For those of you who don't know who Karen Carpenter is, she is the one in the white dress on the right. She died in 1983 from anorexia. This picture was taken that year. We all know that Nicole Richie has been chunky. She's guzzled alcohol like a fiend and she's also be engaged to the meth smoking DJ AM. Why doesn't someone intervine!! I would love to be skinny, to get rid of my little tummy pooch that I have and get rock hard abs. But I never ever want to look like this......EVER!!!
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Scott Storch needs to add a stylist to his entourage of people. I swear I made fun of this guy in high school. At least he looks like it. This douche bag is a billionaire just for laying down the same beats for artists such as Danity Kane, Brooke (Hogan), Christina Aguliara, Beyonce' (yuk), Paris Hilton and Justin Timberlake (I'll take the sexy back). All of his beats sound the same!! And yet this ordinary guy has somehow weaseled his way into the music and socialite scene and has brain washed everyone with his hideous looks and copycat music like a pied piper. Anyways, just thought I would rant...WHAT AN IDIOT!!!
I was laying in my bed waking up watching MTV and the video for Daniel Powter's "Had A Bad Day" came on. Not a huge fan of the song but I always watch the video. I think it's a great example of how just minutes in your life can make you miss the opportunity of a lifetime. Those same minutes can also save your life, prevent accidents and enable you to walk through doors that may not have been open a second before you got there (figuratively and literally). I've always been a huge supporter of the whole "right place, right time", "everything happens for a reason", and "if it's meant to happen, it will" mind set. Any time I've tried to force anything in my life, I have failed miserably or things have turned into being completely awkward. On the other hand, there are some things that have fallen into my lap. Take for instance my career. It's the most amazing thing to me. I miraculously got a college scholarhship without playing high school golf. I walked into the most amazing experience of getting all of my PGA training paid for by Disney (not to mention the best training experience a golf professional can have). When I got my first job in Vail, it was within three days (a week after I turned down a similar position at Kapalua, Hawaii). The position I have now fell into my lap 45 minutes after I emailed my resume to my now director of golf. I guess my point is again, timing is everything but you have to be in the position to recognize and accept the opportunities. And if you aren't in the right place at the right time, if it's meant to be, the opportunity will present itself again. Life's pretty easy, huh? Right....
The length of a relationship I've had in the last three years is equivalent to the life span of a midge (you guys that fly fish will know what I'm talking about). Either way, it's really short. It doesn't matter if I meet the guy at a bar, at the golf course, at a concert or at the gym. The result is always the same, one week...MAX! That's actually longer than the lifespan of a midge but sometimes my realationships are shorter. Why? I have absolutely NO IDEA! I don't pressure guys to call me, I'm not a nagger. I'm fun, I'm cute, I don't have much competition in the valley...so what's the deal? Do I not give the green light for guys to hang with me for a while? Am I choosing guys from the wrong jerk pool? Probably all of the above. The only thing I know is that I have been told SOOOO much crap from guys about promises and plans and stuff we're gonna do and places we're gonna go and then....nothing ever happens. Sometimes, the guy turns into to Casper the ghost and disappears (BTW, how long's it been JD?[said with sarcasm] 
Mmmm….Tom Welling, the modern day embodiment of a young Superman, WB style. I’m working my way through the first season of Smallville thanks to Netflix. I have to admit, I didn’t anticipate liking the show very much but I’m really getting into it. Plus, I’ve always had a crush on John Snyder (for you younger readers, he used to play Bo Duke in the original Dukes of Hazard).
Ok, so Big Ben made a comment on my last entry that I've seem to have "dated" alot of guys. Hmmm, what does that mean? At first, I was a little offended but then I started thinking, that's not so bad. At least I'm getting asked out and I'm not so shallow to give guys a chance even if they're not as hot as most of the boys that read my blog. I'm still not giving out my...what was it called Ben, slut ratio number? I think that's a number that can be misleading (yikes). Anyways, I qualify dating a guy as going to dinner, meeting for drinks (the second time you go out), going to lunch, seeing a movie, kissing goodnight etc. There's a lot more in that etc. that I'm not going into because my dad happens to read this blog on occasion and I would hate for him to get the wrong idea about his little princess! I guess what is discouraging is that I haven't had a long term relationship since "Tad"...really. And I really don't know if he was even a relationship, it was complicated because I was his boss and people couldn't know, so it was weird. (Insert innuendo comment about working under your boss here.) I am kinda dating someone* right now that I met right before I left to visit my parents and now he's gone to New Orleans until sometime next week, so who knows. Here's our relationship, we've hung out about five times, doing various party/nightlife activities, gone to lunch, go out to bars and hung out at eachothers house's. Does that constitute a relationship? I have no idea, probably not. But he's a hottie! God, I'm such an idiot!
