Picture of the Day

My little man, Zimba. He's really grown since I first got him three and a half weeks ago. (he went from 3 to 4.7 lbs) Nowadays, he's scratching at the door to let me know he has to go outside. I never thought I would feel proud of a puppy taking a dump on my backyard lawn. I also didn't think I would fall so in love with my tiny little pup. I often laugh at people who think he's super small because I never noticed, he seems larger than life to me. He's got a great personality and he's full of energy.

Law Review

I made it.

I realize now that I'm a workaholic. I can spend 10 hours in front of a computer working and think nothing of it. In fact, being at this pageant all weekend has made me crave working even more. I hate idleness. I hate sitting around doing nothing. After working billable hours during the summer, I have become absolutely obsessed with time. I am more discerning about how much time I spend on work and people.

My obsession with time is a blessing and a curse. It is a blessing because I am more aware of how I spend my time and invest it according to importance. It is a curse because I know people who live outside of my profession don't understand how I could spend so much time working. I guess the misunderstanding is mutual because I can't understand why outsiders spend so much time not working.

I don't have time to talk about time,

P. Manolos

Picture of the Day

My little man. He slept on my lap during the movie tonight. Who knew love from a four legged friend could be so pure and fulfilling?

Sleeping Beauty,

P. Manolos

Today's Obsession

Dolce & Gabanna Leopard Print Platform pumps. Half the price of a pair of New Christian Louboutin platform heels. Only difference? The label. Only problem? I still want the Christian Louboutin platforms. I'm on a quest to find a pair priced around $400.00. 

Today's Obsession

Let's be frank here. When it comes to finances, I believe in spending more on less. We're all going to die and our savings accounts can't come with us so why not live life to the fullest? I'd rather eat spaghetti for a week than wear knock offs, therefore the must have Chanel sunglasses with rows of pearl agate on the side is my must have of the season. I plan to purchase a pair as soon as my last firm check comes in this week.  I dare not say how much it costs. 

CHANELling my inner Jackie O,

P. Manolos

The Thing

I got a bit of a shocker last night. I was trolling on facebook as I usually do when one of my friends left a comment on my page about my competition preparation. I clicked on his page to return the comment when to my utter disbelief I saw that his status had changed from absolutely nothing to  "In a Relationship with XYZ". 

No big deal right? Well, the only thing is a little under one year ago, I had a crush on this guy. I thought I had correctly read all of the signs he gave me and put myself out there asking him if he liked me too. He said  I was attractive, but no, he wasn't interested in a relationship and definitely not one in the circle we ran in. 

So I was a bit crushed at first. I avoided contact with him only to find myself seeing Mr. Passion. After Mr. Passion crushed ever fiber of my being Casper came back to support me as I mended a broken heart. It was only this summer when he announced to me his strong feelings for a girl that he had only known for a couple of weeks and how he would do whatever it takes to get into a relationship with her.  I didn't believe him, after all he was known for his status as a huge player and for a fear of commitment. He slept with a different woman each week and didn't find anything wrong with his adversity towards love and commitment. You can imagine my jaw drop when I saw that his status had changed. I didn't know what was worse, the fact that someone who didn't really want a relationship had fallen into one so easily or the fact that I wasn't a compelling enough to be the one who changed his mind.

One caveat-  I don't have any feelings for Casper at all anymore. I'm very happy with our friendship. I am, however, confused and left in a daze. So many failed relationships in the past year. My five year relationship with Mr. Safety, my few month relationship with Mr. Passion (who btw is still with his girlfriend of a couple of months) , my short stint with Mr. Bland ( a guy so blah he can't even decide if he wants to be with me or not) and let's not forget Mr. Impossible who after a few dates has left the scene of the crime altogether.

A pattern is  a reliable sample of traits, acts, tendencies, or other observable characteristics of a person, group, or institution ( courtesy of Webster's Dictionary). As children we learned in math class how to discern numeric patterns and categorize them by their similarities. If you say 2, 4, 6, 8 and were asked what should come next, you should respond "10" because the pattern consists of even numbers or an increase by two. 

Had my dating life become a pattern of unsuccessful relationships? Each one relates to the other by failure, and the lack of something that a man needs in order to commit. I find myself at a loss for words when I realize that so many women find themselves effortlessly in fulfilling relationships while I hope that he will at least be kind enough to call me at the end of the day. All of the negative feed back and leaves me to conclude that there is a thing that I lack that most women are born with. 

The "Thing"

That thing that makes something click in a guys head and makes him want to be with her. That thing that makes him think about her every second of the day and gives him the sinking feeling when she doesn't respond to his phone calls or his emails. That yearning and desire they have to nest near them and be a part of their lives- to support them in bad times and celebrate the good.

If we are all made in God's image, then did he forget to install something before I came out of the womb? What is it about me that insures an endless pattern of unfulfilling relationships, heart break, and mind numbing lonliness? Am I broken or did I not enter this world without the thing in the first place?

Well, I'm off to the movies. My sweet puppy, Zimba, is passed out next to me. I hate to wake him up to go for a walk but I want to make sure he has all his needs met before I leave for the evening. God knows I wish I had someone to do the same for me.

SomeTHING is missing,

P. Manolos

The Perfect Man

I had no clue how compatible Zimba and I were until I conducted a little research....

1. Miniature Pinshcers (a.k.a minpin) are known as the single person's dog. They stay loyal to only one or two people in their entire lifetime.
2. Min pins are full of character
3. Min pins are stubborn
4. Min pins respect authority- any lapse in authority and they will take over as leader of the pack over their masters
5. Min pins are loving