Jive Turkey

So, you thought I forgot about you guys, right? Never! It's just that I've been BUSY. Moving, packing, cleaning. yuck. I hope I never have to do that again. ever. again.
But on to the recap of my life:
I live with Mike now. I haven't officially unpacked everything, but I'm close. It's good so far. Real good. Being close to him & Sunny. Having someone cook for me, rub my feet and be an all around sweet heart. (maybe I shoulda thought of this sooner)
I met my new "nephew" over the weekend. Felicia & Kenny brought the cutest, most chill baby boy into the world. Congrats to them and hopefully I will be back soon to hang with him again. I love those cute little pudgy, droopy knees.
My mother has moved in with her "ex". yikes. If he hurts her again I will grab my brother & his guns and go to Connecticut and kill him. that is all I have to say.
Work has been hella busy, which is good. I love looking up at the clock to find out it's lunch time and then again when it's almost time to go. I hope this momentum keeps going.
My friend "Roxy" has found out she has fibroids and cysts on her girl parts. My thoughts and prayers go out to her as I wish her a full, uneventful recovery. And if you haven't been to your lady doctor for your yearly physical, you should go - annual check-ups would have prevented the onslaught of ER bills and the pain it has caused her. Just saying.
Thursday is Turkey Day and I plan to spend it with my family & Mike's. I'm sure it will be a fun-filled day. I know I have lots to be thankful for. I really do understand how lucky this girl is.
Gobble, gobble. Happy Thanksgiving!

Moving on...over

To a deluxe house down the street.
Yep, that's right folks, you heard it here first. I'm moving into Mike's house. Me, Mikey and Sunny - all one happy family.
I have to admit it though, at first I was less than excited about it. I still have my apprehensions, don't get me wrong. I'm leaving my little piece of SoFla and renting it out, to have who knows what done to it, and moving in with my boyfriend of 3 years. I guess in the grand scheme of things I at least didn't jump into the situation. I waited and thought it through and (hopefully) have made a logical/correct decision of it.
I guess you'll never know until you try. I know myself. I know that I have the biggest fear of commitment a girl can have. But I do truly love Micheal; he makes me happy, I love our dog, I love being with them both and I want to have someone to come home to at the end of the day. I guess I'm ready for the next honest step. Not just "playing house" really, truly giving myself to someone.
Yikes! Did I just say that. I'm making a commitment to someone. Our things will now mingle with one another. Our DVDs will co-habitat, our laundry will be done together (speaking of that, we need a bigger hamper); our worlds will collide.
And you know what...I think I'm ready for that.

Oh Dear!

Dear Handbag Designers,
Not all woman like to carry luggage around. Some of us like small purses. Can you please accommodate us little people?
It would be appreciated,
Lexilou

Dear Barrier Reef,
You guys rock. You pulled through when I was just about to give up on my tank. Thanks for making it less costly for me. The fishies are happy. And so am I.
Swim free,
Lexilou

Dear Doves & Phoenix,
You guys rock. Thanks for making such awesome music. You've given me lots of great music for the summer. (Even if it's not your new music, but old music I stumbled upon.)
Your adoring fan,
Lexilou

Dear magical elves that live in my brain and help me be creative,
I need you right now. Please pull through for me. This project is kinda important.
With much hope,
Lexilou

Dear Hillary with 2 L's,
I like your blog, your sense of humor is spot on. Ever since I read your last post yesterday I've been walking around saying to myself "Dear so & so...", is that weird?
I hope you don't mind me borrowing your post style.
Your fellow blogger,
Lexilou

http://doublethelplease.blogspot.com/

The Secrets That We Keep

Everyone has their secrets, some have more than others. Some people choose to keep secrets from themselves, others from lovers and friends. I like to think that I don't have that many secrets, I like to lay it all on the line and let people take me for what I'm worth.
I have a friend though, let's call her Annie, who keeps secrets from everyone. She'll tell one person part of the story and another person another part of the story. She doesn't think we'll get together and discuss it and find out the whole truth by pasting our segments together. What I want to know is - WHY? We're best friends - the people you should be able to trust with how you live you life. But you aren't telling us the real you. You're hiding from us and deceiving us and sometimes yourself. Why cause yourself all this trouble by creating an "alternate you" and then fretting over it. It must be exhausting trying to remember who you told what to, and what you have to omit from the other conversations.
Just make it easy on yourself Annie, tell people how you feel, be honest with them and maybe they'll trust you a little more. You won't truly find what you're searching for in life until you do this...and I think that's long way off. Sorry to say it, you have some work to do girl.

If I weren't going to be stuck in the office all alone...

These are the bands I'd see at Coachella:
Friday -
FRANZ FERDINAND
Silversun Pickups
M.Ward

Saturday-
THIEVERY CORPORATION
Band of Horses
Fleet Foxes
Blitzen trapper
TRV$DJ-AM (just to see what they sound like)

Sunday-
The Cure
Paul Weller!!
Groove Armada
Roni Size!

And to make matters worse, my other coworker will be in Costa Rica.
I'll definitely be daydreaming about far-away places! I'm SO Jealous.

The Grass is Green Over Here

I like my life. I love my boyfriend, my dog, my family & my friends. (My job is o.k. too.) Everything is going great and I'm taking it all in and appreciating every last bit of it. Thank you world for delivering me happiness right now. I do appreciate it.
And just in case you haven't seen it yet...this is hilarious!

Remember When?

Remember when you were young and the only thing mattered were your friends (and getting good grades, of course.) You goofed around in a no-holds-bar kind of way. Something, as you grow older, seems to slip away. I have to admit, I miss that. I miss my friends being that rock all the time. Don't get me wrong, if there was ever a problem my girls would be there for me in a heartbeat. But as we grow older we get married, or have a significant other that takes our time and maybe those issues you used to dish about goes to them. They become that ever-lasting ear that listens and your friends get the leftovers that you don't mind repeating. Hopefully the man you're with is a best friend also - but there is nothing in life like the feeling you get when you spend some quality time with your BF. Just laughing, chatting, goofing around; enjoying each other and taking the harshness out of the day. I need some of that. And, maybe, I need to be honest about how I'm feeling.