The Wayward Blogger Returns...

Holy crap...it's been a long tome since I've posted a blog! Did you miss me?? I wish I could tell you that my absence was due to world traveling or something equally as exciting, but nope, that's not the case. I blame Twitter for my neglect of my beloved blog. After all, Twitter is a "micro blogging site". And you know me...I'm all about things that require a short attention span...oh, look! Is that a puppy?? I kid, I kid.
Anyhoo...I have been a little busy. Oh, I do have exciting news! I am buying my first home! If my closing ever actually happens, that is. My initial closing date was supposed to be February 18th. HaHa. It is now tentatively scheduled for March 23rd. We'll see. I can't wait because I am practically living out of boxes. Not fun. Sooo....my new place is a carriage home. It's all on one level upstairs, but my front door and attached garage are downstairs. It has 3 bedrooms, a den and 2 1/2 baths. And the best part? Wood floors throughout! No carpet...cue the Happy Dance! And now...I wait. It's kind of scary, exciting, bittersweet and a million other emotions that I can't even put into words.
On a sad note, my Grandma had to put her beloved dog Simba to sleep last Friday. She is heart broken, as you can imagine. He was 15. Poor little guy. So, to all of you that pray, please keep Grandma Sylvia in your prayers."Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really." ~Agnes Sligh Turnbull
Let's see...what else. Oh, I know. Let's talk Hollyweird. Corey Haim died. WTF? He was only 38. It's sad, but not shocking. He always seemed kind of tortured. Haylie Duff and Carrie Underwood are engaged. Not to each other. Now that would be newsworthy! Marie Osmond's 18 year old son committed suicide. Have you guys seen what Heidi Montag (who will now and forever more be known as "Franken-Heidi") did to herself? She looks 10 years older than she is. Yikes. She frightens me. We haven't even discussed TIGER, or should I say CHEETAH, WOODS yet! OMG! How crazy is that whole story?!? And the craziest part to me is that his wife is BEAUTIFUL and he was cheating on her with total trashbags. Ewww! Epic fail, Tiger! Speaking of trashbags, did y'all watch "Jersey Shore"?? Loves it! Must see TV...right up there with "Real Housewives". Speaking of reality TV....did you guys think the Bachelor was crazy when he picked Vienna?? I did. I think I threw up in my mouth when it aired. Yuck! Ok...well that's all I've got for right now.

Puppy Pics!

Awwww...Tao loves his Mommy!!

Told ya Tai Tai is looking a hot mess these days...Poor Little Guy!

Reunited And It Feels So...GROSS!?!

Say it isn't so, Ri Ri! Rihanna and her abuser Chris Brown are supposedly together at P Diddy's Star Island home in Miami. From usmagazine.com: Rihanna and Chris Brown have reconciled, Usmagazine.com confirms. Nearly three weeks after Brown allegedly battered the singer, the couple have got back together. “She’s not listening to anyone,” says a Rihanna pal. “And of course Puff got involved in this.” Oh, really, Ri Ri! Let me guess...he only hit her because he loves her so much and she provoked the whole thing because she made him so angry. Please hold...I think I just threw up a bit in my mouth. Rihanna, have you heard the old saying "Hit me once, shame on you. Hit me twice, shame on me!" I don't think there will be the same outpouring of sympathy if she takes him back and he hits her again. Don't do it, Girl :(

So, I am currently totally obsessed with Twitter. I'm like Charlotte and the Rabbit in Sex And The City, but with my computer/iPhone, not my B.O.B.

I think I may need an intervention ala How I Met Your Mother! However, if any of you are on Twitter or join Twitter at my suggestion, my user name is nikisaprincess. Follow me and I'll follow you!
After the Tao at the Groomer debacle, Ryan and I had the bright idea (Why do bad scenarios always start with a bright idea?!?) to start grooming the dogs ourselves. With clippers. Yes, I will pause so that you can shake your head and say "WTF?". Well, we started with poor little Tai Tai...the older, grouchier one. I know, I know. The whole notion was ill-conceived and just plain bad. We had a leash on him and the stupid cone shaped collar from Tao's recent stint as a patient so that he wouldn't bite us. It was like a comedy routine. And...he is now officially

Um...oops. I said to Ryan "Well the upside of this is that Tao is now back to being the prettier one." Much like March, he came in looking like a lion and left looking like a lamb. That got into a fight with a razor. And the razor won. Yikes! And he was pissed at us. Rightfully so.
Ok...gotta go get dressed.


from the dirty Girls Next Door!

Some Pics...

