Day 95

December 9, 2009

Can I just tell you what a hot mess my family is? It seems like the last few days, every time I call a family member, they don't answer. You wonder why? I do too; until I get a call from my brother telling me that now my mother is in the hospital! WTF? Okay, so I laugh about it, but it's actually not that funny. She fell--let me restate--she face planted it off of an eleven foot ladder! Yikes! I'm sorry mom, but c'mon now!

First dad goes into the hospital for heart palpitations or something, my life is just all kinds of crazy on so many levels, Brett just glides through life, (which isn't a bad thing, unless you have to deal with his luck every single day!), then mom decides to climb a ladder, fall off, and break her arm! Brett calls me and says, "Ashley, don't call me anymore." I know it! I'm bad luck! Damn! Good news is...she gets surgery and all will be okay! Thank God all she broke was her arm! After face planting it off an eleven foot ladder, most people would be mummified from head to toe, with a jacked up nose, broken neck, everything! She got lucky!

I hope you are enjoying Brett's blogs! He doesn't think they're as good as mine. Of course not, Brett! I have to better at you than something in my life! ;) JK! I actually think they're quite humorous. I always love to read about what people really think about me! =) It's funny because my friend Tim and I were talking via e-mail about me catching a New York attitude. I told him the only thing I've caught is the fast pace walking! Now you know I'm not lying! Continue reading Brett's blogs! I'm posting three more tonight!

Speaking of fast pace walking. You know how people say when the first snow falls comes, people don't remember how to drive. Well...it's the same in New York. When it's raining so hard and in all directions, that no matter what you do, you end up soaked walking into work, people forget how to walk. Why do we go slower? Wouldn't we want to walk faster to get to our destination quicker and possibly less wet? Guess not. And why do you shake your wet umbrella as you're walking down the street? I already showered this morning. You don't need to water me! I'm not a plant! ;)

I spend all day in the clothes closet! Let me tell you, Spring 2010 clothes are looking fabulous! Bright, vibrant colors--dresses, tanks, ruffles, sheers! It's fantastic! Then...I leave BHG to go to my hostess job. When I get there, my boss asks me, "What are you doing here?" I reply, "Umm...I'm here to work." I looked at the schedule wrong! Whew! I get to go home, which is great because I am exhausted and my tornado-activity apartment needs some work! So, what do I do? Decorate for Christmas, all while listening to my Pandora Christmas station! Check out my decor. It's not a lot, but I don't really have a lot of room to work with! The decorations my aunt sent me are perfect! What do you think??

Do you like the snowman? My best friend, Maddie, gave it to me! It's those gel appliques! Funny, huh? I had way too much fun putting that on my wall!

Note to self: Never get your hopes up! This is no negative comment, just advice so you don't set yourself up for failure...over and over again. When a certain someone randomly keeps popping in and out of your life, don't question it. It's happening for a reason. Whether you're being tested, or God only knows why else, just don't think about it. Even though it's probably not a good idea that this is happening, you can't help it. Son of a gun! When you ask yourself, why can't I be strong enough to say no?, realize that you are strong enough. It's just the fact you probably aren't ready to let go. This is totally cliche, but unbelievably true--Time truly does heal all wounds. Some take longer to get over things than others, but that's okay. In time, what is meant to happen will happen and just realize that you are going to be ridiculously happen no matter what path your life has paved out for you!

Day 64

November 9, 2009

I love the fact that it's 65 degrees in November! It was so nice to not have to shiver all the way to and from work. Work was busy today. I spent all day on the phone, talking with different PR agencies. I'm getting accustomed to whom BHG works with, which is great. The down side...when I'm looking down at the brand name, while the phone is ringing, all I can think of...how in the heck do you pronounce that? Is that French? Maybe it looks Chinese. Hell, I don't know, just wing it! So, I do, and nine times out of ten, I was wrong. Go figure. A top rated magazine has a person calling that can't even pronounce the name of their product correctly. Wonderful business for Meredith. They should have included the mnemonics.

