Consistency

It has come to my attention, that this blog should probably have well organized posting dates.

You know, like, a post every Tuesday or Thursday. Something concrete and for everyone to look forward to. For the few people who do read my blog.

So my post days will be on Tuesdays and Fridays.

Of course, I will have random posts here and there, when I find an amazing recipe or a project that MUST be tried by everyone on the planet. However, it would do well to have certain posts on certain days to get this blog on a roll and find it some more followers!

So for today, my Friday post, I shall share with everyone the moment that had me giggling like a giddy girl a few months ago in Los Angeles.

Follow the stars beyond the Galaxy. Take Shore to Hope and stop on a stair. Look for a man with a map

From Charlie's Angel's Full Throttle. 

As my best friend Sam and I walked along the Hollywood walk of fame, pointing and gasping at famous names. I spotted this beauty right past the "Ripley's Believe it or Not" museum. (And guess what else was right by us?) 

A man with a map.

m.l.carista

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Moocher With The Moves

So it has come to my attention that some of my....'people'? Family? Friends? Are uncomfortable with my new hobby.

Firefighter Pole Dancer.

Yes, I am a bone-a-fied pole dancer. But I'm not a stripper, there is a very distinct difference.Strippers take their clothes off and get paid for men to see them naked. Most can't even get up on a pole, much less do what we do. Which is climb, spin, jump, hang upside down and do splits and tricks that would blow your mind. What we do takes skill, strength, and constant practice.

Now my hobby isn't without consequence. I pull muscles, strain my wrists and bruise the heck out of my thighs and legs. I also get both admiring and angry stares from people. My favorite, of course, is going to chick-fil-a. Since their 'I hate gay' incident, it hasn't waned my appetite for their scrumptious chicken. It has however, given my a challenge. I mean no disrespect to Christians, but I enjoy watching people judge the book by it's cover. It is one of my favorite things to do.

Some don't say anything, they just shrug and walk away. Other's give me a stare that even a blind man can see.

I honestly don't care what people think, but I do take it into consideration. Only in the sense that I am a writer, I live to observe. I could put your entire life story in a few paragraphs just from looking at you. Or I could build my own around your personality.

So back to pole dancing, it's fun, it's fitness. It keeps you in shape, I promise. The way you look depends on how advanced you want to be on the pole.

The point of this is to clear the air and the rumors I'm pretty sure are circulating. I'm NOT a stripper. That's a nasty word. I find it insulting to me. The only person allowed to see my entire body is my husband. I am a pole dancer. I wear clothes and do awesome stunts on the pole.

Voila. Explained. Grow up and look past it.

m.l. carista

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Fa La La La Tokyo

Okay, so I didn't really go TO Tokyo, I landed in the airport and took a train to Yokosuka, Japan, where my sexy husband is stationed.

You're thinking, it's not Christmas anymore, why post this? Well, because it was Christmas while I was there.

I have been dreaming about Japan since I was very, very young, and to have the chance to see it was beyond imagination. Even in tiny Yokosuka, it was busy and so very, very Japanese.

We stayed in a lovely hotel off-base, and it was within walking distance of EVERYTHING. It was exciting, wonderful and above all else: COLD.

Winter in Japan is not to be underestimated. I did not pack for the weather and I was freezing half the time.

This is me. Freezing my butt of in front of the awesome vending machines.

Me

Mah Husband

Onigiri, they come in many flavors, be careful what you choose.

The view from our 14th floor room.

Calpis water. The water that tastes like the milk after you eat a bowl of fruity pebbles.

There isn't much to see in Yokosuka, and money was tight. I was mostly there to see my husband, six months is a long time to be separated as newly weds. I got to bar-hop like I read in the manga's, use Japanese yen and walk through bustling shops. I even found a tiny tea cup shop that I plan to visit again!

My favorite thing though, would have to be the convenient stores in Japan. They are filled to the brim with unusual and amazing things! Rice balls, tiny meals, strange things in bags, hot foods, odd drinks and of course, MANGA.

My trip to Japan was a dream come true, I will be returning this Christmas, to visit Kyoto, a hot spring and stand in the middle of Tokyo. 

Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year. 

Keep all your resolutions handy!

Much Love,

m.l. carista

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