Me and Ryan...Valentine's Day at The Melting Pot (before I got sick)
My little injured Tao with his brother Tai Tai

Happy Almost Valentine's Day!

Mandy Moore and Bryan Adams are engaged. Is that odd to anyone else?!? WTF? How did these two even meet? Very strange...
Now, from an odd couple to a perfect match: Courtney Love and Mickey Rourke are supposedly dating. Who says opposites attract?!? Yikes!


So...are you all getting ready for Valentine's Day? I'm excited! I haven't been in a relationship on Valentine's Day in a very long time, and I am really looking forward to this one. The pressure is on, Ryan! We are going to The Melting Pot for dinner on Saturday with our friends Christie and Mike, so it should be fun. And yummy! Ryan had a dinner date last night. With my Mommy! How cute is that? She took him out for a belated birthday dinner. Awwww! I am sitting here listening to Tai Tai snore his a** off...that must be some deep sleep that he is in! And, poor little Baby Tao is curled up in a ball with the e-collar around his head. So sad. He just looks so miserable.

Oh, and speaking of my spiteful little Tao, let me tell you what the little brat did last night. Ryan and I (at Ryan's insistance) got them each a bed. We put Tai Tai's bed on the floor next to my side of our bed and Tao's on Ryan's side. And, they've actually taken to the beds really well...surprisingly well! So, last night Tao walked over to Tai Tai's bed and proceeded to pee a river...as in I've never seen so much pee come out of such a little dog, he must've been saving it up for this occasion. Poor Tai Tai ran up to his bed, looked at Tao, then looked at me as if to say "WTF? That dude just peed on my bed!" And Tao gave him a very smug, self-satisfied look as if to say "Yeah, that's right. I peed on your bed, and Mom is not even going to yell at me because I'm injured. HaHa." Then he goes to his own bed, plops himself down and shoots Tai Tai another dirty look like "My bed is so comfy, you have no bed...Ha Ha!" I just shook my head and threw Tai Tai's bed into the washing machine. Needless to say, Tai Tai slept in bed with me last night. (Sorry, Ryan...it had to be done!)Ok, I have to get up and get ready now....I'll try to write more later.Toodles!

Tao The Patient

Awwww....isn't he so pathetic?!?

So You Think You Had A Bad Day?!?

Let me tell you about my day yesterday.

I took my little Tao to the groomer...he was overdue. On the way there, he took a nice big s**t. In my Mercedes. On the passenger seat. Deeeeeee-scusting! Then, the groomer called me a few hours later and said "Your dog is being terrible. He won't let us give him a bath. He was screaming and biting when we tried to put him in the tub." Um, okay... so I went to pick him up and brought him back to my office. We were all teasing him, telling him he was such a bad boy, blah, blah, blah. All of a sudden, I noticed that his left eye was filled with blood. As in, the entire white of his eye was red. And it was swollen. It looked like his eye was going to pop out. So gross. I ran him over to his vet, and she sent us up to a doggie opthamologist. He said that Tao essentially bruised his eye, so there shouldn't be any lasting damage.

