I am absolutely in LOVE with this collage of photos! These were taken a few months ago by LWMG Studios in Pasadena, CA. There's more, so as soon as I get them I'll show you guys!

So, I better not be catching a cold! I have been sneezing the past few days and what I thought might be my allergies kicking up - yes, I am the epitome of a nerd, I'm allergic to practically everything. Thanks Dad - I assumed it was just the beginning of Fall, the changing weather and my allergies. Well, I don't get sick very often but, I think if I don't take my Emergen-C now, I may be in a bit of a pickle for not taking precautionary measures. I don't take anything stronger than an Advil for anything. My body for some reason just rejects it. (I know, I'm a weirdo.) So, I try to keep it as natural as possible. I do the whole organic thing, I juice my fruits and veggies every morning..... well, after my morning cup of coffee, that is. ha ha Without my coffee, I'm a nightmare. Anyone who is close to me on a daily basis can attest to this! 

Anyway, we were supposed to get into the studio today but the producer just went on tour for a week with his cousin. I hope he has a good time. (I'm sincere in that wish, not being sarcastic.) Traveling, touring and being stuck in a bus with a bunch of strangers who become your family away from home is a fun thing. I enjoy it. I think anyone with a hint of gypsy in their blood enjoys it. Ha!  I did a lot of traveling for my modeling stuff. I remember my first trip to New York. Gosh! Was that exciting! I was literally making my way around there like I'd been there before! Manhattan, Upper East Side, Brooklyn, Jersey, Times Square, Upper West Side... It was so great! And, the people who lived there actually were trying to guess what part of town I was from. It was a blast! My favorite spot there is Serendipity. I would buy property on the same street. That's how much I adore that little restaurant. I was there for a week and a half and wasn't able to get there until the day my flight was to bring me back home. I was so irritated because it's the one place I MUST go to every time I'm in NYC. (yes, before I even went to NEW YORK, I knew this would be my hot spot I gotta stop)  I was seeing this guy and we would Facetime every day I was there and everything I saw and did I was like, "Baby! We have to do this together!" Especially, the carriage ride in Central Park or just walking around Times Square... gosh, I want to do those things in NYC with someone special. (mind you, as I was seeing these things, I was on a very tight schedule, so I was only able to see these things for maybe five seconds.) *sigh I'm such a hopeless romantic! This album we are working on right now will be reminiscent of these feelings (and maybe a little man-hatery on a couple cuts for the women out there who have been done in by some real douche bags... oops. ha ha) Find the "NICE GUY" ladies. I'm tired of seeing my sisters out there not honoring themselves and submitting to a man who isn't worthy of your grace. 

And with that, I leave you guys for today, I have to work on my set.  =-*

Have you ever had to pee so freaking bad that you digress to that 8 year old little girl, holding herself, as if that's actually going to help stop the flow? Let me start by saying that, no, I didn't drink gallons of water at practice - Only small gulps to clear any mucus, dryness or the like from my throat. On my drive home I had to pee so bad it was like believing the Pacific Ocean could be held with only a kiddie pool.

So, let me back up a bit, first of all, in Los Angeles, if you are to be somewhere at a certain time, when the GPS tells you 32 minutes. It's a lie.  It's an hour. Even if you are only going seven miles. GPS says, 7 miles and approximately 18 minutes. Lying.  It's an hour. While, I have learned this, I have not put it to good practice. I think... "hm, it says only 28 minutes and 14 miles away? Oh, OK, Rita, let's leave around thirty minutes." Wrong. Lying GPS, it's an hour. And, I need to get in that damn car an hour beforehand. Learn the lesson Rita. Learn the freaking lesson. ha ha

