Two For The Price Of One

Hiiiii.
I've gone through my closet and dresser. I have about 7 garbage bags full of clothes for my yard sale. My boyfriend was thrilled at the end result-you could actually see the back of the closet wall. Big deal, now I only have like 5 shirts and 1 pair of jeans to wear. I went through my underwear drawer too and ummm I kind of love buying cute new underwear so I got all excited about the thought of that, and hey maybe it might have been a bad idea to throw away so much thinking I'll be able to just go out and buy new replacements ASAP but whatever.

Who watched The Hills last night? I did, and all the while I pointed out to my boyfriend how extremely greatfull he should be that he met me when he did. I told him if we had been together way back when, he would have been forcedlucky enough to witness my addiction to Laguna Beach. Too bad he missed out we could have been watching mindless TV together! And what was up with the fake Hollywood set where did the realness go ha.

Today was not a good day for me guys. I hate cleaning, and one thing I hate more than cleaning, is needles/getting a shot. Which I did today. Oh wait, I mean shots. As in two. More than one. So yea I'm not a needle fan, first thing I do is warn the nurse that I don't handle shots well and then I half jokingly say I'll try not to cry too loud. Usually boyfriend is at work whenever I have appointments but lucky for me today he came with. Moral support. Nurse asked me which shot I wanted first. Oh goody I get to pick? BF sized up the needles, asked where they were going and he decided for me. He have me his hand so I could squeeze the life out of it. This kid in the picture is amzaing->>I cant even look in the direction of the nurse much less my arm or the actual needle. So my lips shake and my eyes water but I don't cry in the office, I wait till I'm in my car for my 2 year style old meltdown; "babeeee it huuuurrrrrrrrrtttt!!!!" He tells his two year old "she is so brave" and he is "so proud of her for being brave and getting two shots!" Such love. I thought I was going to throw up walking down the hallway of the Dr's office. It was just too much for me. Two shots?!! So on this not the greatest day ever, I treated myself to a hangout session with my couch, a big piece of Cookies & Cream dessert, a Cherry Pepsi and 3 episodes of Toddlers & Tiaras. Umm 2 shots I think that's the least I deserve hahaha.

Y'all know (BF thinks) ESPN is the only channel we get right? So of course we're watching the ESPYS and the host guy is semi funny, like I have laughed at two things he's said so far. But the skit that Steve Carroll from The Office did was hilarious. Y'all. I'm totally practicing my southern drawl. Totally. Not sure how well I can cover my like fast talking like California girl ways of talking though ha!




I have a few posts I'm gonna schedule to publish, one is below...But other than that I still wont be a regular blogger, so see ya when I see ya!


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Catching A Baseball With Your Face

Statistics are an important part of baseball. Things like hits and pitches, stolen bases, how the runner got out, those are all things that are recorded by a statistician. When it comes to a players individual statistics or batting average, those things are very important to know and keep track of.

Keeping track of those things used to be my job; stat girl for the baseball team.

I used to keep track of which base each boy went to, who caught the ball that was hit, how many balls were thrown before the home run was hit. Allllllll that good stuff. But that's not really the good stuff, you wanna hear the good stuff?!!

Errr in this case, for this boy, bad stuff....
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I'm sitting there on the bench in the dugout, watching the boy from our team at bat, keeping track of how many pitches have been thrown to him. He had to have had only one or two already, and the next one is just so fast, I barely had time to look up! And I just saw something fly by, and then the boy, crouching over holding his face....

Oh my god his face is broken. That's all I could think, do you know how hard baseballs are? And how fast high school boys can through? Pretty freakin fast. How much pain was he in!? I was expecting lots of blood.

I'm sitting there, looking up, watching and waiting for the crowd of boys to separate in the dugout, then I finally see the boy, and he has, a baseball under his cheek. I mean, that's what it looks like. Like his face is that swollen, it looks as if someone shoved a baseball in his mouth up against his cheek. It was huge. Huge! Huuuuuuuge! I cant say that word enough to explain how huge and puffy swollen his cheek was.