If you are a loyal reader, you know that Tao is not having it when he's at the doctor's office, so they had to sedate him (with an I.V.) and stitch his eye in the corner so that he would be able to close it. They had to shave half of his face, and he pretty much has a black eye. Oh, and a purple ace bandage around his foot where the I.V. was. And an E-collar. And, he's shaved. Poor little Peanut! Suffice it to say we won't be calling him the prettier one for a little while...Tai Tai is probably loving it! When I went to pay the $620.00 bill, I asked the receptionist "So, what happens if people don't have the money to pay?" (She looks me up and down, pausing on my Gucci purse and sunglasses, and sighs as if to say "WTF do you care?") "Their dogs go blind." Wow. Wow! Holy coldness, Batman! No payment plan? Dayum!
Ok, let's move onto Hollyweird, shall we?
So...I've been reading tons of stuff on the whole Chris Brown/Rihanna debacle. Everyone is trying to figure out why he beat her up, and rumors are running like wildfire across the net. One rumor has him flipping out on her because she gave him herpes. Where did she get herpes? Well, according to the rumormill, from Jay Z. Um, wouldn't Beyonce have a problem with that?!? Also, lots of reports that she's way needy and clingy. Not a reason to beat her a**, though! There's also a rumor that he broke her jaw. Yikes...hope that one's not true!
From starmagazine.com: Hours before his alleged violent outburst, Chris Brown seemed detached from his girlfriend Rihanna at Clive Davis' pre-Grammy bash on Feb. 7 in Beverly Hills. And during the party Chris turned his attention to sexy British songbird Leona Lewis, says an insider. “At one point, Rihanna caught Chris flirting with Leona,” says a source. “They were carrying on and laughing, and Rihanna saw Chris with his hand on the small of Leona’s back. It may have been innocent, but that set Rihanna off.”
Bossip.com just received the real story of Chris Brown and Rihanna’s fight from a highly placed source in the Chris Brown legal camp:
"They were in the car leaving the Clive Davis party. While Chris was driving, he got a phone call from a young lady. Our source tells us that Rihanna knew that Chris had been messing around with this particular girl and she has, as of late, been the reason for many of their heated arguments. Rihanna got a glimpse of the phone, saw the name and number and immediately recognized who it was. She went ballistic and began to “beat the sh*t” out of Chris (while driving). She was so uncontrollable, that Chris began to fight back in self defense, which ensued the fight. Rihanna’s rage stemmed from Chris’ questionable fidelity in the last few months."
Take this with a grain of salt (rimming a Margarita glass...LOL) because it is from his people.
Update on Usher's wife: Reports say she was rushed into intensive care on Friday, after a medical emergency during a liposuction operation in Brazil. She supposedly suffered cardiac and respiratory arrest as she was being anesthetized for the cosmetic surgery. Where there not enough plastic surgeons to choose from in L.A.? Seriously? Stooo-pid!
If you've been hearing reports that DJ Khaled was involved in a high speed chase with the LAPD, it's not true...he's in Miami.
Jessica Simpson should be sending thank you notes to Chris Brown and RiRi because no one gives a s**t about her getting fat anymore! Oh, and Michael Phelps' pot smoking...so yesterday! From usmagazine.com: Katherine Heigl and T.R. Knight will soon take off their scrubs for good, their Grey's Anatomy costar James Pickens Jr. (a.k.a. Grey's Dr. Richard Webber) confirms. They are smart, because that show is actively jumping the shark.
We haven't even talked about the freak show that is the mother of the octuplets. Doesn't she look like she's had a LOT of plastic surgery? What's up with her face? Ewwww! Did we the taxpayers pay for that the same way we are going to have to support her and her 14 kids?? Ridiculous! And...why the f**k does Congress care if A Rod took steroids? Don't they have bigger fish to fry, like oh, I don't know...our collapsing economy or the war that we are in?!? And, last but not least, I want to wish a very to my friend Christie...her bday is tomorrow...29 again! Ok, I'm going to go try to sleep because I was up all night with my little guy.

My Birthday Cake!!!

Check out my birthday cake!!! It's a Juicy Couture doggie carrier with a Tao look alike popping out of it! Cutest. Thing. Ever. Totally!



Happy Birthday to me! (That's me and "Babycakes" the build-a-bear that Lissy bought me...we are both rockin' our slogan tees...hers says "My Bestie Loves Me")

Happy Birthday, Jacob!!!!

Today is Jacob's birthday!
Be sure to wish him a happy, happy...you know how we Libras love attention!

Wow!  I haven't blogged in a long time.  Sorry about that!  Lots has been going on...I'll try to sum it all up for you.  First, let's talk about Ryan...formerly known as R.  I think that I may have actually found a real live nice guy.  Shocking, yes?

We've been seeing each other for a little over a month now and it's actually going really well.  The only problem is that he lives in Hollywood (Florida, not California...that would REALLY suck!), so we're about 1 1/2 hours apart.  It's not the end of the world, but we really only get to see each other on the weekend.  And we talk ALL THE TIME on the phone.  So...Miss Independant is slowly but surely becoming Miss Co-Dependant.  Who would've thought?!? 


Meet Ryan...and his dog Tyson...who I am SOOO totally in love with!  Aren't they cute?
Ok, on to my lips

...and my new tattoo (not on my lips, mind you).

