tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66868676035403379322024-03-05T05:38:20.932-08:00Chapter Twenty SomethingInside The Mind Of A Twenty Something Year OldLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.comBlogger245125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-11679253363091617092011-09-02T20:49:00.000-07:002011-09-02T21:11:17.593-07:00What Matters Most<div><font size="2">My high school ring is in an old bracelet case <strong>somewhere</strong>.</font></div><div><em>I think.</em></div><div><font size="2"><em><strong>Obviously</strong></em>, it is <em><strong>so</strong></em> important to me.</font></div><div><font size="2"></font> </div><div><font size="2"></font> </div><div><font size="2">Today I ordered a class ring.</font></div><div><font size="2">And I was <strong><em>so</em></strong> <strong>excited</strong>.</font></div><div><font size="2">An actual, real, University class ring.</font></div><div><font size="2">For whatever reason, it meant so much more to me than the last class ring order I placed almost 5 years ago.</font></div><div><font size="2"></font> </div><div><font size="2"></font> </div><div><font size="2">Probably because I've had to work my butt off to get here.</font></div><div><font size="2">High school was a breeze so I guess that ring didn't seem like a big deal.</font></div><div><font size="2">I couldn't even tell you the last time I put on my high school class ring...</font></div><div><font size="2">Did I ever even wear it once? </font><font size="1"><strike>sorry about that waste of $ Mom!</strike></font></div><div><font size="2"><div><em>But this one</em>...</div><div><font size="2">I'll totally be proud that I have it, and I do plan on wearing it. </font><font size="1">(and hopefully I'll keep better track of it) ;)</font></div><div><font size="1"></font> </div><div><font size="1"></font> </div></font></div><div><font size="2">Its funny realizing things like that.</font></div><div>Its nice knowing <em>I</em> <em>know</em> what <strong>truly</strong> matters to me.</div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-4380522606872928872011-08-23T23:44:00.000-07:002011-08-24T01:30:56.057-07:00Safe Food?<div><div><div><div align="center"><font size="2">Give us a loaf of fresh bread and some Cinnamon Honey Butter, my boyfriend and I could call that dinner.</font></div><div align="center"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/52534291/" target="_blank"><img style="width: 408px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/52534291_T7oFyv8b_c.jpg" width="554" height="212" /></a></div><div align="center">But I'd like to step<font size="2"> it up a little bit for our guests...<strong><em>Especially</em></strong> because the guest is his <strong>mother</strong>!<br />The problem isn't that I <em><strong>cant </strong></em>cook, its that I <em>don't know what</em> to cook.<br />Everyone has their personal preferences on how they like their food served and most importantly what the food is!<br /><em>More spicy, </em><strong>less</strong><em> </em><strong>butter</strong><em>.<br /></em><strong>Less</strong><em> </em><strong>pepper</strong><em>, more salt.<br />No cheese, </em><strong>no</strong><em> </em><strong>dressing</strong><em>.<br />More cheese, more bacon, more butter.</em> <strike>(yes that's me)</strike><br /><br />I don't want to be to extreme.<br />I'm not making a 5 course meal but, I'm not serving Easy Mac either!<br /><br />I know I definitely will not want to serve a Mexican dish, Sure I am confident in my burrito making abilities but I'm sure they don't compare to hers! I can not compete, I don't even want to try to serve a Mexican dish because that is one category of food that has <strong><em>way</em></strong> <strong><em>too</em></strong> <strong><em>many</em></strong> opinions on how it tastes best! (the salsa is <strong>too</strong> spicy, the tacos are <em><strong>too</strong></em> crunchy or <em>too</em> soft, blah blah!) It would be like making my own pasta from scratch and serving it to a famous Italian chef.<br /><br /><strong>What are some safe meals?</strong><br />What I mean by safe: liked by all, not too odd/out of the ordinary, not too complicated to eat/prepare.<br /><br />The only possibility I've thought of so far is <strong>spaghetti</strong> or <strong>some</strong> type of <strong>pasta</strong>.<br />I feel like its generic enough and also a simple one dish meal, so I wouldn't have to stress about figuring out a meat, side dish <strong><em>and</em></strong> veggie...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2"><em>I wonder if homemade pizza would be too casual?</em><br /><br />Sure, the inner hostess in me wants to <strong>go all out </strong>and serve apps and pretty drinks and bake bread from scratch...<br />But to be realistic, I just want/need to serve a good meal.</font><br /><font size="2"></font>**************************<br /><font size="2">So if you happen to stop by this old mess of a blog, I would <strong><em>love</em></strong> to hear any suggestions of an appropriate meal to feed a <strong><em>somedayfuture</em></strong> <strong>mother</strong> <strong>in</strong> <strong>law</strong>!</font><br /><font size="2">******************************************</font></div><font size="2"><div align="center"><br />The drinks are so pretty I would serve them just for that reason!</div></font><font size="2"><p align="center"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/134290208/" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/134290208_wOn3Ubdo_c.jpg" width="266" /></a></p><p align="center">Possibly Pasta....</p><p style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;" align="center"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/57442231/" target="_blank"><img style="width: 304px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/57442231_Fs9OEoBe_c.jpg" width="334" height="408" /></a></p><div align="center">Maybe a Stiry Fry?</div></font><div align="center"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/134290155/" target="_blank"><img style="width: 330px; height: 287px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/134290155_yq08V6EX_c.jpg" width="468" height="574" /></a></div><p align="center"><font size="2">Brownie Cookie Dough Sandwiches (I would be happy with these</font><font size="2">!)</font></p><div align="center"> <a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/134239454/" target="_blank"><font size="2"><img style="width: 368px; height: 436px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/134239454_Uv4SN6fU_c.jpg" width="500" height="670" /></font></a></div><p style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;" align="center">I better come up with something,</p><p style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;" align="center">or else I'll resort to serving grilled cheese robots!</p><p style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;" align="center">;)</p><p style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;" align="center"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/461824/" target="_blank"><img style="width: 384px; height: 283px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/461824_T7pDvBIB_c.jpg" width="500" height="253" /></a></p></div></div></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-72799040461122036912011-08-23T01:27:00.001-07:002011-08-23T01:32:08.749-07:00Funny And Not<div><font size="2"><strong>Not Funny:</strong></font><br /><font size="2">I was early to my class today.</font><br /><font size="2">6 minutes til class started and it was still <em><strong>completely</strong></em> empty.</font><br /><font size="2">I was in room 103.</font><br /><font size="2">Instead of room 130.</font><br /><font size="2">I struggle!</font><br /><font size="2"></font><br /><font size="2"><strong>Funny:</strong></font><br /><font size="2">I somehow find the most random things on YouTube, and I thought this "yellow" video was too funny not to share. Get it? The song <strong><em>yellow</em></strong>, <strong><em>yellow</em></strong> set. Sandra Lee isn't my absolute favorite Food Network Chef but I thought these two videos were hilarious, especially her outtakes/bloopers!</font><br /><iframe height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x-VNg9y4pB4" frameborder="0" width="420" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><iframe height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dJePjDQybpA" frameborder="0" width="420" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-2750565714065540012011-08-15T00:36:00.000-07:002011-08-15T00:53:08.325-07:00Copy Cat<p style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;" align="center">I <a href="http://pinterest.com/loves20/words/">pinned</a> this awhile ago, and I just now wrote it on my whiteboard =)</p><p style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;" align="center"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/103872280/" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/103872280_TGFplQH9_c.jpg" width="406" /></a></p><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/103872280/" target="_blank"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center"><div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; float: left;"><p style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); font-size: 10px;" align="left">Source: <a style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" href="http://homegrownhospitality.typepad.com/.a/6a00d834518f7769e20120a637316e970c-popup">homegrownhospitality.typepad.com</a> via <a style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" href="http://pinterest.com/loves20/" target="_blank">L</a> on <a style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); text-decoration: underline;" href="http://pinterest.com" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></p></div></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;" align="center"> </div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;" align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong>Unfortunately</strong> for me, there are <em>boys</em> <em>in</em> <em>the</em> <em>first</em> <em>grade</em> that have <strong>better</strong> handwriting than I.</div><div align="center"><div align="center">Also, a dry erase marker just <strong>doesn't</strong> compare to a good old pencil/pen.</div><div align="center">It was one of the first attempts. No way comparable to the 'original'.</div><div align="center">I'll still <strong><em>try</em></strong> to improve, but, <em>not bad</em> if I do say so myself!<a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/103872280/" target="_blank"></a></div><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/103872280/" target="_blank"></a><div align="right"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 112px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640983566864673970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkUvA4wRL_I/TkjMqrbI7LI/AAAAAAAAD7M/YVB6H3WiKMg/s200/pi.jpg" /></div></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-2245225471631229812011-08-11T22:31:00.000-07:002011-08-11T23:09:11.502-07:00Its OK Thursday<div><center><font size="1">I always love reading <a href="http://www.chroniclesofneely.com/2011/08/its-ok-thursday.html">Neely's </a>blog so I was happy I found the time to post for this link up! There are a ton of things I can say "its ok" to so this was perfect :)</font></center><center><a title="Its Ok Thursdays" href="http://www.chroniclesofneely.com"><img alt="Its Ok Thursdays" src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" /></a></center><div align="center"><font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" size="4"><strong>its ok....</strong></font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To buy pink and green staples because it makes an otherwise plain white paper a bit more fun...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">If you blog inconsistently...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">If you hate listening to commercials on the radio...