Saturday, December 31, 2011

2011 In Retrospect

Here I sit waiting impatiently for the year on my computer to change.  No I'm not going to be sitting here watching the seconds tick by, I'm going to be out celebrating the end of a trying year and the beginning of MY year.

2011 has been one of the hardest years I have had to bare in my 23 (almost 24!!) years.  Don't get me wrong, there have been many wonderful things as well, but this was my year to be broken and reborn.

Financial difficulties have plagued me mostly, as well has health issues.  I spent half my summer in the sweltering Oklahoma heat wave without air conditioning.  Tank, bless is chaotic soul, ate my camera (and source of extra spending money...).  Roxi got copper poisoning and made the kitchen look like a scene out of a Friday the 13th movie.  I've come close to losing my job.  Matt and I ended things and have been somewhat rocky ever since (currently things are great as friends).  Bestie turned her back on me (oh, I didn't tell you guys about that one... another time maybe...).  My Sooners lost in Bedlam... ugh...  I've a nasty, white trash person thinking they are better than me and bash me publicly, when in fact they can't lift a candle to my inner beauty and integrity.  My Meme had to have brain surgery but nothing was found, so they have to start over from the beginning to save her.  I've been screwed over, chewed up, spit out, walked all over, and made to feel completely worthless.

But despite all of that, I can honestly say this year was an important step in me figuring out more of who I am and where I'm going.  I have grown so much stronger.  I know what I deserve and how worth it I am.  I know who I can count on to be here for me no matter how "stupid" I'm being or how "dangerous" the road I've chosen may be.  Tank and I have learned that we can make it on our own; we've even added a little one to the family, Cleo the miniature schnauzer.  I have decided to undertake the steps I have to take to get my Masters' of Psychology (focus on abnormal psychology) and then join the military as an officer.  I've started eating right, experimenting with recipes and foreign foods (CHEESE!!!).  I lost 50 lbs in the last year and have almost reached my goal weight, so I started focusing more on toning than losing now.  I have come into my own in the social, dating, and sexual aspects of myself.  I told my mother the truth about so many things this year, we have become closer.

I may have been broken into tiny, minute pieces, but I'm picking them back up one by one with the help of those who love me.  I am a strong, independent woman. 

My resolutions this year are pretty simple: become a better me (both physically and emotionally), stay focused, and become a better friend to those who have been to me (including you guys!).

I will be sure to come back next year with lots of pictures and stories to share with you.  You know how I get, haha.

I'm going to go do my makeup now, lil miss Cleo is telling me I need to stepping on my keyboard and licking my face.

Have a safe and wonderful New Year!!  I love you all!

Love!!!

Monday, December 26, 2011

Borrowed Christmas Sentiments

Christmas is coming,
My ass is getting fat.
The kids have all gone mental
And the dog just shat. 

I'm oddly rather horny —
Just a quickie shag'll do.
If you can't put out for Christmas
Then really, fuck you.  

Christmas is coming,
I don't mean to be a crank,
But get your shit together
And then I want a spank.

There's so much crap to do
And I hate to be so blunt.
But after all the chores are done
You need to lick my cunt.

Your folks are staying over 
A tiny piece of Hell.
I think I've more than earned
For you to ring my bell.

This time of year is when
I really start to twitch
'Cos Christmas is coming...
Ain't she a lucky bitch.



I borrowed this wonderful little poem from a good friend of mine, Lady Estrogen.  This is basically how I feel about the holiday season.  Just gimme a good roll in the hay or a quickie now and then, and I'm content with that present.

I'll update you guys tomorrow on the craziness that is my family Christmas's.  I even have videos this year!!

I hope you all got exactly what/who you wanted this year!!!

Love!!

Friday, December 23, 2011

FOOOOOD!!!!!

I have been making some AMAZING new concoctions in my kitchen here lately.  Well, mostly E&C's kitchen but whatever.  I'm trying out something completely new to me tonight.  I always play it safe with chicken dishes, but I wanted a challenge tonight.  And let's face it, I'm sick of chicken at the moment.  So I went to Homeland and bought some fresh salmon, a veggie mix (celery, onions, and mushrooms), and some imported cheeses.

You know my love of wines, so of course I love cheese!  That, and my dad and I used to try all the cheeses at the deli when I was a kid.

I digress.

So I sauteed the veggies in olive oil, basically until they were hot.  Squeezed about a quarter of a lemon onto the salmon, followed by coarse black pepper, greek seasoning, and this strange lil salad seasoning I found at Big Lots (Salad Jazz in tomato basil) (also put some on the veggies).

Preheat the over to 350 ish.  Depends on how fast you want to cook it.  I like slow cooking meat because it keeps it from getting crunchy on the edges.  Top the salmon with the veggies.  Pop in the oven.






The only thing I know about timing salmon in the oven is that it's done when it's dry looking (thanks for the useful tip dad... lol).

It is currently in the oven as I type.  My apartment smells delectable, just saying.

The cheeses I bought were a French hickory smoked rambol and what they called Drunken Goat Cheese (the rind is treated with a red wine).  I can't decide which I want tonight.  I may just try small pieces of both.

And the finished product:

It looks interesting but tastes oh so good!  The greek seasoning really brings out the salmon flavor. 


I know, I know, styrofoam plates are sooooo classy, but hey when you don't have anything else you do what you can.  The purple rind is the goat cheese, the orange is the rambol.  Both go well with the salmon, but I prefer the goat cheese.  The flavor isn't all that strong so it doesn't compete with the fish.  The rambol has a strong after taste, which while it goes well with the rest of the dish, isn't what I would usually pair with it.




I'm off to enjoy the rest of my meal!  Happy cooking and Merry Christmas!!

Love!!

Monday, December 19, 2011

Story of my life

You know you have an interesting life when you wind up in handcuffs on a friend's couch with a beer in your hand while watching Shawshank Redemption...

