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Damn, it's been a while

2011-11-04T12:41:00.000-07:00

So, I just noticed it's been a month since I've posted on here. Strange, it feels like yesterday. Actually it feels like I've been floating and running around like crazy, all at the same time. How it's even Friday this week is beyond me. Guess 6 events in one week will do that to you.

I still haven't even recapped any of my summer. I'll do that one of these days. Hopefully (I mean I went out and visited Hutch, that definitely deserves it's own post!). I've also been working like crazy outside of work on Etsy items. I love that it's starting to take off (slowly still), but my office is keeping me busy with all their orders (which is totally fantastic and love it), I'm just struggling with my actual work schedule and Etsy to get anything else done!

I'll hopefully have pictures of those too.

Until I can get my head fully above water, I'm gonna head back out. Until I'm back, enjoy a few Fantastic Video Friday tidbits that I've been wanting to share.

Have a wonderful weekend!!

I just love this song. It's just different. Like Mumford and Sons. Love them too.

I could listen to this song every hour.

I love MM.

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Can I marry him?

All videos courtesy of YouTube.

Yes, I know most of these are Top 40 songs. Can't help myself. I've needed serious pick me ups lately, and pop songs you know do that! :)

Just a reminder

2011-10-03T11:13:00.000-07:00

Ladies, it's October which means it's Breast Cancer Awareness month. Doesn't matter how small or big you are, it can affect us all, so check, get checked and squish em with a mammogram every year (if you're at that age)! We are the Cure! Check out Komen's website for more information on how you can help find a cure.

The ladies of From the Sidelines will be geared toward the Pink Ribbons this month. Hope you check us out!

Just a little review

2011-09-23T11:09:00.000-07:00

I just finished reading a memoir about a woman's travel back to her roots in the Mennonite community. It was a New York Times bestseller. The book is Mennonite in a Little Black Dress (A Memoir of Going Home) by Rhoda Janzen.

Photo from Amazon.com

I really thought this was going to be a story, I had heard so many good things about it. The premise is good, she left the community to go to school and never looked back. She went home because her husband left her, she got in a car accident, and something else happened which I can't remember. Yup, that's a slight theme. I'm not sure if the author kept forgetting what her point was. Or maybe I just didn't pick up on it. It was disjointed and the explanation of the Mennonite community found on the back pages, should have been the first thing. I spent half the time wondering what "the community" meant. Because they definitely aren't Amish, they're pretty darn liberal apparently. I don't know. Maybe I'm not smart enough to understand. I had high hopes, and maybe I'm just too dissapointed.

Did anyone else read this and have a better opinion? I couldn't find a story or a point. Am I just that dense?

I'm reading The Help next. I expect this to be better.

I think I'm a genius. Or maybe I'm full of it.

2011-09-21T07:40:00.000-07:00

I just started watching How I Met Your Mother (or for you twitter friends #HIMYM) this past year, so most of the shows I've watched have been the reruns, and completely out of order. So, I'm probably the last person who knows what is going to happen, or maybe I'm a genius. You get to decide. But, we're making our predictions, and if you haven't gone to Amanda's link up, then do it. Cause all the cool kids are talking about it.

If you haven't watched the first two episodes, quit reading, cause you'll get a spoiler. But, it's not the end of the season, so does it really matter?

So there are two story lines that we're focusing on. They are the big "who's":

Who does Barney marry?

What I think? I think Barney is set to marry Nora. However, I don't believe the wedding will happen. I believe he'll end up with Robin in the end. Barney already started freaking out about staying with one woman forever, and after Nora sat there with Barney going through every single lie he told to a woman, she's going to call off the wedding. It's why she wanted to talk to Ted, to tell him she can't do it; she knows Ted has been left at the alter. He'll know how to tell Barney. Robin and Barney will hook up, and stay together. It's been too cat and mouse between those two to have it any other way.

Who is the Mother?

I would love it if the Cupcake Girl (Victoria) was the mother. I think they were great together, and loved their romantic tryst. However, it's not going to be her. He's already mentioned that some love stories end, or at least something to that effect. But, you know how Hollywood can spin it, it could be. Which I would be thrilled with. I just don't believe it. There's no connection with the roommate and the yellow umbrella. I doubt we've met the mother yet.

Also, I think they're throw in a twist with Marshall and Lily, I think they'll have twins. Give Lily some time to freak out about having two Erickson massive children growing inside her. I know it's not a major plot question, but I just see something like that happening.

So, what about you, do you have any predictions? Go link up if you do!

My boobs aren't full of milk. I still get an opinion.

2011-09-20T07:39:00.000-07:00

I'm really disappointed in the interwebs right now. What happened to respecting peoples' opinions? What happened to letting others choose what is best for them, without enforcing your beliefs on others? What happened to respecting peoples' values and comfort levels?

A friend was verbally attacked for an opinion recently. I will not list names or blogs. I don't want this to turn into hating on one person. It's mean and they're not the only one with this opinion, so I won't attack. As much as I'd like to, because very hurtful things were said. I'm trying to bring my claws back in.

Why is breastfeeding such a hot topic? If you're a mom who does breastfeed, you get judged for it. If you're a mom who doesn't breastfeed, you get judged for it. Bottom line, everyone judges. You have to do what you're comfortable with. Done. End of story. It's your decision. You also don't have to force it on any one else.

My family has always been on the boob, it's just been what was done. So, I happen to be pro-boob. However, I understand if you're not. It doesn't affect me, so I could care less. My grandmother used to sit with my mom while she fed my brother and I, but it was always at home that she fed openly. The rest of the time, she would cover up. She felt that it was just respectful of others around her. My SIL covered up even at home when someone was around. My friends would always go in a different room. I never asked them to, it was what they did out of respect to me. I appreciate the fact that they were trying to fed their children, I got to still enjoy their company, and they just weren't showing their boobs to the world. And these were my friends and family. I can guarantee I've already seen their boobs, and I know what a boob looks like. It's not like I've never seen one and might freak out. They wanted to respect everyone around them. No one asked them not to fed their children. No one thought it was gross. It's a natural way of feeding your child, and I'm happy they felt comfortable to do it in front of me.

So, when my family and friends wanted to show respect for me, why don't strangers? Because, let's be honest, I'd rather see my friends' boobs than strangers'. I do not need to see strange boob. If I wanted to do that, I'd go to a strip club.

There is a percentage of breastfeeders who feel it is their god given right to not cover up in public while feeding their child. I understand it's natural. I understand it's just feeding your child. You have to understand that it's disrespectful to everyone around you. If your child won't let you keep a blanket on them, please go to the restroom or a more private area. Heck, just angle yourself more toward a wall. We don't need a show. I'm glad you made the decision to feed a child that way. You just have to understand that your choice doesn't need to be pushed into everyone's face.

Yes, you're going to balk at this. You're going to tell me I'm close minded, and that I don't know because I'm not feeding a child myself. Fine. Feel that way. But, I can guarantee that you at one point were grossed out by someone else whipping their boob out. It's okay that we're modest. It's okay that we prefer to stay covered up. It's okay that this is what society has taught us. It's okay that we respect your decision on how you feed your child. It's not okay that you don't respect everyone around you.

And for those who say people come up to you and tell you to go elsewhere, even when you're covered up? Well, those are the people are not the rest of us. Feed away. I know it's hard. My SIL struggled, my friends struggled, I know it's not an easy path and I commend you for it. Be proud. Just please also be considerate of the rest of us. And please quit bashing those of us who just ask that you try and cover up. We're entitled to our opinions too. Opinions are a two way street, it's not one way just because you feel that way.

Comments will be monitored. If you attack a specific person, I will not post it. This won't become a forum for bashing others, I'm trying to be respectful and not trash others. A friend got trashed, and it turned into this. This is why we need to respect each other.

General Blogger!

2011-08-05T07:40:00.001-07:00

Go link up!

I don't handle family drama well.

2011-08-04T21:02:00.000-07:00

Hey friends, I was really all excited to get back into blogging (albeit only somewhat regularly). Unfortunately my mother has decided to cause some major drama that affects eveyone in our family. I'm hurt and saddened by the whole ordeal and just currently trying to process my anger.

Hopefully I will be back soon. If not I will catch on the flip side aka after CalTexAwesomeFest2011. Yes, in two weeks Hutch (bawesomeinstead.com) and I will be wrecking havoic together. It will be legend ....

wait for it....

dary!

What is it about the number 27?

2011-07-26T13:15:00.000-07:00

I haven't been an Amy Winehouse fan long. I'm the first to admit it. I was loving Adele long ago, and Amy kept creeping in on my Adele Pandora station this past year. But, I finally got it. She was full of soul. She knew how to move people through music. Speak in a different way. So, I'm sad that she is gone and we will miss out on what could have been for music.

What amazes me is why so many profound people leave us at 27. It's humbling to look back on the list of people that have left the earth at 27 years of age: Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Kurt Cobain, and now Amy Winehouse. (Look at the actors, Heath Ledger passed at 28, I'm sad he's gone. His ability was amazing.) We know most of the causes, but what is amazing is how successful and influential these people were. When you think about what all they had accomplished before their death, you would assume they passed away at the age of 40. Not that 40 is old, I feel like until you hit 65 you're not old (even then, some people are still crazy young), 27 is a baby. Heck, it's younger than me. Now, I just hit 28, but I still don't feel old enough to have truly accomplished anything. These people were just hitting their stride. I think back to Kurt Cobain. I loved his music, and still love Nirvana to this day. I know 16 years olds make music every day, but the depth isn't there. They don't feel the music. They haven't lived like others have.

My life won't change because these people are gone, but I am saddened by the fact that they didn't get to finish what they started. I don't believe drugs are okay, in fact, it's what made so many of them pass on. I believe it's a disease, I believe it's a struggle. I will never touch any of it, because I see what it could do. It just saddens me to add another person to Club 27.

I know so many people aren't sad to see a person who struggled with drug addiction go. I understand, you don't want those as role models for society. I agree, I wouldn't want my niece to be influenced that way. But, you can't deny the musical impact. At some point, we learn to separate the two.

I just hope that her music lives on. I hope all their music lives on.

No negative comments please, this is not about drugs, this is about the music.

I sometimes forget that to be a blogger, you have to . . . . you know, blog?

2011-07-22T12:09:00.000-07:00

I just forget. It's always been my problem. I forget what needs to actually be on my grocery list. I forget how to spell things. I forget that I need to make dinner. I forget that I can pick up the phone and call my friends if I'm bored, yes, I will sit at home and complain about having nothing to do and still not pick up my phone. I also, forget to blog. Whoops. Not that you notice I don't blog, most of you follow me on twitter so you know I'm alive. So I won't apologize for not blogging. Your world doesn't revolve around me, and I'm pretty okay with that. If it does, you're probably already dead.

The real thing is I've been having a great summer. Relaxing, traveling, and job hunting. This also explains why my reader has been over 1,000+ for over a week. Scary huh? Well, I will recap my summer later, once I compile all my photos. Yes, I took pictures just for you. If I didn't take pictures for the blog, I wouldn't have taken them at all. Aren't you lucky? I'm so nice. So, while I goof off and work on getting my photos organized (because let's be honest, I keep forgetting), I'm going to leave you with this gem.

A friend of mine is a big sports buff too, and she used to work for a minor league baseball team. So, when the team comes into town, we get to go for free. Yes, I will drive out of my way to go to a free sports game. I will however, stop drooling over the children on the field, because some of them are 10 years younger than me (a few years, happy to drool, 10 . . . . . where's pedo bear?). Anyways . . . . . so while we're enjoying the game, we keep hearing this song as one of the boys walks up to bat. We discuss. We can't believe it's a real song, we figure it has to be something he mixed himself (they are known to do this).

Dreams do come true. Because it's a real song. It's on youtube. It's right here. Listen to the whole thing. I can't stop laughing.

I would like to point out, I listen to country and never heard this on the radio. I don't have a clue where it came from. I'm just so happy it's out there.

Enjoy your weekend lovelies :)

The cool chicks are rocking it.... aka new blog time!

2011-07-18T11:28:00.000-07:00

Hey friends, I just got back from yet another trip this summer, so I'm completely behind and will try to get back into normal schedule soon.

But, wanted to share this new gem with you!! From the Sidelines is a new blog that a few of us ladies decided we needed to start (thanks to Hutch's brilliance), and it's going to rock your faces off!!

Make sure to add us to your reader and go check it out!

It's almost my birthday.

2011-07-01T12:38:00.000-07:00

Well, it's the Friday before July 4th, which means a three day weekend, which also means my birthday.

Yup, my birthday is July 3. It also means that I get fireworks for my birthday. You're welcome America.

Surprisingly, I haven't flipped out over this bday yet. Probably because I've already established I'm in my "late" 20s. This bday (28) isn't too much more of a step. Yes, I'm closer to 30. Yes, I'm still at home. Yes, I'm not exactly okay with it, but it's still a good place for me now.

So what am I gonna do? I'm gonna head out early to celebrate a lovely lady leaving my office, who I hate that I won't get to hang with everyday and then head out to the weekend to celebrate me and America. We're a great team.

Catch you on the flip side!

I'll bring back FVF next week! Perhaps a few bday photos, if you're nice.

I'm a Giveaway prize!

2011-06-29T09:57:00.000-07:00

Ok, I'm technically not a giveaway prize. I mean, unless you're looking to get a whole live person in a giveaway, then that would be really weird. Actually, it's weird either way.

Stephanie Michele over at This Casita is hosting a giveaway with items from my Etsy shop!!

Go check it out!

I'm super cool and went to a parade and FVF

2011-06-17T14:21:00.000-07:00

Well friends, yesterday I took the day off to go celebrate my Mavs winning the Finals. Yes, I was one of the crazies that drove in from far away to a place that was completely mobbed, to watch a parade. It was worth it. Not the most fun ever, but something I wouldn't take back. That's about all I have to share. I'm boring this week otherwise.

So, since it's Friday, it's time for a little music. Was jamming to this on my walk. Well worth it. Have a great weekend!

YouTube

I love purple pizza

2011-06-15T14:10:00.000-07:00

Yes, you read that right. I love me some purple pizza. It's purple pizza crust. It's awesome. It's healthy and you don't even taste the healthy stuff. I love that part. I'm a junk food lover, but I love eating healthy. If I can eat healthy, while eating things that are normally junk food, and not taste how healthy I'm eating, it's even better!

Got the recipe from The Cooking Photographer. I don't make two pizzas at a time though, cause that's too much, so I half the recipe, but use a whole can of beets. Yes, you read that part right too. The crust is made with beets. Beets you can't even taste. Also, instead of using water, I just used the beet juice. Made the crust sweeter. Mine doesn't get as purple as The Cooking Photographer's does. Not sure why.

Here's my lovely creation:

That's tomato sauce, tomato slice, fresh basil, lots of spinach, onion, and fresh mozzarella.

Up close and personal with the crust. Hey purple crust.

Yes, the photos keep turning, can't get them to stay the correct way. If you flip them upside down, that's how I took them. Whatevs Blogger.

Any crazy things you've made lately? Cause I'm in veggie heaven with this recipe!

Never Five

2011-06-14T07:39:00.000-07:00

Ok, time for something pretty fun, and you may think I'm nuts. I don't care though, we're all insane and that's why we're friends. Hutch over at Be Awesome Instead decided instead of posting our Top 5 Hollywood Freebies, we should really talk about those boys that we would NEVER get with. Cause, they're gross Hollywood in our opinions. If you haven't checked her's out, go do it!

#1: Robert Pattinson

Photo: People.com

Yes, that's right. I can't stand Robert Pattinson. The only good thing about him was he was in Harry Potter for all of 5 minutes. Unfortunately when he died in that movie, he came back as a glittery blood sucker in Twilight. He's scrawny and weird looking, and not that great of an actor. The only redeeming quality is his accent. I'm sure many ladies will disagree, but sorry, my #1 Never Would I Ever is RPattz.