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">If you always keep your air conditioning on in the car, I know I'm not the only one dealing with high temps!</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">If you never use <a href="http://twitter.com/loves20">Twitter</a> because you cant stand the app for it on your regular phone and would much rather use it on the itouch...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">If you wish writing checks was still popular nowadays just so you could use up your old cute personalized ones...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To ignore the empty ice tray that needs refilled...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To buy a pink lint brush roller...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To cry because you lost your <strong>most</strong> *<strong><em>favorite</em></strong>* pair of sunglasses that you had forever...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To be bossy to your boyfriend when it comes to how he should do his hair, its ok to tell him if he misses a spot...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To only go to Wendys for the frostys...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To stare and see what everyone has in their basket when at the grocery store...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To be annoyed when people block the whole aisle in the grocery store because their cart is in the middle of the row...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To buy jeans <strong>now</strong> because their on sale even though you wont wear them for months...this is ok, right!??</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To <strong>never</strong> <strong><em>ever</em></strong> remember what series your printer is/what type of printer ink you need.</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To look on </font><a href="http://pinterest.com/"><font size="2">Pinterest </font></a><font size="2">all day...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To want school to start already...</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">To be excited for a vacation that's not until January.</font></div><div align="center"> </div></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-87798916452497050142011-08-03T20:56:00.000-07:002011-08-03T21:59:51.605-07:00Oh, How Pinteresting!<div><div align="center"><font size="2">Thought I'd give a disclaimer that I'm a first time linker upper :) I just finally got the hang of Pinterest so I am assuming/hoping I'm qualified enough to participate! ;)</font></div><div align="center"><font size="2">But yeah Pinterest is amazing right! Linking up </font><a href="http://www.thevintageapple.com/"><font size="2">here</font></a><font size="2">!<br /></font></div><center><a href="http://thevintageapple.com" target="_blank" border="0"><font size="2"><img border="0" alt="google" src="https://sites.google.com/site/michellevintageapple/files/pinterestingwed.png" /></font></a></center><br /><br /><center><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/93383052/" target="_blank"><font size="2"><img style="width: 276px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/93383052_c7zHSJ98_c.jpg" width="240" height="335" /></font></a><br /><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><font size="2"> </font></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><font size="2"> </font></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><font size="2"> </font></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><font size="2"> </font></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><font size="2"> </font></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><font size="2"> </font></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><font size="2"> </font></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><font size="2"> </font></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><font size="2"> </font></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/93383234/" target="_blank"><font size="2"><img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/93383234_0S0gefAj_c.jpg" width="401" /></font></a></div><br /><font size="2">I <3 Wisteria ;) Gorgeous background and you know it smells so good there!<br /></font><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/89977165/" target="_blank"><font size="2"><img style="width: 360px; height: 447px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/89977165_TJy7ezzJ_c.jpg" width="500" height="512" /></font></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/87810323/" target="_blank"><font size="2"><img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/87810323_FZFTTmt5_c.jpg" width="300" /></font></a></div><br /><br /><font size="2"> </font><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/93383330/" target="_blank"><font size="2"><img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/93383330_quL9PLsM_c.jpg" width="300" /></font></a><br /><font size="2">Love the color and the rosette strap :)<br /><br /></font><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/87081749/" target="_blank"><font size="2"><img style="width: 301px; height: 380px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/87081749_mTreZiVD_c.jpg" width="533" height="584" /></font></a><br /><br /><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/93382478/" target="_blank"><font size="2"><img style="width: 279px; height: 269px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/93382478_Mp90wPdz_c.jpg" width="373" height="426" /></font></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/91434224/" target="_blank"><font size="2"><img style="width: 280px; height: 245px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/91434224_5gBrg4QJ_c.jpg" width="553" height="550" /></font></a></div><br /><font size="2">Tanzanite from Tanzania, how pretty is that!?<br /><br />{<em>everything</em> <em>found</em> </font><a href="http://pinterest.com/loves20/pins/"><font size="2">here</font></a><font size="2">}</font></center><center><font size="2"></font> </center><center><font size="2"><strong>Happy</strong> <strong>Wednesday</strong>!!</font></center></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-65158620765365984812011-08-02T23:01:00.000-07:002011-08-02T23:54:29.089-07:00Over Night<div><div><font size="2">It must be karma that my boyfriend now works overnight.</font></div><div><font size="2">Remember my old complaints of having to deal with it for just one night in </font><a href="http://chaptertwentysomething.blogspot.com/2010/11/breaking-routine-i-hate-nightshift.html"><strong><font size="2">this post</font></strong></a><font size="2">.</font></div><div><font size="2">I thought <em>one night</em> was bad.</font></div><div><font size="2">Now, its his <strong><em>set</em></strong> schedule.</font></div><div><font size="2">Not to brag, but I feel like <em>I am a <strong>trooper</strong>.</em></font></div><div><font size="2">Our sleeping schedule is all out of wack.</font></div><div><font size="2">But its summer anyways.</font></div><div><font size="2">And we make it work.</font></div><div><font size="2">=)</font></div><div><font size="2">So just warning ya, dont be creeped out by a comment on your post at 4 in the morning, I have nothing else better to do :)</font></div><div> </div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/33786173/" target="_blank"><img style="width: 319px; height: 498px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/33786173_ANupej9s_c.jpg" width="534" height="615" /></a></div><div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; float: left;"><p style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); font-size: 10px;">Source: <a style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" href="http://www.spearmintbaby.com/2011/04/beautiful-twins-nursery/">spearmintbaby.com</a> via <a style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" href="http://pinterest.com/hopeforce1/" target="_blank">Ae</a> on <a style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); text-decoration: underline;" href="http://pinterest.com" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></p></div></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-18133657290766298872011-08-02T20:19:00.000-07:002011-08-02T22:39:13.384-07:00Going Without<div><div><div><div>Hi hi hi! </div><div>Yes its really me, I'm here :) </div><div>Anyone still coming across this page I hope you are well and have been enjoying these summer months! As for me....after living under a rock, I'm back :)</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>♥ <em>Pinterest</em> ♥</div><div>I finally "got into Pinterest." Figuring out how to install the 'pin it' thing to my toolbar took me a <strong><em>good</em></strong> minute, I seriously thought I would <strong><em>never</em></strong> figure it out and when I finally did I was like <strong>huh</strong><em>, simple</em>! I see how its so addicting though, its <strong><em>too</em></strong> easy to gather up a million ideas for just one project. I never do anything crafty/DIY but thanks to Pinterest I plan to start soon.<br /> (my <a href="http://pinterest.com/loves20/">Pinterest</a>)<br /></div><div>♥<em>Freeloading</em>♥<br />Living here, we didn't bother setting up a cable/Internet account,<font size="1"> (that explains the blogging break, yes!?) </font>we were busy enough without all that so it was just as well.... But yes, I am one of <em>those</em> people. No judging, <strong><em>borrowing</em></strong> Internet is <em>no indication</em> of my personal integrity. ;) We were lucky enough to enjoy a near neighbors free Internet for awhile and man it was good while it lasted. I was able to keep up with Gossip Girl, Modern Family, and then <strong><em>BAM</em></strong>, <em>NO INTERNET ACCESS</em>. No cable now no Internet? <strong>Movies</strong> <strong>it is then</strong>. Needless to say 2011 officially became <strong><em>"Year Of The Movies!"</em></strong> I would <em>pay</em> to get my hands on our Redbox rental history, even though I might faint after seeing the bill because it <strong><em>has</em></strong> to be a ton. Movie recommendations needed, <em>please come to me</em>, we have seen it <strong><em><u>all</u></em></strong>, good, bad, really bad and really good! Anyways, the other night I tried my luck and <strong>BAM</strong>, <em>INTERNET ACCESS</em>. I was in shock for a minute, I thought it was unreal and too good to be true. We didn't know where to start! We had missed so much so we had too many options, but we quickly caught up on Pretty Little Liars. Sooo I am enjoying it while it lasts and who knows how long that will be. I would love to pay for Internet but unfortunately schoolbooks take up most of that budget!<br /></div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 352px; height: 212px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" border="0" alt="" src="http://uncledutchfarms.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/boytv.jpg" /><div>♥<em>I</em> <em>Miss</em> <em>Blogging</em>♥</div><div>Not blogging made me miss it even more, of course. I thought of my blog as an old ignored attic that needed to be cleaned out, organized, and made over a little bit! Haha. And I don't want to really "get into blogging" again because then I'll be just as sad when the Internet cuts out again! Oh well I'm happy with what I have for now! (but I miss you guys!)</div><p align="left"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/93210980/" target="_blank"><img style="width: 250px; height: 135px;" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/93210980_N8LnjLnl_c.jpg" width="554" height="138" /></a><br />♥<em>TV</em>♥</p><p align="left">Yes I know the Gossip Girl finale is like <strong><em>'sooo</em></strong> 3 months ago', but I'm all caught up now and I just wanted to say, wow that was a good episode! Anddddd I <em>finally</em> get why everyone has been listening to Adele!