This is the story of my life.  Well... except it was my first time ever in handcuffs, haha!

Saturday, December 17, 2011

The single life of a broken woman in Oklahoma

Remember when I said that I didn't know if I was going to like this whole being single bit?  Well it sucks sleeping alone so much.  It's a financial bitch living on my own.  Cooking for one is pointless most of the time, so I cook rarely anymore, unless it's for friends.

However, I think I could get used to this.  I like not having to worry about cleaning up after anyone but the dogs and myself.  I like only buying groceries once a month.  I love not having to share shower and closet space with anyone else.

But what do I love most?  Being able to go out whenever I want with whomever I want.  I have had so many new experiences lately.  My poor liver is probably going to commit homicide in the next few years, but my alcohol tolerance has never been higher.  I'm pretty sure I can drink any man under the table any day of the week.

I have been graduated from college for a year officially.  I thought by now I would be engaged, be putting money back for a house, be starting my career, and finally have a stable life.  Damn was I wrong!  I'm single, broke, still at my receptionist position, and am riding a roller coaster of financial, personal, and public difficulties.  I am still in love with Matt.  He has moved on and breaks my heart more each day.  I relive the things he did to me, I did to him, and we did to each other every other moment; how we hurt and tore each other apart.

Despite all of this, I'm happy most of the time.  I have come to realize who my true friends are.  I'm learning who I am.  I finding new ways of enjoying myself.  Even realized that I have a few fetishes that are shared by many.  I live to make myself happy.  I'm indulging in pleasures I have never experienced and some I have but was never able to fully appreciate.

I am starting a new life.  One where I have to completely rebuild myself; rebuild my self confidence, make myself stronger, and repair the gaping hole in my heart.  I wake up each day wondering what new things await me.  I make sure I have something to smile about as often as possible.  I'm keeping my options open and my head held high. 

I am broken.  I am lost.  I am empty.  I cry myself to sleep often.  I have allowed myself to be used an abused more than once.  I feel alone in a crowd of those who love me.  I drink away my pain.

I accept this all as my penitence.  I am happy to rebuild myself and learn more about myself, even if it hurts to do so.  I respect myself more than ever.  I am a strong, beautiful woman that has more to offer the world than the world is ready for, that any man would be blessed beyond belief to say is his, that will make a difference in the lives of many.

And this is the single life of a broken woman in Oklahoma.

Je t'amore mes amores!

Monday, November 28, 2011

Two Days

Two days... 

Two days until they cut into Meme's head...

Two days until they cut into Meme's head and roto-rooter her main artery...

I was finally given a date for Meme's surgery: Tuesday.  I'm more nervous than she is, I think.  I'm not entirely sure how to deal with the thought of this. 

A lil background...

Meme is my paternal grandmother, and the only grandparent I have left.  When I was younger, I spent the majority of my summers in Tulsa at her house.  We'd go swimming, shopping, camping, watch movies, cook, read, take walks, and just sit and talk.

She basically raised my brother and I for half of our childhood.  I don't know what I would do if I lost her.  Not now.

A little over two years ago, my mother's uncle died.  He treated my brother and I like we were grandchildren.  He was, in fact, the only grandfather we really knew on that side of the family.  It was very sudden.  One month we were told he had to have a mucus ball removed from his lung, and not much later we were visiting him in the hospital as he was dying of lung cancer.  It took until the following July for his daughters to start going through the house.  I ended up with many of his wife's elephants that she has spent her life collecting from around the world.  Granny Barb had died several years before that from the same type of lung cancer.

I say all this to explain why I wouldn't be able to handle a bad outcome.  I only just recently found out about her issues, so I still haven't quite gotten over the initial shock.  She means the world to me.  I'd lose it if I lost her.

Bubba and Meme


Prayers, thoughts, good juju, whatever you do and believe in would be much appreciated.

Love!!

Thursday, November 17, 2011

My bad you guys...

It has been a really difficult few months for me.  First, I started living on my own for the first time ever.  Taking care of myself and two pups is challenging but I like it.  My neighbors are for the most part all really nice.  I just wish some of them wouldn't party until 6 in the morning on random nights of the week.  The pups like it.

Unfortunately now I have to deal with the fact that my Meme is going to have brain surgery soon.  If I wasn't alone so much, it wouldn't really be that difficult, but I've never had to deal with big things like that on my own.  Apparently my parents have known that she hasn't been doing well for awhile.  The main artery in her brain is blocked and causing her to have blackouts.  I've been told the surgery is fairly routine, at least when it comes to brain surgery.  I'm still in a little bit of shock.  Sadly, I've been somewhat drinking my worries away lately.  I'm in good company so I haven't been going completely crazy, but I know it's not how I should be dealing. 

I have a few stories for you guys, but I thought I would just give you this quick update before I leave town to go see my Meme.  I think I may end up having to create an anonymous blog for those stories though.  If I do, I'll email the link to those that are interested.

After this weekend, I'm going to start that feature I mentioned months ago: random things around the metro area.  Not sure what I'm going to call it yet, but I have saved up enough pictures that it should last awhile.

Hope everyone is having a happy fall.

Love!!

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Earthquake

Oklahoma is known to have some crazy ass weather.  Tornadoes in the spring, droughts and extreme heat in the summer, pre-winter blizzards, ice storms in January, crazy blizzards after winter... Even a hurricane-like hail storm a few months ago.

Now?  We have decent sized earthquakes.  5.6 magnitude to be exact; the strongest in the state's history according to the Oklahoma Facebook page.  We have apparently had 9 so far today.

I have officially now survived 2 earthquakes (at least 2 that I have felt) and countless tornadoes/ice storms/floods.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Change is in the air

Holy shit I have missed you guys!  Things have definitely been crazy in my little corner of Oklahoma!!  So many changes and new experiences lately that have kept me almost completely away from my computer.

