Envy Day

On most days, I'm pretty happy-go-lucky girl who generally loves her life.

But every once in a while I have a day where I cannot be satisfied with my life and a wave of angry irrational emotion takes over.

I call it "Envy Day."

It's a day where a co-worker shows up to work looking all hot and trendy like this:

(Note: This lovely blouse can purchased for over $225 here)

And I feel like a geek stuck in 2005, because I can't afford to spend $500 bucks a month on clothes.


It's a day where I can't be happy for my friend who's gushing over her upcoming trip to Greece that her lawyer boyfriend is paying for.

All I can do is be ticked that my husband has a normal corporate job. (Note: Love you honey!)


It's a day where I read blogs of stay at-home-moms in Texas or Wisconsin or wherever else is massively cheaper than California, living in houses that cost a fraction of the cost of my 1,100 sq. foot condo that look like this:

(Note: not a real blogger's home)

And all I want to do is sell my stupid condo and move to some other state that doesn't have oppressive real estate prices, but I can't because we're under water on it. Which makes me mad at all the people that get bailouts when I don't. So I refocus my envy at the Texas/Wisconsin/wherever housewives glamorously blogging away from suburban Pottery Barn paradise.
(Note: I understand that being a stay-at-home is not easy and often not even enviable... like I said above, the envy is irrational).


So I try to do what the Mr. tells me to do when I feel like this, which is to make a list of 10 things I'm thankful for. So I list, "my health", "my family", "my sweet husband", "the eternal love of God", "living in America", "blah blah, this isn't helping!"


Luckily the green-eyed monster subsides within a few hours or day and I go back to my normal, happy, content self. Realizing that all the envy was overblown and absolutely ridiculous.

And I just have to write that bad day off as "Envy Day."

Tell Me About You!

Hey all! I'm back from the lake... pictures will be up later this week. We had a great time!

I just saw that I now have 270 followers! Whoa! I remember back in November being so excited that I had 10! I used to religiously follow the blogs of all of my followers, but now I can't keep up with my Google Reader!

That said, I really want to get to know you all better, especially my newest followers.

So I'm going to do a fun little game... I'm going to tell you one unique/interesting fact about me. Then I want you to post a unique/interesting fact about you in the comments field (and link to your blog if it's there as well).

Here goes...

I still have two baby teeth. I was born without adult teeth for my "lateral incisors" (the teeth on both sides of my two front teeth). The teeth that are now next to both of my front teeth are actually canine teeth (which would normally be the pointy teeth in the third position) that moved over and have been shaved and capped. The canine teeth that I have are still my baby canines. That's why they are not pointy like normal canine teeth. See how tiny there are:


Apparently my baby canine teeth are strong enough to stay with me forever if I want to them to despite being much smaller and rounded than a normal canine tooth. 26 years old and still rockin' some baby teeth!

Still want to know more about me and my quirks? Check out these links:
- 20 Questions with Me
- Fun Facts from various blog tags: here, here, here, and here.

Now tell me about you! Post a unique/fun/interesting fact about you in the comments and if I find some really good ones, I'll post them and link to you tomorrow!

Is Blogging Dangerous?

Today I read that Newlywed Stilettos has closed her blog due to “some recent security concerns.” I don’t know what happened. But I am sad to see her go.



Reading of her departure, I began rethinking, “is blogging safe?”

Why rethinking?

Because I used to have a wedding blog (you can find it here, but it’s not as cool as this one).

I started my wedding blog for my friends and family, but I also hoped there were other turquoise brides, and San Diego brides, and just brides in general who could benefit from my ideas and gathered wedding wisdom. What started as something fun and inspirational, ended in a nightmare…

A workers union that was locked in a bitter labor dispute with my wedding venue and found my blog via Google. As way to “hurt the San Diego Hilton” they intentionally targeted my beautiful beach wedding upwards of 30 labor protestors with mega-phones, drums, and other noise-makers to protest Hilton’s labor policies. Because I stupidly had a blog chocked full of personal details, they were able to see the exact date, time, and location of the Wedding.

We found out five days before the wedding that this protest threatened to totally disrupt our Wedding Ceremony, Cocktail hour, our pictures, and the enjoyment of our guests at the hotel. Through tears, prayer, and political negotiation by my Dad, we managed to salvage the wedding ceremony and enjoy our gorgeous wedding, but not without a lot of heartache and drama.

After that experience I vowed not to use our first or last names on this blog, or give too many details about personal events. Despite blogging under a fake name, I’m sure if you clicked through enough pictures and links you could figure out who we are. And I guess that’s OK. I just can’t preserve my anonymity as much as the amazing Mrs. Newlywed does.



I have installed Google Analytics on my blog so I can see where people are finding me from (google search terms, linked sites, etc.). And I see where they are from, what ISP they are using, how long they stayed, etc. And from that I can tryyyy to spot funky behavior.
Yes, I’m talking to you, person from Don Mills, Ontorio at Nesbitt burns inc. who’s visited my blog 97 times in two months via my husband’s blog.




I love blogging and I love making bloggy friends; learning about all of you guys from your blogs and comments. But the thought of creapsters does occasionally cross my mind.

How about you? Do you feel safe blogging? Do you ever have concerns about being victimized because of your blog? What do you do, if anything, to protect yourself?