April Fools!

Maybe this whole “not getting paid in months” debacle is just one really big April Fool’s joke and all the money they owe us will just appear tomorrow morning!  

Now I feel like an irrational child on Christmas eve waiting for Santa to deliver my cotton candy tree house.

We shall see…

Off to sleep and dream of sugar plums.

Care for a Lemon?

When life gives you lemons, you have several options: tequila shots, lemon tea, freshly squeezed lemonade or maybe even grill some salmon and drizzle the sweet and sour goodness all over a feast.

But really, that is one thing I keep telling myself.  Right now, I feel like I’m at the tip of a cliff determining whether to jump or to run the other way, but that’s just it…I have options.

  • One can simply wait.  Patience is the greatest virtue, right?  There’s always that age old saying, “Good things come to those who wait.”
  • One can fight back.  Think of it like a challenge.
  • One can run and never look back.  I’m getting really good at walking out with my head held high and my dignitity in one piece.


As for the path I’ll choose, I’ll keep the world posted.  Stay tuned for more updates on my ever changing life.

Treating Myself: My First Facial and Massage

I’ve never had a manicure, pedicure, massage, or facial, so when my co-workers insisted I join them for facials, I was very apprehensive.

Turns out, the doctor is more like a psychologist and doctor wrapped in one.  She had a consultation with me which turned into a whole psychological discussion about where my stress might come from.  I wanted to tell her the truth, I so badly wanted to blurt out the truth.  Sometimes, I feel like I’m being held hostage.  It’s a lose/lose situation right now.

After fighting back tears, we went onto another discussion…about religion.   I told her I studied religion in college and she seemed really intrigued and wanted to get me in contact with her mother who is really into the new-wave Buddhism.  She also told me in order to help with my stress, I need to talk more.  If only she knew the truth, if only she knew the things we can’t talk about.

She said my facial would also include a massage to help with my stress.  The whole process took about two hours.

My facial consisted of some type of strong cleanser followed by some intense machine that looked like a huge electric razor spewing steam.  I took one look and closed my eyes.  It turns out, this machine takes off all the dead skin.  So, in a way, it’s like a razor.  After the razor, Dr. Sophie came back to work on spot treatments, in other words…popping one pimple at a time.  After my facial, I had a massage and it was anything BUT relaxing.  Apparently, I have two huge knots on either side of my neck that the doctor had to put all her weight on to try alleviate.  Needless to say, the knots are still in my neck and I’m still super sore.  After the massage, I had one more mask that looked like slices of yellow cheese and my face was wrapped in plastic wrap.  While I laid there all wrapped up in plastic wrap like dinner leftovers, I had a wonderful leg massage!  They put what Monica claims looked like astronaut socks on my legs and the magical socks did all the work!  The socks would fill with air and the air systematically get tighter and loose depending on the focus of the massage.

All in all, it was a great experience and I will be back to visit Dr. Sophie.


Post-facial. My skin has never been so clear!


Post-facial dessert: lemon tea. When life gives you lemons, it’s tea time.

“Sometimes, carrying on, just carrying on, is the superhuman achievement.”—Albert Camus

The Truth About Travelers: A Reading

I recently fell in love with a blog post by Stephanie Dandan.  I fell so in love with the passion embedded in this piece, I recorded myself reading it.  To all my fellow gypsies, enjoy.