I Heart Coffee

The day started as soon as I opened my front door so that I could go warm up my car. SNOW! The snow falling had recently started and was only in its beginning stages of sticking. Great. At least I wouldn't have to drive to work in thick snow.

People seem to suddenly develop a case of common sense stupidity when the first flake of snow falls on the streets. And I defintaly do not consider myself one of those people. So, in anticipation of my drive to (the world of boredome)work while I waited for my car to warm up a bit, I decided to call in an order to my favorite comfort for everthing in the morning coffee shop.

hmmmm. Coffee and breakfast sandwiches. The breakfast sandwich is made with fresh homemade biscuits every morning and I get to pick my cheese rather than being stuck with plain old American....blah. I prefer to spice up my morning with a little pepper jack cheese with my egg, bacon, and homemade biscuit (twice the size of any Mikey D's biscuit sandwhich). And of course I have to make my biscuit grabbing belly not feel so guilty, so I order some fruit to munch on througout the morn.

But, after a (stupid driver) stupendous filled morning, arriving at my desk to start my work day could not have been better without my Grande Sugar Free Mocha from the wonderful local Java Daves. I heart coffee...espcially when I get to watch the beautiful snow fall and think about the crazy driver filled adventure home.

I am going to Paris

After an overnight contemplation and an increase in price due to my indecisiveness, I booked my flight to the wonderful world of wine, baguetts, and the Louve.

My friend Bridget and I have talked for years about taking a trip to Paris. There has never been a better time than now. We got a great deal on the plane tickets and a free place to stay. That's right...FREE. We have a friend who lives there and she has offered her home...you can't beat that. Plus, she grew up in Paris and will make a great little tour guide. She is a super fun and sweet French girl who is fascinated with America...and sings in a Cabaret!

Now, the excitement of traveling to uncharted territory is subsiding and my typical OCD I only have just under 2 months to plan all the things I need to take with me is only just beginning to kick in. What do I wear? I don't want to look like a tourist and I don't want to look like I am trying too hard. But it's Paris! It's the fashion capital of the world!

I need to start a checklist:

1. Comfy shoes...but cute?
2. Sexy boots...but comfy?
3. Long warm coat to match sexy boots.
4. Beret. or be sure to buy one or two when I get there.
5. Cute purse that a gypsy won't be able to get there paws in.
6. Brush up on my French. The one semester in my undergrad 4 years ago probably won't cut it.





Things to do:
1. Purchase cool French beret.
2. To the Louve!
3. Frequent snarky cabaret or two.
4. Sit at cafe drinking wine and/or coffee pretending I'm super french.
5. Pretend to know french. "J'mapelle Debbie"
6. Eiffel tower!

I know I am missing a ton of stuff. Any ideas?

This is going to be a long month and a half. It will all be worth leaving the boy toys behind and having a french rendevous with the girlfriends, though.

Ode to Heath

By this point, all you web surfers have read and seen the tragic news of the death of actor Heath Ledger. I feel compelled to add my blubbering to all the web news out there on this subject.

Being a twenty something know it all girl, I spent the end of my teenage years being introduced to the wonderful talent of the Australian born thespian. Who could resist the long wavy locks, brawny jaw, and delicious down under accent of the young Heath Ledger in "10 Things I Hate About You?"

Regardless of Ledger's striking manly looks, his acting talents have made him the well respected actor that he was. It was important to Ledger to challenge himself with his acting roles and to choose roles with depth. His acting abilities and his diverse resume grew as we all looked on with joy and respect.

My opinion and awe of Heath matured as I matured while watching his acting roles in "The Patriot," "A Knight's Tale," "The Lords of Dogtown," and of course "Brokeback Mountain." It saddens me to know that there are people out there who will never appreciate the talent it took to portray the roles that Ledger and Gyllenhal acted so well. Regardless of your opinions of the subject, you need to delve a bit deeper into your issues of respect and humanity.

Heath Ledger's death is a shocking and tragic loss for his family, the acting community, and his devoted fans. His talents will be missed as well as his brawny face and sexy Aussie accent.

10 True Wierd Things About Me.

Thought I would share a little bit about me. Judgement is never welcome. But, funny comments are always expected.


1. I do not like to turn left into traffic when I am driving. If I am at a stop light or a 4-way stop sign...then it's okay. My fear of being hit with another piece of metal overcomes me at times traffic is going both directions and I will only have about 1.5 seconds to become a part of this rush. No way buddy. I will gladly turn right and drive completely around the block and out of the way in order to avoid the left turn of doom.

2. I consciously crave ice cream at least 5 times a day everyday. I will voice this craving maybe twice. I only allow myself to have ice cream once a week and I refuse to keep it in the house. I am also a bit lactose intolerant which adds to my craving frustration. (Ice cream =fat) + (ice cream = unfortunate bathroom trip) + (ice cream = smile on debbie's face) = 1. a smile on debbie's face is worth all the ice cream in world + 2. debbie sucked it up at math growing up and as an adult...obviously.

3. I avoid public restrooms. I live in the 'hood not too far from UCO and most people who attend UCO and more particularly, the LA building bathroom facilities, know how water mucked and stanky it is there...so, I will drive home to use the potty in between classes or hold it until I can go home. If I am anywhere public and need to go number 2...I will more than likely drive home to do it. I will sometimes go number 1 in public restrooms. I think that I am trying to do the living public a service by not going number 2 in any shared facilities...trust me.

