Floridians don't have a right to be cold.....no one told me about this rule.

Discloser: I'm 100% sure I've posted this before but it's that time of year when this kind of stuff starts to get on my nerves so just bear with me.


I have a love/hate relationship with snowbirds. They're great, they come to Fl this time of year and stay until the end of spring. They're usually in a good mood at first but are lacking in Southern manners, (which I am not only accustomed to but prefer) so they also bring a certain pushiness and sense of entitlement with them that I can usually overlook because I know they're not from here and mean well.(was that a run on sentence or was that a run on sentence)By the end of SPring they've pretty much worn out their welcome because I can tell that they too are beginning to get sick of the slow South(which is ok, sometimes I do too) and start complaining to anyone who'll listen which is usually me because I'm too polite to say that I don't give a f-. If I hear, "Well in (insert city) people don't blahblahblah" one more time, I might dig out my own ears with a shovel. If I wanted to know what people do or say or act or buy or eat or read or whatever, I would go there.


Why is it that if I say I'm cold, people assume it's time to start a contest of who's colder,as in "HA! That's nothing! It's 30000 below zero over in (insert city), Wimpy!"

I'm not trying to start a new Olympic competition of who's colder, I'm just saying that I'm cold. Obviously I'm not an idiot so I know it's colder in (insert city).....THAT'S WHY I DON'T LIVE THERE. Just cuz I live closer to the equator, doesn't mean I don't have a right to be cold or say that I'm cold or that I've just taken the first move in the "who's colder" contest.......just sayin'. I think I'm going to just start carrying around gold medals to hand out to people in the winter for winning the "who has more right to be cold" contest that no one told me about.


When people complain about how effing hot they are in the summer, I don't jump out of my skin to keep my head from exploding so that I can berate them about how "it's a thousand degrees here(insert snooty and disdainful laugh)" or that "we all sweat buckets at night so shut up and stop complaining because you don't have a right to be hot". My usual reply is,"Yeah, well it's summer. You'll be happier when it cools down this Fall." These are the same people who can't take air conditioners set below 85. I don't get it.

My declaration

I'm leaving in 2 minutes to go to the beach with Peanut but before I go I just have to say a couple things.  Since I hardly ever talk about Pop culture.  (Political rantings yes but I usually leave Pop culture alone)


-I don't care who or when or if Brett Favre(whose name everyone pronounces wrong even Brett Favre but that's another post for another day) sent or didn't send pictures of himself naked.  I couldn't care any less.  I don't care what image he had, didn't have, has now because of these pictures.  They are a non issue in my life. I don't need an apology since he didn't cheat/is not married to me.  This issue does not affect my wallet, my health or my self esteem.

-I still don't care who Tiger Woods slept with or didn't sleep with.  I'm not interested in whether or not his wife ran after him with a golf club or who crashed their car.   If I don't buy Nike products or if I do it has nothing to do with Tiger Woods.  I didn't need an apology because I still hate golf and whether or not another pro athlete(like everyone was so damned surprised that another pro-athlete cheats) cheats or doesn't cheat will ever change that.

-I didn't care when Brad left Jen for Angie.  I thought he was a good looking bad actor then.  I still think he's a good looking bad actor now.  I'm tired of hearing about how "great" Jen is doing now.  Of course she's doing great, she's a talented and beautiful woman who's moved on with her life just like millions of other women who married asshats who cheat.

-I'll admit I was a little freaked out by Mel Gibson's "demon-like" rant but only because I was in an abusive relationship in my teens so listening to it did traumatize me a little.


However, unless a person breaks a law(regarding violence), does something to affect my life, job or family, or harms a child or animal: I DON'T GIVE A RAT'S ASS and I don't understand why we're all supposed to.



BTW on a more fun note, I finally got my beauty blog up!  Go check it out I posted a video :o)
http://www.earthangelface.com/

Totally Random and Pea News

-first let me start out by saying no I'm not pregnant!!  I say that first because every time I tell someone I have some news, that's the first thing they assume.  So no, it's not that.  I'll totally tell all about that when it happens.  


Anyway, ahem.

*I've been sort of looking for a job.  I say sort of because it's been a half ass attempt. Half ass because at this time I'm lucky enough to not really HAVE to work but now that I no longer(knock on wood) have all kinds of doctor's appointments or volunteer stuff I thought it would be a good idea.  I have a lot of sales experience in the past so I've been mostly concentrating on local stores.  I just want something part time and easy, maybe even seasonal until I go back to school.  Because, yes, I have decided to go back to school.  Not for what I originally intended to do which was teaching but for something else.  More on that later.  Anyway back to what I was saying.  A job.  I haven't had traditional work in a long time so I must have forgot about all those stupid personality assessment surveys companies make you take as part of the application process.  Because some of the questions were so ridiculous and even though I'm guessing I'm supposed to keep these questions private, I never signed anything binding me to do so and I figured I needed to tell you guys!  It's not like I'm naming names anyway.

