Izzyb Version 2.0

Hiatus

If you are a woman and you need a little pick me up, I highly reccommend taking a little walk by a construction site.  Is there anything more flattering than sweaty men in construction boots stopping what they are doing to check you out?  Perhaps there is.  But I'm feeling good. :)

To be honest, I feel good most of the time these days.  There was a line on one of my banners months ago that said:  "It's your life, what do you want it to be?"  And that is a BIG question to answer when you suddenly find yourself single at 40 after having spent more than half your life as part of a twosome.  There is this scene in the little-seen movie "The Women" where Meg Ryan starts putting everything she wants in her life on a corkboard because when you pinpoint what it is you want, it is easier to attain.  I haven't physically put together that corkboard but I have certainly done it mentally.

Whenever I imagined my best life, I saw two things:  water and running.  Water because I have always wanted to drink more water (being a diet pepsi drinker mostly).  It's silly really.  It's small and somewhat insignificant sounding. Yet for me it has tons of subconscious attachments.  Water represents...something I can't quite pinpoint.  But it's about more than just the obvious.  As for running, I have always aspired to run but never followed through because I could only run 30 seconds tops before huffing and puffing like a whore at a sailors' convention.  But those were the two words that kept popping up on my mental corkboard.

There are times in our lives when things align and everything seems easier to do.  Maybe it's because I am getting the hang of this single-mom thing.  Maybe it's because I met someone nice.  I don't know.  But all this to say that I have only water in my fridge now (save for wine and Strongbow because, come on!) and that I have started running.  I run because I can't help myself.  I have all this energy that needs to be spent and I just run!  I don't run far, but I sure can do more than 30 seconds now which is really fun.

So on that note, I've decided that I am going to take a bit of a break from this blog.  I haven't been able to write lately and that is due mostly on the fact that I don't want to.  I have people in my life lately whose privacy I would like to respect.  And I have my girls to blab about it with.  I am happy right now.  I want to keep that for myself a little longer.

This is not to say that the urge will not come to write, but for now, a little hiatus.

Write soon!

Izzyb xxx

Totally Digging

Empire State of Mind by JayZ and Alicia Keys.  Not a big fan of rap but the melody and Alicia's vocals are sick!*

Note:  that's right, I said sick.  Because I'm cool like that... :)

The Izzies & The MVAs '09

So I'm on the trampoline doing a little exercise, intending to stop to watch the MVAs but you know, let's listen to Madonna talk about MJ and jog a little longer...

Okay, so I was touched.  That was a good speech.  I may not agree with the "his music makes you think you can fly..." blubbering but cute story about them going out.  And yes, okay, I agree his music is pretty darn good and I ended up staying on that trampoline a lot longer than expected.  Yeah, perhaps I will introduce Ollie to his stuff.  Certainly he would enjoy Thriller my little Halloween-loving boy.

Okay, so WTF is Lady Gaga wearing???  I bet even Madonna thinks it's too much...

Also, totally have a crush on Russell Brand.  That's right, I said that.  On the other hand, very over Taylor Lautner.

Oh wow...  I guess Kanye West is officially the biggest douche bag ever.  Taylor Swift is young and sweet and that move is going to cost him.  Horrible man.

Alright, question:  love me some Coldplay, but Viva La Vida is rock???

Lady Gaga.  Okay, you know what?  I love her.  Her tunes are fun and she's never boring.  Plus Paparazzi is my favourite of hers.  Is she freakin' bleeding?  See?  Entertainment.  She's a NUT JOB!

Oh, I swear to God if I hear about any more about Meghan Fox being hot I will puke.  Bleh...

Alright, come on.  What is Lady Gaga wearing NOW???  Mother of ...

So Britney wins over Beyonce for best pop video.  I bet she's thanking her lucky stars that Kanye is nowhere near her.

Billy Bob of Green Day invites the crowd on stage.  And somewhere an MTV producer is having a heart attack.

Opinion time:  Beyonce is gorgeous.  That is a fact.  And she sure puts on a good show.  But she dances like she's on crack.  Great song though!

Eeeeeeewwww...  What is JLo wearing???  That's a long way from her green cut-down-to-there dress...

Really?  So Eminem wins for best rap video for that rehash of the same video he always makes.  REALLY?

So you win an MVA and you are dressed like THAT?  Lady Gaga, that's too much even for you.

Now they have Pink singing up in the air on some contraption with a pastie on her nipple and doing acrobatics.  I guess it's the battle of the divas tonight?  Damn!  My PVR stopped recording in the middle of that.  Did she fall?

Now Lady Gaga is wearing a straw nest on her face.  WTF?

Awwww...  Beyonce is such a lady.  Good for her.

And then closing the show, Mr. Beyonce.

And I am going to bed and seriously considering the fact that perhaps I am getting too old to stay up and watch award shows live...  Yawn.

Get a (chat) Room!

Okay so I can say with 100% honesty that up to now I have been a very, very good ex-wife.  I let the dude do his laundry at my place once in a while.  I suggest he use my house while I am away, I let him use half my basement as storage.  I don't nag too much unless it's really called for.  I sent him leftovers.  I listen if he needs to talk.  I even have given him my 2 cents on the new girlfriend WHEN ASKED.  I have been very understanding when those child support cheques have been late.  Listen, it's over.  I am not pinning. I am dating which is good, but not looking to share my house with a man.  What do I have to complain about (other than having no time for myself or being exhausted all the time - but I reserve that for this blog ;)?

