Passionate People

My Passion Package from the Passion Party has arrived! First a recap on the night.

I was very anxious going. My mom was very very open about sex when I grew up, so I have never been squimish or giggly about it, but going to a sex toy party is a whole new level that I was not sure I could do! It didn't help that the only person I knew was the hostess! I prepared a cheese and cracker plate with some grapes. There was a lot of yummy food:



The party was decorated really cute with Valentine's Day decorations, heart confetti, and cute goodie bags with a heart lollipop, heart ring, and "Her Pleasure" condoms :-P

Everything was done so girly that I would seriously describe the night as "cute". The evening started out pretty PG with yummy smeling lotions, then delicous tasting cremes, and from there it started getting worse. Luckily I was double fisting wine and cupcakes so I could handle "toss the ring on the strap-on" a fun little game where the hostess has to wear one (it was purple apparently if they make things pink or purple it should less intimidating) and each guest gets three rings to toss on it while she stands... the winner won free stuff! I lost... I think I am OK at not being talented at this game.

Overall, good eats and drinks, good people, and good laughs! There was some pressure to order stuff, so I got a heart shaped pad with magic crystals that turn into a warm gel massager! She rubbed creme on our arms with it and it felt like I was in a spa. Sure it was probably the least scandalous thing there, but an at home spa treatment feel is all the pampering I need :-) Apparently puting it on cramps during that time of the month is a god send! We shall see...

Ever left your comfort zone? Good/Bad experience?

Outraged!

The company I work for holds monthly staff meeting executed in a very pep rally-like fashion. Part of the ritual includes congratulating people on anniversaries at the company. One WOMAN was being recognized for 10 years at the company. A colleague of hers then stands and says something along the lines of:

"For the past ten years we have seen so much change in the life of Suzzie (I am not creative with names). She came to us single, living in an apartment in the city."

Pause. This was not said in a cheerful manner. This was said in a aww how sad and lonely Suzzie was when we hired her poor soul.

"Over the past ten years she has met a husband, had not one, not two, but THREE kids, sold her apartment, bought a house, and is currently selling this house to get a NEW house! We have been through her engagement party, wedding, baby showers, and house warming. So congratulations Suzzie on 10 years at Company Awesome!"

HAHA WHAT? These are her accomplishments? I understand that she is probably happy now with a family and a house, but what is wrong with an apartment in the city? and being single? and HOW does this have ANYTHING to do with her ten years at the COMPANY?

Of course, the guy celebrating ten years is described as the expert in Application X and how generous he has been traveling to help other offices and how roll out X is going so smoothly because of his initiative to expand his knowledge and better the roll out plan.

Well congrats on "bettering" your life so much in 10 years Suzzie.

Another thing my brain could not wrap around was this month's Cosmopolitan. Carrie Underwood mislead me to thinking I would enjoy this issue. I did not. The fashion is fun, but the bulk of this magazine is cr@p. I am sorry, I feel like I am the only person that feels this way. Please do not hate me. It just seems to me that everything in Cosmo makes girls more crazy than we already are! It is natural to us (or at least me) to over think things. I think this is a good trait for work, makes us think of how to constantly improve things (AKA my job).

BUT this is a BAD thing in personal life. Did we learn NOTHING from He's Just Not That Into You? Guys are mostly SIMPLE. So how does this magazine fill its pages?

There is literally an article analyzing Brittney Spears and her boy. They had a "Gesture Expert' or something equally dumb analyze pictures of them. They both are walking with their left food in the front... translated to they are subconsciously on the same page about the future of their relationship. Her holding onto his waist when on a motorcycle means she feels deeply connected to him... never mind that if she wasn't holding onto him she would fall off and die (or break something at least).

My favorite part is when they analyze boyfriends. If he brings you a gift to say sorry, it means he is avoiding talking about what he did wrong and is not really sorry. If he texts you, it means he isn't telling the whole truth and knows that his voice would give it away. They also "decode" text messages and stuff.

Blah blah. Teenage girls could become truly psychotic if they took all this to heart. Let's hope they don't.

Off to pop in HJNTIY and remind myself how much I love Bradley Cooper... no Justin Long... NO Ben Affleck... OF COURSE I mean Jennifer Anniston!

:-)
Just remembered I have not seen Valentine's Day. I'm dying. Is it worth paying $11 to see?

P.S. Passion Party details to come...

WTF?

I finally stopped myself from alternating spoons of peanut butter and nutella and got myself to the gym.

I open my latest Lucky... the best magazine ever to cure a shopping block.

I see this ad:


Hence, WTF? Really? She is taking a picture of her... balls? Well now I MUST go get whatever they are selling! um... no.

Speaking of being ballsey... I mentioned a couple posts ago I was going to start saying YES to more things. sorry for the lame transition)

I have signed up for the same race I did last year. 7.5 miles around the Charles River. I have not run in ages, but according to random sites I only need 10-12 weeks to train, so I can worry about that later.

I have also been invited to a Passion Party (refrain from clicking if at work).
This seems very strange to me, but it is my distant friend's first Valentine's Day being single in 4 years! She is having drinks and food and promising an entertaining night. If you couldn't or chose not to click, apparently passion paties are like jewlery parties, but replace jewlery with sex toys and accessories. I DEFINETLY will not be buying anything, but meeting some new girls and reconnecting with old ones could be fun! Especially with A LOT of wine and baked goods to fog out the XXX rated merchandise. It seems like it is done in a fun way not raunchy. Anybody been to one of these? To go or not to go... stay posted.

Sweet nothings

I have been trying to plan this event that is finally going down tonight. We have 4 guest speakers planned and I went out to buy them thank you gifts last night and placed a $60 pizza order for the audience (because if they don't care about the panelists at least they will come for the pizza).

I got super stressed suddenly because I checked my e-mail when I got home ($120 later) and saw a lovely message from a peer saying "So I am ordering a bunch of varieties of pizzas and sodas and I bought the presenters scarves".

Seriously? We are going to spend a bajillion dollars on pizza and go super cheap on the gifts? This is how men approach a budget? ARGH! Not to mention I had already said I would take over the gifts and refreshments!

So I flipped out and said some very mean things to Mr. A... he was telling me some story about work and I said something along the lines of "What is your problem? Grow up, who cares? This job is not supposed to be forever. Move on!"

Ouch. It hurt just to write it.

He got really quiet and said sorry, he didn't mean to catch me at a bad time (picture the really hurt, quiet, "I just got shot down" voice). I Instantly felt awful. I explained i had just opened a really annoying e-mail and I didn't mean to let it out on him. He had me explain what had happened, and then he said:

"Ok. So here is what we should do. Both of you cancel the pizza orders. I will go out, buy dough, tomato sauce, cheese, even some meat variety and make you 6 pizzas for about $40 for materials. You get more pizzas for less, and the money you save can go towards the gifts."

Awwww. After me being a bitch, he still wants to help and calm me down AND is understanding <3
I of course did not make him be a pizza man, but as I have ALWAYS said, it is the thought in the small daily gestures that counts :-)

And you thought my heart was made of coal! Well I guess this post proves more that HIS heart isn't made of coal. I am still the mean one. Hm, at least we balance each other! :-P

Ew sry. No more sappiness.

Adult Diaper?

I have decided that there is something very wrong with me. I pee more than the pregnant lady that sits near me. I am so thirsty all the time. I drink water/coffee/water/tea REPEAT!

I am also very tired, because I wake up 20 million times a night to pee! This prevents REM which equals a bad night of sleep. This also has created a rash on my hands from washing so much and now using lotion! (how my work has mouthwash in the bathroom but no lotion I will not understand)

I even had to leave a meeting to pee... and I had just gone before it started!
But ENOUGH about my bladder... or lack of...

My first question today is: What is the proper length of morning for a break-up?
I have heard ratios such as 1/3 of the length of the relationship.
I have heard a standard 2 weeks.

My next question is: Where did my roommate meet the nicest friends of all time?
We are receiving "Keep your chin up" chocolate gift baskets... "You deserve better than him" cookie jars (filled)... apparently an edible arrangement is on the way?

Now if only the girl who went through the break-up (a month ago) was eating all of it! Nope her silly roommate... ME... gets it ALL. Which is lovely for my love of all things delicious... but I am starting to feel bad hogging all the YUM / my hips are starting to hog all the fabric on my jeans (minor exaggeration... but it FEELS that way :-P) I am thinking I am just going to accept my chocolate hibernation because that AWFUL VDAY is coming up and chocolate is the only good part!

My feelings about VDAY have not changed. I just appreciate the surprise teddy bear for no reason other than he was thinking of me more than forced celebration because of this random day. I admire those who are naturally sweet enough to love VDAY though :-) I just cannot make a big event of it... some chocolate, champagne and a movie night in is good enough for me! OR last year we had an ANTI VDAY Beruit Tournament. Now that is fun! What is your love/hate relationship with VDAY like?

Well.. Cheers! I am off to drink more champagne water and eat more chocolate fruit!

P.S. EVERYONE (whether you hate VDAY or love it) GO SEE THIS 2.12.10!