Pink, Fute Thoughts by Ash

Farewell to Izzy's, but hey- no hard feelings!

2006-06-30T12:42:00.000-07:00

Today is finally my last day at work and I'm uber-excited and anxious! The girls took me out to Cafe Cristo for lunch and treated me to a chocolate-ricotta torte, which was WAY YUMMY!

I'm now just wanting to pack and screw-off on the computer, which is exactly what I'm going to do! Yay me!

Portland- here I come- in all my fabulousness!

You know you love me,
Smash xoxo

I'm Baaaaaaack! And better than ever!

2006-06-09T09:12:00.000-07:00

So the last month or so I've been INCOGNITO (wait, wasn't there an 80's perfume by Revlon that had that name?). Maybe longer. Sorry people- I've been busy changing every possible direction my life from where it was going to where it should be going, and if that's not confusing enough-I still don't know where I WANT it to be going! To make a short out of a long . . . . I turned in my letter of resignation to my company two weeks ago and they asked me to stay (or in my humble opinon, wanted me to drudge it out!) until the end of June, so I said yes, because I don't have another job but I still have a pretty big appetite for cute, new summer shoes and pretty, expensive handbags by Isabella Fiore. (In love with her stuff right now!) So I have two weeks to go before the big D-Day. (BTW- For any of you that don't understand life, D-Day stands for DRUNK DAY, i.e. my last day of work and every day there after until I get a new job.)

Lisa, the sweetest little 21-year-old you could ever know, who happens to be the Marketing Assistant at the aforementioned company I work at, has turned into quite a little cupid! She goes around sprinkling her "date-crazy" potion on everyone. Tonight she has set me up to meet Jared (or maybe, Jarrod, or even Jarid . . . .um, that might be a little too "artsy" for me.) at her soon to be sister-in-law's birthday party. The scary part about this is that Rose (the sister-in-law) is all excited about this too! I have never heard of a birthday girl being more excited about setting up a cynical, supicious man-eater than deliriously celebrating her own birthday. But you know how the adage goes, "It's her birthday, she can cry if she wants to . . ."

Also, lately I've been feeling like a total loser. I mean, c'mon, I live at home in Albany, I work a thankless job, and it appears that all my friends have much better lives than me. To make matters worse, Tasha called me the other morning and told me she was buying a townhouse! I'm thrilled for her, but deflated for me. It was like one more nail in the coffin, one more one-way ticket to LOSERVILLE. However, Traci (our little Georgia-grown, Denver-groomed, Portland-educated lovable tornado!) called me yesterday and gave me the best pep talk of my life. By the time I hung up (by the way- it was all on company time and I don't give a flying fig!) my confidence was substanially restored and I felt like a million bucks. Traci's philosophy? "We'll work it out over mojitos!" No wonder I love that girl so much. No, really, she was inspiring and made me feel better. What are friends for! BEST GIRL!

So today is going along well. Now that I've given my notice no one is piling work on me, so I have much more time to daydream and screw-off. LOVE IT! At this rate my last week will be filled with fun and parties! Yahoo! Anyway- they owe me.

What is happening to American TV?

2006-04-18T12:57:00.000-07:00

So I sat down last night after a long day at work, ate some Chinese food, and decided to watch some TV. Lo and behold I came across Wife Swap. I have watched this show one time before and was mortified that this kind of meaningless stupor is even broadcast, however, I tried to give it one more chance . . . alas I was disappointed again. (And disappointed is putting it mildly!) I was actually disgusted! Who are these people and where do they come from? The Planet of Simple, Small-Minded Beings? Who would be unintelligent enough to parade your moronic family on network television just for attention?!?!?!?! Not only are these people obtuse and daft, but what would ever possess an entire family to show how laughable (and in a "everyone is laughing at you not with you kind of way!) their own family unit is??????? What happened to being proud of what you're apart of, or using common sense and decency when depicting your life? No wonder other countires think we're idiots- WE ARE! We allow morons to "perform" on our television stations and represent what Americans act like in a daily routine! I'm embarrassed!
I think America needs to do away with Wife Swap and Super Nanny and get smart. I've never seen so many brainless, dense people in one hour of TV.
It bothers me to see so many people that are this stupid. When did being smart suddenly become a "Don't?" At first, I thought Pink's new song, "Stupid Girl" was catty and hypocrititcal, but if these are the kind of people we're turning out America, then I think that song should be the new national anthem! Umm, does this kind of mind-numbing entertainment worry anyone else?
Books will always be my entertainment outlet of choice but if I decide to resume a TV schedule, it's back to City Confidential, The FBI Files of Dayle Hinman, North Mission Road, & Jeopardy for me!

