Evan and I packed up the minivan and drove to Southern California with the kids last week.  First stop, Disneyland.  I wore my best wig and fir coat and headed out in high fashion.  How's that for a perfect shade of red lipstick Mo? 

Here is a picture of me with all my girls next to the "Pirates of the Carribean" ride.  If you cannot tell, I am wearing my "Megs Makeup" t-shirt.  I wear this shirt with pride!

The last day in Southern Cali we drove over to Huntington Beach.  Beautiful day, hardly anyone there, and loads of sand and surf for everyone!

On the way home, we stopped at Paris Las Vegas for the night.  The girls were blown away by the lights of the strip at night, I was blown away by the Sephora store located in the Miracle Mile Mall right downstairs from our hotel room.  Here is the title for my next post:  "$184 reasons why I am grateful that a Sephora store isn't in Utah."

They'll open a Dalmatian plantation! Roger and Anita are so overjoyed to have their puppies back they don't mind having a few dozen or so more! The lamp behind lights up and it requires 2 AA batteries, included.

Any puppy lover, and dalmatians lover should own this snow globe. A lovely picture of a family having fun together!

Hand-painted, sculpted resin and glass

Size: 8 1/2'' H x 11 1/2'' W x 6 1/8'' D
Plays: ''Cruella De Vil''

Retails for: SGD469.00

The case of modern slavery by India-born Mahender Murlidhar Sabhnani, 51, and his wife, Indonesian-born Varsha, 45 in NY. They found guilty of subjecting the two housemaids to repeated psychological and physical abuse. Above is the legal defense attorney argument I quote from Hindustan Times.

This is an opportunity to start over in all aspects of my life.  I will be working at a new headquarters but the same job.  Let me tell you a little about why I'm leaving San Jose:

I started my career with this company 6 1/2 years ago.  I worked my way from the bottom up.  I was one of their top employees in this department.  I trained, hired, supervised many people...close to about 70 or 80 different people by the time I hit my 4 1/2 year mark.  20-25% of my employees, because of my training and developing and motivating, moved into management.  Considering the business I'm pretty damn proud of that accomplishment.  Year 4 1/2 I was promoted to a position of high authority...oversaw 250+ employees, had to keep track of technology, training and all sorts of things.  Problem was that the manager of this place, the person who supervised all the front-line supervisors including me, kept changing.  I had to train a new boss twice.  But the one that took over 1 1/2 years ago made people's lives miserable.,,Let's call her Cruella because we were all like the dalmation puppies Cruella wanted to skin for her fur coat.  2 people went on stress leave because of Cruella and 3 left, not to mention the 4 other front-line supervisors who have come to me daily telling me they don't know how much more they can take and don't know how I was able to last so long.  I used to get 60+ emails from her A DAY with 'to dos' on them.  She'd forward me emails that were over a week old to deal with the issue...and they'd be due that day.  I am an extremely strong woman and she broke me.  I'd drive home every day crying.

She prided herself on making people cry...she told me that.  She never knew I did and I would never give her that satisfaction.  And when I told her my aspirations of moving up in the company, she told me my "destiny" was not up there but as a front-line supervisor.  She wouldn't let me go.  She knew I was a strong performer and if she lost me all her "numbers" would plumit.  I was trapped.  I'm the type of supervisor that gave no limits to my employees...there was no ceiling for them and I would help them build their ladder to success.  In turn I got a supervisor who not only put up an extremely short ceiling but would burn any ladder I tried to build.

Then I saw a glimmer of hope.  A new department was being formed in the company to which my position would report.  Thank God, my prayers were answered.  Only they weren't going to let me take that position because of Cruella.  She told lies behind my back to keep me because she knew that her department would fail without me.  I was her strongest player.  And she never let people leave her.  She left them.  If you tried to leave Cruella she'd be sure to make your life miserable.  She was good at it.  And people in these other departments told me what she said.  Cruella had no idea the friends I made in this company, how well-known I was.  And they fought for me...and I fought against her.  I got the position and thought I was finally free.

But I wasn't.  My new department's client was my old department.  And I had to deal directly with Cruella.  She turned all the people I hired and trained, coached and developed against me.  I don't know what she told them but I felt it.  And one of my supervisors in my new department told me the things she said, even showed me an email she had written.  All lies.  Luckily he saw right through them but we had to play politics.

I needed out.  I had to get away from Cruella's grasp.  And now I finally have...hopefully.  I've been wrong before but at least now I'm surrounded by everyone in my department instead of working remotely.  And they trust me and like me.  And they hate her.

I really can't understand why one person would put so much effort into making people miserable.  She'd tell all of us storied on how she'd throw food at her kids and then laugh about it.  I'm the type of person that gets a high off of watching people succeed and knowing I was a part of that success.  But this woman is evil...the worst boss I've ever seen in my life, and i've been working for almost 20 years in various companies in various departments.  She gets a high from making people miserable, and she admitted that to me too.