<br /></p><div><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/93190810/" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/93190810_4QCLNMpZ_c.jpg" width="273" /></a>♥<em>More</em> <em>TV</em>♥<br />Way back when, when we first started just thinking about moving out, and thinking about things (ie:bills) that would be important, cable was at the <em>very</em> <strong>top</strong> of my list. I'm not a total lazy couch slob but I admit I <strong><em>love</em></strong> me some TV. I just <strong><em>knew</em></strong> I would <strong><em>die</em></strong> (extreme I know but really how I felt) without cable. Turns out I didn't :) (though, I cant say what would happen if we didn't at least have Redbox rentals.) If we have kids I hope I don't <strong><em>ever</em></strong> hear them complain about TV because the first thing I am going to say is "your Dad and I went a year without cable and we were perfectly<br />fine!"</div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/93226885/" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/93226885_yEZAVatw_c.jpg" width="174" /></a></div><div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; float: left;"><p style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); font-size: 10px;">Source: <a style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" href="http://www.fredflare.com/AT-HOME-what-s-new/">fredflare.com</a> via <a style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" href="http://pinterest.com/loves20/" target="_blank">L</a> on <a style="color: rgb(118, 131, 139); text-decoration: underline;" href="http://pinterest.com" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></p></div></div><div> </div><div>♥<em>No Complaints</em>♥</div><div> Funny how going without taught me to be more appreciative that's for sure! I laugh when my Mom says she barely watches her (huge) flat screen TV with 100+ channels in <strong>HD</strong> <em>with</em> <strong>DVR</strong>. She has the luxury of any show at her fingertips but ignores it. I thought I would give <em>anything</em> for TV, but turns out <strong>I'm</strong> <strong>ok</strong> without it. (<em>not</em> <em>really</em>, I am <strong><em>sooo</em></strong> sad I missed a <strong>WHOLE</strong> season of Toddlers & Tiaras ;) And I'm not sure how much longer we could have gone/lasted without it! (plus, I know 1$ rentals add up!) We're moving again, so, soon we will be thrilled to be proud owners of *<em>cable</em>* at the end of this month! <strong>Definitely</strong> appreciatin that being set up! We will <em>surely</em> be <strong>glued</strong> to the TV ;) and just in time for fall shows to return! Parenthood anyone? Like I said, I don't ever want to hear my future kids have any complaints about TV! I cant wait to say <em>'Kids, your father and I weren't always lucky enough to have cable...'</em> <strong>OH</strong>! <strong><em>And</em></strong>, who knew I could <strong>add</strong> something to my 'Bucket List' just to be able to cross it off!<br /><br />Bucket List:<br /><strike>- 1 year without cable</strike></div><p></p></div></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-31803318104695900732011-03-11T14:03:00.000-08:002011-03-11T19:48:49.261-08:00Shoes & Crazy People<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I'm not really a "shoe girl." I cant walk in heels. Sandals are my favorite. Not ashamed to love my Uggs. If I had a free $500 to spend, the first thing I would want to spend it on definitely <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold">wouldn't </span>be shoes. Maybe a purse, but probably most definitely jeans.(good ones!) Anyways, even though I am not a shoe girl, I wouldn't mind a new pair or two, a few in particular! I would be super stoked if I owned any of these...<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.thepioneerwoman.com/homeandgarden/files/2010/11/w-black-glitter-s-h10.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://static.thepioneerwoman.com/homeandgarden/files/2010/11/w-black-glitter-s-h10.jpg" /></a> I am partial to the rubber rainboot trend. They seem practical but I feel like they would look really stupid on me, which is why I have yet to buy any. I think little kids are the only ones that can successfully pull off a rubber rainboot perfectly, they look so cute on them! But I've seen some really cute ones that make me consider having them in my wardrobe. These Gucci rainboots though...well I just don't see how anyone could look stupid wearing them. I think about them frequently, their definitely on that "maybe one day" wish list!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ioffer.com/img/item/165/891/915/cGhVxszV3bL8X80.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.ioffer.com/img/item/165/891/915/cGhVxszV3bL8X80.jpg" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sneakersonsale.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/-953503392548470.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://sneakersonsale.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/-953503392548470.jpg" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Love Coach.<br />I haven't had new sneakers in a while. I'd love to have a simple everyday pair.<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/e0/0/AAAAAkXJHAkAAAAAAOAHrw.jpg?v=1205772222000"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/e0/0/AAAAAkXJHAkAAAAAAOAHrw.jpg?v=1205772222000" /></a>I've actually never worn Tom's or Sperry's so I'm totally hesitant on them, not sure if I'd even like the fit, but they sure are cute.<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Thats the end of the shoe candy! :)<br /><br /><br />On another note, is anyone watching Celebrity Apprentince? I've never watched any of the other seasons but I think I'll tune in for this season just because Gary Busey makes me laugh! The crazy things he says are hilarious!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pinstripebindi.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/gary-busey-evicted.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://pinstripebindi.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/gary-busey-evicted.jpg" /></a><br />Speaking of TV, this was also the first season I watched The Bachelor. Sooo love it! And as much as everyone hated Michelle, she was one of my favorites! Just like Gary Busey, her craziness made me laugh! Hah.<br /><br />Have a great weekend! :) </div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-66656025160177930182011-03-04T12:52:00.000-08:002011-03-04T12:53:32.334-08:00A LetterDear Blog,<br /><br />First I have to say, its not you, its me! I used to totally love this blog. It was easy to think of things to post about...it was easy to publish those posts...it was easy to read other posts and comment on them. But all that has changed.<br /><br />I basically skated through highschool and my junior college. Now that I'm at a University I'm realizing what its like to be an actual student. For junior college I think I could use my hands to count how many times I did homework. Now, I'm realizing homework is a must and studying is essential. Since I'm paying an arm and two legs to attend this school, I definitely have to put my education first. But I miss you little blog. I'm always thinking of funny stories I could share but its so hard to find the time to open Blogger. I usually clear out my Google reader daily though--it is sooooo handy to have that app on my phone!<br /><br />I don't know if anyone still comes by this blog. But I think about it often. I just cant put the effort into keeping it updated. Things always change though so maybe in the future I'll dust it off and start posting more often.<br /><br />Until then,<br />Wish you the best!<br />-LLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-61416126441865158052011-01-09T18:37:00.000-08:002011-01-09T20:32:18.238-08:00Winter Break/Feelings!<span style="font-size:85%;">My feelings have changed so much since I wrote </span><a href="http://chaptertwentysomething.blogspot.com/2010/09/leaving-your-heart-not-brightest-idea.html"><span style="font-size:85%;">this post</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm happy to say that I'm happy to be living where I am.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Happy to start a brand new year in a brand new place.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I mean its not brand new technically we've been here for 6 months but it still feels new.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">♥</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I visited home over winter break.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I flew out days before BF did.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">He was staying behind for a few more days to work.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It was going to be the longest we've spent apart.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It was really hard for both of us but more so him than me. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">At least I was a tiny bit happy I was getting to go see my family. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">So through this all I got to experience some new feelings! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">One bad, one good.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Bad;</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Walking away from my boyfriend at the airport. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ummm</span> that hurt my heart, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">alot</span>! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Its really weird to look at a person, and know its the last time you'll be able to see/touch him/her for a while. I'd never experienced it before. I mean yea when I moved out/left home, but its way different leaving your Mom than your boyfriend. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I was so excited to pick him up at the airport! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I would have drove down a day earlier just to wait for him, I was that excited. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Driving home with him was one of the best feelings ever. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Everything around us could have been falling apart but we wouldn't have noticed or cared cause we were just so happy that we were together, everything felt perfect because of that.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">♥</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I once saw this card at Hallmark that read "<em>Home is where my Mom is</em>". </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">That explains how I used to feel.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">My Dad always tried convincing me that Hallmark was wrong because actually <em>home is where you make it.</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">But I was team Hallmark all the way and I <strong><em>really</em></strong> missed 'home'.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Even after moving states away, I couldn't help but feel like home was still in CA and that was the only place I could be happy.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">But when I was there at 'home', I realized something, that I missed my <strong><em>other home</em></strong>.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>My little apartment, my boyfriend, the pets</strong>, that was home now and I couldn't believe I was missing it.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">All that time </span><a href="http://chaptertwentysomething.blogspot.com/2010/09/crying-over-what-now.html"><span style="font-size:85%;">spent crying</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> about it, and now I was missing it.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It was a crazy feeling, being ready</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> to leave CA especially since that was the only place I had wanted to be for so long.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I'll probably always be a little California girl and sure my dream is to live there forever, but not before I see other places, point is I'm happy that right now I live somewhere else.