Share a Laugh

So yesterday night I was able to share a two good laughs with my son. It's been a while since we shared a moment like that. Sometimes in life we are just too caught up with our busy schedules and don't make time to enjoy the simple things such as smiling with someone that matters most in the world to you. The first laugh we shared was during EJ's baseball game against St. Matthews. At the time, he was playing Right Field. He was in the zone in decent squat position with this arms resting on this thighs with his mit on. Finally, the opposing team struck out for the 3rd time and so all of his teammates ran into the dugout. As he was running, I guess he noticed his fly was open. I was standing to the right of the dugout against the fence eyeing him. He started to laugh and said..."Mommy, my fly was open". He laughed and went towards my way to adjust his zipper very discreetly and very quickly. I laughed and we both shared a good cheesy smile. It felt good. It was a very cute moment. The second laugh we shared was in the bathroom washing up for bed. I called him downstairs from his bedroom. It was close to bedtime and he needed to brush his teeth. He came downstairs and in the bathroom he went. As he was brushing, I was removing my contacts. I was done and just as I was walking out of the bathroom, I noticed a bad habit of mine which was leaving the medicine cabinet door open. My body was literally out the door and decided to be slick and just stick my right arm out and into the bathroom and shut it. Without looking, I thought I was be able to estimate the distance of the cabinet door and my grasp perfectly and close the medicine cabinet door shut as I as walking away. First try - unsucessful. EJ was probably wondering what the hell I was doing. Second try - unsuccessful again. EJ finally understood why my arm was in a waving like motion. Third try I attempted to swing again thinking I'd actually get in contact with the medicine cabinet - Unsucessful. By that time, EJ was laughing hysterically with his toothbrush in his mouth still. I said crap and peeked into the bathroom so see how far my hand was from the medicine cabinet - Not even close!! I shut it quickly and walked away. EJ was still laughing and then so was I. I guess I wasn't so slick after all.

Locks of Love

I've thought about it for a week and I finally did it. I chopped off my hair last Saturday. What a change I tell you. If I recall, it's been over 10 years since I've had my hair this short. I feel naked. Why? Because I ALWAYS have a hair tie around my left wrist. Now, I have a bunch of hair ties with nothing to tie. Well, not necessarily. I can tie my hair but I'd look straight up like Pebbles from the Flinstones. Cute but not cute for someone that's less than three months away from turning the big 3-0. Whoah! So last week, I met up with my stylist, Rudy at Alcheme Salon in San Franciso (Sutter @ Stockton). I basically told him I wanted to chop it off and that I trust him so do what you gotta do. It was time for a drastic change. He asked me if I wanted to donate my hair to Locks of Love. I told him I thought about it but I didn't meet the 10 inch minimum. He disagreed and said, "You have well over 10 inches!". "Really? Well then. Let's do this!" He tied my long hair into a ponytail and clip! Done! It felt good that doing this drastic change would actually help a good cause at the same time. Totally awesome. It's a great feeling. I still haven't got a chance to mail my hair yet. OK - that just sounded weird. But get this. A part of me will literally be flown to the state of Florida. Ain't that a trip. You know what also would be great? For me to see where and who my hair ends up with. It would be nice for Locks of Love to keep us updated, right? I know that's asking for too much but hey - it's worth a shot, right?

Locks of Love is a public non-profit organization that provides hairpieces to children under age 18 who are diagnosed with medical conditions that cause hair loss.

So now that I have a short do I'm trying to get used to I feel like I need to bust some Erykah Badu out. I get serious bed head with my thick short locks. The first night I slept with it, I wore a hoodie to try to keep it in place. Why? Because I only wash my hair every other day. Should I invest in some head wraps and sleep-in curlers like Thelma Harper from Mama's Family? Also, how exactly do you tie your hair in a head wrap??? Guess I have to youtube that, huh? Sorry. I didn't think to bring a camera for a before and after shot at the salon. That would have been nice but oh well. All I have is an after shot along with my hair...Ew! Take a look. Buh-bye hair!

Goodreads

First off, I hate reading novels. I don't think I ever in my life finished a book since grade school. What I normally do is read the first chapter and then the last to see if there is that possibility I'd be able to predict what happens in between. In my dreams, right? I usually read the first couple chapters and get sidetracked and stop reading. End of story. End of book reading. Well, my entire family and friends know I HATE reading books. They also know that I'm more into Self Help/Improvement books and instructional manual type of stuff. In addition to that, I absolutely HATE paperback books. The sight of them remind me of how the black ink of newspapers would rub off onto your fingers. Gross. Plus their pages are not white and they contain no pictures! I'm all for illustration. It's the art in me. Anyway, if there's a hard back cover book available, I will pay extra money for it. I'm weird like that. Well just recently, my sisters, cousins, and friends joined this stupid online reading club community called goodreads. OK - I take that back. It's not stupid, I could really care less for it. No offense goodreads. I swear every time a group of them are together, I witness them discussing recent novels they finished reading, their favorite authors (who actually looks at the author?), recommendations and etc. Boring. I'm just a hater because I can't join in. I feel so left out. But seriously, I'm not all about reading fictional novels. They aren't real. Fiction - hello people!! That's what sitcom and movies are for! So, in order for me to sort of fit in with their fad and feel non-jealous about this damn reading club I decided to list share-bare's Top 10 Books of all time. Not really all time. LOL! In actuality, there are only 10 books I can recall from the top of my head right now. LOL! What a perfect round number!

1. Relationship Rescue: A Seven-Step Strategy for Reconnecting with your Partner (straight depression mode - LOL!) 
2. G.I. Diet: The Easy, Healthy Way to Permanent Weight Loss 
3. The South Beach Diet 
4. How to Become an Event Planner 
5. Feng Shui for Dummies
6. Shape Your Life 
7. Winning by Losing: Drop the Weight, Change Your Life 
8. 30 Minute Meals (I got 4 editions plus one for Kids!) 
9. Girls Guide to Starting Your Own Business 
10. Abs Guide (Just purchased this today from the grocery store) 

 Take that! Take that! I also would highly recommend these as I read all of its contents! Woohoo!