#2: Matthew McConaughey

Photo: Celebritysmackblog.com

I'm a Texas girl, and love me some Texas boys. Especially those that still support their state or alma mater. Which this one does. But if his ego is much to big for his britches and his only quality I can handle is his muscles, then it's a problem. Every movie I watch I get annoyed, because it's always the same. Plus, he plays the bongo drums naked while smoking illegal substances. That pretty much just screams yuck.

#3: Ben Affleck

Photo: Celebritygossip.com

Ok, this one is probably strange because he's not that big of a Hollywood star/bad boy/hunk type of guy anymore. That's ok, I still wouldn't go after him, unless it was to hit him in the face. Hear he's a pretty good dad though, which I'll give him props for. I'll take his best friend Matt in a heart beat.

#4: Christian Bale

Photo: Wikipedia.com

Now, I love me some Batman and some of the other movies he's done. In fact, some of his characters are down right amazing, and I would take them. However, this actual dude? Heck no. Pretty sure he'd kill me with his eyes. Anger issues aren't sexy.

#5: Brad Pitt

Photo: NYPost.com

I doubt I even need to say why. Too many kids. Too gross. At least he doesn't have his beard braided in this photo.

So there you have it. Discuss away. Link up and let me know who your Never Five are!

So happy

2011-06-13T12:34:00.000-07:00

I'm just happy, that my team finally quit being the underdog and became the Champions. Way to go Mavs, way to go!

The Finals and FVF

2011-06-10T11:00:00.000-07:00

Ok, it's no shocker to anyone that I love sports. Especially basketball. My heart and soul were formed on that court many years ago. My favorite sound is when a ball swishes in the net, no rim, just with the perfect arc. And my team, the Mavericks, are in the Finals. Battling the evil LeBron and Dewayne. Yes, evil. Egos the size of stadiums = evil.

My girl Mary over at Love and Other Drugs wrote the perfect synopsis of why certain fans are so worried and why we care so much. Some of us aren't fair-weather fans. Some of us have cared since we knew about the game. Some of us know what these boys deserve. Check out her post. I'm crying with joy and crying with nervousness. This is our time, and this is my team.

So, since I'm for once broadcasting my love for a team, I feel like I need to show you why we love them. For Fantastic Video Friday, here's some of our boys. :)

Note: The big German (Dirk - #41) doesn't pronounce everything exactly right, and he may have said "take that wit chew" instead of "take that with you" when an opponent got schooled on while Dirk was injured and was on tv guest broadcasting. We may walk around saying "take that wit chew" . . . . a lot.

All videos from DallasMavs2006 You Tub Channel

So ready for the weekend and FVF

2011-06-03T14:35:00.000-07:00

I'm so ready for the weekend. First off, I've been staying up late to watch the NBA Finals, which is completely throwing off my sleep schedule . . . and draining my bank account since I go to the bars to watch the games. I love being social when basketball is on. Can't help it. I've also switched meds, so I'm little bit more tired than normal. That's ok, I'm powering through!

Can't wait until tomorrow to lay out by the pool! So, in honor of pool time tomorrow, here's a beachy and relaxing singer to get you in the mood!

Have a great weekend!

A little FVF y'all

2011-05-27T08:57:00.000-07:00

I'm very excited for the weekend, as not only is it a three day weekend, but I will get to see friends I haven't seen in forever. I'm not really in the mood to write at the moment, trying to sort through my own head. Nothing bad, I just haven't given myself any time process events lately, so I'll write more soon!

And it's time to bring Fantastic Video Friday back!! I'm sure you're thrilled and just can't wait. I know, I'm just that cool.

I have been in love with Adele's music for quite some time, and I'm so glad she's finally making it big! She's so lovely, and her music just speaks volumes. I just catch myself with random songs of hers in my head all day long.

The Mavericks are headed to the Finals.

2011-05-26T15:05:00.000-07:00

I have missed more than 9,000 shots in my career. I have lost almost 300 games. On 26 occasions I have been entrusted to take the game winning shot... and I missed. I have failed over and over and over again in my life. And that's precisely why I succeed.

Michael Jordan

and MJ understands why. It's all heart. :)

A little weekend recap

2011-05-23T08:19:00.000-07:00

Hello lovelies!

Can I just say how glorious it is to have "event season" shut down for a few months? Don't get me wrong, we still have events randomly through the summer, but it's one every few weeks instead of one every single day! I get whole weekends again! I get to see people other than my coworkers! I didn't have to commute to work over the weekend! Of course, now I don't have a ton to do at the office, but perhaps I can job hunt. Yes, I'm still looking for a new job, it just got postponed because I've been too busy.

So what did I do this weekend? Well, I didn't work! I didn't do a whole lot, and it was fantastic.

I did go out with the girls on Friday and saw Bridesmaids. It was pretty darn funny, although I'm not a big fan of bathroom humor, so some of it was lost on me. I laughed out loud quite a bit though, and have a few images burned into my brain that I wouldn't mind forgetting, even as I laugh about it now. Even though the movie was funny, it had been hyped up too much. I mean, every single time the movie played it was sold out, at every theater!! We had to wait in line to get seats in the theater and everything, and it's been out for a few weeks. I would recommend seeing it, but it's no The Hangover. Of course, I'm not a big fan of SNL, so maybe that was my problem?

On Saturday I went and volunteered for Komen as I do about once a month. The event I was helping with was suppose to be 80% Spanish speaking families. Apparently they didn't know this when I originally signed up, since they emailed me on Thursday asking if I knew Spanish. Um, no. I don't. Yes, I took 4 years of it in high school, but that was also when I wasn't paying a bit of attention to my teachers and was busy passing notes to friends. Luckily (for me) the event was pretty poorly attended and I didn't have to try and communicate with anyone that didn't speak English.

After volunteering I got The Barb hooked on Glee. This was my best accomplishment this weekend.

That night we went to a sports bar to watch a little bit of the NBA Western Conference Finals. I'm so excited to have a Texas team playing, and everyone else has the bug too. The bar was full and people were excited. Apparently we all want to bring OKC down! :)

Sunday was a completely lazy day, I even went to a local coffee shop to read my book. Ok, this book. It's insane. It's a guy's book called "The Game", and it's all about the inner workings of this pickup artist network, where guys are trying to perfect the art of picking up girls. Apparently we ladies are easy if they follow these basic patterns, however I have a hard time believing we fall for magic tricks that easily. It's totally sleazy and sad, and I just can't stop reading it! It's a guy friend of mine's book, and he keeps calling every few hours to see how I like or what I think of it. I'm pretty sure he swears that he can become a pickup artist like this, but he just wants to be married. I'm trying to determine if I could turn this around on men and begin my conquest of dating like a man. I figure since I'm not ready to settle down by any means, I might as well try and get the most out of dating around. Plus, you know, it would be really fun to have the power. (insert evil laughter)

Hope you had a wonderful weekend. Now if I could just keep from falling asleep at my desk! :)

OMG It's a post. I know. I can't believe it either.

2011-05-11T14:45:00.000-07:00

Hello long lost friends!!!!! I've missed you so. More than that, I've missed my sanity. But, I'll have to find that another day. It's still gone. I'm on hold at the office to head to an event, and have a few minutes. I was trying to catch up on my blog reader, and saw a TFLN that talked about a text from a mother. Which struck me, I have the most brilliant text exchange between my mother and I. I need to share! It's at least one way to make up my absence (not that you've noticed . . . or cared . . . it's okay, I still love you all). So for the time being, I will share this with you. Know that I'm doing alright (stressed to the max and working 8 days a week on average . . . yes, I said it right, because working at the office all day, then going home and working again counts as two days in my book), and I'll be coming up for air in a week or so.

So just some quick background: The moms (again, I make her plural, but she is only one lady) is pretty darn proper and not a big drinker. However, the boyfriend is a big wino and now she drinks often, but not drunk drinking. However, she has been known to "indulge".

The texts below are verbatium, except the names have been changed to protect the innocent. And by innocent, I mean totally guilty. Yes, the typos are correct. And yes, they were out of town at this particular time.

The moms: If you get an email from a guy from (insert random dude's name here, last name only in caps) ANSWER IT. He' the son of friends of (my uncle) and (my aunt). Wonderful people and he's got to be a nice guy. Looking for someone that loves sports. Kives in one of (the boyfriend)'s favorite places. Hiltonhead N Carolina.

Me: Am I suppose to move there?

The moms: According to (misspelled boyfriend's name), yes so we can golf for free. Jjust communicate with the guy.

Me: So I have to long distance date a guy so you can golf for free? I'm not sure you typed that all correctly.

The moms: Yep, you got it. Parents are owed.

Me: I think its time to put down the alcohol. There are places that can help you. Admitting it is the first step. I believe in you. (Note: at this point I was certain she had downed an entire bottle of wine by herself, so of course I wanted to screw with her. I'm a fantastic daughter.)

The moms: There are AA rehab centers in Hiltonhead. Families get 20 % discount on all hotels. Cheap price to pay for our happiness. Suck it up!

Me: Yes mother. I'll get right on that horse. Who would have thought that my mom would be my pimp?

The moms: I'm unemployed now. I need your help.

Me: Thanks for your faith in me in this . . . line of work?

The moms: You need. To build up your resume. Diversification is the key. (How she spelled it right was beyond me.)

Me: Well, it would make it easier to sleep my way to the top.

The moms: He's suppose to be a nice guy. 29 years old. Golf pro. Hasnkt dated in some time.

Me: Still lives in a different state.

The moms: So did (the boyfriend). Doesn't matter. We're going to be there.

Me: So now you're moving to North Carolina?

The moms: If you will just give up your cowboy boots and make this work, we'll all be one happy family.

Me: Not happening. I love you, but not enough to give up my boots.

The moms: Just take them to S. Carolina and we'll put spikes in them. (Yes, she has switched from North to South Carolina.)

Me: You forget, I suck at golf and have no reason to move to NC. Plus that would ruin my boots. (Yes, that concerned me!)

The moms: I'll buy you new boots. Watch for the emai.

The moms: Did you record Glee for (the boyfriend)? (Hello random switch of conversation!)

Me: Yes, it's recorded.

The moms: You're such a good girl.

Me: Yup, your good little hooker daughter.

The moms: It's better than being a bad hooker daughter.

Me: I strive to be the best!

The moms: Just the way I reared you.

That's my mom ladies and gents. Come to find out, she had only one glass of wine. The boyfriend apparently brings the crazy girl out of my mom. Know what? Totally okay with that.

A conundrum. (That's how you spell it right?)

2011-03-31T12:37:00.000-07:00

I've checked out of this week already. Yes, it's only Thursday. Yes, I still have Friday, where I'll be in meetings all day. Yes, I now will need to come into work on Saturday to get all of the items completed from my Friday meeting. Why? Because Monday I know there will be changes, and I need to have everything ready by Tuesday. Plus, we have an event on Saturday, so might as well come in early and get the stuff done.

Aren't you jealous? I know that working long hours can be painful and tiresome, but at the end of the day I still enjoy it. Heck, I took up the part time gig, even with my crazy event schedule. Apparently I'm a little sado, but I think that just comes with the territory when you enjoy your job. Now if I could just get a better job title and a raise . . . Doubtful that will happen. Guess I'm to the point of do I keep doing what I love, or do I leave and find something that pays better, but it's then "just a job".

I've discussed this with numerous people, and it's pretty even as to what people will do. My problem? I've already had one job that paid great, had plenty of free time, rarely if ever worked over time, and got to have all sorts of fun outside of work. The problem? Ugh, I hated that job. I hated what the job represented, and what I had to do and what management expected me to do. It was not my deal. So the idea of going back into something that I don't enjoy . . . I'm just not sure I can do it. Yes, that means living with my mom for a while longer (yes, even when her boyfriend is in town, which is a lot, but he's cool, so it's not too terrible). It means counting pennies. It means that I put off moving into my own place, and starting my life the way I want to live it. However, I'm pretty comfortable with that. I'm 27. Yes, I'm not spring chicken in the sense of getting married, starting a family and all that jazz, but go look at my blog header. I still feel that way. I'm glad I didn't marry the college sweetheart. I'm glad I ended up back at home because of grad school. I may miss where I was living, but I'm better off. I don't hate going to work. (Don't get me wrong, I have my moments of dreading the place, but it's generally fleeting.) Did anyone see my tweets about my boss talking about firing me? It was hilarious joking back and forth about that. Heck, I got a fantastic lunch out of the deal, and he gave me good reviews and recommendations. If they could just work out adding a better position for me. (Nonprofits are so tight with money, it's hard to get new positions made.)

I know Hutch understands. She was in events. The hours did her in. And if you pay attention to the blog, I'll tell you about meeting her, even if for a brief few hours! Check in tomorrow. Ok, I hope it's tomorrow. I'm making a promise so that I actually post. Cause, it's really easy for me to forget to post. I know, bad blogger!!

Until tomorrow!!

Short and sweet and to the point - FVF

2011-03-25T14:47:00.000-07:00

Hello friends!! Alright, I'm strapped for time, this week has been insane, as was last week. It was awesome and I can't wait to tell you all about it. And I promise I will. Cause I got to meet the best bloggy friend. It was a quick hello, but awesome. (Get it? Awesome. You will later.)

For now, he's a group that I LOVE and has been off the grid for years and is finally coming back and recording music. So happy!!!

Enjoy and have a great weekend!!

Yes, it's a long video. Got it from You Tube.

2011-03-11T11:17:00.001-08:00

Hello friends!!! Oh how I've missed you!!!

Things went crazy hectic in my life and work, so I just had to step away from blogger and reading everyone's blogs. I normally read blogs during my lunch break, and since I went about 3 weeks without even taking a break and working overtime, checking email at night and picking up a second job, I was pretty exhausted.

My biggest event of the year was in February, and it's a big deal in my area. A bunch of celebrity/tv type people come (most local along with out of town), so we're on high alert for travel arrangements, along with with planning an event for almost 1,000 people. My boss and I are the two behind the event, with the rest of our group handling other aspects throughout the two days. Technically we have about 5 events throughout the two days, and it's none stop. I got a 2 hr catnap on that Friday, just to wake up and get back to work on Saturday. I was a zombie for the next two weeks. However, it was a success and it's done!

With my second job, it's with a local sports team and it's home games only. I love it. I'm getting paid to watch games. Don't get me wrong, I'm getting paid a pittance, but it's the principal that they're paying me to do something I normally pay to do! Luckily one of the girls I work with is my age and is pretty fun to hang out with, which makes it really fun. Our personalities clashed at first, but I thought I knew more than I did, and she didn't understand how to train people. Now, we're good and I made the Barb join in on the fun, so it's just a party all the time. Not really, we do have to work and it's hard, but it's a good challenge.

I also finally started my Etsy shop!!! Yes, it took me quite a while, but I'm so happy I finally did. I've had a few orders from girls from my office, so it's starting to get rolling. Go check out my shop: Bella Trinkets!!

And that's what I've been doing for the past month or so. And I know I've gotten some new followers lately, which all I can say is welcome, and thank you for sticking around while I took my hiatus. I'm glad you're here and I can't wait to get to know you! There is something fun I like to do on Fridays, just to have a great start to the weekend. It's called Fantastic Video Friday (FVF), and I share some of my favorite music from the week. Hope you enjoy this band, I'm totally smitten with them. Lead singer's voice is like butter!

PS. I also read the Hunger Games trilogy. More on that later!

Video from YouTube, Boyce Avenue's page

I miss y'all

2011-02-07T18:37:00.001-08:00

Hey friends. Just wanted to check in and tell you I miss y'all. I haven't had any time to sit and read blogs. I've got my most important event of the year next week, and I'm working none stop.

So I wanted to check in and say hello. I'm not sure I'll get to read all the blog posts you've written over the past few weeks, pretty sure I'm over 6K in my reader.

