My continued ranting

I promise that every single blog post from now on will not be ranting (I will recap Little Smiles Monte Carlo night at some point, as well as plug some other stuff that I'm doing), but for now, I have more to rant about!

Bad Restaurant Service: If you hate your job so much that you are not courteous to your customers or give me some kind of attitude, then don't be a server or a host. Really, I don't care what happened to you to make you so miserable, but this is your job. Take it seriously, like I take my job. If you respect me, I will respect you. Don't hate me because I only tip you 10 or 15% (most times you are lucky I leave any tip at all). You didn't deserve the normal 20-25% that I tip for good service. I don't care if you are in school or have multiple kids to raise. I've got school loans and a bunch of other crap to take care of too. If you can't do your job, why do you deserve extra from me? I got bills to pay too and I work hard to make my money.

That being said, I always try to set the standard from the onset. I thank my server for bringing my water, giving me my menu, taking my order and bringing anything else that I request. Even when I'm in a bad mood, I smile and do not take it out on my server (that's what my husband is for, haha).

Bad Dealership Service: If I were to write out all my experiences, it would take you years to read it. Instead, I will request one thing from them - "Active listening". And also, let me know what's going on. Don't let me leave the dealership thinking I got an oil change, when in fact, the oil was not changed.

Driving in the rain: OMG it's only rain! How many times do we get rain here? Often enough for you to know how to drive in it. Doesn't mean you have to drive 35 mph on the expressway. Doesn't mean you need to stop 30 feet behind the car in front of you. Doesn't mean you need to tap your breaks every 2 feet. And please, turn on your headlights. For some reason, it's the people driving 35 mph on the expressway that don't have their headlights on, and if you are driving a normal speed, you almost rear end them (and then in this wonderful state, you are always at fault for the person in front of you being a jackass).

Donating to national/worldwide organizations: Don't get me wrong, these are completely worthwhile causes, but some non-profits are already well off. I understand that $25 can go a long way (if a gazillion people donate). I completely support these organizations. But if you don't have much to give, but want to, look around you, in your own backyard. Try to help those organizations that are in your local area. By helping these causes, you are helping your own community. And that $25 - from you alone - does go a long way. Local non-profits who are actually hands on, with a volunteer staff, are the ones that need your donation the most. Those are the non-profits I look to donate to or to volunteer with (LittleSmiles.org plug!)

'til next time!

A recurring theme...

That I suck at blogging. I can barely manage all my other social media vehicles, so why did I think I can even blog? I'm bad at it. The only reason I keep up with FB is that it's on my phone. I tweet when I get bored. Other than that - I am dead to the world. Or maybe my life is not exciting enough anymore to blog about. But anyways, here are a few random thoughts & rants (they may be politically correct....or not).


I was met with great relief when I discovered that I do not know or have had any iteraction with any of the priests on "the list".

I forgot to mention that we have a second furry bundle of joy. Yup, she's almost two now....how easily I forget.

People that get 'panicked' or 'overwhelemed' in the city (Philly mind you, not NY) really bother me. There's nothing to worry about. Just take a deep breath, pause and take it all in. You'll figure it out. This city is (almost) a perfect grid. Miss your street? Don't stop in the middle of the roadway. Just keep driving and go around the block. You'll get there eventually. You probably need to find parking anyways, so keep looping around the block.

Don't tell me you can't find a decent restaurant in the city and prefer your neighborhood fried food diner. WTF are you talking about?? Within 10 blocks of my house, you can find a million (well, not a million exactly...) types of restaurants. Don't make me go to Olive Garden again!

Me just merely talking to you doesn't mean I want to be your bestie. Let's leave it at that.

I happen to think the ladies in my book club are way awesome. They are all so intelligent, well rounded and have taken in the experience of 'life' to their benefit. Everyone should have friends like my book club girls!

Don't ever ask if my jewelry is real or fake. If you know me well enough, you know what it is.

Why do you assume that I'm a bad driver? Asian + woman does not equal bad driver. Stop stereotyping me (then maybe I'll stop stereotyping you). I will run your ass over. (in a good driver way)

I have no desire to move myself to the green grassy knolls of "where the eff am I that there are cowing roaming the streets" to have kids and that infamous white picket fence or whatever the hell they call it now. I will cram my 'not even thought of yet" kids into my city house with two dogs and eat ramen noodles forever to send them to a gawd expensive private school (although I will still buy my oh-so-fabulous shoes).

Following up, no, I have no desire to procreate. I love them little bastards, but only when I can give them back. I love my life way too much, which happens to be fun and fabulous. Kids will only kill that.

Besides that, I will make a terrible little league coach for my 'not thought of yet and don't want to have' kids. I'm too competitive and will get kicked off the field or cursing out the other little kids on the team for ruining the game and not letting my kid win.

Why do people always ask me twice if I want cream or sugar. I DON'T want it. I drink my coffee black (and tar-like). Ok? That doesn't make me a man (which makes no sense, because I know a lot of men who have their 'milk and sugar' with a dash of coffee).

My little brother calls me a whoa - man. That's fine. He knows what he's talking about

Stop asking me for advice if you aren't going to take it. Then I'd have to charge my hourly consulting fee....