Oatmeal

When I was sick last week, I was craving some raspberry filled glazed donuts from Krispy Kreme and vitamin D whole milk. Since I was at work in San Mateo and the closest Krispy Kreme donut shop was in Mountain View, I was stuck. I had to improvise and find another craving. I was also too lazy and sick to walk downtown to Starbucks or Jamba Juice. Ugh. And so, I dug into my file drawer of random edibles. I saw expired beef jerkey - pass (and threw away); Barley tea bags - pass; Halls cough drops - pass; Crystal Light On the Go lemonade packets - pass; Yamasa soy sauce packets? WTF - pass; Teriyaki Nori/Seaweed - pass; Quaker Oats Cinnamon Roll oatmeal...Hmmmmm - Let's give this a try. I was always meaning to be brave and try it. So, several weeks ago I saved a packet from our "Every Other Friday Free Breakfast in the Kitchen" day. The thought of it was actually tempting to me. It always smelled so good when other people are eating it, so why not, right? Plus, they always advertise it on television like it's the bestest warmest breakfast in the whole wide world. And so there I went - I ate oatmeal for the first time (or second). Boy was it yummy!!! I ate the sucker fast! That same day after work, I went to Luckys and purchased two boxes of the cinnamon flavored oatmeal. Let's just say I went crazy at the grocery store. But then later as days went by, I noticed that my oatmeal would get clumpy and cold quickstyle. I admit, I can eat food really fast. I mean really fast!! But, for some reason I was extremely slow with consuming oatmeal into my digestive system. My question is: How do you keep it from not forming into some cold paste like material? Did I not add enough water? Strange. And just so you know, it's way pass noon and I'm still not done with my oatmeal from this morning. Ew, right? I look at it and it's disgustingly stiff. Like I can literally turn my bowl upside down and it would not fall out. It looks like dried up soggy cereal that was sitting at my desk for like 4 days straight. It still smells good. It just cold and clumpy like some thick wheat-like colored mashed potatoes with the lumps. Hmmm...don't think there's such a thing as whole grain mashed potatoes. Does organic potatoes have the same appearance? Oh well. Moving on. I guess I should stop looking at it and just eat fast with my eyes closed next time around. [sigh]I'm predicting that I will soon be over this oatmeal craze. I'm not really feeling it anymore. Maybe because I've been eating it everyday for the past week. I guess its another one of my getting excited over something new phase. I really have to quit that! I take things way out of proportion and get carried away! Note to self: Don't buy anymore oatmeal. Just wait for the "Every Other Friday Free Food in the Kitchen" day. Stick to the raspberry filled glazed donuts at Krispy Kreme and vitamin d whole milk next time (even though it's miles away!) It'll be sooooooo worth it.

"Do You Like - Teenage Girls?"

Ok. First off - I could not help but laugh every time R.Kelly answered especially about the teenage girl one? WTF?! LOL! Check it out for yourselves R.Kelly's exclusive interview with BET. He's such a sicko and a liar!

Ploomy Worthy!

I'm on the ploomy.com website again! Yay! No, I did not submit another article. This time it's just a snapshot of me taken by some random paparazzi. My how fast my pictures get around. So this is how it feels to be famous. Psssh! Yeah, I'm just kidding. I'm one step closer in becoming an A list celebrity - NOT!! Kidding again...

Transition from East Bay to Peninsula

I'm no speed racer but O-M-G! Highway 101 is like horrible. I was living in Hayward for almost 3 years and just recently I moved back to the Peninsula. So far, I get easily irked. I'm not sure if I inherited the bad habits of an East Bay driver. Kinda road rage-ee but not really. I just cuss a lot at stupid idiots. Alot of people here are like turtles. I'm so used to driving Highway 880 and Highway 580. Usually, you're allowed to go 80 miles per hour without getting pulled over just as long as you're driving with the speed of traffic. That's usually the norm. With Highway 101, especially from San Mateo to Daly City, I lose all my patience and I'm even known to have no patience to begin with leaving me with a negative, overdraft balance of patience. UGH! There seriously should be a rule on the highway that EVERYONE needs to start practicing: Carpool Lane = Drivers that are literate AND have 2 or more persons in a vehicle!!! Sometimes 3 if you're in the North Bay/East side of the Bay Bridge. Apparently, there are some people that can't read English. Why the hell do you have a license!? #1 Lane = Speed racers but are limited to those that have at least a 45 minute commute. #2 Lane = Drivers that want to drive fast but have less than a 45 minute commute AND Drivers that want to avoid the stupid #3 and #4 drivers but are too scared of driving too close to the center divider, especially one that has no shoulder <--- that's me! #3 Lane = Drivers who are in no rush and Drivers that drive the EXACT posted speed limit. #4 Lane = Slow, I don't know how to drive, I'm lost, I'm about to exit Drivers Simple right? How bout we give it a try? Hopefully, this will eliminate the need to weave in and out between lanes. Thanks!