So if you feel like sending hugs or good vibes my way, feel free. Until the 20th, I'll be snowed under.

Hugs!

PS. The Etsy shop is up, go to Etsy and find my shop: Bella Trinkets. Everything isnt up, but its getting there! (Doing this on my phone, so I can't do a link,)

Whoops on FVF

2011-01-10T14:54:00.000-08:00

So I just realized that I never added the video I wanted to send in last week's Fantastic Video Friday. Oops :)

Well, I'm sure you've all heard this group on the radio, but I love them and after looking through last year's posts, I wanted something that made me feel connected to how my mind has been processing the changes I want, but never seem to follow through with. The actual song is about love, but I still feel the connection to my own life.

Lyrics are below. Enjoy :)

In a way, I need a change
From this burnout scene
Another time, another town
Another everything
But it's always back to you

Stumble out, in the night
From the pouring rain
Made the block, sat and thought
There's more I need
It's always back to you

But I'm good without ya
Yeah, I'm good without you
Yeah, yeah, yeah

How many times can I break till I shatter?
Over the line can't define what I'm after
I always turn the car around
Give me a break let me make my own pattern
All that it takes is some time but I'm shattered
I always turn the car around

I had no idea that the night
Would take so damn long
Took it out, on the street
While the rain still falls
Push me back to you

But I'm good without ya
Yeah, I'm good without you
Yeah, yeah, yeah

How many times can I break till I shatter?
Over the line can't define what I'm after
I always turn the car around
Give me a break let me make my own pattern
All that it takes is some time but I'm shattered
I always turn the car around

Give it up, give it up, baby
Give it up, give it up, now
Now

How many times can I break till I shatter?
Over the line can't define what I'm after
I always turn the car around
All that I feel is the realness I'm faking
Taking my time but it's time that I'm wasting
Always turn the car around

How many times can I break till I shatter?
Over the line can't define what I'm after
I always turn the car around

Don't wanna turn that car around
I gotta turn this thing around

Video is from You Tube: OAR Vevo

What's that 11 when I write my dates? Oh, and FVF.

2011-01-07T09:00:00.001-08:00

So, everyone has been writing about their goals or resolutions. I don't make those. Mainly because I don't think New Years is that big of a deal, and plus I'd never keep them anyways. I have a 30 before 30 list and that's enough to keep me going for a few more years.

However, I did want to look back on this past year because I wasn't expecting to be in the same job and still living at home, and there's gotta be some good in there right? Right. So, here we go.

January:
Still basking in the gloriousness of being done with grad school. Didn't pick up a book all month. Watched multiple friends get married. Felt that marriage might not be the end of the world. Started knitting.

February:
Found out about personal health issue. An emotional roller coaster to say the least.

March:
Had surgery and started running through doctors like you wouldn't believe. Started looking for a new job. Found twitter and lost all sense of time because of it. Knitted a blanket for the Little Bug.

April:
Saw Bon Jovi in concert. Feel in love with the band all over again. Realized the gloriousness of Etsy and immediately became addicted.

May:
Had to do someone else's job on top of my own. Wanted to quit every single day.

June:
Went to Vegas with friends (missed BISC by two weeks), made me miss living in Vegas and then living in Houston. Reaffirmed that where I live right now doesn't really fit me. The Barb moved back home. Finally had someone to hang out with in BFE.

July:
Went to New York for my grandmother's birthday. Surprised her with the whole family, including the Little Bug. Enjoyed my family for once, and got to spend quality time with my grandmother. I'm so happy we had this time. Turned 27. My car started spending more time in the shop that on the road.

August:
Started volunteering for Komen. Decided I needed to do something beneficial with my free time. Pretty much stopped looking for a new job. Economy just sucked too bad. Took a blogging break.

September:
College football started. Went to a 9/11 Memorial, and was in the same place I was when the towers fell. Kept up with the blogging break.

October:
Celebrated the Little Bug's 2nd bday. Found out my grandmother was doing worse. Booked flights to get up there. Posted an It Gets Better. Glad I was able to share, and hoped that the good vibes were sent into the universe.

November:
Lost my grandmother. She was 93. Realized my mom had a boyfriend. Wrote a letter to my 16 year old self. Realized I'm doing better than I thought.

December:
Had to take care of Christmas, and became my mom's errand girl. Met mom's boyfriend. Realized how badly I needed a new job to move out of the house. Went on my first blind date ever. It didn't go as I had hoped.

Looking back on the past year of blogs, I realize that I'm fairly negative. Sadly, I'm not this negative in real life. This blog is definitely an outlet for me, and unfortunately I think that passes negative energy to you. I hope that doesn't happen, and will do my best to try and spread less negativity. Because, really, who else needs any more of that in their life?

So, perhaps this last year hasn't been all that exciting or life changing, but I am growing up and changing as a person. Even though I'm stuck in a job and at home with my mom, I'm still pretty content with who I am. That's all that matters right? Hoping that each one of you is content or are working to become that way. I know that we are all always a work in progress, I know I definitely am.

Hugs!

I think I'm suppose to wish you a Merry Christmas. I dunno, I can't remember.

2011-01-03T13:01:00.000-08:00

Hello friends. It's been awhile. I've missed you. Ok, it hasn't been that long, I did throw up quite a rant on here the other day. Mainly because I was pissed at my mom, and then pissed at my friend for backing my mom when I just wanted to vent. It went well. I'm over it now, so it's okay. In fact, said friend did get her present, with no arsenic in it. Plus one for me! (friends get baked goods, cause I'm cheap, they love it so it's cool. honest.)

Hopefully you all had a wonderful Christmas (or maybe Hanukkah earlier), and a pleasant New Year. If you're like me, you get all up in Christmas' face cause you love it so much, and then New Years comes around, and you just want to put up the hand and tell it to get the F away from you. I'm not a big New Years fan. I don't see the greatness of it all, so mine was all chill with a couple friends and we just hung out, watching the worst NYE coverage I've seen in about 10 years. Seriously, every show sucked. I think I need to make my own NYE special. Call it: AuntBT's Most Awesome NYE Spectacular, So Suck It! Yes, and I invite all of you to come and be a part of it. Because if we've learned anything, you need more than 9 people to make a NYE show rock, cause NKOTBSB may be awesome, but weren't able to make the rest of the show watchable. God help them all.

Christmas was definitely different this year. My grandmother was missed greatly, and we didn't really know how to handle it. Luckily, the Little Bug (my niece to any new readers, which by the way, welcome I'm so glad you're here. Hugs!!) kept our attention as she was not only completely entertaining opening her gifts, but she didn't get the concept that it was Baby Jesus' birthday and not her birthday, and all the gifts weren't for her. Still funny though when she sang Happy Birthday to herself. Then to Baby Jesus. Really wish I had that on film. The mom's boyfriend was in town for Christmas as well. This would be the 2nd time I've spent any time with him. Oh, and he stayed at the house (which I told my mom he should, I don't think I realized how much he would be around, which was all. the. time.) The day after Christmas mom had to work, and he and I had some QT together. Awkward. (by the way, that word just looks weird) However, they're both happy so whatever. Now I just need to get the F out of that house (yes, new readers, I live with my mother. Moved home for grad school, and have yet to leave. it's just so cheap!) So I started job hunting this past week. Motivation friends, knowing your mom is getting lucky behind that door you see while watching tv. Not okay.

I'm also thinking I'm going to move out of the area and back to Houston. I miss it. Seriously. Let me know if you have heard of any Event jobs in Houston. I'm all ears.

Okay, I'm out. Guess I should get back to working. The heat is almost to where it should be, although I'm still frozen. It was 48 in the office when I got here this morning. It was around 60 degrees at noon. Jealous? Oh yeah. Also, I've started using the term Balls instead of Damn. It's awesome and you know it. Balls!

As I lay here

2010-12-28T21:02:00.001-08:00

So my Mom's boyfriend (who is fairly new in her life) came into town for Christmas. So she dropped everything. Somewhat understandable, but at 60 some years old, you would think she wouldn't act like a stupid high school girl.

She forgot everything she had promised me she would handle or do. Things that I had to buy ahead of time. I know I have to expect changes, but I'm beyond frustrated with her. These were things we had been planning for weeks. Now? I'm out money and no one to go to these events with. My friends have other groups they are attending with.

I know I'm probably overreacting, but I'm just too upset right now. I'm even typing this on my phone cause my computer is downstairs where they are. Not going anywhere near them tonight.

Oh the date.

2010-12-22T09:54:00.000-08:00

Well, I went on my first blind date this past weekend. I know why I hate the thought of them, but understand why they are great at the same time.

A mutual friend set us up. I decided that I should just go ahead and accept the set up, and meet new people. I have a bad habit of closing off new people in my life. I also have a bad habit of getting a first impression and not giving anyone a second chance, but I'll go into that later. So, I agree to giving the boy my phone number. He called, we chatted for quite a while (which for me is half an hour, I hate talking on the phone). We set up a time to meet for dinner.

I was annoyed at the beginning. Because I don't have "date" clothes. I have work clothes and lounging clothes. I spent much too long trying to put together an outfit. By the way, that is not fun to me. I hate trying to be "cute and fashionable". I'd rather go in jeans and my cowboy boots or tennis shoes. Seriously. So, after getting multiple outfits nixed by my mom and her friend, I figured out what I would wear. Ok, I'm dressed and feeling better since that ridiculousness was over.

I'm finally starting to get kinda excited (aka not dreading) about the date. I head to the restaurant, when he texts me and lets me know there is a wait. No worries, I walk in to a ton of people. Having no clue what he looks like, I immediately text him. So he walks up and introduces himself, obviously watched me come in and look around for someone. But, he's nervous so no big deal. We head to the bar to wait for the table. (He ordered a cape cod. Please think what you will. I already did. I'm so going to hell)

The chatting and finding out about each other begins. He's a very nice person. Grew up very different from me, and I find this aspect fascinating. However, I re-frame from asking too many questions because I don't want to be that crazy person right away. Get to the table and order, have a nice meal. Once the meal is over, we head outside. He's nervous and just kinda standing there, so I go in for a quick hug and thank him for dinner and a nice evening. We had already discussed going out again.

Here's the kicker. I didn't feel anything for him. He is a very nice guy, that I would love to have as a friend. I think he'd be great to hang out with, but I just didn't feel any chemistry or attraction. However, since he was such a good guy, I'm giving him a second chance. Normally, I'd say bye and never talk to him again. I decided that instead of do that, go out with him again, and unless something changes, go for friendship. I know. I'm maturing. I'm proud too.

He and I are very different, and definitely approach things in opposite ways. It was the way we were raised, and the experiences that we've had. We haven't talked since, but with the holidays coming up and him going out of town, I don't find this odd. However, it could be. Who knows. Obviously, I'm not real worried.

I was telling The Barb about this, and she said that if I would have been "feeling him", I would have mentioned coffee or a bar after dinner. She has me pegged man, she knew I didn't "feel it" at that part alone.

Which you know what? It sucks. Cause he is a nice guy. A mutual friend really thought we would be a good match. I'm not completely closing the door on him, but I know how I work. It's most likely gonna be a friendship. Which hopefully he's okay with. Maybe he'd like one of my single friends, cause I'd like to make a friend out of it all.

Sorting through with FVF

2010-12-17T07:39:00.000-08:00

Well, my uncle was released from the hospital. The hospital where they didn't even hook him up to an IV. The hospital where they ran only the basic tests and said they were all clear, so they sent him home. Even though he was still sick. Even though we still have no idea what's wrong with him. This is the man who got mad at my aunt for calling the ambulance when she thought he was having a heart attack (ended up he wasn't, but the symptoms were all there). The man who two days ago welcomed the ambulance, and was so scared. I'm still angry at my aunt and uncle for how they treated my family and my grandmother for so long, but they welcomed us into their home when my grandmother was in her last few hours, who finally told us that they have a lot to make up for, and treated us like family again. I may be angry, but I'm not ready to lose my uncle. My cousins don't need to feel that pain I did and still feel. Especially not after losing my grandmother, one of our favorite people, last month. Please keep him in your prayers.

With Christmas coming up, it's suppose to be a joyous season. I'm still having trouble finding the mass amounts of joy. I know it's there, my stress is just keeping it under the surface. However, watching my brother and SIL makes me sad this season. They are both in the housing industry, and right now business is slow. Very slow. When you have two people trying to keep a household together, who work solely on commission (or even hourly for that matter), and the business is slow (non-existent), the money doesn't come. At all. My brother is proud, and just wants to buy his family Christmas presents this year. My mom and I are doing everything we can, to make sure they have a good Christmas; to hopefully lift their spirits up. Last night I watched the Little Bug so my brother could go meet with someone to get some work before the holiday. They had no groceries. Nothing to cook the Little Bug dinner with. I took her to the store and got a few items, my brother gave me all the cash he had. It didn't cover half, and I just left the cash under a cookie tin. It broke my heart. He just wants to provide for his family, and he's not able to right now. I don't make much (hence why I still live with the mom), but I at least have a steady paycheck. It's funny, my brother never treated me that great, and could be so cruel, but was always there when I needed him. I'm hoping this time I can step up to help him as much as he needs it.

Of course last night I totally didn't step up to the plate. After the Little Bug's bath, I was getting her out of the tub, and beamed her head into the wall. Yeah. I'm a great aunt right? Soaking wet, wailing at the top of her lungs, I thought I was just going to crumple into a heap on the floor. I know we all end up hurting children by not being careful enough, and kids hit their heads all the time. I had to get her diaper and pjs on, just so she didn't freeze, and fought me the whole time. I thought she might hate me forever for that. All she wanted to do was cuddle and cry. I just kept saying I'm sorry, over and over and over again. Nothing breaks your heart more than when you make a child cry. However, as I was leaving, I told her I loved her, and she told me she loved me to, gave me a big hug and kiss . . . with a big smile. I think we're okay. :)

On a happier note, my blind date is tonight. I'll probably share a few details later. I wanted to share this song by Dashboard Confessional. Yes, I said Dashboard. You know you listened to them 8 years ago, and you loved them. Guess what? They are still amazing. Listen below, this is an acoustic version of two songs, but it's the first one (although both are amazing) that I just love. It's about first impression of falling in love. I don't expect to fall head over heels tonight, by any means, I'm just not that way. However, I love how it's simplicity is laid out in the music. Hope you listen, and keep your fingers crossed for me!

PS. I'm sorry this post was so depressing, but I'm trying to process it all. Which I'm not doing a great job of right now.

I think I'm alive

2010-12-15T06:50:00.001-08:00

Hi friends. I've totally sucked at keeping up with this blog. Work is starting to get really busy and I've also picked up a part time job with a local sports team. Also, trying to get an Etsy shop started (however, nothing has really been accomplished on that aspect). Oh yeah, and shopping for Christmas. Trying to figure out how I'm going to fit all this in. I'm exhausted and my throat hurts.

Sorry, I'm actually not complaining, more just letting you know.

Also, it's been a little difficult to tone down the stress with mom's health scare. However, earlier this week the doctor ruled out lymphoma! It's most likely thyroid (might be cancer, might not), but we'll find that out in the next few weeks. She's not out of the woods, but lymphoma was definitely the worst case scenario.

However, on a happy note. Well, I guess it's happy. I'm sort of excited. I'm not necessarily good at meeting new people, so hence why I'm only sort of excited. I have a blind date on Friday. First date in years. Literally. A mutual friend gave him my number (with my consent), he called and we spoke for over half an hour on Monday and set up the date. Thank goodness for Hutch toning down my crazy. I'm bad at waiting to find out more about people, and it sounds like he has an interesting story, so I want to know more details. I want to text and ask questions. She put the brakes on that. I feel better now.