So one of the questions was:

"How would you describe your level of confidence and self esteem?"

Not bad right?  Sounds like a relevant question to me.  Until I got to the answers.

a) I am more confident than most and have a high self esteem.
b) I have the same confidence as everyone else and an average self esteem.
c) I have less confidence than most and very little self esteem.

and I'm not lying

d) I have no confidence at all and no self esteem.


WHAT?  Do they really expect someone to choose "d" ?  Um.  Ok. On to the next.

"If you had five minutes until the end of your shift and a customer began asking you for help that you knew was going to take more than five minutes, how would you handle the situation?"

a) Ask another associate to help.
b) Tell the customer to ask another associate to help.
c) Help the customer yourself.
d) Slap him.


This leads me to believe that someone got slapped at this particular store just for asking someone who was having a crappy day and was ready to leave in 5 a question.


*Are you wondering why in tar-nation I would even be looking for a job, what with all the shark teeth and beach adventures I could be participating in?  Honestly the transition I'm in was all inspired by my trip to SD and a good talk with my BFF.  She gave me some really good advice and a sort of spiritual kick in the ass.  With all my smack talking I've still been living my life as a sick person in the waiting room.  And then when I finally really was ok again I still kept my life on the pause button waiting for the other shoe to drop or to get sick again.  It's time to put on some lipgloss and  move the hell on.  I think going back to work or school or both whether I decide to have a baby this year, next year or in 5 years is the best thing for me to do.  I'm going to study skin care and skin aesthetics.  It will be the perfect field for me.  Which leads me to my new project.

*I'm starting a new blog.  A beauty and skin care blog.  But not the "I need to show the world how to do everything because I'm a damn expert at all things beauty"  because I'm NOT.  In fact half the time I don't know what the hell I'm doing which is why I've decided to do this.  It will be for everyone.  All ages and cultures.  Real women, not intimidating beauty gurus or impossible to duplicate make up artist tutorials. Because who do women trust the most when it comes to buying beauty products?  Our friends.  Not sales people  who need to make quotas or celeb make up artist who get paid to mention certain brands.   I don't trust half the people who try to help me out when I go shopping because they usually have too much on.  And we'll all be involved in offering tips and product reviews, blog administrators AND readers.  I want anyone who wants to contribute something to do so.  Readers can send in posts, reviews,videos of hauls or tutorials about what works, what hasn't worked, what's on their minds, whatever.  And even though I freely admit that I'm not an expert or a make up artist AT ALL, there are a lot of things I feel completely confident in sharing such as nail care, nail art, skin care for sure.  Because I have the most ridiculously sensitive skin on Earth and just about everyone in my family has had problems with excema. I've been there done that when it comes to handling sensitive skin.   Anyway, I'm getting ahead of myself.  The point I want to get across, if any, is that it's for real everyday women by real everyday women and not only will it be fun, it will also be funny.  I'll be doing interviews, contest give aways, all kinds of exciting stuff. I've got some great things planned.  So stay tuned.....you'll see.

Confession: I was mean yesterday

I should confess something.  I was in such a bad mood yesterday and so full of evil feelings towards my neighbors that I did something, or well refused to do something and I need to get it off my chest before I continue with my day.  Because the minute I realized I truly DO NOT love my neighbor as myself and I'm acting like it, I felt a little bad.  But just a little-hey I said I was a Christian but I never said I was perfect.  As I mentioned last post my neighbors keep me awake just about every weekend with their loud parties and it's not seldom that I wake up to find beer cans and cigarettes on my porch.  No need to mention the beautiful throw up I found on our common stairway the morning after our "discussion" on Friday night wherein one of her "guests" got smartassed with me.  I really should just tell you guys everything but I'm just so disgusted over the whole thing that I don't want to poison my blog with it.  I really do want to tell  but time needs to pass so that I can laugh at it instead of wrath over it, which is what I've been doing.  I had some other things on my mind yesterday that contributed to my bad mood as well but anyway, back to what I wanted to confess:  Yesterday at around lunch time, there was knock on my door and when I opened it there stood a flower deliveryman.  I knew it was for my neighbor and he asked if he could leave it with me.  I told him I didn't feel comfortable accepting their deliveries and I was probably pretty terse with him.  (oops it's not his fault)  The minute I closed the door I knew how petty I was being.  But that's just how disgusted over the whole thing I am. I don't want anything to do with them right now.  I don't want to accept their deliveries and I don't want to knock on their door with a fake smile and a vase of flowers. For just a couple days I just want to pretend that they don't exist.   It probably would have been a good opportunity to make peace, even though there really is no negative energy between us that I can feel.  It's really just my negative energy towards them. She at least had the decency to act apologetic, I'll give her that.   But like that Dixie Chick song, I'm still "not ready to make nice."  Eventually I will.  I still do wave to them when we see each other in our small parking lot so it's not like I'm zapping eye-lasers (as I've been known to do) or flipping them off everyday.  I just want to not have anything more to do with them for right now.  It's Memorial day weekend and I'm already anticipating another Frat party, thus my anxiety over the whole situation. Anyway yeah, so I was mean yesterday.  I used to post confessions on Tuesdays and then somehow forgot about it, I guess I should do this more often.