As you may remember, I was moving into an apartment on my own last time I updated.  Well, I love my little apartment!  It's not completely mine yet, Matt is staying with me until he can find a place.  He and Roxi want/need a backyard.  Yep, he's taking Roxi.  She's basically his dog so I'm okay with it.  I love my baby girl to death, but she's such a daddy's girl it's not funny.  Tank is staying with me.  He loves his mommy more than anything, other than tearing into things of course!

Unfortunately, Matt and I are no longer a couple.  Things have been rough between us lately.  The reasons are a story for another time.  We are still very close and I still love him very much.  We are currently trying to work things out.  We both have some individual things that we need to work on before we can work on fixing things between us.  I will always love him, no matter what happens.  I do hope we can work things out, but only time will tell.

On a lighter note, Tank and Roxi have a new little sister!  And by little, I mean miniature, as in miniature schnauzer..  That's right, I got ANOTHER dog, haha.  Tank will need a playmate when Roxi leaves, and one of my good friends had a papered puppy that she could no longer take care of.  Her name is Cleopatra, Cleo for short.  She answers to Little Bit and Spaz.  She's the most energetic dog I have ever seen.  I swear she never stops!  She thinks she's big shit and runs the household.  Roxi will occasionally put her in her place, but mostly ignores her.  Tank loves having someone who loves to play and he can push over.  Her attitude and her black coat is how she got her name.  She is very independent but loves to be in my lap so that she is taller than the other two.  I have to say my favorite thing about her is what her bark sounds like when she wants my attention.  She sounds human!  Kinda like on Fievel Goes West when they are teaching the cat to bark.   It's adorable!  She is a little ankle biter though, which is going to be hard to break her of.

Meet Miss Cleo, my newest fur baby.
Doesn't she look stubborn and spoiled?  That's cause she is!  She's not too happy because she had to have a bath tonight.  Her legs are shaved at the moment, making her look like a poodle, because she had a scare the other night and had to go to the vet.

In other news, I am being trained as a phlebotomist at work now.  It's really exciting!  I've been told my attitude has greatly improved since I started the training, which is nice, but I didn't know until recently that I was being perceived as having a bad attitude.  I love my job and always have.

Halloween is closing in on us.  One of my favorite days of the year.  Not sure what I'm doin other than dressing up, we'll figure out the little details later.  I'm going to be Jessica from the season finale of True Blood.  If you haven't seen it, think sexy little red riding hood with fangs.  I'm really excited.  I'm going to dye my hair black with a red tint.  It should be really awesome.  What are your plans?

I have many stories to tell from the last month or so, but those can wait.  What have you been up to?  Anything new around the 'sphere?

I'm so happy to be back!!

Love!!

Sunday, September 4, 2011

I am a model????

Remember when I said that I was going to do a photoshoot?  I don't remember how long ago I told you guys about that, so I'm not going to link back to a post.  That takes time and well... I don't have that.  I'm packing up my house.  That's right, we're moving.  Have to be out in 24 hours.  I'll tell ya'll more about that later.  Tonight is just a quick post with my pictures.  Let me know what ya think!!!



This one is by far my favorite!
The boobs look great here!


I also love this, almost a headshot.
The lovely Wendy from After Dark Studios is who shot these wonderful pictures.  If you live in Oklahoma and want to take any sort of pictures--senior, engagements, wedding, modelling--you should definitely check her out!

By the way, you should check out my feature over at Legos in My Pocket.  Jaimie is a doll!!  If you haven't checked her out yet, you're definitely missing out.  And go back on each Sunday this month to answer my MFB Feature Question of the Week!

Okay lovelies, I'm off to continue packing.  I have a pretty pretty to show you later.  Get excited, I am!

Have a great Labor Day weekend!!

Love!

Friday, September 2, 2011

This Sooner Season is for them

As the 2011 Sooner season gets ready to kick off this weekend, I can't help but think of the men we lost this past year.

I live and breathe crimson and cream, the loss of these young men ripped at my very being.

This season is for you boys.  Every game I cheer on, every brat I eat, every beer, every party, every tear, all of it I do for you.

R.I.P. and Boomer Sooner



Friday, August 19, 2011

Movies my boyfriend doesn't want you to know he likes

We all have our guilty pleasures.  Some collect toys, others watch anime.  If you're like me it's sushi, ninety's television, and French culture/decor.  Even guys have them.  I don't know about the men in your life, but Matt has a tendency to love cute movies.  Yep, manly Matt loves cute movies.  I thought I would share with you a few of his favorites that I also love.

Yep, the boy's favorite chick flick is 10 Things I Hate About You, by far!  He also likes Fools' Gold.  I love that I can watch these with him!!

So this one, I'm not exactly supposed to tell you he thought was adorable but I'm going to anyway.  He loved this one!


This movie had us both rolling with laughter.  When I found it on my Netflix streaming, he insisted we watch it.
This one is my favorite.  We watched this on my little bitty tv in my bedroom at the 'rents house.  He had recently had his back surgery and was high on his pain meds.  The funniest thing I have ever heard happened that night.  My little brother walked by and made some crack about Matt watching this and Matt replied with "It's cuuuute!"  Yep, he was gone haha!

I think if Matt read this, I would be in big trouble.  But that's what makes this post so much fun!  What is your guy's guilty pleasure?

Monday, August 15, 2011

Something Broke

I felt it snap
it was like guitar string
pulled
3 octaves too tight.

You plucked and tuned
until I wore
too thin.

There should be
raw ends and
unspun lines
but I don't feel it.

It's bleak
there's nothing
I'm blank.

