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Last night when the clock neared itself 7 pm I looked at the temperature and it was 9 degrees out. BRRRRRRRR!!! Kind of cold I have to say......so I started debating with myself, wondering whether it was even going to be worth driving to work or not.
It takes me about 25 minutes to drive there. And I'd rather not go all the way there for nothing or almost nothing. So I decided that the cold weather probably would entice people to stay at home, at least it did to me.
Instead I spent yesterday evening with Sheldon (Big Bang Theory). I just love him......
but I have already said that. And I went back in my blog archives and looked through all the blogs from 2006 through 2008, took care of some minor errors like spelling etc. That took about five hours to do.......In 2006 and 2007 Julia also wrote entries and we wrote some together, if you look back in the archives that will be specified. From 2008 until today would probably take me a week or so of putting in three hours/day, since I really started picking up the blogging in 2010 and by picking up I mean writing more entries. So I don't even know if I am going to bother with that, correcting and proof reading the old blogs I mean.
Today looks like a regular routine day for me. Hopefully something fun or shocking will happen at work this week so I can entertain ya'll with something interesting. Here is an old pic I found from some photo shoot. I was checking my hair in the mirror before getting in front of the camera.

I usually have a hard time getting going in the mornings. I have read that other people feel the same way, kind of have a mini depression if I can use that word, before they settle into their day. Unless I have somewhere I have to be I take a while to get out of bed........then everything feels like a huge task before I actually get around to doing it.
It can be as simple as paying a bill online, just thinking about that bill or the errands that I have to do while I am still in bed makes me want to pull the covers over my head and keep on sleeping. Once I get up and dressed my day starts to unfold and moving.
But those moments when the smallest things feel like mountains are very hard to deal with. What always wakes me up is the first walk of the day with Chhaya, that makes me feel better whether it is sunny or raining. Fresh air is great for your mood.
My plans for today? Well, pay some bills right now, a visit to the gym, take Chhaya out again, laundry and then work.

Here in Alaska a famous dog race is held yearly called the Iditarod Trail Sled Dog Race. Basically it is based on a commemoration of a diphtheria outbreak in an Alaskan village called Nome and the serum that got transported there from a place called Nenana by dog sled to save the sick. Today's race stretches about 1100 miles between Anchorage and Nome. The musher (the person driving the dogs) that wins the race gets a hefty check and a brand new Dodge truck. Every musher that participates in the Iditarod gets some kind of money. The dogs run in very harsh Alaskan winter conditions - cold, windy, icy with little rest and sleep. I totally understand why groups like PETA and others that care about animals are so against this race. I AM TOO against it. When I first came to Alaska and heard about the Iditarod I thought it was a fun thing, I even watched the start of one in Anchorage. But then I found out more about the race. And I am questioning the Iditarod now. I do not think that dogs should be subjected to a race like this. It is all about winning the money, the truck and bring more business to downtown Anchorage during the race, selling merchandise like t-shirts and postcards and filling restaurants. It seems like there are dogs dying every year either during the race or while being transported to or from the race. Not to mention the injuries the dogs can and will sustain from the race. There are also plenty of proven examples of mushers abusing their dogs and/or neglecting them and not giving them proper care. MAJOR thumbs down! It is a constant competition to win the race and in the shortest time possible. The dogs are pushed relentlessly. And no, I do not think that the sled dogs that run the race were born to do this. No more than you or I were born to run 1100 miles through deep snow in cold windy weather. I suggest that if you want to win that new Dodge truck and all that cash YOU gather up a gang of your buddies that need to work off some of that extra winter chunk. Strap them in front of a sled and take off running day and night through the icy cold with destination Nome. Don't subject an animal to this solely to feed your ego and your wallet. I don't care that this was done in 1925 because of a diphtheria outbreak. That was a one time event and people's lives were saved. There are no lives at stake today, only a title, cash and a brand new truck. To me the Iditarod IS animal cruelty. As are other long and grueling races/competitions that involve animals.
How can you treat a beautiful sensitive being like that? I would never ever run Chhaya so hard that she could potentially die or get injured. I want her to enjoy her life. Because she gives me so much.

I am having a wonderful, relaxing and super comfy Sunday so far. It is snowing outside, I am in bed watching tv with a tired Chhaya at my feet. I made some pancakes and in a bit I am going to make some more, I am craving more, I love pancakes. So simple but so yummy. The dishes are made and the Honey Dew's are hang drying. I am feeling happy and content this evening.

Besides waking up and getting a super yummy vanilla latte I have to wash up some of my Honey Dew's.......



I have a mountain of dishes to do. Always fun! Not.



And that is what I have planned for this Sunday afternoon.

So recently a girl that sometimes comes into the club told me, "We like you because you don't take any shit from anyone". Then somebody else told me that some people think that I am a bitch. OK. Like I care? You say that I am a bitch like it is something bad? Actually to me it is something rather positive. That is right, I don't take any shit from anyone. Why should I? Is the strip club some kind of official women bashing place where random people can come in, talk shit, be rude, act like total assholes and us dancers are supposed to smile and accept that? ICH DON'T THINK SO HONEY! Not this bitch anyways. And so what that some of the girls I work with think I am a bitch?
Oh well, I am more than happy to give them something to talk about and look at.
I don't do anything wrong in the club, I don't sit around and snicker and talk shit about anyone. So whatever.
And that some guys that come in think I am a bitch? Well look, if it makes me a bitch because I don't want to give out my number, go on a date with you, get drunk with you, let you grab me all over - then I guess by some lame idiots sorry definition I am a bitch and I am damn proud to be one too. I am not at work to find a drinking buddy, a boyfriend or somebody to have random sex with. So go try your luck with one of the other "friendlier" girls and please leave me alone. And guess what.....many of them will hustle you hard for drinks and dances, some might even try to steal your wallet or the bills you left on the bar. I have seen it......I am way too much of a bad ass bitch to do such things. I might be a dancer but I am not desperate or pathetic. Oh......and that girl that lets guys suck on her boobs, finger her insides, exchange saliva and possible herpes and other STD's and talks about maybe meeting up outside of the club.......chances are that she is NOT single, she might have a boyfriend or a husband at home waiting for her while she bends all the rules just to make as much money as she can. That to me is a slut. You can call me a bitch, I will wear that badge proudly. But you can't call me a slut because I will never be on of those. I'd rather be a bitch any day of the week. I think it is totally ok to have a boyfriend while working as a dancer. I've had boyfriends while working but I also stick to the rules, no need to bend them, it is ACTUALLY possible to make money without doing that.
I also suspect that there is something of a small town mentality going on here, girls are more desperate to be pleasing and "friendly". Some of them have never been outside Alaska or worked anywhere else. If you visit a larger, upscale club in a large town you will find that many dancers carry themselves with that quality "bitchy" attitude. In other places it is called classy.
And if you really knew me you would know that I am far from a bitch.
Pics from last night.......of Tatiana - your favorite bitch. LOL.
With my pink gloss, trying to apply it and take a pic at the same time, not as easy as it looks........



On the couch looking extra BITCHY!



For some reason, even when people (guys) whine about that I am such a bitch, they still try to talk to me......I wonder why?