tomorrow...

i will fly home. i will be pissed off during my ten hour flight. i will eat crappy food. i will sit next to a person that is probably not too much fun. i will be uncomfortable. i will smell like airplane.

but then, the day after tomorrow....

i will hug my fam. i will go swimming, lay out, go to yoga with my mom, and maybe even fit horseback riding before it gets dark. i will go to mass. i will have dinner with my fam, kiss my mom, dad, grandpa, cousin, dogs and maids good night. a yellow lab named Waffles will sleep next to me on my bed. i will have sweet, spoiled dreams.

i will do no chores for 3 weeks. i will miss my boy toy. i will try to update my blog with all my fun and exciting activities. i will love every second of every minute of my trip. and then, when my three weeks are up, i will come home to my favorite boy. MY boy. He shopped with me for over 7 hours today. black friday. now THAT's true love.

ps: i got some stuff at urban outfitters today and i might trick some people into actually thinking i'm super cool.

SO grateful

for dogs. Hershey, my first dog, died when she was 15. just 2 years ago. she wasn't the first dog I lived with, but she was MY first dog, as in mine all mine. I named her, took care of her, everything. LOVE YOU, MIMIS! I taught her some really funny tricks, but my all time fave was when I would say "Show me your facial features!" she would put her face on my hands. I grew up with her and she waited up for me as I got home from proms, parties, all of it. She was there when I got shitty grades, when I got good grades, and she wanted to sleep with Ammon every time Amms came down to Brasil. It was so cute.

And then, there is Boomer and Petunia. Those two are my first "my responsibility only" dawgs. They are so easy though, they teach me much more than I teach them.

I I am grateful for all the messes Boomer makes, and it makes me so happy to see the Toonce sleeping by the fire.

thankful for....

I was tagged by 3 friends to do this thing, so here goes. you are supposed to write something you are thankful for, beginning with each letter of your first and last name. HOLLA!

F - fashion, family, friends, fun. I am pretty sure that covers my four fave things in life. Well, except for animals, maybe we can put pets under the "fun" category.

L - love, laughter, ludracris. I love rap, that's why LUDA! is on there. love and laughter, duh. Who doesn't like those things?!

A- Ammon. Our marriage is not perfect (is any one's?! Seriously.) but I adore him more than anything. I love making him laugh at my stupid jokes and I love watching Alton Brown by his side.

V - vacations. Going to Brasil makes me feel like a kid again. Yes, the 10 hour flight is no fun, but as soon as I go through security and see my entire family waiting for me, I cry like a baby. Every time.

I - ignorance. Yes, folks. I am even thankful for the ignorant idiots I have come to meet. Why? Because without them, I would have no desire to get smarter and more educated on things I care about.

A - ANIMALSSSSS!

A. - Amigos. Can I write stuff in Portuguese?! Well, friends are the spice of life. I am thankful for the friends I made while working at Whole Foods and that they still call me and invite me to hang out almost every night. Love it!

G. - Grandmas. My grandma passed away 3 years ago and nothing will ever be the same without her. There are still days when I'm like, "holy shit, gotta call grams and tell her about that!" and then, I'm like, "Oh yeah...". She was so awesome. TE AMO, VOVO!!!

S.- Sassyness. I loves sass. It' a gift. Petunia is the sassyest thing ever. She is my little sussy (suh-see = unexpected present or gift).

T. - Travis Barker. Did anyone think he was going to come out of that plane crash alive?! REALLY! just kidding. I am grateful for my step dad, who gave me the last name of Thiollier. It's french and snotty, just like me. My dad is awesome. He is Buddhist. He is at peace with the world. He doesn't care about material things. He loves to run and make fun of my mom and I. HOLLAAAA! Love the dad.

P - PETUNIA! She did bite my hand pretty hard today, but I know that little thing loves me. And boy, do I love her. I like it when she wants to attack people passing by us on the street. I like to pretend that she is defending me from robbers or scary rapists or something. I'm also thankful for Miuccia Prada, for making the world a better place with her handbags. GO MIU MIU!

A - ANIMALS! I love animals more than I love people. Judge me, see if I care. And if you are judging me, you are one of the reasons why animals are WAY cooler than people.

T - T & A. Porn, in general. I saw a title for a porn this week called "GASH BASH 2009". Pretty funny, huh? I'm not thankful for porn though. I am just having a hard time thinking of something that begins with T. TREASURES. No...TRICKS. No. Tori Spelling. I don't know. SHIT! I KNOW! I'M THANKFUL FOR TARA! THANKS TARA, FOR MAKING MY LIFE BETTER WITH YOUR CHICKEN LASAGNA AND FUN STORIES. And Tori Birch, for her amazing shoe designs.

E - Education. I love learning about stuff. I usually care about learning about stuff that is not useful, but hey, at least I'm learning.


