This Year...

It's New Years Resolution time!!! Have you thought about what you are going to accomplish this year? You have a whole year to do it!!!



2009 was actually the first year that I kept my resolution. Since I was 13 I have had the same resolutions:

1. Loose weight

2. Eat less sweets.

3. Don't eat out often.

4. Quit smoking.

5. Stretch more.



Can you guess what my resolution was for last year?



To quit smoking.



And I did it! Around June time I drew in my last breath of Kool's Super Long and exhaled into a new life. I don't notice any CHANGES to not smoking, expect for the noticeable 5-10 pounds I put on. Sucks right? But the alternative is lung cancer, so I guess I'm still doing pretty good for myself. I really have Lover to thank for not smoking. I mean, he isn't a smoker; so I didn't smoke around him, and then I started "hiding" the smoking (he thought I quit in March) and then in June we moved in together. I figured there was NO WAY I would be able to live with him and be a smoker and think he wouldn't figure it out soon. So, I quit. Cold turkey. I guess I loved Lover more than I loved cigarettes.



For this years resolution I had to think about it for a long time. Not a LONG time, but I mean, I really put some thought into it.



Last year, in the beginning or the year, I read a lot of books. I like to read smutty trashy romance novels. OH! And I had the pleasure of reading the entire Twilight series. YIPPE! So, I would like to read a lot more.



In 2009, I also discovered what it felt like to fall in love. Even more importantly, I discovered what it felt like to BE loved. To truly be loved and be held by warm and loving hands. I have no doubts this spirit will carry out throughout the rest of mine and Lover's life.

If you haven't figured it out already... Lover and I are buying a home. The home buying process is STRESSFUL and I HATE having to deal with it. In the end, I just want to be in my home, curled up in my new bed and drinking lots of wine. :P So, this why I have decided to dedicate my entire year to this house. By the end of the year, I want to not only be living in, but have my home decorated to my liking so that in 2011 the only thing I have to worry about it where I put the wine glasses to dry! :P

18 Years, 4, Months, and 21 Days

18 years, 4 months, and 21 days...

That is how old I was when I moved away from Mom and Dad. I drove, all 1,000 miles, in one shot from Weed, Ca (my hometown) to Phoenix, AZ. It wasn't just the day I moved away from home, it was the day I moved away from my Mom, the woman who had supported me and been there for me every day for the last 18 years, 4 months, and 21 days.

Where is all of this coming from? My 2 years anniversary was on Sunday/Monday. Sunday was the day anniversary of the day I left and 1am Monday morning was the anniversary of the day I arrived in Arizona. Both days are memorable.

It was a big leap of independence. A giant one, one that I wouldn't take back, but might possibly approach in a different way.

18 is young. People who are 18 really are just beginning their baby stages of their life. They think they know the real world, but they don't, because parents try as hard and for as long as they can to shelter their children from the cruelty of the real world. I knew what bills were, paid for my own cell phone, I paid for my own insurance and my own car. Unfortunately, it's not the same.

I do cherish that day. I cried so hard before I left, that I almost didn't leave, I almost post-poned it to the next day. I hugged my Mom so tight. Part of cries wasn't because I was moving, it was because I didn't know when I would be back, when I would see my Mom again. The other part was being afraid. Afraid of failure, and the shame that would come with having to "move back" if I failed. I was confident that wouldn't happen, I have a funny way of making things work. But, the fear was still there.

Then, my Mom's boyfriend did the unthinkable, he gave me money, to help along the way. It wasn't much, but it was enough, and it was the thought that meant the most. I cried harder. Now, they were a mixture of happy tears, sad tears, and scared tears.

I cried on and off for the next three hours. It wasn't until I was south of Sacramento that the tears subsided.

The next time the tears flowed, I was about 250 miles away from Phoenix. The trigger of these tears was a Britney Spears song. (SHUT.UP I'm a female, I can't control my emotions in these times. Plus, I am trying to be sentimental). The words, "I'm not a girl, not yet a woman..." played through my speakers. It was that moment that I knew I would persevere, and succeed and that too scared the shit out of me.

I closed a chapter of my life that day, it was the journey to independence. I then started writing a new chapter... the journey of independence.