Have you ever be in a new town or even just traveling and thought you saw someone you knew? Then you realize as you catch another glimpse that it's not the person you thought it was at all. This happened to me on the way home the other night but it was the person I thought it was.
I was reading Slopmaster's blog entry this morning and wrote him an email reply. As I was writing him, I got the idea for this entry. I went to church AGAIN with my parents yesterday and the sermon really made me think. The basic point of the sermon was that just because we come across hardship in our life, doesn't mean that we are on the wrong path. Here is an excerpt of the email I wrote Slop: 
I remember the first time I saw Charlie Sheen in a movie. I think I was in about 9th or 10th grade and he was in the movie "Men at Work" with Emilio Estevez. I thought Charlie was so hot! Come on, I was a boy crazy 15 year old girl! I think I thought Kirk Cameron was cute too! Wow! Anyways, I lost track of him after that movie (oh wait, there was also the movie "Hot Shots" and "The Three Musketeers"). But I just read the affidavit that Denise Richards submitted to the police and if even half of it is true, he's a grade A jerk! I'm not sure how credible "The Smoking Gun" is but it seemed pretty authentic. It accuses him of perscription drug use(Norco and Xanax), soliciting prostitutes (imagine that) and get this, downloading gay male porn! Nice, Charlie! Not to mention, he has pushed Denise around, called her names in front of her kids and has threatened to kill her! Watch out, folks! We have a white OJ on our hands!
So I couldn't get to sleep last night in my childhood room so I was watching Conan O'Brien. I think he has got to be the funniest guy on TV. He had Howie Mandel on his show as one of his guests. I don't know if any of you have "Deal or No Deal" but it's pretty much the equivalent of "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" for idiots. But, apparently it's saving the NBC network so Mandel is SO full of himself. Come on douchebag, you didn't think of the concept of picking a briefcase, did you? No! You didn't! It's your ridiculous antics and the hot chics that have made the show popular. As far as I'm concerned, I would never want to be on any game show. I always thought I would want to be on TPIR just to be able to spin the big wheel and the final showcase drama, but I've had seconds thoughts about that too. You have to cut the government in on your winnings and have to pay taxes on your prizes so God forbid you win the car! Wow, I got off the subject but my point is that Howie Mandel is most arrogant guys I've seen on TV in a while. Yuck...and I used to love "Bobby's World"!
Alright this is a post for my girls out there, just info to think about so don't take offense. This world is so weight concerned and I can't stand it! Me, I've been called athletic. I'm about 5'8", not telling you how much I weigh but I'm not considered thick and I'm not told to "eat a sandwhich" either. I could probably lose about 5 pounds, but when I do lose weight, it comes right out of my boobs! So, Ben, you'd probably prefer me not to drop any :) My point is to say to you girls out there who may need to lose 5-10 pounds, WEAR CLOTHES THAT FIT YOU! I guarantee, no one will notice the extra, you'll feel better about yourself and I swear guys won't notice (until you get in the bedroom, but you shouldn't be in there anyways the first time you meet him).
Being here visiting my parents is a real eye opener about how relationships should be. My parents have been married for 31 years this month and are best friends. They bike together, hunt together, fish together, go to church etc. They have been such a great example for me over the years growing up as an only child to see how a man should treat a woman and how a wife should love her husband. I have never been one to dream of getting married, to have the big wedding, have kids, buy a house etc. But when I look at their life, I would really love to have someone to be my best friend and to share a life with eventually.
So I'm sitting in Panera Bread, a chain coffee/bagel shop in Springfield, Missouri. I dropped my mom off at her work so I could use her car today. I LOVE BEING ON VACATION! I don't think I've driven a car in about 2 months but it all comes back to you. I didn't get my driver's license until I was 17, which was probably a good thing. I've only had three tickets in those 13 years but I've had three accidents too (apart from the tickets). Believe it or not, none of those accidents I was ticketed for. | Your Five Variable Love Profile |
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"...it was a mission statement...just a mission statement." Have you ever noticed that your mind seems clearer in the middle of the night? Have you ever been laying in bed, not able to sleep and thought of things you need to say to your boss and determined you were going to say them first thing the next morning? Or, you're tossing and turning and think, "I'm going to go up to that guy/girl tomorrow and ask them out." But then in the light of day you're like, "What was I thinking?" This kind of thing happens to me all the time. I have so many grand plans that I have determined to do thinking about them at 3AM in the morning but when I wake up, I have no motivation and no ambition. I think that is probably what separates me and some of you from the Fortune 500 moguls out there in the world. That takes the ambition you have at night and the most courage you can muster up in the daytime. There must be some sort of chemical reaction that your brain goes through in the middle of the night due to lack of sleep, restlessness and seratonin levels...maybe. All I know is that if I did all the things I thought about at night I would probably be way ahead of where I am today but who knows how many friends or jobs I would have lost.
