Flora Fling's Filings

Note to Self

From this moment going forward in your life, always, always, ALWAYS trust your instinct. It is never wrong, even if it is telling you things you don't want to hear.

Note to Self

Where do people find this shit? I mean....the "closing credits to Solid Gold?" Where do you even find this to post it on youtube.com?

Shakin' out the sheets

The sales guy I just bought my new bed from was scruffy and unshaven (which can be considered "a look"). He was in a shirt and tie but I cringed when I noticed he was wearing dress shoes with no socks.

I hope this doesn't bring bad energy to my mattress purchase. I'm hoping the new, larger bed brings good karma and new men along with it.

I had a successful sprint triathlon on Sunday in Central Park. Its the second time Patti and I have done this race. You get to hang out by the pool after the race is over.

This time the city lifeguards didn't hit on me. Instead I was approached by a tri guy who said I sped past (and apparently impressed) him on my bike. Nice...he was chasing me down. Note to self: Score one for the Iron Girl bikini race outfit.

He made sure to keep up the chatty banter with me and Patti. He sought me out again by my bike at transition to ask for more info about a race. I knew where all this chattiness was headed.

To a damn date!! Thank god! Its been since spring. The universe has me on the starvation dating diet. It seems I'm only allowed one date per season. A race is the best of circumstances for me to meet someone right now.

Of course, this is all yet TBD....

Note to Self

Your blogging abilities are above posting such silly email nonsense about drinking but since you are in a moment of weakness, having held out for a full 27 days, I forgive you. Smooch!

Note to Self

In order to survive the remaining hours of dry July, read and re-read The Incurable Hangover and Hangover Ratings as many times as necessary as a reminder as to why we took this dry journey to begin with.

Le Tour de Bust

I waited for the cable guy today. My entire building is without TV and internet service since Friday. He couldn't do a damn thing because he needs access to my neighbor's backyard (ground floor apartment). I tried to convince him to climb down the fire escape, he wouldn't. Oddly enough it was the same cable guy as last time. I desperately pleaded and bitched to him on my stoop. Of ALL the times for me to have no TV. I mostly watch Turner Classic Movies but this time of year I watch the Tour de France!! Its a bust! I don't even know when I will get service back.

Note to self: Must find boyfriend with cable/internet service (who drives a car and will take me to and fro his place for Tour de France pleasures).

Note to Self

Do not use extra long false eyelashes at house parties. They are better served at dark bars and lounges with mood lighting. The Page Six party photos make you look like the cast of Cabaret.

Note to Self

Must remember to bring a blanket to leave at the office during the summer for taking lunch time and post-work naps in Bryant Park.

Note to Self

Do not read or respond to football emails during the workday to avoid aggravation and anxiety when teammates are behaving like bad monkeys.

Additional note to self: only 24 more hours until football is over.

Note to Self

Sometimes a renewed relationship feels just a delayed kiss away. Either that or hold on tight and let this overwhelming feeling pass bee-ach!