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">♥</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Overall though it was a great vacation.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">sooo</span> nice to see my family.</span><span style="font-size:85%;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">BF got to do some laughing when I started to get irritated with my Mom.</span><span style="font-size:78%;"> (which secretly started the 1st day <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">ahahaha</span>)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Happy to visit my old hair stylist while in town! </span><span style="font-size:78%;">(was very much needed)</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I was happy I had the time to do a dinner with my girlfriends!</span></div>I've met people here but nothing compares to the friends you've kept from high school.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It was nice to see that things were pretty much the same, I hadn't missed much.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> so happy that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> happy with my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">decision</span> to move :)</span>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-40399954027372912302010-12-19T11:47:00.000-08:002010-12-19T11:59:25.354-08:00Winter Break<span style="font-size:85%;">I love the Google Reader app on my phone! I can read blogs anywhere. Maybe Ill be posting more and visiting blogs when I use my actual computer though, after the holidays when I have more time. Maybe. Hope everyone has a Merry Christmas! :)</span><a href="http://www.allprowrestling.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/happy-holidays-webcopy.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.allprowrestling.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/happy-holidays-webcopy.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-74598097958706223742010-12-05T13:39:00.000-08:002010-12-05T14:30:49.314-08:00Can We Keep Her<span style="font-size:85%;">We went downtown to walk the dog and look at the big tree and lights they have set up at the River Center.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">We were walking back to the car.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I heard a super weird noise.</span><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I heard it some more.</span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I handed over my dog to BF as quick as I could.</span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Then, I took off and walked over to these bushes on the side of the house we were walking by.</span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><em>Its a babyyyyy!</em></strong> I squealed.</span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I kneeled down and tried to get a glance at it.</span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But it was so scared </span><span style="font-size:85%;">it kept trying to go back under the house.<br /></div></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><div><div><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">It was a kitten.</span><br /></strong></div>A <strong><em>tiny tiny</em></strong> kitten.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">It was wild or feral or whatever because it was hissing like <em>crazy</em> and it had a <strong>mean</strong> old meow.</span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But it was <strong><em>so</em></strong> tiny. The picture I have is pretty close to the size of the one we saw.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">It was black and brownish.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm a huge animal lover, I stop my car for all dogs who look lost, but kittens are my weakness. </span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Cars driving by us were probably creeped out and wondering what I was doing.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I spent a good 15 minutes just kneeling down trying to get her to come out, come near me.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Her tiny little meow was <em>sooo</em> freakin cute.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">BF was standing a few steps back keeping an eye on me.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I turned around and whispered to him, <em>"<strong>babeeee I want her</strong>!" </em></span><span style="font-size:78%;">(all kittens are girls in my book)</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">He then went on to gently explain <em>we couldn't, because we cant really afford her and the cat that we do have wouldn't be too happy about a new member, and this kitten is pretty wild.</em></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But shes <em>soooo little</em>. <strong>She's all alone</strong>.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">How could I <strong><em>not</em></strong> keep her?</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But there was a <strong>tiny %</strong> of my brain that understood that we <em>really couldn't</em> keep her.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">#1, she wouldn't even let us close enough to her to catch her anyways and #2 it <em><strong>really</strong></em> wouldn't be fair to our other cat.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">So I walked back to the car, <strong>trying</strong> not to act childish.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But as soon as I sat in my passenger seat, I started crying.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">BF </span><span style="font-size:85%;">hates seeing me cry and it was kind of funny how fast he changed his mind.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">He stood there telling me he <em>didn't know what to do, he didn't think we sho<a href="http://www.catsofaustralia.com/images/cute_baby_kitten.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 183px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.catsofaustralia.com/images/cute_baby_kitten.jpg" /></a>uld keep her but if I was that upset, did I want to try catching her...</em></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But I was a big girl.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I listened to that tiny % that knew we couldn't have another pet in our house, and I kind of knew deep down she was super crazy and even if we tried hard we wouldn't be able to catch her anyway. Do I really want a crazy cat.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Even though she was tiny. And cute. And living under a house when its 40 degrees at night.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">So we got in the car and drove away.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">We drove away to a gas station.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">My boyfriend went inside.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">He came out with two cans of cat food.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">We went back to the kitten.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I tried to bribe her out with the open can.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">We watched her take a few bites.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Found a plastic container and put some water in it for her as well.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">We told her that's all we could do for her.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Merry Christmas.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Then we left.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Yes I cry over stray cats. I worried about her. Then I remembered there are like 50000 like her in that situation. At least the house she was living under was next to a law firm, and that plastic container we found was an old cat food thing, maybe the people at the law firm heard her crying too and tryed to rescue her or at least feed her one time.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">My heart broke a little. Actually alot. I am kind of known for bringing stray animals home so BF kept telling me how proud he was of me, that he couldn't wait to tell my Mom he actually got me to walk away from an animal. If I was rich, I would have a house full of pets. Or even better, a house just for my pets. I would no doubt visit the pound and be like, "yes please I'll take all of them."</span></span></div></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-32300192498279577582010-12-03T18:02:00.000-08:002010-12-03T19:51:43.409-08:006 Things In 1!<span style="font-size:78%;">Hiiii there. Hope this post find you doing well :) Yes I know I cant believe its already December either. I have a bunch to say and I suppose each of these topics could have been a separate post but I don't have time for that its easier throw everything together and that's how I like it, so here's whats been going on in my life!<br /></span><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Inconsistency</u></strong>: Soooo I have pretty much proved to everyone that I am not good at blogging on a regular basis! The <a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/">14 Days Of Christmas Challenge </a>sounded so fun and I did real good for a couple days but I have finals going on right now and it really wasn't fair for me to be posting instead of hitting the books so I kind of stopped participating. But I've been enjoying reading everybodys posts, and theres still a couple days left for </span><a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/"><span style="font-size:85%;">linking up!</span></a></div><br /><div><div><div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Finals & School Related Things:</u></strong> I have come to the conclusion that <strong>I h<img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://theredsign.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/procrastinators-large.gif?w=400&h=400" />ate group projects</strong>. I really do. I don't mind working with people I don't even know, it can be fun meeting new people sometimes, that's<em> not the problem</em>. The problem, for me, is that<strong> your working on somebody elses deadline.</strong> <em>The group</em> decides that <em>they</em> want to have a meeting and have the project finished by a certain date. That doesn't really work for me. I like to do my work <strong>when<em> I</em> want to</strong>. Maybe I have other stuff going on in my life and I don't plan on working on this project til the day before its due, which is fine if its my individual work, but I cant really pull that off in a group project. So yea the group work thing is not really my favorite deal. Which leads me to my next topic...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Procrastination</u></strong>: I don't know <strong><em>what</em></strong> my problem is, but for school especially I have always been a big procrastinator. I start off <strong><em>really good</em></strong>, then it basically all goes <strong>down hill</strong> and come time for finals, I'm struggling figuring out that I need to get an A on the final in order to pass the class with a C or B. I wouldn't need to cram so hard if I would just <strong>do good all semester</strong>. But it <strong><em>never fails</em></strong> that during the last few weeks of the semester, I try my hardest to become a wonderful student again. I don't know why I procrastinate so bad and wait until my grades are actually in danger to start worrying about it. It leaves me with <strong><em>so</em></strong> much more work, trying to raise my grade by doing extremely well on just <strong><em>one</em></strong> test. I wish I would have just worked a little harder <strong><em>overall</em></strong> during the semester instead of slacking off/taking it easy, then I wouldn't be working <strong><em>double hard</em></strong> now. You think knowing this I would take my own advice and fix myself <a href="http://uploads.neatorama.