4. I do not like to cook....at all. Most meals by Deb will be high in sodium becuase it will more than likely be pre-packaged, pre-frozen, from a box, or all of the above. I got a crock pot for Christmas and have only cooked the pre-packed and pre-frozen crock pot meals you can get in the frozen food section at your local food establishment. I sure do like that Tyson. p.s. It took too damn long to cook and I ended up sticking it in the oven to finish it off quicker. I am so not kidding either.

5. I love to organize and I think it is a form of undiagnosed/self diagnosed OCD. I think I have a serious problem. I will get angry if objects that are properly placed have been turned or moved in some sort of fashion. I put the dang thing in that place for a reason. I currenly have a chip on my shoulder becuase my house is in disarray and I have been obsessed with the idea of getting shelves. Have you seen the Home Depot commercial advertising their home organizing blow out/sale or whatever??? My heart starts to race with excitement everytime I see it.

6. I am paranoid that everyone thinks that I am Mexican and I will get deported.

7. I hum when I eat. Clint's mother says it was the first thing she noticed when we first had dinner together and she continues to say it is one of her favorite things about me. If I were her I would think I'm a WIERDO. I notice it now that she has said. I will stare at my food, stab it with my fork or graciously fill my spoon, and kind of make the food dance as I hum absolute randomness. How long have I done this people? Some friends you are...totally letting me do this in public.

8. I have rice patty feet. You know...the kind that help you squat for long periods of time becuase they are soooooo wide. I don't ever squat for long periods of time but I sure did get the feet from my Jap ancestors. I have learned that feet have sized in widths...not just wide width either. The sized are A,B, C, D, and probably double D... just like a bra. Except my bra size is barely a small B and my shoe width size is a D. I sometimes have to get guy shoes. So basically I am a pubescent size chested woman with Hobbit feet. I lucked out didn't I?

9. I don't feel the need to reminisce too much. Memories are great and all, that's what I take pics for and why I write blogs and write in my journal. But, the need to re-live moments or think about past moments a lot has little appeal to me. I like to think about today and tomorrow and how I am can make the now and the future better. Sorry, I am not a sappy, living in past kind of gal. I am still debating how appealing a high school reunion could be...

10. I have a knome in my front yard named Gilbert. We call him Gil. He protects us from the bad people. I'm hoping he will keep the mushrooms from growing back...I hate mushrooms.

What Is Your Life Effective Goal?

What does resolution mean to you??? To me it means final. So, I don't believe in having New Year's resolutions. If you do have one or a few, I definitely won't judge...it's just that for me, I prefer a different term. I like to use Goals for my New Year expectations.

To have a resolution means it's final and only for that year. For instance, how many times have a I said that I want to get in shape for this year?? Probably ever since I hit puberty. So, I work at getting in shape and get it done....and...then what?? Ok, I achieved my resolution. Next, please.

There also seems to be an unattainable thorn with having a resolution. I have all year so, to me, that means...."I got time." Then, I forget and/or most definitely become lazy.

So, this year I have Life Effective Goals. I have two things I want to start working on this year that I can continue for the rest of my life:

1. I want to write more.

As long as I can remember, I have always wanted to write for a living. I want to write a novel, even if it never gets published. I want to write books of poetry, even if they never get published. But, there is so much I still need to learn. But, the one thing I do have for writing is Passion...you cannot be taught passion.

What has been holding me back??? My personal stigma that hangs over me whispering, "I am not experienced or good enough" and my slowly retreating fear. I am naturally a pretty shy individual and am fearful of what others would say about me. But, I am slowly getting over it...thanks to frackin goodness!

2. I want to learn to play piano.

I grew up being very musical. I played the Coronet for 3 years and sang for 5 years. I have always wanted to know how to play the piano. With my musical background, I definitely think this "want" of mine is very achievable. I already know how to read music with my 8 years of musical background and I have a good ear for tone and pitch and any other musical term I could throw out there to make myself sound like I really know what I am talking about. However I say it, I can easily justify this want. It is very frustrating to know how to play any melody line on a set of keys, but not know how to play the important piano lines.

This year, I will start my journey to play piano. Ultimately, I want to be able to sing and play the piano at the same time, teach my future children to play the piano, and instill the beauty of music in my future children's hearts and anyone's heart that I would be lucky enough to play for.

I am excited for these Life Effective Goals. I need to quit being afraid of my passions and my talents. I need to explore my life and do things for myself that will be enjoyable not only for me but for those close to me.

Love your real life and try to make at least one Life Effective Goal.

Sushi, Champagne, and Video Games

Happy New Year!...3 days late.

I hope everyone had a fun and safe celebration as did I. What did I do??? A whole lotta relaxing is what Babalou did.

Clint and I had busy bar maiding plans, but dropped them a few hours before our presence would have been needed. We opted for a nice dinner for two at our favorite local sushi restaurant, a trip to the liquor store for some take-home champagne and wine, and a quick stop to the little blockbuster for some game renting...yes, I said game renting.



Back home and pjs are the first on my mind. As for Clint, that video game is all he can muster in his brain. So, the rest of the evening is me laying on the couch and eventually falling asleep to you know who video gaming it on the wii...all by 9 pm. Well, he did wake me up around 11:45 for the new years countdown, a quick champagne toast, and a sweet little smooch. But, not shortly after, it was back to gaming time. As for me, I found my way to the bed.

All in all, I am happy with the way I ended my year. It was a great year, tiring year, and loving year. Nothing like sushi, champagne, video games, and lots and lots of beauty rest to top off the old and ring in the new.