*Just in case anyone is wondering why I have so many letters up there, that's because my real name is Flavia Augusta Goncalves Simardi Thiollier. But then, when the Pate came along, I changed it to Flavia Augusta Goncalves -Pate. Woah.

it's a doggy dog world

I'm looking forward to spending time with all those snotty girls up there. My cousin, Marina, is the one with the grey top. Her and her friends invited me to go to the beach with them. Let me remind you they are 16 years old. Do I care? HELL no. I have so much fun with them and they are so rude and snotty...love it. They are like what I would have turned into if I had stayed in Brasil. They know and like everything I like and it's hilarious. They are like mini adults.

Moving on...


Who is cooler than my dog? Nobody. Well, maybe a couple of people, but other than that, NOBODY. Boomer cheers me up, watches me sing and dance when I'm home alone, sits by me while I pack to go to Brasil (HOLLAAAA! Home sweet home, here I come!), and puts up with all my kissing and squeezing without ever growling (unlike Petunia...). I LOVE YOU, BOOMER!

I just want to say a few things that really bother me:

-people who think they are hot shit but actually aren't
-those who don't love animals
-people that ask me to take them impossible things, like rollerblades or a horse saddle...yeah.
-food that tastes bad
-reality tv
-racism
-overalls
-people that pretend to be your friends but jump at the chance to be rude to you whenever they can

I'm kind of in a bad mood today. I should be thrilled that I'm packing and going home soon, but I'm kind of grumpy.

YOU'RE FIRED!

**Picture Donald Trump here! His picture is not loading. Bummer!**

I got fired. Yup. At first, I cried. And then I got pissed. And then I cried again. I still don't get exactly what happened, but let's just say I wasn't fired because I deserved it. Part of me is glad though...I mean, I leave for Brasil in 10 days, I never have to do dishes or take the garbage out at Whole Foods again, I don't have to put up with rude people who get mad at me because the pizza is by the pound or because we are out of cheddar cheese. For that, I am grateful. But I'm going to miss the people I worked with. Wesley, the coolest 19 year old EVER, became one of my best friends and we would laugh for the entire 8 hours we worked together. We would sing, dance, make rude people shitty sandwiches with the shitty, fatty pieces of chicken, give nice people free stuff....it was da bomb. I know that whatever job I get next will be totally different than what I have experienced for these passed 9 weeks. Yes, it was hard, and yes, I came home crying sometimes...but boy, oh boy, did I have fun.
So now, let's move on. I'd like to give a special shout out to tha T-BONE (HOLLAAAA!) and her husband, Bretters, who cooked me the BEST chicken lasagna I have ever had. Sorry I didn't eat the bread crusts, T. Their pup Stella is sure adorable. Not only does she have a precious under bite, she also made me feel very loved by giving me kisses and playing with me the entire night. LOVE YOU, STELLS!
I am so excited to be going home to Brasil for 19 days. I can't wait to see my mom and dad and grandpa and my cousins and the maids and my uncle and hell, even the Russian! I want to ride that stallion again (the Russian is not a stallion, her horse is the stallion. Just want to clear that up), maybe I won't get bucked off this time. I chose to spend Thanksgiving and Christmas with Ammon this year, and not with my fam. He better the hell feel special, that's all I'm gonna say about that. I'm so crazy about my family that I would not miss the chance of hanging out with them during xmas time for anyone else. I love my husband a whole lot, that's for sure.
I'm so glad he is home from his classy, fancy business trip. I really wished he would have bought me a hoodie with the hotel's name on it, but I did get an awesome pearl in a can with salty water and a bunch of chocolate I already ate. It was delish.
Oh and just to finalize this really lame entry, I have an awful cold. I had a fever the last few days and my nose was super bloody. When I got home from going on a rather long walk with my dawgs, I realized I had blood all over my white hoodie and I had a blood moostach. I bet people were totally trying to like, flag me down on the street. If I saw it though, I'd be like, "yeaaaah, I look HAWTT today! Look at all these people MAD DAWGGIN' me!".
Lastly, I would like to thank Miss Lacy May and Miss Kate Marie for visiting me at work. Tara and Brett also visited me once. Thanks guys! and THANKS Ann, for never stopping by, even though I was like, 5 min from your house. THANKS. Now you'll never see me in my Whole Foods beret. Sucks to be you.
xoxo

she's got ass AND class

yes folks, i'm talking about myself. ass i've got enough to spare, but i feel my class is just going out the window since starting at Whole Foods. I am practically the only girl in a kitchen full of boys who, well, don't have much going on right now. and haven't ever, in my opinion. after reading that peeps thought my husband lacked class when telling Brett to do that one thing, lets just say that maybe ive been around boys too much. and unfortunatly, ive been too far from my boy toy.
work is going well though, can't complain. we've been having "dance parties" since the weather started getting chillier and let me tell you, i've got moves. i even close my eyes and like, bite my lower lip when i dance. it's rad. today wesley, sawyer and i even got a few customers to join us. i giggled like crazy. i love to giggle. i'm happy where im at. i have no money, but im happy.
i don't miss blogging though. it's weird, i go through phases. i have been so excited about ann and lacy's halloween pictures, but since no one ever put them up, im just like, eh. you know?
anyway, im sleepy, and nervous about tomorrow. vote everybody...VOTE. except if you're voting mccain...then stay home.