Also my love life hasn't been very good.  I've been through a lot of heartbreak.  Now is the time to start over there too. 

Everything new.

I've been talking with this man, a very kind, funny, patient man.  I have yet to meet him.  We've been talking on the phone and online for about a month or so.  He lives in Sacramento, I'm moving to Roseville.  The two cities are very close to each other...not more than 30 minutes apart.  And I really want to like him.  We even have the same political beliefs...go figure!  He's cute, sweet, smart and kind.  But now I find myself not wanting to talk with him.

I really don't think I'm ready to date.  Too many new things going on right now and I don't feel like there's any part of me to give to somebody.  I know it's not fair to go on a date with anybody wanting to start a relationship with somebody when I can't give all of me.  He is ready to start a relationship.  I've been thinking about this the last couple days.  I need to tell him so I don't waste any more of his time.  I just don't know how to.  I've only been on this side once before.  That was recent and still hurt me to tell a wonderful man I wasn't good for him (that's another story).  Makes me sick to my stomach but I owe it to this guy.  I can't do to him anything close to what Joseph, and a couple other men, did to me and just ignore his calls and attempts to contact me.  As much as it hurts and as hard as it will be I need to tell him.

Wish I knew how.

When I first started talking with this man I thought I wanted a relationship.  I truly and honestly did.  But I don't think the time is right.  Maybe once I'm settled in I'll be ready.  Just not now.

I need this new start.  Completely clean slate.  It's a rare opportunity in life to be able to start over the way I am now and I'm going to take full advantage of it.  I think that means to give myself time to heal.  Heal from the damage that's been done to my heart and my head through work and past relationships.  I'll be ok in then end.  I'm a strong woman with wonderful parents and a very few really close, really wonderful friends.  I have lots of friends, but the close ones I'm referring to are like my family.  In fact I tell them they're my family.

My new journey begins.

Wish me luck.

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So at the end of this horrific day/week I go to get some nice greasy Chinese food (I'm definitely an emotional eater, I'm planning on eating an entire chocolate cake in about an hour, I'm waiting for the 6 pounds of pad thai to settle).

As i am waiting for the food I can't help but overhear (who am I kidding, I might as well have a glass to my ear) two children. Picture training bra's and knee socks. ( these kids were actually 14-15). So here is the conversation

Girl 1 (we'll call her Amber)- So Tim like totally keeps telling me he loves me. I'm like whoa Tim back off

Girl 2 (she'll be Tiffany)- That is so crazy, I can't believe he like keeps telling you that. Gah!

Amber- I mean Tony told me he was telling him how hot I was. He said I was a sex pot. (i swear to god this child said sex pot--she might as well put on go-go boots head to Studio 54 and do a line off Hugh Hefner's ass)

At this point I am trying to decide if I should laugh or cry. I choose to roll my eyes excessively and sigh like it's my job. I should save my sanity and stop listening but I just can't tear myself away. Kind of the same problem I have with reality tv.

Amber- Tim came up to me and was like so I hear you have a new car, we should try out the backseat.

Tiffany- Gah! Oh my Gosh! Wow! How did he know you have a new car? (as if this is the part of that sentence that warrants comment)

Amber- I guess he heard me talking to Cindy. I mean I was like back off. But you know I'll probably do it.

At this point I am literally biting my cheek to cause enough pain to distract me from this car-wreck. In my head I am screaming about teen pregnancy , STD's, and waiting until you at least have an A cup to test out the back seat! Also, please god don't start out your sex life in the back seat. It won't be worth it kid!!

So I thankfully grab my food and run out the door. As I am getting into my little Mazda hatchback ( I love it) I see these bitches kids hop into a brand new Mercedes. However, mom was in passenger seat waiting for them. HA!

Some Random Rants

Why God Why do people going 30 mph feel the need to drive in the left lane! MOVE OVER GRAMPY!

On that note- If you are smoking a cigarette, talking on your gay, stupid, losery blue tooth and fiddling with yourself YOU SHOULD NOT BE DRIVING!

I wonder what it would feel like to punch the bot-ox right out of Cruella. I bet really good.

I wish we could have allergies in winter, it sucks already. Allergies really bring spring down a notch. Damn the pollen.

Why do people view an evite and then not respond? HELLO, just mark NO it takes ONE MINUTE. And side note I can see when you view it!!

I never thought I would be so happy to see a dog take a shit outside...

I kind of like Ashley Simpson's new song... I hate myself a little for that.

Star Jones is getting divorced--Gee I'm so surprised. (my voice is dripping with sarcasm right now)

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I love many of the designs being sold there, but I hate how there is absolutely no plus-size clothes. Even in the knee-high socks selection, I'm out of luck. So my options in that boutique is to either stick to accessories, shoes (at least those that fit my wide feet and wide calves) and men's clothes, or not patronize that store. It's even more frustrating due to the fact that it's a local designer's boutique, and not a chain of stores.

As if there was no such thing as a fat goth girl... >_<