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While I was in the bath this evening shaving and messing with an ingrown hair that finally decided to plop out after months of hibernating in my inner thigh......and it was looooooong too (I wish I had a pic of it). Anyways the tv was on in the background while I was in the bath and some show called The Mob Doctors was on and in it a woman was in the hospital for some medical issue. She was a former dancer (stripper) and talked about what surgeries she had......a nose job, something with the stomach and of course implants. You know the normal stuff. Well, she didn't know whether she had saline or silicone implants. LOL. Talk about really pushing the stereotypical, dumb dancer in people's faces on a Saturday evening across America. First of all, every dancer out there with implants knows whether she has saline or silicone implants, what cc's the implants are and whether it's under or over the muscle. DUH! I would hope the rest of the "common" women out there that have implants know this too cause TRUST ME, dancers are far from the only ones with breast implants. Or other plastic surgeries too for that matter. I am all au naturel myself, no surgeries or implants. Maybe one day I'll get a unicorn horn implanted in my forehead or something like that. Well, that was not the first time that I heard dancers get portrayed as total idiots on tv, I am getting tired of it. Thinking about it, I feel HURT and INSULTED maybe even somewhat TRAUMATIZED......! I might sue or organize a million dancer march in Washington DC. Compared to a ton of people I meet on a regular basis I think that I am far from dumb. So I feel totally misrepresented! Anyways......
So today I did exactly what I said I would do yesterday, I did errands, got a latte from Kaladi and went to the gym. I am at work right now, writing this blog from there. Well, earlier at the gym while walking on the treadmill I was looking around, because what else is there to do while walking on the treadmill? I was observing a skinny (almost bony) cougar in some shorts that BARELY covered her ass.......When it comes to that "rule" that less is more, well that does not apply to what you wear at the gym. When she was bending over and she did that frequently to stretch while turning her flat backside to the room, (I assume on purpose) you could see her ass cheeks, barely there ass cheeks because she was close to anorexic looking but probably thought she looked hot Though in reality she kind of looked pathetic and desperate. And too skinny in my book but it's her body not mine. Personally, I do not want to see anybody's ass cheeks, VAGINE lips or balls sticking out of some too short shorts at the gym. Save that for the beach or something. It's kind of gross to sit down on a damp with sweat weight machine after somebody has been sitting on it before you with their barely covered private parts. I think it's totally ok to dress cute at the gym but when you wear a miniscule outfit because you are trying to show off either your ass or your chest it looks comical and comes across like you are trying too hard.
And yes, I am referring to women AND men now. I don't want to see some hairy man chest and nipples showing through a revealing tank top either, or worse - some saggy balls......
Yeah, that's my opinion and I KNOW ya'll just LOOOOOVEEE my opinions! 🙂

Tonight was a slow night but that's ok. Most people were probably out on New Years and spent all their money anyways, tomorrow night will be better. So I organized my lockers, all three of them. Took home some bracelets and necklaces that I don't wear anymore, gave away some earrings and an outfit. And that is me on the couch, that couch is the best. Since I don't smoke, sitting at the bar surrounded by smokers can be too much at times, There is no smoking allowed on the couch and I can actually breathe somewhat clean air, I can read, I can take a nap, I can stretch out my legs, I can curl up if I am cold, I can relax, I can get away from annoying people although many follow me to the couch, stalkers!
I am in bed now, it's a little after 3 am. Just had some tea, I am going to read some blogs for a while before I go to sleep. Tomorrow - errands, latte from Kaladi, gym and work.

It's Friday, the first Friday of 2013 to be precise. It was nice outside......



I went to the gym this afternoon, it felt great. I don't trust the burned calories counter on the machines, like the one on the elliptical I used today. It indicates that I burned 360 calories, I always subtract 40 from whatever the number is, so I burned about 320. That's how I count it.
When I work out I like to wear some kind of a legging, I like the brand Hard Tail. I usually wear a tank top, a t shirt and a hoodie in case I get cold. And a sportsbra of course, I don't want anything bouncing around.




And I am working tonight, have to wash my hair......



And here are tonights beautifying tools. The make up and lashes for the evening.

Well, the other night I was looking at the local rants and raves section on Craigslist.......You rarely read anything positive on there, people around here have lots to complain about, at least the ones writing things on rants and raves. I get so tired of it. So I thought I would do something NICE and write a few positive things about the places that I like to go to. Since most posts about food establishments are negative. Do something nice! It feels good! Here is my post........click heeeeere 🙂

Tatiana woke up around noon, took a look outside at the gray skies and felt gloomy like the weather. She laid around for another hour, feeling lethargic......and then decided to get up and do something......

Nice weather! Tatiana felt very inspired......! LOL.



