorite photos from the year to “show” him. And now, communication was daily; between phone calls, e-mails, texts and meetings, Laila was never hesitant to say that Susan was her best friend.
“I saw Alex this week. First time in ages. He looks so…haggared.” Laila spoke between bites of calamari salad.
“And was he drooling over you? Eyes glazed over?” Susan laughed.
“Oh behave!”
“If you can’t see that he is completely and totally in lust with you, then you’re blind, babe.” Laila ate her salad in deep thought for a moment.
“Theirs is a very…unsettling marriage” she finally spoke.
“Why? Because they clearly do NOT love each other right now?”
“Well…yes. I love Walker. And Walker loves me. And…I just feel like…”
“Not all marriages are black and white. Some people stay together because it’s better than being alone. Doesn’t mean they didn’t love each other at one time” Susan swallowed the last of her Diet Coke and leaned back in her seat.
“I know that. But they WERE so happy. And then everything went downhill from there so quickly.”
“I’m going to take a shot and say that it was Cassie’s weekend in the Hamptons with Jack Knoller? That about the time?” Laila thought for a moment and nodded slowly. Jack Knoller was a famed mystery novelist with sandy blonde hair that fell over his wicked blue eyes. His body was a perfectly sculpted gym body, with a perfectly sculpted model always hanging off of it. Cassie knew Jack from college, and they’d always kept in touch. Last summer after his book tour in Europe ended, he returned to New York and invited Cassie up to his house in East Hampton.
“Oh my god…do you think they…”
“I know Jack. He’s a great writer, but he’s a notorious womanizer. And I’ll bet anything that Alex found out.” Susan shook her head.
“Did you know all this time and not tell me?!” Laila gasped after a moment of processing.
“I figured you two were friends, and if that was the case, she would have told you something.”
“Well, shit. Explains so much. Oh my god. I wonder if that’s why everything went sour because…she and Jack got dirty…”
“Well, things will sweeten up tonight. Jack’s going to be at Ella’s party.”
“Oh..ehm..gee” Laila gasped and ate her salad in silence for a moment. “Why would Alex stay with her if she cheated?” Susan smiled across at Laila for a moment.
“Everyone has their own secrets, Laila. Maybe Alex isn’t as innocent as you’d like to think?”
“You are one wise Yoda” Laila murmured in awe. Susan laughed and swiped the bill before Laila could reach for it.
“You have much to learn, Little Grasshopper” she smiled and stuck her platinum American Express into the leather folder and handed it to the waiter. “And much will be learned tonight” she arched an eyebrow and sighed.
Laila tapped on her Blackberry slowly as she leaned against the reception desk at Blake Hill Galleries on the corner of 77th and Madison. “Sweetie, you need to get rid of those things, they cause premature aging” Susan Keates strolled through the pristine glass door and narrowed her blue eyes at her friend. Almost thirty years older than the petite brunette – but not looking a single day over 35, the blonde curator took Laila’s Blackberry away and tossed it into her purse. “You get it back after we eat” she sighed, ushering her out of the door.
“Yes, mom” Laila mocked, her laughter echoing through the gallery halls. They stepped out onto the sunny street and looked around.
“You’re glowing” Susan murmured as she hailed a cab gracefully, her blonde hair blowing across her face. Laila squinted at her slowly.
“Am I?”
“You always glow after you shop. It’s your trademark, honey” Laila exploded in laughter as they got into the cab and directed him to Asia de Cuba.
“You caught me. I went to see Mona. I got THE hottest red dress for Ella’s party tonight.”
“I love Mona – I’d marry her if it was legal in New York.”
“You’re already married” Laila reminded Susan, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
“Sure. But in no way is Kevin as useful as Mona is!” Even the cab driver laughed at the statement. Susan tucked her Versace sunglasses into her bag and smoothed her hair. Their friendship was an odd one. What seemed like ages ago, Laila’s best friend from college, Owen, had dated Susan. At first, Laila disapproved over their age difference and, of course, Susan’s marital status. But when Owen took them both to Saks and they fawned over the same Michael Kors bag, their friendship blossomed. And when Owen died in a car accident the night before his 25th birthday, the two women sat in the ER waiting room holding hands - and in that stunned silence, a powerful bond was formed. They were confidants; seeking comfort in each other when life became too rough. Susan encouraged Laila to overlook the age difference with Walker and give him a chance, and in turn, Laila encouraged Susan to work on her marriage. Through the men and the style seasons, they stayed friends and every year on Owen’s birthday they went to visit his grave with a bottle of tequila and a special box filled with all of their favorite photos from the year to “show” him. And now, communication was daily; between phone calls, e-mails, texts and meetings, Laila was never hesitant to say that Susan was her best friend.