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/poster.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 123px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://uploads.neatorama.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/poster.jpg" /></a>but I'm pretty sure next semester I'll be saying something similar to this! Ha!</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Sad Movies/I'm Old:</u></strong> Rebox had nothing else we were interested in so BF and I rented Toy story 3 . <strong>Ummmmm</strong> <em>saddest movie ever</em>!? Not not really <strong><em>ever</em></strong> but why the heck was it <em>so sad</em>!? Ok wait and I just Googled <em>'Toy Story 1 release date'</em> and I <em><strong>cannot believe</strong></em> what I read!!! <strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">1995</span></em></strong>!? That is <strong><em>not</em></strong> possible. That would mean I was 7 when I first saw it, and 11 when the second one came out!? Umm well if I ever felt old, <strong>its now</strong>! Someone please tell me I found the wrong information and that the first one actually was only released a couple years ago! That's what it feels like, I remember it like it was yesterday! <span style="font-size:78%;">(cheeseball)</span> So I'm dying to know if kids thought it was sad!? I had a little bit of watery eyes and I'm sure Moms did too but I wonder if the little ones watching it got any sense of<em> "aww how sad"</em> during the movie. I guess Ill have to check with my nephew.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>I'm A Bad Girlfriend But I Found A Coupon To Make Up For It:</u></strong> I was <strong><em>soooooo</em></strong> <strong>extr<a href="http://www.videogamesblogger.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/call-of-duty-black-ops-zombie-mode-returns.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.videogamesblogger.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/call-of-duty-black-ops-zombie-mode-returns.jpg" /></a>emely</strong> proud of myself the other day!!! BF's family sent him a gift card for his birthday and he debated for a while what he should get. <strong>A nice pair of sunglasses?</strong> I shot that down because he works inside all day, there are times he doesn't even get to <strong><em>see the sun</em></strong> so that is <strong><em>not</em></strong> really a practical purchase. <strong>Shoes?</strong> Sure, but when the heck are you going to wear them since they have red on them they will not match your work attire and that's the place you frequent the most wouldn't you want a pair you could where there? <strong>An airsoft gun.</strong> Ummm ok well how often are you going to use that, wouldn't you want a gift you could use alot instead of one that will just sit and collect dust? <strong>Yes, I am a horrible girlfriend and I tell my boyfriend what he should get himself as a gift.</strong> I cant help it, I had to say something about the idea of sunglasses which I thought was <em>ridculous</em>! I even went as far as to say<em><strong> "girls are the ones that are supposed to want nice sunglasses and I'm at school 80% of the time outside walking to classes so if anyone should have a nice pair its me!"</strong> Girlfriend of the year award over here</em>.<span style="font-size:78%;"><strong> (If I owned the sweet pair of Tiffany & Co. shades I saw in the sunglasses store the other day, I might not have had anything to say ;)</strong></span> So after I made him feel stupid about wanting impractical gifts, I made it up to him by being as<strong> excited as I possibly could</strong> over a video game. A video game. Now thats a good idea, something practical he can use that wont go to waste. If you haven't heard the name <strong>"black OPS"</strong> then I'm guessing you either<strong> a)</strong> live under a rock and haven't seen the commercial they have for it because they play it every 10 minutes <strong>or b)</strong>don't have a boy in your life that cares about video games. Its a super fun shooting game or something. So he was deciding between that and <strong>Madden11</strong> or what not. I of course had to throw my opinion in again and said<em> "I think you should get black ops but that's just cause I <strong>might</strong> wanna play it."</em> He was sold, he said <em>"ok then I'm going to get i<a href="http://www.morganhuangmd.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/Tiffany_Glasses.24011851_std.jpg"><strong><em><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 166px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.morganhuangmd.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/Tiffany_Glasses.24011851_std.jpg" /></em></strong></a>t <strong>cause I want you to play too</strong>!" </em>Ummm what did I just commit myself to!? I tried to play Madden with him years ago, it was exciting to see myself <strong><em>some</em></strong><strong><em>how</em></strong> score a touchdown by pressing <strong>all the buttons at</strong> once and getting <strong><em>lucky</em></strong> that it worked. But that game was <em>freaking hard</em> so knowing that, sure I'd choose shooting at some cartoon figures over trying to figure out how to "<em>pick a play</em>" and throw a football with a video game remote, anyday! <strong>Back to the point of this story.</strong> It just so happens that the day we are looking for this <strike><span style="font-size:78%;">stupid</span></strike> video game is actually Cyber Monday, you know, the black friday of online shopping. BF had no idea what that was. Anyway, I scored free shipping from the site I ordered it from, and before I "checked out" I decided to do a quick Google search in hopes for a coupon/promotional code I could use. Well I found a few that had bad reviews of them not being valid, then I found one for a % off and I hoped, <em>hoped</em>, <em>hoped</em> it would work! I tried it and whispered<strong><em> "ohh my godd no way" </em></strong>when I saw that it did in fact work and I had just scored 6$ off BF's <strike><span style="font-size:78%;">stupid</span></strike> video game!<strong> Go me!</strong> <em>Yay for Google.</em> <strong><em>Moral of my story,</em></strong> a quick search for an online coupon code <strong><em>actually</em></strong> worked and saved us $$ off the total! Maybe I'll have more time to blog now that BF will have a new game to obsess over...</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>I Love Cheap But My Hair Does Not:</u></strong> I love drugstore make up, they have great eyeliner. I can buy shampoo at Wal Mart. <strong>I love cheap stuff. I love good deals.</strong> Sure I would love to use the best <em>most expensive</em> product for everything but<em> I cant,</em> I don't. I don't mind using inexpensive products on myself. <em>I don't.<strong> I don't mind,</strong></em> but you know <em>who does</em>? <strong>My hair</strong>. My hair handles inexpensive <strong>shampoo</strong> just fine. Aussie, Herbal Essence, Redken, those are all ok for getting my hair clean. But give me a <strong><em>conditioner</em></strong> that was less than $10 and my hair is like <strong><em>"Umm no what is this crap that you have on me? I don't like it at all, I'm staying tangled foreverrrr, hate you rawrrr!"</em></strong> So I'm like,<em> "come on hair,</em><strong> <em>I</em></strong> <em>don't mind the inexpensive stuff why cant you just like it and behave like you like i</em><a href="http://beaut.ie/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/aveda-dry-remedy.JPG"><em><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 201px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://beaut.ie/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/aveda-dry-remedy.JPG" /></em></a><em>t!?"</em> And then my Mom throws in her two cents<span style="font-size:78%;"> (sense? idk!)</span> and is like <em>"you cant skimp on your hair, your gonna be mad when it <strong>all falls out,</strong> you cant get it back! You'll wish you would have treated it right!"</em> <strong>Ok ok fine</strong>, I give in to everybody, the hair wins. BF just got paid and I'm using my line on him; <em>"I like cheap stuff but unfortunately my hair doesnt, and you don't want an even more hideous looking girlfriend do you? Then we need to buy expensive products babe!"</em> That's basically what I said and we were off to find a salon or store in the mall that carries what I was looking for. I could make a whole entire post of what products I love and why their so great, but let me just say<strong> I love Aveda</strong>.<span style="font-size:78%;"> (My Mom is to blame for that cause shes the one that introduced me to it!)</span> Anyways, I pick out my conditioner<span style="font-size:78%;"> (glad I let the girls working talk me into trying a new extra super moisturizing one)</span> and am as happy as a clam. So is my hair, it hasn't been this soft since who knows when. I made sure to thank BF at least once every 5 minutes and every other hour thrown in a "<em><strong>my hair thanks you too</strong></em>." He is so sweet he was like<em> "I knew you said it was gonna be expensive but when I saw the price I was like oh wow she <strong>wasn't</strong> joking."</em> Nope<strong>, no jokes</strong>; $24 for a tube of conditioner, I'm completely serious about the price and serious about the fact that it was <strong><em>soo</em></strong> worth it. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;">p.s. Anyone else on Twitter?! I use it alot sometimes, @loves20</span></div></div></div></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-42663295969962460322010-11-27T18:11:00.000-08:002010-11-27T18:14:03.316-08:0012 Days Of Christmas Blog Challenge Day 5<center><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Favorite Holiday Movie/TV Show Special</span> </strong></center><p align="center"><a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/"><strong><img src="http://i808.photobucket.com/albums/zz9/shannonywebb/Persnickety%20Pages/aly5.png" /></strong></a></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">This one was easy for me! Imagine that...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><em>Elf</em></strong> is great, but it seems like they play it on TV everyyyy other day during the holidays day so sometimes I get burnt out. </span></p><span style="font-size:85%;">All time favorite holiday movie: <strong>Home Alone 1 & 2</strong>! L</span><a href="http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/1050/hm2wb.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/1050/hm2wb.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">ove them both, I cant decide a favorite between the two! I liked seeing Kevin lost in New York in the second one but the first o</span><span style="font-size:85%;">ne is so classic and the part where hes walking home in the s<a href="http://www.bobo-movies.com/image/home-alone-1.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.bobo-movies.com/image/home-alone-1.jpg" /></span></a>now and his groceries bust out of the bag gets me every time, lol!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Runner up is <strong>The Santa Claus</strong> with Tim Allen, such a cute movie! When I was little I used to watch it like every day in December ha. And honorable mention goes to<strong> The Polar Express</strong>, it was weird at first but I really liked it.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/"><span style="font-size:78%;">Link up here!</span></a></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-3736033925461032472010-11-26T20:10:00.000-08:002010-11-26T20:14:06.695-08:0012 Days Of Christmas Blog Challenge Day 4<center><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Tips/Tricks to a Budget Friendly holiday season</span> </strong></center><div align="center"><a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/"><strong><img src="http://i808.photobucket.com/albums/zz9/shannonywebb/Persnickety%20Pages/aly5.png" /></strong></a><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Keep track of your $:</u></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">*<strong>Know how much your gonna spend!