Part 5: I Giggled......Perhaps I Shouldn't Have?

Cocaine Princess here.

To review:

The ice cubes that were neatly stacked in my Coke were beginning to look like toothpicks by the time sister’s friends arrived at the restaurant. We never did find out what the "unforeseen emergency" was. “A” asked if everything was okay and according to their reply it was. Before husband and wife even sat down they picked up the menu and began to scan over the items. Hmm, whatever the "unforeseen emergency" was certainly gave them quite an appetite!

I couldn’t help but think of one cheeky scenario of what it could have been.

To Be Continued.

Part 5:

Everything on the menu looked savory however I decided to skip the Chef’s Special: Rack of Lamb with Madeira Wine Reduction Sauce. The way our waiter raved on and on about it one might have come to the conclusion he slayed the lamb by hand and stomped on the grapes himself! Random Thought: I can’t help but wonder why some waiters insist patrons order the chef’s special? Is it because they receive a type of bonus? Or do all the waiters in the restaurant secretly hold a contest amongst themselves- whichever waiter gets the most chef's special orders sold wins a prize? If either one was the case I thought to myself, “Too baaad Mr. Waiter, the Princess doesn’t eat sheep. {To baaad– get it? I think it’s funny!} I ordered the house salad and for the main course: penne alla vodka in the most delish tomato creme sauce I’ve had in a long time.

It didn’t take very long for the trip down memory lane to commence. My contribution during any part of the conversation was kept to a minimum because the topics were of no interest to me: reminiscing about their days in university, professors, parties, pulling all nighters and old boyfriends-- which I’m quite sure the husband of sister's friend must have enjoyed hearing about.


For appearances sake I put on one of those silly, happy looks on my face to make like I was paying attention to what they were talking about. At one point I found the conversation to be so boring that I had trouble staying awake and I couldn’t decide whether to jab myself in my thigh with the fork or knife in order to keep my eyes open. Believe me, I came close a couple of times but didn’t want to ruin my outfit with little, pointy holes. I was wearing silk and my outfit would have been totally ruined. Against my better judgement I turned my phone back on. Call it an act of desperation. Before turning it on I guessed whether or not there would be a text message from Valentina. Definitely yes! The number of messages? Hmm, more than 5. I was correct in guessing there would be a message from her but was incorrect in how many. Only 2. 


“Are u done yet?”

“What r they like?”

I texted her back. My phone was lying in my lap. I was texting with one hand and eating with my other. Yes it’s true, the Princess can muli-task.

RE: “Are u done yet? & What r they like?”
--No, still eating & sister's friends are ok.

Just as I was about to hit Send I stopped. Why you ask? Well my lovelies, I felt someone playing footsies with me under the table. 

To Be Continued....

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Yesterday not only marked Day#14 but it also was the last day of Perseids Watching. 14 faithful days of waiting and I didn't see one shooting star. I didn’t expect to see any Wednesday night on account of the extreme tornado warning our region was under. With all the frantic news coverage it was almost as if the world was coming to an end. Thankfully the tornado didn’t make touchdown although Mother Nature put on quite an exciting lightning show. According to environment reports 1,000 lightning strikes hit every 2 minutes.

My loyal and dear readers, it’s finally Friday.

Whatever your plans are have a first class weekend.~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Monday to Thursday

 

Cocaine Princess here.

It's been one of those busy weeks for me so for my Friday posting I leave you with a rundown of some of the exciting things that happened to me Monday to Thursday. Enjoy.

Monday: The Chocolate Milk Crisis:

Those of you who know me are well aware of the fact I favor chocolate milk over regular milk especially when it comes to eating cereal. Monday morning I filled up a bowl with Corn Pops and retrieved the plastic pitcher from the fridge which seemed a little light. When I tipped it over the bowl the amount of moo~juice that came pouring out was barely enough to cover one Pop! I looked at the shelf where the milk bags are always kept and to my horror I saw only bags containing regular milk. What the heck happened? Did housekeeper forget to buy the Princess her chocolate milk?! If so, housekeeper who was upstairs dusting would have to put away the Swiffer and head on over to the grocers at lightning speed. I looked at the bowl-- the Corn Pops looked so naked and lifeless. How could there not be any chocolate milk?! What would have been worse if I had been out of Diet Dr. Pepper bottles too! I put the pitcher on the counter, shut the fridge door and with the bowl of cereal still in my hand I walked over to the kitchen table where sister was enjoying her breakie. In a panic stricken voice I exclaimed:

ME: We’re out of chocolate milk!!

