Girly Post

A week ago I purchased a Sally Hansen Xtreme Wear nail polish in "Wet Cement." It's an amazing grey that I absolutely adore. I painted my nails on Tuesday and other than chipping at the free edge (the unattached part of the nail), it's been a GREAT polish. I personally chipped away two nails, but I do that when I can't bite my nails, its an anxiety issue. The chips on the free edge could be due to me picking the color off.

It took three coats to get good coverage. Two coats would have worked had it covered close to the cuticle where the brush hits first. If you need a great polish, I would look in the Xtreme Wear line.

Also, another polish I love is China Glaze's "For Audrey"; it's Tiffany blue. I'm' wearing it on my toes right now. I love China Glaze because of the size of the polish brush they use. Helps make strokes less likely to make a mess on the skin surrounding the nail bed. I have a color I love by China Glaze, but hardly wear because it stains the nail and skin when you take it off. Acetone helps remove it but the Ovarian Cancer polish will still stain the nail bed if you have buffed too much. It's a beautiful teal, but it's not cute on skin.

I could go on and on with colors I love, so I'll just make a list.

• OPI - Yoga-ta Get That Blue = My favorite blue. Should be sapphire blue, but my purchased bottle isn't. It's much darker, so I think I got a bad batch. Nail salons I go to have the proper color and it's gorgeous.
• OPI - Pamplona Purple
• OPI - Russian Navy
• OPI - Lincoln Park At Midnight
• OPI - Lincoln Park After Dark
• OPI - Suzi Loves Cowboys
• Essie - Ballet Slippers
• Essie - Mademoiselle
• OPI - Green-wich Village
• OPI - Russian Navy Suede - little hard to remove. Very gloopy.
• OPI - Austin-tacious Turquoise
• OPI - Mermaid Tears
• OPI - Jade is the New Black
• OPI - I'm Really Not A Waitress - Wore this a lot when I was a waitress. Only red I wear.

Hope you find a color you like. Let me know your favorite polishes, I'm always up to trying a new color. If you have a shatter, let me know too. I want all but the red.

Peace & Love My Dears

Oh, to be a Princess...

You would have to be living under a rock or Antarctica to not know about the Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton, now the Duke William and Duchess Catherine. And I believe Antarctica has been left for the Winter by now, so they should all know about the wedding.

Because I am only a year younger than William, I feel like I've grown up with him. That and he was known to be the most gorgeous King-to-be in the land. I dreamt of being the girl he would marry when I was 15. He was truly our Prince Charming.

The Brits were less excited about the wedding for quite sometime, while we American's were hanging on every detail. I believe that has a lot to do with our not having royalty and they deal with it daily. But the world hung on every second of the wedding yesterday. I stayed up all night because it was easier than trying to wake up at 3:00AM. My stepdad got up at 3:30, and my mom at 4am.

My stepdad LOVES weddings. He cries like a baby. I even sent him a text after he tried to say he beat me up, saying "You cried didn't you, yeah you cried."

It's sad to see the future King of England marry. I'm happy for them, don't get me wrong. They have been together for so long, and when they split then got back together, you just had to know she was destine to be the future Queen. Kate, or the Duchess as we should call her now, is gorgeous and as they said many times yesterday, a commoner. She comes from a family of miners, her father and mother worked for an airline, then left the business to become party planners. Self-made millionaires. My family is also miners. Just wish I had grown up in England, then I could been a Princess/Duchess myself.

Two things which won my heart were when Harry watched Kate walk up the isle then turned to his brother, who was to stay facing away, and said, "Wait until you see her." The second was when William finally got to see his beautiful bride and told her "You look gorgeous, I love you."

One thing that made me like even more Kate was she wasn't able to keep from smiling every time the crowds outside roared in happiness.