“I saw Alex this week. First time in ages. He looks so…haggared.” Laila spoke between bites of calamari salad.
“And was he drooling over you? Eyes glazed over?” Susan laughed.
“Oh behave!”
“If you can’t see that he is completely and totally in lust with you, then you’re blind, babe.” Laila ate her salad in deep thought for a moment.
“Theirs is a very…unsettling marriage” she finally spoke.
“Why? Because they clearly do NOT love each other right now?”
“Well…yes. I love Walker. And Walker loves me. And…I just feel like…”
“Not all marriages are black and white. Some people stay together because it’s better than being alone. Doesn’t mean they didn’t love each other at one time” Susan swallowed the last of her Diet Coke and leaned back in her seat.
“I know that. But they WERE so happy. And then everything went downhill from there so quickly.”
“I’m going to take a shot and say that it was Cassie’s weekend in the Hamptons with Jack Knoller? That about the time?” Laila thought for a moment and nodded slowly. Jack Knoller was a famed mystery novelist with sandy blonde hair that fell over his wicked blue eyes. His body was a perfectly sculpted gym body, with a perfectly sculpted model always hanging off of it. Cassie knew Jack from college, and they’d always kept in touch. Last summer after his book tour in Europe ended, he returned to New York and invited Cassie up to his house in East Hampton.
“Oh my god…do you think they…”
“I know Jack. He’s a great writer, but he’s a notorious womanizer. And I’ll bet anything that Alex found out.” Susan shook her head.
“Did you know all this time and not tell me?!” Laila gasped after a moment of processing.
“I figured you two were friends, and if that was the case, she would have told you something.”
“Well, shit. Explains so much. Oh my god. I wonder if that’s why everything went sour because…she and Jack got dirty…”
“Well, things will sweeten up tonight. Jack’s going to be at Ella’s party.”
“Oh..ehm..gee” Laila gasped and ate her salad in silence for a moment. “Why would Alex stay with her if she cheated?” Susan smiled across at Laila for a moment.
“Everyone has their own secrets, Laila. Maybe Alex isn’t as innocent as you’d like to think?”
“You are one wise Yoda” Laila murmured in awe. Susan laughed and swiped the bill before Laila could reach for it.
“You have much to learn, Little Grasshopper” she smiled and stuck her platinum American Express into the leather folder and handed it to the waiter. “And much will be learned tonight” she arched an eyebrow and sighed.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Beat My Brute!
http://blissie.mybrute.com
:) Personally, I'm gunning for Aeryn.
Then..Joonie.
Only two that have busted my ass so far.
*evil laugh*
I'm coming for you!
B
:) Personally, I'm gunning for Aeryn.
Then..Joonie.
Only two that have busted my ass so far.
*evil laugh*
I'm coming for you!
B
Friday, April 17, 2009
These Are a Few of My Favorite Things....
Actually, moments from vacation..LOL! I started this on the plane (clearly, I don't sleep on planes like normal people).
1. Realizing my GPS (which I rarely ever use in NY) always says..keep left, turn right. That makes for some VERY interesting driving, let me tell you.
2. Pulling into the McDonalds drive-thru with a car PACKED with people..realizing..we drove past the ordering board, and were now sitting on line waiting for food we didn't order.
3. Pulling up to the McDonalds window and then speeding by hysterically laughing because..well..we never ordered anything - what were we picking up?
4. Going to a Denny's for the FIRST time in my life.
5. Sitting on the balcony, watching the sun rise in complete and total silence. Something about it is picture worthy..but getting up to get a camera to take a picture..somehow ruins the moment.
6. Wanting to KISS Bev for sending me the address to the outlets out in LV that were 15 minutes away from me - especially since the ones I got from the concierge were 45 minutes away. :)
7. Of course..shopping at the outlets - come on..a Dolce outlet? Who wouldn't be in heaven?
8. Taking this picture:
9. Not taking/answering ONE work related e-mail, voicemail or text.
10. Thinking..time on the West Coast moves a hell of a lot slower than it does on the East Coast. Bitches.
:) S'all for now.