He's Takin' Over (For today only)

If you haven't already head on over to Blogging is for Dorks and check her out! She is the one who inspired all of this!


My boyfriend and I are very similar in the fact that we like to talk about ourselves, and we like to talk about our relationship. So, that is what he did and I'm not critizing him, he is new to the whole blog world; all I am saying is I will work with him.

I have read what he wrote, and I cried (shut up! I'm emotional like that! I can't control my hormones!). What you are about to read is true to our relationship and true to him. I swear the only think I edited was punctuation and paragraphs. I hate long paragraphs. Oh and I added the pictures.

Lover, Christie (AKA Love and Booze), and Cinderella

This is Curtis and I am writing about the love of my life, movies. No, just kidding, it’s about a beautiful woman named Christie.

I met Christie back in the beginning of February at a coffee shop in Tempe Marketplace. She walked through the door and I was instantly attracted to her. She had on tight jeans and a black shirt that showed off her “assets” clearly. She was just testing me she said. We talked for hours getting to know each other. It was the best date I had ever been on and believe me when I tell you that I have been on a lot.

We next met on the day before Valentines Day at Macaroni Grill. I had asked her to be my Valentine that day but I did give her some hints the day before about asking her. She already knew I was going to ask but played it off like she didn’t. We dated for about two months before I asked her to be my lady. I pretty much knew from our first date that this was definitely someone I could see myself being with.

We have been official for almost eight months now and it has been the best eight months of my life. I have a daughter from a previous relationship, her name is Cinderella [okay so I changed one thing], and Christie instantly warmed up to her. I was a little nervous telling her about that whole situation with Cinderella’s mother and I, but she understood and didn’t judge me in any way.

Christie and I have been living together for about five months now and things are great. We don’t fight and we get along very well. We did have to make adjustments because I had never lived with anyone so it was a lot different for me. We pulled through just fine and we couldn’t be happier.

Cinderella, Christie (AKA me!)

Christie is the most wonderful person I know. She is smart, kind, intelligent, peaceful, loving and worldly. She always has a lot to say about anything and everything. She knows how to get things done and doesn’t waste anytime. She is goal oriented and very hardworking. She has all the characteristics that I love in a life partner. She is the woman I intend on spending the rest of my life with. I want a home, children and a beautiful life with her. She is the one I want to vacation with, talk with, spend time with and grow old with. She makes me feel like the luckiest man alive. When it comes to her and I, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

The Season

THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

The bartending season has finally begun and who better to ring in the season with then non-other-than Tom Cruise himself!

This summer was horribly slow, and I barely worked. Now, it is cooling off, turning to fall, and love is in the air. Literally, it's time for weddings, divorce parties, company parties, holiday parties, it's just time for PARTIES!

And time for you to hire ME as your bartender at your event!

If you are in Phoenix (or in the general vasinity) and need one, contact Dave Foreman, 602.505.7293, and ask for Christie A.K.A. Love and Booze, as your bartender. He knows me as love and booze trust me... He follows me on Twitter and you should too - @LoveAndBooze

Now, I can pay off all those credit card bills I accumulated during the summer due to not having any money.

Big Deal, So What, Who Cares?

I was driving to work this morning when this song, Leann Rimes - Big Deal, managed to make it's way from my I-pod, to my car speakers and into my ears.

This song can spark up so much conversation; especially one me and Lover (the boyfriend) had the other night. Thus, the song is my Muse for the day.

Ladies, let's face it; we can't just allow one of our girlfriends to be happy with someone.

A group of friends can all be single -dating? Yes, but still single - who gather together and have a grand ol' time. However, when one of those girls happens to stubble across love, which we all know is kind of a trip, fall and collapse into love, all of a sudden that one who found love becomes an Untouchable. I don't mean, simply you can't touch her, I mean like an Untouchable from the caste system of Ancient India.

Why do we do this? Why do we see our friend, so happy, in love, full of life, and determined to better herself, and bring her down? Women turn into a hunter, or better yet a fisherman. You try to tempt us with your worm. We see the ploy and just as we think we can swim away you grab your bow and arrow and shoot us right in the heart.

STOP the madness! It's an infectious, jealous disease. She is not a traitor, she still loves you too, she still wants to hang out, she still wants things to be like "they use to be." But, that cannot happen if YOU don't allow it.

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