Red Bell Peppers, Romain Lettuce, and Chicken Boobs

Put a Shirt on PNOYz

  Dude.  I'm not hung over-but I'm definitely dragging butt.  I'm at work right now working the sales desk, and I just got done with a client.  I'll just call her Ella.  Ella is super pretty, with a real cute shape. I'm stoked to get her as a client because she is super motivated to get a BOMB ass body-and she really doesnt have far to go. 

Don't get me wrong-I love the clients that I have now.  I find it very fulfilling to help my clients undergo MAJOR body transformations and to help them get over thier eating/body image issues.  I would never trade that for anything-BUT I welcome the variety.

Its  kinda funny how things work that way.  Just by asking the universe for something, it sometimes finds it way towards you.  Just recently I was saying how much is missed my male clients, and that it puts pressure on me when my clients are achieving better body composition than me.  Lo and behold I get a new client that is motivated to stick with me until she gets her abs and booty tight.  I'm super stoked. 

Luckily my 8am client cancelled on me.  I was still hella hammered from last night.  Hell-I'm not hung over but I feel like Im still buzzin!  I crawled into bed close to 330am.  It was so worth it tho.  I guess you can say the weekend kicked off by me and Michelle going to the mall to find some cute fits for this weekend.  SCRATCH THAT.  This weekend started when Michelle came to meet me at the gym for some cardio.  As usual me and Michelle were some laughing FOOLZ the whole time we were working out.  The worst was when we moved down to Main Floor Cardio-everyone and thier Momma was coming up and chatting, me and Michelle hella laughing at dudes making funny facial expressions and falling over and making funny gaspy-grunts and shit.  LOL.

After an hour of cardiola, Michelle let me shower up and then we headed to the Fair of Fashions to try and find Michelle some Fits.  Wet Seal was negz, Charlotte was nadz, but we were able to find a cute yellow jacket, and a magenta top-but the find of the nite was this cute black dress and belt that I spotted in the GoBacks.  Speaking of GO BACK-uhm they hella kicked me out of the dressing room. I can understand the enforcement of rules and shit---- but GEEZE I'm only here to help!!! THey should have just put my cousin in a closer booth that way I didnt have to walk ALL THE WAY TO THE BACK to give my input.  Hella made me GO BACK. 

Backtrack~ we started at Wet Seal and Michelle was trying on clothes.  I had a seat next to this Butch-y Baby Vato-Lesbo and like her girlfriend was trying on tops too.  Vato-Lesbo was on the phone yammering away while her gf was asking opinions on tops.  When her gf came out with the second top, and her Vato wasnt giving her any helpful advice, I was all, "The first top was way cuter!"

Then Vato hella was all, "What the fuck?  U checkin out my old lady?"

and I was all, "Uhm.. yeah. AND the first top was CUTER."  ROFLMAO.  Dude, chill. I dont want ur girlfriend, and number two I could squash your fat ass-so please DO NOT try to come hard at me when i was just tryin to help ur girlie look cute.

Anyhoo.. then we had to find accessories, so I recommended that we go to Amuse to find something.  We found a whole lot of UGLY!!! LOL I did a quick sweep, and I thought I WHISPERED, "Let's go to Claires!"  but apparantly I shouted it, because Michelle started busting up laughing and we hella ran out the store to go to Claires.  Dude.  Was I a bitch for saying that?  Their shit was crass, and I was just stating the facts, ma'am.  Just the facts. 

Good thing we DID hightail it to Claires because we found Michelle three pairs of earrings and some bangles. 

After getting home, I showered and Michelle came over so that way i could do her hair.  It looked something like this:

LOL.  Then Erica and Matt and George came over for shots, and we thought we were waitin on Frankie and Trish-but they were already at the club!  So we hightailed it to the bank and went to 711 to get some juice to mix the Malibu I brough with us in a Gatorade bottle-but my drunk ass didnt close the lid tight on the bottle-so all the Malibu spilled out.  BOO. 

When we got to Salsa's I saw everyone in the whole world I've ever met before in my entire life.  LOL. Well-at least the Filipino ones.  Dude, btw.. Salsa's is right next to Samba, which is next to Habano's.  Dude.  What else?  A restaurant named Tango's?  Copa Cabana?  La Chupacabra?  Ollie-ollie-ox-and-free???

The bar was fuckin expensive, and the dance floor was small and stinky.  I still had hella fun though-i think it was because I was so drunk.  I met alot of new people, but for some reason they were all named Michelle, or Trisha!!! LOL, well, there was one girl named TERSHA.  HAHA.  Anyhoo.. I gotta get back to work, but tonite is BLISS niteclub.  Hopefully we can put some pictures up of this foolishness.

Tazmanian Devil

... I know.. it has been forever and a year since I blogge.  For searz.  What the H?  I dunno.. I just think I've been like old school Madonna-trying to get back into the groove. 

I think that this year has definitely been a series of "bumps-in-the-road" for me, or at least the first half of it has been.  Hernia, dental problems, getting my Personal Training Certification, getting back in shape, Tahitifete... and FIIIIIIIIIVE GOOOOLDEN RIIIIINGS, 4 Calling Birds, 3 French Hens, 2 Turtle Doves, and a Partidge in a Pear Tree.  The events of this year haven't been as cataclysmic as years past... but I feel like every step forward took me a few steps back. 

.. but that's over now.

Things are definitely on the upswing-  I'm back at work, building up my clientele base again.  I'm getting this dunkey butt back in shape-but as I push myself to new limits I feel the wear and tear of age on my body.  I guess I'm learning how to work Smarter-that way I can work HARDer in order to bust through the next ceiling. 

I've been dieting and cardio'ing my butt off-trying to look like I actually work at a gym.  LOL.  And sure enough-its starting to happen.  I'm getting all Sensitive Sally.  Por ejemplo~  today me and jr went to the bank to get dinero for tuition.  On the way back, we stopped at Burrito Loco for thier signature "Healthy Burrito".  Uhm.. yeah.. you know how I am, and burrito juice spilled ALL over my black workout shirt.  I about fell to pieces, cussing up a storm, wanting to throw a tantrum like a little boy.

"STUPID BURRITO!!! RUIN MY LIFE!!!!"

ROFLMAO.  It took me a good couple of hours to calm my happy ass down from that upset.  I got to the gym, and lollygagged a bit to regain my balance that way I could have a good workout.  LOL.  Anyhoo.. I'm just waitin for my cuzzo to get here that way we can hit up our abulars and do some cardiola.  After that? A nice hot scrubby shower, and tonite?  Drinky-poos!!!

Costuming Queen