Ok, I need caffeine. Desperately. I'm out. Keep your fingers crossed that I can make it through Friday. I'll update after said date. Maybe :)

Slight update and FVF

2010-12-02T13:30:00.000-08:00

Well, my life got turned upside down once again this year. My mom is currently going through a health scare. She got back from the doctor yesterday and he doesn't believe it's as bad as originally thought, however we're not out of the woods yet. Needless to say I've been distant and a pain in the butt to a lot of people. However, I'm not ready to let people know what's going on just yet. It doesn't seem fair that right after my mom lost her own mother, she has to go through this. However, that's the luck my family has always been given. Please send happy thoughts to my family!

Well, on a happier note this is one of my new favorite artists. Remember in Varsity Blues when Tweeter is talking about girls . . . . panties drop! Yeah, this guy is the new John Mayer. Just sayin. (Ok, maybe not as panty drop as John Mayer, but I'm totally diggin him!!)

Enjoy! :)

Why am I reading this???

2010-11-23T07:51:00.001-08:00

I went to Borders during my lunch break yesterday with my fingers crossed that The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest would be in paperback. I refuse to pay $30 for a hardcover book. Needless to say I didn't get the book. However, I had a coupon for 33% off of one book, so I checked out the sale table, and saw a book that I had always wondered about, but hadn't let myself buy. Mainly because, you know, I had morals. However, sale + coupon, I bought. Apparently I no longer have morals. Which is fine, cause the book would strip me of them anyways. The book? I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell by Tucker Max.

I hate this boy. I'm utterly disgusted by his writing. What's sad is, if I were in school with him . . . we would be friends. I say this because I've been friends with too many man whores. In fact, I might have had too much fun with some of these said man whores. Which, again, perhaps my morals are gone, but whatever. It's insane. However, I've never had to hear the explicit details of the different encounters my buddies have had. This book? Holy crap it's explicit. More than I ever wanted to know. And you know what? I can't freaking stop reading it. It's gross and all you want to do is punch him in the face. However, I can't stop thinking how I want to be friends with him. Because who doesn't want to be friends with someone who has the best drunk stories ever? Or every now and then get to experience some of the said drunk stories?

I know, because I've had a few of them. Heck, the Vegas one I feel like some of friends lived, except for all the sex with strangers. Ok, maybe I'm not even close to Tucker's level with my buddies. However, I must be insane. Because this kid has made me laugh out loud so much, and I'm only a third of the way through the book.

This might be a problem. I hate this kid. I love this kid.

What is wrong with me?

Little Fantastic Video Friday time.

2010-11-19T07:24:00.000-08:00

Because I'm sick. Because it's Friday. Because I love this man.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Again with the singleness! and FVF

2010-11-12T08:55:00.000-08:00

My office is full marrieds. As in, every single person in my department is married. Except me. Let me preface this with, I think it's great and I in no way feel worthless because of this. The problem is that every time they meet someone who is a single male, they immediately tell me about him and the fact that I need to date him. Every. Single. Time.

My boss just went to meet a new board member, he's 32 and single. First thing he said when he got back to the office? "You're gonna like our new board member, he's single!" Yes, that's right because at my age (28, yes I'm so old, god how can I stand it?) I must be attracted to people I've never met just because they are in my age range and single. How did he know? Then, our director walked in, and said the same thing. I might have said a few things back. That may or may not have made me sound like a total bitch.

I can't help it. It happens every single time. Ever. Single. Time. (Yes, it has now been said three times. It is worth repeating that much). Y'all know my issues with my drama high school clique office. So, when this kind of stuff goes on. I just can't help but get defensive and annoyed. It's just who I am. Guess what. If you had to deal with it, you'd do it too.

Ok, rant over. On to something special to me. In memory (I just typed honor and realized that was no longer correct, my heart just broke a little) of my grandmother, today's Fantastic Video Friday will be someone who she loved. Potentially more than any other man in her life. We all have those crushes, and she was crazy about this guy (notice all the white hairs in the audience, the ladies love him!). Enjoy and have a great weekend.

Dear 16 year old self

2010-11-11T09:24:00.000-08:00

So I tweeted a few things about this while I was out saying goodbye to my grandmother, but I'm catching up on my Reader and saw that Hutch did a letter to her 16 year old self. I've been trying to be nicer to myself lately (I'm very judgmental of everything about me), so I like this idea. Thanks Hutch and whoever started the trend.

Dear 16 year old B,

I know what you're thinking (after all I'm you). You're thinking, at 28 you must be married with at least one kid and life is just about perfect. I'm sorry to burst your bubble. I know. You also didn't end up marrying your current crush. You know what though? You have an adoring relationship that you wouldn't give up for the world. First loves really are something special, cherish it. It won't be the end of the world when you break up (any of the times, yes it happens a few times).

Stop judging your friends for having sex. Yes, you think you'll wait till marriage. You won't, and it's okay. In fact, try to stop judging your friends in general. It's a hard concept, but they aren't judging you for some of your choices, yes you don't have to do what they do, but they respect you for your decisions . . . especially later on in life.

Sorority life isn't going to be normal for you. You're okay with that. In fact, the choices you make, you'll realize were the absolute best for you in college in that aspect.

Don't stop playing basketball with your friends. You'll miss it. And no, you're not very good. Guess what, you still love the game.

Surprisingly, the friends you have in high school might be some of the ones you are still very close with. Just not the ones you think. Guess what, it's okay, cause you are happy with them. Also, they will hurt you. Over and over again. You have high expectations, but you are a good friend to them. They know this. They are human, and so are you.

You are a tease right now. However, you have no follow through. Might want to tone that down.

Your migraines are just beginning, and they won't stop. Guess what, they become less frequent and you learn how to control them better. However, you will miss work and feel guilty. It's just who you are.

You know that extra little pooch that mom keeps grabbing and saying you're getting heavy with? Yeah, not even remotely fat. You can eat an entire pizza after a basketball game and not gain anything. I currently hate you for that. Not really, I'm just jealous. Seriously. You're not fat, in fact, you are really skinny for a person with our bone structure and height. Your butt will get so much bigger. Guess what? You're okay with it. Two jean sizes bigger in fact (at some points even more than that). Yes, you'll want to be skinnier, but it's not the end of the world. Mom also stops judging you on it. Score!

Also, with mom, she's not as evil as you currently think she is. In fact, you get to be very close. Try not to be so hard on her, although, maybe you need to be to become as close as you are now. I'm not really sure. However, you still want her approval and hate talking to her about things you fail at. Pretty sure that's how everyone feels, and it's okay. I promise she loves your more than you know.

Your brother is mom's favorite, but you're dad's so it's okay. And yes, your cousin is grandma's favorite. You get over it, for the most part. With that, go dance with dad. Right now. It thrills him to no tomorrow, and give him as many hugs as possible. Trust me, you'll be glad you did.

Your brother can still be a jerk. He'll never grow out of that. However, at some point he does start to be nice to you and treat you with respect. Every now and then he shows you how much he cares about you. He's 18 going on 30 right now, give him a break.

You figure out a lot of stuff as you get older. Like, that vision of what you think life will be like during and after college isn't real. It's something a whole lot better, and not at all what you think. And you learn that it's exactly what you needed. You wouldn't have been happier in that "fairy tale".

Also, you have way more fun as a brunette than as a blonde.
- Your 28 year old self

My grandma, the strongest woman I know.

2010-11-03T18:39:00.000-07:00

My heart is broken.

Grandma passed away yesterday evening. She was pretty coherent on Sunday, and then Monday she took a huge nose dive and Tuesday her heart finally just gave up. It's what we wanted, she was a very proud woman and didn't want people having to take care of her. We are so blessed that she didn't suffer long and that she doesn't have to struggle with a body that kept giving out and a mind that wouldn't quit. She went out the way she would have wanted it to, we were all sitting around eating pizza and chatting with each other, not paying too much attention, and then mom noticed her breathing was erratic and slow. She went out with no pomp and circumstance and no one fussing over her. Basically the way she lived her life.

We are all doing okay, very sad, but just glad that it's all over. Funeral arrangements are being set, not sure I'm ready for this. Mom wants all the grand kids to get up and speak, not sure I can handle that. We'll see how it goes.

Please keep my family in your thoughts. We're happy the struggle is over, but a wonderful piece of our hearts has been taken away.

Fantastic Video Friday and I'm gonna go into hiding

2010-10-29T06:45:00.001-07:00

Hi friends! Well, Grandma has taken a turn for the worst, so I'm going to go spend time with her right now. I won't be around for a while (I know, again), but I need to be giving my love and attention to her. Yes, she's 93 and lived a good life, however she's my grandma (the only grandparent I have left) and not sure I can let her go just yet. Plus, I've got to be there for my mom, which I haven't done a great job of yet.

Hope you all have a great Halloween, and get lots of "candy"! :)

Here's a beautiful song, unfortunately the band has disabled the actual videos from getting embedded, but you can go see it here.

Enjoy! :)

Fantastic Video Friday!

2010-10-22T07:32:00.001-07:00

Well, this week hasn't been great. My grandmother is sliding downhill again. We're trying to determine if she needs surgery or not. We're trying to gauge if she's going to make it much longer. I'm looking at flights daily. I'm trying to be positive, but this past week it's been very hard.

I'm glad I shared my story for It Gets Better. I just hope that with all of our sharing, it makes a difference for at least one.

It's Friday and I'm picking up the Little Bug today after work. We have a fun filled weekend planned! So in honor of getting into the Halloween spirit (this is about as much into Halloween as I get), enjoy this classic! You know you all learned at least part of the dance!! :) Have a great weekend!

It gets better

2010-10-20T07:47:00.000-07:00

Some people never get to experience feeling awful about yourself because someone told them they were worthless. It's probably because they were the ones spewing the evilness onto others. It happens too much. Too many people are told they don't matter, that they aren't good enough, and the things they are most insecure about are made fun of. It hurts. I know.

Growing up I was always the tallest girl, always had the biggest nose, and never felt comfortable in my own skin. I had a family who always asked me why I couldn't be more like my brother, the perfect child. I wasn't the best at sports, even though I loved them. I was shy and wasn't good at talking to strangers. I was bigger than all the other girls in my dance classes, I had to drop out of point (ballet) because I was to heavy. My hair wasn't pretty because of too many at home perms. I didn't know how to dress and look nice. I wasn't popular. I had very few friends. My best friend moved away in 7th grade, when kids tend to be the most cruel, and I was brokenhearted.

Middle school was awful, but in 9th grade I finally found a few friends I thought I could trust. I was wrong. These "close" friends were the worst to me. I was constantly put down. Left out of things. All my insecurities were on display, and walked all over. I was in my own hell, and I couldn't get out. I didn't have the strength. I didn't have anyone to turn to, because I wasn't close to my family. I was an outcast.

I wanted to take my own life. I didn't have the courage, I stood in the kitchen looking at knives numerous times. I voiced my intentions. I just wanted someone to hear me. Someone finally listened. I got help, my parents finally saw how much pain I was in. They finally paid attention to me. We moved to a new town. I found friends who thought I was worth while. I found a home and parents who finally saw the beauty in me. I am no longer second best to my brother. I am my own person. I'm strong and beautiful. I know that I can make it through anything.

I am not a gay youth, but I struggled being comfortable with who I am. There are so many out there who love you and want only the best for you. Be proud of who you are.

I promise, it gets better.

To learn more about bullying prevention, you can go here.
(Thanks to Kissing Frogs for sharing these links.)

It's a question kinda Monday.

2010-10-18T10:18:00.001-07:00

Hutch over at Be Awesome Instead (I just can't thank her enough for getting me hooked on HIMYM. It's amazing. Seriously. Awesome. I now love NPH more than I can bare.) did six questions and "tagged" everyone. And by "tagged" I mean she said everyone do this. Not tagging 6 bloggers. Why? Because she's awesome like that.

I had a mass of events last week and then Komen Race for the Cure over the weekend, and took a half day on Friday, so I'm slightly behind and in over my head at work. And I'm reading blogs instead. Needless to say, this post had to have little thought, and it's why I stole the questions from Hutch. She understands it's cool. We're V&C girls.

So I answer Hutch's 6 questions, make up 6 of my own, and tag a few other bloggers to answer them. Ready set go!

My answers to Hutch's 6 questions:

1. If you could have any job, what would it be and why?'
I want to work for NBA Cares. I love working for a good cause, and I really enjoy working with athletes. I do some of that now and even though major egos are involved, it's the people that attend the events that get me excited. They just love being a part of the athlete's life.

2. Did you have an imaginary friend when you were a kid?
No, I actually had my lifelong friend move a few houses down when we were 6. By the time I had any good imagination, she was already there.

3. What is your biggest guilty pleasure?
Chocolate and fast food. Freaking love it. Try to control it. Have a huge ass because of it.

4. If 80s style perms came back in style, would you get one?
Heck no. I grew up with one. My mom used to perm my hair at home. Once she used a metal clip, and I no longer had hair in that area. No perms ever again.

5. If you could choose your last meal, what would it be?
Mexican, preferably with the black bean dip from Gloria's. I could literally make myself sick eating that and be totally content.

6. Would you rather have a personal assistant, chef, or housekeeper?
Housekeeper, no question about it. I don't mind keeping my own schedule (actually I probably would freak out if I gave that power to someone else), and I don't mind cooking that much. Just hate doing it after a long day at work. I HATE cleaning. With a burning passion. If I had the money, I would have already hired someone.

Now I have to write my own questions right? Dang . . . thinking hurts my head right now.

1. Would you rather have a male or female masseur and why? If you've gotten a massage before did you change your mind afterward? (I totally did.)
2. What food could you eat every day and not get sick of?
3. What time of year do you look forward to the most and why?
4. What's your favorite way to unwind after a long day?
5. If you could meet one person (dead or alive) who would it be?
6. What is your feeling on red high-heeled pumps? (One of my co-workers believes they are for 6 yr olds or hookers. I disagree.)

Ok, and I'm tagging . . . .
Jennifer at Crazy Shenanigans
Sara at Sara Swears A Lot
Cathy at Antsy Pants
Salt at Salt Says
Mel at Chinky Mel's Corner
Johana at The Mercurial Wife

Have at it lovelies!!

Fantastic Video Friday. It's back. Believe.

2010-10-08T09:28:00.000-07:00

Time to bring back Fantastic Video Friday!

Here's an artist I've come to love thanks to Pandora. Well, that is until I ran out of free hours. I'm a little obsessed with listening to music, so I may run out very quickly. And Pandora totally changed it to read your ISP number on your computer, instead of just going off of your email. So that kinda sucked. Whatever, this guy makes me smile. Hope he does the same for you.

Happy Friday!!

That time I got hit on and offered a free drink and didn't drink.

2010-10-05T10:27:00.001-07:00

So The Barb and I went out this weekend to a bar in a near by town. As we're sitting in the lounge area, I notice a guy at the bar who keeps looking at me. Now, I happened to be wearing something (I consider) low cut, and figured the girls had to be showing themselves. They weren't. So, I shrugged it off, whatever and continued on chatting with The Barb. Well, I'm about half a bottle of Pellegrino in and excuse myself to the ladies (hello Clueless reference, and no, it never gets old quoting Clueless). I come back to our area and Mr. I Like to Stare is chatting with The Barb. I go sit down and he begins to chat me up as well. Eventually he sits down, after we find out he's the GM of this place. Eventually he gets up and leaves to go "check on" things (I totally saw him just hanging out with other servers in the kitchen). The Barb almost freaked out on me. I got told "You will go on a date with him. I don't care how unattracted to him you are." Yes, she's my awesome friend that I sometimes worry about. Of course, she was totally a few glasses in, and Mr. I Like to Stare gave her another one on the house (he actually brought me one too, but I declined, meds will unfortunately keep you from drinking even when you REALLY want to).

Side note: I'm not comfortable with guys hitting on me. I believe this comes from I've never been into any of the guys that do hit on me. I've only been excited by one guy who has come up to me, but I was also more than a few shots in. So the whole scene just makes me squirm. I just don't know what to say.

