For those of you faithful followers...continue to follow me here.
I have decided I absolutely love the look and feel of Tumblr and this will be my official BLOG going forward. I am transitioning into the world of Tumblr and hopefully you will still enjoy the sass, figuratively peaking! So this is adios to blogger. BUT you will continue to learn more about me and fall more in love with the truest of true people that you have already grown to love. (what, I can be confident sometimes...) So add me. Like me. Follow me. However, you so choose....
See you on the other side. Peace Out.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Suck It.
I hate winter. The day in and day out of it being cold. And today, I hate it even more because it cracked my windshield. Granted, a rock from the highway started the blemish…but winter turned it into a full on crack across my windshield. So winter, I have two words for you. SUCK IT.
Friday, January 14, 2011
My Pet, Cooper
Cooper: a.k.a Cooper the Pooper, Coop, 3-Poop Coop....
August 2009 - I adopted Cooper from the Humane Society. They say he is part Lab, part Australian Cattle Dog. Who knows, all I know was that he was the lonely boy dog in the girl wing of the facility who needed a home. He was laying on his cot looking up at me through the glass. The minute our eyes met, I knew that I had to take him home. Little did I know, that he would cause some destruction his first month with us. He tore apart numerous doggie beds, stuffed animals, blankets, my boyfriend's favorite hat, and my dining room carpet. But with a lot of patience (and some crying) he has grown to be a perfect addition to our family. I know his whines when he has to go outside. I know when he's hungry in the morning because he has the LOUDEST stomach rumble I have ever heard in a dog. He loves rides in the car and long walks in the park. He still doesn't quite understand cats and why they don't want to play with him, but give him any dog, and they will be best friends. His favorite toys are anything that sqweeks and bones give him the runs. He gives me comfort when I have had a bad day and is the best snuggle buddy. My forever friend...Cooper.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
To Be Fit Or Not To Be Fit
Day (whatever) challenge: Are you a Fitness Guru or Couch Potato?
I would like to say my brain is a fitness guru and wants to work out 24-7...whether that actually happens has to do with my body and the devil side of my brain saying, "Couch looks much better." The worst is when I am sitting on my couch WATCHING the Biggest Loser. BUT I have in fact joined the gym and try to go as much as I can. Occasionally I go on my lunch break since it's just down the strip from where I work. I hit up the treadmill and some circuit training weights and feel accomplished. My true passion at the gym are the classes offered, but during lunchtime there are none available. When I have gone to classes, my favorites have to be kickboxing, piyo (pilates and yoga combined - who knew you could actually work up sweat bending and balancing.) and hip-hop dance.
I would like to say my brain is a fitness guru and wants to work out 24-7...whether that actually happens has to do with my body and the devil side of my brain saying, "Couch looks much better." The worst is when I am sitting on my couch WATCHING the Biggest Loser. BUT I have in fact joined the gym and try to go as much as I can. Occasionally I go on my lunch break since it's just down the strip from where I work. I hit up the treadmill and some circuit training weights and feel accomplished. My true passion at the gym are the classes offered, but during lunchtime there are none available. When I have gone to classes, my favorites have to be kickboxing, piyo (pilates and yoga combined - who knew you could actually work up sweat bending and balancing.) and hip-hop dance.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Snow Day
Apparently, some people in my department think that when it's a snow day for some, it's a snow day for all. My son is at home enjoying the luxuries of the day off, but not me. I'm at work. (blogging, hee hee) I miss snow days. Gone are the days though (unless I switch careers and become a teacher) that I can stay home because of snow. Oh, how I remember snow days! We would go sledding, make snowmen, have snowball fights, lay in the snow and make snowangels, and even build snow forts....now, the thought of all of those make me shiver and think, umm, no thanks...too damn cold out. Now when it snows I think, great, traffic is going to be horrible. What am I going to do with my son? Will this all refreeze tonight? I hope my dog doesn't want to play in this when we go outside. Ya, happy snow day, for me, it is not. (as pretty as it might be.)
Monday, January 10, 2011
Figuratively Peaking on Hold
Dear Tumblr,
As much as I love being online and blogging, tonight I couldn't even get past the DESIGN stage of creating my new blog. (my apologies, Blogger) I thought I would give Tumblr a try, but after spending way to long just trying to figure out how to edit my only entry, I think I might have to just stick with my trusty ole yeller blog, Sass In The City.
I know my trusted followers are happy about this non-move. (but if you do so chose to follow my rants and bitching on Tumblr, you can go to http://figurativelypeaking.tumblr.com/. I'll be sure to make the two different, until I am tired of Tumblr freezing and telling me the server is busy...therefore giving up all together and blogging here.)
