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Superman Returns... in SA

I'm not ashamed to admit it I'm actually really excited to see this movie. So excited that I have even agreed to go with my mom and dad to see it this afternoon. As a standard rule I never watch movies with my parents mostly because all they do is talk during the film. I always end up sitting between them getting poked from either side with a constant bombardment of questions and random statements.  My mom will always say, I don't understand what just happened. My father will be poking me from the other side saying things like, I bet this is going to happen; or like when we went to see traffic together and he was like a little kid making his fingers into the shape of a gun and making the sounds. I wish I were kidding. Yes, we are those people.

So I went to the theater early to pick up the tickets and as I'm walking up to the ticket booth I notice this guy who is dressed like superman. No lie. Of course I'm quick to judge and to laugh at him, but as I get closer I realize I went to high school with that guy! I quickly try to lose myself in the crowd because I'm already associated with the talkers in theater I don't want to be associated with the people who dress up to see movies. Yes, I'm that shallow do you have problem with that? I didn't think so.

Vindication!

In early March I headed into David's Bridal to buy yet another bridesmaids dress. My ninth dress to be exact. Now no girl likes to buy bridesmaids dressed mostly because they run 2 sizes to small so they always make you feel fat and not to mention the 150 dollars or more you have to shell out for a dress you will only wear once. Now if I have been in your wedding of course I'm not talking about your dress, the one you picked out was fabulous. I have come to the decision that when it is my turn I will line up all my dresses and say go ahead take your pick it will be a cornucopia of color! Okay not really.
Actually I have had it pretty good with none of my bridesmaid’s dresses that I have had to purchase being over $200. My friend Alex on the other hand is in a wedding this summer and when she went to go get her dress before she could even order it she had to give a $200 down payment! DOWN PAYMENT!  The shoes alone for that wedding I think she said were $97.
Where was I? Oh yes last march I went into David's bridal (where I swear they know me by name) and I tried on the dress I was supposed to buy. Everything went smoothly. No worries. Cut to June 10th when I went to go pick up the dress and I get home and I try it on and it doesn't fit! It wouldn't even zip up! I immediately burst into tears and start thinking oh my gosh I'm fat! I am a fat cow. I need to start eating less. Hell I need to stop eating altogether! This was also the day I got into my accident so needless to say I was not in a good mood that entire day.
I left the dress in my closet for about 3 weeks and from there it has been taunting me. Every time I would look into my closet to find something to wear all I could see was that dress! Well yesterday I decided to get it out of the closet and took it to my seamstress to see what she could do. She all but laughed in my face and said um... I can't fix that you need about 4 -5 inches more material. I might have cried in the car. So I headed over to David's Bridal again preparing myself to depart with another $165 dollars. I went up to the desk and said I need to order this dress blah blah blah. The woman was very kind but once she looked into the computer she said you have already ordered this dress what happened. Then I told her the whole depressing story. She said she was sorry and then I went to try on the same dress in a variety of sizes to see what I should order it in. I decided to torture myself and I tried on the same size I had ordered it in and IT FIT! It was the exact same dress I had tried on when I first went in  actually and it fit! But how could this be? I told the lady look this is the one I tried on and it fits but the one I ordered doesn't even zip up! I asked her do you think this dress is just stretched out from people trying it on. She said they don't stretch out 4-5 inches. Turns out it was the dressmakers mistake they made it too small! I didn't gain weight! They gave me a new dress for free in the same size I had ordered. I could have kissed this woman.

 

singleness

We all know that I am single and unhappily so, well maybe unhappy is harsh term. I am happy but I would like to be seeing someone. I mean who wouldn't? I have been reading this new blog Charming, but Single and it has gotten me really thinking about my life. (by the way charming but single if you read this hello! I think your fabulous!)  What was I saying? Oh yes my life! I normally write about stupid things that happen to me on a day to day basis but I don't write about my dating life. I don't write about it because it's pathetic and to write about it would make me realize how pathetic it is right now and I don't want to spiral into depression. (I never said I wasn't melodramatic) Seriously though when I was in college I went out all the time dancing  having fun with my friends a slow night was having  dinner with girl friends and now I can't remember the last time I went out dancing. I'm not complaining about my life don't get me wrong I do have fun but I wonder what happened to the outgoing girl I used to be. I could argue the fact that I have grown out of that stage but lets face it I haven't! My point  is I seem to have lost myself. I love hanging out with people and going out to dinner and doing stuff but lately (the past  several months) I seem quite content with just watching movies and staying at home and it's no wonder I'm single! I guess I haven't really put myself out there like I should.  (But on the other hand there is that sex in the city episode where Charlotte and Carrie are at that dating seminar and Carrie lets the speaker have it by saying trust me she's out there.)

So I don't know where I stand I think I'm lost, a shadow of my former self. ( there goes that melodramatic part of me again)When I was in Dallas two weekends ago I was out for my 26th birthday and it was so fun. We had mojitos with dinner, we went to a bar that had good overpriced lemon dropped martini's and I even flirted with a boy while waiting for the restroom. In conclusion I'm moving to a new city (either Austin or Dallas) in about  2 months and I have friends in each and I'm determined to put myself out there.  Dinner parties, dancing and going out I'm not going to lie I miss it and I can't wait to have it back.