Something broke
and now
it's gone.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Uncertain Truths

These past few weeks have been very trying times for me.  Hopefully I will soon be able to share some of this with you my friends, but I haven't seen the end of it all and don't want to make much out things that could be insignificant.

I have, however, come to some realizations about myself that I felt have changed me somewhat.  If you don't mind, I want to share some of these things with you.  You all have come to know me so well, some even better than I know myself, and have shared some of your innermost secrets and feelings with me, so I feel I owe it to you to do the same.

My beliefs have become very convoluted and mixed.  I believe in the power of the earth.  I believe we are not alone but what else there could be eludes me.  I believe that we must respect our place here on earth and respect the earth itself.  At times, I feel so insignificant that I cannot seem to even imagine where I fit in in this complex and enormous universe.

My past has also come back to haunt me quite a bit lately.  Things that I thought I had blocked out or forgot have come rushing back.  I've realized how messed up my mind really is at times because of these things.  I am damaged.  I have issues.  Yes, we all are and we all do, but I can't seem to come to terms with my past.  Every time I think I've got it under control, I lose it.  I don't think anyone really knows everything I've been through.  It scares me to share with anyone.  I'm afraid people won't respect me or will blame me for these things. 

Part of me thinks I will never find someone who can accept me with all my baggage.  Who won't judge or hold things against me when I do or say odd things.  Like, there are days I need to be completely alone.  No human interaction, no pups, nothing.  For some reason that offends people.  Yes, these tend to be the days I lock myself away and just cry.  There really isn't a reason, it just happens.  Or what I like to call "my moods."  I get severely depressed at times, for unknown reasons.  I can't explain what's wrong because I don't know.

I'm ready to settle down but at the same time, I'm afraid to lose my independence.  I don't want to have to answer to anyone.  I hate being questioned about what I'm doing or who I'm talking to or why I'm doing what I'm doing.  I need someone who can keep up with me but stand back and let me be me at the same time.

I miss the country.  Give me trees and dirt and (eek) bugs over all this concrete any day.  I miss being able to clearly see the stars and walk in the grass barefooted.  I need room to roam and escape.  I'm a country girl at heart, as much as I love the city.  I am high maintenance for a country girl, I like my clothes, shoes, jewelry, and electronics.  But I can have all this without living in the middle of town.  Without having to worry about waking my neighbors when I decide I want to have 50 people over to drink and have a good time.

I have to have a nightlife or I go crazy.  I'm talkin, bar one night, club the next, and naked pool beer pong the next!  Here lately, my free time has been spent drinking and partying.  Yes, I know I'm getting too old to do this all the time, but I don't care.  I crave the atmosphere.  I'm not one to sit at home every night watching television or the like.  I can't sit still.  I'd rather sleep all day and be up all night.

Maybe I've always known these things about myself.  Maybe I just need to get them out there and accept it all.  I feel like there is more to life than what I have been dealt and I want it all.  I want my own family, my nightlife, my country-in-stilettos dream.  I want to be accepted for the screwed up person I am and not be questioned because of my beliefs or past experiences.

So there is what has been eating at me.  It feels good to get some of that out there.  I have some catching up to do on all of your blogs and I promise to get on that pronto.  As soon as I get my a/c fixed.  AGAIN.  This computer kills me when it's hot in my house.

Hope y'all are having wonderful weekends.  Give the kiddos hugs for me when they head back to school.

G'night lovelies, and thank you for being here for me.  It is appreciated more than you will ever know.

Love!!

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Tank's Newest Experiment

Ever had an animal that likes to stare death straight in the eye and laugh?  Yeah I have one of those.  You've all met Tank.  If not, don't worry, this post will tell you almost everything you need to know about this sweet, headstrong, dumb puppy of mine.

So I'm sitting on my lunch at work, when I see a text from Matt.  It said something about Tank getting a hold of my camera case (camera is in my purse that is now out of his reach at night) and Matt's deodorant.  It also had a cryptic message about him possibly being really chill for a few days.  Knowing that there were allergy pills on the coffee table and that I had found an old bottle of muscle relaxers the day before and wasn't sure where I had left them that night.

Sure enough, the little shit had gotten a hold of the muscle relaxers.  Having no car (it's in desperate need of fixing right now), I had to sit at work and act like I wasn't having a panic attack.  Not only were those pills out of date, they were strong as hell.  I should have thrown them away, but with no doctor and a bad back I thought I would see if they would help even a lil.

Finally after 4 hours of going absolutely crazy, I got the chance to go call my vet.  The stupid ditzy girl they had recently hired answered the phone.  I gave her the name of the pills and asked what I should do.  She had no idea what they were.  Seriously?  For my back, they don't give you no name shit.  At least when I had a doctor she didn't.  After talking to her like a child, she told me to bring him in immediately.

How the hell was I supposed to do that?  Ask a coworker if I could borrow her car of course.  I rushed home to find a puppy who's pupils were so big I couldn't see the color in them and eyes more bloodshot than normal for this particular puppy.  He was acting fine, but Tank is my child.  I took him in.  And was told that they couldn't do anything for him and I'd have to take him to the AER that almost killed Roxi.

Uh, no.

I got my way.  The doctor gave him charcoal to absorb any of the pills that his stomach hadn't yet absorbed.

Little Man is doing fine now.  I was soooo worried though!!!  You have no idea.  He's my child.  I love that little shit.

Well I'm off to finish my beer and have a lil more fun tonight!

Love!!

Saturday, August 6, 2011

On Fire!!!

What?  Yeah, that's right.  I'm on fire.  Physically (mostly from the crazy Oklahoma weather, but partly from working out).  Emotionally (not in the good way, things kinda suck but that's life).  And my blog apparently!!  In my unintended leave of absence from my lil corner of the blogosphere, my lovely bloggie bestie Sarcasm Goddess gave me an award.  She's pretty amazing and absolutely hilarious, you should check her out!  She's the one who really got me out of my shell on here and basically killed my habit of blushing when blogging about vaginas and the whatnot that goes along with them.  She gave me this award because I "pierce my body without fear" and because I'm almost as awesome as she is.

