La Vita E Bella

She Was Born in 1984

Happy 22nd Birthday Paige!!!!I always say that a birthday is the one day you can be a complete princess, and get away with it. So get in touch with your inner princess and party the day away!!!

Such a Crafty Girl

For those of you who weren't at my sister''s birthday, and weren't able to see the present that I spoke about in an earlier post...... here it is :)

Tris, I know you'll appreciate this. Deco'page is your middle name!

My Sister and her Birthday Extravaganza!!

Well this weekend has come and gone – but it’s been a great one, so I am excited to share about the wonderful time I had. Now I must begin by saying that I got a lot of crap on Saturday from people who read my blog – and I couldn’t decide whether I was going to listen to their nevativity and stop writing so much about the boring details of my life…..or I was going to take pride in what I have to say, and keep going like I have.

Well, I’ve decided on the latter. I’m not going to let people get me down. I am proud of my blog, my life, and my ability to draw people in with my witty remarks, detailed renditions of everything, and the pictures I so proudly post. So there J You will all have to try harder to tear me down. I am woman, hear me roar!!! *I hope you could read the sarcasm in the last two paragraphs*.

So, this weekend started off perfect. My sister arrived into town around 3pm, and by the time I got home from work she was sitting on a chair in my living room. I was so excited to see her – but I couldn’t get too excited because her and I had an appointment with the nail salon, so we had to rush out the door right off the bat.

The rest of the evening was spent out to dinner at Habana’s, watching TV, taking pictures and laughing so much I got a good ab workout. We didn’t end up falling asleep until way after midnight.  The next morning we woke up to get ready for our hair appointment. Katy got a trim, and style – and I took off 4 inches. I like it a lot – I kind of wish I would have gone a little shorter – but it’s always better to start off small and work your way up. I go back in 6 weeks, so maybe I’ll make the plunge then. Or else I’ll like it long again, and won’t make any changes. It’s probably going to be the latter.

....Fiesta, Fiesta...

I am so excited today, and not because it’s Friday. I am excited because in 5 hours my presence will be graced by my beautiful little sister Katy. I know, you can hardly believe it either. She is making the drive into Orange County this afternoon so that her and I can have some special bonding time. She’ll arrive around 2pm and hang out with Trei at our house. I don’t get off work until 4:30, so I’ll have to sit here at my desk simmering with jealousy that he gets to see her before I do. Then, I’ll get off work, run home, pick up Katy and we’ll go to get our nails done. Together. After that we’ll head home, where we’ll jump in our PJ’s, put in some movies, eat homemade dinner and just relax.

Then, tomorrow morning we have hair cut appointments at 10am. We will both sit in a chair, while someone snips away at our hair, making us both look like models. We’ll talk, and laugh, a lot - Enjoying each others company, since we don’t get to do it that often. After hair, Katy will head back into the valley to get ready for her birthday extravaganza. I will follow shortly thereafter (possibly with Kayli in tow) to join Katy, Melissa M, Melody, Paige and all of Katy’s friends for a night of Buca Di Beppo and games at the Terrano’s. I can hardly wait. I was up until after midnight last night making Katy’s birthday gift. She’s going to love it….and if she doesn’t, I’ll take it – since there is a piece of me all over it.

I seriously can’t believe my little sis is 19 years old. That’s the age my mom was married. It really trips me out knowing that she is now 2 years away from 21 years old. I don’t know what I’ll do when she turns the big 2-1. All I know is I better be bringing a baby to her 21st celebration. Otherwise I’ll be a very bitter 26 year old J Just kidding, slightly. But there I go again, looking too far off into the future. So I’m going to sit back, relax, and think about how crazy it is growing up, and how proud I am of Katy. Seriously, there is pride written all over my face.

So, I’m going to get back to work, and take my mind off of her impending visit. This weekend is going to ROCK!!!!

Next time I’m here, I’ll be updating with lots of pictures, and adjectives, and smiley faces – so be prepared J

♥, Melissa

Extra, Extra, Read All About It!!

Oh Thank God for Wednesday! Even though I have 2 and a half days left – atleast I’ve made through half the week. I wish I could say that I’m feeling better since my last post….but the truth is I am not. I’m doing a lot of praying, and a lot of soul searching - Trying to fix this little battle I have going on inside. I always thought growing up brought with it a sudden understanding of who I am, but man, was I wrong! Seems like things get even harder, because I have to make these major personal adjustments amid the responsibilities I now hold as an adult. But enough of my pouting…on to the positive things.

