Saturday, April 30, 2005

Bag lady

I'm seriously thinking about this bag. I can hear it calling my name. I never thought I'd want a bag that looked like that, but considering I just bought these, the bag should be no surprise. That bag looks like a pimped out version of the two nice bags I use as briefcases. If I carried the silver bag into a business meeting, I wonder if they'd throw me out or admire my brilliance. Hmmm...

Uh-oh. It comes in a larger size, too.

I think I need to slowly back away from the computer before I do any damage.

"Never give in! Never give in! Never, never, never. Never -- in anything great or small, large or petty -- never give in except to convictions of honor and good sense." - Winston Churchill

Nanette's Guide to Movie Reviewing

I love movies. I love the experience of sitting in a dark theater, getting completely absorbed in the story being told, laughing along with everyone else (or wondering why everyone is laughing), munching on snacks and sipping sodas. I also enjoy popping a DVD in, cuddling with Brent on the couch, and enjoying the story in the comfort of my home.

However, here's the problem: my opinions of movies are, for lack of a better term, wishy washy. It's rare that I have a really strong feeling one way or the other. And I'm coming to terms with the fact that I just can't review films. I used to do it in college when I wrote for the school paper and I always struggled. I just can't digest and dissect the story lines and the characters the way others can. Coincidentally, Brent is the best movie reviewer, both in print (he was a reporter, too) and in life I've ever read/heard. He has the gift that I lack.

I see movies and I want to write about them on here, but quite frankly, I'm a disfunctional movie reviewer. I just had to state this weakness of mine publicly because I like to tell my blogging audience (all two of you) about the movies I see, despite my lackluster reviews.

The point? Josh and Jami got a sitter for adorable Hallie last night, so we had some yummy sushi, and then saw Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I was very much looking forward to this movie because I'm a big fan of the cast and it just looked like a fun flick. I enjoyed the film. Why? Because I liked the cast and it was a fun story. (See, I told you I'm a lame reviewer.) It had three of the actors from Love Actually, one of my all-time fav films, and Zooey Deschanel, Sam Rockwell and Mos Def. (By the way, I want to hang out with Mos Def. He just seems like a fun guy. I also dig his rapping.) And Marvin, the robot, was freakin' hilarious.

I think Brent was 50/50 on how he felt about the film. Josh, who had read the book, liked the film (correct me if I'm wrong, Josh) but noted that he didn't understand how someone who hadn't read the book would like it. And Jami, well, Jami fell asleep for most of the film. Parenting one of the world's cutest kids will do that to ya.

Overall, I'd say see the film. I think.

"Whether you believe you can do a thing or not, you are right." - Henry Ford

Thursday, April 28, 2005

Tis The Season...

...for lots of concerts!

Next week I'm seeing Maroon 5. In July I'm seeing Marc Broussard...twice. In July I'm also seeing Ray LaMontagne and Rachel Yamagata. Gavin Degraw is coming to Los Angeles soon but he's going to be with Avril Lavigne (bleh!) and it's at the Greek Theater, where there's stacked parking so you really can't leave early. Boooo!

Maybe I should consider making my wedding dress out of ticket stubs. At this point I may have to!

"Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together." - Anais Nin

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Meet the Bacara

I'm so excited! I just watched this week's Meet the Barkers and the scenes from next week include their wedding, which was held at Bacara where Brent and I got engaged!!! I can't wait to see how they pull off a wedding there and to see parts of the resort again.

As I typed this, I yelled at Brent, "I want to go back!" He said, "Someday." I said, giggling, "Sunday?" He replied, "SOMEDAY!"

I suppose it's not a place I can go to very often, but I can dream, wistfully.

"It doesn't matter what you look like on the outside, whether you're white, black, or Sasquatch, even. As long as you follow your dream, no matter how crazy or against the law it is... except for Sasquatch. If you're Sasquatch, the rules are different." - Meatwad, Aqua Teen Hunger Force

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Stack of Carbs

Brent: (while getting our dinner of pork chops and pasta ready) I think I'm going to have some salad first. Do you want a salad?
Me: Nope.
Brent: Why not?
Me: Not enough carbs.
Brent: Huh?
Me: Not enough carbs. Today I'm apparently on an all-carb diet. I had a bagel for breakfast and mac'n'cheese for lunch.

Ya ever have one of those days where vegetables aren't at all appealing?