I decided to get a new tattoo about 2 weeks ago.  I had to get my nose re-pierced because I took out the nosering that I had been wearing for like a year...I know, I know...so gross!  Anyway, we (me and Melissa) couldn't get it or a new one back in.  So...we went to a tattoo parlor for them to put the nosering in, and hey...I'm all about multi-tasking, so why not get another tattoo as well?  Sorry, Mommy...she hates all of my ink.  So, I got a pink bow on the back of my neck and 3 little stars behind my left ear.  (Ryan: "Because you really NEEDED a ribbon and some stars on your body, right?  How random is that?!?"  Me: "Shut up!")  Well, I got a little more than I bargained for, but more on that later.  I was supposed to get a permanant implant in my lip on Thursday that just passed.  I always get the lip injections, but my body metabolizes them very quickly, and this would be much cheaper in the long run.  I was all set.  Ryan took me to the surgeon's office, the nurse came out and got me, said "Ok, hugs and kisses goodbye now."  I asked her how long I would be, and she said about 2 hours until I would be out of recovery.  It was 2 p.m., and like a good boyfriend should, Ryan hadn't eaten anything because I couldn't.  (I know...he's awesome!)  So, I was all "Go get something to eat."  and he was all over it.  So, off he went.  The nurse takes me into a room and starts having me sign release forms, etc.  Then I get to the form that asks about meds that you may have taken within the last 2 weeks.  I look up at her and say "Um...I took Excedrin yesterday."  She looked at me like "DUMMY!"  and said the Doctor would be in to talk to me soon.  Oh, great....The Doctor: "We can't do the surgery today because the risk of you bleeding out are too great."Me: "Ummmm...ok"The Doctor: "I hope there are no hard feelings"Me: "No, not at all.  I appreciate you not letting me bleed to death"The Doctor (without missing a beat): "Yeah, it's not really my thing on Thursdays"Who knew?!?  So, I frantically text Ryan "Come back" and of course, he just ordered pizza so I had to wait.  And wait.  Outside.  In the f***ing hot sun.  Then he was stuck at the bridge...yada, yada, yada.  All I know is that I had the WORST headache ever.  Total waste of a day.  Oh, well.  I'm rescheduled for the 24th...stay tuned.  So, I don't have the surgery, and Ryan comes back to Naples with me.  On Saturday morning, he looks at my new tattoo on my neck and says "Baby, I think this is infected.  It does not look good.  Where do you keep the alcohol and peroxide?"  Me: "Um...I don't"  Him: "Remind me not to cut myself here.  Who has 15 different types of every beauty product and no alcohol or peroxide?!?"  Me: "Um...me?"He went to the drugstore and got some stuff and he cleaned my nar-sty tattoo all weekend.  He must really like me, huh?  The good news is that between Melissa and Ryan (and the gross antibiotics my Doctor gave me), the infection is almost gone.

My birthday is rapidly approaching...it's on the 19th, for those of you that don't know...hint, hint!  I don't have any plans yet.  Lissy asked me what I want to do for my birthday.  I said "I don't know...just something low key."  She replied "Low key?!?  Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?!?"  Ok, yeah...that is weird for me, huh?

So...my Dad is a total douchebag,  Seriously.  He sent me an email that said "Niki-We need to bury the hatchet.  Please email me your contact information.  Love, Dad"  My first reaction was "Bury the hatchet?  Sure.  Where would you like it?  In your head or your little stepdaughter's?"  (Note to self...Always trust your gut)  I decided to be an adult and called him.  Big mistake.  HUGE!  He was such a dick.  To the point where I was like "Um...why did you contact me?  To be mean to me?"  We were on the phone for a while during which he blamed me for my "hateful letters" to my Ugly Stepsister.Me: "That little b***h attacked me.  WTF?!?"  Daddy Dearest: "Well, I didn't read them.  I don't want any part of that."Me: "I suggest you read them before you start talking OUT OF YOUR A**."Daddy Dearest: "You are a child of mine,  Not the other way around.  You WILL respect me,"Me: "No...actually I won't."And then he was all "What did you call me in your blog?"  Me (in my head):  "Oh, s**t.  YOU read my blog?!?  WTF?"  (out loud):  "Which one?  I call you lots of things in my blog."Daddy Dearest: "Don't you think that your friends dislike me because you influence them with your blog?"Me: "My friends had opinions on you WAY before I ever wrote a blog."Actually, you stupid motherf***er, I think my friends HATE you because of the way that you have treated me like something you dragged in on the bottom of your shoe.  If you were pissed about what I had to say before, you're going to be bannana sandwiches over this post.  I hate my father.  HATE, HATE, HATE.  And why must he always f**k with me right araound my birthday?!?  If you are reading this, Drop Dead Ed (and I hope you are), please just leave me the f**k alone.  For good.  I am doing just fine without you.  I'm just glad that you decided to become devoid of morals and values AFTER my personality was formed.  It is amazingly ironic to me that the person that taught me how to be ethical ("You have to do the RIGHT thing, not the EASY thing") is now the most unprincipled person that I know.  What a big disapppointment you turned out to be. (Insert me shaking my head here)  Oh, well...everyone has their crosses to bear, right?  Besides, my Mom totally rocks!

