Sunday, August 8, 2010

Introducing my BABIES!!!

I have the most amazing babies in the world. My two miniature schnauzers and my west! Aren't they precious?

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Talking Out of Your A$$.....

When people talk out of their asses do you really think any thought process goes behind it?

I enjoy saying things that are nonsensical. Fragmented. Unrelated to anything that the conversation is entailing.

Does it smell when you talk out of your ass? Metaphorically it should not, but quite literally it should. Or vice verse… LOL

So, I ask of you all, do you talk out of your ass? And if so, I want to hear the things that have came out of such region. Here is an example:

Conversationalists: “Yeah, that really is a bummer about BP and that oil spill. Now gas prices are going to escalate. I can’t afford to spend more money on gasoline - I may have to walk to work or take the bus.”

RF (me): “Hey does anyone know if potatoes with chili and sour cream are any good?”

Room Atmosphere: **Crickets**

Has this happened to you? I mean, there are other forms of a$$ talking but let's not get into all that.

So, I guess think before you speak. Or at least try.


Carmel Highlands, Here I Come!

I have been blessed this year by who knows what. I've just been blessed.

Going to school was one of my most challenging accomplishments that I have had to ever go through, but the pay off is so rewarding! I have received a call to travel up to Carmel Highlands, California.

I will share the details later, but for now, I am overly excited and I am a true believer now that you cannot simply wait for someone to help you achieve what you need to in your college career. You have to look out for yourself in every situation.

Feelings of splendor fill me right now.


Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Cooking and Me...

Cooking is "okay" [long elongated sound]... I mean, I can do it, I usually create awesome meals, and they are tasty. But let's face the facts. You have to clean up after you're done.


I set the oven on fire last week. I went to BBQ the other night and couldn't figure out how to turn the damn thing on. My fridge is broken that is in my house [I have another one outside, don't gasp], face the facts... I am not meant to cook this summer.

Okay, I admit it, domesticity is not a word in my list of skills. BUT I clean my bathroom every 2 days because that's gross if you don't, I clean the sink in the kitchen with bleach times a million, I am constantly cleaning the carpets and washing clothes. However, after I cook - I refuse to clean it up. It's too much work.

May be I'll change my mind in the future, but as of this moment. I cannot do it. It's summer and it's hot. No thanks. PASS


Tuesday, August 3, 2010

"It's showtime Synergy!"... Jem

I miss Jem so much... I have Season One dvd's but it's not the same.

Do you guys remember all of THIS?!

Gin or Juice?

A differing of flavors. One with alcohol, one without. A fruit sensation, a dry disgusting taste of fuel. Ah yes, as Snoop would say, "Sipping on Gin and Juice, laid back..."

I bring this up today for various reasons, mainly because I heard the song and gagged when I heard of the pairing of such liquids. You can say that anything tastes good with juice but I beg to differ.

I love a good liquor, trust me. I am in love with the Purple Hooter and the occasional martini, oh and a good wine, also a delicious champagne or Spumante.

But Gin and Juice? Gross. How can I lay back? Is this Ghetto Water? It's just not right.

Snoop Dog, think about it. And if you're a fan, please re-think the yuck factor of this concoction.


Monday, August 2, 2010

You Need a Spirit Hood TOO!

Hey there!

So, Spirit Hoods... what are they? Why, who, what, when, where, and how?

My best friend, Roma introduced me to the wonderfulness (Is that even a word? Whatever, I'm using it.) that is a Spirit Hood. She told me about this company during the winter season of 2009, Roma was browsing a catalogue I believe (correct me if I'm wrong) and saw these amazingly dynamic articles of warmness (again with the NESS, sorry) that she so wanted to wear on her head while snow boarding. I was curious as she told me she got the Wolf in honor of the beautiful Jacob Black (you know because Tay Tay is gorgeous, don't lie, he's a yummy wolf). Wolf Pack as she disclosed. Wolf Pack? But I'm a vampire dash it all! I decided to change teams (don't be mad Eddie, it was only a fling).

She told me where to look and I did. And boy was I interested like a kid staring at an ice cream truck salivating over the different flavors of sugar and cream. However, I was not SOLD yet. I am a creature of habit and I LOVE me some black jaguar or a striped bengal tiger, but alas they did not have one yet.

One of the creators, Alexander Mendeluk (actor, model, fashion designer extraordinaire) friend requested me on Facebook - not knowing who the hell he was it dawned on me... I asked multiple questions and he was gracious and replied to me. He informed me of new Sprit Hoods in the making, my heart reactivated and I was alive with anticipation.

And here we are, Red Fox and all! I love it so much, no one is allowed to handle it, only I am.

Here's the skinny, they have so many different animals, it's hard to choose. I have opted to have a Spirit Hood in the glove compartment just in case the party is a downer and you want to spice it up, or if you're in the wilderness and you are afraid to be amongst the wild, slap that bad boy on, even when a cop pulls you over - put the Spirit Hood on and growl a little. The fear will set in and he will go away, or shoot you. Nevertheless these products are wonderful. They come in a full hood or a half hood.


Save the money first, it hurts to shell out $170.00 (that's the highest with tax and shipping people, don't gasp, Jesus) for a full hood. The half hoods are cheaper, ranging from $59-$99, I believe.

Right now is a big sale, $99.00 for about 4 different ones. Here is the website, happy hunting, I mean shopping!

With lots of love,

xxoo the Red Fox

Sorry if you cannot click on it... copy - paste, works just fine...

Place to BUY:


It is all coming together...

Hi there! I have been up to something for over 2 years now. I literally rack my brain every time I put pen to paper, finger tips to keyboard, thoughts to voice,... and now I am in process of something that was not feasible or obtainable those long 2 plus years ago.

Do I dare disclose this private information to the world yet? No.

Graduation is at the end of this year and the last quarter is around the corner.... nearing this goal is the first step to success. The next step will be graduate school, to which I will attend and complete.

With so many things in the making I look back at my life and wonder why did I wait so long?

We can all make excuses as to why we haven't done something, but the reality is, everyone has a choice. We create our own destiny's, and we create our own havoc. I hear people all the time say that there was something in the way of achieving their goals, but yet the obstacle is gone and you have yet to achieve anything. We call them - ATNA (All talk no action).

But really, the truth of the matter is, there was a way to do it - you just have to look hard at yourself to realize you really can. That's what this whole year has been about for me. I quit my 8 year stint as an Office Manager to pursue an education full time. I began an adventure that is in process and I am hoping to touch the minds of those who love imagination. Sometimes we have to sit back and say that we can, and actually do something to change our current situation.

By no means is this a pep talk to anyone who reads this. I am not qualified to give advice. However, I can say that what I have accomplished, any one can do it. With all this said, I end my rant with William Shakespeare who has inspired me to read classical literature and live my life creatively.

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.