</strong> So important to budget.</span><span style="font-size:78%;"> (unless you've <strong><em>got it like that</em></strong> <a href="http://www.acquiremag.com/2008/12/22/visablack.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 103px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.acquiremag.com/2008/12/22/visablack.jpg" /></a>and don't need to budget with your visa black card ;)</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">If you have $700 to spend on 6 people, know that you can spend just a little over $100 on each person!</span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">*Keep track of everything! On paper, notebook, whatever, document that you have spent 45 out of that 100 and can only spend 65 more until your over budget on that person.</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">Sometimes you spend more on your nephew than your Dad, or more on your significant other than your grandma. Being able to see the "math" of it all has really helped me in the past! </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Shop Smart/Careful:</u></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">*Take advantage of shopping online! Free shipping is amazing, and look for sites that offer a % off your purchase.</span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">*Also <strong>be careful </strong>of online shopping, its tempting to spend an extra $25 just so you can qua<a href="http://wits.i.ph/photo/d/653-1/fatwallet.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 204px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://wits.i.ph/photo/d/653-1/fatwallet.jpg" /></a>lify for free shipping but is it worth it, will it mess up your budget?</span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">*Shop for more than one person at a time, especially online! If you can get gifts for <strong>3 different people in <em>one</em></strong> store, perfect! Saves you extra shopping trips.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Have a plan, don't just shop:</u></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">For me, the holidays is the <strong><em>worst</em></strong> time to just <em>"go shopping".</em> If I don't have a<strong> set plan</strong>, I'm going to end up <em>wandering</em> around the mall, <strong><em>trying</em></strong> to come up with ideas for gifts for others <em>as I'm walking</em>, but in the end, I'll be shopping for clothes for <strong>myself</strong>, eventually spending money on a pretzel and sitting down with a drink from Coffee Bean because I was frustrated and didn't know what to buy or who I was shopping for. </span><span style="font-size:85%;">So before you go to the mall, <strong>know what stores you need to hit.</strong></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> At least have an <strong><em>idea</em></strong> of who you can get a gift for and in what department, <em>don't just browse</em>! You'll waste time<span style="font-size:78%;"> (&possibly money</span>) thinking of things you could have had figured out before you got there!</span></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Thats all I've got! </span><a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/"><span style="font-size:78%;">Link up with Aly & Molly!<br /></span></a></p>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-5980544229789256362010-11-23T22:12:00.001-08:002010-11-23T22:40:45.684-08:00I Love Grocery Stores<div><span style="font-size:85%;">I <strong><em>love</em></strong> grocery shopping.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">No like I <em><strong>really</strong></em> love it.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I like it more than any other kind of shopping, clothes, shoes whatever.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm curious to know how much time I could actually spend enjoying a grocery store, taking my time, no time limit.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I love looking at <em>everything</em>.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Things I need, things I don't need.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Different brands of the same thing.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Comparing prices.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"Ooh this looks good!"</em></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"Ooh I wonder how this is."</em></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">And I'm a <strong>pro</strong> at navigating the store, I know where things are.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I've asked BF to run to the store for me, and he ends up calling me cause he cant fin<a href="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0809-0702-2841_Dad_Grocery_Shopping_Clip_Art_clipart_image.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 164px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0809-0702-2841_Dad_Grocery_Shopping_Clip_Art_clipart_image.jpg" /></a>d the cream cheese.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"Its by the other types of regular cheeses but not by the lunch meat."</em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Yea, I know my grocery store!</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Every type of item, I don't discriminate.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Food</strong>, <em>non food</em>.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I like to look at all the different types of Febreezes.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I also like to look at the various types of breads, rolls, tortillas, etc.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Sure I spend more time on certain aisles. </span><span style="font-size:78%;">(cough cough <em>ice cream and cake mixes</em> cough cough)<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But if I <strong><em>could</em></strong>, I'd look at <strong><em>everything</em></strong>.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Its great if BF can push the cart while he reads a boy magazine, then</span><span style="font-size:85%;">, I feel like I have </span><span style="font-size:85%;">more time to look at things I'm not buying.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But that's not what he usually ever does.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">He <em>usually</em> pushes the cart then stands there watching my every move, therefore making me feel like he has a stopwatch and I need to just grab everything quickly so we can go.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">There have been numerous incidents in the store where I get an attitude because I am feeling rushed and hes swearing that its fine to take my time.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;">Argument on aisle 7! Ha.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Of course I don't believe him.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><em>I know</em></strong> its not his favorite thing to do and if its longer than 45 minutes, then </span><span style="font-size:85%;">he's <em>really</em> hating life but trying to be nice and not show it.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Ive told him before how I feel bad for him. </span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">S</span><span style="font-size:85%;">ome girls like purse shopping best, I like grocery shopping the most.</span></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-20902995643559372982010-11-23T22:07:00.000-08:002010-11-23T22:12:11.736-08:00Breaking Routine. I Hate Nightshift.<span style="font-size:85%;">In December, I'll have officially been being <span style="font-size:78%;">('been being' sounds so weird, grammar police help?) </span>a girlfriend for 3 and a half years.</span><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><em>3 & 1/2.</em></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">At times it doesn't sound like its a long amount of time at all.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Sometimes it feels like its been <em>really</em> long, longer than 3 ye<a href="http://www.bargainbooks4kids.com/images/sam%20sheep.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 209px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.bargainbooks4kids.com/images/sam%20sheep.jpg" /></a>ars.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Other times it feels like it <strong><em>sounds</em></strong> like a short amount of time.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">So what I'm feeling right now, tonight, I'm not sure how to describe it. </span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Sad</strong> I guess. </span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">For some reason they have my boyfriend working over night tonight, 10-6.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Like,<em> he gets off at 6 in the morning</em>.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Yea, took me a while to actually process that happening.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But it <strong>is</strong> happening.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Call me a baby.</strong></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Go ahead really, I already talked to my Mom tonight and that's what she said, she thinks me feeling this way is somewhat funny. If I weren't me maybe I'd be laughing too.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I don't know <em>what</em> I'm going to do.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I don't know if I'm going to sleep. </span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I cant imagine being able to stay awake all night.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But I also cant imagine sleeping without BF.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I <em>loveeeeeee</em> sleeping, but going to bed without him just doesn't sound good <em>at all.</em></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">At night, I hear lots of noise like cars going by with music, somebodies dog going through bushes, the house shifting/settling.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></div></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But it is <strong><em>very hard</em></strong> to convince me that those noises are <strong><em><u>not</u></em></strong> burglars, psycho killers yelling, break ins/robberies, wild animals. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But BF does a <em>great</em> job of that convincing and he's always been right, no burglars.</span><br /></div><div>But I'd much rather be alone during the day.</span></div></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>3+ years spent going to bed with the same person.</strong></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">One night alone during these particular hours feels <strong><em>so</em></strong> weird.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">But don't worry I'm toughing it out somehow :)</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;">*(if you are laughing at me going crazy over just this one night, please feel free to stick around and next month you can laugh at me panicking over the thought of spending 6 whole days/nights away from him)</span></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-77961593505051691282010-11-23T20:34:00.000-08:002010-11-23T20:35:59.345-08:0012 Days Of Christmas Blog Challenge: Day 2<center><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Black Friday/General Shopping Tricks & Tips</strong></span></center><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/"><img src="http://i808.photobucket.com/albums/zz9/shannonywebb/Persnickety%20Pages/aly5.png" /></a></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Black Friday</u>:</strong> I've only ventured out for it one time. With my sister to a Saks 5th ave outlet. It is craziness but a fun thing to do. </span><span style="font-size:85%;">So I don't really have any super <em>amazing</em> tips for Black Friday, I'd just suggest:</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*Bundle, dress warm, its so cold that early!