Ramblings

A new season of Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations starts tonight on the Travel Channel. I love this man. (I wish Dan was here.)

Check Gigi's brilliant blog about dating outside of one's race. (FYI - "brilliant blog" is actually a link.)

Shout out to Shelton Walden, host of WBAI-AM Walden's Pond - a great show about books, health, science and politics. Shelton is also a videographer so if anyone needs a good man for a wedding, def. give me a call and I will hook it up.

Lobsters at the beach tonight. Cheers.

Praise Target, Allelujiah

So Kimmee and I hit up Target on Saturday for new stuff for my apartment. Nearly $300 later I felt a high of sorts and my mind was scrolling through households items I just needed to have: lamp shades, shoes organizers, shelving paper, tupperware, candles, bleach...ahhhh. Make it stop.

So I went to my apartment yesterday to drop off all of the goods, including a new air conditioner, mass amounts of cleaning products, a new desk chair (Dan threw my last one out because the movers couldn't fit it in the storage unit), and a tower fan. Of course, I forgot my screwdriver - so I couldn't put anything together. Fuck a duck.

Yesterday was muggy and disgusting and I perspired through my entire outfit. Stupidly, I bought Baby with me - and he looked as if he was about to have heat stroke. Bad Mama.

Anyway, I'm stoked about the new apartment, but the floors in the bedrooms need to be redone and the entire place needs a desperate paint job. I don't know how to buy paint and I would probably walk out of Home Depot with a cans of turquoise, Big Apple red, baby pink and black high-gloss paint. Kim said she would help. I'll probably hold her to it. If you've ever been to her house - you know the detailed painting she has done.

Seems I got a hit in Instyle today for a client, which pleases me immensely - though I still can't seem to find it.

Did I mention that Dad and DogFace are on the outs? She's got OCD and despises my brother, sister and the dogs. She was expected that my father would kick Amy out when she turned 18 (yes!) last month...but, alas, my father's balls suddenly grew back. DogFace has taken to labeling her food in the cabinet and designated a shelf in the fridge, appropriately labeled "DogFace's Food."

Bets on when my father finds another DogFace Jr.?

My Last Entry for Today

So I'm not exactly in Astoria yet.

I'm currently staying with Kim and Jay in Mastic - a town pretty far out east in Long Island. We've been having a good ole time eating, rapping and drinking as former college roommates like to do.

Despite the fact that my one pug (Baby) thoroughly enjoys pissing all over their rugs, they've been gracious hostesses to me and Dan. (And the bed in the guest room is really comfy.)

Cheers.

I Didn't Sign Up For This!

My new client, Gigi James, rocks. She's a first time author with wit and sarcasm to boot and is not afraid to tell it like it is. Girl after my own heart.

Right now she has a promo in motion before the release of her first book this September, I Didn't Sign Up For This!, called the Summer of Love contest. Women and men can write in about their worst first day experiences or the summer they fell in love.

Visit http://www.gigijames.com/ and share your Summer of Love story. Also, advance copies of the book are available at Barnes & Noble online and Amazon.

Sexy, smart and witty Jillian Moulton seems to have it all─a great career as a physician assistant, a healthy son with twins on the way, a five-bedroom home in Long Island, a Benz, and a stunningly handsome Jamaican husband named Tony, who loves to dote on her.

But Jillian’s reality quickly unravels with the discovery of the audacious affairs her husband has with not one, but four women. The young mother is torn between her contempt for his unacceptable behavior and the undeniable comfort and draw of her "perfect" husband and the fantasy lifestyle he represents.

After continuous confrontation, a nervous breakdown and a few nights of sizzling resistance, Jillian learns that love doesn’t conquer all, but that her life is still worth living even without Tony.

I Didn’t Sign Up for This! is a touching and laugh-out-loud novel that travels through Jillian’s often outrageous memories of family, race relations, Caribbean life, happiness, heartache and, ultimately, survival. This memory lane rollercoaster takes you to the edge and back so that every time you think you’ve figured it out it throws you for another loop.

I Have a Lot to Say

Here it is in a nutshell:

• left Ithaca and cried a bit
• while in my car down to the city I leisurely placed by PDA, my lifeline, into the dogs' cup of water
• didn't sleep for two days
• boarded a plane to Puerto Rico for Rick and Emily's wedding
• had a great time there, but it was hot as balls. was left sitting in dive bar for 3 hours waiting for the rest of the bridal party to show up
• left Puerto Rico, headed down to New York and boarded an Aerolineas Argentina flight to Miami
• Some fucking stupid mother fucking truck drove into the plane while on the runaway and we had to deboard
• after waiting for three hours a baggage claim, my Samsonite luggage came out sopping wet
• my drycleaned cashmere sweaters wet
• picture frame of mom wet
• Annie cried
• Stuck in a Miami airport hotel at 3am - no food and wet clothes
• Dan pissed - spends next day battling with Orbitz and Aerlineas Argentina for our money back as have booked the next flight out on American Airlines
• Get on a flight (still sans refund) to Buenos Aires
• Narcolepsy kicked in a long time ago and I sleep soundly on every flight so far
• Arrives in Buenos Aires, check in to The Cocker, and sleep soundly for the rest of the afternoon in a little rest nook with lots of pillows and furry blanket
• I'll skip all the in betweens, but basically we ate lots of steak, drank lots of red wine, bought lots of leather
• I was so relaxed
• Dan and I were so in love
• Missed the pugs but new they were in great hands
• Still hate being back
• Dan started work this past Monday
• We move on Wednesday (Yippee)

Coming Soon, Bitches