Sister put down her fork and knife. I won’t go into detail what she was eating but all I can say is her meal should have come with a note that read: "Warning: May Cause Coronary Attack." Leaning back in her chair and while doing the whole Macaulay Culkin hands on the cheeks thing she exclaimed back:

A: Oh my God we’re out of chocolate milk! That’s terrible! Tell me what should I do-- alert the media or call 911?!

I made a mental note of asking her at a later date if she ever tires of teasing me.

A: Just calm down and look on the third shelf and tell me what you see.

I headed back towards the fridge, re~opened the door, bent down and when I did what did my peepers see? A bag of chocolate milk. Hmm, I guess housekeeper must have put the milk on another shelf. I pulled out a bag and placed it into the pitcher and after snipping off the bag's corner with scissors I filled the remainder of the bowl. Ahh, what a delicious sight watching all the puffy, round yellow corn balls float around in a sea of chocolate milk.

Tuesday: The Appointment

I had a doctor's appointment. Please no worries, it was just one of those routine check ups and I'm happy to report all is more than well. Knock wood. While I sat in the examination room I took this picture that was taped on the cabinet door.

P.S. The picture was taken with my cell phone.

Wednesday: The Black~Out

We’ve been having record heat setting temperatures so it was bound to happen: Wednesday evening our region experienced a power outage from the hours of 7pm until 2am. Lucky for us we didn’t have to stumble around in the dark looking for a flashlight. Our sockets are equipped with emergency reactor lights that automatically turn on when a power failure occurs. The path leading from the foyer to the family room was lighted in such a way that it resembled an airport runway landing. There’s nothing worse than having a black out during a hot summer night....although it does make a good excuse to eat ice cream which I allowed myself to have. The last time our area experienced a black out was two years ago and 9 months later a record number of babies were born. Hmm, I guess that’s one fun way to kill some time until the power comes back on, right?

Thursday: Princess On A Perseid Mission

My lovelies, have you heard about the Perseids? If the answer is yes, awesome! If not, you’re about to get a mini astronomy lesson: "Every year in August, the Earth passes through rock and dust fragments are left behind by the comet Swift~Tuttle. As these small particles collide with the Earth’s atmosphere, they burn-up, often creating a startling streak of light across the sky, aka shooting stars. The term “Perseid” refers to the star constellation of Perseus. The best time to view them is around the peak date, August 12th-August 24th where 50 or more meteors per hour can been seen."

I've been on “Perseid Watch” since last Friday but there was a problem because of the full moon. Although the moon looked so lovely and luminous a full moon and meteor observing are not best friends and made observing difficult. I didn’t have much luck the next night either because the atmospheric conditions were not in my favor, heavy cloud coverage. Thank you Mother Nature.

Monday:
When darkness descended Monday I went out on the patio and observed how absolutely clear the sky happened to be. I was positive beyond a shadow of a doubt that this evening would be the night. I was anticipating to see a shower of bright and beautiful falling constellations, therefore I had all my wishes lined up and ready to go one right after the next. So, I bet you’re wondering how the mission went, right? Two words: Mission Failed!! There were a couple of times I thought I came close but to my disappointment it turned out to be nothing more than airplanes.

Thursday:
Yesterday marked Day #7 of me being on Perseids Watch. For 7 damn straight days in a row I haven't seen one shiny object shoot across the sky. Last night as I lay stretched out comfortably on the lounge chair and while staring up at the brilliant galaxy I came to the conclusion that I’d probably have a better chance of having some type of Close Encounter Of The Third Kind than seeing or catching a falling star. Dear Universe, all I'm asking is to see just a glimpse of one. I don't think that's asking for too much. Oh well, I have 5 days left and I'm keeping my fingers crossed....

During this past week I’ve had but one song stuck on replay in my head. The song is featured in one of my favorite movies. A song that always brings a smile to my heart each time I hear it-- those are truly the songs {and movies} I enjoy the most and it ties in perfectly with this post.
 

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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday. 

Whatever your plans are have a terrific weekend.~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

The King & The Queen

Cocaine Princess here.

Today August 16th marks the 34th anniversary of the passing of Elvis Presley. Even though he was way before my time I still enjoy watching his films and listening to his music. One of my favorite songs by Elvis is “Can’t Help Falling In Love,” from the 1961 film Blue Hawaii. It's such a beautiful and meaningful song with lyrics that speak volumes. The song has been re~recorded many times by a multitude of singers but no one does it better than the King himself.

