Bob Kane

This is a picture of me and Bob Kane in Nashville.

So Very Long

Well, I don't know if anyone reads this anymore. It has been so incredibly long since I posted anything so I can't blame anyone for not reading. Truth is, I haven't read yours either and this is not a post that will be worth reading, really.

I was playing with Google+ tonight because I cannot sleep. I have to tell you, that program is very confusing and I cannot see it really taking off as long as it remains so unuser friendly. I'm probably missing something. Well, the point of mentioning Google+ is that is showed pictures that I had posted in my blog and I forgot all about them! Then that got me thinking that maybe I should update this thing more often so that those of you who do read (or check in at least) will know what I am up to.

Miss you all!
Tracie

I'll Call This Owen

So, in September I met this guy named Owen. He seemed really cool so I agreed to go out on a date with him. Well, then he started to get persistant and started to wierd me out and I didn't want to go on the date anymore. It was seriously to the point where I was sick thinking about actually going on this date.
I was about to call him to cancel and that thought made me even more sick than the thought of going out with him because I figured that would mean he'd continue pursuing until I finally went out with him. So, I decided that I would just go on the date so that I could tell him it was not going to work out.
So, the day of the date came and you know what? I had a really good time! The only problem with the date was that people kept staring at us. Owen pointed out that if I was to actually date him, that would be the response we would get any where we went.
It's about 2 months later and I'm still dating him! Funny, huh?
We were taking it really slow at first because I told him that I needed to get used to the idea of dating him. I never had an issue with the race thing, the only thing that caused me concern was the age difference as he is 39 and I'm 30. I told him that I was having a hard time with that because he was getting ready to leave his 30's while mine were just beginning, but I wanted to be sure that what I was feeling was not based on a number. So, we continued to get to know eachother and I was finally able to say that I am okay with the age difference. He may be 39, but he does not look it or even act like he's older than me either. I like that.
One night we were watching a Knicks game (he's a NY sports fan... something I might need to work on since he lives in Pennsylvania now) and he commented that he misses the days when Magic Johnson and Isaiah Thomas played in the NBA. I was about to tell him how old I was when they were playing but I stopped and told him that I won't tell him how old I was when they played. He laughed and told me that I was probably in diapers. (I wasn't)
Anyway, he's a good guy and I like him. We'll see where it goes.

Time for some updates! Starting with the Phillies.

Alright, first things first.
Last week, the Philadelphia Phillies made history by winning the WORLD SERIES for the first time in 28 years! The best part is that I even got to go and be there the moment the won! Well, sort of.
For game 3, I was going to watch from home. All alone with my cable free TV that has very bad reception. My friend Angel was down at the sports complex because she and a few other people (Hugo, Rick and Amanda) were at a Flyers game. About 30 minutes before the Phillies game started Angel called me and told me that I needed to come down to the city to watch the game with them at McFaddens (which is the bar adjoining the park). She didn't have to work hard because before I knew it I was showered and on my way down to the ball park.
I'm so glad I went because it was a really great game to watch and even more fun to watch with people who really wanted to see the game.
We watched the game while sitting in the patio area... all bundled up in our winter coats and everything!
When the game ended, Rick, Hugo and Amanda wanted to go home so Angel told them to go because she could get a ride back with me. (She and I are DIE HARD Phillies fans and EVERYONE knows it too). So, she and I ran up to the gates to be nearer to where the game was played. We were overwhelmed before the game when we were standing there because we realized that the WORLD SERIES was in our town and we were right there! So, after the game we ran to the gates again, but this time they were open, so we ran inside - just to be surrounded by the excitement then ran down the stairs to be as close to the field as we could get without being arrested. It was exciting because OUR PHILS were in the World Series and it was being played at OUR BELOVED field.
Oh, by the way, throughout the season, she and I gave different players fun nicknames. By the end of the world series the entire starting line up and a couple pitchers got their names too. The names will be my next post.
So, then the Phils won game 4 and that left game 5. If they won game 5 we would have fileted some Rays and won the WORLD SERIES.
At this point, my friend Brent came down from New York to be in Philly when they won. He is the BIGGEST Phillies fan I know. Seriously.
This is where it gets fun.
Monday
Angel and I decided to watch the game at the home of some of our friends in Roxborough (a section of Philadelphia). Brent joined us because he didn't have anyone else to watch the game with and he wanted to watch it with people who really wanted to see it. The 3 of us decided that in the bottom of the 5th we would drive down to the park to be there when they won.
Well, turned out to be a bad decision to watch the game with a bunch of people who didn't care about the game because they were just distracting. Seriously.
In the bottom of the 5th we decided to wait until the 6th before we went down. I don't remember why we did that but I'm glad we did because in the bottom of the 6th, they decided to postpone the game!
This was the first time in the HISTORY of the MLB that the World Series was ever postponed.
Needless to say, we were heartbroken

