Now you know my ABCs...

Since everyone in the blogosphere is doing it.... Here are my ABCs:


A. Age: 27

B. Bed size: California King - With me being 5 feet nothing, I certainly don't need the length, but hubs is 6'3"... yet he still manages to push me into a tiny corner of the mattress while he sleeps diagonally.

C. Chore you hate: Bathroom duty... especially now that I'm preggers.  I get nauseous just thinking about it.  One time during the first trimester, I kept throwing up WHILE I was cleaning the toilet, so I eventually gave up and made Matthew finish the job.

D. Dogs: 2 English bulldogs - Harry & Marv

E. Essential start to your day: Snoozing for at least an hour, then snoodling for 5 minutes, and a glass of ice water

F. Favorite color: Cerulean Blue. Google it.  It's quite a relaxing color.

G. Gold or silver: Silver.

H. Height: See B above... 5'0"

I. Instruments: voice, and a little bit of the piano

J. Job title: Community Manager

K. Kids: 1 in my belly.... Baby T.

L. Live: Bay Area, CA

M. Mom’s name: Amy

N. Nicknames: Aub, Aubs, Brey, Brizzle, Brey-cheese..

O. Overnight hospital stays: Luckily I've never had to stay at a hospital overnight.

P. Pet peeve: I want to think that I am a very tolerant person and that it takes a lot to annoy me... but I can't stand it when ladies wearing heels can't walk properly (I know you've seen them before).  Don't try to rock shoes you can't handle... or at least practice before going out in public! (OK... I probably have been guilty of looking like those ladies after a long night in a cheap pair of stilettos... but still!)

Q. Quote from a movie: "That's my sweetheart in there. Wherever she is, that's where my home is."
 
R. Right or left handed: Left.

S. Siblings: 1 older brother, Ryan.

T. Time you wake up: Lately Baby T has been waking me up every morning at 4AM on the dot!  I don't get out of bed until around 6AM though...

U. Underwear: VS

V. Vegetables you dislike: Brussel sprouts... gag.

W. What makes you run late: Not knowing what to wear... I can spend hours trying on different outfits and am never satisfied.  Also, I tend to underestimate how long it takes to get from Point A to Point B.

X. X-Rays you’ve had: I guess just dental xrays... unless you count airport security.

Y. Yummy food you make: Nothing.. I suck in the kitchen.  Well, Matthew would say I make yummy stuffed mushrooms and I like my fetuccine alfredo... but otherwise, I only stick to PB&J.

Z. Zoo- favorite animal: The cassowary.

Friday Foto: I love Britney.

... and I'm not ashamed to admit it.  I have been a Britney Spears fan since the MMC days.  MMC (and Kids Incorporated) were two of my favorite shows growing up!  I wanted so badly to be on either of those shows.  In fact, I'm convinced that if my parents gave me dancing lessons as a kid and we lived in Florida, Christina Aguilera's story to fame would have been MY story.  (Don't worry, I know I'm delusional)

Anyway, everyone in high school knew how much I loved Britney.  I know she's not the best singer or dancer, but she was gorgeous and sang the most entertaining songs.... and I wanted to be her.

Check out my desktop background of 2001:

(Yeesh -- talk about a bad photoshop job!)

Every year, during our annual school Talent Show, I performed whichever song was the latest Britney hit.  Don't believe me?  Here's a terrifying fierce picture of me performing "Stronger" my senior year. 

Oh yeah... I had back-up dancers, too :)

In college, I was in an a cappella group (this post is just making me sound cooler and cooler, huh?).  We had to audition for the solos of songs and I was basically on cloud 9 when I won the solo for "Toxic".  We even recorded it for our CD, too.  Wanna hear?!?!?!

Anyway, the point of this post is basically for me to say how utterly EXCITED I am that Glee is having an ALL-BRITNEY episode next week!

I liked their Madonna and Lady Gaga episodes... but their songs didn't impact me the way Brit-brit's songs did:  

Freshman year in college I gained the "Freshman 15 25" during my first semester!  It was her album "Britney" that helped me stay on that Stair Master for 60 minutes on level 10 everyday, and gave me the motivation to be healthy again.  (Obviously I've stopped listening to that CD because have you seen me now?! Blegh.)

Britney will forever be one of my favorites (discounting the years 2004-07, though I always knew she would make a comeback).

Next Tuesday could not arrive faster...

I Have a Fear of Holes

I was inspired by Jen and LoaDW who recently wrote about their irrational fears to write a post of my own on the same subject.

For the most part, I don't scare easily.  This is probably attributed to my over-protective mom who did all the worrying for me and my brother while growing up.  Sometimes her fears were overkill (ummm... she used to follow me to school every morning -- I was a senior in high school and drove myself, but she insisted to drive behind me to ensure that I got there safely... talk about embarrassing). So I fought hard to prove her wrong -- that the world is not out to get me and every bad news story she hears on the radio will not necessarily happen to me. (My mom says I'll only understand her feelings when I become a mom... and I don't doubt that, since other moms I know tell me the same thing... but I'm not a mother yet, so for now, I'm sticking with my belief that she's a little crazy)

I don't mind being at home by myself (despite the weird creaking noises I hear that only seem to occur when I'm home alone). 