share-bare's ranDUMB Moment #6

This isn't really a ranDUMB moment. It's more like a random thought of the day. Or more like a random flashback. Yeah, yeah, that's the one. Once upon a time, I was on a spontanetity high. I decided to fly down to Vegas for literally a day to visit my friend aka my stripper pole dancing partner, Joh. You know, just for the hell of it. I had nothing to do. Besides, Joh told me her MALE friends from New Jersey were in town. Now, how the hell could I pass up on that!? 10 guys and just 2 girls (Joh and I). Sweet!! Anyway, I arrived at Las Vegas on a Friday night. Joh picked me up from the airport and from their we headed out to Tangerine at Treasure Island. I was soooooooo messed up that night. Like the drunkest I've been since the Janet Jackson concert back in 2003/2004? I forget. Anyway, I was so drunk and I recall telling Joh that it would be so cool if I was on the dancefloor with ALL her friends dancing in the middle. We both laughed. But tell me maybe about an hour it actually came true. There I was - standing in the middle of the dance floor drunk as f**k and all her friends surrounding me in a form of a circle! WOW!! It was a dream come true. I felt like a pimp! LOL! No seriously...they were like my bitches! Shortly after, I couldn't even stand up. I took a rest on the couch of our VIP area. All of a sudden, I passed out. Why does that always happen to me with alcohol?! Like, I was literally sleeping for a quick 15 minutes until security asked my friends to wake me up or else they'd all get kicked out. Tell me why did I wake up to a kiss from a girl, Michelle (Joh's bff that was working as the cocktail server). I was hella startled!! Like whoah! Don't worry, it wasn't like that. It was just a peck on the cheek. But, still I'm so Anti-PDA. Good times...I will always remember my circle of Jersey friends with me in the middle - Raptor, Cuban, Narco, Oscar, Turtle, and Chris.

Countdown Begins: 30 days

Na-nierrrrr-nierrrr-nieeeeeeeeerrrrr, Na-na, nieeeeeeeer, nieeeeeeeer,nierrrrrrrrrrr... [my quick imitation of the ukalele] Exactly 30 days from now, I'll be in lovely Hawaii. Awesome! It'll be a first vacation going solo. I still haven't booked my hotel stay yet. Ooops! Reason for the vacation is my twinkie, Gin will be getting Maui'd. LOL! Oh wait. No we're going to be in Oahu so that's not it. Nevermind, she's getting married to her Brian. How sweet, right? I'm very honored that she chose me as one of her bridesmaid. [sigh]

"Always a Bridesmaid, Never a Bride"

I'm sure I'll get over that quick. My wandering eyes will be checking all the dudes or shall I say locals out. Nice! Anyway, time to prepare for a bikini body or whatever will come out from my diet and exercise. HAHA! No jello tummy! Me no likes!

Guilty Until Proven Innocent

Guilt is having something of wrong doing. In the Men department, I definitely hold some guilt. Apparently, befriending males sometimes give the assumption that I'm attracted to them physically and emotionally. What is wrong with having male friends? I can admit I have met males in the past via the internet (i.e. myspace ). Some intentions were to go on a date with them because yeah, they were hot! But in most cases to build a friendship because I either found out that we shared a common interest or they were just plain nice and friendly. I realize that meeting people online can create some conflict. One is misunderstanding the situation. That's where my mistakes come into place:

1. I don't take the time to clarify what my intentions are. UGH! Reasons why is because I don't want to sound rude. I'm too damn friendly. If anything, I'm the type to avoid confrontation. How exactly would you put into nice words that I just want to kick it? Kick it - meaning hang out and just have fun doing recreational activities, eating at a new restaurant, or watching a movie. Kick it - as in NOT jumping in the sack with you. But in my defense, hanging out with boys creates less drama than hanging out with girls. I'm just trying to avoid the caddiness. In addition, I like being active! Some girls just want to eat and go shopping. Boo! 
2. I don't draw the line about certain subjects. I'm very rated R and sometimes Rated M. I'm completely unsensored and cuss like a sailor. I can talk about anything, including sex. I guess I get too comfortable with the boys. But in my defense, simply talking about sex does not imply that I'm here to initiate it. I guess I should be more careful and keep that subject strictly for the girlfriends, right? 

I'm sure I have a lot more mistakes but they aren't registering in my head at this time. But yeah, I guess I'm basically avoiding men period these days. Don't want to catch myself feeling 'guilty' again.

Monday Night Football

It was good but I'm disappointed. Can I just whine for a bit. I may not be some football expert but I kind of have some common sense. I'm a chick, remember, OK? I don't necessarily live and breath football during the months of August through February. BUT - I do keep a close eye on my hotties...hehe! Great Job McNabbb. I can't believe its been 10 years. I'm predicting a very good season for you. But let's talk about last night. I sensed a lack of effort in the 2nd half. I maybe trippin because I starting to feel the fatigue due to my cold but I wasn't feeling you. While Romo was going long with his passes, you were just handing it off to your running back Westbrook. You proved that you were strong and healthy. You actually ran the ball a few times, but why didn't you just pass it? Was it Dallas' defense? Were they really that good? I feel you should have made use of your other players a little bit more. And if you were going to hand the ball over to Westbrook please be sure of it. You fubared and therefore fumbled the ball. You started to hold the ball too long, also. Nice attempt for that unusual play during 4th & 17. But I knew it was over after your second sack. What was it, honey? Maybe it was the pressure? I dunno. Offensive Line. Did you guys fall asleep during the last 5 minutes of the game. Don't be scurred of the Cowboys! You're bigger than them! This was your chance to shine and to prove that you are not just the heaviest bunch in the NFL, but you are also good! How the hell could you have let people through and have them a$$wipes sack McNabb not only once, but TWICE!! Extremely disappointed. Maybe ya'll should stop eating and become more quick to react during these games. Defensive Line. Nice interception but Get #24!!!! He's one fast mother. That's all I gotta say. Maybe you should practice running faster or something. Also, good job recovering that fumble from Mr. Jessica Simpson. You really need to cover the receivers though. Westbrook. I never realized how tiny you were. Good job. First TD was close but you got it. Haaay! Great work. I appreciate your second touchdown. You did it for the team! I really have nothing bad to say to you so far. Jackson. Congrats on your 100 yard. But, you're a f**kin idiot. Did you not see that you weren't at the goal line when you decided to throw the ball. Why the f**k did you let go of the ball idiot. And to make matters worse, you decided to dance?! O-M-G. You are sad. I hope your team gives you sh!t for the dumb a$$ move. Thank goodness your team got a 1st down on the 1 yard line! You best be buying Westbrook dinner for umm the next month or so. F**ktard!! I'm done. Other than that. It was a good kick a$$ game. The first half was phenomenal and I was on my toes with my heart beating hella fast. I'm sad we lost. At least people will stop talking smack about my man. He's back everyone! I'm so proud. Go #5!

