Bellini-induced Brain Freeze

Mas caliente que tu "Let's go!" And with that we left our friends with the ever-entertaining French pirate and headed back to our rooms to freshen up. What a group! Some sassy cougars (C and S), a darling small-town wide-eyed girl (J), a good girl (yours truly...or that's how I pictured myself), and a friendly glamazon (L). We were staying at the Occidental Grand Flamenco in Puerto Plata, right in the Playa Dorada complex. Just down the street was Mangu at the old Jack Tar village. The night was young and Mangu was just opening (11pm) and it would not be Puerto Plata if we did not check this place out. The only bar that let locals mix with the tourists within the complex. Enough of the French pirates and the other Europeans. Bring on the Dominicans! Personally, I was uber excited. I was already on a music high ever since we landed, merengue and bachata all around me! Seeing the locals living in the music was an incredible experience. Now I would get to see

You can't have it your way here! So somehow I have lucked out and been to Falafel King twice AND I had my favorite calamari caesar at the gas station in the past couple of weeks. I do love me some Mediterranean cuisine. We lucked out on our first trip to Falafel King as they were about to close in 15 minutes. I was not all that hungry, but I had not had a falafel in months and everyone knows I am horrible at denying myself something I want. So there you had it. The prices at the gas station have gone up a dollar across the board. Who cares? I'll gladly pay it for the yummy yummy food. (I would tell you the name of the place, but it is a hidden city gem after all. If you haven't heard about it by now through newspaper articles and such through the years then it sucks to be you! Haha. Besides, we can't have you all rushing over and ruining a great thing. I hate it when that happens.) So good! And yes, my calamari was not in little heart shapes but I couldn&#

"Talk at you later" No, folks, I do not actually talk like that. No need to correct me. On Valentine's Day a handful of singletons and I went to -- drumroll please -- a singles event. Yes, I know, great googly moogly, what was I thinking! It was a party put together by one of my favorite clubs. Though their advertising was a little vague I had jumped to conclusions and assumed that it was one of those nifty fetes were they loan you Blackberries to text message potential lurve interests. Not so! Instead, they gave us stickers with a number to slap onto our bods somehow, somewhere. And during the night you could come to the booth and leave handwritten messages for those you were interested in. Yeah, I never bothered seeing if anyone had left me a message. Nor did I leave any messages for others. We were a varied crew. Some were excited about the potential for the evening, some were excited about the assumed Blackberry-ness of it all (oh, the trouble one could get int

"I said I wasn't gonna lose my head but then 'PoP!' goes my heart" I had to put that there. Music and Lyrics is not a monumental flick by any means but that song has been in my head alllllll weekend. I even went so far as to buy the ringtone for my phone. Man, I'm acting bizarre. :) In other movie news I noticed that John Travolta is starring in a movie alongside Martin Lawrence and Tim Allen. What is THAT all about? *sob* Thanks to Civic I was able to catch the Flames game on Saturday against the Avalanche. And since I was there, of course we won. :) When he was driving me home, however, we had a bit of nervousness as we were being tailed by a drunk driver. Or at least we assumed he was a drunk driver. He was all over the road, and Civic had to take a detour past my house (guy still following!) until we lost him and he could finally drop me off. And after that as I was turning off the lights in the house for the evening a car parked itself perpendic

Pandora's Box Blogs are a dangerous thing. I spent hours and hours poring over the new blogs he recommended. It probably was not his intention for me to dive so deep into the thick of it all, but curiosity gets the best of me. It's just like how my parents tease me: for a girl with such a flat nose, I can totally stick it in places it does not belong. The more I read the more I recognized the similarities with my experience. I nodded my head in agreement with some posts. At other times I shook my head in disbelief over the immaturity of it all. Aside: I've been observing A LOT of immature behaviour between couples as of late. Is it good that I am recognizing these ahead of time or would I not see it myself when placed in the same situation? Anyway, I digress... He wants me to see his side of the story. I know that's why he had me read all those things. Do I tell him what he wants to hear or what I think he ought to hear? He needs to know the truth. I deserve

Happy Valentines Day! I hope that you all have an uber fabulous day with those you love. It's like Christmas all over again, but I love the color scheme so much more :) And who can say no to chocolates, champagne, and flowers? Not I! Love you all!

Double dutch I think tag team dating would be a very good idea some days. But then again, it didn't work out the one time I tried it out. A long time ago, in a neighborhood not so far away, I met this guy. I thought he was great and we had lots to talk about...almost like a really good friend. That should've been a clue right there. So finally we decided to meet up and go to a nearby mall (we were both going to the university at the time). We'd seen pictures of one another before, so I can't say that I was surprised. Unfortunately, something just wasn't there. At least for me it wasn't there. And thusly we remained friends. But what struck me as incredible was that a lot of his travel experiences and musical tastes reminded me of another good friend of mine. A female friend. So, you know, a light bulb went off over my head. I think I went about it the right way. I asked them both if they wouldn't mind me introducing them to one another. Neither obj

For that special someone Cupcakes! Yeesh, I almost forgot how elusive they were last Valentine's Day. If only someone were devoted enough to nab me one (or two)! Yummmm, what I wouldn't give for one right now, even. Too bad Crave is closed on Mondays. This semester's salsa class has another salsa ace. I love following his lead, it's obvious he's done this before. Whenever it's our turn to practice together he tries out some new ideas to see which ones I think work best (they may not be the conventional techniques, but I personally think the suggestions I've made make his leads more clear.) We talked about where he's gone and danced in the city and such, both of us realizing we'd learned salsa previously. So I asked him why he was taking a beginner salsa course (after I told him about how this was Civic's first time). Turns out his girlfriend hadn't taken salsa yet. *sigh* I knew he came with a certain girl each week, but there was al

"I want you to want me, I need you to need me" It's true. Whenever I or one of my siblings are in the Saddledome watching the Flames play they always win. I think they should give us season tickets since we're such lucky charms for them. :) They can't afford to not have us there rooting for them. Iggy's back in the game. I love me some Iginla! His first game back Weird Kid lucked out with rinkside seats! He's got some amazing pictures of my Jarome. Unfortunately I had salsa class that night, but Iggy still put on a fantastic show on Saturday when I was there. The CPBA season ended today and due to a twist of fate at the end of last week's game the best that the Phenoms could vie for was 3rd, which they earned. It didn't seem like they even wanted to bother with today's game but I'm very glad they did. I finally got around to watching Scarface tonight. Weird Kid borrowed it from a coworker. All these years I've shrugged it off

I know what boys like Ok, I don't really. I just find that song catchy. Guys say they can't understand us, but of course the same is equally true of themselves. Our little urban singleton family helps to break it down for one another but still...there are never any hard and fast rules with either gender. It's always "just speculation." So that whole previous paragraph is devoid of any substance. But here's an example of how unpredictable things can be: I run into my favorite on the train. Great way to start the day! It was all just chit-chat but it was effortless and good times and it was so good to see him again. Now here's the rub: we were already planning to get together two days later. Two days later comes and we get to see one another again, this time it's planned. What happens? I have no clue! All I know is, all of a sudden, we're all awkward and the conversation keeps falling on the floor. Ugh. What was so different between then