No I did not change my last name after getting married. Nor will I ever, so stop asking. It's obviously not a deal breaker since, duh, still married. I shouldn't be forced to change my last name anyways. I happen to like it very much. I've only had it for 29 (almost 30 - gulp) years.

Why do people think something is wrong or I'm sick if I don't have any make up on. I swear I am not that scary looking without make up.

So that's my ranting for today (until tomorrow - or the next day or month or year. Don't hold your breath or you might die before I post again).

Disclaimer:
*don't judge. I know what I do for a living and I don't feel like copyediting and proofing here, so suck it and deal with my lack of caps, spelling errors and funky phrases.

The Lucky Winner

This dress was the lucky winner (in a dark blue) - by Tadashi Shoji from Nodstrom. I wore it a little long, because obviously no time to get it taken up being that the Ball was the next evening....oh well. Just had to wear my tallest Christian Dior heels ever!

















I think they're called Miss Dior II Platforms, which I purchased many moons ago at one of the boutiques in Vegas. Needless to say, by 3am, my feet were kinda tired!

Stay tuned for photos of "the real thing", after I get catch up on my sleepless weekend.

And the search is on!

For a dress. For Little Smiles. Which is also tomorrow evening.

Nothing like leaving it to the last minute.

Here are a few thoughts via Nordstrom Website:

Not sure if I can pull the whole off-the-shoulder look though.

I really heart this next one:

I also heart this one, but it's almost similar to the one I wore last year, which was also purple, and also squishy looking. Ah well - we'll have to see if they have these for me to try on tonight, otherwise I will have to run (who am I kidding, 'drive') my fat-ass to Nicole Miller and buy that shorter dress I scoped out last weekend.

I'm baaaccckkk....

Well, kinda not really.

I want to revive this blog, but I can't seem to even get my bedroom organized, so obviously this falls way beyond the "to do" list.

My biggest plug right now is.....

The Little Smiles Stars Ball is this Saturday at the Please Touch Museum. If you can't make it this year, definitely try to next year. It's a great night, not only for the "adults" but for the kids - the kids that are not well and may not have long to live (to put it in plain language). This night is a truly unique night for them. They get to dress up, put make up on, ride in a limo and sign autographs - like real stars. Well, in fact, they are real stars. These kids fight the horrible battle with illnesses and cancer and still are able to smile at the end of the day. Ugh - this stuff makes me emotional. I know I am lucky that I do not have a child at the moment, that is going through it. I can't even imagine how the parents feel. It is reality. But, at least, with Little Smiles, we can help fulfill whatever it is they want - whether it be an xbox or dvd, an opportunity to meet "famous" people or attend a concert, we do what we can. We can't do it without your support! Visit our website, littlesmiles.org and find out all about us and donate. "Like" us on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/LittleSmilesPhiladelphia). Help us make this year's ball successful! I will promise to post photos next week from the ball!

Now I need to find a dress for Saturday......

I am a bad bad blogger

Add to my list of "things I seem to not be able to do": blogging.

I thoroughly enjoy reading blogs and procrastinating, but I can't seem to get my act together and update this blog. Gasp - maybe - I have nothing to talk about anymore. But then again, I can be the person who talks about nothing and spend entirely too much time on Facebook.

Now I will dedicate the rest of this post to rant about my iphone.

I really dislike my phone. I'm getting a little more used to it, but I started hating it. So, we've graduated from "hate" to "dislike" now. Anthony claims I have no fingerprints, so I can't make the damn thing work. I'm not even using my nails - just fingers! And it still doesn't do what I want it to do. I can't pick up the phone or hang up with gloves on. Most the time I'm walking on the street and bundled when it's super cold outside. I don't want to have to stop, pull off my glove, put on my glove again because it's freezing, then say "hello".

And the phone lags like none other. I hit the mail button, the button goes dark, as I selected it, and now it just stares blankly at me. wtf? Go to my mail you stupid phone.

It doesn't play nicely with Outlook mail. I had to spoof my gmail account to act at a server for my work mail. I googled it and found someone with the answer! Amazing. But overall, I don't like to use MobileMe.

I can't text while walking. I always spell everything wrong. The phone does not send picture messages (I guess that's referred to MMS). It can't do video. The camera sucks big time. One ounce of shakiness, the picture turns out fuzzy. Has no flash. I have the charge it every single night or it's dead by morning.

Oh blackberry, how I miss thee.

But things I do like:
Shazam app - it's amazing. How in the world can it figure out a song that I don't know?
Facebook app - needs a little more work, but it perpetuates my fb addiction
Youtube - I can go on and find annoying music videos to bother Anthony in the middle of the night with.

And life goes on....

after the wedding, that is.

All went pretty well that day, well, that depends if you count the kids table candy centerpiece caught fire. Actually, my cousin set fire to it. I'm stalking guests to see how got pictures. I was sad I missed the flames. But oh boy, you could smell the burnt sugar from the candy.

Amazingly enough, we were ahead of schedule for the entire day so we had some breathing room between all activities for the day. It was actually kind of nice to be able to just sit (and eat doughnuts and drink coffee in my wedding dress). Everyone was so worried about my dress getting dirty, even the photographer .... except for me.

Stay tuned for some details from the reception and photos!

Faith was fantastic enough to put a slideshow up online about a week and a half after the wedding. I definitely love my photographs.
www.faithwest.com/slides/hoang-kluth