-Thanks,
Sass.
As much as I love being online and blogging, tonight I couldn't even get past the DESIGN stage of creating my new blog. (my apologies, Blogger) I thought I would give Tumblr a try, but after spending way to long just trying to figure out how to edit my only entry, I think I might have to just stick with my trusty ole yeller blog, Sass In The City.
I know my trusted followers are happy about this non-move. (but if you do so chose to follow my rants and bitching on Tumblr, you can go to http://figurativelypeaking.tumblr.com/. I'll be sure to make the two different, until I am tired of Tumblr freezing and telling me the server is busy...therefore giving up all together and blogging here.)
-Thanks,
Sass.
My Favorite Season
I think my favorite season would have to be Fall. As much as I love Spring because of the anticipation of warmth after several long winter months and the blossoming of the tulips (and don't forget evening softball games)....Fall is definitely a season that I welcome it's arrival. I have so many aspects that I love about Fall. A brisk chill in the air after the HOT summer days, the changing of the leaves from green to gorgeous hues of red and orange, sitting on the sidelines watching my son play football, fires in the chimnea, wine time on the porch, the smell of burning fallen leaves; all of it brings me great happiness.
Friday, January 7, 2011
My Partner In Crime
Day 4: Talk about your closest friend.
There are only a select few that I believe really know me to my core. They know when I am sad before I even say anything. They love me for all my quirks and weirdnesses. The person I have chosen to blog about though is a person who has to spend 8 hours everyday (minus Saturday and Sunday unless we decide to meet, which happens often) with me and she sees all emotions. We laugh. We fight. We cry. We vent. We talk. We share. When we first met I had no idea it would turn into a friendship like this (cause she hated me)...but I grew on her and now we are besties 4 eva.
There are only a select few that I believe really know me to my core. They know when I am sad before I even say anything. They love me for all my quirks and weirdnesses. The person I have chosen to blog about though is a person who has to spend 8 hours everyday (minus Saturday and Sunday unless we decide to meet, which happens often) with me and she sees all emotions. We laugh. We fight. We cry. We vent. We talk. We share. When we first met I had no idea it would turn into a friendship like this (cause she hated me)...but I grew on her and now we are besties 4 eva.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Day 3 Challenge: Favorite TV Show
I think this might be a tough one for me because I have A TON of favorite TV shows. And since I have a DVR I am able to watch ALL of them at my convenience. Thank the Lord for technology. (well, maybe not the Lord, but I thank Charter for my services every month) Since you all probably just finally finished the Tattoo/Piercing novel, I thought this entry could just be a list in ranking order of what comes to mind first.
1.) Grey's Anatomy
2.) Private Practice
3.) Biggest Loser
4.) Amazing Race
5.) Real World/Road Rules Challenge
6.) Brother's & Sisters
7.) Supernatural
8.) Celebrity Rehab
(who doesn't love a good trainwreck!)
9.) Survivor
10.) Friday Night Lights
11.) Friends
Shows I loved that are no longer on:
11.) Lost
12.) Chips
13.) The Love Boat
14.) Who's The Boss
15.) MacGyver
1.) Grey's Anatomy
2.) Private Practice
3.) Biggest Loser
4.) Amazing Race
5.) Real World/Road Rules Challenge
6.) Brother's & Sisters
7.) Supernatural
8.) Celebrity Rehab
(who doesn't love a good trainwreck!)
9.) Survivor
10.) Friday Night Lights
11.) Friends
Shows I loved that are no longer on:
11.) Lost
12.) Chips
13.) The Love Boat
14.) Who's The Boss
15.) MacGyver
Part 2 : Piercings
I don't think I have any exciting stories about piercings other than I've come to find out that certain parts of my body don't adjust well to being pierced. When I was younger, piercing of the ears and multiple earrings on the ears was the cool thing to have. I had 3 holes and a cartilage piercing in one ear and 2 holes in the other. I ended up taking out the cartilage one after a month because it hurt too bad 100% of the time. I have my navel pierced. That took a long while to heal...after many weight losses and gains and 12 years later - it's still holding strong. (except lately I have considered taking it out just because it's just not cute to show off my tummy anymore. Sorry Brittney Spears. But after seeing what it looked like out and realizing my belly button has taken on a new look without the piercing - I've opted to keep it in.)
