Closet space... and not the storage kind.

Hello My Blog Readers...

It's been awhile since I had a chance to spurt out randomness to you all, or even had a chance to discuss the single gal issues I've been dealing with as of late. Summer has pretty much hit us, and honestly I do love the sunny days, but I don't like the sweaty, smelly people, horrid fashion walking the streets and the bare skin of people I do not want to EVER see in the nude.  My apartment has had the air on since February because for some reason it is uncontrollably hot on my floor? The nasty neighbour below complains that my air con drippings are hitting his windowsill and I have to fix that situation?? Okay pal, wait for that. LOL

Anywho, these past few months for me have been difficult, Still trying to get over the breakup, which has been hard. Never expected it to happen that way, never expected love to disappear overnight, but it did, and I think the shocker for me was how it was done. Like a quick jab in the heart by some runaway assailant. Just left feeling cold, alone and wondering why me? ... but, being who I am, I am surviving and trying to move into a more positive direction. Focusing on myself, and where I need to putty up the holes in my life.

In this healing time, Mr.Polar bear walked back into my life. I accepted him in... not just back into my life, but actually my living space!?! I don't know why I did, but it was a good thought at the time. The "two weeks" time line turned into three months. I have to admit, we had fun. It was never a dull moment at home, we did have a good laugh or 50 each day, and he became one of my closest friends. So, Mr.Polar bear, if you are reading this, I would like to say thank you for being you and making my life a lil' carefree. Although, your lifestyle drove me nuts!
 
It takes a lot to live with someone. They have to mesh well with you, otherwise it's just a bomb waiting to blow in your face.

Mr.PB did come along with his baggage too, a lot of it, with past peoples baggage too...it just didn't match my set, it had to change or go. So...it's gone.

Life is hard, and like I said, before opening one door and walking in with your stuff, your "life luggage"... make sure you let the landlord know you need a lot of closet space, and not the storage kind...

Blog soontimes!

XOXO

This past year I have been fascinated with my nails, nail art and colours. There are so many styles, colours, designs and they all get me super giddy!
As a child, I had the nasty habit of biting my nails. It was quite hard breaking out of the habit. My mother used to buy "Thumbs" (A special liquid that tasted bitter) and brush my nails with it, or pepper sauce... None of it really worked. I stopped on my own when I was 13, it was difficult.  Now at age 35, I have long strong nails, and my fave past time is to design them with bright colours, gems, line art, textures.  An asian lady that lives in my building and owns a salon asked where I had my nails done! LOL :)

It's funny how a nasty habit in my life, changed into a love and hobby.

In time, I will do the same with relationships. Break out of the nasty habit of meeting Mr. Wrong, Mr. Mental, Mr. I Don't Know What I Want, and change how I approach entering into a new relationship with any man. 

Find that love who is worth my time and paint my life with bright colours and design a beautiful future...

One nail polish stroke at a time.

Women problems? Bring it.

Come on ladies, you know exactly what I mean when I say "Women Problems".
Be it men problems, wardrobe malfunction problems, work problems, health problems, sexual problems, family problems, kid problems, bill problems and the list keeps going... and going...

In my lifetime I have endured ALL of these to date, and as I write this, I also see how strong I am as a woman. To embrace all that and be here today to write about it.

Bottom line, Be happy to be a woman - Just like my Always pads package told me! Lol!

Live your life as you want it, be happy in your skin (and I'm talking to all you non-model types) because you are sexy in someone's eyes.

Give your heart even though he/she may break it, there is that ONE out there that will mend it and make you whole again.

Take care of your body, it is a temple and deserves to be worshiped and rid of impurities.

Shop till you drop because looking good makes us smile and adds a bounce in our steps.

Make-up is fun and be free to express yourself, tease your hair big and slip on those leopard print heels!

Take yourself out on the town, have a martini, dance till dawn and breathe it all in, the good and the bad, because we are Women, and we can ROAR... Xoxo!

Remember YOU?

Sometimes we get so caught up in the everyday, with work, family, children, pets, chores, relationships and such other distractions that we don't realize that we lose ourselves day by day.

I feel like this past year I have put my single self on the back burner, and focused a lot of my "me" time on trying to build a new relationship.

I'm sure some of you see where I'm coming from. But do you feel like you changed YOU in some way to welcome this another person into YOUR life? I'm seeing it clear as day now that I did do that. I lost some of myself in trying to please him, to make it work with him and his son and welcome them into my life and my son's... And in the end, it wasn't worth it.  I let myself give up things I wanted, just to be wanted. It was always there though, that women's intuition told me over and over, but I didn't listen, I wanted to believe in US.

Well...time for getting rid of the unnecessary and time to organize me, myself and I.

This time it's Remember Me first, the rest can join the ride or get out of my way.

Hey 2012... let's do this.

Baggage... and not the travel kind.

It's come across to me in the many years of dating, and even the marriage I was in, that baggage comes along with everyone.  They bring it from past relationships with their parents, siblings, ex girlfriends and boyfriends, friends, children and the most dreaded baggage I would say is the ex wife/ex husband kind.

How does one lose baggage when entering into another relationship? Is there a check out counter in life for these items? I understand that we all learn from past experiences, but there has to be a final destination for the past.  In a recent breakup, it seems he had issues stemming from his family, his son and his ex wife and her family.  First of all, if you are still allowing your ex who has clearly discarded you out of the picture of a future with her, to tell you how you should run your life, and your child who isn't old enough to know how to dress himself to make your life choices, then Mister... you have more problems with you than I thought.  Lesson learned.  In my next chapter of dating, I will research more, weigh the baggage and make the decision to pick it up or drop it off at the nearest therapist.