Dear President Bush: 
So I discovered this great electronic artist the other day named Imogen Heap. I was surfing along different blogs and came across this blog that had music attached to it. I just couldn't stop listening to the song. The song is "Headlock" and it's fantastic. So I went right away to iTunes (which I can't believe that I ever lived without) and downloaded it immediately, along with two more songs off the same CD. The song is very hypnotic and chill, kinda what I'm into lately, music wise. The lyrics to her songs are pretty dynamic also. They are very rich, well put together and insightful. It's weird how you just run across some things by accident that make a significant impact on you.
So I went to the G-Love and Special Sauce concert last night that was in Vail. It was pretty cool. There were so many people there and I feel that I knew about half of them. Being that Vail is such a small town, you run into people all the time that you know. It makes it hard to date because you are always going to someone who dated the guy your dating. It's kind of like a social petrie dish. I like the anonymity of big cities where if you dump a guy, you're not going to hear about him dating one of your friends later. But there is about 4 to 1 guys to girls here, so we do have our pick mostly. But we also have a saying, "The odds are good but the goods are odd". It holds pretty true. Another saying that the guys like to use is, "When you breakup, you don't lose your girlfriend, you lose your turn". Gross but mostly true also. I envy Slopmaster's fabulous life in Hollywood where he can date as much as he wants and doesn't have to see the girls ever again if he doesn't want to. Lucky!
Have you ever had something happen that you know you should be happy about but you just can't make yourself because you don't understand why things didn't work out for you in a similar situation? I'm really having to bite my tongue and take some deep breaths this week. The girl that was in the accident I blogged about a few weeks ago is doing much better. They've figured out that she is probably paralyzed but continues to have improvements in her movement where it looks like she may get better in the long run. Great news! I'm just thankful that I can walk (and now run) off the 10 pounds that I've gained in the last three months in bits and pieces. 
Well, it's April and in two weeks, I'm going to visit my parents... in Missouri. That may not sound like much to everyone else but I'm just excited about getting out of the mountains for a while. I'm an only child so I love going home, hanging out with my parents and eating home cooking...or at least eating for free :) My parents are both health nuts so the food we eat isn't like your regular down home food. One place that my mom and I go though is this Jamaican restaurant called "Tropical Breezes". The food is fantastic! Another reason I love to go home is I get to see the dogs. My parents have three: 2 Rotties and a Boxer. The Rottweilers are females and the Boxer is a male. The oldest of the dogs is Sadie, one of the Rotties. She will be 12 this year and my parents got her when I was in college. The other two are both 6 years old and were both adopted. The Boxer's name is MJ and the other Rottie is Sydney. I haven't got to meet Sydney yet but I'm sure we will get along famously. Not a whole lot else here in my world right now, I'm just glad to have a couple days off!
Here is a picture that Devin has recently taken. I think it's pretty interesting. I have no knowledge of photography basics or inner workings but I'm sure they are there. What I like is to think of is a back story on pictures like this. If this was real life, what is she doing in the alley? Why is she balancing delicately on the post? Where did she come from? Stuff like that...here's my interpretation...in free prose with a little word play.
So Devin read my blog and came up to me today and was like, "Hey I read your blog thing but...hamsters smell!" Oh, but on the contrary, Devin, you don't smell and I was refering to how cute you are. Just like this picture (thanks, Rebecca!). I tried to explain that, back in the day, I had one of the cutest boyfriends, Jason, who my best friend would tell me he was so cute she just wanted to put him in a cage and watch him run on his little wheel. Devin again took that as I was wanting him to be in a smelly cage and go nowhere, kidding of course. So, me blushing, had to flat out tell him that it was a compliment, that he doesn't smell and that I think he's super cute. Way to be subtle, Jen! So, again Devin, you're a super cutie, you smell like Chapstick and I love your green bandana!
This is about a guy I know named Devin. I met him because his shop is kind of attached to our hotel. He works at this place called Sharp Shooters. It's a photo shop that takes pictures of people skiing and or posing on the mountain.I've gotten to know him this winter because those guys always pass in front of the front desk where I work. He's also friends with my friend Dan that I've mentioned before. Devin also takes pictures on his own. He just gave me his website where he posts his pictures, www.dbphoto.deviantart.com. There are some pretty cool ones and also this picture of him on the site too. He's also cute as a hamster but I would never tell him that :) He'll probably read it on here anyways. Anyways, I thought I would talk up his photos and give you guys some cool pics to look at while you're reading this!
I laugh everytime I see that commercial they show on MTV where the high school girl is basically squished flat because she says she has to deal with too much peer pressure. But even I, at 30, have too much pressure. Here are 5 sources of my personal pressure:
So John lost his cellphone today, you know the guy who I've been talking to for the past month in a half from NY. It's probably for the best because he's going on a cruise in a week and I won't be able to talk to him for 10 days anyways. But it leads me to the question, what would we do without cellphones? I know I feel naked without mine, a little unsafe and totally disconnected. And I love having caller ID with every call, because you can choose to answer or not. I love it! But, we as Americans are so spoiled in having our cellphones to call or text and blackberries to be able to get emails or text messages or even our social calendar. All I know is that I'm sad when I can't hear someone's voice or thinking that I may be missing out on something. Anyways, knock on wood, I've only lost one cellphone and was able to replace it in a heartbeat. So, I guess I will have to settle on emailing John and hear from him when he gets back from the cruise. So sad...
So I chatted online with one of my old friends today named DW. I was friends with him when I was a golf pro down in Orlando. We KINDA dated a little back in the day when I was "brand new" but I kind of screwed up and ended up seeing a good friend of his. When I chatted with him today, it's like we didn't have any years between us. You ever f---ed up a relationship and then looked back years later and say, "Damn, I really messed that up"? Well, that's what I say about him. At the time, I was really immature and didn't know what I wanted. I guess you live and learn. But he's always been really nice to me and never held anything against me. Thanks D-Dub!
Well, I know that I'm 1/4 Irish thanks to my mom's mom. My other quarters are Czech, Greek and Welsh. Wow, talk about Heinz 57! I've definitely got the drinking down from my Irish side, the outgoing and loud side of my Greek side, the pretty, tan Mediterrainean skin from my Czech side and....everything else from the Welsh side, I guess. 
My friend Dan and I went out to eat last night at the Gashouse. Great restaurant in Edwards. We had wine and raw oysters to start out. So yummy! I had the 10 oz NY strip (medium rare) with veggies and a baked potato. Dan had a rack of lamb with mint sauce and get this...curly fries. That's the kind of restaurant this was! Anyways, we were full as ticks and then our waiter brings us a combo of pecan pie and vanilla ice cream for free since he kept bumping into my chair all night. That put both of us over the edge! After that we went back to my house and played gin. I kicked his ass!! Anyways, it was a good night and satisfied my craving for steak for the time being. This picture is what I would have been looking at if I would have turned around in my chair. Seriously, this water buffalo had an attitude problem!
A girl I know from my job had a pretty bad accident this weekend. She was driving on our crazy Colorado roads and flipped the big truck she was driving. She was thrown from her vehicle even though she was wearing her seatbelt. My boss Julie is really good friends with her and said when she went to visit her yesterday, she wasn't able to move her legs. She fractured her T2 and T3 vertebrae and had to have a rod put in her back for support.
I'm so excited for a day off finally! It's been a busy week for the hotel and this next week will be slow before spring break hits. I really need a vacation though. I would love to be laying on a beach somewhere soaking in the sun. My friend John is going on a cruise at the end of March and I'm so jealous. My boss Julie is going to Jupiter, FL in April. I have no idea what I'm doing for mud season yet. I have about two weeks off starting the middle of April. I wish I could go somewhere fun. 
When I lived in Florida, all of my friends loved the Dave Matthews Band. I liked them too. I have quite a few of the cd's and used to listen to them all the time. But when I moved here to Colorado, everyone called DMB sellouts. Here in the mountains, we have what is called underground music. Many bands get their start in this area and we get to listen to them for the bargain price of a five dollar cover. Gov'ment Mule, Acoustic Semi, some really good Pink Floyd and Grateful Dead tribute bands and many others have got their start here.
After about a month (yeah, mom and dad, it's been a month) of riding the bus, I've realized that there is a protocol and etiquette to taking public transportation. Listed below are a few of these observations and etiquette tips to fellow bus riders.
It's really sad when all I have to blog about is a trip to Wal-Mart. My boss and of course friend, Julie, needed to go to Wal-Mart so we went together. Much better for me than trudging home with groceries on the bus. I ended up spending more than I wanted because I'm trying to stock up so I don't have to go back for a while. We had a good time but I could have spent way more money than I did. But I stuck to my list and only impulse bought a couple of things.
Well, today was probably the most beautiful day I've seen in a long time of winter. It was 55 degrees here, full sun and lots of snow melt. My walk to the bus stop was fantastic! I have this CD that is jam packed with my favorite music and it lasts all the way to work. It's got a lot of Dave Matthews, John Mayer and Jack Johnson on it, great boppin' music. Did some hard core partying two nights ago which made me waste all of yesterday on the couch. BOO! I have sworn off the bar scene for another week at least. My roommate leaves for the Dominican Republic tonight and I have the whole condo to myself for two weeks. YEAH!! What I'm gonna do with that time I don't know but I will miss her.
Johnny Bravo is the skirt-chasing character who constantly searches for a woman willing to date him, but even when he seems to find one, something goes wrong. Johnny Bravo looks and sounds like Elvis Presley, except for having blonde hair and a Fonzie-ish appearance. He is incredibly narcissistic, and incredibly dim-witted.
This past week has been super hectic hence not posting in a few days. I've been babysitting for possibly the 3 cutest girls I've ever met in my life. The family is from Scarsdale and the girls are 9, 8 and 4. Their names are Danielle, Courtney and Emma. Even though my week has been busy, they definitely brighten up my day. They are very well behaved and are currently trying to set me up with their ski instructor! I tell you what, if I ever wanted to have kids (which is not on my life agenda as of right now) I'm pretty sure I would be an awesome mom. That "Mom" gene kicks in and I find myself doing things automatically that i had no idea i could do i.e. make mac and cheese and be able to split it up between three, let the 4 year old put my hair in pigtails, make sure they all brush their teeth and tuck them all into their beds. Anyways, these girls are such cuties, I'm gonna miss them!
For reasons beyond my control, I've been having to take public transportation to work lately. Our bus system here is great only I have to walk about a half a mile to the bus stop everytime I'm going to work. The other morning at 6:30AM, the wind was howling and we had just gotten the most snow in one night as we have for a long time. I started my trek and just as I got out of my driveway, one of my neighbors pulled over and asked if I wanted a ride to the bus stop. God bless people like that in desperate situations! BTW, thanks for the ride Ryan!
So here I sit at work again. 6th day in a row. No biggie though, because I have no life. Posting on my blog is sometimes the highlight of my day. I am completely off work on Tuesday though, Valentine's day. I'm actually going to hang out with my friend Dan. He works at the Sharpshooter store in our building and he's one of the funniest guys I know. He's bisexual so we aren't going out as a serious date but I'm excited to do something with a guy on Valentine's day even if he will be checking out both guys and girls :)
My auto playlist is what I listen to when I set my laptop up at work and listen to background music. I have all my music downloaded on my laptop. Here's the first five songs:
Every night I have a craving for chocolate. I usually deny myself to keep the fantabulous figure of mine. But I indulge every once in a while and tonight I grabbed a thing of Swoops. They come in different flavors: York Peppermint Patty and Hershey's. I got the York variety tonight. They're pretty good. They are thin chocolate wafers and they look like mini Pringles but they are pure chocolate. They fit on your tounge perfect and taste awesome!! The box has three containers of 6 wafers each which makes 18 (I did the math for everyone). Anyways, I would encourage you chocolate lovers out there to try these for a snack. I'm sure there's something you can do to work off the 190 calories for...every...2...wafers. HOLY CRAP!! Get ready to run a lot on the treadmill!!!
This is really not as desperate as it sounds. This is the way most girls feel about the guys that are super but the guys don't know that's how they feel. I entered this prose in our local paper here in Vail but I doubt I will win anything for it. Enjoy! And remember, it's not supposed to rhyme...
So I went out with a friend last night and saw a guy friend that I hadn't seen in a really long time. My friend Dennis is very special to me. I've known him for about a year and I met him while I was bartending at the Sundance (a bar of 20 years now torn down, pause for a moment of silence....). Ok, anyways, I went camping quite a bit with this guy and some of his friends last summer and actually had an unfortunate accident at his house in August. I was climbing up his ladder to his loft bedroom and fell off the ladder unfortunately fracturing my L1 veterbrae. He took me to the hospital where I spent two weeks but now have a bionic titanium vertebrae, no paralysis or strength loss and a pretty little six digit number for a hospital bill since I didn't have insurance. Anyway, Dennis is one of my good close friends. I guess you could say we dated but our timing has always been off. But he's one of those guys who I can only see being with short term. I really can't see us together in the future if I look down the road 5 years from now. I've tried but I just can't see it.