Wednesday
Take 2. This time we didn't care. We were going down to the city!
Brent, Flocco, Glenn, Angel and I all drove down to watch the game at McFaddens. After standing in line for 30 minutes we found out that there was a $40 cover to get it. That wasn't worth it so we decided to just listen to the game on the radio in the parking lot. Then Angel had the brilliant idea that we should go to the Wachovia Center (where the Sixers and the Flyers play) so see if we could get into the American Pavillion, the adjoining bar over there. We were not sure about it because it was the Sixers' opening night, but we tried it. We got in too! No problem. They just let us in. Angel and I were hungry (because the boys didn't pick US up anything at Wawa) so we decided to find food and we were even allowed on the concourse while the 76ers were playing! It was crazy. As we were looking for Crab Fries, we passed another bar, Finnegan's Wake, which was pretty much empty, so we left the boys there and went for our fries. When we returned, the boys were NO WHERE to be found but we noticed stairs going to an upstairs room, so we decided to go up there to look for the boys. We got upstairs and it was practically empty and that wasn't all! It was a CIGAR LOUNGE complete with comfy leather chairs and big screen TV's. Angel and I decided to stay and let the boys find us. They eventually called and came to join us. It was great! It wasn't crowded and we got to see the game while down in the city. Not just outside the city- We were within 200 yards of the park!
When the Phils won we of course went nuts with excitement and were soon outside to be part of the fun!

We are holding the first edition of the Philadelphia Daily News proclaiming a victory!

Front: Me, Angel

Back: Flocco, Glenn, Brent

The statue behind Flocco is Mike Schmidt. Anytime we are meeting up at the stadium, we meet in front of his statue. Naturally, this is where we went when some of us got separated from eachother. As we were waiting for our missing party, some girl actually went up to Mike Schmidt and gave him a blow job! After that, a couple cops stood guard. (Flocco was part of the missing party... this was obviously taken after the cops came to guard the statue)

Just a sample of the excitement within the crowd. Notice how everyone is hugging eachother! It was crazy the way everyone was friends, but things got ugly very fast. When people starting jumping on top of cars and swinging from the traffic lights, I told everyone we needed to go. (I didn't want to get sprayed with tear gas)

Thinking of Something to Write

I have been very quiet lately, but I think that is mostly because I have not been able to think of anything spectacular to write about.

So, I decided to end the silence and just write. I am sure my life has not been that boring!

About 2 weeks ago, I went to pick up my Bride's Maid dress and get it altered. I had not seen it before, nor was I fitted for it. I gave Jamie my measurements and she gave them to the seamstess and you know what? The dress fit PERFECTLY! I just need the hem shortened, but that is pretty standard.

Jamie did a great job picking it out too! It's a chocolate brown 2 piece. The skirt is floor length and and A-Line (YES!) and the top is strapless and is kind of gathered to the one side. It's very flattering. I tried it on and Jamie's future sister-in-law tried it on. I'm curvy (and a size 12) and Karen is a stick (and a size 2) and it looked great on both of us. I am excited about it.

Later that day Jamie and I went to David's Bridal and picked out some dyeable shoes. I went with 2 inch heals because I didn't want to be too much shorter than Jamie in the pictures. Believe it or not, I rarely wear heals anymore because I have a terrible time balancing myself... and because my neurologist told me that he better not catch me trying to wear them anymore. My shoe collection now is a VERY wide assortment of New Balance, Nike and Reebok.

This weekend I organized a trip to a Phillies game with EPIC. That was a lot of fun, though I was very disappointed that the regular attenders did not reach out to the new people. I pretty much took that role by myself and it made me feel horrible for the newer people! This is something that I am definitely going to address with my hospitality team. We can't have that.