One more. I also HAD my nose pierced. I always loved the look of a cute little diamond (tiny, not gangster size diamond). So when I went to get it done, that was a tragic in itself. Apparently it bled quite a bit (with freaked out the piercer, I'm not kidding. Seriously, a piercer getting freaked out can't be a good sign) and it took forever to get the stud in. I thought to myself, "Great, can't really hide a bad face piercing...." I think it finally healed after 4 months and for a week looked like I wanted it to look, but then I breathed and it got infected again. That was the end of the nose piercing.
One more. I also HAD my nose pierced. I always loved the look of a cute little diamond (tiny, not gangster size diamond). So when I went to get it done, that was a tragic in itself. Apparently it bled quite a bit (with freaked out the piercer, I'm not kidding. Seriously, a piercer getting freaked out can't be a good sign) and it took forever to get the stud in. I thought to myself, "Great, can't really hide a bad face piercing...." I think it finally healed after 4 months and for a week looked like I wanted it to look, but then I breathed and it got infected again. That was the end of the nose piercing.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Part 1: Ink
Day 2: Today I have to talk about my tattoos and piercings.
Growing up, my parents pounded into me how beautiful my body was and how I should never destroy it with tattoos. This being said, the minute I was officially on my own I immediately went and got some ink. After that first tat, the addiction started...and here's the list.
1st Tattoo: Dolphin Location: Ankle Year: Summer of '96
I believe it seriously was a week that I was officially moved out of my parents house and living on my own when I ended up in U. City on a warm spring day. Warm days always make me think, "What a perfect day for a tattoo." Iron Age, back then, was in a two story building on the second level over looking the main drag. There were 3 tat artists and 1 piercer. I went in knowing I wanted a dolphin on my ankle. It represented the summer after I graduated high school when I trained dolphins in the Florida Keys at the Dolphin Research Center. To this day, I still love that tattoo.
2nd Tattoo: Sliding Frog Location: Back Year: Fall of '99
When I was young, I was married for a short period of time. When that husband chose to leave me for someone else, it wrecked me. It came out of nowhere a year after my son was born. I went through the grieving process. The anger process. All of the emotions a person could possess, I went through. The frog represents F-fully, R-Relying O-On, G-God. When you look at him he is sliding down my back with streak marks. He's barely hanging on. And that's how I felt as a 24 year old single mom.
3rd Tattoo: Asian Tranquility Symbol Location: Lower Back. (I fully accept and love my tramp stamp.) Year: 2000
About a year after the 2nd tat, I was fully healed physically as well as emotionally. The symbol represents the peace I felt after going through the heaviest storm of my life. I realize it's location soon earned the name, "Tramp Stamp", but whatever...I still love what that symbol represents.
4th Tattoo: Beauty Captured Location: Stomach Year: 2004
4 long years passed and I was craving some more ink. I actually knew I wanted a tattoo that I could actually see, since ankle, back, and lower back are just really hard to stare at. (or casually look without looking like a freak.) I was a several months into my 2nd marriage and I felt uneasy about myself. My self esteem has not always been the highest and at that point in time I was severally struggling with how I perceived myself. A moment struck me one day after finding out I was losing a job that I had grown to love and adore....and I decided to head to the tattoo shop. I met with Jeremy who would draw up my most favorite of tattoos to this day. It was a butterfly and eyes - both representing a vision of beauty. I wanted words too. I wanted them to read "Beauty Captured My Soul". He saw my vision and created an amazing piece of art for my stomach that I admire every single day.
5th Tattoo: 5 Stars Location: Foot Year: 2009
I think these really were a day that I said - hey, haven't had a tattoo in a while. I had just gone through my 2nd divorce and thought...what the hell, why not!! I love them so much! Perfect location.
6th Tattoo: Lotus Flowers around Beauty Captured Tat Year: 2009
I went with my bestie girlfriend Shannon to All Star so she could get her Anchor tat. The artist that did my stars was like, "What are you getting today?" I had no idea and asked him for suggestions. If I enter a tattoo shop for any reason, I don't think there would be anyway that I would leave without having something done there. I still am not convinced that it was a good idea to get more ink around my "Beauty", but I think it completed the placement and location of the initial piece.
So there we have it and there we are....I don't think my tattoo stories will ever be complete. My parents still to this day say, "You're body was so beautiful when you were born." And my response now is, "It still is damn it....I've just added my own expression to it."
Growing up, my parents pounded into me how beautiful my body was and how I should never destroy it with tattoos. This being said, the minute I was officially on my own I immediately went and got some ink. After that first tat, the addiction started...and here's the list.
