Creepin

To all those creepsters out there:

Please do not, I repeat DO NOT, steal a girls phone number off of an employee schedule. Not only is this blatantly idiotic, it is uncalled for. Also DO NOT then proceed to text said girl. If a girl has not given you her number, then don't use it! This makes you the creepiest of creepsters, I do declare. 

ALSO DO NOT, send passive aggressive texts in hopes of gaining some sort of attraction or satisfaction. You are receiving neither and are creating a persona that is laughed at in corners and server stations at work.  Yes I laugh at you, no I'm not proud of it. 

Today I have taken my number off the employee schedule for a reason I hope you all (and by you all I mean my entire audience, Wendy and Cindy) can assume. This is the most liberating thing I have done all week.

My life is that exciting, be jealous. 

Family

Although my family has never looked like this picture, I have been feeling very connected to them all as of late. My grandfather passed away this weekend and I think through the time I spent with him in his last days, I found the biggest inspiration in improving my life. I have spent the last week or two struggling to do anything I had been planning to do on this blog. Hence the lack of posts.

As I sat and chatted with my grandpa, and all my family that had made it, we laughed and reminisced at how stubborn he was. He knew exactly what he liked and he refused to do anything he did not. And on his deathbed he was ready to die, completely satisfied with the life he lived. 

There were many choices we disagreed with that my Grandpa made. The number one choice was smoking. But when it comes down to it, it was his choice. I know he did not regret it. So through this observation, and a week of self-loathing for all the things I have not done, I have reinforced my thoughts of acceptance for myself. I want to work out and eat healthy and do all of the things I think will make me feel better, but I also refuse to regret the lazy-jiggly-depressed me. :)

Rest in Peace Grandpa.

Fun

After spending multiple hours on the internet in my room alone, I discovered a miracle. M.I.A. and Rye Rye had a show in portland last night. This discovery was equal to the likes of Christopher Columbus so you can imagine my excitement.

She is almost never in the U.S. because she always gets denied a visa, and the day of a show I happened to find it on the internet. It was sold out completely, but my friend Erik scalped tickets like a champion and we got them for less than retail price. Holla! 

There is nothing better for an aching body and mind then getting BUCKWILD with one of your friends at a concert. 

I have officially been rejuvenated, and I'm ready to start killin' the game. 

Beauty

      I've really been trying to up my game in the beauty department. Sometimes when you are in a serious relationship for a while, you tend to let things slide. Things like ritualistic face washing/make-up wearing. I like to do these things, I'm just super lazy. And if I see no immediate need to do them, I tend not to. Hence upping my beauty game. So one of the first items I tackled was purchasing products for a skin regimen.

I have also been trying to steer clear of too "chemically" things. I tossed my pro-active (which worked wonders for a period of time but its acne battling prowess is waning on my skin) and got the Kiss My Face face wash, toner, and acne zapper! 

It's one of the most amazing purchases of my lifetime. It has some sort of vitamin c-refreshing-something or other in it, and it wakes me up and deletes my zits. Bravo! 

I also have been bathing everyday (yay me!). This is not a new development I should add, but the body wash I have been using is. Its Burts Bees, and this is another incredible purchase. It's incredible because it makes my vagina feel like a freshly brushed mouth. This may be going too far for some, but that is literally what it feels like. I don't think I could ask for more from a body wash. Unless I could ask it for sexual favors. Than I guess I could.

I just noticed it says fabulously fresh. Why yes, yes it is. 

Therapy

I'm very tired so I will keep this short. I am in therapy, and I thoroughly enjoy it. I think anyone and everyone should go if they can! It is the best place to de-crazy oneself.  It's a place where they can help you become disneyland.  I know this from the many years of Oprah I watched that encouraged therapy. However, even in nursing school they are already telling everyone we should be in therapy at least once a week. How can you help others if you are burned out or a hot mess? 

You can't. And since I want to help myself, and others,  I'm doing it. 

For a brief highlight, today I mentioned my fear of getting out of shape (fat) and stressed (old) looking. My therapist told me that getting fat and old won't happen this year so maybe not to focus on that so much. Seems simple enough, yet never occurred to me. 

I will have more on therapy later for you. XD

Yoga

I have decided on peak physical fitness for the next year. This was a big leap for me considering I have wallowed in my own misery for at least a month. And by wallowing in my own misery I mean I've not worked out in at least 2 months. Putting me in the worst shape I have ever been. Have no fear I have already started the exercise and diet regimen. 