And I saw it happen. Kind of. I didn't actually see the baseball hitting his cheek but still. Craaaaazy right. Poor guy! No Golden Glove. His cheek stayed purple after that, for a while, but not nearly as huge as it was that day in the dugout. I really cant explain what it looked like. Put your whole hand on one side of your face and imagine all that just being 5 times puffier. Imagine puffing up your cheeks but times 100.



Someone can say they've been hit in the face with a baseball before.

Guess What

July 6th=Cold, Me & Chestnut Uggs
Isn't that crazy.

It must have sprinkled Monday night, because the ground was wet when I woke up Tuesday morning.
I'm guessing some of you have been having some pretty warm weather?
To say the least, right.
How does that feel?
I would have no idea.
So please tell me, what does 90 degrees in July feel like?
Preferably with humidity.
So.
Have fun in your bathing suit.
Or tank tops.
Shorts.
I'll be in my hoody and Uggs.
I guess =/
Hopefully only for a minute though!

Its A Good Thing He Loves Her

You know when people roll their eyes.

It can be very disrespectful.

I have a problem with eye rolling.

The problem being, I cant control it.

Its natural to me. A very frequent occurrence.

I don't know when I'm doing it, which can be the worst.

Especially in certain types of conversations; my Mom would get pissed and I'd be so quick to say "I'm sorry I'm sorry I didn't even mean to!"

I do it with boyfriend all the time not knowingly too.

It doesn't mean anything to me really.

Well I guess it means something,

Its some kind of an expression.

I do when it things are funny, stupid, ridiculous. When I'm mad sad or happy.

Really, all the time basically.

BF will ask "why I rolled my eyes at him."

I just say sorry and giggle. Then he laughs.

I love rolling my eyes.

I cant help it.

And They Say

One of many things on my to do list is this task: Find yummy places to eat, maybe a place that has been feature on a show on The Food Network like Diners Drive-ins & Dives (why is that so hard to say) or Best Thing I Ever Ate. Me and BF are roadtrippen it through about 3/4 states so I'm hoping were bound to come across some place? Holler if you know any.

We had yummy kabobs on Friday night, and burgers and the rest of the kitchen on Sunday.

BF and I got stopped at a checkpoint on Saturday night. Well everyone got stopped you know not just us lol. And since we were obviously not drunk and BF's license is more than valid, they looked over us quickly and said goodnight. We couldn't go anywhere though because the police were still talking to the truck in front of us, so the kind police gave us an informational brochure to look at, to pass the time I guess. Brochures given to me usually go from my hand to trash can pretty quickly but this one was interesting, "$10,000 for a DUI." Umm wow what a way to spend your money =/

Have you ever seen these at the Grocery Store? Ice cream treats for dogs!? Well this little guy got to try them this weekend and he loooovedd them! I think these few pictures I snapped of him are so cute, his face was such a disaster, sticky yucky mess! But he was really beyond happy to have a treat like that =)

Some TV shows I started watching! Toddlers & Tiaras on TLC. I've only watched two full episodes but I think its a new favorite, the last episode with the blonde that did Michael Jackson, "Kylie"I think her name was, oh my gosh I wanted to squeeze the cute out of her, ha! And Holly's World, on E! I really had no desire to watch it but last week I caught two reruns in a row and that's pretty much all it takes for me to get hooked! I cant say that my boyfriend gets any enjoyment out of watching it but I am loving it, ha! A show that receives only a slight groan from him is Bravo's Bethenny Gets Married. There are few moments in the show that make him laugh too so its not complete torture for him to watch it with me.

Yea so pretty much all I did this weekend was cook and eat. I made Jello Jigglers again, this time star shape. BF loved them and I didn't eat any but had so much fun admiring their cuteness. Oh and twice as much fun making them-I was stirring the Jello before I poured it into the molds right and somehow a bunch splashed on my hand and burned the heck out of me. Ouch. Hot hot Jello is nooo fun.