baking and boozing... or baking with a hangover whichever you please

This morning I decided to make cookies for my father given that this is his weekend and all. Do we remember the last time I decided to bake? To me baking is always so much more fun when you are boozing at the same time. It ends up being recipe? What recipe? I DON'T NEED A RECIPE... I AM MARTHA STEWART! Since that worked so well for me last time I decided to give it a shot again this weekend. Except I did the boozing last night and boy did I booze! (I think I just I like saying that word)  Last night I threw a surprise party for my mother's sixtieth... umm thirtieth birthday! She was so  surprised she cried three times over the course of the evening. I had to give myself a reward for pulling off such a great party so I drank several margaritas and let me tell you they were great! She walked into the restaurant saw about 40 people that she knew and then she started crying. We then had mariachis come and sing to her and that started the water works again. But the best surprise of the evening was when my dad showed up during the middle of the party. (He was in Europe on business and flew home early just to be there.) She ran to him and started crying all over again. Her best friend leaned over and said I wish I was that happy when I see my husband. I don't know if it was the margaritas but I thought that was the funniest joke EVER and I laughed my face off. It really was a spectacular evening all together.
Enter this morning and me trying to make cookies when I turn on the mixer and my head nearly explodes all over the counter. I must say these might not be the best cookies ever but I'm not working with a clear mind here... but then again when am I ever?

accident #539482987

Cars and I don't get along. Ever. I have had my share of accidents since I got my license 10 years ago. Whoa 10 years I just realized that was a long time ago. My first accident was the first day of spring break junior year I hit a guy from behind in front of all of my friends on a very busy street. Then after I hit him he pulled into a side street I followed and so did ten other cars that had all of my friends in them. He admitted he didn't have any insurance and he didn't really want to call the police and I knew that it was my fault so I agreed and then went to lunch. I then had to go home and face the music of telling my parents that I had wrecked my car. My friend Vanessa and I tried to make the front of my car look better before I broke the news to them but instead the bumper fell off in my driveway. Yeah that was a good day.

My second accident was in college when car backed up into me at a gas station and I couldn't open my passenger door for a week. Then after I got it out of the shop I immediately backed up into a dumpster. A DUMPSTER! It's not like they are tiny. These things are huge and ugly how could I miss that?  I didn't get in trouble with my parents for that one because my mom had done the same thing a week before!

My fourth accident, in my third car, I was backing out and this girl hit me when she was going the wrong way on a one way. All I felt was a little tink and there was a small dent on the back of my bumper not too bad. Her car? TOTALED! And then she decided to sue me. WHEN SHE WAS GOING THE WRONG WAY ON A ONE WAY AND SPEEDING I MIGHT ADD! Needless to say she didn't win.
As my dad was driving out of the dealership  this woman tried to get into his lane and hit my car. Again.  I'm starting to think this is a genetic condition.

On Wednesday as I was getting onto the freeway to drive to Dallas this man tried to cross three lanes of traffic and hit my back right fender. I was pissed to say the least. I hadn't had an accident in three years and even though this wasn't my fault  I feel as if my good driving record is shot and now
I will get into more accidents since the flood gates have now been opened. My car was still drivable so I decided to go on but about a third of the way there my car started making this horrible noise. I tried to drown it out with my method of just turning the radio up louder but that didn't work so I pulled off at a gas station to assess the damage. There I saw that my rear fender was flapping in the wind what was I supposed to do now? DUCT TAPE! Yes, I duct taped my car back together. I have never felt so ghetto in my life.

Double Yea!

It seems that Ryan Reynolds and Alanis Morissette are OVER! I must admit that I am excited. Why am I so excited? Ryan Reynolds is now available (because you know I totally have a shot), and Alanis can now start writing her woe is me music that everyone is to ashamed to admit that they like, have the CD and know every word on said CD... even the hidden track.

The Time Has Come

The Bachelor casting people are coming to San Antonio! Am I tempted to sign up? Perhaps, but only for the free trip to Europe! By no means do I want to compete with all the crazy women (remember Ali G) and develop an eating disorder because everyone on the show is so dang skinny you can count all their ribs. I actually am tempted to go to the casting with a bag of popcorn so I can see who really signs up for these shows, but really I would be hoping that I would see some I know in line so I can get the scoop on what happens! Actually as luck may have it a friend of a friend has already gotten to the second round (or so she says) much to my friends displeasure because she has no idea that he is secretly in love with her but that is a different post altogether. So perhaps I can get the inside scoop from her! You know maybe I should sign up for this show because whatever I seem to be doing is not working being as I am as single as EVER! Alas I am not that desperate but don't think I'm not going to tune into that new dating show on ABC!

classic melissa

As much as I have tried to resist the gaucho pant trend I found myself talked into it by my friend Emily Ann. I have to admit she does look oh so cute them and she told me I must go to target and try some if not for me for her. I gave in because I am weak. I went to target and grabbed several off the rack and headed to the dressing room. The first one I tried one was huge on me, literally falling off my body and my immediate thought was oh my gosh FINALLY ALL THE WORKING OUT IS PAYING OFF! I will buy these just so I can have something in my closet that says extra small!! Yesssssssssssssss! And then I take off the pants and look at the tag and that is when I noticed it says MATERNITY WEAR! I started laughing and then tried on the other pants and they fit me so I haven't lost any weight at all. Damn it.

They say it's your birthday

It's my birthday too!! Twenty-Six!!! TWENTY SIX! I am now past mid twenties and reaching toward my upper twenties! SCARY! Pretty soon I will be 20/10!! goodness! I wish I could tell you that I have these amazing plans for my birthday, plans like a personal concert by bloc party or the fray for 200 of my closest friends but alas I think i'm just having dinner with family. At least thats all that I know of right now. I will keep you posted! And I apologize for not posting sooner! I promise a picture post soon. I promise it's worth the wait GROWN MEN and the SLIP 'n SLIDE! Awesome.