On a total tangent, have any of you figured out what you're doing/getting your Mom for Mother's Day (May 8)? I'm definitely getting my mom one of these because she was trying to take mine during our last visit, but I haven't determined what else she's getting.

"I do wish we could chat longer, but I'm having an old friend for dinner. Bye." - Hannibal, Silence of the Lambs

What I Did On My Weekend Vacation

I did a lot this weekend. Here are the highlights:

- Shelby decided on Friday to fly down for the weekend.
- Played Dance Dance Revolution and Karaoke Revolution.
- Pop-pop (aka my grandpa) and his wife were in town on one of those day-trips for seniors. We took a nice stroll along the Santa Monica Pier, which surprisingly I'd never been to despite living minutes away.
- Had all the girls over for brunch. Cooked some Filipino adobo. Pretended to be Martha Stewart minus the crime record. That was a good thing. (Congrats, Liz, on the new condo!)
- Saw "A Lot Like Love." I was pleasantly surprised. Ashton Kutcher was very mellow, not at all like the obnoxious Ashton on Punk'd or That 70s Show. Amanda Peet was adorable, as always.
- Bought some new eye shadow. It's called No-No Nanette. I love the color and the name, of course.
- Took Shelby to the airport. She called me, excitedly, "I just saw Kevin Bacon!"

"On the moon, the weekend has advanced beyond your wildest dreams. Weekends now take up the entire week, and jobs have been phased out accordingly." - Inignot, Aqua Teen Hunger Force

Friday, April 22, 2005

Denial ain't just a river in Egypt

I didn't just buy a ticket to see Ray LaMontaigne and Rachel Yamagata at the Wiltern in July. I'm not planning to go with my local concert buddies and co-workers. I'm also not planning to have an amazing time as I'm a big fan of Ray (seen him once before) and Rachel (listen to her all the time). I'm not addicted to live music. I shouldn't seek professional help.

"All that spirits desire, spirits attain." - Kallil Gibran, The Poet of Baalbek

Tag, I'm it!

Hil tagged me with this meme: Name five things that people with whom I generally associate think are really cool, but that leave me cold.

1. Gilmore Girls - I will add this to the list with the caveat that perhaps I haven't given this show a real shot, but I'm a big tv watcher and still haven't been able to get into this show. I think the mother-daughter banter is just a bit too much for me, as adorable as both of them are. (Sorry, Shelby and Liz.)

2. West Wing - I may have liked this had I gotten into it from its start, but I'm just not into politics. I get my dose of political entertainment through 24 and The Daily Show.

3. Law & Order - I get it, but really, I don't.

4. U2 - This group still hasn't found what I'm looking for.

5. Mesh Chinese slippers - Shoes are supposed to enhance the feet, not squish them and cover them in a net like a school of fish.

I'll pass this meme by tagging Jen, Jenn, Mrs. Mogul, jozjozjoz and e.

"If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything." - Mark Twain

Thursday, April 21, 2005

This just in...

My college roomie, Eric Schwartz, is a rising star! I just got this e-mail, so be sure to check out the premiere tonight, along with Eric's site!

Jib Jab has animated my Passover song, “Matzah!” Catch the world premiere on “The Tonight Show with Jay Leno” tonight (Thursday) right after the monologue. I am finally allowed to reveal this news after months of preparation, so please tune in.
"Matzah!" music video WORLD PREMIERE”

The Tonight Show with Jay Leno”
Thursday, April 21, 11:30 p.m. NBC

Happy Passover!

P.S. My album Kosher Kuts includes "Matzah!"
Buy it here.

Eyes Wide Shut

At 7 a.m. this morning I woke up to find all hell had broken loose. My nose wouldn't stop running, my throat was sore and swollen, and my eyes were itchy and nearly swollen shut. I got up, took some Sudafed, grabbed a wet washcloth for my eyes and got back into bed. Brent woke up a few minutes later, looked at me and said, "I read last night that the pollen count is supposed to be unusually high today."

An hour and a half later, my eyes were still swollen and itchy. I called my co-worker, who inadvertently scared me by reminding me another co-worker had pink eye. I assured her that it wasn't pink eye, just crazy-go-nuts allergies. I hoped the swelling would go down and I'd be able to go in, but the swelling didn't go away.