Oh and I made a watermelon bombe. Using this recipe from a blog from my favorite collections.. Mine definitely didn't look anything like that picture :( haha but it was carrying some weight! I don't think I even used all the ice cream or who really knows what I did, because I don't follow recipes well. But what I do know is that it was heavy. 9 POUNDS heavy! I made everybody lift the bowl when it was setting out to thaw and then we weighed it on the scale and sure enough, almost 10 pounds of ice cream. Love it! But not really. I'd like it so much more if it was like Cookies&Cream or something, I'm not lime sherbet's biggest fan!

Have you had Dr Pepper Cherry? I'm a huge Dr. Pepper fan but believe it or not I hadn't event yet tried the cherry kind til last week. Verdict? Its alright. Not too crazy cherry-like you know? I'd prefer the regular kind though.

That's it for now, take care. I miss you!! I'll be away, packing and saying goodbye to the last 21 years of my life. Wish me luck with that.

Getting To Know You

I don't know what I usually do on Sundays, sometimes its blogging sometimes it isn't...But today, its linking up for Getting To Know You Sunday! You can join if you haven't, link up at MannLand5.

1.If you had 5000.00 to spend on plastic surgery what would you have done?

I'm not dying to get it, but I'm not totally against it! How about some boob liftage, cant go wrong with that I'm sure I'll really want it someday! Or laser hair removal, that's a great one, no shaving ever?!

2. Do you watch Soap operas and if so what is your favorite and why?

I did for a split second...How about my sister was in her early early twenty's and obsessed with them and I was almost a teenager, trying to be cool, tagging along with her watching Days of Our Lives. Like sand through an hourglass, I'm sure I heard things that I didn't need to. Oh well, it happens. And Passions! The boat wreck with that odd old lady and that tiny boy....Yea, crazzzyyy story lines those soap operas!

3. Favorite clothing brand?

Kind of a hard question, I'm not brand crazy. I just like nice designer jeans....Oh and Victoria's Secret if that counts as a brand.

4. An afternoon shopping spree at your favorite store or maid service for a year?

I do have a major love for shopping! But whats more intense than my major love for shopping is my dislike of cleaning, so a maid service for a year would be lovely!!!

5. would you ever vajazzle?

that word is so funny!

6. Favorite Disney Princess?

Another hard question, because I love them all! I consider myself a Cinderella because I have my Prince Charming :) I'm also a Sleeping Beauty because it is not enjoyable being the one waking me up. Ariel is a mermaid so that was always fun. And definitely loving Tiana from Princess & The Frog, she was so cute and the first "black" Disney princess woo! But for some reason, Belle from Beauty & The Beast was my favorite favorite.

7. Last movie that made you bawl your eyes out?

Well crying, it was either Juno or Valentine's Day, I'm a little movie sap sometimes.

8. Have you ever broken any bones and if so what?

Have I yet shared this with my lovely bloggers? Once I broke my arms, yes arms, both at the same time! Only a move yours truly could accomplish. Two casts; it was the time of my life! ;)

Keep It 100?

Today I read a post at Kelly's Korner, it was regarding the issue of realness. It totally stuck in my head and I've caught myself going back to thinking about some of the things she said. Like, how real are you on your blog? Well pretty darn real. I mean as real as you can be when your not using your real name and showing any pictures right ;)

But blogs are different I feel.
I like how "pretty darn real" looks and sounds, so that's what is published in my post.
But in "real" life I might replace that darn with an F bomb.

Or I might not. It all depends. But main point, realness.

You cant tell my real attitude by this blog. Things are just hard to "read" when their written and not said (like with texting!) Theres so many different ways you could say "your so stupid" but you don't really know how/which way somebody is saying/meaning something just by reading it. So, sure, you get an idea of me, but no way can you tell the real level of sarcasm that I would be using in real life. Know what I mean jelly bean? I think for the most part though, regardless, some part of the writer shines through the blog no matter what, somehow.