Sickness is a Biatch

I was feeling normal until I got out of the shower this morning. I had this urge to sneeze but nothing came out. The deep innerpart of my nose was getting tingly. I was dressing up for work and then Oh crap! My nose started to run. I ran to blow my nose and just as I thought clear mucus on the tissue. I then started to sneeze constantly. What's going on? But - I should be so fresh and so clean? [Sidenote: I'm allergic to dust]. On and off, I was interrupted with a running nose so I had to go the bathroom frequently to just blow it all out. My nose was still tickly. I think at that time I already knew - I'm getting a cold. Can I say I hate colds. I'd rather be at home with a stomach flu than have the common cold. It makes your nose all raw. You have to buy the tissue with aloe vera lotion. I hate the phase when your nose runs constantly for 2 days. Then after that you have loogie throat and snots. Then after that, the skin outside of you nose is all dry and cracky (lotion will never cure it!). Anyway - I didn't have any tissue in the truck when I left to drop off EJ to school and go to work. Luckily, there was a roll of paper towel in the back. I used that until I got to Walgreens. After Walgreens, I decided to fill myself up with Vitamin C. I went to Jamba to buy a 16 ounce of freshly squeezed orange juice. When I got to work, I immediately downed that sh!t (with a straw). Yuck! I usually LOVE orange juice but my tummy was empty. I didn't eat breakfast yet. I feel so acidic. I wish I was able to call in sick today. Unfortunately, I can't. 1.) My boss is out on vacation. 2.) I have a quarter-end close that starts today 3.) I have an A/P check run 4.) Have to be here for last minute disposition questions for a property that's going to close escrow tomorrow 5.) Basically, I have hella sh!t to do. Man. If I was at home, I'd plug up my nose with tissue just like a tampon and change it every 30 minutes or so. All I can do is pray that this cold go aways with a quickness. The only thing I'm looking forward to is the sexy flem voice just like Phoebe Buffet of Friends. Time to change my greeting message on my voicemail soon - YES!

"Smelly Cat, Smelly cat what are they feeding you? Smelly Cat, smelly cat it's not your fault... They won't take you to the vet. You're obviously not their favorite pet. You may not be a bed of roses, And you're no friend to those with noses. Smelly cat, smelly cat what are they feeding you? Smelly cat, smelly cat it's not your fault!"

p.s. Thanks Irene for getting me sick. You're the best sister in the world! [hella sarcasm right now]

Dub Show Tour

Pics from EJ's 10th Birthday

No Tabo List Updates since March

Sucks. I was updating my blog last night and this morning it just dawned on me. It's been a while since I've accomplished anything on my list. I believe since April. Wow, how time flies. So today, while I'm at EJ's baseball game against All Souls, it will be a time of ponder and reflection. What should be my next item to cross off my list? Shall I do an easy one and battle a friend on an evil and highly competitive sport of bus surfing? Or shall I start looking for a man to grow hella old with? LOL (yeah right) Hmmm, how about obtaining my goal of Abs of Steel? I do have a Hawaii trip coming up in about a month. It would be great to finally wear that teal monokini! We'll just see!

CRANK

Yeah, I'm pretty sad. I love Jason Statham and all but I must confess. I really bought the DVD a couple days ago because of the scene he did with Amy Smart in Chinatown. Yeah, I'm a perv. So what? If only I was Amy Smart's character [sigh]. Calvin...if you ever read this. Hook me up with Jason's cell number!! For real. Tell him I'm in love with him, especially with his kick ass accent!