I have taken it upon myself to do yoga. Not only because it is known to calm the mind and heal the body, but because I want to be flexible REAL bad. Really bad. I think being able to do the splits is one of my top 5 most daydreamed about activities.

I daydream A LOT. So being in the top 5 is no easy feat. So I figured I would kill two birds with one stone. 1. Get into shape for a healthy body and mind. 2. Achieve lifelong dream of being flexible. 

Currently I am just doing Vinyasa yoga, cardio, and ab lab. I plan on trying a bunch of classes and seeing what feels like the best fit. Although in my first yoga class, my teacher was doing this so I think I've got it figured out..

I think if I was that flexible I would just hang out in that pose at the club.  I never go to the club but it just seems like the proper thing to do there. 

Sex on a Stick

I want to smell like sex on stick. Or sex bottled up rather. So on my mission to fulfill myself, I went out and bought things. This may seem counter-active for those of you seeking mindful living, but I feel there is some innate reason women love to shop. And although that innate desire may not always be the most beneficial, I do love indulging.

Anyway, back to smelling like sex. I don't know about you, but I always wanted a perfume that makes men think about sex. I don't want to have sex with them, but if they thought I smelled so good they want to see me naked I'm ok with that. You know the kind of smell that makes your nether region jingle.

I say jingle because I love christmas. And jingle to me is a pleasant sound and vibration. So the best of both worlds for your no-no bits. Long story short, I ended up buying Aqua Di Gioia-by Giorgio Armani. It smelt delicious and this girl looks like sex on a stick. SOLD.

P.s. I bought this nail polish too. Because I like pretty nails  in a pretty color ...XD

Coping

You may or may not have noticed my ode to Sex and the City under "the blog". Most likely not. Most likely the only people who would have noticed are the ones who watch the movie alone in bed every single night.

That would be me.

I dislike sleeping alone. I have never enjoyed it. Even when I was in high school, and was too young to have my boyfriend stay the night, I would have him stay with me until I fell asleep (super needy, right?) Or invite multiple friends over and we would all share my bed. I still have sleepovers with friends at 24! The more the merrier!

And when I say the more the merrier I mean in a strictly platonic way. In case you are confused. I am not that desperate, yet.

To cope with break-ups, I have always obsessed over a romantic movie. I think most people turn to violent slasher films, but not me. I still remember the 175 nights or so, that I watched Love Actually. And for some reason it made me feel better. This time it seems to be Sex and the City. Every night I watch the first movie. So if you're freaking out about dying alone post manfriend, don't go out in search for another. Find a great movie to be codependent with!

Thus the first step towards nirvana, right? ;)

Singled Out

I am Ashley and this is my blog. You may notice that I have multiple erroneous postings before this. I quite enjoy them so I am not deleting them, but this blog now has a new purpose.

I was recently a participant in a break-up. The most recent tragedy in a few serious relationships I have had. In a hot mess, I have also decided to dedicate a year to being single. This year is the year I will learn how to make myself happy indefinitely. Including banning myself from what I know distracts me from working on me, boyfriends. I plan to do therapy, get in the hottest of hot shape, eat abnormally healthy, and yes buy lots of pretty things for this pretty girl (amongst other ideas). I will try anything and everything that claims to make people fulfilled.

With that I will leave you with my most recent inspiration. 

"You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. You are the guy who'll decide where to go."
- Dr. Seuss

5 Reasons you should LOVE Beyonce Knowles

1. She has a cat named Master P

2. She donated her entire salary from the film Cadillac Records, to a non-profit called the Phoenix-House. An organization of rehabilitation centers around the U.S.

3. She created a new word. The song "Bootylicious" (performed by her and DC) was so popular the title is now in the Oxford Dictionary.

4. She has a vocal range of 3 and 1/2 octaves. And dance moves to boot.

5. She opened for TLC back in the day.


LOVE HER. you should too. ;)

This upsets me.....

I had a conversation tonight at work. It was pleasant. During this conversation I was asked if I would ever get an abortion. This is a topic that people can get very passionate about, so I kept it to a light answer of "Oh I'm much too old to do that". Which I really am, Im way to old for that kind of malarky. However I do think that people have the right to think differently and respect that whether I agree or not.


This article on the other hand, is down right upsetting. It was on my google reader when I got home. :(

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/health/women_shealth/7823317/Dozens-of-teenage-girls-have-had-three-abortions-or-more.html

Podcast Nation

Current podcasts I am obsessing over. 


http://www.yogajournal.com/podcast/

http://chinesepod.com/lessons


http://www.morehipthanhippie.com/