I totally see the glass half full, always,(alwaysalwaysalmostalways:) and I feel like my blog reflects that, er at least I want it to. Its uppity kind of you know, its not a dark depressing blog, black and sad. Its bright, its pink, it has bows on it. Pretty much I like it that way and that's the way I'd like it to stay, but its hard, because yes yes yes I have crazzyyy madness going on in my "real life" that I could go on about for days, but, do you want to bring those dark depressing things to your bright pink blog? No. I don't want to bring my drama filled life and cuss words here. I don't know if I want to "stain the pink" with the "dirty black". Sometimes yes I do, but, that's not all I wanted my blog to be about. And seeing as how I've still, not quite yet figured out what and how exactly I want this blog to be, I just go with the flow. My blog is the "place" I can dump everything that's in my head, whatever it may be. A mixture of some nothings, few pictures of glitter, and some whining; that's my blog lol and that's ok, I'm still learning and know I don't have to classify this thing. But who knows what it will look like as we go on...I'm moving out, going somewhere new, and taking the bloggity with me.

Bottom line (because Stone Cold said so), just beacuse your talking about something other than another something, doesnt mean your not totally real right.

Other bottom line because I say so, this blog is a mixture of stuff. Stuff that doesn't really go in any particular direction, its crazy, if you haven't figured that out yet. And although its crazy and the words are all mixed up, its real, I can honestly say, its real. I know sometimes it looks and sounds like a 7 year old Princess is running this, but no, its a 21 year old girl behind this blog, for real. And I know sometimes your probably like yea right no way did her boyfriend really say that. But I guarantee you he does, really, every stupid stupid word, and I really do love him :)

So yea, I keep this blog 100, and if you don't know what that means please refer to my newest discovery, The Online Slang Dictionary (?!?!!)

here's the def:

Keep it 100:
Tell the truth.
Don't lie, keep it 100.

Well, all be!

Wipeout Sucks & Is Stupid. Love Always.

Why I wont be watching Wipeout:

Boyfriend and I loved that show. Every week we would tune in so he could embarrass me laugh so loud I'm sure the neighbor's could hear, also making me question if I should learn like CPR or something because I would seriously think he was going to die choking, he would be laughing so hard. Oh boys and how they think hurt=funny.

I got sick and tired of every week hearing him tell me how he would do so great on the show. He would go in to specific detail about what the contestants were doing wrong, and what he would do differently if he were on the show, what he would do and how he would of course win it all.

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He peed his pants when I told him I was online signing him up to enter.

Not really.

I signed myself up while I was at it cause really if anyone deserves to be on TV its me.

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So were at Disneyland one day right.

A casual day.

Were waiting in line.
I'm checking my voicemail.
Done checking my voicemail.
I tell BF,
Wipeout called, they want ya!

Then he pees his pants.

Not really though ;)

But soooo excited he was and guess what they told him when he called them back.

"We're also having a Couples Edition Wipeout and would it be possible if we could get your beautiful golden goddess girlfriend on the show too!

Yep. Something just like that.

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We were so excited to go "audition".
It was hot that day. And it took a lot of gas to get there.

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What if we made it?!

For $100,000, I would totally be willing to damage my body on an obstacle course while making a fool out of myself on national TV. Because if you didn't know, we would obviously win. BF had it all planned out remember? He knew what he would do? (I'm sure that's what all the guys that didn't come in 1st place thought before they went on the show ha)

So what if.
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What if there were like 6 other couples and a couple of solo's auditioning too. If you've seen the show, you know how odd some contestants are. We shared the room with a cowboy, an older couple in tae kwan do uniforms, and a man with his face painted like the big red balls that are in one part of the show.

We waited and waited and it was finally our turn.

We stood in a small room while they filmed us answering their lame questions.

Then they moved us to what what! a second room that was supposedly very special and" not everyone gets thru" so keep it on the DL. Basically, that means your going on the show right?!

Right!

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Wrong.
They had us fill out a book of papers for nothing. Seriously. Signing your life away, agreeing to never mention the audition process or them having contact with you. (ha) Whole lotta signing my name for nothing.