Eli: Design of the Decade 1998/2008

What a suitable title! Thanks Janet Jackson for the creative idea! 10 years ago today at 3:22AM, my life changed. I gave birth to a healthy baby boy named Eli. He was nicknamed E-40 for a quick minute. Reason behind it was because that was exactly my labor time - 40 minutes! Prior to me giving birth to Eli, I was simply watching MTV's 1998 VMA Awards by myself in the living room of my one bedroom apartment I shared with baby daddy. Ben Stiller was hosting. Some of the highlights of the Awards show were performances by Mya's Ghetto Superstar, Master P's Make 'em Say Uhh, Brandy and Monica's Boy is Mine, and Beastie Boys' Intergalactic. Anyway, I was lying on my comfortable beige microfiber couch and then suddenly, I felt the most painful menstrual cramp ever! I told baby daddy who for some reason was chillin in the bedroom. I don't think he was very into MTV hence me watching it all by my lonesome self. I called him and said I think it's time. He then told me to call Kaiser, which I did. Tell me why the advice nurse told me to call back when the pain really kicks in?! Umm, mother-f**ker...why else would I be calling you if I wasn't in pain?! I said fine and hung up. So, I continued to watch until I felt I could no longer stand the pain/contractions. In less than an hour the contractions came more frequently so I knew it was definitely time. Before, we left for the hospital, I called my sister, Irene who at the time lived like a couple blocks away. She walked over and rode with us. We got to Kaiser and was admitted. The nurses placed me in one of the labor rooms. So funny, when we got there, I no longer felt the pain. My contractions went away. Nurses then advised me to walk up and down the hallway in hoping it would induce my labor. I did but ended up cappin on a chick that was doing the same. I was so mean. I said something like [LOL], "Look at her...she hella looks like she's in pain. Poor thing". Irene was like, "Share, you're so mean". Irene and I only walked for maybe 2 minutes. It was going no where so I wanted to lay back in bed. So doctor finally came in and was like "Hey, you want me to pop your waterbag or not?". Of course, she said it in a more professional manner but I think she was just trying to get me out of the department. Once I agreed to have them manually pop my waterbag with a freaking stick then pain BEGAN! I was like ooooooooooooooh crap. This is the most painfulest thing ever!! Now I know what the advice nurse was talking about previously when I was on the phone with her. Nurse saw my pain and asked if I needed meds. HELL TO THE YEAH I DO! But by the time she came back, I was already in labor and pushing. Great, just great! I'm going to have to pull this labor off 100% naturally. My sister Irene was holding up my left leg and baby daddy was holding the right. For some reason, spreading my legs wider with my knees bent was supposed to help with the process. It was already awkward having my sister there. Ugh! Anyway, I was having trouble pushing in the beginning. Basically, I didn't know how. Like WTF Doc, can you show me real quick?? After 10-15 minutes, I tried a different technique of pushing. I guess I was pretending I was taking a deuce. It worked! I was making great progress. I kept up with that technique and then BAM! It's a Boy! 6 pounds, 13 ounces and 21 inches long! Damn he had hella hair!! So there....and 10 years later here we are. It's great being a mother! Best gift ever! Can't wait to have another one. This time, I'll wait until I'm married or engaged at least. ;) HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELI! I LOVE YOU! I dedicate this song to you...This is the song that you wanted me to play over and over when you were only a couple months old. If I didn't, you would NOT stop crying. Oh the memories...[sigh]

I GOT a Wii

YAY! I got a Wii just in time for EJ's 10th Birthday tomorrow. My co-worker sold me one for only $200. Great bargain. Can't wait to have Wii parties. Can't wait to play. Now, I can get Wii Fit so I can buy Jillian Michael's new game coming out this fall, called Fitness Ultimatum 2009. If you watched past Biggest Loser seasons then you know exactly who I'm talking about. Jillian Michaels is my number one fitness guru and role model. Her BFF is also, Vanessa Marcil for you General Hospital, Las Vegas, and Beverly Hills 90210 fans. Vanessa's baby daddy is Brian Austin Green. That'll be one good looking kid, that's for sure! Like, seriously. Anyway, back to Jillian. I look up to her. I love her strict, military-like training technique. TRAIN me!! So back to this game. I think it's gonna be so awesome combining exercise, fitness and fun! Players take on the role of new recruits in Jillian's boot camp and perform workouts of varying intensity and length within four categories: Weight Loss, Strength Training, Intervals and Hill Climb.

Long Duk Dong OR Short Bang Bob

Currently debating on a new do. A new hair-do that is. Shall I stick with the Long Duk Dong locks or be different and go with the Short Bob & Bangs. I've already scheduled a hair appointment with my stylist, Rudy next Friday. I figure I should just go for it. I might as well start looking my age. Having long hair takes like 10 years off my current age. I can always cancel if I wuss out. Knowing me, that probably won't happen. My hair has evolved through so many different styles especially during my teens to early 20's. To think I used to have a freakin short pixy haircut. Yikes. I was anorexic then so I was able to pull it off. LOL! Anyway, I think it's time for a change. Change is good, right? Here are some before and after shots of celebrities that went for a change - A good change might I add: RIHANNA KATIE HOLMES

Are you Irked Too?

Sometimes, I live in a one-dimensional world. I get irked about the most simplest things people I know do. But it's never crossed my mind that maybe people think the same of me. You know the vice-versa rule? In Share's world, I'm the most perfect thing ever. Not once would I ever imagine my behavior becoming irkable.

(OMG - I just realized. I just noticed the annoying character from Family Matters is named Steve Urkel {same pronounciation as irkle, as in irkable}. Hmmmm...were they hinting us viewers from the very beginning?? He sooo irked me. He was soooo NOT cute at all. Leave Laura Winslow alone!!! She don't like you!)

Anyway, back to what I was talking about. I wonder if people will actually admit to me if I do something that's irks. As I was reading an email forward my co-worker Laurel sent, I was like OMG...I'm actually guilty of a few of these things!! Hilarious! Oh D-d-dear. I'm an Irkle:

9 Things I Hate About Everyone

1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time.... I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?

2. People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the T.V. remote because they refuse to walk to the T.V. and change the channel manually.

3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn right! What good is cake if you can't eat it?

4. When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is.. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they? Gonna Kick their asses!

5. When people say while watching a film "did you see that?". No Loser, I paid $12 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor.

6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?".... Didn't really give me a choice there, did ya sunshine?

7. When something is 'new and improved!'. Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new.

8. When people say "life is short". What the hell?? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!! What can you do that's longer?

9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?". If the bus came would I be standing here, dumbass?!

Bus Surf

Every now and then, I visit one of my favorite websites, urbandictionary.com . Today I just did. To my surprise, I found a word that I never knew ever existed. It's one of the words of the day! How awesome is that?! My secret childhood game has now gone public!! I can't believe it. It's quite a joyful moment for me right now.

Bus Surfing: The act of attempting to ride a bus by standing in the aisle like a surfer. The goal is to stand for as long as possible without touching anything (seats, poles, people) for support. Often a competition between two people to see who can stand the longest. (i.e. ''On the way home last night I was bus surfing for a full 3 minutes!'')

