Serenity In The Pacific Northwest
I am back from the Portland area. Loved it. As I did Seattle. I was shocked people leave their doors unlocked in the Vancouver, WA area. That can’t happen in Orlando. Yeah, Mickey Mouse’s home is crime-ridden. I thoroughly enjoyed the whole getting to see New Moon early experience, especially because it was for a good cause: Cancer research. I was also reminded I am not a Twilight fan. After a while, I was Twilighted out and felt like I might punch the next person who swooned over Edward. I enjoy the series, but I hate the obsession. I’ll probably head out to the Pacific Northwest when my friend does the same event for Eclipse, tho

Milk This, Glut That
It’s been two weeks and a few days since I banished gluten and milk from my diet. I feel fantastic. So, after years of dealing with certain horrid symptoms and listening to doctors who swore I’d have to be on certain pills for the rest of my life, I have found the way to feel better. Maybe someone should issue me an MD diploma. Seriously. And the kicker is that the transition was not even that hard. It was all about finding what had gluten and dairy and finding alternatives to those things. I didn’t have to give up that much. These days, there is cheese, bread, yogurt, and all sorts of other stuff out there. It’s incredible.

Funny Face
There is no way I can say this and have it sound less than awful. I have nothing against ugly people and think we are all beautiful in some way, but it is ridiculous to try to pretend like there aren’t people that are ugly by most standards. Okay. Enough with the preamble. A friend of mine is dating a really ugly guy. REALLY. I think I would feel sorry for saying this if he was nice, but I don’t like him, so it makes it easier. NOTE: I am not saying he is ugly because I don’t like him. His ugliness would be a fact even if I adored him. NOTE #2: Despite the fact that I think he is an a-hole and that I think she is in it for the wrong reasons, I still wi

Seeing Red
It was time to change my hair. I am now a redhead again. It’s such a simple change, but it is amazing how it makes you feel different and refreshed. Natalia 2.0 Today, I m grateful for: Not listening to stupid people years ago who said that changing my hair colour after a certain age was a demonstration of lack of maturity. Seriously, just because you never looked good in any other shade! Jealous people with stupid rules about what makes us mature.

That’s How I Roll
Last minute travel plans. My friend April is putting together a fundraising event for a children’s cancer research foundation. The event itself is an early screening of New Moon. WOOT! This is all going on in Vancouver, WA, where she lives. This is also mega close to Portland, which I have been meaning to visit. Ergo, me on a plane next week to jet over to the Portland area to take part in the fundraising and to get to see New Moon early without fighting the masses of hormone-crazy tweens. Double woot. Also, since I’m heading out there anyway, I am making it a long weekend so that April and I can do some exploring of the a