XOXO,
B
1. Realizing my GPS (which I rarely ever use in NY) always says..keep left, turn right. That makes for some VERY interesting driving, let me tell you.
2. Pulling into the McDonalds drive-thru with a car PACKED with people..realizing..we drove past the ordering board, and were now sitting on line waiting for food we didn't order.
3. Pulling up to the McDonalds window and then speeding by hysterically laughing because..well..we never ordered anything - what were we picking up?
4. Going to a Denny's for the FIRST time in my life.
5. Sitting on the balcony, watching the sun rise in complete and total silence. Something about it is picture worthy..but getting up to get a camera to take a picture..somehow ruins the moment.
6. Wanting to KISS Bev for sending me the address to the outlets out in LV that were 15 minutes away from me - especially since the ones I got from the concierge were 45 minutes away. :)
7. Of course..shopping at the outlets - come on..a Dolce outlet? Who wouldn't be in heaven?
8. Taking this picture:
9. Not taking/answering ONE work related e-mail, voicemail or text.
10. Thinking..time on the West Coast moves a hell of a lot slower than it does on the East Coast. Bitches.
:) S'all for now.
XOXO,
B
oh..
Methinks vacation passes too quickly..
A little like youth..?
:)
On my way home tomorrow. Can you feel the Earth shaking, New York?
B
A little like youth..?
:)
On my way home tomorrow. Can you feel the Earth shaking, New York?
B
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
when all the world sleeps
Even in a different time zone I'm awake..watching the sun rise.
Maybe it's the beauty of night to morning that keeps me up..
Or the surreal silence.
That moment of just having the wolrd to yourself....
That's perfection.
B
Maybe it's the beauty of night to morning that keeps me up..
Or the surreal silence.
That moment of just having the wolrd to yourself....
That's perfection.
B
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Happy Easter!
Tired of Easter greetings? :)
Nah.
Happy Easter - from this bunny and family to you and yours!!!
…in all the woods and forests, God did not create a single leaf the same as any other… People go against nature because they lack the courage to be different. ~ Paulo Coelho
XOXO,
B
Nah.
Happy Easter - from this bunny and family to you and yours!!!
…in all the woods and forests, God did not create a single leaf the same as any other… People go against nature because they lack the courage to be different. ~ Paulo Coelho
XOXO,
B
Friday, April 10, 2009
Shopping!!!
RALPH LAUREN SPRING FRIENDS & FAMILY SHOPPING EVENT
ENJOY 30% OFF In Stores and Online
March 31 - April 14, 2009
Enter code RLSP2009 at checkout when shopping online.
Shop http://RalphLauren.com
Shop http://Rugby.com
SHARE THIS CODE with your friends and family so they can enjoy these special savings.
Receive 30% off at Ralph Lauren, RRL, Polo Ralph Lauren Factory and Rugby stores in the US, and online at RalphLauren.com and Rugby.com.
March 31 through April 14, 2009. Not valid at department, specialty stores or the Ralph Lauren store in Sacramento. Does not apply to previously purchased merchandise and may not be combined with other offers. Shipping & tax are subject to additional charges. Out of stock items cannot be purchased with this discount.With the exception of Factory Stores, this offer cannot be applied to women's Collection apparel or men's Purple Label apparel. Cannot be applied to Gift Cards & Online Gift Certificates, fragrances, antiques, vintage apparel & accessories, alligator handbags and luggage, special order programs (Home, tailored clothing and accessories), TOMS shoes, FEED bags, Match Rugby shirts and A Peace Treaty scarves. In Factory Stores, this offer is valid in locations in the US and Puerto Rico only. FSC code 2600.
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
ENJOY 30% OFF In Stores and Online
March 31 - April 14, 2009
Enter code RLSP2009 at checkout when shopping online.
Shop http://RalphLauren.com
Shop http://Rugby.com
SHARE THIS CODE with your friends and family so they can enjoy these special savings.
Receive 30% off at Ralph Lauren, RRL, Polo Ralph Lauren Factory and Rugby stores in the US, and online at RalphLauren.com and Rugby.com.