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*Have <strong><em>lots</em></strong> of patience for finding parking, managing crazy crowds.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*Make sure you have enough energy/are not too tired. (I was gonna go last year & tried to stay awake all night til Macy's opened at 5 but I "napped" and never woke up to go <a href="http://newbornrodeo.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/visa-black-card.jpg?w=450&h=283"></a>ha!)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*Don't buy it just because its a good deal because its BF (black friday, not boyfriend :) One of my great purchases from BF, I only wore once.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*Keeping track of how much you spent on each person and what gifts you've bought, makes it easier to decide if you can buy that nice big present for someone, and you'll be able to tell how much you have if you need just one more small gift for someone at the last minute.</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br />*PLAN! If your going to the mall, know which exact stores you need to hit. </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Target/similar stores, have an idea of who you can get a gift for and i<img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.packagingsource.com/catalog/images/Shadow-Stripe-Shopping-Bags.jpg" />n what department.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*And always, dress comfy! So irritating to want to stop shopping because your too hott, too cold, don't have a jacket, or you wore the wrong shoes and your feet are tired!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*Shop online too/instead. If your looking to buy a talking Transformer from the toy store, look online too, you might find that it is cheaper/better/a bigger selection. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>*Try to shop for more than one person at a time.</strong> For example, I can get NFL slippers for BF, a NBA shirt for my Dad, and a MLB coffee mug for my grandma, all off of the same website! Knocking out 3 gifts in one store, so good!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/">link up here!</a></span></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-17418692275247554332010-11-22T20:53:00.000-08:002010-11-22T20:58:57.188-08:0012 Days Of Christmas Blog Challenge: Day 1<div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Day 1: Christmas/Holiday Traditions<br /></strong><a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/"><strong><img src="http://i808.photobucket.com/albums/zz9/shannonywebb/Persnickety%20Pages/aly5.png" /></strong></a><strong> </strong></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Cookies & Milk tradition- Not anymore of course but when I was little. Am I the only one that did this?! I have a really good memory of one year my Mom helped me make cookies and leave a plate of them and a little note saying hi Santa or something. I was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">soo</span> very happy when I woke up and saw that the cookies had been touched and <em>"Santa had wrote back"</em> oh my note saying <strong><em>thanks</em></strong> for the cookies! That Christmas I was just in awe that Santa had <strong><em>really, truly ate</em></strong> some of the cookies I made. Yes, there were <strong><em>actual</em></strong> half bitten into cookies left by Santa. I probably had a million questions and I remember wanting to know why he <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn't</span> finish them all and my Mom telling me that "he couldn't finish all the cookies cause he'd be too full". <strike><span style="font-size:78%;">My Mom</span></strike> Santa rocked that year.</span></div><div align="left"><br />My family is <strong>pretty</strong> <strike><span style="font-size:78%;">horrible at sticking to a plan</span></strike> <strong>flexible</strong> with everything, so we don't always eat Christmas dinner at the same time or always open presents in the morning. One tradition we do always follow though is to open one present<span style="font-size:78%;"> (I always try for more than one though ha)</span> on Christmas eve. I love doing this cause it seems to make me even more excited for the next day. Why and how did this become a tradition? Probably because I'm so very impatient and my Mom cant say no to me ;) <a href="http://www.christmaslightsetc.com/images/productdetail/red-white-christmas-stocking-IMG_6127.jpg"><strong><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 112px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.christmaslightsetc.com/images/productdetail/red-white-christmas-stocking-IMG_6127.jpg" /></strong></a><br /><br />Christmas has changed since my nephew came along! It used to be me and my sister having extravagant "lists", we could for sure count on unwrapping something from <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Sephora</span> and if we were lucky, something Juicy Couture or any other nice name brand. Now days,<strike><span style="font-size:78%;">I'm happy if I just get a new pair of pajamas</span></strike> Christmas is more catered to my nephew, he's the one who can get away with the long list thing and Christmas is still new to him.<br /><br />We do have somewhat of a routine though, it consists of Christmas eve dinner hosted by my sister. Then on Christmas day we do presents (stockings first!) in the morning/as early in the afternoon as possible. Then we relax and spend time <strike>filling up on Ruffles w/ranch dip</strike> hanging out with each other till dinner is ready.<br /><br />Other little traditions include:<br />*Helping to put up lights on the house<br />*Helping decorate the tree<br />*Christmas candy in our stockings<br />*Fuzzy socks in your stocking-</span><span style="font-size:78%;">The past 2 years my Mom has been pissed she hasn't been able to find said socks for us though <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">haha</span>.<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">*Going to see the neighborhoods Christmas lights</span><span style="font-size:78%;"> (some people go all out)</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;"></div></span><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">So <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">thats</span> it. Were not super duper all out must follow every tradition, but we do have a few, and I love it :) I also cant wait til I have a family of my own to start traditions with!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/">link up!</a></span></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-20967058055329574642010-11-17T20:23:00.000-08:002010-11-17T21:38:33.454-08:00This & That<span style="font-size:85%;">*I was selling my student ticket to a football game and I had replied to this guy telling him how much I was asking for and what now. His reply:<em> Nah thanks I got a better offer!</em> Umm a nice <strong><em>"no thank you"</em></strong> would have been acceptable! I was really upset haha I thought it just sounded so rude.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*Do you talk in your sleep or do you know somebody that does? It is <em>soooo crazy</em>!!! BF does it occasionally but the other week it was kind of frequent! And it is always <strong>sooo</strong> random! But only sometimes. I remember when he used to work in construction, it was always when he had worked a really hard day, in his sleep he'd say stuff like <em>"we gotta get this job done/we have to finish the drywall"</em>! It wakes me up for sure and sometimes I'm not even asleep yet when he's talking. But anyways he did it twice a couple weeks ago and both times were hilarious. He said: <em>"I have to stop eating so much junk food!"</em> Hahahaha oh my gosh, him and me both! Is this what he thinks about when he's sleeping!? So glad to see the Halloween candy go! The second weird thing; <em>"whered she get the sausage?"</em> Ummm <strong><em>what</em></strong>!? All I could </span><a href="http://api.ning.com/files/5FG-yj6BvLQwJcOjsHqr8JGg1hzMdyNOdDQsaRikNQqvJQAAxNpyQ2WDuCUptRoYhpiBypA4dq8CiOBSVuWk-x0Vzfy1w*Jo/SonOfAnarchyJax.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://api.ning.com/files/5FG-yj6BvLQwJcOjsHqr8JGg1hzMdyNOdDQsaRikNQqvJQAAxNpyQ2WDuCUptRoYhpiBypA4dq8CiOBSVuWk-x0Vzfy1w*Jo/SonOfAnarchyJax.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">do was laugh and think what the heck. The only thing I thought he could be thinking of is how he loves breakfast sausage but I never make it. But really, both so random! And I always wanna know what he was talking about so I joke like<em> "oh who is SHE!? she makes you sausage!?"</em> lol but of course he never remembers saying anything.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*It used to just be a show that my boyfriend watched while I sat on my bed and blogged away. I didn't even lift my head to look at the TV because it just sounded <strong>so</strong> violent, pretty <em>boring</em> and not at all like something I'd be interested in...Now its one of my favorites. <strike></span></strike><strike><span style="font-size:78%;">Main character is easy on the eyes</strike></span> <span style="font-size:85%;">Sons Of Anarchy on FX has been aaaamazing this season, love it! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*I didn't get to nor do I know when I'll be able to s</span><a href="http://blog.visitrenotahoe.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/bobby-flay-throwdown-300x196.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 190px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://blog.visitrenotahoe.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/bobby-flay-throwdown-300x196.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;">ee tonight's episode of Throwdown with Bobby Flay (Food Network) and Pioneer Woman! Love her! And that's one of my favorite shows on the network so I really cant wait to watch it!</span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;">*Even though it took a couple of </span><a href="http://chaptertwentysomething.blogspot.com/2010/11/drama-girl.html"><span style="font-size:85%;">crying fits</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> to finally find it, I'm <strong><em>so</em></strong> very glad I have my airfare all set for December! I moved here in August and it feels like forrrrrrrevvvverrr since I've seen them! Thank gosh for skype though. </span><br /></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;">*Have you ever traveled with a pet on a plane? Like brought them in the actual plane/cabin? I plan on doing this and I am <em>ohhh so nervous</em>! 6 hour flight...he is pretty good at "holding it" though but I am just terrified about the "<em>what if</em>" he goes in his carrier and makes the whole plane smell....Yea...horrible! </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></p></span><center><span style="font-size:85%;">*So I haven't been the best at frequent posting these past few months! But I saw this "12 Days of Christmas" linky happening and I got really excited, I love all things Christmas so here's hopping I can crank out daily posts! Starts Monday, can't wait!</span></center><div align="center"><a href="http://www.alyblogs.com/"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img src="http://i808.photobucket.com/albums/zz9/shannonywebb/Persnickety%20Pages/aly5.png" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 1: Christmas/Holiday traditions</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 2: Black Friday/General Shopping Tips & Tricks</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 3: Most meaningful gift/best gift you've received</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 4: Tips/Tricks to a Budget Friendly holiday season</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 5: Favorite Holiday Movie/TV Show Special</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 6: Gift ideas (what do YOU want? We all have family/friends reading our blogs...so let them know!)