It's a virtual garage sale!

In recent months I came to notice that every other friend I've spoken to has either been holding garage sales on their front lawns or more efficiently selling everything but the kitchen sink online!

Folks are getting rid of old books, purses, moldy coats (please dry clean before selling) and anything not bolted down or needed for immediate use. Its quite a phenomenon if you ask me.

To think the items we used to hoard and treasure. Like the pair of pants that used to fit you just right but are now a couple sizes too small but you were hoping you would fit back in them - gone.

The Fendi purse your mom gave you that you thought you'd use one day but just haven't found the right occasion and its been sitting in your closet for years - gone.

The massive amounts of dusty books you've kept around displaying your intellect are now not as necessary as you once thought, you can show people how smart you are in other ways - gone.

With a couple of clicks on the key board, these possessions which were once prized and adored are being thrown into the fire in order to pay for other important things like food, shelter and gasoline!

Our parents always told us that one mans junk was another mans treasure and we never really got it did we? Well now we do and we're learning it the hard way. An article on Reuters states, "its not about getting rid of clutter anymore, its about survival." And they're not kidding.

So don't be ashamed, its merely cause and effect, a product of our current state. So click away friends, click away to a better tomorrow because in today's economy you can't just sit around and sulk, you've gotta get up and do whatever you can to stay afloat and if selling the old beanbag puts gas in your tank to get you to the next interview then so be it!

And if one day I just happen to see you strolling out of Goodwill I promise that little secret stays between you and me...

Love and War..

Its difficult to decipher when was the first time you were left out in the rain by someone you cared about(emotionally, that is) and made to feel incompetent or unwanted or like nothing you thought mattered but each of us will admit albeit reluctantly that it has happened to you. And on this the eve of Valentines Day, I saw fit to implement a few of my thoughts on the subject of finding true love. If it still actually exists somewhere, I heard Love was hiding with the Loch-ness monster for a while and then was seen living it up with the tooth-fairy, leaving all of us to wonder does Love actually want to be found?

And as much as we've tried to avoid it, get around it and ignore it, you just can't stop yourself from being drawn to the light and imagining the perfect scenario. The scenario we all strive for when it comes to relationships where everything just seems to fall into place and make sense.

Some of us, if we're lucky, achieve parts of this perfect scenario while the rest of us are left to fin for ourselves in this deep, ravenous, extremely hazardous war zone called dating," its really a jungle out here!

A jungle none of us were equipped to deal with. It's a war zone where each person follows their own rules. Rules they learned and developed through their own personal experiences, some treacherous and some amazing. But all unique to that individual. Meaning that each and every single person's hard drive is set to a different function.

We are all in the same war and yet we are all playing by different rules? Its quite shocking if you ask me. How is someone supposed to find the one? Where's the playbook because didn't get one on the way into this mess...?

I think in this world filled with great expectations, we need to go back in time to the days when people got together because they got to know on another and each others families first. Yes I know, these traditional methods do sound intrusive and uncomfortable to most but we really need to go back in time a little here. Obviously the options we have been trying thus far are just simply not working are they?

We find ourselves going in and out of spurts of relationships that never lead to anything meaningful and end before you ever got to really know the person, yet you are left with all these impressions and emotions that get harder and harder to shake off as years pass. And its the same for men as it is for women. We all feel it at some point, maybe some later than others..

Isn't anyone ready to get off the Roller Coaster? I sure am, and I'll tell you, although I spend most of my time by the pool tipping the cabana boy, I've learned the importance of finding true meaningful relationships. Starting with friends, to family and lovers. The more "time" you take to get to know the person, the better things will be for everyone.

I know it seems like a foreign concept, this thing called "taking time" that none of us have enough of now a days. But you know what, the last time I checked, we still have 24 hours in a day and 365 days in year so the time is there. We just need to take it easy. Your opportunity will come, you just need to give it time...

I have a feeling, due to the subject matter, this will be the first of many installments but in the meantime keep in mind that Love only hurts if you let it and remember have faith in your bare instincts.

Au revoir!

New little hot spot sizzles on N. Miami Ave.

Who said there weren't any cool little hot spots to visit in Midtown? Let me just tell you, this little spot may just give lush a whole new meaning. Hidden behind a shopping center just off of the famed N. Miami Ave. this bar/club had me pumping till 3am on Friday. For a girl who gave up on the South Beach scene some years back, this little hideout is making me dust off my dancing shoes.

Although you wouldn't expect or imagine it, there is a door man with velvet rope and all manning the flood gates. And although he's extremely hot, I must say his pretension lingered on the verge of bouncers at the old Prive' and that is uncalled for, you're in the back of a shopping center for Gods sakes!

After breaking down the fortress that was the door guy, we managed to make our way in and headed straight for the bar. The place was packed, the music was thumping and all were smiling, especially me! Champagne was in order as we had some friends in from LA and tequila (to-kill-ya) shots too (bad idea) but I haven't had fun like this since Summer of 05, man what a year! ;)

So thank you Bardot's for reminding me that the dancing girl in me still exists!

Cutest little breakfast place this side of 95..

Morgan's is a new place to eat breakfast, lunch or mouthwatering chocolate chip cookies. Located on 29 Street just East of N. Miami Avenue, this sweet little place reminds me of the Hampton's and the Keys. It just has this airy, relaxed feel although its located in a somewhat of an industrial area. But with the growth of Midtown near by this local eatery is certain to please all the new residents and old ones as well who are always dieing to find new little spots to visit in Miami.

Anyone who knows me knows that I had to try the Eggs Benedict, just because I am trying to find the best in Miami, any suggestions let me know. Morgan's was delicious but not the best thus far.

The ambiance was cool and inviting, the service was gracious and very detailed, actually made me feel good that I was up so early on a Sunday and that's lovely.

I can't tell you how pleased I was to walk out and be handed a humongous chocolate chip cookie by the wonderful manager. Let me tell you if there is any way you want to get customers back to visit, hand them a homemade chocolate chip cookie on their way out and that's it, you got em! ;)

Needless to say I will be frequenting this little breakfast paradise and hopefully I'll see you there. I have to apologize though, the cookie is mine..

Bon apetit!