Let me begin this blog by saying that I am not a super fan of summer. GASP… I know. The summer is just so hot and sweaty and smelly and sticky. This is the time where “chub rub” becomes a major influence in your “ootd” and girls start wearing less and going out more #SorryDrake. I’ve never been the type that has to go tanning on the beach every weekend. I’ve never been the type that feels the need to visit a Tiki bar just because the weather is excruciatingly hot. I’ve just never been a summer baby… that is, before I had the option of opting into this lovely thing called Summer Flex Hours. Basically, the managers in the department gave everyone the opportunity of taking a day off, bi-weekly, throughout the summer. In return, everyone who opts in to taking Summer Flex Hours has to make up the 7.25 hours within the two-week span. I am ALL about Flex hours, and here is why:
- Increases morale & employee engagement
- Makes everyone a little more happy
- Employees have extra time to run errands, de-stress, or spend with family
- WELL DESERVED BREAK!
If I ever own my own business, I want to give my employees the ability to have a life outside of work. Leaving the house at 6am and not getting home until 7pm is not living. It is miserable. After a while of the long commutes, employees will burn out and disengage. Flex hours (summer or naw) have the ability to increase the productivity and job satisfaction. Of course, this isn’t the main root of happiness, but having the ability to manage your calendar with one extra day available to do whatever your beautiful heart desires, is a step towards happy.
Flexin’ on Friday
I spent my first Summer Flex day focusing on myself. Lately, I’ve been cranky and unhappy so spending a day loving yourself is critical. I woke up around 8am after I snoozed the 5:15am alarm that I stupidly forgot to turn off. Woke up with no plans for the day and no worries.
Around 9am, I decided to call Massage Envy to schedule an appointment that I have been putting off for months. Thanks to my best friend, I could spend $75 on whatever I wanted at Massage Envy. Since I love a good massage, I scheduled a 90 minute massage (and let me tell you—– it was SO worth it.).
SUSHI DATE W. BESTIE
After total relaxation, what is a better way to nourish your body than a Sushi date with your best friend? THAT’S A RHETORICAL QUESTION B/C THERE IS NO BETTER WAY.
Next stop was to my normal nail salon. I’ve been going to the same place since I was 14 and they know me by name. I kind of feel famous for that hour of ultimate girliness & let me tell you…. fame is overrated kids. After secretly texting my best friend the whole time talking about the changes in demographics throughout the nail salon, we were both dried and polished AF.
BOWLING W. BOYFRIEND
After a well deserved nap, I went over my boyfriends house. He made plans for us to have a bowling double date with his high school friend and her boyfriend. After playing three games and carrying our team during the couples tournament (ha), we called it quits. I’m surprised I was still up at that point. I had such a long day that I thought I’d be assed out by 9pm, but the old restless grandma stayed up till 2:30am! I still got it ! (not).
Moral of the blog is: love yourself & put your happiness first.
Okay ladies (and the one man that joined us during out experimentation of the latest fad)- You all know that wine sparks up some interesting outings. From BYOB restaurants to wine and cheese tastings, having wine in the name of your organization is the #1 branding success for females of any age.
For Mother’s Day, I surprised my Mom with a Groupon to a BYOB Wine & Painting event twenty minutes away from our house. I’ve heard her say countless times that she wants to try this new trend and would love if I came with her. So, as the perfect daughter I am (**princess emoji**) I decided to give it a shot.
We went to Christine’s Wine and Paint Studio in Keyport, NJ. If you live close to Keyport, I would highly recommend this. It is a really rustic, intimate little studio that makes you feel at home as soon as you step in.
** NOTE: if you want to try this painting studio out, call the owner Christine at (732) 328-2419 and ask if you can get the Groupon rate without going through Groupon. She will give you a discounted price without having to give Groupon half of the money she deserves. This is a little start up studio, lets spread the wealth beauties!
We starting with a clean canvas, open minds, and dirty aprons. The next step was my personal favorite… paint the canvas all black.
Next, we actually had to paint. I’ve never been an artist or decent at any creative artistic project (other than digital movie clips #ThankYouMacBookPro). However, I did pretty damn good! Watch the slideshow for play by play pictures of my painting experience.
If you think MY painting is good, you haven’t seen anything yet! My mom was the superstar during this class. I’m not sure if all of the other women had a little too much wine or something, but my Mom beasted her painting and in my completely bias opinion, had the best painting in the whole class. What a cute little Puerto Rican Artist.
All in all, it was an amazing experience and we will be back! Painting pictures and drinkin’ wine… who would have thought.
Busy weekends are filled with fun and excitement, love and joy, but most importantly, tired eyes on Monday for sure! This weekend was no exception. After the long weekdays come to an end, there is nothing more I want to do then lay back in my boyfriends bed, warm and cuddled up, stuffing my face with gluten free pizza from my favorite pizza place, binge watching Netflix (currently binge’ing OITNB because… who isn’t), until the inevitable time when I fall asleep before midnight and always before my boyfriend. This weekend instead, we had Friday plans.
Christopher, my boyfriend, and his best friend who I force to read my blogs (Hello Amber) wanted to see their favorite childhood band play. I know what you’re thinking… and no, it is not the Doddle-bops, though I wish it was… We went to see Taking Back Sunday play at the PNC Arts Center after work. Needless to say, I was EXHAUSTED (and cold but that came after the sun went down). Even though I don’t necessarily listen to the band, the concert was really good and I loved people watching.
