February 26, 2011

February 20, 2011

February 16, 2011

February 11, 2011

February 10, 2011

February 6, 2011

February 4, 2011

February 2, 2011





February 26, 2011

Thirty-five years ago today, I became a mother for the first time. I remember plucking my eyebrows before leaving for the hospital. P-Rez was freaking out and I was plucking my eyebrows. I would be in the hospital, in labor for 26 hours.

I remember the steady procession of friends and family who took turns sitting with me. Julie, Patty, my sisters, P-Rez, Melvin, my mom. (Hmmm, it just occurred to me that they should have been in school.) I remember not being able to see the birth in the mirror they had set up. I didn't have my glasses on...LOL! I remember being wheeled to recovery from labor and delivery and passing a doorway with everyone cheering as I went by.

I remember seeing my beautiful angel's little face for the first time and it's true, you immediately forget the pain and you're just in awe and in love.


Happy Birthday to my beautiful daughter, who despite having been stuck with teenage parents turned into an accomplished young lady. Beautiful, smart, determined, talented.




February 26, 2011

It was supposed to snow today. Billy Martin said so. So did the Yahoo weather forecast. See.


I wonder if it's snowing up there? Cause it sho' ain't snowing down here, BILLY!

How do you know when a weatherman is lying? His lips are moving. (Yeah, same for lawyers.)


Last night, my Honey Bunch and I were trying to find something to watch. There was nothing on TV, nothing on Netflix Instant queue, nothing.

I said to him, "You wanna just sit here and hold hands and gaze into my eyes and profess your love for me?"

He chuckled, but asked why I had thought of that. Well, I thought of it because I happen to be reading a love story.

Black Heels

Yes, The Pioneer Woman's love story. I'm just now getting to the part that she didn't document on her web site but I loved reading the first part all over again. I'm a sucker for a sappy love story.

On another note, I didn't drink last Monday and Tuesday. I did on Wednesday and Thursday. I didn't have any double chocolate fudge yogurts with hot fudge and crushed Heath bar. I weighed in on Friday and was DOWN, yes DOWN, 1.2. One point two pounds. Yippeee! I celebrated with a double chocolate fudge yogurt with hot fudge and crushed Heath bar. Just a small one.



February 20, 2011

Damn. Damn, damn. I stopped drinking gin and tonics and wine during the week in hopes of getting to my goal weight once and for all. You may recall that two weeks ago, I went Monday through Thursday without drinking. I only lost .8. Last week, I didn't drink from Tuesday through Thursday (I HAD to drink Monday -- it was Valentine's Day).

Surely I would be down a few pounds with the multiple non drinking days in the last two weeks, right? NOT! I gained a freaking pound! What the heck is up with that?!

I got great support from the Facebook Peanut Gallery. Maybe it's muscle? Cheer's up, it's Friday! My Honey Bunch said maybe alcohol helps metabolize the calories. Another said alcohol dissolves fat and another said the universe is telling me to go back to drinking during the week. Love that Peanut Gallery!

Big sigh.

Well, I think I'll go to the Yogurt Shack and get another Double Fudge with hot chocolate sauce and crumbled Heath Bar.





February 20, 2011

The weather is making for some beautiful scenery. Here's Black Diamond from my back deck.

Black Diamond

Headed down the hill this morning, you could still see snow on the mountain.


The plum tree in my front yard is busting!

Plum Tree

You can really see all the snow in this shot but you can see were Meridian Trail covered with snow.





February 16, 2011

Hello Fans (Fan)! I'm sorry I've neglected you for so long. You know, life gets in the way.

I just wanted to report that after no alcoholic beverages from Monday through Thursday, I was down .8. Not 8. Point 8. Not the 15 pounds I was expecting to be down and more than a little disappointed but at least I wasn't up. I went on to have beverages on Friday, Saturday, Sunday AND Monday since Monday was technically a holiday (Valentine's Day). I have been alcohol free since Tuesday.

Yes, I realize it's only Wednesday. No need to point that out.

Anyway, a friend and I went to the San Francisco Ballet to see Giselle. It was beautiful! Reminded me that I always wanted to be a ballerina when I grew up. Oh well, next life time.


My Honey Bunch and I went to one of the local restaurants for a lovely Valentine's dinner and he had my favorite delivered. Red roses. Again, beautiful!


In other exciting news, my daughter and I went shopping. They gave me a free box of Godiva chocolates at Victoria's Secret. I ate them in one fell swoop.