"Rhythm is something you either have or don't have, but when you have it, you have it all over." ~Elvis Presley

As we celebrate the anniversary of one icon we celebrate the birthday of another, Madonna. The Material Girl turns 53 years old. I remember the very first time I saw her in concert.  The opening act were The Beastie Boys......Ahh memories. One of my favorite live performances by Madonna was performed during her last world tour in 2008. On stage with her is Gogol Bordello and the Romani-Gypsy Arkady Gips. Madonna mashed her song "La Isla Bonita" with their version of “Lela Pala Tute.”

"A lot of people are afraid to say what they want. That's why they don't get what they want." ~Madonna


Long Live The King & Queen.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
 

 

I Thought They Were Brothers?

****UPDATED: Monday August 15th--
An anonymous reader sent me a link: Thank you Anonymous! {See below}

Cocaine Princess here.

It has been an on~going hot topic for many years. Some say they are. Some some they aren't. The topic was most recently even discussed on a popular news show.  
 

Are Bert and Ernie friends or are they a couple? According to one orgainization they are a couple:  

Following New York state’s legalization of same-sex marriage an online campaign has started to pressure the Sesame Street Workshop to get Bert & Ernie married on Sesame Street. "We are not asking Sesame Street to do anything crude or disrespectful," reads the petition. "Let us teach tolerance of those that are different."

I checked just before posting this entry and 6,500 signatures have been collected so far.

Okay, I have 3 questions:


1} Who will officiate this same sex muppet wedding-- Statler and Waldorf?    

2} Won't Miss Piggy fly into a jealous rage when she hears Bert & Ernie are getting married before her?

3} Doesn't Ernie's heart belong to his beloved rubber duckie?

When I was a little girl I watched Sesame Street quite a bit and to be honest I thought Bert and Ernie were brothers. {If anyone is wondering, The Count was always my favorite.}

Sesame Street responded with the following statement:

"Bert and Ernie are best friends. They were created to teach preschoolers that people can be good friends with those who are very different from themselves. Even though they are identified as male characters and possess many human traits and characteristics...they remain puppets."    

That's right people, they are PUPPETS!
 
The target audience for Sesame Street is preschoolers. I hardly doubt children at that age are facing sexual identity questions. Why is it necessary to introduce the topic of sexual orientation at such a young age? Sheesh, why can't we let children be children?

Does anyone else think the petition is beyond ridiculous? I know I do.

****Monday August 15****

In the video, Grover plays the opening flute on the track while Oscar the Grouch, Cookie Monster and Grover, once again, each take on the lines "You can't," "You won't" and "And you don't stop," respectively. Elmo plays a set of marching band drums while Ernie and Burt beat down on their own drum kits.

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 My loyal and dear readers it's finally Friday.

The forecast is calling for a full moon this Friday night so don't forget to go and get your howl-on!  

What can I say? I've been in Duran Duran mode all week.

Whatever your plans are have a twinkling weekend.~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Part 4: I Giggled......Perhaps I Shouldn't Have?

 Cocaine Princess here.

To review:

ME: Looking back now I can never figure out why I ever dated him. I can't come up with not even one sane answer. 

Sister reached across the table and gently held my hand.

A: Aren’t you always the one who says everything happens for a reason?

Leave it to "A" to use my own words against me.

A: If you honestly believe that, then until the time comes for you to understand why, you need to let it go.

Twice in one day I was left speechless. First by Valentina and now by my own sister. I knew she had ordered an Ice~Tea but to double check I questioned if it wasn’t a Long Island Ice~Tea? She insisted it was just a regular one but since I wasn’t convinced I grabbed her glass, put it underneath my cute as a button nose and took a whiff. I couldn’t smell any alcohol.

A: What are you doing?

ME: Checking for traces of alcohol.

A: Why? 


ME: Because I think you might be a little tipsy- why else would you tell me to let it go. Do you really think I spend my days and nights pondering why I dated him? Sheesh.

A: Darling, I never said that.

ME: But that’s what you meant, right?

A: Not at all, child. I didn’t like the way you were beating yourself up over the whole thing.

Before I had a chance to answer her, my loveable best friend contacted me yet again. Even though I had my cell phone turned off you think Valentina would have gotten the message loud and clear. She left text message after text message on sister's phone. Handing me her phone "A" stated:

A: Her determination is a force to be reckoned with.

No argument from this corner!

A: Should I text her back you’re busy?