I went to the nearby drugstore, ignoring the funky look the cashier gave me when she saw my puffy eyes. I got my Benadryl and went home, staring at the pills wondering if enough time had passed since I had taken Sudafed a few hours earlier. It obviously wasn't working. I took two Benadryls and spent the remainder of the day in and out of a sleepy, drugged haze on my couch. Somewhere between Clean Sweep and The World According to Garp, my swelling subsided, although the eyes still itch. I was hoping to get sushi tonight, but I don't think that's going to happen. I hate allergies.

"I think if I was allergic to dairy I'd kill myself." - Michael Scott, The Office

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

The People In My Neighborhood

Let's rewind a bit. Last weekend I had the pleasure of dining with Cloris Leachman. Ok, I wasn't really dining with her, per se, but she was eating at a table two over from me. We were at Lares, a yummy Mexican restaurant here in Santa Monica. I ate some yummy potato tacos (yes, potato). Wasn't a big fan of the tortilla chips, though. A bit too thick.

I love me some scary movies, but Brent doesn't so I usually have to wait until they come out on DVD before I can see them. Brent's out of town and I was able to convince one of my co-workers to see Amityville Horror tonight. I jumped, I screamed, I covered my mouth and my eyes (not at the same time - that would be weird). I also love me some Ryan Reynolds, ever since Two Guys, A Girl and A Pizza Place. If ya like scary movies, go see this one. There was very little cheese factor and Ryan Reynolds is topless a lot. Oh, wait, did I just type that outloud? I had to promise Brent that I'm not going to call him in the middle of the night, screaming in terror from leftover movie fear. I tend to not get scared in my real life because of scary movies, although when I walk through my living room when it's dark sometimes I look over at our neighbor's roofs and imagine the scary figure of an alien standing on the roof like in Signs.

While I was waiting for my co-worker and his boyfriend in the near-empty movie theater, three girls came up and sat right in front of me. I stared them down the entire time they were walking in that row but they did it anyway. I sat there in disbelief for a second. There were only two other people in the entire theater then! And they chose to sit freakin' right in front of me!!! I got up and moved one row back while they scratched their heads wondering what I was doing. Asshats.

On the way back to my car after the movie, some random guy came up to me on 3rd Street Promenade. I didn't get a sketchy vibe from him, but I was still taken aback. "Do you speak Spanish?" he asked. "Um, no, I don't." "Ok. Well, if I'm answering a question and I want to say 'I don't know whats makes me different from others,' do I add an 's'?" "Huh???" "Do I add an 's" when I say 'I don't know whats makes me different from others'?" "Ohhhh. Ok. No, don't add an 's' to 'what' when you say that." "Ok. Thanks." Despite my love for the English language and AP Style, I've never been stopped on the street with a grammar question. And I didn't mind helping, I just thought I left this shirt at home. (No, I don't really own that shirt...yet.)

"Something that has always puzzled me all my life is why, when I am in special need of help, the good deed is usually done by somebody on whom I have no claim." - William Feather, The Business of Life

Monday, April 18, 2005


Dear Target,

Thank you for being such a fabulous place. Thank you for bringing me loads of joy and creature comforts like coasters, cookies and chalk. Thank you for your fashionable yet reasonably priced wares. After a long day at work, you are my sanctuary. When I'm lost and alone, you're my home. When I need an ICEE, you're there with open arms. Target, I love you.



Dear left Paul Frank slipper,

I miss you. I have your buddy, the right Paul Frank slipper, but he's incomplete without you by his side. The floor is hard and my feet are cold. I've checked under the bed and in the closet, but alas, you are nowhere to be found. Come back soon.


Dear Bridal Magazines,
I have a hard time leaving you on the magazine racks. I see you and I must make you mine. I must have more wedding checklists, have more pictures of cakes, learn more about the gaudy favors that I will definitely NOT be handing out at my wedding. I must ooooh and aaaaahhh over the gorgeous selections of gowns. I seem to be ignoring the growing pile of Modern Bride, Brides, and The Knot magazines that are overtaking my living room. I think Brent is getting ready to revolt, so I think I must leave you on the racks. Good-bye. I'll miss you.
Dear 24,
I'm almost at a loss for words. Your weekly episodes leave me wanting more. I verbally cheer when you catch a bad guy and gasp when a good guy gets shot. Your real-time format is lots of fun and really makes me feel like I'm there with you. Keep saving the world, 24, keep saving the world.
"A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly presents every so often - just to save it from drying out completely." - Pam Brown