If you haven't looked through my blog, then you wouldn't know that I have 11 body piercings.  That's right, 11.  I plan to add to that number, but I'm not sure what I want next.  I'll have to do a future post with a poll in it possibly.

Anyway, things haven't really changed much around here.  The dogs are still being nutty.  Although, Tank did decide to go on a dog's version of a panty raid this morning when we opened the backdoor for them.  He went through BOTH of my purses that were out on the end table and decided that their contents needed to decorate the backyard.  My checkbook, ID, debit card, cash, lotion, camera, GPS, and random other things were strewn about, shredded if possible.  NOT how I wanted to wake up today...

After cleaning up the yard as best I could, still looking for my house key... I called my bank to report my card "lost or stolen".  Yes, I'm lazy and instead of going in I just called that number.  Here's how the beginning of that conversation went:

Lady: blahblahblah bank how may I help you?

Me: Um... I need to report my debit card... uh... eaten by my dog...

Lady: Seriously? *giggles*  That sounds kinda like the "dog ate my homework" excuse.

Me: No really, he chewed it up... It isn't usable now....

Lady: Oh.  Well I can.... blahblahblah

Do they really think I would make up something THAT ridiculous?!?!?!  Okay, yeah they can see all the weird ass places I use my card, but still.  Doesn't mean they know me!!

So dumbass I am, instead of seeing if I can still use my card, I get it cancelled and now have little to no access to my paycheck I got 24 hours ago... I wrote a check for a damn T-shirt tonight!!  It was worth it though, it was a Fangtasia T-shirt from True Blood (vamp obsession, remember?).  Oh and I got another one for half off that has female super heroes and says "We Run This Town."  Love it!  I also replaced the clutch Tank destroyed above.  It was red and black leopard print and is absolutely perfect to use for going out!

Yeah I think that's about the only real story I have from my LoA.  I'll have more things later as they unfold, but I don't want to drag on and on, so on to the award section!!!





So the rules for this are: thank who gave it to me, 7 factos, and 10 recipients.  I think we can do this.  As I said in the beginning, the wonderful and amazing Sarcasm Goddess gave me this prestigious award.  She is the embodiment of awesome-ness.


  1. This award makes me super happy because I am a pyro.  I love the flames on the picture.  However, when I saw a local apartment complex on fire today I almost vomited.  I know people who lived/still live there.  It was awful.  Two buildings completely destroyed... Cars on fire... One of my coworkers/friends is probably staying with me for awhile because of this.
  2. I have lost 10 more pounds since I started working out!  I'm down to 176 which is amazing!!  I can fit some of my old clothes.  Still a ways to go, but I'm happy with the progress.
  3. I believe in ghosts.  I've seen and felt ghosts.  I don't care how crazy that makes me sound, I know what I've experienced.
  4. My great great some-or-other great uncle was the guy who pulled Belle Starr (Oklahoma outlaw) out of the river when she was shot off her horse.  My great great some-or-other great grandmother was with her when she died.
  5. My phone is dumb.  It has decided that it will only charge in the warehouse at work or sometimes when plugged up to my computer unless I want to hold it up in the air for hours.  I really need to call the warranty people about it... I miss my iPhone4...
  6. I've come to realize that some of the people I've been really close to lately are starting to offend me.  They make snide remarks or blow off how I feel about things.  I'm not one to be walked all over or ignored.  Maybe they should read this... I've started avoiding them when I can, they don't even realize it.
  7. My job has really been the bright part of my days lately.  I love my customers; the crazy old men, flirty guys, loving women, grandmothers, cooks, nurses, all of them!  Most people would say it must suck that work is the bright part of my day, but since all I seem to do now is work (meh, it brings in the moneys... that I can't really get to right now...) it's good that it's a bright part.

And for my On Fire Blogs!

If I have to explain my reasoning for choosing these wonderful women, well, you don't know good blogging!  Haha, just kidding, but still they are all absolutely amazing!!

Off to bed to begin this long ass week of work, but first finishing Ghost Adventures with Zak Bagan... yumm...

Love!!

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Buns of Steel--the Sassy edition!!!

That's right, I'm gonna work my ass off in the next few weeks!  Okay, not literally because I like my ghetto ass but it does need some toning and tightening.  I've gotten very sick of how out of shape I have been the last few years.  When you go from 130lbs at your best to 217lbs at your worst, you may have a problem...  I'm no longer that big but dieting and light exercise alone can only go so far.  I have the drive now to see something through til the very end.  If I hurt myself or get sick again, like I did the last time I tried the whole home workout thing, I'll slow down.  But no stopping this time.  I'm determined to look and feel my best! 

This is me in one of my high school plays.  This isn't even me at my smallest but it definitely illustrates what I'm getting at.

This is me at close to my heaviest.  I tried to avoid cameras at this point so I don't have many of me like this.  Oh the things I will do for my lovely Lil!

This is me a few months ago.  Much better than before, but not good enough for me.  As long as the boobs don't disappear I'll be happy lol!
So now that you know how much I have changed in weight over the years, let me tell you where I'm going to get my workouts.

Like I said above, I have tried this before (back when my knee injury was somewhat fresh and my asthma was going crazy.  My back was also near its worst at this point).  Matt and I tried p90x about a year or so ago and both failed.  I did, however, find my love for the Ab Ripper X workout.  I also love the stretch and I bet I'll love the Yoga X. 