So, I got flipped off by a little kid yesterday, I didn't mention. He quickly flashed it by me, while mom and dad were chatting away in the front seat of their suburban. They should be so proud. Then, he rolled up the window. I was hoping his little finger would get jammed in between the window and the car! Little bastard would have gotten what he deserved! ;)

I go out for coffee with a friend tonight. It's too beautiful out to not enjoy the weather. So, we meet up in Union Square and head to Washington Square Park. I've never been in that area, but I must say...I was highly impressed! It's so cute! And so was my company. ;)

On the walk home, I see a guy and his girlfriend. He looked identical to the dude from the movie, "House Party." It's awesome! The hair is what sets it off! The girl just looks like a bad, ghetto-hooker. With her plastic, gold-rimmed sunglasses--her name definitely has to be LaFonda! The couple's gold chains are a cute touch to pull their outfits together, which screamed, ghetto-disaster! It's great!

Note to self: It sucks to know that you have funny things to write in you blog, but have to refrain from certain points because of fear of who may read it. You want to talk about certain things/people, but don't want to look like a weirdo, even though this is the whole point of the blog. I need to grow a pair and just write about everything. That's why I started this thing anyway!

Day 45

October 21, 2009


My little brother never calls me. Until last night--only after I'm in a dead sleep, hyped up on meds. When I'm awoken from a dead sleep, I have the hardest time falling back to sleep. Him and his buddies are on a scavenger hunt around Drake, for a chance to win a trip to NYC and they need my help. Being the great sister I am, I offer my assistance. Why not? I can't sleep anyway! However with the combo of meds and no sleep, everything is a bit blurry, so my assistance is probably a waste of their time! ;)


Needless to say, 5:30 a.m. comes way too fast. Only for me to go into my job and find out my duty for the day is to pass out fliers on the street! Are you kidding me? Not only am I terribly sick and you're going to make me stand out in the bitterly-chilled air, you want me to shout to people about the company?! I don't think so. That's not what I signed up for! I have, once again, turned into one of those people I despise walking past on the street. Like my mother says, "Maybe it's karma getting back at you." It has to be! What else would it be? Even though I would never yell, I can't anyway--my fingers are frozen to the pieces of paper and my knees are still from the chill. So, I get mad, then I get smart. I post up shop at Au Bon Pain the rest of the morning, in the heat! Too bad I left my wallet at the office--everything looked and smelled so good! Those people have to be nuts to think I'm really going to stand outside and do this! They gave us 400 fliers to hand out and about 350 of them are in ABP's trash can! I need to keep some of my dignity people! Standing on the street, handing out pieces of paper just lowers it! No, thanks!


Here is a first for me anywhere! I am told by my new internship that I am not a good fit for their company. Yeah...I figured that one out real quick. But still, I've never been told that! I'm okay with it. The first time I hear him say, "Shut the f**k up. Keep it simple. No one wants to hear it!" is when I realize this place is probably not the best place for me to be. Outside of work, he's awesome; at work, not so much. "Mark, seriously, keep it simple...I don't f**king care, just get him to sign!...are you f**king kidding me?...Nobody f**king cares!" Yeah, this whole situation right here...not for me. I don't do well with overly large, male egos. I'm just not familiar with their style of writing, nor do I understand anything about investments, so we both agree it's for the best. Moving on.


The rest of the evening is dedicated to rest. I am bound and determined to feel 100% tomorrow! I do get Patriots football tickets for their November 22nd game against the Jets. My brother is a die-hard Pats fan, so we're going when he comes to visit. Happy birthday to me! What a way to spend my 25th. Again, keep in mind what a great sister I am! ;) He comes in less than a month! I can't wait! It's going to be insane! Just wait for the blogs! Time for more meds and sleep! Until tomorrow...