I was ready to book it out of there. The Barb was plotting. She had to haul to the ladies as well, but waited. And waited. I knew what she was waiting for. She was waiting for him to walk by, then quickly leave, so he would sit down and talk to me one on one. He did. She did. I pulled out my phone, trying to look like I was fine and didn't need anyone to talk to me. He sat down anyway. Apparently our waiter was in on it to. He high fived The Barb when she came out of the ladies. Seriously. He didn't ask me out. He did invite us to come over after the bar closes to his apt lounge where his friends hang out and split bottles of wine. The Barb was ready, I said I was old and exhausted.

I'm still not attracted to him. He gave us his card, said he'd look forward to seeing us again, and gave us hugs on the way out. If I never go back, it will be fine. If I go back, I'll get a free glass of wine. And hopefully no tongue.

Apparently I'm back in Middle School

2010-09-28T09:25:00.001-07:00

To the one who sits next to me at the office. You can keep reading, however, I would ask that you don't. Since this is in regards to your baby shower, and you don't need to be brought into drama. Thanks!

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Ok, hopefully she stopped reading. However, she likes gossip so she probably still is. Hi there. I know you're reading. I warned you.

So I thought that once we got out of Middle School, transitioned into High School and got through College the whole clique thing would go away. I know that we have have our favorite people that we talk to at work or go out to lunch with, that's normal. However, apparently I'm in the Twilight Zone, because I feel like I'm in Middle School again. Now, I love the people I work as individuals and I enjoy my job. However, the cliques are tried and true here, and I'm sick of it. There is the old (the ones that were around with a previous boss - we're all relatively young) group, the new group, the reality tv group, the wedding group, the baby group, and numerous more. Oh yeah, and this is with a group of around 10 people. Just let that sink in. Not only is everyone in a clique, but some are in multiple, and it's all very exclusive. Now, I know that I'm not married (aka haven't planned a wedding) and I haven't had kids (so I can't talk about pregnancy stuff), which I'm fine with. However, I have planned many showers, and I was around weddings my entire life (my mom was a wedding coordinator for 17 years, I was able to run a wedding when I was 12). So, let's just say I'm capable of giving my opinion and throwing out ideas. Every shower (two wedding showers and two baby showers) we've had so far in my office, I've not been a part of. One because I was so new, one because someone did the whole thing themselves, and the other two . . . well, because the "party planning" clique didn't let anyone else get involved. And guess what, it's happening again. The thing that gets me the most is, the pregnant one (I know you're still reading) is the person I'm closest to in the office. Everyone knows this. She and I already discussed aspects of a baby shower thrown by the office, which I mentioned to one of the "party planning" clique members. And yet, the planning has begun without me.

I'm over this. I would say that it would be good for me to go and talk about this with them. But guess what? It wouldn't change. We have made comments about the cliques to some of them, and to no avail. It's worthless. It just makes me miss working with down to earth older ladies. They could care less, they love everyone and working with younger people. Not kidding. At my old office we would all have lunch together and everyone knew what was going on in every one's lives. No secrets or anything like that (except a few of my "extra curricular" activities). Now? Now, I feel like I'm back being the girl with the frizzy-growing-my-perm-out hair with braces and not-in-style clothes. Let me tell you, it's fun. I know I'm respected here as a co-worker, but it just doesn't feel like I am as a regular person. Which just makes me want to leave even more than I know I already need to. (I'm an admin with an MBA. Yeah, seriously, it's time to leave.)

I guess at least I can find solace in the fact that her gift for the shower will be from the heart. I can't afford to buy anything of substance, so handmade gifts are what my friends get now. I'm just hoping she loves it.

Book review, and yes, you should read it!

2010-09-27T13:40:00.001-07:00

The Opposite of Me by: Sarah Pekkanen

My summary:

The story is of two twin girls who are the complete opposite of each other. Alex is the beautiful, thin model who hasn't had to work hard for anything. Boys, jobs, everything came easy for her. Lindsey is the smart, workaholic who is constantly striving to be the most successful to get out of her sister's shadow. Lindsey's world is turned upside down when she loses her job and has to move home. She has to reevaluate everything, and deal with her sister Alex being in her life again.

My review:

I was skeptical of this story because it was about sisters (really twins), and being a younger sister to a very masculine brother, I didn't know what to expect. However, I was captivated from the beginning. I couldn't put the book down. I loved how the author described the characters, how Lindsey (main character) was thinking and feeling. I was able to relate to Lindsey and I felt her emotions through the pages. I laughed, gasped, and wanted to cry throughout the story. I enjoyed where the author took the story and what twists and turns were added in. The ending left a little to be desired, however, I was very happy to see how it turned out. I think it's a great book and highly recommend! It's an easy read, and you won't want to put it down.

Note: I was not compensated for this review, and all statements (including the summary) are my own thoughts.

Let's try this one out for size

2010-09-20T10:20:00.000-07:00

Hello friends!!! Man, I've missed you. However, I've been keeping up with your blogs, so I've been around. I've been right there with you, while trying to get my head on straight. I'm not completely there yet, but I had the urge to blog this weekend and it was the first time I wanted to really get back online and share. It may be once a week, it may be once a month right now, but I'm happy that I wanted to get back to blogging.

First off, thank you all so much for your sweet comments and messages you sent to me. I appreciate it more than you know. It made me want to come back and truly be a part of this great community. It's amazing how we can feel connected to people we've never met, and how we end up caring for them when we know they're having a hard time.

Here's a run down of what's been going on with me, and why I haven't been around:

My grandmother is doing as well as can be expected for a 93 year old fireball. She has a few health issues that are causing her body to slowly shut down. Her heart was barely working when she finally called my uncle as she could barely breathe (she thought it was just her heart valve closing, it wasn't). They called the doctor and the doctor told her to get to the ER immediately. They had to switch hospitals, so an ambulance (they would have Care Flighted, but it was in use elsewhere) took her to the second hospital where they were waiting to immediately insert a temporary pacemaker. Had they waited a few more hours we probably would have lost her. My grandmother and I are pretty close, and it is devastating for me to think of losing her. However, every time I see her, I believe it will be the last time, so I'm somewhat prepared, I just don't want it to happen. They put in a permanent pacemaker and she's doing much better. She was able to go to a rehab facility and is walking around the neighborhood for excerise. While all this was going on, we were trying to determine if we needed to fly up to see her immediately (she lives in the North East, while we're in Texas) and keeping up to date on her health every few hours was just wearing on us.

This was on top of my whole "I have no money to do anything fun and I'm missing out on being 27 cause I never see my friends and I'm a loser and now I'll never move out of my mom's house" problem. If you haven't had to go through this because you've been able to make fairly good money, please be nice to your friends that are in this situation. Not only do we worry about being broke, but we are in a perpetual state of sadness because we feel like we're missing out on everything because we can't afford to go out. Let me just say, yes I saved money by sitting at home doing nothing, but crying every night wasn't worth the savings. I had to deal with friends making me feel guilty for not being able to spend the money. Some of my friends treated me poorly just because I couldn't always say "yes!" right away, because I wanted to check my budget first. That didn't help either. My mother would tell me during a crying spell, that I just needed to go out of town with friends and screw the budget. It just meant staying at home longer, but at least I would be happier. FYI, that's a tough pill to swallow. Going into debt just because you want to see your friends. Yes, I know. My friends should be nicer about it, and I couldn't agree more, but we all make mistakes and I'm just more careful about how close I let myself get with them now.

However, I'm doing much better now. The Barb and I are in the same boat financially so we've been finding ways to go out and be social throughout the entire weekend (yes, we've got out every weekend, each night the past three weekends) without spending a bunch of money. It's so helpful for me to have friends in this position. I'm also saving money on gas by using public transportation as often as I possibly can. This week I'll have to drive to work twice because of events, but last week I didn't have to at all. Using public trans cuts the amount I have to drive in half, plus I get to read books on the way to work/home! It takes longer to get to work/home, but it's worth it. My sanity is worth an extra half hour every day.

I'm still paying off my student loans while I'm stuck at the same job, and I'm still having trouble getting motivated to find another job. I know part of my problem is that I'm bored with my current position and that I know the economy is tough right now, and what I do isn't exactly a necessary in most companies' eyes, so I'm just not trying very hard. I need to set aside time each day to work on job searching, however it has to wait until I can finish a few projects I have at home. Crochetting, laundry, cleaning, grocery shopping, etc. Yup, I totally put all those off lately, and they need to be done. They'll get done, I know it. It's just gonna take me awhile.

But, I'm back and almost to my old self. I'm getting there and that's what matters. I know I will be a wreck when my grandmother's body finally gives out, but I know she's just not ready quite yet. (Sometimes I swear that woman will out live us all, she's just amazing.) I know that I'm going to struggle with money until I find a better paying job. I know that I can still go out and enjoy being young and single without killing my bank account. I know it will be probably another year before I move out of my mother's house (unless I get a seriously killer job with a huge paycheck) because I won't be able to afford it. However, I know that no matter what I'll be just fine.

Thanks for sticking with me through this. Y'all rock my face off.

It's officially been a year and I'm almost there.

2010-09-07T13:11:00.000-07:00

A year ago today I started this blog, and over a month ago I had to step away.

I've loved having this blog. I love that I've been able to work through emotions and share with you. However, I'm still not ready to come back just yet. Today was the first day that I wanted to even think about writing, so I logged on. It just happened to be the 1st birthday. I don't really believe in signs, but perhaps I should . . .

I'm not depressed, I'm not angry, I'm not really anything. And that's why I'm not ready to begin again. I'm finally getting back to where I should be in my life. My grandmother is back home. It is such a blessing that they got her into the hospital when they did. She received a pacemaker that literally saved her life that night. I got to see my niece last night after a month long hiatus. I'm seeing friends on a much more normal basis and it's making me more sane. I'm still broke. I still need to find another job. I still need to change a lot of things in my life, but they're small and the changes will come. However, until I can put forth the effort into making that happen, I'm not ready to be back writing.

I'm not sure why I still need the break. It's not that time consuming, it's not like I write a crazy amount, or that I share my deepest darkest secrets with you; it's just I need to get my head on straight. And I haven't done that just yet.

I did go into a tail spin. I'm almost out of it. I'm almost whole again.

I'm still reading your blogs, and loving them. I hope you know that I'm looking forward to being back on here again. I love sending you comments and getting yours in return. Know that I'm doing well, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for all your well wishes and wonderful thoughts that you sent my way. I'm blessed. I know this, I just forgot, and I'm just getting back to where I believe it again.

xoxo - AuntBT

I'm here, but not really

2010-07-29T10:11:00.000-07:00

So, I'm still here, but there's a bunch of stuff going on in my life right now that I need to deal with (if you follow me on twitter you know) and I just need a hiatus from writing.

I've just gotta get my head sorted out.

I'm still reading your blogs (when Blogger decides to actually work, which it isn't right now!!).

I'll be back, hopefully soon.

Hearts to you.

Nothing

2010-07-26T14:01:00.000-07:00

Yeah, I've got nothing right now.

Yup.

Catch you on the flip side friends.

Bad Boys Always Win = Fantastic Video Friday

2010-07-23T11:16:00.000-07:00

Hey friends, not much to say today, but here's a little tribute to the Bad Boy lovers out there.

Yes, it's something we ladies never quite get over. I know, I've had a secret crush on this man for a very, very long time.

I've been listening to this album quite a bit and wow. If you even remotely like this delish man, or rap in general, I suggest this album. It's actually his story of hitting the bottom and sobering up. Pretty powerful if you listen to the lyrics.

FYI, this is Eminem, so the lyrics are necessarily work appropriate. However, definitely give it a listen. Have a great weekend!

A little heart break never hurts nobody.

2010-07-21T07:52:00.000-07:00

First off, welcome to all my new readers! I'm so glad that you're here, and appreciate you being a part of this blog. Hopefully this post won't scare you away. I promise, normally it's much more fun around here. It's just one of those posts that you need to get out.

I started writing this immediately after watching Dear John. Once again, I'm so glad I didn't read the book. FYI, there are spoilers if you don't know the story.

Wow. I don't even know where to begin. I was weary of watching this movie. The beginning didn't grab me. However, the beginnings of all Nicolas Sparks' movie adaptations never do. Channing Tatum is at least easy to look at, so it didn't bother me.

Going in it's nice to be surprised, when you don't know how the story turns out. At least, I like it. I enjoy that twist of story, where I hold my breathe and don't blink until the tears come. Yes, I'm a big crier in movies. I'm not big on showing emotions to many people, but I'm a closet crier. And I feel like that's a good thing for me. It's a good release for me, and I always feel better afterward.

This movie was different. I felt better, but I was still sad. And I know why.

There are two reasons. They're not happy reasons, so if this gets you depressed I'm sorry. However, I feel like I need to get these written down.

The first aspect of the movie was the relationship between Savannah and John. I know she loved John, but I still can't understand how she got rid of him while he was at war. This is exactly what happened to my buddy Sarge. Literally, almost identical. Except Sarge was married to the girl he left behind to go to war. In the movie she breaks up with him while he's overseas fighting, because she got engaged to someone else. I knew what was coming as soon as he got the letter. When he burned all her letters, all I could think of was Sarge. That's all I saw, my dear friend's heart breaking on my tv screen. I was so angry. How could she do that to him while he was overseas? My heart broke, and I couldn't stop the tears. In the movie it was only 2 weeks before he went back to war, that's how long they knew each other. Sarge was with her for years, heck she had already gone through a deployment. And still, she did that to him. I felt helpless, and all I could think of was how can you comfort someone who is so far away from his home. When Sarge came back on his leave for those two weeks, he got some of that time to heal.
What I don't tell people is that while he was on leave, while he was still married, is that we got together. We all went for a night of drinking and fun, and both our ignitions kicked into gear. What I'm glad to say is that I've never felt bad about it. I knew that his marriage was over, she had moved on to someone else and wanted a divorce. In fact, the papers had been filed. I knew he needed some one's touch, bu it was never pity. In fact, I think I needed that touch almost as much as he did (ok, not almost, but it definitely helped me too). I never got to see Sarge's tender side before. He was always the macho friend, my boys are all former football players and I felt so lucky to see that. He went back to war after that. Lots of drama happened once he came home. I thought I had almost regretted it, I don't like drama and what went down didn't fly with me. After watching the movie, I realized it might have been one of the best things I've done in a long time. Strange to think that sleeping with someone might have helped them through a tough time. But, I watched the pain (yes, I know it's an actor) on John's face and what she put him through, being with him might have helped to make him feel needed and wanted again. Hopefully that I helped start to put those pieces back together. I've been told that he went back overseas happier and in a better place. I didn't necessarily believe it, but hoped it was true. Now, I know. It was the best decision I could have made that weekend. I'd like to thank the vodka for that.

The second part is the harder to get through of the two. John loses the girl, but he handles it and pushes forward. What stops him in his tracks, is his dad is dying. Just typing those words makes my chest tight. They send him home from overseas to see his dad and take care of everything. The other thing you may have picked up on if you've been reading for awhile is that I lost my dad. He died, and in September it will be 10 years that he's been gone. In the movie it was a stroke, but his dad was conscious and could understand what was going on. The part about the last thing John thought of after he got shot? Was his father. Because he had been writing letters to Savannah, he expressed what he needed to say to his father in a letter. Then got to read it to him. He got to say his goodbye, he got to tell his dad how much he meant to him.

Remember when I said that I love to be surprised when the plots moves in a way I didn't expect, and I hold my breathe while the tears come? That's what happened here. They got their moment to share and connect, and make their peace.

