Margo's got Moxie ! : the diary of miss red high heels

Last week, I adopted a dog. I want to pause on that for the initial Ellen Degeneres freak out moment of, "OMG what was I thinking?!" I looked at her photo on the Happy Tails website over and over all day at work, and kept ruminating on it, and how special she looked. I have always wanted a dog, in fact I actually wanted a larger one! Apartment complexes are very uptight about breeds and size, so that wasn't going to happen for me, and my place isn't that big. I was praying and thinking how much this would insanely impact me financially with all the travel I am doing next year. Last Friday, I was told by a coworker to either meet the cutie, or let it go, and move on. I went to the gym, and then met her at the agency in Sacramento and she jumped into my arms and sniffed and nuzzled up to me. I was a goner. I knew if I left and didn't say yes, I would regret it forever. The foster mom seemed a tad sad and distant. She wouldn't look at me hardly, and took off ...

Not everyone is going to be direct and honest. Silent people can be interesting but in my opinion sometimes silence is hurtful and dangerous if gone undetected. Say what you mean and mean what you say. I think everyone does need their space and not everyone responds well to personal attack. However, if they ask for your thoughts, sugarcoating it won't make it any easier. At some point, you will alienate and disappoint people you didn't intend to piss off and those folks who push you away and run for good weren't there to stay to begin with. Or another is, you will wonder if a guy or girl is interested and don't feel you should chase them and think the impersonal mode of texting is nothing but nerve racking. I overthink a lot of things. I have to say we are some of the best minds when we do that, but it takes a toll on our mental and emotional capacity overall if you let it! Funny thing is, I get teased for putting an extra place setting at my table at dinner. People ask...

In Junior High and High School, I wanted to be a nurse. I wanted to help people, I wanted to be a hero. I moved around with that idea until I added being a veterinarian as well. I was terrible at Math and Science, and to this day, use a calculator for tips at restaurants and read science books even if I never went to any nursing courses. I guess maybe it was fear I would never pass, who knew. I wasn't too great at foreign language either, but god did I want to be! I wanted to speak fluent and go somewhere and be an interpreter maybe. I had so many dreams. I flipped around with what I wanted, even teaching, but nursing was my goal. I wanted to be a lifesaver and the person at the table when all was lost. I think that show Grey's Anatomy really went to that little head of mine, because I was hooked. I think I was hooked even before that show. I felt like I could do something for people and be a somebody, or what have you. I stuck to journalism later because I decid...

This past weekend, I traveled to Oregon to attend college friends of mine, their wedding as a bridesmaid. I was super stoked and a tad crazy busy because I had been gone for the last two weekends straight. I absolutely love going and being on the go, but wasn't sure how I pulled it off now looking back! I left two suitcases on the ground. One for labor day weekend and one for Jason and Ashley's wedding. I flew into Portland on Wednesday and later flight got to my hotel at 1am after getting off the rail station. Saved mega bucks not taking a cab. Friday we had the bachelorette party and the gals went to three awesome wineries. I didn't know the other two bridesmaids, but I knew one. Even the bride is one of the easy going, laid back, fun, woman I know, so I didn't expect any bridezilla moments. How ironic that I was the bridesmaidzilla if you will! I was able to luckily score some hair and makeup appointments for myself and a friend to get all dressed up. It was such a...

I got back from Ireland and was glad to be back with friends and family. However, my apartment didn't feel like home. Lately, I have been a bit of a wanderer. I used think to that home was where the heart is, but home is really what you make it. I honestly wonder what it would be like to live out of a suit case for a bit, constantly on the go, and just exploring all the possibilities.  For someone my age that sounds completely exciting. People who have families and children or dying relatives it doesn't sound as good. There is something so liberating about getting on a plane and not looking back. I mean it really may seem like escaping from life's problems, but those will be there wherever you go. Heartbreak is still present, debt if you have it, family issues; whatever it is, travel is incredible but it is not the solution.  I do however love the spontaneity of just being able to get up and go and not have to have a care in the world and roll with the outcome. I was ne...

For weeks I have analyzed the situation like a biologist would a specimen under a scope. I dont know what they are going through and I dont know what I did but ill pray about them and realize I can not do anything. I am 26 yrs old I dont care about age but it makes a big deal when I still have my world ahead. It hurts so much  when they are pushing me away. If we dated, in 10 yrs we would only resent each other. I dont want that, and I dont want to lose their friendship but Ill hurt myself more if I keep trying at a dead end road. . Ive been nothing but loyal and I defend my friends when people talk smack. Real love is when you can let go and you want the best for someone but also for yourself. Real love is when you respect someone no matter what and communicate with trust and understanding with a little bit of introspection and care. Infatuation is when you have crush that takes no action and your obsession becomes lust over what you think you should have and should control and ho...

Blog Pictures dont do justice. My trip to Ireland was the most amazing experience ever. I was going through a lot at home and battered, unforeseen friendships and work stress. I could not wait to get away. We went to Dublin, County Kerry, and Galway. I toured and trekked all over, taking in views Id always dreamed about. I spent time with people I thought id never get along with or meet. We were a tight knit close grohl of nineteen people and all pretty much got along. I loved the scenery and atmosphere of the area and its people. I loved how we could get a drink and it wasn't overly priced like the states. I loved all of the sacred churches open to the public and the beautiful cathedral lining the corner of one town. They say travel is good for the soul. I lived it up there and on my last night, had one last pint with my tour family, laughing, singing, dancing, and crying even cried at dinner. For the past four weeks or so, Id been sad over a guy I liked and wanted a friendship ...