Sunday, April 17, 2005

Nice and easy

Brent and I started off shy and timid. We both wanted to do what we were doing, but we hadn't done it before and weren't sure we were doing it right. "What if this isn't the right decision?" he asked. "Everyone does it. It's natural," I assured him. We were both a little scared of what was in his hand. It had so much power. It could change our lives. I reached out for his hand, guiding it nice and easy towards me. I giggled and whispered softly into his ear, "Let's do it. It's ok... Let's add these martini glasses to our registry with that scanner." And just like that, our Crate and Barrel wedding registry had begun. Next week we'll be giggling and whispering at Bed Bath and Beyond and perhaps Bloomingdales.

"What is this, 1958? Give the little wife a blender?" - Annie, Father of the Bride

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Karma Chameleon

Tonight I worked out for 2.5 hours! First, I did yoga at my office with an instructor who comes by once a week. It was a little weird to be so relaxed in a place where it's usually very hectic. After yoga I drove to the gym for hip-hop class. I got there early enough to spend some time on the rowing machine and then it was time to dance!

I was starving when I arrived at the gym at 7:30. I brought in $1 to buy a small snack to tide me over until after class. I chose a hard-boiled egg for 50 cents, with no pockets where I could hold the change. As I stood near the counter eating my egg, a woman noticed me on her way out of the gym. She came over, very excited, and said, "Is that a hard-boiled egg? Did you get that here? How much was it?" I told her and as she went to the counter to buy one, I came by, dropped my remaining 50 cents on the counter and said, "It's on me! I don't want to carry these quarters around." She was so excited and I just smiled. I'm a firm believer in karma - what goes around comes around. Just the other day I let a woman with one item at the checkout stand in front of me and my dozen+ items, reasoning that enough people have done that for me and I know the frustration of the one-item-versus-a-cartful scenario.

In other news, I was a very bad person and waited to do my taxes until tonight. I was going to have them done at H&R Block since Brent and I had purchased our condo last year, but then I found out it was probably going to cost $400+ to do both our taxes there! So we talked to my mom's accountant, who assured me that it would probably be pretty easy to do online. Brent did his first and then I did mine, with much more ease than I expected. Now I get to (im)patiently wait for the arrival of my fatty return!

"I haven't paid taxes in six years, and I'm not getting busted by a damn sandwich." - Master Shake, Aqua Teen Hunger Force

Monday, April 11, 2005

Picture this

Shelby gave me copies of her European pics this weekend. For your viewing pleasure I present....MORE PICTURES!!!

At the top of the Eiffel Tower you may be one of the lucky few who can say, "I can see my house from here........" :)

This is the Paris Metro, which looks nice but smells like ASS.

This is the London underground, which didn't smell like ass.

Shelby was SOOO excited when we got to the Eiffel Tower and she was SOOOO excited to have her picture taken in front of it. I kept telling her, "Hold on. I'll take your picture." She didn't want to wait, hence this hilarious pic.

On our way to the Tower of London, I approached a couple guys who had just taken pics for some other peeps.

Me: "Do you want to take our picture?"
Them: "Ummm."
Shelby: "Do you know what you just asked them, Nanette?!?!? You should ask them if they will take our picture, not if they WANT to!!!"

Obviously they were kind enough to oblige my wacky request.

They have these signs at nearly every crosswalk/intersection, probably because they have so many tourists who aren't used to the opposite-direction traffic. We thought we were cool and didn't need to refer to the signs until we came across an intersection without this sign and almost got hit by an oncoming car!!!

Shelby and I at our fav. pub/tavern, drinking yummy cider.

Our fav. pub/tavern - Kings Head.

While I was working one day, Shelby happened upon this group of French students, just like in the Madelline book! How cute are they?!?!

(A little blurry) Underground ad for mayonnaise. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind mayonnaise but I don't know if I could dip my fries in it, unless it's made into ranch dressing.

Shelby + Beatles = Fab Five

Eiffel Tower at night. Puuuuurty.....

This is an arial few of the damn steps we had to carry our 60+ lb luggage up and down while we waited for our room to be cleaned before we checked in.

They lied. London Bridget didn't fall down. We saw it. It's right there!!!