Yes, I am still going to the gym. Usually 5 times a week, but sometimes only 4. Kayli has remained my gym buddy and thank God for her, otherwise I probably wouldn’t go. We are still watching our inches drop…although my weight is staying the same. (Shauntaye, I promise I’m writing JC back soon. I’ve been soooo busy!). I’m really enjoying going, and actually look forward to it. Although my initial plan of losing all my weight by May is out the window (I’ve realized how unrealistic it is) – I’m still planning on being where I want to by the time Trei and I go to Honolulu in the end of September. I think that’s much more realistic. I have 24 years of fat on me, and it’s not going to be gone in 3 months. What the heck was a thinking??? Today is our day off of the gym. Tomorrow we’ll go to the 6am lift class and on Friday we’ll go to the 6am kickboxing class. Then again on Sunday to make up for today. I am really proud of our diligence, and although I ate like a pig this last weekend, I’m starting to really watch my calorie consumption. Next Monday will be the start of Week #8. That’s a freaking record for me!

The Happiest Place on Earth

Kayli and I went to Disneyland last week and had a total blast. She purchased a season pass so I can be assured we'll go a lot this year. What a grand time we had, and seriously - it just confirmed that we are two really fun girls.

Now, Enjoy some pictures of us being little kids!

She's 19 and Beautiful....

Katy, I can't believe you are 19 already. I am so proud of you and your accomplishments at such a young age. I am looking so forward to the birthday celebration on Saturday. You are a gorgeous, talented, wise, and incredibly loved young lady. I am proud to be your sister. Enjoy your day - I know I'll be celebrating the day that God not only brought me my little sister, but my best friend. Happy Birthday Katamarina. Love, your sister.

....I never could be good enough, To measure up, But you want to take me as I come, You're the only one that can take me as I am....

I had a nice long talk with my mom yesterday which is always so good for the soul. Have you ever noticed that even when moms are telling us the truth about ourselves, things that need changing or fine tuning, that it’s impossible to take it any other way than honest, loving criticism? My mom kept saying “I don’t mean to hurt your feeling”, and even though I was crying…It wasn’t because my feelings were hurt….it was more because I knew that what she was saying was so true….and it happened to be exactly what I needed to hear.

I’ve always struggled with getting bored easily – needing constant change. It’s been something I’ve dealt with since I was a little girl. I can remember my dad telling me settle down, and to breathe. I was never, ever content with where I was at. I always wanted change. I re-arranged my room every week, constantly changed friends, and jobs, and hair styles, and boyfriends. I was never satisfied. When I was 10 I wanted to be 13, when I was 13 I wanted to be 16, at 16 I wanted to be 18, and at 18 I wanted to be 21. Now that I’m 24, I want to be 30. I wanted a boyfriend, then engagement, then a wedding, now kids. I want to fast forward all the time. I feel like I’m a tornado – sweeping in everyone around me.

A Weekend Update

Usually I’m pretty psyched for Monday, however, today – not so much. It was a busy weekend, and although I’m happy for things to do, friends to visit with, and family to hang out with – it definitely makes for a busy weekend. I’m actually looking forward to this weekend and the laziness that it brings with it.

Friday night was fun. Trei and I had decided early on in the week that we weren’t going to do a single thing since he didn’t have to work. In fact we got in our PJ’s, cooked up some lasagna, and watched movies the entire evening. It was perfect. Nothing to do, no responsibilities – just us, the dogs, and the television.

Saturday morning came fast, and around 9am, Trei was waking me up to go to breakfast. We stuffed ourselves at Dick Church’s, an it sat in my stomach all day. Eggs over medium, hash browns, toast, and orange juice, the breakfast of champions J

 

It's Good to be Loved!

I know, I know….I’ve slacked, but it’s been a looooong week. That is my only excuse, but I know that some of you out there have pity on me.

This past weekend flew by. I mean, I don’t even know where Saturday went. Woke up, got my nails and toes done, went to the gym…..but who cares about that - All that really matters is I spent another fun-filled evening at the Yardhouse with Kayli (and Mel and Michelle).  We shared pizza, conversation, and laughs. Honestly, my girlfriend’s rock. It’s so good to have them near me now. I’m really enjoying the time we’re spending together.

Sunday came almost as quickly as Saturday did. Trei and I slept in, and then spent the morning on Balboa Island walking the dogs. It was a beautiful day – and I loved get out for a little while. Doing something a little out of the norm is always nice. Soon after dropping Trei and the dogs off, I was heading down the 405 on the way to my parents house in Granada Hills. Trei couldn’t join me because he had to work, which saddened me. I’m not sure I like this whole “working on the weekends” thing. It’s crappy.