What affected me so deeply was how much I missed my dad, and realizing that so many people don't get to do this. I did in a way that a 17 year old could, which had I had the opportunity to say goodbye now, I would have said so much more. I would have told him what I should have done more. I should have danced with him in our living room every time he wanted to, because I could have pretended it was my wedding day, because I'll never get to have the father/daughter dance. I would have let him tell me jokes that I had heard a thousand times before, because I never knew I would miss hearing them now. I would have looked for the love between my parents that was strained my entire childhood, and noticed that the love was still there, they just had grown apart. I would have cherished seeing that. I understand all these things better now, and I know that I did what I could at 17. I know that whatever I said meant something to him, and the tears I cried mean as much then as they do now. However, I'll never get over it. I'll always be affected by a movie, a song or watching someone else go through that loss. I will always miss my dad. My hope is that everyone understands what they have, and cherishes what they have.

Watching the movie just made me miss him. Made me wish I had had more time, but made me glad that I remember him and the fact that I still miss him makes him stay alive inside me. I know I'll always have that. For that I'm grateful.

And you know, it's funny, in the end of the movie, you forgive the girl. You know that she did what she thought she had to do. John understood that, but I still wanted her to hurt because she wasn't there for him. She didn't stay. But, you knew he would take the high road and help her out. That life would eventually work itself out. One thing I loved about this movie, was how John got to express himself in letters. I understand this is the whole point of the movie, writing letters to each other, but rarely do the men really get to express themselves. It was very Jane Austen, the men always got to have a say. As an Austen fan, I appreciated that in the story.

I was weary about watching the movie, my mom was the one who really wanted to see it. Now, I'm so glad I did. I'm still sad, but my heart is smiling.

*I was not paid to review or discuss this movie, these views are my own.

and the Winner is . . . .

2010-07-19T11:15:00.000-07:00

Yes, Winners are here are capitalized because they are awesome. Put down your grammar manual. It's okay. We misspell, punctuate incorrectly, and capitalize things that don't need to be capitalized around here. We do it because it shows that Winners are important.

So who is important? It's . . . .

Kady @ Take a Mom's Word for It!!!

Congrats lady!! Head over to Erin's Etsy shop and email me what print you want.

Way to go!!

In case anyone was wondering, I used the Random Number Generator. I wanted to pick the winner out of a hat. But, I forgot a hat. I'm also lazy.

Fantastic Video Friday. I'm a Gleek.

2010-07-16T09:58:00.000-07:00

Friends, it happened. I was watching Glee like I have been recently. Still wasn't convinced on its greatness. It was always an enjoyable show, but I never felt the emotion and the desire to watch more. Well, last night it happened. The episode included the song "Keep Holding On", and the story line was where the evil Sue spills the beans about a cheerleader's pregnancy. I got chills during the song. My eyes got watery, and not just from the allergies that have been doing that to me lately.

I have now downloaded every Glee song from Itunes. Every. Single. Song. I'm $50 poorer. Seriously. Bringing my computer to work to listen to Glee. Hello, I've just turned back time to a teenager. Yes, I just cut my age in half to do that too (UGH!).

So here you go. Hope you have a wonderful weekend and don't forget to sign up for my giveaway it ends on Monday!!!

The dealership is trying to kill me

2010-07-14T09:03:00.000-07:00

I took my car into the dealership. I think they may be trying to kill me.

Ok, maybe not kill me, but extort a whole lot of money from me. Which makes me hypervenilate, which in turn could kill me. So, they are trying to kill me. Logical yes?

Let's start off with why I had to go to the dreaded dealership. My check engine light was on. It's been on before, and for quite a while. However, it's somewhat faulty. Which I knew. If it comes on, generally it's not really anything. The problem? My inspection is due. Ok, it was due last month, but that's besides the point. The guys that do the inspections won't pass the vehicle if the check engine light is on, aka immediate fail. UGH. Fine, so I take my car into the dealership to get an oil change (had a coupon that made it cheaper than the normal oil change places), and figured I could get them to reset the check engine light. Perfect plan yes?

Well, there was some recall item that I wanted the dealership to look at as well. It wasn't something that HAD to be replaced, just only if it was faulty. Apparently it was. They replaced it, then changed my oil (hell yes!), but then I got the call. Here's the laundry list of things wrong with you vehicle. Ummmm . . . . . what??? (Side note: where the hell did the phrase laundry list come from? I don't get it, but I totally use it.) We're talking over $2K of issues. $2K!!!!!! Seriously, can't breathe, hypervenilating. Oh yeah, and the dealership totally charges you to "diagnose" problems if you don't use them to do work on your car, so I had them do one thing that cost the same as the diagnosis. So I walked out of there $200 poorer. I refuse to let the man (aka dealership) win. I will win this battle. But, it's gonna be a fight. The check engine light may be off (I'm keeping my fingers crossed it will stay off after work today so I can get my inspection done), but it will come back on. Trust me, we went through the list. These things supposedly are pretty bad and might make my engine blow up. I'm hoping for the best. I can not afford to get another car. No one would buy my car now. Waaaaaay too many miles. Needless to say I may not have a car while it gets worked on, and I no longer will have any money to do anything. So, perhaps sitting at home with no car will be a good thing. Better that I get my car back in one piece than it blow up. But I need to get it inspected, cause I don't want a ticket. Even from a hot policeman.

Get this, my brother actually offered to help fix the car. What? Seriously? I know. It's true. He actually looked at my car yesterday. I got to play with the Little Bug, who is teething again. Guess who didn't want to hang out with her super cool Aunt. Guess who also turned into a toddler over night. Baby Little Bug is gone, she is growing like a weed. Scary.

Ok, I have no idea if this post made any sense, because I'm yawning, which makes my eyes water, and I'm a little all over the place today. So, if it doesn't make sense, just smile and nod and come back tomorrow or Friday. Or whenever. I'll be here, it's cool.

Also, have you signed up for my giveaway yet? It's for a print from Erin Reynolds Photography. Go do it! She rocks and is from Canada. Love me some Canadian photographers.

My first giveaway and it's my 100th post!!

2010-07-12T07:07:00.001-07:00

Well, he's married. My former crush (and most recent, I don't crush on lots of boys aka when I crush . . . I crush hard . . . and it doesn't help that we did have a few dates and make out sessions) got married this weekend. I'm really glad I went and got to tell him I'm happy for him. I am. However, I'm sad because he is now married to someone, but I'm also worried that he married someone who fell into his "plan". Everything I know about her and that I saw this weekend just doesn't make sense. Nothing about her tells me that he would have picked her. However, everyone (yes, ALL his friends) thought he should pick me. Including me. So, needless to say, I guess everyone had it wrong. I really, really (seriously) hope that it works and they're happy. He looked happy when she walked down the aisle. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for the best. However, I still can't smile about it just yet.

However, I do have something really awesome to smile about!!! Somehow the timing worked perfectly, because I didn't even realize I was my 100th post until I began writing this. It's so exciting to have reached this milestone (ok, maybe not milestone, but for someone who rarely keeps up anything for very long, it's an accomplishment!). Through this blog I have found such a great way to have a voice for myself and get to enjoy so many of your thoughts as well. So it's time to celebrate! How am I celebrating? Well, if you've been following me lately, you know I'm having my first giveaway!!

Yes, how perfect is that???

Erin of Erin Reynolds Photography was so great in offering to do a giveaway!!! And apparently I love me some Canadian photographers, because they are just fantastic up there! Her photos are just gorgeous and I wish I could just take one, but instead I'll be nice and let one of you wonderful readers get it! You can choose your favorite 8x8 or 8x10 print from her Etsy collection!!!

(This is my favorite!)

photo source: ELR

So here are the rules:

Entry 1: Gotta be a follower! Leave a comment to let me know you're a follower. Also, you have to check out Erin's Etsy page and let me know which print is your fav.

Entry 2: Follow me on twitter and leave me a comment (even if you already follow, still need a comment!)

Entry 3: Tweet about this giveaway and be sure to include @AuntBTtheblog and link to this post in your tweet (don't forget to leave me a comment)

Entry 5: Follow Erin Reynolds Photography on twitter and leave me a comment that you're following her

Entry 6: Blog about this giveaway and leave me a comment with a link to your post

That's right, 6 ways to enter!! The giveaway will be open for 7 days, until Monday, July 19 at 1 p.m. CST. So get on it!

A Not So Nice Review and Fantastic Video Friday

2010-07-09T09:28:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I'm a big chick lit/romance novel reader. Damn proud of it too. I've read a couple Nicolas Sparks books and they've been . . . ok. Never really impressed, if there was a movie . . . the movie was better. Now, I'll preface this with the fact that I love the movie A Walk to Remember with Mandy Moore, I cry every time. Now, I know going in that a movie will always be different from the book. Every time. No exceptions. So, I expect it to be different and I normally enjoy the differences, it's like a different version of the same story. Well, I was not impressed. The story didn't seem to even get started until half way through the book, and I didn't even feel the emotion behind the characters. I finished it and was really disappointed. So, unfortunately Mr. Sparks, you've lost a reader in me. I won't be purchasing your work anymore, but I know many who will keep reading your work because they love you. That's fine with me, we get great movies out of your books. Those I'll go see. **Please note, I was not compensated to write this review, and it is strictly my opinion.

Ok, this is for all your Twihards out there. No, I haven't read the books. No, I'm not going to either. I have however watched the movies (have yet to see Eclipse, but I already have plans to see it, because my friends are total Twihards). I'm not a huge fan, however they are entertaining. I do love the music however, especially because Paramore got involved. Hayley actually wrote this song specifically for Twilight because she loved the books so much. So, for all you Twihards, here's a little Twlight love. Yes, I know, I'm awesome. You're welcome.

Don't forget to tune in Monday, I'll be having my first giveaway!!

I'm back!

2010-07-07T07:07:00.000-07:00

Hello lovely people!! I'm back, perhaps not by choice, but I guess I'm an adult and have to suck it up. Oh well. I'll live.

Anyways, the vacation was really great. We went to see my grandmother, and she only knew my mom was visiting. We (mom, bro, SIL, Little Bug, and me) walked in. She was so surprised and excited. Well, as excited as a 93 year old can get. It was so great to have all 4 generations together. We didn't think it would ever happen.

We tried to teach the Little Bug to say Great Grandma, but because my mom is Grandma, she was quite confused. She picked up Gi Gi right away, however my grandma is a little old fashion and wanted to be called Grandma (her first name). Again, didn't go over well. I think she finally came to the conclusion she was just going to be Gi Gi. I have the best video of Little Bug giving Gi Gi a kiss after helping her blow out her birthday candles. However, it has a few other faces in it, so I can't share. Sorry!

So the vacation was only 5 days, but I didn't have to go back to work for another few days which never happens. I'm the one who always plans the trip to where I come back the night before I have to go back to work. It was glorious not having to wake up early, of course it was even more glorious because I got to sleep in on my birthday. One good thing about being a holiday baby (ok, day before, but close enough) is that you get the day off most of the time.

So what did I do for my birthday? I went and saw The A-Team!!! OMG I loved this movie. Not only is Bradley Cooper just the most delicious thing on screen, but the movie itself was just so entertaining. I 've already seen it twice now. I grew up watching the tv show because my brother used to watch it, and it's something that even when I see it on tv now, I perhaps will flip to it. Love George Peppard and the boys. I loved the movie because it showed how they became the outlaws and the how group came together, which I didn't remember from the tv show. It's a pretty heavy action movie, so if you like movies like that, you'll enjoy it. Trust me. Plus, you get to stare at Bradley Cooper and Liam Neison. Yeah.

So, it's half way through the week already and I'm still trying to catch up on my reader. It is out of control. Out. Of. Control. That's ok, I'll get through it. The best part is that I just found out I'll be hosting my first giveaway soon! So exciting!! Stay posted. Good times ahead!

Catch you on the flip side

2010-06-27T21:50:00.000-07:00

Friends, I'm out for a week . . . on vacation!! That's right I'm getting the hell out of dodge, and getting away from the office. Hell yes. I'm not taking my computer, so no catching up on blogs (which my reader is already scary) or entertaining stories. However, I'll be on twitter, and with my crazy family I'm sure I'll be updating you.

Have a great week!!

I'm so excited, I'm so excited . . . I'm so scared!!

2010-06-26T12:30:00.001-07:00

I'm excited. Like a lot. Seriously. I know. It's crazy.

Ok, I'm even getting annoyed with myself for that.

Why am I excited? Because The Barb is finally coming home! She will be relinquishing her post of being far away and coming back to the real world. I can't wait to have my side kick back. That means more lots of fun escapades aka stories to share.

Also, it's Saturday and I woke up and Van Wilder was on. Now I'm watching Definitely, Maybe. It's a Ryan Reynolds fest. I'm in heaven. Excuse me while I go drool.

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(wipes mouth)

Alright. I'm good.

Ok, I'm out. Mainly because I don't have anything exciting to talk about, and I've got more errands to run. And in case you're wondering, it really sucks when you want to get your car inspected and the engine light turns on right before you take it in.

Random? Why yes, yes it is.

2010-06-22T10:08:00.000-07:00

Ms. Random Ramblings asked me to participate in her The Thoughts for Thursday (last week), which was so fun! However, the first thought I had was not exactly what I should be sharing on someone else's blog. So, instead I moved it to here, and gave her another thought.

The orginial:
I'm trying to determine what the meaning of life is. So far I've come up with drinking a lot, and playing flip cup. Somehow I don't think that's right.

Yeah . . . . Perhaps it's because that's what I did the weekend before last, I played flip cup. The best game ever. Of course, I had to play with water not beer, but that's besides the point. FYI, I'm awesome at flip cup.

(You know I'm the one who wrote about ribbons and tacos for Random's Thursday blog. Mmmmmm . . . tacos.)

I need to not be here today

2010-06-21T13:48:00.000-07:00

Wow, I'm in a terrible mood, and I really don't like spewing it on other people. Okay, I lied. Sometimes I do. Generally when I don't like you. However, that number isn't very large, so for the most part I don't like spewing it on others. Y'all are those that I like. So, I'm just gonna let today go and hopefully be better tomorrow.

I can blame half of my bad mood on the SIL, the other half is just being a whiny girl. So, just ignore me and look at this. It's funny. That's all.

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Ha ha ha, get it?

It's Fantastic Video Friday!

2010-06-18T10:46:00.000-07:00

So it's Friday, however, not really for me since we have an event tomorrow. It's nothing big, and very little work, but however, I still have to dress up and drive into work. Oh well, I just have to keep saying "overtime", over and over and over.

I'm currently reading Jane Green's Swapping Lives, and I feel like I'm reading a couple different stories combined (The Holiday and something else I just can't put my finger on). I really enjoy reading Jane Green, so I think I'm really going to enjoy how this story ends, especially because she started out saying this doesn't end like a fairy tale. I totally dig that. Just like how Jen Lancaster (love her!) started Bitter with saying you totally hate her mid way through. Love that it's more like real life, but still fiction and fun (ok, Jen's wasn't really fiction, but you get the idea. Still love her.) My birthday is coming up so I'm already making a book list of ones I want to get - I always ask for book store gift cards. It's my little addiction. My favorite is Half Price. I'll let you know how this book turns out. I also realized last night I never gave a little report on how I felt about You Couldn't Ignore Me If You Tried.

I loved that book. . . . LOVE. However, I'm totally a lover of the Brat Pack, and I ate up every word. I'm not sure I could do the book justice giving a review, other than if you are a fan of the Brat Pack, I suggest you read it. It made me want to go and buy all the movies again (still VCRing those, however I need dvds!).

And of course since it's Friday, it's time for some video!!! I fell in love with this singer when I heard his song on Raising Helen (mmmmmm . . . John Corbett . . . .). Anyways, I'm not sure if he's ever done a real music video, but this is a version that someone copied so it's a little dark. However, he voice just makes you melt a little bit :)

Enjoy your weekend!!

Las Vegas you are my lover Part 3

2010-06-16T12:32:00.001-07:00

So I know you've all been waiting in anticipation to find out about the hotel debacle we found ourselves in during the trip to Las Vegas.