I like doing "thrilling" things that most people would avoid - bungee jumping, sky diving, performing on stage, etc.

I find scary movies fun to watch (though I can't tell you when the last time I saw a scary movie was because no one else I know seem to enjoy them).

However, I am scared of a few things that others probably won't be able to relate with... or maybe you can relate.  If so, please let me know, so I don't feel so bad about them.

Bees.  I understand that I am like a million times bigger than a bee and can kill it in an instant if it gets too close for comfort, but the moment I hear that buzzing, I scream and run around in circles as if I were 5-years-old again.  I have never been stung before and from what others have told me, getting stung doesn't hurt all that bad, but I don't ever want to know the feeling.  Bees in cartoon form are fine and I do love honey on cornbread, but those black and yellow winged creatures with their pointy bottoms give me the creeps. I try really hard to suppress my fears, especially if I'm at a work function and other colleague are around me, but I cannot help myself and run for safety if a bee flies by.  I've even seen that Dakota Fanning/Queen Latifah bee movie in hopes that I might gain a new appreciation for them and maybe learn to tolerate being around them, but couldn't handle it.  I even had to mute the portions that had excessive buzzing. 

Losing teeth.  I freak out every time I wake up from dreams where I end up losing teeth.  And it happens pretty often.  I don't know why, but I have dreams where one of my teeth becomes loose and in my dream I try really hard to keep it from falling out.  I try to pushing it back in, avoid my tongue getting near it, and once even tried to using glue to keep the tooth in.  Somehow though, the tooth always falls out and that's when I wake up.  Immediately, I check to see that all 28 teeth are still there, which has been the case so far, but I cannot rest easy for at least half an hour after a nightmare like that.  I brush my teeth everyday and floss often (though not as much as recommended), so I have no idea where these dreams come from.  I've looked up the dream definition online but couldn't find anything that made sense to me...

Holes.  Not just any hole.  I am scared of tiny holes in asymmetrical clusters (as pictured below).  I get all itchy and squirmy when I look at that picture... it's such an uncomfortable feeling.  Some of you may have seen an email thread about washing newly purchased bras before wearing and encountered a similar image to the one shown below on the bottom of the email (If you haven't seen it -- good!! Please do not google it.. trust me. It's disgusting).  That picture gave me nightmares for DAYS!!!  When Matthew wants to freak me out, he just need to mention that image and I get skeeved out and almost vomit. 

Great... why did I look at that picture?!  I feel so uneasy right now...

Do you have any irrational fears?

Weddding Day Redux

Ten months ago was the happiest day of my life.

I laughed.











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I cried.

















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I sang.











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And I danced until I could no longer feel my feet.











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We did the hora.











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We took pictures in the photobooth.











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Passed out glow sticks











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And gave McDonald's Double Cheeseburgers as a surprise treat towards the end of the night.

















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However, when I look back on that hot August afternoon, only one memory stands out among the rest....

















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I married this fantastic man. I promised to love Matthew for all eternity in front of 208 of our closest friends and family. Matthew is my love and the music of my heart. Happy 10 months.

The Cast of My Life

Meet Matthew. He's my handsome hubby of 10 months and my partner in crime for the past 9 years. Though you probably wouldn't guess it from this picture, he is super funny. As in, I can be so throbbingly angry at him for something, but as soon as he throws out one of his witty one-liners, he'll have me rolling on the floor laughing in seconds. It's pretty irritating actually. Funny aside, he's also hecka smart and the most logical thinking person I know. He'll never overreact about something -- unless it's regarding his collection obsession of the month. He's an avid collector (I really don't get it), and has collected everything from stamps to comics to mini football helmets. He's truly my better half and I would not be a fraction of happy as I am now without him.


This is Marv. He's one of our English Bulldogs. He likes to chew on sticks and ruin his mommy's newly purchased shoes (he doesn't care about the old worn out ones). Marv likes to cuddle and lick you if you have lotion on. He's cute and likes to sneak upstairs when we're not watching, then leaves his mommy and daddy a little surprise on the clothes they left on the ground. I love him.



This is Harry. He and Marv are littermates, and Harry likes to run the show. He doesn't sleep as much as his brother, but he certainly eats more! Harry enjoys treats and watching the Dog Whisperer on tv. He had to have his tail amputated recently (more on that later), but he is such a trooper and never complained once! Though he doesn't like to cuddle, he likes to lick your face and sit by your feet. He's precious.

Then there's me. I like to sing loudly, especially the high notes I only sometimes can hit. I like to watch mindless tv while eating baked lays (so I can pretend I'm being healthy). I tell people I'm a "runner", when really I just run as needed -- you know, when my jeans don't fit (which, by the way, is now, but I really don't want to get on the treadmill again). I love looking at beautiful wedding blogs even though my wedding was 10 months ago and reading motherhood blogs even though we don't have a baby. I like to design things but only have Photoshop 7.0 (I know.. old school). I want to learn how to cook but never have the ingredients I need to make anything good. I love my family and friends and hope to make new friends on this new platform.