YUM! The End. (Yes, I need a life.)



February 11, 2011

I'm having my first alcoholic beverage since last Sunday. A record, for sure. As I take my first sip, Lionel Richie's 'Hello' starts playing in my head.

I've been alone with you inside my mind
And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times
I sometimes see you pass outside my door
Hello, is it me you're looking for?

(Come on, sing along if you'd like. Yes, I borrowed this line from P-Dub.)


I can see it in your eyes
I can see it in your smile
You're all I've ever wanted, (and) my arms are open wide
'Cause you know just what to say
And you know just what to do
And I want to tell you so much, I love you ...


I long to see the sunlight in your hair
And tell you time and time again how much I care
Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow
Hello, I've just got to let you know


'Cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven't got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you ...


Hello, is it me you're looking for?
'Cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven't got a clue
But let me start by saying ... I love you


I hope I don't get too loopy. I guess if I don't show up tomorrow for Zumba, I'll know. Happy Friday! Salud!



Photo Shoot

February 10, 2011

Ilima asked me for a bio and a head shot so that she could add to her web site and so forth, for her new fitness studio. I didn't have anywhere to be early yesterday morning so I washed my hair in hopes of a good hair day, applied makeup, including foundation, blush and powder, which I never do. I remembered why. I feel like it makes me look old.

Anyway, one hundred and eighteen failed shots later, and an entirely wasted morning, I still do not have a head shot. Or body shot. Or any shot. So what's the problem? Well, besides not being able to focus myself very well, the camera doesn't lie. It tells the ugly, wrinkly, retarded brace face smile, frizzy haired truth.

Damn you, Camera.

Fail. Stupid braces. Stupid expression.


Fail. Stupid focusing.


OK, let's try it outside. Fail. Stupid wind and uncooperative, frizzy hair.


Enough of that. Let's try for some action shots. Fail on so many levels.


So much for that photo shoot. Thank goodness for digital. Delete, delete, delete.

And thank goodness for Photoshop. A little lighting effects and voila! Wrinkles mostly gone and a decent shot for the bio.



New Look

February 6, 2011

I'm trying out a new look for the site. Haven't changed the other pages yet. Just fooling around with colors and what not.


Car girl. Or pimp.

February 4, 2011

I was sitting in traffic this morning, amusing myself with interesting things as usual. Luckily, I had my trusty camera with me.


Then I saw one of these.


I gotta get me one of these. I love it. The 2011 Camaro SS. It would look good on me. Then I started day dreaming about all the other cars I still want, too.

I've always wanted one of these. A '57 Chevy. It's the car I learned to drive in. Well, it was the family's wagon, but still. I was 12 and couldn't see over the steering wheel. Had to look through it.

57 Chevy

My brother had one of these for a while. '57 El Dorado. Titty pink. You could watch the needle on the gas tank go to the left as you drove. Should have kept it.

57 El Dorado

I've always loved the Batmobile-esque Caddies. '60 El Dorado. Gotta get me one of those one day, too.

60 El Dorado

For some reason, I have always loved the '76 El Dorado Caddy. In powder blue. Maybe I was a pimp in a former life.

76 El Dorado

Now with Silky...


...and my Honey Bunches Caddy CTSV...


...that would be 7 cars and I would fulfill my dream of having a different car to drive every day. And this is only with the vintage cars I want. Let's not get into the race cars I want.

I better get a job.



Ground Hog

February 2, 2011

I am so mad right now I could spit. So rather than spew evil, I'm going to re post a happy Christmas Letter that mentioned Ground Hog's Day. That's the connection. I know, my mind is weird.

OK, maybe I won't post it. It's too long. If you're interested in reading it, you can see it here: Merry Christmas 2006

Now I'm going to Zumba to clear my mind. Get a new lease on life. Get an attitude adjustment. You know the feeling.



My name is Rosy, Chacha, Meez, Mama, Mother...take your pick.

My loves are my Honey Bunch, my children, my family, friends and Zumba.

One of my favorite sites and one I'll be stealing...um...borrowing ideas from. (Hmmm. I already see my Nerd font is similar to hers. Hers is Edwardian Script and Mine is Beautiful ES.)

The Pioneer Woman

This blogger introduced me to the above blogger and to the blogging bug in general. Love her!

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This is my nieces blog. She's cute: http://temptationofliving.tumblr.com/rosystraka.com needs a facelift and makeover. I'll be working on that, too.



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