Now first off, I'd like to say that when I lived in Vegas I enjoyed going to this hotel because I had lots of fun at the bars/clubs and never had any problem with it. In fact, my friends enjoyed gambling there from time to time (of course I don't gamble, I just spend money on a bar tabs). So, I went into this hotel believing that I would enjoy myself and have a great time.

So wrong!! FYI, this is about TI (Treasure Island).

So when we get to the hotel it's almost midnight on Friday, so understandably they were under staffed, since most people don't arrive that late . . . even though there were 5 groups waiting to check in. So anyways, we stand in line for a good 20 minutes, finally get checked in, tack on the $20 a night resort fee (seriously??), and are on our way. We get to the room, somewhat primp, and head out to meet up with the boys. The boys who have been there since noon. 12 hours. You know this is where the previous stories begin. If you need to go here. So, we were in the room all of 20 minutes and we're back out. We get in around 4:30 a.m. and fall into bed, and none of us sleep well. We're all dying and throwing the covers off. Why? Oh yeah, because the A/C IS BROKEN. We turned it to as cold as possible before climbing into bed. It's wasn't warm in the room (because we had spent a total of 25 minutes in it!), but wanted it colder. It never got colder. Instead three warm bodies made it much warmer, and because the a/c was just blowing luke warm air, it got humid in the room. Not okay. So after we get up and get ready, we head downstairs and tell the front desk the a/c isn't working. No problem, they said they would fix it. Great! We head out to meet up with the boys, are out all day, I see my friend that still lives there and her kids, hit up the pool at Ceasar's (amazing!), and finally at 6 p.m. start making it back to the hotel to shower and change for dinner.

We walk in the room. NO A/C. We call the front desk, and they have no record of any complaints about the a/c, um first off not cool. They send someone up, and he brings an air filter and tells us sometimes that's the problem, um second now I'm pissed. I'm not a truly mechanical person, but I know a thing or two with my brother and my dad teaching me stuff and an AIR FILTER DOES NOT FIX THE A/C NOT WORKING. So, there is now a dude working on the a/c in our room. I am NOT taking a shower while he is there. So we wait and wait, and he has to go get another guy to help him. For an hour they are working on the a/c. Finally the second guy says it's fixed. I feel some cold air coming out and I'm so hungry that I no longer care, I just want to shower and go have dinner. We finally get to dinner, and just in time to be sat with the boys. Have a blast and go out after. Again, you've read about the escapades.

So since one of my girlfriends and I did not sleep well and we're exhausted, we head back to the hotel room somewhat early for Vegas standards (the third stays out with the boys). We get to the room. NO A/C, for the 3rd time. I'm so tired I can barely think straight. We call downstairs. They send up their "head technician". This guy was very nice, and very apologetic. Third a/c guy, I like you, you should be promoted. He looks at the unit for 5 minutes max and tells us, "Yeah, this thing needs more work that we can do tonight, you'll have to switch rooms. I'm so sorry." Well, we expected that, but of course are not happy that the other two couldn't put their heads together and figure it out. Shocker. Because the first one thought changing the air filter would do it! The technician called downstairs to let them know we'll be calling to change rooms, like I said, he should be promoted. If only I remembered his name.

So . . . we call downstairs and talk to the night manager. Forewarning, I think this guy is the biggest dbag on the planet, because I know he lied straight to our faces and I know what good customer service is. He told us that there were only three rooms left to sell in the entire hotel. (FALSE. I used to live here. I know what a full hotel looks like. I know you weren't even at 60% capacity.) He tells us he only has one room left with two queen beds and it's a handicapped room or he has one with a king bed and a pull out couch. We take the handicapped room, because he said there was a lift above one of the beds, but it's barely noticeable. Fine. Whatever. We're exhausted. We pack up our stuff and our friend's. He comes to our door with his little friend and they move us. They take us in the back elevator (so no one can see they are moving people), and drop us off in the new room. He shows us the lift above one bed, and it's not terrible. However if you wake up in the middle of the night it might scare the crap out of you. However, fine we'll deal. He's out faster than you can count to three. I walk into the bathroom and there sits the scariest contraption I have ever seen. The wheelchair lift takes up almost the entire bathroom. I'm literally scared to walk in. There is no way that a normal person could even use that bathroom, it's all contraption (and for anyone who actually has to use those lifts, I'm really glad they have them for you, and you can call me a pri-madonna, but I'm sorry it freaked us out and I could barely walk around it to use the bathroom). We called back downstairs and told them the room was unacceptable, and no one told us about the lift in the bathroom which was 5 times the size of the one above the bed. The manager came back upstairs and moved us to a room with the king bed and pull out couch. He offered to pull out the couch for us before he left. We said yes, mainly because I was going to make him do everything because of all this. He pulls out the bed, and there is no linens on it. He checks all the closets. Nothing. He has to call housekeeping to come and make the bed. An hour later the bed is finally made and we can go to sleep. He finally offered to buy us breakfast and comp the resort fee.

Yup. Not good customer service. We understand if something doesn't work. It's mechanical. Those things fail. Not a big deal. However, if more than one call has to be placed on the same thing, you immediately comp and move the group. No questions asked. We got fought on it, and were lied to that the hotel was full. This is why I'm spewing your bad service all over the place. You screwed up TI. And you messed with a girl who knows what should have been done, doesn't expect special treatment, and has studied this stuff in grad school. Too bad, I'm telling everyone I know to never stay at TI. My lawyer friend that went with me is writing you a letter. Have fun with that. We're hitting you at both ends.

So, we went to the pool the next morning and ordered drinks. Went back to the room and ordered food. It was comped, we didn't have to fight anything during check out. Finally, something they did right. Congrats TI.

Oh yeah, the first room also had a broken bed (was at the very foot of the bed, so you didn't notice it while sleeping), one of the outlets was literally falling out of the wall, and the closet light wouldn't shut off. Just sayin. And we got fought on changing rooms.

Fantastic Video Friday!

2010-06-11T11:11:00.000-07:00

Hey friends! Time to break up the Vegas antics with a little music . . . since it's FRIDAY!!!!!! I'm actually going to pick up the Little Bug on my way home, drop her off with my mom and then head out to dinner with my friend (who I just found out is finally preggers!!). Don't worry, I get the Little Bug all day on Saturday! :) This is what we call SIL guilt. LOVE IT.

Anyways, since you've been getting enough of me this week, here's the newest video. I loved this group as soon as I heard them. This song is my favorite by them. Just so honest. It cuts off early, because it was the only version I could find to embed. However, if you want to see the whole thing, go to Parachute's VEVO page.

Enjoy and have a fab weekend!!

Las Vegas you are my lover Part 2

2010-06-10T18:02:00.001-07:00

So, my trip to Las Vegas was my first time back since I lived there. If you need a refresher go check out my previous post: Part 1

I thought I would do a recap of the weekend, but only the ridiculous and entertaining parts . . . mainly because why would you want to hear about the boring stuff? Do you care that I barely played the slot machines and didn't win anything? No. See, I'm doing it all for you.

Friday night half the guys were so drunk that the one sober guy may have had to go and take care of someone . . . who ended up with a whole pizza in his room when he woke up, with no recollection of ordering it. He also somehow lost the sober one in the casino. No one really knows what happened. I really wish I did, that kid is hilarious.
Dinner on Saturday night was the first time we all had hung out together as a group. Half of the boys had obviously not sobered up from drinking at the pool and the craps table, they were entertaining to say the least. I don't think I've laughed that hard in a long time. There was a lot of people making jokes at each others expenses. One of the boys (the Vegas 1st timer) was really enjoying himself at the pool and tables, so needless to say the fact that he made it through dinner was amazing. Ok, that's not true, he totally passed out for a minute.

My girlfriends saw their first group of trannies. Their reactions were priceless, damn I wish I caught them with my camera.

So I remember the strip not being very long, or at least the casinos being much closer together. Perhaps because I was never of sound mind when I went out when I lived there, or we always drove. I may have told my friends it was only 1/2 a mile from TI to MGM. Whoops. The blisters were not fun from that little hike.

I love it when people steal my camera and take random pictures. This happend. A lot. I wish I could share all the pictures, but too many faces to black out and the expressions are what make the photos. Just know, classic.

Yeah, this happened. So pretty.

So did this. Guess who had no idea their picture was getting taken?

There were two whores that definitely grabbed onto two of the guys Friday night and Saturday afternoon. We know one didn't get laid, the other . . . I'm not sure he remembers. However, these girls were OF COURSE using the boys. However, the boys were getting attention from girls in coochie crawler dresses. The boys ended up leaving the pool earlier than us, and the whores may have gone to another group of boys to get more free booze. Just sayin. We even said hi to them as we left. Pretty sure if looks could kill, we'd be dead. We didn't see them again. (Note: I totally did this when I lived in Vegas. Free drinks? Hell yes. We thought it was hilarious, but I think the whores thought we were trying to stake our claim. I could tell they were either former strippers or hookers.)
Oh yeah, this happened:

I'm officially old after seeing my friend's kids who are all the sudden all grown up. Okay, not really all grown up, but they are as tall as me and they used to be half my height. Seriously. OLD

That's the fun stuff friends. I'll post about the hotel debacle soon.

Gotta love Vegas :)

Las Vegas you are my lover! Part 1

2010-06-09T06:53:00.001-07:00

Well, I went back. After 5 years I went back . . . and I had actually missed it. When you live in Las Vegas, it's a little different than going to visit. The strip is fun, like a lot of fun, trust me. TRUST ME. But, living there is not a constant party. Wait, yes it is. It's just not a constant party on the strip. The strip gets old. The casinos get out. The little old ladies sitting at the slot machines in the casino gets really old. The little old ladies sitting at the slot machines in the grocery stores and gas stations gets really really old. Don't forget about the chain smoking at the slot machines by the little old ladies, and everyone else. Want to see a 40 year old on an oxygen mask because they've already smoked twice as much as a 90 year old normally would in their lifetime, go to Vegas. Yeah, I saw it, at least three times. It's like a who's who of what not to do. Gotta love it.

Needless to say I was ready to move out after 6 months. But, seriously I had fun. Way too much fun. My liver was really glad when I moved away. I'm pretty sure it shuddered with glee on the plan ride back, or perhaps that was the hangover. Either way, as we were landing in the little town we call Sin City this past weekend, my heart got a little sad. I realized that even though I was glad to move away from it, it was still my home for a little while. I forgot that people who aren't used to being in the city, when the plan lands they get giddy with excitement. The chatter and craziness starts after the plan lands and you taxi in. They start taking pictures of the strip from inside the plane. I just started laughing. I hadn't been back in so long, I forgot how excited people get. Love it. It just made me more excited to get back into the city.

It was really great to see friends that I hadn't seen in a long time. I lived in another city after moving away from Vegas, before moving back home to go to grad school. These are the friends I finally got to see. Now, we used to be quite the bar hoppers back in the day. My credit card got a lot of action with adult beverages. This Vegas trip was eye opening as to the fact that we are definitely growing up. That's not to say that people didn't go all out at the bars, cause they did. Specifically the ones that hadn't ever been to Vegas before. However, the rest of us . . . chill. It was honestly perfect for me. I'm still on my meds, so I can't drink anyways, so I was going to be the "DD" type person, and was totally okay with that. However, most people didn't go crazy. We were all just enjoying the atmosphere, the fact that we had gotten away from our normal lives, and just having fun as a group again. It was a true vacation, except for the plane rides and the hotel. The airlines just like to delay, that I can handle. The hotel? Well, I'll write all about that soon. FYI, drinks used to be about a third of their current prices, the bars can now make you broke. Not cool Nevada, not cool.

I'm still not back to my normal health, and was trying to get off the medicine before I got there. Needless to say I basically had an episode in the airport during my layover and I'm back on the meds. However, now that I'm home I don't feel any better. Today has been a bad day. I get up and walk around and my heart rate is just through the roof. Not fun. I'm just glad that I was able to make it through the weekend without any real issues. I really think the vacation helped me. My job was so stressful before I left, my sister in law just went crazy on me, so getting away was great. I think seeing my friends really helped me feel better. Now, that I'm home I'm back to feeling terrible. It's time to call the cardiologist again.

So, even though I don't have any crazy stories to write about from the true city that never sleeps (because we definitely didn't), I really did enjoy myself. Maybe I'm getting old, or maybe I just was able to embrace the fact that drinking wouldn't make the trip. Either way, I'm so glad I got the hell out of dodge.

Drama on my doorstep and Fantastic Video Friday!

2010-06-04T17:31:00.000-07:00

Wow, I think the only posts I've done lately are my Friday video posts, and that makes me sad. Things have been a little more than hectic in my life lately. However, after this weekend that should lift a little bit. We had the financial person in my office leave for a three week vacation during our year end, which is pretty much their busiest time of the year. Yeah, made sense to me too. I'd love to get paid to not do my job, that would be like me leaving the week of our biggest event and having to pass it off to someone else. Anyways, because I did a few financial things when I first started my job, it was passed on to me. A few financial things, as in how to run the credit card machine, not how to go about paying people and closing accounts. Oh yeah, got thrown into the fire. Let's just say I've been busy . . . and severely stressed. Anyways. The financial person is back, and I can go back to normal life. Or something resembling that. The problem is, the drama is back in my life, and I want it to go away.

"Drama?" you say, "but you hate drama!" Yes friends I do. It follows me. I swear, I've done the asking my friends if it's me, and apparently it just follows me. You see, my sister in law is at it again. She's never been the greatest thing that ever happened to my family, however, I put up with her because of the Little Bug. The problem is, if she keeps it up I know I'll lose my relationship with my niece, because I just can't take it anymore. Here's the skinny (which is an oxymoron, because all I've been doing lately is packing on the pounds, but that's another story): Basically my SIL is very manipulative, comes from the way her parents treated her and her sister growing up. I know it was how she coped and was able to function. However, it's totally inexcusable as an adult. She will tell you one thing to your face, go to someone else and tell them something completely different, lead my brother in another direction, and figure out lies to cover her tracks. She's probably brilliant for being able to figure it out. However, I know bull when I see it, I have that gift. And I see it in her every single time. I knew it when I saw her attitude change toward me after she and my brother got engaged. Like immediately. Anyways, let me preface this with the fact that I change my schedule around almost every time they ask me to babysit the Little Bug, and I do it willingly, because I just can't get enough of her. I love that child. So, when I ask for a favor, I expect them (and by them I mean her) to at least try and help me out. Well, when I needed a ride to the airport (to and from), I got the "I'm too busy and that's too late for someone with a child" . . . . 3 p.m. in the afternoon - when you have a job where you make your own schedule, and 11 p.m. - when I know you go to bed well after 1 a.m. every night and your child is already sleeping. Ok, fine. Whatever, I'll get someone else. That's being pretty crappy, but I can handle that. Then we discuss what we should do for my mom's birthday. I suggest going to the nearest zoo as a family, I just knew the Little Bug would love it. Nope, again, too busy, and tells me that everyone should go with out her (with attitude). I tell her no, should be a family event and we'll find something else to do. I get back to the house, and apparently they invited my mom to go to the zoo on a different day . . . the same day she was too busy to take me to the airport, the same day in which she knew I couldn't go. Not kidding. Well, I'm sure you know that I took that just so well. There may have been a wall that was hit. Just saying. So, the brother actually calls around this time, mom confronts him. He says he has to go talk to the SIL, he of course knew nothing about it (he never does). Needless to say we don't hear from them the rest of the day/night. Shocker. Well, I got a text the next morning from the SIL saying that she could take me and pick me up from the airport because miraculously her meetings were cancelled. I wanted to tell her to *&%$ off. I didn't, I just said that it wasn't necessary and to have fun at the zoo. (If passive aggressive is her speak, I can throw it back.) She responded with that she had wanted to go to the zoo for months and now she is at home sick and wishes she could take a day off so we could all go together . . . . did I mention she has a job where she makes her own schedule and just tried to get the family - excluding me - to go. Yeah. So, naturally I take this well, and just go about my day. I didn't even respond, because I knew better. This is why I may possibly lose my relationship with my niece. I can't handle this. I know the way to get her caught is to immediately go to my brother, he confronts and she backs down. However, no apology, just more CYAs. This is just one instance too. It's been going on for years. I'll be calling her out every time from now on. I'll be a tattle tale, I don't care. No one who does what my mom and I do for them deserve to be treated this way (she does the same things to my mom, is disgusting).