March 31 through April 14, 2009. Not valid at department, specialty stores or the Ralph Lauren store in Sacramento. Does not apply to previously purchased merchandise and may not be combined with other offers. Shipping & tax are subject to additional charges. Out of stock items cannot be purchased with this discount.With the exception of Factory Stores, this offer cannot be applied to women's Collection apparel or men's Purple Label apparel. Cannot be applied to Gift Cards & Online Gift Certificates, fragrances, antiques, vintage apparel & accessories, alligator handbags and luggage, special order programs (Home, tailored clothing and accessories), TOMS shoes, FEED bags, Match Rugby shirts and A Peace Treaty scarves. In Factory Stores, this offer is valid in locations in the US and Puerto Rico only. FSC code 2600.
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Oh Good Lord..
Well, this week has been a crazy one.
Sunday I logged off of SL violently ill. So I haven't eaten much since Saturday - needless to say I am now 6 pounds lighter.
I crawled into work on Tuesday to find that one of the companies I do business with, had just placed an exclusive deal with a competitor of mine - a deal that was a) illegal according to New York State Law and b) completely a slap in the face to a recent agreement worked out with me.
So, my blood pressure hit the ROOF.
This deal - while it was crap - could cost me several of my medium sized accounts or hundreds of thousands of dollars if I did retain the clients.
So I've had..issues driving me nuts for the last few weeks.
And finally, this week, I think I just lost my temper with everyone on everything.
I beyond exploded at the company representative who smugly told me that there was nothing wrong with this deal..and that he had every right to do it.
By nature, I don't pick fights. I walk away. I..walk away and I think it through. But walking out on a lovers fight and walking out on a meeting..two different things.
So, before I walked out of the meeting - the first time in my professional career that I have ever WALKED out on fucking bullshit meeting - I told him that I am not about to start a pissing contest. And he smiled. Because..he thought I was giving up. So I leaned in very close..and said, in the softest voice I could muster..that if it was a war with me that he wanted, so be it. I wouldn't just pull SOME business. I'd pull it all. Go ahead and test me. I'm all bite, no bark.
And that was it.
I walked out. I left a room of people sitting there..completely mortified.
And today as I sat at my desk thinking of how I could apologize..and undo this complete act of insanity..I got a call to tell me, the agreement with my competitor had been pulled. Just. Like. That. I was told..war with me was never the intention, and that this was never thought all the way through. And..
I won.
HAHAHHA!
I put my feet up on my desk today and I laughed because..for the first time in a long time, I WON.
My thoughts are all choppy..because it's late..and I still don't feel well.
But you know. :)
Just like IMing me, I guess.
B
Sunday I logged off of SL violently ill. So I haven't eaten much since Saturday - needless to say I am now 6 pounds lighter.
I crawled into work on Tuesday to find that one of the companies I do business with, had just placed an exclusive deal with a competitor of mine - a deal that was a) illegal according to New York State Law and b) completely a slap in the face to a recent agreement worked out with me.
So, my blood pressure hit the ROOF.
This deal - while it was crap - could cost me several of my medium sized accounts or hundreds of thousands of dollars if I did retain the clients.
So I've had..issues driving me nuts for the last few weeks.
And finally, this week, I think I just lost my temper with everyone on everything.
I beyond exploded at the company representative who smugly told me that there was nothing wrong with this deal..and that he had every right to do it.
By nature, I don't pick fights. I walk away. I..walk away and I think it through. But walking out on a lovers fight and walking out on a meeting..two different things.
So, before I walked out of the meeting - the first time in my professional career that I have ever WALKED out on fucking bullshit meeting - I told him that I am not about to start a pissing contest. And he smiled. Because..he thought I was giving up. So I leaned in very close..and said, in the softest voice I could muster..that if it was a war with me that he wanted, so be it. I wouldn't just pull SOME business. I'd pull it all. Go ahead and test me. I'm all bite, no bark.
And that was it.
I walked out. I left a room of people sitting there..completely mortified.
And today as I sat at my desk thinking of how I could apologize..and undo this complete act of insanity..I got a call to tell me, the agreement with my competitor had been pulled. Just. Like. That. I was told..war with me was never the intention, and that this was never thought all the way through. And..
I won.
HAHAHHA!
I put my feet up on my desk today and I laughed because..for the first time in a long time, I WON.
My thoughts are all choppy..because it's late..and I still don't feel well.
But you know. :)
Just like IMing me, I guess.
B
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