Shelby and I in front of Big Ben.

Shelby and I had a fabulous time taking pictures of each other taking pictures.

Me and Sly hanging out.

This picture was taken by a Londoner who then asked us to coffee. We politely declined, although who could blame him. Our American charm is hard to resist! ;-)

While looking through Shelby's 300 pictures, I came across this picture. At first I thought, "I don't remember meeting him." And then it hit me - he walked into the picture, despite the fact that it looks posed. What a poser! Ha, ha! Get it? Is this thing on? (If ya wanna play a very short game of Where's Waldo, try to find me in the picture.)

Baby cakes

This picture is from the 1st birthday a couple weeks ago of the daughter of some of our best friends. During the traditional 1st-birthday-cake-carnage, Hallie decided to forgo hands and dive right in. Freakin' hilarious (and really, really cute)!

Nanette's mom has got it going on

While I was visiting my mom this weekend, we were driving around, doing some errands. I had my Maroon 5 acoustic CD in, playing "This Love." All of sudden, my mom busts out and starts singing the song! Granted, I'm sure they play the song on all adult listening stations, but I didn't think my mom even listened to the radio. The last time I observed her radio habits she was really into a station that played the kind of songs they played before the tv was invented.

I look over at her, me beaming from ear to ear, screaming, "Mom! This is one of the bands I've followed around for the past few years!" She couldn't have been happier to be so "cool" to her daughter.

"Now remember, there are *no* rules in this house! I'm not like a *regular* mom, I'm a *cool* mom!" - Amy Poehler as Mrs. George in Mean Girls

Sunday, April 10, 2005


Raise your hand if you like Grey's Anatomy, especially Patrick Dempsey (aka Dr. McDreamy). Between Arrested Development (they dare not take it away), Desperate Housewives and Grey's Anatomy, Sundays just can't get any better, really.

I came back from visiting my mom today. Since she was recovering from the flu, I hung out with Shelby a bit more than I had originally planned. We had a blast playing Karaoke Revolution 3 and Dance Dance Revolution Max2 on PlayStation 2. Apparently I'm pretty good at emulating Hilary Duff's "Come Clean" and Phil Collins' "Against All Odds." I enjoyed it so much that I bought the game for myself. I think I may have lost my voice between last night's rock out and today's session. I have version three and am looking into the first version, featuring the ultimate in karaoke - Barenaked Ladies' "One Week."

While at my mom's house, I found my car with egg shell and yolk on the windshield. At first, I was REALLY pissed. However, upon closer inspection, I realized that my car wasn't egged - at least not by a human. The egg was so small and there were no other eggs or shells anywhere near where my car had been parked. My Spidey senses deduced that a big bird (like a hawk or some other predatory bird) was probably stealing an egg from a nest but failed and dropped it on my car. Or the egg simply fell out of a nest in the nearby tree. Maybe it was karma for all of the smack talk I've done about feathered flocks. Despite the unfortunate winged carnage on my car, I still believe birds are gross.

By the way, let me point out that I've added a countdown to our big day in my sidebar! 363 days left!

And lastly, if you loved Sesame Street, you HAVE to check this link out, as pointed out by Whitney at Hip Clicks: Sesame Street List.

I especially love #20 (Hey buddy, wanna buy an O?), #12, #8.... oh, hell...I loved them ALL!

"This is NEAR! This is FAR! This is NEAR! This is FAR!" - Grover

Friday, April 08, 2005

Blogger sucks

I wrote a hilarious, inspiring post last night and Blogger lost it. This isn't the first time. Ass hats.

I don't have time to re-write, so here it is in a nutshell:

Going to Visalia this weekend. Officially a nerd as I'm going to play video games with Shelby. Mom hasn't seen my ring yet, so she's very excited. I like Gwen Stefani's Hollaback Girl song. I worked out for two hours Wed. night. Our wedding is exactly one year from today.

If this post is lame, blame Blogger. Dumb....

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Bless me, father, for I have sneezed

A funny conversation from today:

Me: ::sneeze::
Me: Bless you.
Co-worker: umm....
Me: ::in disbelief:: Oh my gosh! I just blessed myself!
Co-worker: yup...

That's a definite sign of my everlasting hay fever. A funny thing about my sneezing is that I almost always sneeze three times in a row - no more, no less. One time I sneezed nine times in a row. And although I always say "bless you" when people sneeze and I expect it when I do, I really don't know why, other than that's what people do. Just did some quick research and found the following on this site (with my comments noted)...