I plan on incorporating those with some of the Insanity workouts and Jillian Michaels' workouts.  I need to watch those and figure out what I like before I decide what I'll keep and what I'll just do at random for muscle confusion.  I'm also going to get a membership at a local gym so I can work with stabilized weights and timed cardio.  It's open 24 hours a day so I can go after work without worrying about getting kicked out.  It also has free tanning so I can get rid of this pasty whiteness.  It's secure and card access only even during staffed hours and guests are not allowed.  I'm pretty sure I've found the place for me!  And it's around $30/month which is ridiculous in this day and age for unlimited gym/tanning!!

So tomorrow I will weigh myself and try to remember to do my measurements so we can get a starting point, and to make realistic goals.  50lbs is my start though.

Well I'm off to bed lovelies.  I have to work in 6 hours.  Sweet dreams!!

Love!!

Friday, July 22, 2011

I am SUCH a nerd!!

You guys know this by now.  If you don't, what rock have you been living under??  Well for those of you who don't know read about it here, here, here, here, here, and here.  I'll wait.

Sorry, fell asleep there for a bit.  Where was I?  Nerd.  Right.

Tonight was the season finale of one of my favorite History Channel shows, Swamp People.  If you haven't heard of this one you're missing out.  It's about people in Louisiana that make their living by hunting gators.  It's like the redneck Deadliest Catch!! 

The guy in front is Troy "Choot'm Liz!"

We've been watching this show since it started.  I even have my favorite groups: Troy & Liz, the Guist brothers, and RJ & Jay Paul (this one is gor-jus!!!).  On this episode, two of the groups go after the same gator, the Ruga-Roo, a giant 13 ft 8 in gator that has been a legend for years.  I won't tell if it gets caught.  You gotta watch it for yourselves!!

This is Liz.

Jay Paul and R.J.

The Guist Brothers

Seriously, this is my backwoods guilty pleasure.  And History Channel is one of my favorite things to watch period.  Cuz "it's made everyday".

Ok, well off to bed for now dearies!! 
(All photos via Google)

Love!!

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Wine Wednesday!!

Oh my!  Have you seen the new Old Spice commercial?  Fabio!!  *swoon*  That man aged nicely!  He is still one of the sexiest men I have ever seen.  If you haven't seen it, you should now

On to the wine!  I used to HATE wine.  Like if it was the only choice other than milk I'd pick milk (if ya'll know me then you know I can't stand the taste of milk and buy only soy/almond/coconut milk).  However, I have grown into quite the wino as I've grown up gotten older.  I don't really drink expensive wines, being that I'm still new to the "real" world.  (meaning=still on a college kids budget)

I have found some wonderful cheap inexpensive wines.  I keep at least two bottles of wine in my house nowadays.  My aunt gave me a little wine rack for Christmas and I've had it half full--at least--since then.  I have sooo many wines I want to share with you but I'll keep it to the three I currently have for this week.  One is an Oklahoma wine, so I'm really excited about that one.

I love wine!!


This is the Oklahoma wine.  This is definitely the best White Zinfandel I've had.  It's sweet but not sickeningly sweet.  It's not at all dry.  The raspberry tones are perfect, they don't over power the WZ taste but add to it.  If you have a chance to try one of the wines from Tidal School, I recommend it wholeheartedly. 

This little beauty is heavenly!  We found this one when the liquor store near work was having a wine sale.  It is definitely priced for a college town.  After we became partial to it, we found out its actually somewhat pricey in other places.  You can find out more about them here.  Oddly enough, this one isn't listed on there.
I know I know, this is the wine for people who don't drink wine.  But it's good.  And it was on my rack.

And there you have it!

Link up with Little Bits of Missy Me and spread the Wine Wednesday spirit!!




Love!!

I solemnly swear I am up to no good.

Matt and I had our first date night in basically forever earlier tonight.  We definitely need to do these more often.  Unfortunately work seems to get in the way as does the whole always being broke issue.  I know, I know it doesn't take money to have a date night but we watch movies and cook dinner together all the time.  Maybe a surprise fishing trip or picnic.  I dunno, those sound kinda corny.  What do you do for date nights?

We went to see Harry Potter and the Death Hallows part 2.  OHMYGOODNESS!!!  It was amazing!  It was the most true to the original story out of all the movies, or so I thought.  I don't want to give away any spoilers if you haven't seen it yet, which is hard as hell right now.  If you wanna chat about it just shoot me an email.  I will say I had a hard time picking a favorite character of the movie: Neville, Molly, Snape, I think I may have already said too much...

Oddly enough, it didn't have a lot of one-liners like the others did.  So in honor of Harry, Ron, and Hermione I am sharing with you some of my favorite things Harry Potter that I have found over the past several years while growing up with them.







Do you remember where you were when this came out?  I was in line for my first and last HP premier.
This makes me smile.  They look pretty awesome this way.

The only LEGOS game I haven't at least attempted.  I need to go buy this.

Who knew you could make a purse out of a book???  This is so very cute.

This is the purse I bought myself recently.  I wanted it for when I went to see the movie but alas overnight shipping is ridiculously too high right now.

MuggleNet--An awesome website with articles on all things Harry Potter.  You should definitely check it out!

J.K. Rowling Official Site--Need I say more???

The Leaky Cauldron--Another site for all things Potter.  It's pretty legit.

Lord_Voldemort7--The best Twitter account by an evil wizard I have ever come across!!

And last but not least, my newest favorite quote:

"Don't pity the dead.  Pity the living who have not known love." Dumbledore, HP7.2 (weird that blogger doesn't see Dumbledore as a misspelled word, but fitting, he was the only wizard Voldemort was afraid of).

I bid you all ado.

Mischief Managed!!!

Monday, July 18, 2011

Embarrassed? Me? NEVER!!!

In celebration of my new identity in the blogosphere, I'm linking up with the always funny (and one of my bloggie bff's) Sarcasm Goddess for her very first link up!  She has requested a recount of my most embarrassing moment. 