So, put that in your juice box and suck it...HARD, Daddy Dearest.
So, did you watch the debate?  Another reason to loathe my father:  he's a die hard Republican.  B***h, you are not RICH enough to be a Republican.  Your deadbeat self should be a Democrat.  From aolnews.com: It took just eight minutes into Tuesday's presidential debate for Republican candidate McCain to land the first blow, blaming Obama and Democrats for the collapse of mortgage giants Freddie Mac and Fannie Mae. "They're the ones that, with the encouragement of Senator Obama and his cronies and his friends in Washington, that went out and made all these risky loans, gave them to people that could never afford to pay back," McCain said.  (Um...Cronies???  Is he f***ing kidding?  Pot, meet Kettle.  I mean c'mon.  The GOP is made up of nothing but "cronies" and good ol' boys.  Give me a break.)
Obama responded: "I've got to correct a little bit of Senator McCain's history, not surprisingly. ... In fact, Senator McCain's campaign chairman's firm was a lobbyist on behalf of Fannie Mae, not me." McCain campaign manager Rick Davis has a stake in a Washington lobbying firm that received thousands of dollars a month from Freddie Mac until recently.  In one pointed confrontation on foreign policy, Obama bluntly challenged McCain's steadiness. "This is a guy who sang 'bomb, bomb, bomb Iran,' who called for the annihilation of North Korea — that I don't think is an example of speaking softly."  (Ohhhhh, burn!)  During a discussion of an energy bill McCain offered up a two-word phrase that immediately got a reaction.  "You know who voted for it? You might never know. That one," McCain said, pointing at his opponent. ("That one"?!?  As in..."those people"?!?)

And, um...is it just me or is watching Sarah Palin talk kind of like watching a SNL skit?  She plays to the camera WAAAAAAY too much.  And...John McCain looks like he has one foot in the grave.  Do we really want Capitol Hill Barbie running our country?!?  Yikes!

From perezhilton.com: To celebrate Lil' Wayne's 26th birthday, rapper Birdman threw him a huge party on Monday in Miami hotspot Mansion nightclub.  And what do you give the rapper who has everything?!?  A  Louis Vuitton briefcase filled with a MILLION dollars in CASH as a gift!  Sweet!  I'd like a gift like that please!

Ok...gotta go to work...I'll try to write more later...

I Forgot To Mention A Few Things...

From usmagazine.com: Christina Applegate is free of breast cancer after undergoing a double mastectomy.  "I'm clear," Applegate, 36, told ABC News' Good Morning America Tuesday. "Absolutely 100 percent clear and clean. It did not spread. They got everything out, so I'm definitely not going to die from breast cancer."I think she's really brave...that can't be an easy decision to make.

“Yes, I can confirm I’m pregnant. It’s still early, so I’m being cautious. I’m resting as much as possible," Jenna Jameson tells Usmagazine.com exclusively. "I'm so happy!"

Wow...don'tcha wish your Mommy was a Ho like her?!? Giving new meaning to the term MILF...Charlie Sheen's new wife is preggo too...yawn!

 From perezhilton.com: InTouch has gotten its hands on some juicy info — how much each player on The Hills is getting paid per episode!  Who knew "reality" television could pay so well? Lauren Conrad: $75,000 per episode
Heidi Montag: $65,000 per episode
Spencer Pratt: $65,000 per episode
Audrina Patridge: $35,000 per episode
Whitney Port: $20,000 per episode
Brody Jenner: $10,000 per episode
Lauren “Lo” Bosworth: $10,000 per episode
Stephanie Pratt: $8,000 per episode
An insider supposedly said, “The only reason L.C. gets paid more than anyone else is because she demanded in her original contract that no one could ever get paid more than her.”Unbelievable!

I saw two decent movies this weekend.  Prom Night-only if you like scary movies-and We Own The Night.  Ok.  Let's talk about dating.  Specifically dating people with pets.  I often think that my dogs could be a problem in a relationship.  But, seriously.  What exactly would be a dealbreaker?  For me...any type of rodent.  If you are a grown man and you own a gerbil...Dude, you've got problems (Think Richard Gere).  Cats could be a dealbreaker for me too because Tai Tai is allergic and we all know that I will not be parting with Tai Tai anytime soon.  (Love me, love my dog)  Feel free to share your thoughts...do you have an opinion on rodents as pets past the age of 10?  It's creepy, I think.I am listening to Michelle Obama speak at the Democratic Convention.  She's a good speaker...way better than Hillary.  Their younger daughter is a cutie, too.

Um...WTF? There's another storm headed our way. Gustav. Really? REALLY?!?
Well, I'm going to go to bed...I am fighting a cold & am slightly delirious (by that I mean f**ked up on Nyquil...LOL).  Have a great night all!