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Analyzing Me: Looking on the bright side

It's Monday night and I feel like I can't wait for the weekend. I don't know why I feel like this but I just do.

In the meantime, I hope you enjoyed your weekends despite the rain. Mine was good. No drama. Just the way I like it. Too much drama is not good for the soul. Besides, who the heck wants to be surrounded by constant negative energy? 
I sure don't. 
For once in my life, I am trying to look on the brighter side of things (although, Richard would say otherwise). After this past year, I think I can afford to see things in a more positive light rather than negative. Since, I have reached the age of 30, I have found myself doing a lot of thinking. And I mean A LOT of thinking. I think so much sometimes that my brain feels like its going to explode! But that's just me being my usual quirky self. 
That's funny. Growing up, I always thought of myself as an outsider. I mean I had friends but I was never "down" with them. At least that was how I felt.…

Quest To Getting Back On My Horse #18

*sigh*

Hi guys. I hope you are enjoying yourself on this nice Friday night (Okay now it's Saturday).

By now I had hoped that Quest #17 would have been my last blog entry in my job search series. However, things didn't work out that way. I am still looking for work and have entered the Back to Work program within the past week. This one is part of Goodwill. So far I have let myself be duped into thinking that this program is helpful. Now, I am fully aware that one can't expect things to fall into your lap, but this is ridiculous.

They make sure that you are getting the full experience. They give out clothing, hair, and food vouchers. In addition, they "help" you with housing and medical issues. I have partaken in the hair voucher. Let's just say that I was not pleased with what I received. Apparently, if you are a Goodwill recipient, you are only allowed to get a wash, blow dry and flat iron your hair. This was a huge fail as in that I have coarse hair. Humid…

8th Year Anniversary Meal

Hi guys,

Well, just to get you up to speed....Richard and I's anniversary was on the 3rd. We had plans to celebrate the next day. I had cooked dinner that consisted of chicken parm, baked ziti and the potato salad. Unfortunately, the day didn't go as planned as I spent the whole day cooking. Since I was a novice, I chose to finish making the meal instead of making an empty promise. 
Suffice it to say, he was appreciative but because I spent the whole day preparing the meal, it took away the time that we wanted to spend with each other. Around 10ish we had dinner. Afterwards we were greeted by guests. I wasn't aware that he had invited them over during the course of the day. An argument ensued and I stormed off! 
The anniversary was ruined! I was made at him and at myself (okay maybe a little at myself). He told me that  he would have been content with just the two of us and watching movies rather than me going through all the effort, stressing myself out, and wearing a dr…

Cooking With GeeJay!: Making of a Romantic Dinner For Two - Italian Style

Well, hello there.

Thanks for joining me on another segment of 'Cooking With Geejay.' This week, I am preparing a meal for my beloved. Tomorrow is our 8th anniversary and I decided that I wanted to cook a dish in honor of our love. All week long I have been racking my brain, trying to figure out what to make. Just then, he made the decision easy for me. 
He said, "Make the dinner that has brought us together. The one that has meaning to us." 
The dish that we used to eat at Sbarros on our trips to Kings Plaza. Our favorite dish, baked ziti with chicken Parmesan. Yummy goodness. 
On our dates, we used to eat at the restaurant before seeing a movie. We would sit and talk about things. This was the first time that I realized just how much I was into him despite some difficulty in the beginning. We talked about what we wanted to do. Our hopes and dreams. We talked about whether or not the movie would be good or not. It was those moments that we miss, because the theater…