This made me think though. Would I really want to be a royal? I would love to lead a life of charity like Diana had done. She was an idol of mine and I really looked up to her for all which she did. She was glamorous, beautiful, kind, and loving. She had the means to give selflessly. I think it was her heart that made me love the boys so much. But would I want a life like hers? In the public eye constantly? Having to be made up every second of every day? Wear matching clothes? Wash my hair daily? Smile even when my heart is aching?

Granted if I had her wardrobe, I'd want to look beautiful also. But I like wearing my beat up sweats and not washing my hair for a few days and wearing it back in a pony tail. I've recently been breaking out on my chin and I don't really want to be photographed, but if I was a royal, I'd have to grin and bare it.

I don't talk properly most of the time, I'm from the South. I curse. I don't act properly. I burp. Princesses don't burp. I can be loud and I like rock music. I think it would be weird to hear Kings of Leon or Kaiser Chiefs played in a palace, let alone Buckingham Palace. And to live under the same roof as the Queen, that would be entirely too weird.

Now, I would still love to be royalty for the charitable factor. Use my voice to help those being harmed. I would be able to go to Uganda and the Congo to help the children. But at what personal loss would that be worth it.

Peace & Love my friends.

Make New Friends....

"...but keep the old,

One is silver

And the other gold."

Yeah, the 4H song you sing on first and last day at camp. I'm a goober.

To start off, I intended this post to be entirely about reconnecting with old friends. But I just walked my dog Daisy and some a-hole really set me off.

Everyday, morning, evening, or night, this one girl walks her three dogs, one on a leash, and two off. The two off run around chase other dogs and bark up a storm. It's 3AM and she just cause a ruckus with one dog she kept yelling "Princess" too, while most of the complex is trying to sleep a few more hours before getting up to watch the Royal Wedding, or work. Most will be going to work. My complex and the town of Cornelius requires dogs be leashed and under the control of their owners at all times. Sure 3AM is an unlikely time for a dog attack, but it caused a disturbance and scared the crap out of Daisy.

I have a general hatred of small dogs. I've only ever liked five small dogs. Two belonged to my friend Kim, two belonged to my NC mom Linda, and the other was another friends, but ended her life with previously mentioned Kim. I detest anything that yaps and makes too much noise. I seem to always live next-door to a yipping Jack Russell that barks for attention while their owner is gone.

Moving on to the reason behind this post. I have recently started getting reconnected with old friends and past objects of affection. Now friends, I have mutually reconnected. Objects of affection, they have connected me.

Friends who have been in my life for long times and played significant parts in my life. The previously mentioned Kim is one of my closest and dearest friends. She and I were like sisters but better because we weren't related.

Now the objects of affection. One was my Sophomore year boyfriend and his younger brother dated my step-sister. The other was my Senior year prom date. He and I never officially dated, but he seems to have a lot of question about what might have been. I can't help but question it too now. Both have expressed a want to grab a bite to eat or get together.

Our ten year reunion is months away. I'm excited to see "my boys", my best guy friends from junior high up. My friend Chris and I have been trying to get together for 3 years. His dad and my dad went to school together and Chris was the person I talked most things out with. Thomas and I have been through a lot together also. He and Chris would fight to see who could be called my best friend. Both would do almost anything for me. Thomas was my Junior prom date; he asked me 5 days before the dance and I didn't have a dress. One of the best nights of my life yet. And the list just goes on. I had more guy friends than girl friends. Kim has been the longest lasting girl friend I've had.

I've had trouble keeping the new friends. I'm not sure why? Maybe I try to be friends with the wrong types of people. Or maybe they are the right kinds of people, just the wrong time. I like hanging out with my neighbors but they are still in the party all the time part of life. They are within three years both sides of my age. I'm just over all of that. I'm the sit back with a glass of wine and play Trivial Pursuit or other board games type of person. Sure they do that sometimes, but it's mostly get drunk, get drunk, get drunk. I'm just not into that. I don't look forward to puking or being so dehydrated I can't move. I suffered a really bad dehydration in January and I don't want to relive that again.

Does anyone have any recommendations for making new friends? I can keep the ones I want to keep.