Questionably Fabulous

I definitely do not like variables. I used to think I could tolerate change easily when it was unexpected. For example, if I was driving down the street and got a detour, I could handle that. In this situation it is clear that I could no longer take the route I was planning on and now definitely have to follow the detour signs. No problem. What I could not handle though is a detour sign that said “The road you were going to take is no longer available. You can follow our red detour signs but that may not get you to your destination on time. If you follow the yellow detour signs that may get you to your destination on time but you will need to pay a fine of $100. If you following the green detour signs then we cannot guarantee you’ll ever get to your destination but we will pay you $100. Also, signs along the way will change color and you’ll be put on whatever route we choose to put you on regardless of what you want or how you’ve laid out your day.”

Yea. I cannot handle that. And that is the way my life has been going recently…

So here is like, the God of all Dogs who Blog… Let me rephrase… I am the ONLY dog that my mom and I know about who actually writes their own blog but this dog is much famous-er than me cause his mom is much famous-er than my mom. As far as blogs go anyway, cause lets face it, my mom’s a pretty f-ing big deal.
I digress, just click on this blog, read it and sympathize with me people. I’m having a very Questionably Fabulous day!

So, I quit my job and here I am, my life is working out. And it’s as if I woke up one day and noticed I had a left hand and now every time I look down and see it I’m like “Holy Shit! I have a left hand! Where the hell did that thing come from?”

I’ve been working on the issue of shame lately. Or rather, I’ve been trying to not feel shame about certain things. I’ve been trying to tell people more about me, share more of my intimate secrets… The truth is some of those intimate secrets aren’t as secret as I think they are and some of them are kept hidden away for no reason. The problem? I cannot tell which is which and I tend to set myself up for disappointment.

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Last night my husband had the time of his life. For those of you who do not know him, he loves fire. last night on his way home from work Bryan saw a brush fire and slammed on his breaks and came to a screeching halt in his Honda Civic at the side of the highway. He jumped out and I think if there were a phone booth near by he’d have run in and changed into some tights and a red cape. Tearing into his trunk he used the only things he had on hand to put out the fire – his gloves.

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This past weekend I had a classic GNO only it wasn’t the kind of classic as I wanted it to be. This Girls’ Night Out was anything but fabulous, it was strange and twisted and confusing and full of puzzlement. And I wasn’t the only one who felt that way, two of my wildest and most regular of mayhem causers were along for the ride and all three of us kept saying things like:

Is this really happening?

Where are we?

Are you seeing what I’m seeing?

And the real question we ended up asking ourselves is: IS IT ALWAYS LIKE THIS AND WE’RE JUST USALLY WASTED OR ARE WE IN SOME KIND OF TIME WARP?

Oh Yea, I’m Crazy ~ QF Moment

Where Have the Muscles Gone? ~ QF Man

I appreciate the female form. I think straight women, gay men, and certainly the straight men and lesbians will all agree that a woman’s body is just simply beautiful. That being said, I may be in the minority when saying that less is not necessarily more. Sometimes MORE is more. As is more clothing can be more sexy. Am I alone?

Last week I went to San Luis Obispo’s Native Lounge for the fourth week of BOTS – Battle of the Salons – where Shannon McMillan and her husband Eric impressed us once again with their photography of hair in its purest artistic form – done up and sprayed to death. (Obvi I was there, where the else would I be on a Wednesday night in SLO-Town?)

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How Professional Is This? ~ QF Moment

Ok, so maybe “published” is a bit overzealous but I’m freaking over the moon about this. And yes, once you read the blog you’ll discover that I know these people and from that you can prolly figure out that they aren’t paying me – but I’m on my way people! LOL

I think I have found my inner fabulous!!!

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I just read two of the weirdest blog entries ever.  Ok, I exaggerate.  The blogs were not weird – the tale was.    Help the fact that these two (Part 1 and Part 2) entries on one of my favorite sites (www.selfabsorbed.me) are titled “Faking It” and that I, of course, needed to read it.  [...]

Snaggle Tooth ~ QF Moment

My husband to be is always saying that phrase right before he says something pretty profound.   Last night we were watching Paris Hilton’s My New BFF.  Ok. I was watching it and he was sitting on the couch with me and was making fun of it.  At one point there was a huge altercation [...]