If you know me, you know my life should be FULL of embarrassing moments!

How about the time I drank waaaay too much at a fraternity Founder's Day after party, had to be carried up the stairs, and was dropped??  Nope.

How about the Wal-Mart trip I had recently where I grabbed two boxes of the same cereal (thinking I was getting two different ones) and coconut milk (thinking it was almond milk) and Matt decided it was hilarious and he should tell EVERYONE?  Not yet.

Or when Momma's BFF got a boob job and decided that I needed to grab her boobs in the middle of the local (where the rent's live) bowling alley??  At the time, yes.  Now, no.

What about when I flashed everyone at my senior prom?  I'm entirely sure anyone actually saw that but even if they did I don't really care.  I like my boobs so :P

I have quite the awkward life at times.  However, the most embarrassing moment to me is not something that happened just once.  It happens at least once a week...

When I sneeze.  I make this weird noise when I sneeze.  It sounds like a cross between a sneeze, a cough, a squeak, a squeaky dog, and a fake sneeze.  There is always someone who looks at me and asks "What the Fuck/hell was that?????"  Then everyone who has been around for awhile starts laughing hysterically.  I turn a hideous shade of violet/red and say in a tiny voice "a sneeze..." followed by "shut up!!" to the peanut gallery.

I realize this wouldn't be embarrassing to most, but it happens so often that it embarrasses the hell out of me.  Plus as often as I do stupid shit and my family/friends do stupid shit, that sort of thing only bothers me for a short time if at all.  These damn sneezes follow me everywhere!!!  Even if I go out someone HAS to say something.  Seriously?!?!?!

I really just want to throw something at these people or run and hide... I absolutely hate it.  I know this makes me sound shallow or vain or whatever (and I am somewhat) but I can't help it.

And there you have it lovelies, my most embarrassing moment(s).  Now go link up yours and read the other embarrassing stories!!

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Where Matt thinks we're taking a vacay...

Over my dead body...



I think I might actually be convicted of homicide if he tries to drag me here.

About to head to bed so I can get up early for my photoshoot in the morning.  *eek*  I'm nervous.

Love!!

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Swamp stink feet

I didn't have to work today until 3 pm.  So why the hell did I get woken up at 9am?!?!?!  Because Matt decided I needed to help him find the disc golf disc he lost yesterday.  The one he threw and the wind carried into a pond.  A pond that smells like swamp stink.  A pond that I had just seen a snake next to it.

Yeah, no.  I stood on the bank playing with reeds and a stick.

Seriously?  You wake me up to go smell swamp stink?  WTF???  He didn't even find the damn disc.  I woke up early to go stand and watch him fail.  And then smelled the swamp stink all the way home... My car still has a lingering stench...  I couldn't go back to sleep when we got home later.  So he decided it was errand time.  Not exactly my plan for my short day of work.



WTF was he thinking waking me up that early????  I was looking forward to sleeping in in my own bed.  Oh yeah, no more couch until the a/c goes out again.

Ever been woken up waaaay earlier than you needed to by a morning person?  Sucks don't it?

Off to drink myself into a happy stupor!!!  Lol, I'm off tomorrow so I plan on enjoying myself tonight.

Happy humpday!

Love!!!

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Red Hot Moon night

Another long night without a/c it is!  You would think a repair company would order parts as soon as they know said parts are needed.  Apparently that is much to much to expect in the middle of a record breaking summer when an a/c unit has stopped working.  I mean, I wouldn't want them to have to actually DO their job or anything.

I guess you can guess that, in fact, I did not get my a/c fixed today--after they showed up Saturday and said they would have the part today.  They were out when today rolled around.  But no worries, we were told today that they are having the part overnighted.  So only one more day until we know when we can sleep in our beds again.  No worries, I'm sure my fur-babies can stand another day of 100+ temperatures.

I really just want to give those stupid repair men a sharp kick in the gonads thank you for taking their sweet time and endangering all our lives making sure they have the newest part possible.

Off my soapbox now.

Things are still quite stressful in my life, but I'm coping.  I've dealt with worse.  It's just been awhile since I've had so many large things fall on me at once.  I really want to thank you guys for all your support, you have no idea how much it has lifted my spirits.  To know I can come here and pour my heart out to people some would call complete strangers (not me, I feel like I know yall better than most of the people I see on a daily basis) lets me know that I am not alone.  I have grown in my short time in our little community.  I have found an outlet for my stresses and a constructive hobby to spend my freetime doing.

Because of this personal growth, I have decided to rename my blog.  Come Saturday my blog will be under the name Sassy Miss Allie.  I was just going to change it tonight, but thought many wouldn't know what was going on and wouldn't stop by to see it.  I'll be working on new buttons this week, so don't forget to grab one.

I've also been debating on putting up some of my photos on Etsy.  I haven't really put most of my personal favorites on here but I'll slowly start doing so.  Let me know what you think, I love feedback.

"Red Hot Moon" Taken 7/11/11 on the HTC Inspire. Edited with Gimp.

Yep, that's a phone pic that I played around with.  The original is wonderful too.


I was quite proud of myself for this one and can't wait to print it off to put in my bedroom.

Thank you again for everything my friends.  Have a wonderful week.

Love!!

Monday, July 11, 2011

Never Pat a Pancake

Kerblehrgg... That's how I've felt this week.  With no a/c (again!), my weight loss plateau , boy issues, and a serious bout of depression (all of which I seem to have buried until yesterday...) lately I've been really down on myself.  I can't seem to keep my head up for more than a few moments before I am back to the bottom.

I've been in serious need of a pick-me-up.  Shopping yesterday helped somewhat as did girl time with my new gossip buddy Trey.  I still have a lot to do to get back to my sassy-ass self, but I think this challenge is the kick in the pants I really need right now.