Maybe they would have picked us if we had dressed all crazy like. Maybe they thought BF wasn't TV ready.Who knows who cares.

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But when the commercial for it comes on the other day, BF says, babe are we gonna watch it?!
I replied with a grumpy I don't knowwww their kinda stupid we should boycott. He laughed. Well I guess I can still be a sore loser and still watch but just wish it was me. Stupid Wipeout though! But yea we'll still watch.

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Wrong again.

The show premiered this week. I think Wednesday maybe. BF had it saved and ready on the DVR. I unwillingly agreed and he did too saying we could "just see". Ummm lets "just see", 3 seconds of seeing a man on my TV and the words Wipeout was enough to make me whine and cry wahhhhh and say "no lets watch something else."

I just couldn't do it. (and I feel bad because that was his favorite show) But I couldn't bear to sit and watch a show that I didn't get the chance to be on. I mean I(we) had the chance, but they didn't pick me(us), that's the problem here! I cant believe I really don't want to watch it, isn't that so bratty? I'm kind of ashamed. Ha! I didn't think it was that big of a deal, not being picked, I mean I know it wasn't that big of a deal, the audition was over a year ago and that's really the last and only time I was sad about it. But sitting and watching the show just doesn't do it for me anymore.

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Hi my name is Sore Loser and I don't care. My boyfriends name is Great, I never saw the "W" word on DVR again.

See You Soon

Just in case you wanted to know...I guess theres a million other things, like packing, I'm supposed to be doing besides sitting here reading blogs...Soooo I'm gonna unfortunately be away from this blog for a while. No linking up, no winning giveaways. No comments, ughhhhhhh =( I'll miss you guys...some of you...heh heh justtt kidding.

I'm pretty bad with scheduled posts...but when I have a spare minute and I haven't blogged in a while I'll usually post like 5 times in one day though so maybe look forward to that :)

Hope you are nothing but well while I'm away. xo.
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Where You Goin

Thinking about going to school out of state? Let me offer you my help, the most wisest words of wisdom. Just a couple of suggestions, tips, if you will =)

Chooosing the right college/school for you should end and begin with Victoria's Secret. First, view their "Pink" Collegiate collection, and if you don't see a schools color and logo printed on cute sweatpants and underwear, then, that school is out. No longer an option. Keep lookin.

Now flash way back to elementary school and start to get real familiar with your states, if you aren't already. Arkansas is above Louisiana and all that. Become BFFS with the site that lists all Universities by state. Spend some time at Kelly Korner, reading her posts like this one mentioning "College Gamedays". Check out how hardcore the commenter's are raving about "their team", notice the states their from and this should help you in getting some ideas for school choices. Look at the adorable little girl dressed in Arkansas Hogs attire until your convinced you want to be a part of the SEC. Then, go to this site that Kelly had linked to, they'll hopefully list the schools your considering, then you can begin imagine yourself dressed in something cute in your schools colors.

Then, visit this blog here, be inspired by another adorable dress, and proceed to visit both websites that are linked to. This will result in you being overwhelmed at all the possibility's of cute things that have your University name stamped on them.

Is this shopping or choosing a future University? Well who's asking because if it was my Mom then its totally choosing a future educational establishment. If its you,well then you definitely know me and know I totally based my school decisions off of clothes from VS and what not, I pretty much picked the state half blindfolded ;) so yes this is kind of just shopping for future clothes ;)
Everybody wears them.

Sooooo toss your options around for a while. State info, school info, requirements blah blah blah. Google will be as faithful as it can be in providing optimal search results. Which is not much so that's always fun.

What I'm telling you next is very important. probably the only thing you needed to read in this post. And yes I know they are oh so cute but unless you want to wear your University of Florida sweatpants to the University of Alabama basketball games, then you better avoid the temptation to order early! Wait til you've got your admissions letter and you know where your going.

Thennnnn, go back to Victoria's Secret. You know for sure what school your going to, order away friend!
Oh and have fun at school.
Because that's whats its about.
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