I always thought I was the ONLY one that knew of this game. I always thought this was MY invention (until today). Every since Junior High (My Alta Loma days) I've always played this game with myself while riding on SamTrans bus to and from school. I'd only play if seats were not available. Back then I was too ashamed to bring it up so I'd silently compete with friends, acquaintenances, and complete strangers without them knowing. 99% of the time, I'd win. Let's just say I have very good balance. It's all about the bent knees and wide stance. LOL!! Now that urban dictionary formerly introduced this game. I would like to challenge someone. Who's up for the 1st Annual Bus Surfing contest of San Francisco!!!!????? I've never played this game riding the MUNI though so who's game?

Reality Saddens Me

- It makes me sad when people would rather spend hella cash toward a bar tab to get drunk than donating $1 towards a good cause - It makes me sad when people are so nice and friendly to your face but spit out trashy comments when your back it turned. - It makes me sad when absolute strangers support me rather than my own childhood friends - It makes me sad when I hear another person is affected by cancer - It makes me sad when people expect the littlest things to be FREE and whine when it's not. - It makes me sad when people are always asking for hook-ups rather than helping the economy, the community, or even the world! - It makes me sad how selfishness is spreading and mulitplying drastically - It makes me sad when negativity brings me down making me lose all hope and motivation

Sunday's Recap

So far, at the new apartment we have TVs but no cable. We have phones but no phone service. We have electricity but no ceiling fixtures in the living room and bedrooms. We have a computer but no internet access. UGH!!! I feel so unorganized. My sister Irene who has 2 girls is fully moved in. As for me, I have boxes for like FOREVER. Didn't even think to bring bedsheets or towels or toothpaste/toothbrush. (Luckily, she works for a dental office so she gave me some on Saturday - whew!) I feel like I'm living the life of Real World or Big Brother only worse. So bored. Saturday night, I burnt myself with hot candle wax while I was blowing it out before bed. OUCH! Immediatly thought of Ricky Martin's music video, Livin La Vida Loca, and thought to myself outloud. This is so not SEXY!! How the hell would that be a turn on? It's freakin painful. Anyway, I was supposed to wake up at 5:00AM to go to Hayward and move more of my stuff to the apartment. Didn't happen. Woke up more like close to 8:00AM. I swear a cat must have lived in this freakin unit. My eyelids were all puffy and had huge bags under my eyes. Can I say gross!! Got ready and left once again. Thought to myself and said F**k. Another $4 down the drain (due to toll). EJ had his first baseball game playing for St. Gregory today at 4:30PM. So, I had to find them damn maroon socks before then. Got to Hayward packed unsucessfully again. At this point, I just started throwing random crap into boxes. I promised myself that I'd pick up the clothes and shoes Monday. I'm such a proscrastinator!!! I hate myself right now. In addition to hating myself. I'm missing the BIG game: Eagles vs. Rams. It's all good. My fellow Eagle haterators, Roland and Armstrong updated me on the score via text. Thanks dudes!! Went to Starbuckos to find out...YAY! Pumpkin Spice Latte is BACK!!! WHOO HOO! Went to Big 5 - YAY! They carry the hard to find maroon socks! Tell me why everytime, I start chanting the lyrics , Makes Me Wonder by Maroon 5 everytime. If I'm by myself or if no one is around, I'll enunciate it under my breath. If people are around me I just bob my head to my own imaginery beat and say it in my head.

"..And it really makes me wonder If I ever gave a f**k about you..."

Anyway, I thought I had HELLA laundry to do. Tell me why did someone but my yellow stability ball in my hamper. It made it seem like I had 3 loads of heavy duty laundry. It turns out it was only 2 loads of regular laundry: WHITES & NEUTRUALS

[Yes, I categorize my laundry this way: 1.) Whites, Heather Greys, Bath Towels = HOT, 2.) Neutrals (Earth Tones) & Delicates(i.e. VS thongs and bras = WARM, 3.) DARKNESS = COLD]

As I was in the laundry process, my mom says she's gonna buy us a flat screen TV. YES - We head over to Best Buy. She gets us a 40" LCD Flat Screen. YAY! I'm the happiest I can be today. Afterwards, we get lunch at Mami Kings. I order 1 siapao and a tocilog with scrambled egg(that I won't even eat because I don't like egg). Go back to Hayward to load up my car with my crap. (Oops! I forgot about my laundry!) By this time, I have to drop EJ off again to Martens field for baseball. There was another practice before their 1ST game against St. Raymonds. I drop him off and head over to Foster City to unload and unpack. 4:30PM approaches and I leave Foster City for San Mateo to watch the game. I lug my 3 year old niece Caitlin aka Tates with me. St. Gregory wins 16-12. EJ is a good batter! He needs to practice catching though. I get back home to find my cousin Mary Jo there. She, Mary Anne and Janelle are watching Camp Rock. We chill and eat for a while. My mom, Mary Anne, and Mary Jo depart because MTV VMA's is gonna be on soon. JEALOUS!! No cable!!! Just a bunch of freakin DVDs to watch....UGH!!! BTW - EAGLES WON. YEAH BABY, YEAH!