New and FABO pics from Scott's B-Day!

2006-04-17T15:34:00.000-07:00

The 3 Amigas after 3 too many margaritas!
The 3 amigos after 3 too many Coors Light and shots of Crown Royal!

Ana-Banana is ON FIRE!

Birthday Program or Smokehouse???

2006-04-17T14:13:00.000-07:00

Decisions, decisions . . . . I have to really decide what I want to get done today, and I'm swamped, so I decided to . . . . .. . . . . write in my blog. Perfect choice, huh.
Tired, not much to report. Althought I want to wish Rhi-Rhi a huge CONGRATULATIONS on her new job at WebTrends! Yay for her! We're going out on Thursday for a celebratory drink! Can't wait to see her and gab!

I think half the reason I'm so bored today is that I'm procrastinating and I HATE ALBANY! (Umm, I think it smells her more today than it usually does. Better get out my new Passionfruit Salsa Partylite Candle! Yum, memories of South Padre Island, ceviche, and mojitos!)

Well-0. I better go-o.
Catch all you blog babies later!

Cool chick Ash-la

The week from . . . bipolar disorder.

2006-04-14T10:25:00.000-07:00

This week has been a comedy of "errors." At times its been funny, and at times it's been downright depressing and riddled with frustration. If nothing else, it's been busy and full!
I'm excited about tonight though. I get to hang out with some of my favorite girls (I'll be missing Habes and Rhi. But don't anyone feel too bad for Rhi. She'll be in Breckinridge, CO for the weekend, warming up the slopes with her hottie boyfriend, Zane.) But Zoe, Michelle, and I are going to have a great night. And, not to mention, we'll be going to Lisa's birthday party at Rock Bottom as well.
Drinking and us, being fute girls. What more could anyone ask for?
Actually- I could ask for a lot more. Diamonds, expensive and bubbly champagne, a cool boyfriend with an italian accent, Rock and Republic or Chip & Pepper jeans, one of those 1.4 million dollar VS bras, a cafe au lait (umm- that one- right now) and a billion other things that are running through my mind. But, alas- all I have right now is work sitting on my desk that must be done ASAP, a vanilla scented candle burning away that Albany smell, a pack of 100-calorie Nutter Butters, and the anticipation of burning the midnight oil with a group of my fun girls tonight!

Ashleigh's Personality! (What I think and what others think!)

2006-04-09T17:12:00.000-07:00

Arena

(known to self and others)

bold, extroverted, giving, independent, witty

Blind Spot

(known only to others)

accepting, brave, caring, cheerful, confident, dependable, energetic, friendly, happy, intelligent, loving, organised, powerful, proud, self-assertive, sentimental, silly, spontaneous, trustworthy, warm

Façade

(known only to self)

adaptable

Unknown

(known to nobody)

able, calm, clever, complex, dignified, helpful, idealistic, ingenious, introverted, kind, knowledgeable, logical, mature, modest, nervous, observant, patient, quiet, reflective, relaxed, religious, responsive, searching, self-conscious, sensible, shy, sympathetic, tense, wise