Today I am at work. My assignment ended at the Pharma company about a month ago. So, now I am working at the home office recruiting recruiters in various parts of the country. If you ever get a random email from me looking for a way to network in a certain area of the country, that is what that is about. So, help me out!

Wow. This is really boring. I better quit while I am ahead!

Leaving My 20's by Celebrating the 1920's

I decided that for my 30th birthday this summer, I am going to have a Roaring 20's party.

How fun does that sound? Everyone will come in costume. The downstairs will look like a casino/speakeasy... the liquor will be kept on ice in the bathtub... Art Deco prints all over... jazz music playing. Maybe the Charleston... don't know about that as I can't dance.
Flappers, mobsters, tommguns, cigars and long cigarette holders.

Anyway, I am SO excited about it and now cannot wait until my birthday!

Knock Offs

I can't believe I am getting back on my blog just to write about my knock offs.

Point is, back in May, my friend Syreeta came out from Chicago to spend Memorial Day weekend.

On of the things I did with her was take her to South Street in Philadelphia (Andrea came with us). Of course I took her ALL AROUND Philly, but this story has to do with South Street.

For those who don't know, South Street is a street that has a lot of fun shops, Lorenzo's pizza (HUGE slices), cheese steaks, street performers, etc.

Well, the first store we saw was one Andrea and I had never seen before but it had a bunch of bags and it caught my attention, so we went it. Turns out it was a store full of REALLY nice knock offs! Seriously. And they were not expensive either.

I got a really cute and funky Dolce and Gabana, Syreeta a pink and black Prada and Andrea a Coach (I think she got that bag, can't remember).

Well, later that weekend Syreeta and I decided to stop by the shop again before taking her to the airport. This time I got a Coach purse and Syreeta got a red bag. I can't remember the designer. I was really excited about it because I realized that I can haggle on the price even! I got my new purse for about $7 less than the ticket cost! Woo Hoo!!

No one has been able to tell that my new purse it a fake and they are really shocked when I tell them that I got it for $25 and that it is not real. Really. It's a nice bag. This afternoon I looked up how to tell fake Coach bags and the only way you can tell on my bag is not real is by looking at the serial number on the inside. Good thing no one will be looking inside my bag! Haha!

Okay, so I told Trista that I was going to go back to this store to get a bag for her to use as a diaper bag so that she'll feel more at home in La Jolla (that is a very ritzy area of San Diego where she and Dan are living at the moment) and last night Andrea and I went down there and I got her bag! I got her a really nice tan Versace. I'll see her on Tuesday because she'll be back at my mom and dad's (I'll explain that later) and I cannot wait to give it to her!

While I was there I ended up getting a purse I can use for assignment interviews and a nice everyday bag too. Needless to say, I did not pay the sticker price either.

I am so addicted to these bags!

I do not speak Irish!

American Idols Part 2

Because you are asking for it, I was really excited that David Cook won, but I honestly did not think he would. I really believed that the 13 year old girls would have voted enough, but 12,000 votes proved me wrong!

I didn't watch the whole thing because I was watching Criminal Minds and the only part of American Idol I cared about was who won, so I tuned in for the last 3 or 4 minutes.

My Take on American Idol

Okay,

I think that David Cook deserves to win American Idol because he is BY FAR the most talented person in the competition.

However, I think the kid who is remaining will end up winning because he will have more of the younger females voting for him.

BUT- I think David Cook will rise up like the real star of the competition and will go on to do great things and the kid will fade into obscurity.

Come on! He's SEVENTEEN!!
He should stay in school where he belongs! Let him grow up first!

I Sparkle

Last night, Angel and I went to the Phillies game and we met a very interesting man who sat behind us.

He would not stop talking to us either! We tried to be polite, even though we really wanted to watch Chase Utley and not talk to him. But we would turn around and look at him when he talked to us. Then he told us that we make him "feel like a man" because we treat him with respect because we look at him and don't ignore him like most girls do.

He also told us that we were really nice girls and that Angel's name fit her because she was an Angel and that I had a personality that 'sparkles'.

Yeah, so I sparkle.