Funny story time: We were sitting on the lawn, half way through the show and all of a sudden these three girls storm up to a couple that was sitting next to us. At first they caught my eye because they were three blonde bimbos and then I realized they were cursing so obviously I needed to ease drop. Suddenly, they start screaming, ” DID YOU REALLY F*CKING STEAL THIS?! YOU STOLE THIS BLANKET! YOU STOLE OUR BLANKET!”. The guy, who was this skinny little hippy man, started trying to talk them out of yelling… didn’t work. These girls ripped the blanket out from underneath them and stormed away. We come to find out that the guy saw the blanket “alone for 15 minutes” and then decided to take it, walk away from the spot where it originally was and use it with his girlfriend… sketchy. So, for me, that was better than the concert because watching someone getting yelled at for acting like an idiot is a pretty good time, ha!
My family is very odd. I know everyone thinks of family as a bunch of weirdos, but I am 100% spot on with my accusation. Rewind to two weeks ago. I texted both of my parents saying that on the day before Father’s Day I will be taking my little sister to Six Flags so that they can plan a nice date, just the two of them. Instead of doing so, my parents did not plan anything and decided that they wanted to go to a family party instead. The thing that baffles me is that even if there was no family party on that day, my parents would have never planned a date. They aren’t really people who like going out. Their type of “date” is taking my little sister to her basketball games, and then rushing to her soccer games, then rushing back to a basketball game and then out to dinner to eat. Thats what they do. That is who they are.
Anyway, on Saturday, I stuck with my plan and went to Six Flags with Angelina and Christopher. I actually really wanted to go on the new Joker ride that opened after Memorial Day this year. As soon as we got to Six Flags we were about to wait on line but then we realized how short every other line would be since everyone was waiting for The Joker. So, off to Nitro!
The day was really nice and it was extremely hot so there was sweat drippin errrrr where (everrrrrywhere.) So, we decided to cool off by going on the Log Flume. I used to love the Log Flume and hadn’t realized how old this ride was until we got stuck on it…. That’s right ladies & gents, we got stuck RIGHT BEFORE THE GOOD DROP! Here we are, all hot and bothered, excited that we are getting close to the sudden drop that will cool us off for the rest of the rides and “BAM!” our log hits the log in front of us… then “POW” the log in back of us hit our log! So we waited… and waited… and waited…. until official teenage workers came to escort us out of our log and off of the ride because something was wrong. It was exciting until I realized that I was still hot and bothered.
Being a gluten free goon, I rarely have the option of anything delicious while going to a theme park other than pop corn or a bag of chips. EVERYTHING has gluten.
E V E R Y T H I N G
So, I was super enthused when I saw this little cute sign saying GLUTEN- FREE! They had Gfree Mac & Cheese, Chicken Nuggets, Cookies, mmmmmmm. This is my happy place. I got a salad, because it seemed logical at the time though I really am pissed off at myself for not eating Mac & Cheese and my little sister got her favorite Six Flags snack…. a Corn Dog (super weird, I know.)
My Sunday will be a separate section since it was Father’s Day. My dad deserves his own post, for sure.
AKA: “Chris”, “Boyfriend”, ” Boob”, “Babe”
Christopher came into my life unexpectedly and now I can not picture life without him by my side. It is really difficult to let down my walls and be mushy because I typically am a solid bull, so lets see how this post goes.
We met through my older sister when she invited her friends over to our house on a Saturday night right before Father’s Day in 2015. Christopher was already drunk by the time he came to my house (bravo, buddy). My first thoughts were “God damn this guy is tall” & “Wow, this guy talks a lot”, but some how after that night I thought about the 6’4 goof that came over for the next couple of weeks.
After hanging out in a group setting a couple of times and having my best friend meet him (for good measure), I asked my sister to give him my number but to sneak it in his pocket so it wouldn’t be weird (like sneaking it in his pocket wouldn’t be weird or something…… ). The rest is self explanatory #tequila.
I have never loved someone the way I love Christopher. It is not something I easily say, especially when the first time I told him I loved him I said “I sort of think I love you”, but I can confidently say that I love this kid.
Although he has only been in my life for a year, he stuck through the most difficult, stressful, and depressing time of my life and offered me so much comfort that I could never fully thank him for. Our relationship isn’t perfect, because perfect is SO boring- but I am learning how to love and it’s workin out so far lmfao.
I appreciate him all day, errr’ day and hope he knows how much I care even though I don’t necessarily tell him all the time and I yell at him when he is too mushy. #ITSMYDEFENSEMECHANISM
Here’s to you Chris, enjoy the only mush you will get for at least another 6 months.
AKA: “Dev”, “Lint- Licker”, “Kid”, “D. Kenz”, “Weirdo”
There is one thing that anyone who knows me, knows. I have a best friend/ female soul mate that I don’t know what I would do without. When I was in elementary school I always wished for a friend like Shawn from Boy Meets World. Corey always knew that Shawn would always be there for him. Whether it was to hang out, get into trouble with, or go through life’s challenges, the one constant person in Corey’s life was Shawn. Fast- forward to 9th grade when I first met my Shawn. So full disclosure, I was an extremely ADHD teenager. No filter, no cares, extremely impulsive, and very loud. To paint you a little picture, I won three senior superlatives: “Loudest”, “Teachers Torment” , and “Class Clown”… I was that kid.
So, anyways- I have a terrible memory, but I do remember sitting in front of Dev in my freshman year religion class. Now, I have different views than typical Roman Catholic opinions and even as a teenager I was very vocal about some of the views that the school was built upon. In other words, this was the class where my jokes were top- notch. What better way to grow a friendship? It wasn’t until 10th grade that Dev and I started getting close. We both played softball and were super weird. She was awkward AF (& still is) and I thought it was the funniest thing (& still do). During the summer, I invited Dev to my family’s Wildwood vacation and thats where the foundation spread like a young woman’s contoured face.
High School 2008-2011
Internship Good-byes & Hellos
I have been best friends with Dev for nine years. We should probably celebrate an anniversary. I love my best friend, and I can’t wait to travel through life with her by my side.