So...

The Greek girl has a pet peeve she needs to get off of her chest.

If  you are a fan of my music, or a regular reader of my blog, you already know I don't claim to be a domestic goddess.  It's not that I am untidy and a hoarder or that it takes me an hour to cook minute rice, because none of that is true. It's just that I have concentrated on my acting and singing career instead of my cooking, cleaning and sewing career.

I know by labeling today's blog "So..." and posting a header picture with some girl sewing in it is very misleading. But I did that just to confuse you and to make you think for just a nanosecond that I had a screw loose rattling around in my little Greek coconut.  But that's not the case (no matter what Mr. Bricks may think!) The reality is, I want to talk about one of my biggest pet peeves. It is when you are talking to another person and they don't finish their sentences because they are unsure what answer they will hear if they complete the sentence. They cop-out by not finishing their sentence and trailing off with the proverbial "So..." at the end of their incomplete sentence or thought. Let me give you some examples with my manager Mr. Bricks who is the biggest offender of the "Just say So" muckery:

Me: Well Mr. Bricks do you have a record deal for me yet?

Mr. Bricks: Not yet Ava. I'm working on contacting different labels and publishing companies and I haven't heard anything back yet, so...

OR

Me: What did you have for lunch today Mr. Bricks?

Mr. Bricks: I went to McDonald's and had a McRib.

Me: I could have told you that. That food is so unhealthy.

Mr. Bricks: Yes Ava. But I had a lot of meetings and I didn't have time for anything else, so...

OR

Me: I think I am going to go run 5 miles.

Mr. Bricks: You go Greek girl.

Me: Why don't you join me?

Mr. Bricks: Oh, I don't know Ava.

Me: It would do you some good because you will feel better and might lose some weight.

Mr. Bricks: You run fast and I don't want to slow you down, so...

See how frustrating that is? Just finish your sentences people and you won't get this blond Greek girl all worked up!!!

Blessings,

Ava

xox

At The End Of The Day

This is a nice sunset, but at the end of the day aren't they all at the beach?

One of the Greek girl's biggest pet peeves is hearing someone say the phrase, "At the end of the day" and then go on saying blah, blah, blah about something they are trying to distance themselves from.

From time to time I will be watching TV a see a celebrity I don't know being interviewed on a talk show and really like what they are saying. But then when it comes to something negative in their life they slip in that proverbial catch phrase, "at the end of the day" this or "at the end of the day" that ...sorry, own up to it. You just lost my respect.

Have you ever watched a sporting event when they go into the locker rooms and interview the winning and losing teams after the big game? The winning coach will say something like, "well we were prepared and we really whooped their butts!" Then when they turn the camera on the losing coach  during the interview he says something like, "I'm proud of my team, they played a good game, but at the end of the day we were outscored" Outscored?? No, you lost! You are a loser...own up to it!

Politicians running for office are some of the biggest abusers of this no-no phrase. When they are talking about their voting record or their views on certain political issues they almost always end it by saying something like ...."but at the end of the day my budget was 5% less than my opponents" (Well zipperhead your opponent's budget is a bazillion dollars more than the last person who held the same office)

Here is another example:

Me: "Mr. Bricks Do you have a record deal for me yet?"

Mr. Bricks: : No, but at the end of the day does it really matter if it happens this month or next month?"

Something is not right with that man's noggin is all I'm saying. Some wires got crossed when he was born I think because something is really messed up in his coconut. He doesn't get how important a record deal is for me.  Come on Mr. Bricks, own up to it!

Well, for better or worse this is my blog today and at the end of the day I am happy about it.

Blessings,

Ava

xox