When ex-man let it be known (and I use the term loosely because passive aggressive people have a way to hint just enough that you will ask) that he was seeing someone, I reacted in a very unexpected way (unexpected to me at least) in that I felt nothing.  And when he let me know that it was "exclusive", I looked inward and thought:  "Nope, nothing".  When he went public with this relationship via Facebook, I thought:  "What a tacky thing to do!"  but you know.  Someone else's problem.  Today though, I draw the line.  There's like outright PDA on his wall and you know what?  Enough.  I mean, SERIOUSLY, f*** each other's brains out for all I care because I couldn't (incredibly surprisingly) give a shit.  I just don't need to SEE IT.

I don't feel any ill will against this person because why should I?  But is it just me or does that not scream of sticking it to the old wife?  Because honestly, be careful what you ask for.

Ryan Reynolds. No really.

I am well aware that for the past while this blog has been severely lacking in content and I don't mean only in terms of how often I post but also the quality of what I post.  This is due mostly to one thing.  In a nutshell, while my life has gotten considerably more social this summer, I am really weary of writing about it.  So, instead, I write movie reviews because I don't know what the hell else to write.

If I were to explain properly, I'd say that I am a tad paranoid.  Here's the thing.  I go on a date, write about it and next thing you know the guy reads on the internet about how bad his breath is.  You see where I'm going with this?  Truth be told, what's the likelihood of that ever happening, right?  I mean, I don't greet people by saying:  "Hello, my name is Isabelle and you can find my deepest and most superficial thoughts at izzyb.com".  But on the other hands, I get freaked out on a semi-regular business by someone telling me "Oh yeah, I read your blog, yada, yada...".  Someone I would never have expected to find on here.  Uh, like this girl who briefly dated my ex-husband this past winter.  Hello?!!!  Or people in freakin' California.  And I don't expect this because I hardly ever get comments on my post.  Which I guess I understand since I read a good amount of blogs per day and never comment.  I don't really fully understand how this whole blogosphere works and I guess I should.  Needless to say, I feel like I need to thread carefully at times to avoid hurting someone's feelings.  Oh not in a "I hate Tim Horton" or "Michael Jackson is dead and I don't care" or "Crocs are the shoes satan makes really horrible people wear in hell as punishment" kind of way.  More in a "Wow, that guy was really unattractive!" way.  Because say I did write that about guy A, guy B might think I'm referring to him and never call back.  Not to mention guy C might think "Wow, I wonder how far that alphabet goes..."  You know what I'm saying?

I specifically changed my blog address to avoid this.  To be freer to write.  Yet I find myself unable to speak freely and unable to figure a way around this.  So I guess that leaves the movie reviews.  On that note...

Watched "Adventureland" tonight. Quite enjoyed it as a Saturday-Night-Up-North piece of entertainment.  One thing is very clear though: in a cast of average looking people, Ryan Reynolds stands out like a shiny piece of man-candy.  That man is some kind of fiiiiiiiine!

Mother of God!!!

Going to bed...Just going to have a quick look at Perez before bed and I see this:

This is what I see right before drifting to dreamland???  Somebody up there is loving me right now!

Sweet Dream indeed!

Big News!

I have BIG news.  HUGE news!  This is honestly going to turn your world upside down.  Are you ready??

 

After 10 years of drink Mochas at Starbucks on an almost daily basis, I have SWITCHED drinks.  I KNOW!  The grande, non-fat, no whip, no foam, half-sweet mochas are no more!  I have now switched to cappuccinos.  Just cappuccino.  Plain and simple. No instructions.

 

I feel like this is a very significant metaphor for my life.  Finally at a stage when I trimming the fat (figuratively), getting rid of “complicated”.  My drink is simple yet strong.  Just the way life should be.  Isn’t that great?

 

Now aren’t you just thrilled I shared that?

Seriously

Still listening to Kings of Leon like, every time I am in my car or near some piece of electronics that plays music.  And perhaps I didn't need to reiterate my obsession with them but it sure was a good excuse to post a photo...  Because seriously, how cute is their lead singer!

A Poll

You can set your watch to it.  If you hear a bunch of girls talking and giggling at work, it's 4pm.  Never fails, we all get giddy around that time and the subject of conversation always seem to turn saucy.   Today's topic of conversation: you are dating someone new, haven't slept together yet.  What's the best scenario for that to happen?

a) You have fooled around several times over the course of dating.  Every time, upping the ante.  One night you are at his or your place, macking out, and this time you graduate to the next step...the bedroom

b) All you have done so far is kiss.  Good long kisses goodnight but nothing else. One night, the electricity gets the better of you and he throws you on the floor/counter/kitchen table.

c) First time you want everything to be perfect.  Grooming, lingerie,setting, protection...  You plan a weekend getaway or the first sleepover where it's understood (while perhaps not said out right) that you will be sharing a room and not just to sleep

I have a definite answer for this one.  I'll show you know mine if you show me yours.  Answer that is... :)

KOL

 

I hate to jump on bandwagons.  So much more fun to discover something before it gets popular, isn't it?  But let's be honest bandwagons happen for a reason.  If there is a fuss being made, it's usually because whatever is creating that fuss is worth a listen / viewing.

On the other hand, coming to the party late has its advantages.  Because say you develop a major crush on an artist like I did Katy Perry.  I listened to her album a gazillion times until I got sick of it which is just about the time she became ultra famous and her songs were on ALL THE TIME.  Ugh.

So this is all to say that I am jumping on that bandwagon and finally totally into Kings of Leon and after digging their current single "Use Somebody" a million times on the radio, I finally downloaded the whole album.  Playing it obsessively.