Money or Manners

Murphy's Law had a chance to play with me.

I spent the last part of my trip in New York alone and financially jammed because the Hudson Hotel held my entire bank account hostage. I had to have another ex pay for the last night. I didn't feel right having him pay for an extravagant hotel so I moved to the Milford near Broadway.


I finally get home by the grace of God, and one really sweet guy at the information desk at Grand Central Station who gave me the extra $2 I needed to get to the airport by bus.


I go straight to the bank from the airport to figure out why so much money was taken out by the hotel. The teller informs me there are no charges on the account for any hotel. Every transaction placed on my account by the Hudson Hotel had magically disappeared and my account was at its original balance.

I am now awaiting the proper charges.


But I wonder?

Why did this happen?

What is the reason?

What am I to learn from this experience?

Did I at least build on my character?


The now defunct relationship has left me with a surplus of cash in my savings account. The money was given to me by my newly ex-ed boyfriend for sprucing myself up. Now that we are no longer together I feel funny having the money. I used a third of it for my lips and a couple of trips to the day spa but there is still some left in the savings account. I wanted him to know the money was being used for the purpose he intended. It was a generous gift and I didn't want him to think I would abuse his generosity.

Now that karma has set my account straight, I wonder?

Should I give him back the money?

It was a gift. Why should I return it?

Why should I be punished?

Wasn't I punished enough?

Does he deserve to have it back?

What is the proper thing to do?

Why should I even care about doing the proper thing? Its not like I am going to get kudos from him for returning the funds and I like kudos!!



Oh well! (sigh)

I can't win them all.

Thank goodness, I only need to win one.


I have decided to take the funds and reimburse myself for the trip, ensuring good karma to him--. And for my karma, (BTW: you can start a sentence with a conjunction if used sparingly--I looked it up) I am adopting polar bears to help save them from the effects of global warming.


It is really amazing to me how everything worked alright. I don't know what I would have done if I had no family or friends and alot of Gah to help me. I am humbled and grateful for the experience.


Blondes try to grow up well!!

My Lips are Losing Weight

I recently had a little bit of fat injected into my lips to give me a sexy Bridget Bardot pout. I din't opt for the fake stuff because I didn't want to look like Daffy duck.

I have just noticed my lips aren't as pouty as before I went to NYC.

I ask myself...


Self, why are my lips getting thinner?

Are they losing weight?

I know I lost a few extra pounds running around New York on the one bag of fries I could afford, but this is ridiculous.

Lips should not lose weight.


Butts and thighs yes, lips no.


Can transplanted fat be lost?


Its so not fair!!


I already lost a boyfriend, you think I would get to keep my lips.


I am going to have to feed my lips tonight.



I need something meaty and juicy!!


Hhhmmm.....




I need a dinner date.




Blondes hate to eat alone!!

All My Ex's live in Texas

and thank Gah they still like me!! and they know I am dating other people and I know they are dating other people.

I want to thank each and everyone that was there for me in my time of need.

Although NONE of you could find your way to New York to comfort me, I still appreciate the shoulder to cry on through a phone line.

I also appreciate the fact that you aren't dating anyone seriously at this time, leaving you free to help me.

Don't think I don't know that the willingness to answer my 'damsel in distress' calls is due to the fact you don't have anyone at the moment. I realize my 1:30 am calls wont get answered when you find someone else.


I am now single again and if you guys ever get into trouble with a woman, you know who to call.




Blondes always return a favor!!

I am Fashion's Biatch

I am at Filene's basement looking for a bag to carry my laptop in. I had to be careful with money because I didn't think I would need to bring very much on this trip.

After all, I was visiting my boyfriend. Why would I need for anything? Duh...

It never occurred to me that I might need a sudden flow of emergency cash. He did give me some walking around money when he left for Connecticut but still the hotel I chose to make me feel better was luxury tagged and although I knew I would have to move to a more economical hotel, at this moment it was worth it to me to have the high thread count and down pillows to cry my little tears into.


Anyhoo,

I find a bag that doesn't knock my socks off but the price is right and I am tired of going around the city with my laptop in my hand. I proceed to checkout when low and behold my newbie friend lifts up the most perfect designer bag ever!!

I look at the price tag...

Uh Uh!!

Too much!!

Its the perfect bag!!

Ed hardy Rock and Roses bag!!

I must have it!

I must buy the bag!

I love the bag!

The bag loves me!!!



Too bad the bag couldn't feed me for the last two days of my trip because after maxing out the only credit card I had for the hotel rooms and cabs, this was the only cash I had left to survive on until I got home and it was now a handbag that I just would not return even when I had money only for a bag of fries. I didn't have enough for a whole meal.

Fashion is my crack.

Its a monkey on my back.


It would be just like an addict to find justification for their addiction.

Her is mine:

Spending all my cash on this killer bag forced me to learn to get around the city by foot, which kept me healthy; forced me to learn the buses and subways; now I am not afraid of public transport; and I lost a few pounds from not eating.



I was very close to being a bag lady but at least it would have been designer.

Concubine to Cougar

I am in New York and I have settled into the Hudson Hotel. Its Awsome!!!

I love it.

Pretty people,

Famous people,

and me!!


After a break up you need a hotel like this one. I checked in around 1:30 AM and the lobby turns into a club around 2. The desk peeps were so sweet to me and said that I should come to the club after settling in..they thought it would cheer me up.

Needless to say, I did not go. I was tired and hungover. By now the buzz wore off and I had a more than slight headache.

I remember having a glass of wine after the saki ran out...Gah, what the heck was
I thinking. I am going to have to choose another way to deal with a break up. Ickk!!


I go to sleep and awake to a jackhammer around 7 AM, no seriously a real jackhammer outside on the street, directly underneath my window. I suffer through my headache and the jackhammer until 9 and than I get up an shower and go the store to get excederin.

I get a phone call...

Its the Newbie I met and forgot about.

I forgot I met someone while walking the ex's dog. Its funny to me because I specifically recall telling my ex he shouldn't leave me alone in the city for this exact reason.

Men are a dime a dozen in this town. I couldn't be lonely if I tried.

Anyhoo,

The newbie hung out with me and did everything my older boyfriend
wouldn't do with me like teaching me the subway, showing me Filene's basement, which is a story all on its own, and showing me the great little coffee shops and sushi spots.


I definitely will have to look into dating younger men...they have incredibly less baggage to carry around making them light on the feet and ready for a full day with me!!


Right now, I think I want to be alone for awhile which will be easy since I am back in Texas.



I am blonde just not yet ready to roar!!