At one time people believed a man's soul could be inadvertently thrust from his body by an explosive sneeze, thus "Bless you!" was a protective oath uttered to safeguard the temporarily expelled and vulnerable soul from being snatched up by Satan (who was always lurking nearby). The purpose of the oath was to cast a temporary shield over the flung-out soul which would protect it just long enough to regain the protection of the corporeal body. If that's the case, then I'm very well-shielded.

Conversely, the sneeze itself was the expulsion of a demon or evil spirit which had taken up residence in a person. Therefore, although the "Bless you!" was again a protective charm meant to protect the sneezer from evil, in this version it was meant to ward off the re-entry of an evil spirit which a tormented soul had just rid itself of. Then I've got really evil sinuses.

The heart was believed to momentarily stop during a sneeze (it doesn't), thus the "Bless you!" was uttered either as a supplication for life to return or as a congratulation upon its successful restart. If that were true, I've been dead for half my life.

Others claim an association of the practice with particular dire diseases (most often the bubonic plague, or "Black Death," WHAT!?!?!? as it is sometimes known). They say an infected person's sneeze was sure sign he'd soon be pushing up daisies, thus the "Bless you!" was intended as a benediction to the nearly-departed, a way of commending his soul to the care of God now that he was beyond the help of anything in the mortal world.

Well, I think I'll keep blessing people when they sneeze so as not to be known as the "girl who doesn't bless people."

"God bless Southwest Airlines, the ghetto bus of the sky." - Tovah McQueen, MadTV

Sunday, April 03, 2005

A Sin-ful Night

Last night Brent and I saw Sin City.

- Lots of great actors. Mickey Rourke was really great, as were Brittany Murphy and Jessica Alba (surprisingly).
- I think this was the first movie I'd seen with Clive Owen. I definitely need to see Closer now.
- Definite Kill Bill vibe to it, which I dug.
- Enjoyed the black and white, with small bursts of color.
- I liked that the blood was a white liquid instead of red.

- Too long. 126 minutes that felt like at least 150.
- Really gory. Way more gory than either of the Kill Bills, which were pretty damn gory.
- Too many story lines, although I don't know which one I'd cut.

"I'm Shellie's new boyfriend, and I'm out of my mind." - Dwight, Sin City

Let the countdown begin!

Ladies and gentlemen, we have a wedding date! We signed the contract and put a deposit down for our perfect wedding venue yesterday. The big day is April 8, 2006!

Up until the minute before we saw this venue, I didn't want an outdoor wedding or reception. I was scared of being a sweaty bride. However, we saw this venue all set up for a wedding that night with the ceremony and reception outdoors and I was sold. It was so beautiful. It's like when we saw our condo for the first time - we just knew. The best part is that if by some freak chance there's a rainstorm or tornado or alien invasion, our site fees include a really beautiful indoor venue where we can move the festivities.

Brent is very proud of himself because during all of our disappointing site visits before this venue, he kept saying, "I know there's a great place somewhere that isn't advertised in your bridal books or magazines. We just have to find it." Low and behold, we did. Brent's mom actually found it for us as she's so excited about our wedding that she's been a researching fiend. We asked the event coordinator why we hadn't seen it advertised anywhere and she said that they are so popular and have such great word of mouth that they don't need to advertise. She said that they opened up their books for 2006 a few weeks ago and they're already almost booked for the entire year!

I'm so excited to really get going on the planning now that we have solidified the place we can use to envision our big day. Yay!

"Good news, everyone! I recently came into some money, but unfortunately, I cant say how or where my wedding ring is..." - Tobias, Arrested Development

Friday, April 01, 2005

My dirty little secret

Hi, my name is Nanette. I'm 27 years old, a home owner, a career woman, engaged to be married. Behind the mature exterior, I hide a dirty secret. pop. I like Kelly Clarkson's song "Since You've Been Gone" and Ashlee Simpson's "La La." There, I've said it. Oh, and I also kind of like Britney's new song "Do Somethin." Hey, I'm not proud of it but whatcha gonna do? If it makes ya feel better, I don't like Avril Lavigne...anymore.

"Sour, sweet, bitter, pungent, all must be tasted." - Chinese proverb