Note to self: Maybe you should listen to your friends when they say the cure to your illness is, and I quote, "I would buy a gallon of OJ and a fifth of vodka.. Mix in a glass.. Drink.. Repeat." Thanks Shelby! This is what friends are for! They know the best remedies to anything! Not your parents! Who wants to drink cough syrup when OJ and vodka tastes better and makes you feel fantastic in a shorter amount of time? ;) Jump on the alcohol medicinal program mom and dad...times have changed and it's time you do too! ;) 

Day 40

October 16, 2009

Forty days?! Holy cow, I can't believe it! It's a good fortieth day here in New York City! The morning air is brisk and the clouds are hovering over the sun. But it's a great walk to work--it wakes me up and gets me energized for my long day. I meet two other people from Iowa while working for David Yurman. One is from Cedar Rapids, the other from Victor. Small world, huh?

Even smaller, a Yurman shopper that knows the one and only, best department store in the world! She says to her husband, "I saw this necklace at Von Maur."
Me: "I'm sorry. Where did you say you found this?"
Lady: "Von Maur. It's a store in the Midwest."
Me: "That's what I thought you said! I know Von Maur! I'm from Iowa! Is it not the best place ever?! There is no place here like it! It's my all-time favorite!"
Lady: "Oh I know! I love it! 'I love this girl!' (she says to her husband). I know she'll find me something good. I know where she shops and she knows where I shop!"
And the rumors are true, everyone...they do sell Louis Vuitton! So jealous! Although I'm not a huge LV fan, the more I'm around them, the more I am craving one! Not the traditional monogram one--everyone has those! I love to be different! If you're going to spend $2,000+ on a handbag, why do you want the same one as thousands of other people in the world? Check the ones out I would love to have! Petit Noe, Le Majestueux,and Le Radieux. Classic, but detailed.

Besides Mrs. Von Maur, there is another lady who is so much fun! She tells me, "My boyfriend thinks I'm shopping for yogurt." I reply, "Well, this sure is some expensive yogurt!" I work with her for an hour and a half! She is willing to try on everything, so I go wild with it! She tells me my parents should be proud because I'm a great salesperson. Funny thing is, I hate sales! I am one of those people who brush off salespeople in the stores because I do not like to be bothered, nor do I like to be annoyed with stupid questions and unnecessary things. (Such as someone trying to sell another VISA cards. ;) Ha!) I have become what I don't like. Funny how life works out, huh? =)

When she goes to check out, guess how much her bill is? Just think of a number...any number. She has $33,400 worth of jewelry! I think to myself, Holy God! I can't believe I got this lady to buy this much jewelry! But...she was NOT about ready to pay for all that. She cut herself down to only $3,000 worth of jewelry. I did help her with the cut backs. I mean after-all, she did offer me a job! That's right! I talked enough to where we got on the subject of school and work--when I tell her what I'm doing out here, she offers a job and says, I know I'll pay you a hell of a lot more than what you're probably making here. Okay! Sign me up!

So, I pretend to be Dr. Phil tonight when I'm talking to a bestie back home in Iowa. She is having boy problems, so I give her, what I find to be, an excellent analogy. I tell her, men are on a one-way road and if you're not in a straight-shot sight, forget about it. Men don't have peripheral vision, so if you're not about ready to be ran over in his car on this straight-shot road, don't expect him to remember, or take you into consideration on certain issues. It might sound dumb, but I like it! ;) And it's true!

Note to self: Learn patience from those around you. Take lessons from the daughter buying jewelry for her mother. As you listen to her talk to her mom on the phone, take note that although the mom is clinically insane and can't make up her mind, the daughter's voice never once raises, nor does she get an irritated attitude like someone you know. When she says, "Mom, don't get heart palpitations over this; it's only a necklace," just laugh along with her. Realize that even though the daughter wants to reach through the phone and strangle her mom that you're now getting annoyed with, she remains calm and the issue is resolved--it only takes 45 minutes! I don't know about you, but yes, patience is a virtue; however, after 45 minutes, patience starts to become more of a vice. I apologize to the folks ahead of time...I'm learning patience, but things take time! ;)