ME: Yeah, right! That will go over real well with her and besides she’d never believe that.

I read the messages she had sent:

“Are u upset at the news?”

“Do u wanna know what she looks like?”


“When will u turn yr phone back on?

And my personal favorite:

“Did u tell yr bossy sis about SB’s new gf who was asking questions about u?”

A: You realize she’s only doing this to get some type of reaction out of you and judging by your reaction when she called--

I held out my hand and did a stop signal gesture.

ME: Okay just stop right there Miss Sigmund Freud. I know what you’re getting at and it couldn’t be farther from the truth, alright?

A: My, my, someone's getting a little defensive.

And she said it in a sing-song voice!

ME: I am not. Look, there’s no hidden message when I say ‘I don’t want to talk about it’ or ‘I don’t care.’ Seriously, how hard is that for you and for Valentina to understand?

We all have our ways of dealing with things. There are some things I don’t mind opening up about and then there are other things I prefer to keep to myself and then there are those other little annoyances in life that I prefer not to think about it or discuss because all it winds up doing is draining you of your energy. Sister’s phone made another chime sound. Yep, another text from my bf.

“Have they {guests} arrived?”

“What r they like?”

“Are u bored?”

“Have u eaten yet?– what did u order?”

I decided to text her back otherwise for the rest of the afternoon I would be bombarded with the sound of chimes.

ME: Talk 2U Later.

Approx. 20 seconds later.

VALETINA: RE: Talk 2U Later.....WHEN?

ME: Later this evening.

Instead of pressing 'send' I deleted it. Knowing her she would have wanted to know the exact time, and so to save her time from doing so I texted the following:

ME: 7-7:30pm.

VALENTINA: Make it 7-7:15......Luv U! 

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The ice cubes that were neatly stacked in my Coke were beginning to look like toothpicks by the time sister’s friends arrived at the restaurant. We never did find out what the "unforeseen emergency" was. “A” asked if everything was okay and according to their reply it was. Before husband and wife even sat down they picked up the menu and began to scan over the items. Hmm, whatever the "unforeseen emergency" was certainly gave them quite an appetite!

I couldn’t help but think of one cheeky scenario of what it could have been.

To Be Continued. 

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Does Paper Really Beat Rock?

Cocaine Princess here.

On this beautiful Monday morning I have but one question: doesn't rock beat paper?

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess



 

Cowboys & Aliens & Ice Cream

Cocaine Princess here.

****Part 3: I Giggled.....Perhaps I Shouldn't Have? will be posted next week****

This past Monday was a holiday {Civic Holiday} and because I didn’t really have anything planned I decided  to head to the movies to see the highly anticipated “Cowboys & Aliens.” The film, directed by Jon Favreau, is based on the 2006 graphic novel of the same name. It was dubbed as James Bond and Indiana Jones fighting monsters from outer space in the Old West! Sounds pretty awesome, right?

I read the reviews and most were less than kind but as I’ve written before I don’t like or dislike something because some hoity~toity critic says so and with that being said I went in with a clear and open mind.

The Plot: Daniel Craig stars as Jake Lonergan, a stoic outlaw in 1874 Arizona who wakes up with no memory and a metal device on his wrist. When he arrives in the town of Absolution, the sheriff discovers he's wanted and attempts to ship him off for a reward. That's when the aliens attack, bombing the town and roping up locals before flying off into the night. Lonergan's bracelet activates as a weapon and suddenly he's the only one capable of defeating these things. He joins a rescue party led by a grumpy Civil War vet named Dolarhyde (Harrison Ford) and they all set off to find out what happened to their loved ones.

I sat through the film while munching on buttered popcorn and gulping down a jumbo size Coke. The next morning I doubled up on my workout to burn off the calories. My thoughts? Well, allow me to first tell you some of the things I heard from movie~goers while exiting the cinema. 

“Thank God it’s over!”

“It sucked.”

“Corny”

“What a mindless plot.”