share-bare's Hectic Weekend Schedule

FRIDAY
5:45AM - Alarms goes off and I hit snooze
5:51AM - Sister, Irene interrupts my snooze by calling me to say that she's running late and needs me to drop her two daughters, Janelle & Caitlin off to Lola's house
6:05AM - I finallly get up to unlock the front door.
6:10AM - Hop into the shower and get ready for work
6:45AM - Wake EJ up for school
7:00AM - Iron my Gi for tonight's yellow belt testing
7:24AM - Out of the house. Warm up the truck and buckle the three kids in. Depart from Hayward. Destination = San Mateo.
7:57AM - Drop off EJ at San Mateo Park Elementary
8:02AM - Drop off the girls at Lola's house
8:08AM - I realize my access card for work is on the floor of the passenger side. I pull over on San Mateo Drive to pick it up.
8:10AM - Drive into office's parking garage. Park on the 2nd floor. Take the elevator to the 10th floor as I'm cramming for my vocabulary section of my yellow belt test (i.e. Kenpo/Kempo = Law of the Fist)
8:16AM - Log into my pc to start my work day
8:21AM - Phone rings. Boss calls me from her car and needs for me to finalize the 2009 Budget CAP Calculation for Johns Manville center before
9:30AM. Oh BTW - She's running late, too.
8:40AM - Take a quick break to send event reminders for "The EIGHTIES" via eVite and Facebook 9:13AM - Done with 2009 Budget CAP Calculation spreadsheet
9:30AM - Excel Training Part II conducted by CFO.
10:54AM - Conclusion of Training. Grab a blueberry muffin on the way out of the conference room. 10:56AM - Use the restroom (LOL - had to put that in)
10:59AM - Proceed with Month End Close
11:51AM - Done with Tampa's G/L Binder
11:58AM - Post BofA lockbox deposits 12:00PM - Go to Wells Fargo to get a cashiers check for new apartment 12:15PM - Made a $5 cash donation towards Leukemia & Lymphoma Society 12:25PM - Picked up EJ & Samantha from school 12:40PM - Arrive 10 minutes late at Lantern Cove Apartments in Foster City 12:50PM - Signed lease agreement 1:15PM - Dropped off EJ & Samantha at Lola's House 1:26PM - Get lunch at Jamba Juice: 16 oz Chunky Strawberry & Riceworks Gourmet Brown Rice Chips 1:42PM - Arrive back at the office 1:59PM - Update guestlist for tonight once again. 2:32PM - Begin 2009 Accrue Budget Review for Tampa properties 3:33PM - Done w/2009 Accrue Budget Review 4:00PM - Stressing about the 80's fundraiser party AND my Yellow Belt testing AND packing for my move tomorrow AM. 4:07PM - Enter Florida Sales Tax Remittance for July 2008 4:14PM - Research (3) Occupational Privilege Tax Delinquency Notices from City and County of Denver 4:43PM - Finalize and print Guestlist 4:45PM - Off Work. Time to go back to the bank to get change and off to USSD Foster City for my Yellow belt testing. Wish me Luck!! 5:16PM - Went to Target @ Bridgepointe to buy some stuff and take my nervous crap! I hate when that happens! So don't like doing it in public restrooms. 5:32PM - Cram to start and finish my test essay questionaire in time for the test. Eat my Luna powerbar and drink plenty of water. 6:08PM - Arrive @ USSD Foster City. Greet Ms. Ghaemi and Ms. Pinpin. Change into my gi. Practice my DMs, kenpos, punches, and kicks. 6:30PM - Closed testing begins...I'm soooo nervous. As we are warming up, Mr. Green (the most strictest instructor who yells at you all the time walks in). I'm even more nervous now! SH!T! To make matters worse, he decides to turn off the A/C. 7:40ishPM - Testing has come to the end. In Meditation and drip drip drip sweating right now. HELLA gross. 7:46PM - I open my eyes and see my YELLOW belt and award certificate. I'm the happiest and most relieved girl in the world. Take pics w/the instructors including Mr. Green (AWKWARD) but I got him to smile!!!! 8:11PM - Rushing back home to Hayward to get ready for the party. 8:47PM - Leave Hayward for Azul in San Francisco. When we got to the city, I missed the turn onto Geary. Can I say....I HATE one way streets!!!! 9:41PM - Roza calls to say they are at Azul. I'm just driving into the parking garage. 9:47PM - Arrived at Azul 10:03PM - Let the party begin. Cal the bouncer was lagging. Later on that night Cal attempts to hollatchagirl. Can I say - DON'T. You're a kid and I'm 29. Peace. EJ calls me from home saying that he can't sleep because he's excited for the move. My sister gets drunk why I'm sober as hell. Coke all night. Got a busy morning the next day. But thx ya'll for the drink offer. Too sweet! SATURDAY 2:00AM - Party was over and a great success. Not too packed like sardines and not to empty like a ghost town. 2:42AM - Get back home. Didn't brush my teeth. Didn't wash my face. Just changed into my pj's and knocked the f**ked out! EJ was still awake...UGH!! 7:47AM - Woke up LATE! Get EJ ready for baseball practice in San Mateo. Didn't 8:18AM - Rush out of the house to grab him breakfast at McD's (so healthy, right) 8:52AM - Arrive at Martens Field. Dropped off EJ. Said hi to the coach and jetted back home. 9:31AM - Arrived at Hayward and FINALLY started packing. WHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAT! So didn't happen because.... 9:43AM - F**k! Irene calls and says she just picked up the U-Haul moving truck. Time to meet her at Big Lots to get my mattresses. 9:50AM - Get to Big Lots. Furniture dude is not in yet. Waiting...he finally walks in with his breakfast meal from McD's and gets my receipt to pull the mattresses out from the back. 10:01AM - Furniture dude finally gets my stuff from the back and hand trucks it to the U-Haul truck outside. I realize I'm running late and have to pick EJ up from baseball practice. Left and had my sister, Irene take care of the rest. Driving back to San Mateo. Again realized that I'll be spending $8 once I cross the toll plaza. =( Irene calls and asks me to pick up Tito Danny from San Mateo so that he can help w/the move. 10:28AM - Get to Martens Field again. EJ is not feeling so good. His stomach hurts. At the same time, I remembered that I had to pick up the keys for the new apartment and do the move-inspection. Go straight to Lantern Cove and meet up with Kyle. See my apartment for the FIRST time. Living room is small (definitely need to get a flat screen TV mounted to a wall)...Get keys and leave for Lola's house to get Tito Danny. 11:19AM - Got Tito Danny and on my way back to Hayward. Damn I need to pack! At this point I'm stressing like crazy. Where do I start? 2:00PM - Irene and Mary Anne get Rickshaws for lunch. So hungry and THIRSTY. It's freakin hot outside. Drip drip sweat 2x! Takes them forever but they finally come back home. YUMMMM!! 3:00PM - Rest and get a tummy ache. Took a crap 2X within one hour. NOT good. Didn't even unload my truck. LOL! At this time...I gave up. I'll finish up tomorrow. Tiredness and lack of sleep finally kicked in. Took a quick nap and woke up to my nieces putting crap on my face and tickling my nose with a tassle. So not funny. Mary Anne said that they've been doing it the entire time... LOL! Thx girls for using me as entertainment. Waited until dark so I can finally unload my truck. NO TV & NO LAMPS. What to do???

Today's Almost Over's Agenda

Happy 56th Birthday Father aka Dad aka Puti aka Big Mo aka Moises! We love you and we miss you. I can't believe how time flies. Weird - as I was cleaning my room for my move, I noticed a pic of you and me. I think I was around 3 or 4 holding your hand in front of some old ass car. Gosh. Sometimes, I still can't believe you are not around. It's been 6 years since we've celebrated your birthday here on Planet Earth. Hopefully, Dude from up above is treating you well. Sorry for not visiting you at the cemetery, as much. I know our busy schedules is no excuse. I've still been meaning to get some good fertilizer for your grave since the grass isn't as green like I'd like it to be. I hope them darn deers aren't pooping near you. Tito Steve actually called me yesterday to arrange a day for all of us to see you. As much as we'd like to have seen you today, your actual birthday, work of course got in the way. Plus, you know the cemetery gates close at 5pm. We'll see you this Sunday though for sure! I'm sure you'll hear our loud asses greeting you, reminiscing and just kickin back. The weather should be nice so you definitely won't hear us complaining and saying..."OK dad, it's hella windy and cold, gotta go! Love you!" LOL! I know it can be messed up but seriously, you'd be cold too! You're on a hill and the darn cemetery people cut down the trees. Therefore, we have no more wind blockers! LOL! Anyway, your grandkids are getting so big, dad. They are all doing great. EJ is going to be 10! Yikes! So what treat would you like when we see you this Sunday? Is it Mentos? Is it Rolos? Starburst? Or wait - I know!! I'll definitely bring you a piece sliver of Sara Lee pound cake. Frozen - just the way you always liked it. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. I LOVE YOU! Sincerely, Beb (#2 out of your 6 daughters)

I Am Ready For Some Football!

Two words: GO EAGLES!! Yeah, Yeah, haters. Hate all you want. I'm just a fan, that's all. Well today officially marks the kick-off of the NFL season. I can't wait to see the tight uniforms. I can't wait to see my team sack some loser quarterbacks. Go D! hahahaha! I can't wait to see replays of tackles in slow motion (Niiiiiiiiiiice). I can't wait to see the touchdown victory dances. I can't wait to see someone tug on Polomalu's hair. I can't wait to see the snapper bend over. I can't wait to see more of Tony Siragusa on the sideline as a commentator. I can't wait to see a good interception play by the Eagles of course, duh! I can't wait to see loser teams fumble a ball. I can't wait to see cuties such as, Donovan McNabb, Hines Ward, Kurt Warner, James Farrior, and David Binn. I can't wait for the Eagles to make it to the Playoffs! I can't wait for the Eagles to win the Superbowl! Yes, I have high expectations. You best believe that!!

Good-Bye East Bay!!

It's official. I'm moving once AGAIN! After weeks of hunting for the right place, I've found my home. Watch out Foster City because here I come! Sorry San Mateo. You gave me no choice. Your rentals were either located in a bad geographic area (i.e. right next the freeway), overpriced, had mean/crazy landlords, really old, or just had a small living space. I told myself 4-5 years ago that I would never live back in Foster City. For one, the cops there suck! I always ended up getting pulled over for stupid crap so they can meet their monthly quota. Second, everything just seemed so out of the way like the freeway. When my family and I viewed this particular apartment community, we fell in love right away. The leasing consultant dude was super nice and friendly. There is a large swimming pool, jacuzzi, and fitness center. A washer/dryer is included INSIDE the unit. There's a loft on the 2nd level of the apartment. The jogging trail or shall I say the levee is literally steps away from the parking lot - YES! Best of all, it's located in a very peaceful neighborhood with a small lake surrounding the apartment complex. My potential room has a partial water view if that means anything to you. It just seemed perfect! It's also very family oriented with a bunch of neighborhood parks and playgrounds to choose from. It's just so serene. Moving day is just around the corner - this coming Saturday. I'm dreading the whole packing part. I haven't even started which sucks. The United States Postal Service must be thrilled that I'm moving once again. ANOTHER Change of Address, please! What a hassle. Let's see my track record at a glance: Daly City to San Mateo San Mateo to San Mateo San Mateo to San Leandro San Leandro to Foster City Foster City to San Mateo San Mateo to San Mateo (Again) San Mateo to Hayward Hayward to Foster City Can you tell I love living in San Mateo?

Lessons Learned

This past weekend, I've learned... 1.) listen to my friends advice AND also take them into consideration 2.) my trust should not be earned easily 3.) there are still alot of liars in my life 4.) sometimes people will never learn 5.) to be less forgiving and be more forgetful 6.) '3 Strikes' rule should be eliminated from now on 7.) my mistakes have been more and more challenging 8.) it's harder than it seems 9.) what hurts me will only make me meaner 10.) stressin about this is not even worth it, so i'm moving on...

Nike+ Human Race 10K Results

Basically, I sucked! Here are my race result:

Standing (subject to change) = 26,724th Time = 1:20'58"

The Nike+ race winner is from United States with a fabulous 27'38" finishing time. As for the actual race city 10K, some dude named Gunther from Munich took 1st place with a time of 29'25". Both these times definitely put me to shame. Good job everyone and also to me!