1st Tattoo: Dolphin Location: Ankle Year: Summer of '96
I believe it seriously was a week that I was officially moved out of my parents house and living on my own when I ended up in U. City on a warm spring day. Warm days always make me think, "What a perfect day for a tattoo." Iron Age, back then, was in a two story building on the second level over looking the main drag. There were 3 tat artists and 1 piercer. I went in knowing I wanted a dolphin on my ankle. It represented the summer after I graduated high school when I trained dolphins in the Florida Keys at the Dolphin Research Center. To this day, I still love that tattoo.
2nd Tattoo: Sliding Frog Location: Back Year: Fall of '99
When I was young, I was married for a short period of time. When that husband chose to leave me for someone else, it wrecked me. It came out of nowhere a year after my son was born. I went through the grieving process. The anger process. All of the emotions a person could possess, I went through. The frog represents F-fully, R-Relying O-On, G-God. When you look at him he is sliding down my back with streak marks. He's barely hanging on. And that's how I felt as a 24 year old single mom.
3rd Tattoo: Asian Tranquility Symbol Location: Lower Back. (I fully accept and love my tramp stamp.) Year: 2000
About a year after the 2nd tat, I was fully healed physically as well as emotionally. The symbol represents the peace I felt after going through the heaviest storm of my life. I realize it's location soon earned the name, "Tramp Stamp", but whatever...I still love what that symbol represents.
4th Tattoo: Beauty Captured Location: Stomach Year: 2004
4 long years passed and I was craving some more ink. I actually knew I wanted a tattoo that I could actually see, since ankle, back, and lower back are just really hard to stare at. (or casually look without looking like a freak.) I was a several months into my 2nd marriage and I felt uneasy about myself. My self esteem has not always been the highest and at that point in time I was severally struggling with how I perceived myself. A moment struck me one day after finding out I was losing a job that I had grown to love and adore....and I decided to head to the tattoo shop. I met with Jeremy who would draw up my most favorite of tattoos to this day. It was a butterfly and eyes - both representing a vision of beauty. I wanted words too. I wanted them to read "Beauty Captured My Soul". He saw my vision and created an amazing piece of art for my stomach that I admire every single day.
5th Tattoo: 5 Stars Location: Foot Year: 2009
I think these really were a day that I said - hey, haven't had a tattoo in a while. I had just gone through my 2nd divorce and thought...what the hell, why not!! I love them so much! Perfect location.
6th Tattoo: Lotus Flowers around Beauty Captured Tat Year: 2009
I went with my bestie girlfriend Shannon to All Star so she could get her Anchor tat. The artist that did my stars was like, "What are you getting today?" I had no idea and asked him for suggestions. If I enter a tattoo shop for any reason, I don't think there would be anyway that I would leave without having something done there. I still am not convinced that it was a good idea to get more ink around my "Beauty", but I think it completed the placement and location of the initial piece.
So there we have it and there we are....I don't think my tattoo stories will ever be complete. My parents still to this day say, "You're body was so beautiful when you were born." And my response now is, "It still is damn it....I've just added my own expression to it."
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
A New Year, A New Challenge
So I've been told I don't blog enough. So here I go with the 30 DAY challenge. Happy New Year!
DAY 1 : My Middle Name and How I Feel About It
My middle name is JEAN. Not Gene. Not Gean...BUT JEAN. Like the denim. I have always loved my middle name. It is my aunt's middle name as well...I believe that is the reason why my parent's chose it. It's the perfect middle name. When paired with ANY first name, you sound like you are sweet little country girl. Except if your first name is Gertrude. Gertrude Jean just plain sounds weird.
For a while when I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life, I wanted to open a clothing store called JUST JEAN! It was going to be a store of JUST JEANS (clever, I know) and all of the jeans would have some sort of bling or embroidery done to them. When I realized how much work this entailed...I ventured away from my just jean dream and it remains just a middle name for now.
My middle name is Jean.
Tomorrow....Piercings and Tats
DAY 1 : My Middle Name and How I Feel About It
My middle name is JEAN. Not Gene. Not Gean...BUT JEAN. Like the denim. I have always loved my middle name. It is my aunt's middle name as well...I believe that is the reason why my parent's chose it. It's the perfect middle name. When paired with ANY first name, you sound like you are sweet little country girl. Except if your first name is Gertrude. Gertrude Jean just plain sounds weird.
For a while when I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life, I wanted to open a clothing store called JUST JEAN! It was going to be a store of JUST JEANS (clever, I know) and all of the jeans would have some sort of bling or embroidery done to them. When I realized how much work this entailed...I ventured away from my just jean dream and it remains just a middle name for now.
My middle name is Jean.
Tomorrow....Piercings and Tats
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