What would ya'll do in this situation? I'm at a loss, and I just think it's going to be my sanity if I don't call her out. I'm just . . . done. Oh yeah, and today's her birthday. Guess who didn't call her. Ha!

Well, since it's Friday, it's time for a Fantastic Video! This is someone who is really obscure right now, but Pandora has played his stuff a few times and I really love his voice. Give it a listen, I love that its acoustic.

Also, hopefully I'll have some good hi jinx to blog about next week . . . I'm a few weeks late for BISC, but should be fun none the less. Meeting up with numerous friends from a previously city I lived in!! I hope each and every one of you has a great weekend and gets to hug someone that melts your heart. Please give them an extra squeeze for me (since I haven't seen the Little Bug in a few weeks), and know that I appreciate you for letting me share this. It eats me up inside, and just the fact that you're out there reading and sympathizing (or going through similar troubles) is so comforting!

Lots of love!!

Home of the Free and Land of the Brave. Yes, we're lucky.

2010-05-29T08:24:00.000-07:00

Remember why we celebrate.

Go check out Rachel's post, she says it perfectly.

Fantastic Video Friday and I totally heart NameCrosses

2010-05-28T11:28:00.001-07:00

Ok, seriously I love the sellers on Etsy. They just want you to be happy. Even when you're an idiot like me. I bought the gorgeous cross with my boss' name on it for her wedding. And I spelled her new last name WRONG. Oh yeah. Double bonus points for me. I just realized this today. So, I emailed Danielle at the NameCrosses Etsy shop to see how much it would be to remake with the correct spelling. No charge. My mistake and she won't let me pay, she just wants it to be perfect. I'm in awe of this, and if you have any reason to buy someone something Christian oriented, go buy a NameCross. It's so meaningful, and you'll be purchasing from a wonderful person. Seriously. I have had the absolute crappiest week, and I just had my faith restored in humanity. Amazing!

So because of Danielle, I'm in a good mood - which is really something to celebrate that I don't have a scowl on my face, and with how my last two weeks have been, I didn't think that was possible!!

Also, I hope you have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend, and just remember why we have Memorial Day and send thanks to those who fought for our country.

Finally, it's time for Fantastic Video Friday. I know it's not an unknown artist, but this is my favorite artist, and well it's my blog. This song isn't actually based on religion, so don't be turned away if it's not your thing. Bon Jovi is the 2nd best person I've ever heard sing this song (the first is a dude from Nova Scotia). Just listen, take a few moments and let it sink it. Hopefully you'll be glad you did. I heard it live and I was moved to tears (the live version was actually better than this one is - yeah I know).

Happy 3 day weekend!

Oh the randomness

2010-05-24T19:33:00.000-07:00

Well, I have no fun stories as of late, just numerous and very random thoughts are running through my head. So, why not share?

I want a cupcake. Badly. And I'm not even a big fan of cupcakes. Weird.
I watch the same movies over and over and over and over again. One of the many reasons that I haven't invested in Netflix. I have no idea if this is laziness or I just really like certain movies.
I'm terrible at hiding my moods, I think I've scared my office numerous times.
I am becoming obsessed with getting a smart phone this summer. It's my main goal, and I used to not want one. I coveted my simple, basic phone. I've crossed over. I hope you welcome me with open arms.
I love seeing little gecko lizards climbing around my house. I just can't seem to hurt the little guys. It has nothing to do with the Geico lizard, that thing annoys the crap out of me. That one I want to hurt.
We have got to stop remaking old, classic movies. Hollywood - please take note - COME UP WITH NEW MATERIAL. The old stuff is classic for a reason.
I have a ridiculous farmers tan from mowing the lawn, golf tournaments, etc. This is NOT swimsuit tan. I also don't have swimsuit body. That's a whole nother story, and it's just depressing.
I went to a wedding this past weekend, and was told by the (45 year old groom) that it was now my turn, and wanted to know who I was interested in. It was almost depressing to say I had no one I was interested in. At all. Not that I'm ready to get married right now, but it was a little sad that I wasn't even crushing on anyone. Crushing on boys is fun. I miss that. Must get out more.
I need to stop eating candy and cookies. Seriously.
I need a hair cut, not because I actually need one, I'm just bored with my hair.
I miss random hook ups. Just sayin. However, I've decided that I shouldn't do that anymore for numerous reasons. But, I miss them, they really are fun.
I haven't crossed anything off my 30/30 list lately, nor done anything to help it along. I really should work on that. I'm just soooooo lazy.
I used to love living alone, after living with roommates (and the moms) for so many years after living alone, I'm not sure I'm willing to give up having a roommate. I like that when I need my peace I can go to my own room and close the door, and when I need someone to talk to they're right there. I never thought I'd be this co-dependent.
I know I need to make changes in my life: job, living situation, etc. but I've become comfortable and lazy. I also need to pay that first loan payment from my grad school loans, but with where I'm at, it hurts to think about paying it. It's like I got a degree for no reason right now.
The Little Bug is just about the only thing that really brings true joy in my life. She makes me want to start my own family, even though I know I'm not there yet. It's like she's getting me there. I don't know what I would do without her now.
I'm slowly getting off the medicine that made me feel so crappy. I think it's helping. I can feel myself being nicer to people. I'm still exhausted all the time, but I know eventually that will go away. I also think that the issues are going away that caused me to be on the meds. Finally, I think I'm getting back to normal again.
I'm nervous that I won't feel well enough to go to Vegas in a few weeks. However, I know I need this break to see friends, and I just need to put mind over matter.
With that, I've got to STOP spending money like I am. I need money for the trip (luckily the flight has already come out of my bank account) and with these student loans, I'm in big trouble.
I'm obsessed with the Tazo Tea: Calm. It's amazing. (no, they're not paying me to say that, I just love it)
I'm also obsessed with eating chocolate whenever it's around me. Even when I'm not hungry. (Yes, that's the second mention of eating chocolate/candy. I have a PROBLEM.)
I don't care about celebrities' lives or what they're up to. But when we pass around the US Weeklies in the office, I feel like I need to read them. Perhaps I just want to be included in the magazine group. No idea why.
I had a dream that a friend of mine was pregnant (when she's not) and I found out on Facebook. I think this is because everyone is popping out kids and posting on Facebook. However, why it was this specific friend, I have no idea. Any dream interpreters out there?
I still love walking by my new prints from bomobob in my room. They make me smile.

Ok, I think that's enough randomness for one day. Everyone go have a piece of chocolate for me. I don't have any, and I really can't go buy more. I can't. . . . I want to though. Badly.

Update: I just got talked into going to Sprinkles. I spent money and got more sugar/calories. However, so delicious . . . I have no willpower. Tastes so good!

Fantastic Video Friday!

2010-05-21T07:11:00.000-07:00

You won't believe it. Seriously, cause I don't. I finally got through my reader. After being around two weeks behind (and you know that stacks up FAST), I got through all your wonderful words. I'm not one who can just will click "mark all as read". Not that there is anything wrong with it! I just find joy in reading about what you're going through. To know that someone needs someone to be thinking about them, or that someone wants to share their joy. I feel lucky that i get to read about these times in your lives, and I'm so glad I did actually read them (perhaps skimming many of them, but I got the key points). So many of you have been going through similar things as me, or sometimes going through things that I can't even imagine. I may not comment, but I'm here sharing your joys and sorrows all the same. That is a gift.

I'm still in a funk right now, and work is finally (somewhat) calming down. However, it could be calming down just because I'm putting off things that I should be doing. Seriously. Like bad. Procrastination at its best. However, I'm hoping to pull myself out of the funk soon, and hoping part of it is going to go away as I slowly get off this medicine I've been on. It will take me another week or so to get off of it, so after that I'm hoping to be "me" again.

So, in honor of all your words bringing a smile to my face, I want to bring a smile to yours. This is currently one of my favorite songs. I just love Rob Thomas and love the message this song gives. I hope you enjoy as much as I do!

Some beautiful prints . . .

2010-05-16T14:33:00.000-07:00

So quite a while ago (I've been busy, shhhhh) I won a fantastic giveaway from Meredith over at {flash} pastuerized. They are prints from a fantastic artist bomobob. Go check out his Etsy store, seriously they rock. When I got them in the mail, I was so excited. I'm pretty sure I showed everyone I could, but it took me forever to finally frame them. Mainly just because I've been so busy with work and events. However, I'm finally done and I must share these gorgeous prints with everyone!!

I'm such a fan of putting multiple prints together. It was so fun pulling these out of the shipping box.

Found these shadowboxes and thought they would be a fun way to display the prints.

Spent quite a bit of time moving the prints around like this. Trying to find the right way to have them grouped and placed together.

Cleaned the glass, no fingerprints!

Figured out the measurements to put the prints in the middle. For 12x12 in box, I did 1.25 in on each outside, the prints are 4x4s, so I really like how the spacing worked.

I cleaned off the background with the lint roller, so it was clean before attaching the prints.

Used the spray glue (the glue is removeable if need be). No action shots, not enough hands!

I left the phonebooks on for over 24 hours, just to make sure the glue took.

They're all glued on and ready to be put together!

First frame

Second frame

Third frame

All done!

Aren't these just so lovely?? My mother (the infamous hates most everything artsy and unique that I love) just oogled and loved them. If you like to decorate with unique flower prints like I do, go get one of bomobob's prints! Thank you Meredith and bomobob!!! Ya'll are just wonderful!!

Fantastic Video Friday!

2010-05-14T15:05:00.000-07:00

Well, I'm home sick today. Yuck. My weeks are still crazy busy, but I'm also still in a funk from the meds and work being insane. However, music is still making me happy, and I can't help but share with you.

This guy I found on Pandora, and he's really great. This actually isn't my favorite song by him, but it was the only music video I could find. His songs have a lot of meaning behind them, which makes me love them. Hope you enjoy.

Have a great weekend!

Fantastic Video Friday!!

2010-05-07T09:14:00.000-07:00

Hey friends! Things are a little crazy around here (still), and we have our last event of the week (3 events total) today. Needless to say it's a little crazy and I'm already over it! :)

I'm still so behind on everything outside of my events (work and volunteer). My reader is crazy, but I'm determined to get thorugh them. Hopefully.

Anyways . . .

Here's a band you've probably heard a few songs from, but you just have no idea who they are. Listen and love! Hope you have a great weekend!!!

Oh I how I hate you downward spiral . . .

2010-05-04T08:31:00.000-07:00

This has been a bad week for me . . . and it's only Tuesday.

Here's the deal. I have now lived with my mother for almost 3 years, post college. I moved around after graduation, different states and cities. I loved it. I loved the freedom, the party days/nights, and the fact that I made enough money to support my life. I did not, however, love my job (hate is a better word). So after much deliberation, and my mom's offering, I moved home to save money while I went to grad school. Well, grad school took me 2.5 years to finish. It's now almost 6 months later, and I'm still exactly where I was while in school, just with less homework.

Now, I really enjoy my job (most days). I love doing events, it's my passion. I know this. However, I am not at the level I should be, nor do I get paid what I should. I make a pitance. And that's being nice. Currently, I can not live by myself on my salary alone. I know I need to make a change, however when you're comfortable and somewhat happy with what you do, it's hard to move on. Being somewhat happy about where you live is a different story.

It really hit me on Sunday when I went to see a few friends of mine. I babysat the Little Bug for a few hours (actually sat around and read my book while she napped for 3 hours), and then met up with the girls. We had a great time just being lazy and going to a movie. As we were leaving the theater they asked me about my job and moving out. I hate to say I was scolded, because I wasn't. At all. They were worried about me, and want to make sure I know that I can do better. I know I can, and I felt like I was being scolded. I blamed it on not being able to afford to move, but they knew better. They know I'm just stuck. It made me feel 3 inches tall. And thank goodness for them. Of course on my drive home I felt like just an idiot, like I was completely worthless. A lazy slob. I wanted to cry, but couldn't. I was numb, and I knew why. I let myself get here. I didn't immediately job hunt, and get myself into a better situation. Living with my mom is not a bad thing, but it's not what I should be doing right now. I should be in a better job and living on my own, hanging out with my friends all the time because I now have the time. Not using the excuse it's such a long drive.

I texted the Barb and told her that she needed to move back immediately and we would move into an apartment. I was ready to pack up boxes that night. I would have lived on ramen noodles if I had to, I was so mad at myself.

I hate the downward spiral, I really do. It makes me feel so depressed and feel like a failure. However terrible it was there was one good thing that came out of it, it got me motivated. Last night after work I got on my computer and started pulling possible contacts to see if they know of any open positions. I searched for postings on the internet too, but I know that's not the best way to go. It's all about who you know. I got started on the search. I actually contacted someone this morning. It's not full on crazy searching and contacting, but babysteps back into the hell that is job hunting. I'm finally getting back on the right track now. All because some friends of mine made me feel like crap and realize how pathetic I was. Crappy Sunday, but motivation ensued.

Of course today started off terrible, but that's really again my fault. I've been staying up to finish a book (which I'll review one of these days - not like the P&P review, that was insane), and not getting enough sleep. So this morning I woke up late, knew I would be late and just said screw it. Well, I have a habit of taking off my heels in my car. I think I have three pairs in there right now. So as I was getting ready (in a suit, we have an event today) I thought, I have two pairs of heels in the car that will match with the suit. I'll just wear one of those. As I'm brushing my teeth my co-worker calls me to carpool. I of course say yes, because I hate driving in traffic and we can take the HOV lane! I get picked up with my crap in tow, and head out the door. Forgetting my heels in my car. FML

So now I'm on my way to buy heels for today. Expensive mistake, all because I wanted to finish a book. Whoops.

How's your day going? I've been swamped with work and so behind with everything (including my reader - out. of. control.) that I haven't been able to really post lately. That makes me sad too. One of these days it will all finally click and my life will be balanced. Right? (just tell me yes)

Fantastic Video Friday!

2010-04-30T14:30:00.000-07:00

Hey friends, I'm swamped at work and after. So behind on my reader. So behind on everything. But I couldn't not post on video Friday!!

This is someone I knew through other people. He's great and toured with LOTS of big people, and hopefully will really make it big someday. His name is Graham Colton. Go check him out!

Have a great weekend! :)

I love Etsy!

2010-04-26T16:49:00.000-07:00

Seriously, I always really liked shopping on Etsy, but today it grew to a love.

I came home to two fantastic gifts that I bought for my boss' wedding and shower gifts.

The first is by NameCrosses, and for a religious couple this is something really special. It takes the couples' names and creates a cross, with the phrase "United in God's Love" or any other phrase you prefer. I got it to quickly, with more than enough time to get it framed before the wedding. Love it. Thank you so much Danielle!!

The second is Whimsical Creations (WhimsyCreationsByAnn @Etsy). The shower is actually going to be at a local winery, so how perfect is this? The tiles have a distressed, Italian look which I love, and just perfect with their initials. They are substantial in weight, which I like to. Real tiles, not plastic, so beautiful. Thank you so much Ann!! (Got this in record time too)

Yes, I realize I went a little custom name crazy with these, but my boss and I have a similar personality in that respect so I think she'll love them. You need to go check both of these sellers out. Love them!!

Update: NameCrosses sent me a sample so I could post for everyone to see. This is actually a Baptism cross (they do Baptism, wedding, or whatever you want), so go check them out!