</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 7: Holiday Craft/DIY (If you don't make anything, what do you WISH you could make?)</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 8: Least favorite thing about the Holidays</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 9: Favorite Holiday recipe</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 10: Favorite Christmas Songs/Caroles</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 11: New Year Resolutions</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 12: Show us your decorations (indoor/outdoor)</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 13: Favorite Cookie Recipe</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Day 14: Oprah's Favorite Things: What item(s) would you want if you were in the audience?</span></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-45317430428083422272010-11-13T18:18:00.000-08:002010-11-14T00:18:04.937-08:00Giving Up Summer<span style="font-size:85%;">This girl in one of my classes, I'm semi friends with<span style="font-size:78%;"> (re: friends not outside of school, only in class cause we usually sit in the same seat, by each other)</span> is a couple years younger than me and she totally <strong>proved it</strong> in a conversation we had the other day. I was talking to her about classes, telling her I had just picked out w<a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1072/554789174_8184e378fb.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 238px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1072/554789174_8184e378fb.jpg" /></a>hat I would take over summer...I asked her if she would be attending summer school and her reply was <em>"I dunno, I dunno if I want to give up my summer ya know!?"</em> </span><br /><div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Oh girl, <strong>I totally know</strong>. </span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Her response cracked me up and reminded me of myself, only a couple years ago I would have said the <em>same thing</em>! Back then I wouldn't really care and didn't need to worry if I <strong><em>didn't</em></strong> have a job through summer, I liked the time off because <strong>I love</strong> sleeping in and I'm so good at not waking up til noon. I didn't really consider the option of attending summer school, because I would be there in the fall and spring anyways, and to me <strong>summer=beach</strong> and <strong>beach+summer classes<em>=doesn't really work</em></strong>. </span><br /></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">I just loved her response. <em>"Dunno if I'm ready to give up my summer."</em> I cant blame her though and know how she feels. I think she is like 18, and when I was that age summer was <em><strong>everythinggggggg</strong></em>. Its still nice and everything, but its no longer all <em>"lounging at the pool and not worrying about anything from the middle of June until August"</em> Not for me anyways. Nowadays I<em> "give up"</em> my summer to summer school, in order to stay on track & have less courses to take during the fall semester, I don't mind going and getting a course or two out of the way. And BF doesn't get to stop working just cause its sum<a href="http://www.grandprofile.com/Myspace_Comments/Family_Comments/Brother_Comments/images/Relax-Bro-Summer-Is-Here.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 172px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.grandprofile.com/Myspace_Comments/Family_Comments/Brother_Comments/images/Relax-Bro-Summer-Is-Here.gif" /></a>mer! I'm turning 22 this year and I have to say my summers are alot different than the ones I had in high school and as a 18 year old. But those were some of the best ones though, so I'm <strong><em>so glad</em></strong> I have them to look back on. And now I'm <em>actually</em> <strong><em>ok</em></strong> with "<em>giving up my summer</em>", I mean, I kind of <em><strong>have</strong></em> to be ok with it! Bills don't <strong>stop</strong> coming just cause its summer. Summer doesn't mean the kitchen and bathroom stop needing cleaned. Even if its only a little, I can see that I've definitely grown up! Weird!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">*Have you had to give up your summer? Is it still one of your favorite parts of the year? If you have kids would they say summer is <em>everything</em>? </span></div></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-51914986874455061412010-11-13T17:48:00.000-08:002010-11-14T00:17:01.361-08:00Drama Girl<span style="font-size:78%;">*warning! post contains talk about "girl stuff", "that time of the month", possibly tmi? if you don't feel like reading that kind of stuff, skip this post =) *</span> <div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">♥I don't know about you but I have crazier than usual emotions when its that time of the month. I am more grumpy and cranky than usual, and its even easier to make me cry. My boyfrien<a href="http://clatl.com/images/blogimages/2010/09/17/1284764638-drama-queen.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 197px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://clatl.com/images/blogimages/2010/09/17/1284764638-drama-queen.jpg" /></a>d knows this but one day last week he was reminded.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">♥I was sitting there looking up cheap airfare, trying to find flights for my "vacation/visiting home" in December right. And I was just overwhelmed, Google was giving me <strong><em>too</em></strong> much; Expedia, Travelocity, Hotwire, oh my gosh there has to be like 3 million different result sites for searching</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> "cheap flights". <strong>I started crying</strong>, saying how frustrating it all was, how hard it was to find the"right" one. BF comforts me and asks if theres anything he can do to help, and theres not, with one computer, its pretty much only one person able to do work. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">♥So he is sitting there with me on the bed, and next thing I know, <em>he is snoring</em>. <strong>And I am crying</strong>. He wakes up startled and asks whats wrong and I respond like a brat saying how <em>"I wish I could<strong> just lay there</strong> and nap but we need to find a flight asap and<strong> I'm the only</strong> that's doing all the work and <strong>it must be nice</strong> to just lay on the bed and <strong>not worry</strong> about a clean house or anything." </em>So he got up right away and started to straighten the house, I sat there, ready to throw my computer out a window, still sorting through travel sites. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">♥I hear a sound in the kitchen followed by a <strong><em>****!</em></strong> So I go in to check on him. He was cleaning out the fridge and a tupperware of something opened and spilled on the floor, he snapped at me that he<em> "was fine".</em><span style="font-size:78%;"> (I hate being snapped at, easy way to make me cry)</span> I go back into our room, throw myself on the bed and <strong>cry some more</strong>. Immediately he comes to ask whats wrong. Don't remember exactly how I said it but I was so sad that that had happened, I felt guilty for making him feel like he wasn't helping out, I felt like I was being bitchy ordering him to clean and I wished I had never even asked him anything. <strong><em>AND</em></strong> I was still frustrated with the searching of airfare. What a drama girl.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">♥But all ended well, I was comforted, he was happy, I was happy. No more tears. But seriously, I had 3 crying fits in probably a 2 hour span. I am such a cry baby and that time of the month just makes me sooo very cranky/grumpy. Its hard to think that emotions you have when your pregnant could be any worse!?</span></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-3309699545587045832010-10-29T23:14:00.001-07:002010-10-29T23:24:39.960-07:00QUESTION<div>QUESTION!</div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;">2 actually.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></div></span><br /><div>1: Do you guys look through your "Google Analytics" and see what key words people used that led them to your blog!?</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>2: If so, do you get any crazy weird odd ones!? Like what!?</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I thought <a href="http://chaptertwentysomething.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-doubt-its-here-but-i-hope-you-find.html">these old ones</a> were random but I was just looking at new ones and t<a href="http://www.lantica.com/images/QAlogo.png"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.lantica.com/images/QAlogo.png" /></a>hey are on a whole nother level!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So if you can, if you even want to, can you answer those questions?! Share!?</div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6686867603540337932.post-67157953381119091652010-10-29T20:01:00.000-07:002010-10-29T21:25:41.814-07:00Growing Old & Steroids<span style="font-size:85%;">A little while ago I </span><a href="http://chaptertwentysomething.blogspot.com/2010/09/leaving-your-heart-not-brightest-idea.html"><span style="font-size:85%;">posted</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> something about how ever since I moved I basically was miserable and wanted to go home! Well hey I've adjusted :) 80 degrees is normal to me now and I thiiiiiiiink I might have said "y'all" one or maybe two times, ha!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">No but really, I'm not as homesick. Knowing I'm "going home" for Christmas makes me feel a little, actually alot better! I found this </span><a href="http://www.jarusa.com/hmdresults.htm?three=25&two=11&one=2010"><span style="font-size:85%;">little website</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> when I was trying to figure out how many days til I go home. Its pretty handy huh! <strong>57 days til Christmas if anyone was wondering!?</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I feel old. Like really old. I know I'm not, right, but whenever I say or think that I'm<em> "going to graduate when I'm 24, in 2013",</em> I seriously feel like I'm 50 million years old. Not that theres anything wrong with 50, my Mom is and she rocks. Just you know I'm not ready to feel like that <strong><em>yet</em></strong>. I really don't even feel like I had a chance to be 21 and now I'm gonna be 22. I'm just freaking out over the<em> "graduate in 2013 I'll be 24" </em>fact. Its weird to me but I'll get over it.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Oh hey yummy recipe alert! They were a pain in the you know what to assemble, but <strong>soo yummy</strong>! I used ground beef, seasoned with taco seasoning and salsa, black beans, can of "fiesta corn" (it has chili's and red things in it) and cheese. Put all that in crescent rolls, then put the crescent roll filled bundles in pan, cover with enchilada sauce and bake! (topped with green onions btw) Putting it in the crescent rolls was the hardest part, the meat/corn mixture was super hot, and I couldn't fit alot of it in the crescent rolls. They came out soooo good though! BF liked them alot! I really didn't know what to even call the dinner, I asked him what you'd call it and you know what he said!? <strong><em>"Their like hot pockets on steroids!"</em></strong> Ohh my goodness I was laughing so much. So yeah theres the recipe for 'hot pockets on steroids'! If you make them good luck I cant guarantee you wont burn your hands a little but if you make them and that doesn't happen you have to tell me how you did it lol!</span>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10634384808497512617noreply@blogger.com0