Not ready to come home

I just got back from my summer vacation to Croatia. Two months went by fast! I'll post more pictures soon...

Fun Fact

Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht frist and lsat ltteer is at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we do not raed ervey lteter by itslef but the wrod as a wlohe. Ins't taht cool?

Where did all the men go?

First off, I'd like to preface this by saying I really wanted to avoid this topic. However, I read a very disturbing article about men wearing makeup and it really sent me over the edge. When did the men get so soft? And I mean that literally, I just met a guy who had a full body scrub done at Burke Williams. WTF? Men have invaded the salons getting their hair tinted, waxed and whatever primping and coifing they need. I had a date once with a guy who didn't want to eat any of the dessert because he was trying to "limit his calorie intake." And he wondered why he got the awkward side hug at the end of the night. But that wasn't as bad as the guy who I noticed had self-tanner streaks on his neck...check please! I love men who like to play sports (yoga and pilates doesn't count), who would freak out over wearing a $250 pair of jeans and who have no idea what a cleanse is. Frankly, I even like it when men smell a little bit. And if they want a tan they should go outside and work on the car, or the deck...or whatever there is to do. They just don't make men like George Clooney anymore. I'd like to quote Mary Poppins by saying he's "practically perfectly in every way."

Pining for Pretty Prints

Growing up in a household of women you learn a few things -- what good food is, the proper way to clean, how to pick the wrong man, and the importance of printed toilet paper. It was a sad day for my sister and I when we realized Angel Soft's 'Pretty Prints' toilet paper (a luxury we'd been accustomed to our entire lives) had gone extinct in the state of California. That is until I walked into the Gelson's in century city...hallelujah! I was so excited I grabbed as many packages as my little arms could carry. In fact, this discovery couldn't have come at a better time as I felt it was the perfect Easter gift for Theresa. My male friends mocked my find and were utterly confused to why a woman would want toilet paper as a gift. But ain't that men for you, always thinking they know what women want down there. As you can tell from the picture...success. I may not know a lot, but I know my sister.

How well do you know your neighbors?

So, I've been at home sick all week long -- thank god for 80's movies on TBS! I got to enjoy one film that I've always felt paralleled my life...The 'Burbs. I haven't actually discovered a crazy neighbor, but I'm always on the look out. For example, there was the time I thought the lady next door was the next unabomber. She never spoke to anyone and in the middle of the night a suspicious little man would drop a suspicious little black box on her doorstep. It turned out she was doing the zone diet. Then there was the time I thought someone had dumped a dead body in the dumpster -- it ended up being a very ...large ...doll. And then there was the time I for sure thought my neighbors were in a cult. That one I wasn't entirely off, they were in a pyramid group. After years of conspiracy theory's not panning out, it suddenly dawned on me...am I the weird neighbor? Who else spy's in the middle of the night, listens to conversations through vents, conjures up preposterous ideas and thinks being at home sick is the perfect time to check up on people? It seems as if what I've been looking for has been under my nose the entire time. I guess it's true when they say sometimes on the journey all you end up finding is yourself. In closing, I'd like to tell how wonderful my Tivo has been throughout this miserable cold. When torn that Overboard and Three Men and a Baby were playing at the same time, I found I could record one and watch the other simultaneously. AMAZING.

Moral Dilemma

A couple weeks ago some good friends from Seattle came for a visit. One of the guys (who will remain nameless) left these horrific Roca Wear shorts. As if this denim nightmare wasn't bad enough, he paired it with a neon green polo shirt and matching shoes. Yikes! The customary thing to do when someone forgets something is to give it back. However, I wonder if by doing that I am actually causing more harm. Wouldn't it be better to dispose of these and save him from being the fashion disaster he's become? Even in 1995, the hay day of jean shorts, I sincerely doubt these were flying off the shelves (or sale rack). What to do...what to do. I have three weeks until the boys come back to decide the fate of these shorts. I'm open for suggestions...

perla od tucepi

Today is my Baba Zorka's Birthday -- she would have been 84. This is a picture of her and I a couple of years before she died.

Baba,

Sretan rodjen dan! Ja zelim da csi jos sanama. Ja te ljubim i mislim na tebe svaki dan! Ja se nadam da me cujes...

voli te tvoja,

Tanja

Me in a nutshell

I did something totally out of characteristic today...I got my astrology chart done. I usually roll my eyes at these types of things but to my surprise I found my reading to be extremely accurate and fun. Much of my enjoyment is in no small part due to vanity (as I got a 16 page packet all about the complexity of ME). My Mercury Sextile Venus says "You appreciate aesthetics and have a fine sense of form, design, and beauty. You could develop great technical skills as an artist, designer, craftsman, or creative writer and are a great seller of objects of beauty." Sooooo true. "In love and romance, you often have glamorous fantasies that have little to do with reality." It looks as if my Neptune in the 5th house and my mother share the same opinion. But the most exciting bit of new information was finding out the reason why I attract Aquarius men (aka my arch nemesis) it is because my moon is in Aquarius. Note to self...be creative, and stop going out with men born between January 21st and February 19th.

Mary Engelbreits' Home Companion Magazine

Check me out in this months edition of

Mary Engelbreit's Home Companion Magazine

We got the cover!

Doesn't my hair look perfect?

It's a good thing...

Yes, I got to see Martha! This is the only picture I got with her :( I know she loved my t-shirt, it read: Martha Stewart Groupie and on the back: ...Its' a good thing! Seriously.

Having fun at CHA.Holly, Suzi, Michelle, Helle, Mary and me.