last night i went to hot yoga again. this time i was much more hydrated and prepared. another new adventure with a good friend :) thats what life is all about.

i am back on the major workout/diet bandwagon. to get healthier and lsoe those last few pounds? yes. but more importantly because I plan on being somewhere hot in the beginning of August and need to look good, lol. I can be totally shallow - deal with it.

I am now considering cutting alcohol out until then. this has caused me great distress, as i recall of the fantastic moments of my life and most of them have invovled alcohol. that is so sad. let's review some of the top ten Dawn moments and the alcohol involved):

1. Getting locked in my trunk at a DMB concert in order to demonstrate my inner latch which allowed me to pop out (mike's hard iced tea - i know, i am a lightweight)

2. Dancing on the bar at Hogs and Heifers (espresso martinis, white wine, shots of blackhouse, corona - and yes, I did throw up , a lot)

3. Dancing on a pole at Jet in Vegas with birthday cake sunglasses, and it was not my brithday (day drinking - a lot- , cranberry and vodka, patron)

4. Pouring cups of water on myself while "Welcome to the Jungle" palyed at Rehab in Vegas (strictly 4 liters of vodka lemonades)

5. A night which shall remain a secret (well excluding the 4 people involved) - (a bottle of white wine, for me)

6. Lady Gaga + a garbage can + Dawn's infamous need to always pee (white wine, espresso vodka and a broken cell phone later)

7. The Ritz, hot sweaty gay boys and myself and then passing out in my bathtub and waking up in ice cold water (white wine and what i would like to believe is a roofie)

there are so many other moments, perhaps some I am too embarassed to now write.

I don't know if I can ban alcohol from my life. That is such a sad statement in retrospect.

i dislike selfish people. a lot. i really do not like people who you basically throw yourself out there for who fail to reciprocate -ever. friendship a two way street.

put that in your juicebox and suck it.

that my bitching for the day and now I feel more positive energy flowing in. thanks.

last night dom and i decided to hit up hooters for some beer and wings ...ummm yummm....and we are sitting there eating our wings when a group of guys sitting next to us interrupts us and asks if we are twins. really???? we don't see it. at all. dom was clearly offended (ps thanks for that one dg :) ) and I was just baffled, lol. Anyone care to give their input?

I am still laughing over it though, because these guys were dead serious and surprised when we said no.

SO.....after a long week last week, and a somewhat emotional for me ....Greg decided we should go to the beach on Sunday....something that is unusual for him since he is not such a beach person....he likes the beach but he has the attention span of a four year old with ADD and no Ritalin and cannot lay on the sand for more than 10 minutes without getting antsy. I on the other hand have a Jewish gene which allows me to lay and tan for approximately 8 hours at a pop. easy.

So i jumped at this moment to make my yellow like skin color a little bronze.

We started on our journey and of course stopped off to get some delicious Italian hero sandwiches. Nothing says love like "let me flaunt myself in a bikini after eating a 12 inch semolina bread hero filled with chicken cutlet, fresh mozzarella, prosciutto and red peppers"

We get to the beach, eat half of our heroes and I am now ready to read and nap....I am laying on my back for a bit trying to be unhealthy and get a nice burn (whatever, I know it is bad for me but so is drinking 7 cranberry and vodkas in an hour and that has never dissuaded me)....I then start to get some lower back pains which are delicious and flip onto my stomach....well dear Lord in heaven ...thank Goodness I did!!! Approximately 3 minutes of stomach time and all of a sudden I get wet ..As I am about to start bitching about kids splashing buckets , Greg goes "Oh my God, a seagull just crapped on the towel" ....Well the towel, my friends, is not the only thing that got crapped on...so did my magazine, book, back, butt, and leg! Deliciously nasty! I entered into total girl mode and started sqirming and making vomit noises....Greg had to wash me off because I literally started panicking. normal, no?

Just one of the girls....

So those words were spoken by my dear beloved Greg! lol

Last week, I was in desperate need of a mani/pedi/wax session because I started top resemble a wild animal. Greg decided he wanted his pre-summer pedicure so he joined me. We sat 4 chairs apart and bbm'd each other commenting on various people in the salon - as it was packed at 10 pm....I finished up before him and went into the back room to get my beard taken care of - yes, I am comfortable with saying that. As I layed there I heard Greg giggle as the lady scrubbed the bottom of his feet - and I mean giggle . His feet are so ticklish and this became readily apparent as he laughed harder and harder causing all the girls in the place to crack up. Ahhh, that's my boy!!!!

To top it off as he dropped me off afterward, he goes "Baby I had fun getting a pedicure with you, it's like I'm just one of the girls" Insert lots of laughter on my part right now.

I am a proud mama

I have to blog about this because I am extremely happy. Happy for my friend. My best friend. I am happy for his great accomplishment. He has come so far and has made extremely proud of him. His accomplishment is great. We have seen each other grow in the past almost three years in many ways. He is great person with an undeniably great heart, and I am ever so thankful to have him by my side for so many of life's events - good, bad, indifferent. But this week, he made me proud. And he made himself proud - this I know. And for that, I am so happy for him. He deserves all that is good in life and he is well on his way to leading a most wonderful and fulfilling life. I am so proud of my best friend. :)