 I wanted this post to be a list of things that cheer me up, since I am in a happier mood today but I think I'll do it later.

Pet Peeves

I didn't sleep last night so I'm not in the best of moods today.  So today's posts are list of a few things I loathe.

-Animal print and Pointy toed shoes.  yeah yeah I've posted this before but the repetition should be a sign of my loathing.  No offense to all you folks who love them.  I just think animal print either ages a woman or makes her look desperate if it's not done right.  And I don't have enough time on the Earth left to list all the reasons why I hate pointy toed shoes.

-Finding plastic on the beach but I've already told you guys about that.

-When people pronounce Florida as if it's spelled "Flahr-duh."  I'm not sure why but it just drives me insane.

-When people make comments about how wild my dog is.  Stuff like, " You should train him."  No you should just not come over to my house, he lives here-you don't.

-When sales people try to help me.  I know this sounds odd, we all need help when we shop don't we?  I'm not talking about opening the fitting room door for me and getting the correct size.  I'm talking about the ones who know I'm going to buy stuff, so they try to maximize by making suggestions. For example, MrPea recently bought me a new pair of sunglasses for our anniversary and I was in the store trying a bunch on and the saleslady kept trying to make me try on a bunch of stuff that I hated because we have different taste.  She's just being helpful but I don't trust other people's tastes because I hate trendy things.  I always have to tell them to stop because I will automatically hate anything they show me.


-My neighbor(s).  They seem like nice people, but they are the loudest mf's I have ever had the misfortune to live next to.  I had to go over there(as non-confrontational as I am) last Friday night because she was having a loud party and there were people hanging out on my porch smoking and drinking.  I decided to forgive her because she was really apologetic until the next morning when I woke up to find PUKE on the common stairway. Yeah.  She's in the I hate you club. I'll have to post this story one day when I'm feeling more humorous over it.

-People who scoff when I complain about the cold in the winter.  Usually it's because said person comes from a colder climate and thinks no one else has the right to be cold because it's colder somewhere else.  It's not the Olympics of who has a worse winter it's just me saying I'm cold.




-Sorry New Yorkers but I might piss some of you off because I have to say this:  when people from New York move here(cuz you all know they end up in Florida one day) and every conversation starts or ends with,"Well, in New York it's done this way" or "That doesn't happen in New York,"  Or  "If this was New York...", or "I've never seen anything like this in New York"   Etc. It's always said in that nose turned up tone that they think we Floridians don't understand.  Not everyone does this but the ones who do have no idea how rude this is in any region.  We get it ok?!  You guys love New York!  New York is your standard.  But guess what, there are some of who don't give a flying f*ck how the perfect people in the perfect city of New York or Cairo or Timbuktu or anywhere else do everything better than everyone else.  If it's all so wonderful there, why are so many people moving here where everything is so awful and we Southerners are so slow and stupid?  exactly.  I promise you, I love Florida and I love Hawaii. I could live and die in either of these places, never see New York or any major city and have no regrets over it.   But I don't go around telling everyone how everyone else in Florida and Hawaii "do" everything.   Because I was raised to be polite.  This doesn't mean I don't heart NY, I heart NY very much, I just think it's obnoxious behavior. No one else does this in my experience.  I've met people who move here from all parts of the country and not one has started out a conversation with me by saying, "I'm from Vermont so naturally I'm not used to seeing all the blah blah blah that you guys here must be used to"  or "Oh well, in Arkansas we don't let our kids blah blah blah because we have higher standards than you all"


yeah I'm in a bad mood.  I was confronted with this last night for the billionth time.


 For the record my loud, rude, trashy neighbor is from Tennessee.  So my wrath today is evenly spread around.  Feel free to disagree and  add your own pet peeves.  It might make me feel better.

Looks like someone had a good time on their vacation!

I live near a really expensive, fancy hotel and country club so naturally I encounter a lot of "weirdness" as tourists and country club people tend to be.  I was walking Peanut on the beach this week and came upon this wonderful evidence.....A towel and an empty condom wrapper. Not quite sure if this couple realized they were doing it right in front of a row of townhouses.   Fun.

At least they had safe sex.