Dominant Traits

75% of people think that ashleightripp is energetic

All Percentages

able (0%) accepting (12%) adaptable (0%) bold (12%) brave (12%) calm (0%) caring (25%) cheerful (37%) clever (0%) complex (0%) confident (12%) dependable (25%) dignified (0%) energetic (75%) extroverted (25%) friendly (12%) giving (37%) happy (25%) helpful (0%) idealistic (0%) independent (50%) ingenious (0%) intelligent (50%) introverted (0%) kind (0%) knowledgeable (0%) logical (0%) loving (12%) mature (0%) modest (0%) nervous (0%) observant (0%) organised (12%) patient (0%) powerful (12%) proud (12%) quiet (0%) reflective (0%) relaxed (0%) religious (0%) responsive (0%) searching (0%) self-assertive (12%) self-conscious (0%) sensible (0%) sentimental (12%) shy (0%) silly (12%) spontaneous (37%) sympathetic (0%) tense (0%) trustworthy (12%) warm (12%) wise (0%) witty (12%)

Created by the Interactive Johari Window on 10.4.2006, using data from 8 respondents.
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What the hell time is it?!?!?!?!!?!

2006-04-09T01:51:00.000-07:00

Okay- now I’m irritated because my computer suddenly shut-off and I hadn’t published my half-page of life or death important ramblings about my day! Now how are all my fans going to be informed of my off-the-wall antics, or hair-brained phrases if I can’t even get my blog in order?!?!
Back to my story. Like I was saying. I fully believe in a day where someone is entitled to do nothing, I mean absolutely NOTHING, at all. I am up at 1:30am writing in my blog because my day started out in a similar fashion. Last night I slept for over 12 hours (which I normally NEVER do, just because I can’t. That- and I feel insanely guilty if I "waste" a day as my mother would say.) And not only did I sleep 12+ hours, I then decided to take another nap a few hours later with my deliriously adorable kitty, Indica. (Who takes the 2nd Place title for snuggling only after Habes, the #1 Snuggler.) I was all settled in for a day of ABSOLUTE NOTHINGNESS. Only sleeping and relaxing . . . and re-filling my cereal bowl are allowed. However, I admit, I’m a failure. At 4pm I couldn’t’ take it anymore and I broke. I got up, got ready, wrote letters, paid bills, went to the post office, washed my car, filled Mercadas’ tummy up with Premium, went by the bank, and then I was off to Salem to shop for my mom’s Mother’s Day present (bright turquoise luggage!) I also bought new kitchen rugs (bright and bold colors with coordinating martini’s- how darling) chic accouterments for the "pantry" bathroom, some fun Easter decorations, Easter Lilies for aforementioned mom and grandma, and un-fun items like, stick on grout stuff, spray paint, garden clippers, and potted flowers that I have to give to someone else.
Then I cruised back home singing to Rhianna, "SOS" and unpacked my wares. To my surprise there were packages awaiting me at the front door, and I was so excited to unpack the first one and see extra Dad presents that hadn’t been delivered in time for his b-day last week and will become Father’s Day gifts, and the best surprise . . . Baby Kaylie’s gifts for her 1st birthday next weekend. Let me tell you folks—these presents are sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo adorable. First, we ordered her a little name puzzle. It’s all primary colors and it’s big, smooth letters that spell out her name, K-A-Y-L-I-E! Cute, cute, cute! Then we got her two little baby t-shirts. One reads, "My dad is a hunk." And the other one says, "My mom is hot." Aaahhh- isn’t that fabulous. She will be utterly darling. I also saw the cutest little crocheted pink hat with a baby, crocheted bumble bee on topat The Golden Pear, but she’s not my kid, so I must draw the line somewhere. So then I spent the rest of the night wrapping presents. I have almost all holidays and birthdays done from now until the end of June. God- I’m good . . . and pathetic. Really, who spends Saturday night wrapping presents and drinking Hennessy and coke????? Ummm, that would be me. However, I do have an excuse. I live in Albany. If you don’t believe me, well then, you’ve never lived here, have you!

Oops.

2006-04-06T15:56:00.000-07:00

So I just realized- Am I writing things on this that i might not want other people seeing? Umm- better tighten security.

Rollercoaster

2006-04-06T13:25:00.000-07:00

This past week has been a rollercoaster of emotions! Monday was terrible. In fact, it seems like lately, every Monday has been intolerable. Why can't I just skip Monday, wait for the cool-down on Tuesday and start my work week on Wednesday. That would be the perfect solution.
After staying up until 11:30pm, wrapping presents, and watching a particularly frustrating evening of “Deal or No Deal,” (P.S. I am now convinced that Americans are greedier than Middle Eastern oil sheiks.) Tuesday was off to a bitter start. However it did improve as the day progressed. (It helped that I drank a gallon of margarita with my crazy family that night.) Wednesday was better; even fun. Obviously, this is strictly including after-work activities only. At my job, it is now a crime to:

Arrive even one minute after 8am, conversely, not stay at least 1/2 hour past 5pm.
Take a lunch break (I think the verdict on bathroom breaks is pending. I was told it would be agreeable if we could just hold it until we get home.)
And basically, have any kind of fun or happiness while you're at work. (Realization- so that's why the break-room girl and operations guy have to cool it until 5:31pm now!

Technically, I am employed by the Pizza Nazis.

On to the fun part of Wednesday. I went shopping for sundries and such for my babysister (can you imagine a world where Target is like a trek into the Amazon- SOB! Bloggers- this is the world she lives in!) and ended up finding an adorable shirt for myself. On the way home from a positive shopping experience I decided to make a pit-stop at our local Hasty Freeze ( I say "local" like any other person would be familiar with this place- you won't be-unless your from Albany) for a "childhood" favorite, a Lime Green Slushie! When I say "childhood" I mean, when I was 16, BFF with Brooke Huston, boppin' around in QUEENI, skipping school and going to the beach for the day, skipping school and cruising over to Ryan Burt's for wine coolers in his cool apartment that his mom re-modeled for him at 11:20am, skipping school to hang out with Cam Baumgartner to smoke at Takena Park, and of course, skipping school (somehow Geometry always got in the way of my social schedule) to get LIME GREEN SLUSHIES and PERFECT FRIES for $2.00 at HASTY FREEZE! After I got my flawless Lime Green Slushie (tasted exactly the way it always had- all the aforementioned memories rushed back!) I went home and decided to create an adult version, the Lime Green Slushie with Chilled Reisling. What a little drink developer I am! Let me tell you, it was SCRUMPTIOUS! Then Habes and I talked on the phone until the wee hours of the night. Actually, I lied. There are no “wee” hours of the night. It was like 11:30pm when we hung up. We actually talked about multi-tasking for several hours . . . who can guess what else I was doing! Lots, because actually my name should be, Ashleigh “Multi-Tasking” Tripp. Has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it.

Moving on to present, aka RealTime. Everything has been much better today because both of my bosses are gone. (Wicked Boss from the West & Dave, the Kind Boss from Denver.) Which means for me . . . “when the cats on duty go away, there’s more time for the mice to play!” Yay!
Tonight I am meeting my Grandma Wines for a “wine spritzer cocktail” (um- how cute is that- she’s from the South.) at her house and then we’re kicking our heels up and having a Girl’s Night Out. (These nights normally consist of dining at the Country Club or The Depot and her being in bed by 8pm.) But it’s still fun! Besides- I have many unfortunate loads of laundry awaiting me at the lonely house.
I did hear from “mia madre” in Bueños Aires, and she’s having a abu-loso time! I’m so happy; she needed, and DESERVES a break. She bought a handmade Argentine leather jacket, and her and girls went to some risqué, fashionable restaurant where she read me over the phone the following excerpt:

“The walls are filled with naked women and men in compromising
positions, while those lucky enough to enter feast on aphrodisiacs
such as fresh oysters & asparagus, only to be winked at by handsome Gauchos waiting to catch an eye.”

Wow. Bascially my mom just read a steamy-sex novel to me. Eeeewww! Anyway- I told her to have fun, but be careful. DON’T COME HOME WITH A STEP-GAUCHO FOR ME! “Why buy the whole pig for just a little sausage?”

*I’ll relay my week end with a wrap up tomorrow. I know you’re all dying for the sequel. Just call me Gossip Girl!

Busy as a bumbling bee!

2006-03-27T15:18:00.000-08:00

I CANNOT believe it is 3:18pm already today! The day just flew by! I like days like that though. I was so busy I forgot to feel sorry for myself- yay! And I'm getting ready to plan a meet mark. party, so I'm pretty pumped! I love their make-up, love their accessories, and I love making $! Lisa, one of my co-workers, was SO HELPFUL today! She helped me with projects and then we had gossip breaks in my office . . . and Francie sat there and glared at us! Who cares. She's a beeeeooooootch- and capital W.T. anyway. Like I told Lisa today, "She must wake-up each morning and eat sour lemons for breakfast; nothing else explains her rotten disposition." :) Cheers!

I'm also getting excited for my birthday. This year, it's membership into the Quarter-Century Club, so I must do something spectacular! I'm thinking . . . having all my girls meet in Albs, having Johnny chauffer us around in the party bus in Wine Country (McMinnville & Newberg), stopping at distinct vineyards for winetasting and silliness, then having dinner overlooking the vineyard in some posh tasting room, coming back to Albs, renting out the Train House Inn B&B, having all the girls stay overnight and creating a sophisticated "sleep-over," then everyone can go home the next day! Fu----uuuuuun! But I might change my idea, you never know with me. (I had a Cruise Birthday Party when I was 11. I asked for my mom get a big boat to "cruise" on, then a house for us to all stay in, and of course, I had to bring along a unisex group of my 15 closest, most bestest friends! And I got it all. See- I'm a brat, but a very appreciative brat.)

Umm, I was just asked by my company to go down to Medford for a week in June. This could be a fun trip, except . . oh that's right, it's fricking MEDFORD! (Why do I always get the lame travelling plans?!?!??!!? Hooey.)

Bluesy . . . .

2006-03-21T15:36:00.000-08:00

I am seriously worried! What is wrong with me!?!??! I'm so bluesy lately. I'm losing my fun, happy-go-lucky self. I simply must pull myself out of this rut! It's blasphemous! I miss my Habes terrible! I hate that she's so far away from me and we can't hang out like we dewwwwwwwww!
I'm bored. And I think I'm getting sick. AND I owe the government money. God.
Anyone for cosmo's at 5pm?

Another Monday . . . .

2006-03-20T11:56:00.000-08:00

I am sitting in my office, trying to read this hideous marketing book and being completely unmotivated. That seems to be happening more and more lately. This morning I was sitting here drinking some (fresh, yet decidedly unflavorful) coffee and I almost started crying. For no apparent reason. (And no I'm not PMSing.) It's just one of those I'm-sad-and-blue-my-eyes-are-starting-to-water-and-I-can-feel-the-tightness-in-my-jaw. I am sooooo tired of this job. I hate the environment, I only like two of my co-workers (and they are actually darlings!) and I feel completely unchallenged. Maybe it's my line of work. Seeing this unacceptable mood and feeling these unyielding emotions has made me scour solutions. (Yay for me! Now that's the Ash I know!) So this morning I made some discreet inquiries into a new area of career . . . keep your fingers crossed that I'll hear something soon.
Whining in Albany,
Ash

"Take this job and shove it." I'm so annoyed.

2006-03-17T15:44:00.000-08:00

So my day continues to decrease in funess and increase in dasterdliness. My dumb co-worker left work for a business trip and did not properly prepare for absence. We have a marketing project due on Tuesday and she was suppose to have everything organized for it, however, come to find out today at 1pm, she was TOTALLY OFF IN LEFT FIELD, with her "head up her bun!" So I just spent the majority of my day fiddle-farting around trying to be "solution oriented." On an "annoyed" of one to ten, it's safe to say I'm an eleven.
On a better note, I will be partaking in St. Patrick's Day libations in approximately 2 hours at the Fox and the Firkin, and then off to "get me corned beef and cabbage on," (as Habes so eloquently put it!) at Cafe Cristo, and then off for more GREEN BEER! I'll take it where I can get it. I wish I had some in my office right now . . . . oh I do! No I don't. Damn (chug-chug) it's just Diet Pepsi. (See my day as even regressed further into unhappydom- I'm resorting to drinking Diet Pepsi!)
GREEN BEER- HERE I COME! JERONAMO! O'LEARY! O'KAIN! O'SHAUNESSY! O'DAY O'ERIN . . . umm . . . okay, I'm done. Those are the only Irish names I know.

The top reason why today sucks . . . and the one redeeming reason why it doesn't.

2006-03-17T11:44:00.000-08:00

The first reason today sucks is because I just found out I owe the federal government over $800.00 in taxes, and it's all because my previous employer (I won't mention names because they're international and I don't want them to come and get me!) screwed up my W-2. I'm so annoyed. Now my savings will be depleted even more---just when I had started feeding my little next egg! Dewn it!
But on a high note, Habes is very excited about her new job and it's such a great thing--- it's hard for me to be too disullusioned by our waste-worthy government for stealing more of my hard-earned $. (Umm- I work like 50-60 hours a week people, and that blows because I'm SALARY!)
Another upside- I'm drinking a Diet Coke and eating my favorite Boccherini's sandwich, so that helps.
***CRAZY NEWS ALERT***
For all of you who don't know- mia madre, Miss Nancee Ellen Wines, will be leaving on March 31st for 2 glorious weeks in the company of her darling and exciting girlfriends on travels to BUENOS AIRES, ARGENTINA! Yahoo! Yay! Double yay! (Obviously on St. Patrick's Day I'm GREEN with envy. Every other day, I'm just plain JEALOUS!) I was invited but this damn jobs gets in the way of my fun. I swear, if I didn't have to work, my traveling schedule would be much more flexible! So- my mom and her girlfriends are staying at one of their ex-husband's rented house in North Buenos Aires. (Like I was saying to RhiRhi- "Umm, who the hell has an ex-husband who they still are on friendly terms with and will give them vacay time at his rented international house, and more to the point- why would you divorce him?????) So all they have to do is pay for airfare and bring play money. Hard life. (I'm trying to restain my jealousy . . . it's not working.)
So now I'm depressed that I don't get to go Argentina, I owe the government $, my lovely sandwich is gone and I have no future boyfriend prospects in sight. Wow. I'm pathetic. At least Habes is happy! Toodles!

Just call me Julie Andrews . . . "These are a few of my favorite things . . ."

2006-03-13T14:09:00.000-08:00

I LOVE . . . nail polish, driving fast, foreign accents, cupcakes for breakfast, Haberlicious 13, picnics in the woods, bubble baths, oven-roasted garlic, lipgloss, nighttime, good friends, dancing, wild mushroom risotto, Italian films with English subtitles, highly-fragranced candles, having friends over for dinner, sipping champagne cocktails, Momrey, reading before bed, ballet, laughing out loud, expensive cars, great literature, french fries, learning about Cuba, solitude, leaving funny messages on answering machines, good manners, Aspen trees, diamonds, sleeping in, Bubblicious gum, pink Stargazer Lilies, "Golden Girls" and "The Nanny" reruns on Lifetime, white (blanco) chocolate, Monopoly, late movies, traveling the world on red-eye flights, altruism, Diet Coke, Simon Baker (of "Something New" fame), anything that glitters, chicken salad sandwiches from Boccherini's, color-coded closets, boys who I think I love but end up destroying my life, Oregon, cute stickers, happy endings, credit cards, remembering other people’s birthdays, Coach bags, peace signs, the white meat only of chicken, Glamour's "Hey It's Okay" page, AND feeling unique.

I’m opposed to . . . fake flowers, war, people who say they’re open-minded and then judge you anyway, prenuptial agreements, work-a-holics, soy sauce, carnations, people who are not careful with other’s feelings, the smell of the mill in Millersburg that people associate with poor little Albs, “morning people”, self-centeredness, AND intolerance.

(I’m sure there will be a Volume II. I’ll keep you posted. You know you love me!)

Wine and Bad Movies

2006-03-13T13:27:00.000-08:00

Last night I went to the movie, "16 Blocks" with my Dad at the Pix Theater (an adorable little cinema in downtown Albany!) and I must admit . . . it was the worst movie I've been to in a LONG TIME! (I even saw "Glitter" and thought it should have received an Oscar compared to this hum-dinger!) I can't believe this was even produced. Poor Bruce Willis. He's old, bald and trying to re-kindle the fame from his Die Hard days- how annoying. I give it 18 million thumbs down. Putting it sweetly . . . it sucked.

I just took a treasure of a test on my wine personality and this is what it told me:

You're a Cabernet Sauvignon- 70%
Life is too short to drink bad wine. Whoever made up this saying could have been thinking of you, right? Your taste for the finer things in life (and the fact that you always seem to be attracted to whatever's most expensive) makes it very clear: You're a cabernet sauvignon drinker

How perfect is that for me! I better start drinking more of it!

Preggers and Puggles

2006-03-08T17:30:00.000-08:00

So- I’ve been thinking about babies a lot lately, and baby names and I’M PREGNANT! Just kidding. But I do like tossing around baby names in my brain and seeing what rolls off the tongue nicely. So far I’ve got:
Hudson, for my first boy (hmm . . . I still need a two middle names . . . . hmmm)
Hadleigh for my first babygirl (yes- that’s right, spelled after her mama!)
Avalina, I just like this. Don’t ask.
Torrance. Ummm- Does “Bring It On” ring any bells?
Layla, an ode to my Dad’s favorite song, and wouldn’t that be super-cute for a little girl!
Lilli- I just love this name. I think Peace as a middle name is cute . . . hmm, maybe too
“flowerchild,” nevermind!
Amaya- Angel. Miracle. Apple of my eye. Yay. Adorable. AMAYA
Siyah- When I was in Japan I met the most darling girl, Siyah, and now I love her name because she was so adorable and fun!

So obviously, I’m having more girls than boys.

On another note- I’m having a shitty day because I got “spanked” by my boss (and not in a good way) and everyone in my office is going bonkers. Self-employment is looking brilliant right now. Does anyone know of anyone hiring “heiresses?” I’d be perfect at that job. What about CEO’s of Fun, Drinking, & Partying? I’m super-qualified for that position. Well- blow a kiss my way if you hear of anything!

Ash xoxo

P.S. Quote of the Day- “All you need is love . . . wait, and diamonds, and sisters, and friends, and peace, and lipgloss and Pocket Puggles. By: Ashleigh Tripp

Life of the party!

2006-03-03T23:27:00.000-08:00

You Are an Orange Martini

Everyone's favorite drunk, you're fun, flirty, and charming.Unfortunately, you often spark jealousy - and unintentionally start bar fights.
You should never: Drink and dial. You'll just end up with multiple booty calls at your door!
Your ideal party: Is huge and lively. You love to work a crowd.
Your drinking soulmates: those with a Blueberry Martini personality
Your drinking rivals: those with a Dirty Martini personality

What Flavor Martini Are You?

Kisses well with others . . . ;)

2006-03-03T23:21:00.000-08:00

You're an Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantityYou've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks offAnd you're adaptable, giving each partner what they craveWhen it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

Umm, I copied Rhi.

2006-03-03T12:45:00.000-08:00

Your Birthdate: June 20
You are a virtual roller coaster of emotions, and most people enjoy the ride. Your mood tends to set the tone of the room, and when you're happy, this is a good thing. When you get in a dark mood, watch out - it's very hard to get you out of it. It's sometimes hard for you to cheer up, and your gloom can be contagious.
Your strength: Your warm heart
Your weakness: Trouble controlling your emotions
Your power color: Black
Your power symbol: Musical note
Your power month: February

umm- I'm not sure I believe this. Obviously someone was not informed that my "Power Color" is pink! And they're making me sound like an emotional pyscho, which I AM NOT!

Complicated . . . not for little miss Glamourati Girl!

2006-03-03T11:54:00.000-08:00

Soooooo, I'm starting to figure all this out. Seems fun so far . . . I can't wait to add fute things, like pictures and quotes.

First one:

"I don't know much about being a millionaire, but I'm sure i'd be darling at it!"

-Dorothy Parker

(I do know that they sure don't have much a variety of pink colors for text. Lame.)