Fast forward to being on the phone with my management and she's hearing me pulling off at every other exit to find a damn bathroom! What gives? First exit I tried took me directly into residential track homes. what the hell? So, I turn towards what looks like its a main road, but as I'm squinting to find a Circle K,  a Shell Station, a paddy wagon with a coffee cup I can utilize, I say  "screw this" and make a sharp u-turn to get right back on the freeway. I pass another exit, thank goodness I didn't take that one. It had NOTHING when I looked on the overpass.. maybe a pumpkin patch, which looked promising but I'm sure I would have gotten arrested for misusing a haystack as a port-a-potty. Next exit, I make my way off the freeway and see a Shell. YAY! Nope. Packed with cars, and no bathroom. Oh! Look, there's a Trader Joe's! Nope. There's a police officer directing "parking lot" traffic.... PARKING LOT TRAFFIC? Seriously? "Screw this" and sharp u-turn to get back on the freeway. But, as I'm breathing like a woman about to go into labor, I spot a Circle K. I ask my manager, they have to have a bathroom, right? She says, "yes, they should." So, I pull in, right next to some bushes. (yes... the thought of using the bushes as an option was at the forefront of my mind - I know, don't judge me. ha!) But, I make my way to the store, with a sad limp in my walk from not trying to pee myself and I asked the store clerk if there is a restroom and he says, "yes... but it's $5." We both laughed and I squirmed my way past him to, FINALLY, end this insanity.


So, rehearsal went great, I can't complain, working out some vocal imbalances to keep everything in check. And my crazy day is sure to continue.... =P

Up early for rehearsals today!  And, sent some snaps for wardrobe over to my manager. ( psssst...
We got something coming up next week, I can't wait to tell y'all!) Also, I woke up with the worst headache ever! But, always the professional ha ha, I powered through rehearsal, popping some Advil and am back on vocal rest til my second set of rehearsals later.

My sister is coming to visit me today yay! I am so excited because I haven't seen her in weeks! I think we're planning sushi and sake! Yahoo!  (Which I do NOT need the sake since I had a little bit of vino last night - hence, this freaking headache) But I'll go H.A.M. on the sushi for sure!  Maybe catch a movie or something... I don't know, I always want to do a million things all the time so we'll see what she wants to do when she gets here! =P

My thoughts seem to be tormenting me today. Sometimes, it feels like I fight my demons all at the same time... but, don't we all? Be a bitch? Don't be a bitch. Be diplomatic? Speak your mind! Be a lady? Nah, Fuck it! Curse up a storm - like a sailor! Oh, oops, shouldn't have done that. Did I make the right decision? Trust your instincts!  ....So, in an effort to distract myself from this insanity, I've been teaching myself a new piece. Something complicated. Something that forces me to focus on the keys and not this, but then my hands tire and I'm like... ugh... bottom line, as told by my amazing manager and confidant, "Stop second guessing everything!" ha ha.. she cracks me up. But she's 100% freaking right! How many times a day do we sit and think about the possible, the improbable and the ridiculous? Running ourselves ragged from the what ifs? JUST GO FOR IT! If you love him, show him! If you want that promotion, ask for it! If you need a hug and a tissue, ask for a damn hug and grab a tissue before impact!

Quite often, when I'm having bouts of these tormentous occasions, something happens and its then, that I begin writing page after page of words. Lyrics that might make it to song, Lyrics that may never see the light of day. Either way, exposing yourself via journal, songs,  or maybe by way of the ice cream man who visits my street every day... regardless, it's getting released into the universe to be part of what is to become. Who knows? At the end of the day, I could just be a crazy broad who thinks too much..  But your still here reading this gibberish anyway, aren't you? =P

After reluctantly dragging my butt to the store for a new humidifier, I realized I had bought a "cool mist" humidifier.... with NO MIST. *sigh First of all, I don't know what the hell that even means- a misting machine that has no mist. Secondly, after thinking, well maybe I should just try it-and did-turns out, a cool misting machine with no mist is just cold air in the face! So, with my newly present sniffles, I took my happy ass back to the store to exchange it for the tried and true humidifier, WITH MIST. With mist, that's warm and has that vapor stuff going on.! THANK YOU WARM VAPOR MIST!

I have to be glad though that I went back to the store, I found throat spray on clearance and grabbed some coffee refills for my Keurig Vue machine. My day is set and Im off to do some vocals. =P
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