As I wrote, I went in with a clear and open mind. To be honest I wasn’t quite sure what to expect from a sci~fi/western film. My thoughts? Well, the acting was good! Although it was a little odd listening to Daniel Craig speak with a western accent when I’m so use to listening to him speak with an English one. My only problem with this film-- confusion. Hmm, now that I think about it a better choice of word would be “huh?” For example, Oliva Wilde’s character named Ella is one of the town-folks who along with the others decide to track down the aliens. It's revealed that Ella is some kind of alien~warrior and had been searching many years for the aliens herself so she could destroy them. How she traveled to earth and landed in the wild west was never explained and speaking of aliens-- the aliens were after gold. That’s right, gold~seeking aliens. Why were they after the gold?  The creepy, goo~dripping aliens had the resources and technology to master intergalactic travel yet they desperately needed gold? That storyline was never explained either. If someone were to ask me what the film is about, here's what I would say: “It's about a bunch of townspeople who are abducted by aliens and a cowboy and his posse set out to rescue them. Along the way they meet up with a Native American Tribe and they all band together to kill the aliens. The End.” Despite the fact the film's title is something you’d see on a B~rated movie, given the cast I expected this to be a lot better but instead it turned out to be a very campy film. Midway through I actually found myself quietly humming Katy Perry's song “ET.”

“Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural
 Extraterrestrial...”

 

Cowboys & Aliens was released on the same day as The Smurfs Movie. Take a look at the weekend box office receipts: Cowboys & Aliens: $36.4M The Smurfs: $35.6M

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The following shots below were taken with my cell phone. Enjoy and please feel free to praise my photography skills:

The line for the food concession was so long that I missed the first couple of previews. Standing behind me was a little boy and his parents. Not that I was eavesdropping but I couldn't help but overhear their conversation:

DAD to SON: Are you sure you don’t have to use the potty?

SON: No daddy.

DAD: You’re positive you don’t have to go?

SON: Yesssssss!

MOM to DAD: He probably does have to-- he'll wait until we're right in the middle of the film to tell us.

SON: No I won’t!

MOM to DAD: Take him to the rest~room while I'll continue waiting in line.

DAD: Alright buddy- you heard your mom, let’s go.

Jumbo popcorn and Coke. It took 5minutes {yes I was timing} for the slower than a turtle employee to fill up another cup of Coke {for sister}.

Cardboard cut~out of movie. 

Afterwards, sister and I grabbed a pizza to eat. Before heading home we stopped in at Baskin~Robbins for dessert!

The parlor was selling new ice cream treats inspired by the movie “Captain America” and since I had indulged in so much fattening food already I thought, “what’s a few more calories, right?”

I ordered the “Super-Soldier Sundae.”

Description:
“Vanilla ice cream swirled with a thrilling combo of blue chocolate chips and a cherry flavored ribbon, bits of moist white cake, sliced strawberries, strawberry sundae sauce and topped with whip creme, a cherry and star-spangled sprinkles for a flavorful patriotic salute!”

My sweet tooth was so delighted I began hearing angelic choir music.

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 “I don't know who invented high heels, but all women owe him a lot.”

~Marilyn Monroe 

 

Today, August 5th marks the 49th anniversary of Hollywood icon Marliyn Monroe who passed away at her Brentwood, Los Angeles home at the age of 36. Though officially classified as a "probable suicide" her death has since become one of the most debated conspiracy theories of all time.  During her career, Marilyn made 30 films and left one, ‘Something's Got to Give’, In 1999, Monroe was ranked as the sixth greatest female star of all time by the American Film Institute. In the years and decades following her death, Monroe has often been cited as a pop and cultural icon as well as an eminent American sex symbol. 

Gone, but definitely not forgotten. You will be loved forever. RIP Norma Jean.

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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday.

Whatever your plans are have a fantastic weekend.~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

The Man Who Stole A Leopard

Cocaine Princess here.

Back in April I blogged an entry about the awesome Duran Duran concert I attended. If you recall I briefly wrote about the videos that were shown before the Fab 4 came on stage. The band held a contest encouraging fans to come up with an original video from the songs off their new album. I was listening to their music this morning while working out and although each video is creative and quite artistic, I thought I'd share 2 of my favorite ones.

The winner to this video was created by a fan in Mexico.

"The Man Who Stole A Leopard"

You were once running wild hiding in the morning mist
Game in bonds - I make you mine
I thought that I could resist
But the leopard in you... silently... preyed on me 

 Here is the live version of the same song directed by David Lynch. Part of UNSTAGED - an original music series from American Express in partnership with VEVO and YouTube. It truly is in the style of David Lynch.

Here is my other favorite. This video was created by a fan in Poland and reminds me of something Norwegian pop group Röyksopp would do. It has a nice Euro feel to it.

"Leave A Light On"

You breathe the will into the weak
And coach the cage bird to fly free
You ease the lost cause out of me
With your sweet hand to bring me home

Oh, how l do love Simon Le Bon's voice.

XOXOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess