When Life Hands You Cupcakes, All the Champagne is Gone!

All Right, All right. I know. But to be fair, in my absence, I thought about blogging EVERY DAY. Swear. For good reason, though, I'm sure you'll excuse my lack of writing when you hear why. Because I have 3 months to catch up on, I could pen a novel, however, I am going to copy a snippet I emailed to my dear friend introducing her to my new life, and that is what I will share here- an edited version that is... So, I have a brand new life. I have moved in with a boy, began a new job and purchased a new car. I have depleted my savings in taking a pay cut, wake up daily at 5:45a, and attend a Monday salsa class. Sometimes Zumba gets caught up in the mix, but then again so does cake, so it just all depends on my daily habits and vomiting routine. I wear heels every day, and drink loose leaf tea. I have business cards, credit cards, and an expense account. I'm not sure when I will vacation again out of the country, but I must say, when I hit it big, I am going to buy a nice pair of fancy shoes. Some that hurt my feet and are really pretty, and I'll only wear them if I am sitting down... in Paris! Why fancy shoes? I don't even know, but I feel that is where I will hear my calling. I started reading 50 Shades of Grey- and got 11 pages into it before I got bored. (too bad I kicked and screamed like a brat for Jarred to buy it for me). I like to look up recipes for cupcakes made with booze and healthy dinner options because I'm getting fat in my new big girl job. I still have dreams of being a waitress and forgetting about tables, and ruining the night for everyone. This is okay because at heart, I will always be a waitress. I carry not 1 but 2 cell phones, and I don't know the work number by heart. I talk to people everyday that I don't know and they trust me to make informed decisions about marketing for them. I smile. A lot. I have gone through 2 packs of Post-Its, and half have been on doodles. The other half is important notes I then translate from my crummy jargon to English and then onto a computer. Fifi has only peed on 2 things that I know of, Jarred's bath mat, oh, and his futon. Sorry, shouldn't be 28 with a futon as a bed, honey :). There you have it. In a nutshell, and very quickly I may add, here is my new life. It most definitely has taken some adjustment. I envisioned going to bed at 10 o'clock pm would be hell, but after attempting to rise before the sun after slipping into a shared bed slumber later than recommended, that hour of evening, or as 9-5ers call it, night, now seems like the perfect time for 7 hour snooze. I also am commuting to Santa Fe daily for work, which explains why I had to relinquish the 20mpg Land Shark for a bitty arrest-me-red Mazda 2. She's cute. As for the cupcakes, that was not a joke. I have come across a recipe that will allow me to incorporate sparkling wine into the baking, and since it only calls for 1.5 cups total, that leaves me with the remaining to dance around and drink. YUM. Expect a bad picture of that one...It'll probable end up like this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vl6azn-DzeE&sns=em Hope all is well with the 2 people who read this, (mom, and Serge). Cheers!