She took Chhaya for a walk. It was nice to spend some time outside, even on a gloomy day like this.



And then she went to Coffee Roaster for some yummies. It's important to treat yourself to something everyday, it makes you happy! 🙂



After the latte and the blueberry scone she headed to the gym, got sweaty and felt great afterwards! Some elliptical, some running on the treadmill, an arm machine and leg machines. She is doing it all over tomorrow.



When Tatiana got home she danced around a little while listening to her iPod = HAPPY! When you feel gloomy like the weather some dancing will always help. Another thing that will always help on a gloomy day is reading Tatiana's blog!

So my three last plane trips have been highly annoying to various degrees. And they were all around four hours long. A few weeks ago I was returning home from New York. I was sitting by the window (I prefer the window seat so I can make myself as small as possible, curl up and sleep) I was surrounded by a Serbian family, in front of me, behind me and next to me. The two seats next to me were occupied by the two teenage brothers, the skinny giggly one closest to me and his fat brother on the outside. The fat one had big braces and a bad cold, he kept on blowing his nose in a towel he had in his lap, loudly. A few times, and yes that means more than once, he sneezed wet, gross sneezes and had long strings of thick germ laden snot hanging out of his nose which he would wipe up with his contaminated towel. BARF! He also decided that FARTING was a great and funny idea, so did his brother that almost died from giggling when his fat brother passed the gas a few times. Me? Not so much. I really don't want to smell other peoples ass fumes on badly ventilated spaces like and airplane, so I turned on my overhead fan on full blast and covered my entire face with my oversized cashmere scarf that I ALWAYS fly with, it really comes in handy in moments like these. Then their overbearing Mom in front of us kept feeding her sons chips and homemade stinky sandwiches, making sure that her boys didn't die from starvation on the four hour journey. Not like the fat teenager needed any more food, he could had probably went into hibernation for the whole winter and survived. And behind me sat the little brother whom got lectured loudly in math, pluses and minuses by a stern family member. The kid made sure to kick my seat frequently. Fun times. Next time somebody farts next to me on an airplane I am going to blast of a loud one in their direction while staring wildly in their eyes, baring my fangs.

Then on my way to New York I had the pleasure of sitting next to a young couple getting to know each other better. On a read-eye flight when most of us want to sleep or at least have some quiet time. Not these two, the more they were drinking the louder they were yakking.
I unwillingly found out that the girl had a boyfriend, used to live in Spokane, gets really drunk and passes out every time she goes home to visit, is part Portuguese but had NO CLUE where Portugal is. Next to Spain in Europe you moron. The guy had to show her on his phone.
And they say strippers are dumb. Yeah right! This annoying and loud broad bragged about her well paying office job.
The guy basically tried to make her forget about her boyfriend she was leaving behind in Alaska so he could get in her pants. Lovely. Like nobody wants to hear about you and your drunken passing outs when you go home and visit your parents. Shut the fuck up and go into the tiny bathroom together and get it on like normal people do. She definitely needed a pillow on her loud mouth.

And the last real horror. When I was coming back from Vegas in November. A Mom with two kids were behind me. A boy and a girl, old enough to behave in public. I am guessing a four year old and a six year old. The devil's spawn. They had psycho tantrums for about 80% of the trip, I am NOT exaggerating. Kicking wildly, that included my seat. The Mom, a real soft pathetic Mom did not once, that I heard, demand that her kids stopped kicking.
They kept on screaming loudly and shrill on top of their lungs, sometimes both at the same time. Climbing like monkeys everywhere, crawling under the seats. I was tempted to step on their little hands when they reached under my seat but didn't. These two kids are so far the worst of a public tantrum display I have ever witnessed. I could understand if a small baby or two year old gets an earache on the plane and cries. But when you are old enough to understand, sit still and shut up, you should. And it is the parents job to control their kids. This Mom did a horrible job. Her two spoiled brats ruined the whole trip for the entire plane. When we landed she got on the phone with the Dad and told him about HIS kids and how bad the flight was because of them, they were not her kids anymore, they were HIS. When I got up she tried to offer a half assed apology and I just looked at her.
So she said, "you must not have kids". Really? I have flown with children in the plane before (not mine) and never seen anything close to this display of terror. I said, "no I don't but if I did they would not act like yours".
Ummmmm.......next time, if this for some reason would happen again, I am requesting to be moved and if that can not be arranged then I am filing a complaint with the company requesting to get compensated for some of the airfare. I heard of parents that can't control their hysterical children getting booted off planes. I totally agree with that. Nobody wants to hear your children scream on top of their lungs, you might think it's cute because they are YOUR children and you love them but for the rest of us NOT related to you, they are annoying little shits and we just want them to shut the fuck up or get thrown off the plane, even in mid flight. The worst flight ever.