CiaoMom created a Things I like About Me challenge and I'm more than happy to rack my brain for this one.

So without further ado I give you Things I Like About Myself:

  • My ability to talk to just about anyone.  It has gotten me through some hellish days at work.  I can find anything to talk about, as long as the person isn't a brick wall.
  • My tiny hands.  I get made fun of for having child-sized hands, but I love them.  My fingers are somewhat chubby for the size of my hands, but it adds to them I think.
  • My junk-in-tha-trunk.  I love the way jeans fit around my rear and the looks I get for it.  It makes me feel good when I know someone actually agrees with me on what is attractive (none of that stick figure crap, no offense if you are just not my cup of tea).
  • My bleeding heart.  I know this sounds like a bad thing, but it makes me who I am.  Especially when it comes to animals.  If it wasn't for this, I doubt I would have gotten Tank.  He was so pitiful and left alone without his brothers and sisters because of a herniated umbilical that no one wanted to pay to have looked at.  It didn't cost a damn thing!  Well other than some neosporin and a bandaid.  My little man is my big strong protector and I couldn't ask for a better companion.
  • My love of music.  I have a very wide taste in music, so I can find something for almost any situation.
  • My tolerance for things considered "not natural" or taboo or whatever in the Bible Belt.  I've never had a problem with the way another person decides to live their life (unless it's hurting other people of course).  I've never had a problem with people of different religions or ethnicities or sexualities.  I wasn't exactly raised this way, but I wasn't raised to think badly of them either.  My parents seemed to keep their ideals to themselves to let Bubba and I create our own ideals.
  • The fact that I'm a country girl.  I have no problem getting dirty, being out fishing or sweating outside (unless it's super duper hot like now), and exploring the world around me.  I love to camp, fish, hike, and all that jazz.  I'm one of the boys most of the time.
  • My sassy attitude.  I'm gonna steal a description I recently heard about someone else here.  I feel like the only way to describe my personality is to say look at a Lisa Frank product.  That's me: colorful, everywhere, and odd.  I have a spunk and a mouth on me that really can't be compared to anyone I know.  
  • How honest I am.  While I may very lightly sugarcoat something extremely rough, I don't lie.  I'll tell you what I think and if you're being a dumb ass.  I have no problem telling people off when they need it.  
  • My protective streak.  I am very protective of those I love.  You don't mess with my family or friends without fear of retribution.  I'm very passive-aggressive about it though, so you won't even notice until it's too late.  
  • I'm a new generation hippie.  I go barefoot, hug trees, save the whales, and prefer handmade and freetrade things.

As hard as this was, it wasn't too bad.  It may have given me a momentary boost that is much needed.  

True Blood helped tonight too.  I really identify with Sookie and Tara at times.  One seems to always have some sort of drama and the other is a firecracker with a short fuse, both of which describe my life.  The end kinda pissed me off though.  Stupid books have me expecting one thing and something else happens... This is what I get for reading most of the books before the series even started...

Off to bed now for me!  Um... well... actually I'm just gonna lay down on the couch I'm currently on and try to pass out.  Gotta stay coooool!!!

Have a wonderful week!!

Love!!

Oh!!  I forgot, never pat a pancake while cooking because it releases the air in the middle and makes them gluey!  I didn't know that until tonight.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Doin the No Pants Dance

Seriously, I am.  Well I don't have pants on anyway.  It's too hot in my house to dance... That's right my a/c is out... again!!!  So is the one at work...  If I had a hammock, I'd sleep outside tonight.  It's cooler out there than in my house which is quite sad...

Sorry had to pause to chase Tank down the road... in this:

Yep, I'm in my underwear and one of Matt's wifebeaters... I'm glad its the middle of the night here or I'd be in trouble.  Too many kids live in my neighborhood for me to get away with that.  Please ignore my gross bathroom... 4 people sharing a bathroom and all but 1 being male makes for a hard to keep clean bathroom.

Anywhooo!  Today is Day 22 of my photo challenge.  The challenge is to post a picture of something I wish I was better at.  Really?  Um, taking over the world work?

Haha just kidding.

I'm gonna recycle a picture or two from a non challenge post here.


Frisbee golf (aka disc golf or frolfing).  I love playing this game.  I just wish I was good enough to compete and be sponsored.  I love that Matt and I can play a sport together.  I also love that I can actually play a sport that won't hurt back but still gives me a good workout.  I also wish I had more time to play it.  I'm always working it seems.  If I'm not working, I'm sleeping.  I go only if Matt and I have a day off together.  I just can't seem to find the motivation to go alone, it's a competition sport.  I love it though even if I'm not as good as I want to be.


So I'm sitting here in my underwear watching Power Rangers with Bubba and Trulock.  This whole no a/c thing has definitely killed any and all modesty I had left.  Not that there was much left to begin with.  This would be completely awesome if I wasn't sweating my balls off!!

We went to the Second Friday Art Walk earlier tonight.  I had so much fun!!  If my phone wasn't dying and my charger dead I'd upload pictures of what we bought.  Well minus the present I got for Sarcasm Goddess.  It's a sur-prize.  I found something that made me laugh almost as hard as her posts do, so I had to get it obviously.

Ugh... I gotta get up soon... I'm gonna lay in bed and sweat until my alarm goes off...  G'night!!

Love!!

Friday, July 8, 2011

Day 21--Something I wish I could Forget

Ok so here's the deal peeps, Allie doesn't like to forget things.  The things I've gone through have made me who I am.  They made the random, erratic, crazy bitch you guys seem to love (don't know why though).

But there is one person that really and truly I want to punch in the face right now (more so than the evil neighbor kid who pokes Roxi with sticks, SG! we can sacrifice this one first!).  As yall know, Bubba is my best friend.  So fuck with him, you fuck with me.

This fucker broke Bubba's heart.  Nuff said right???  But NOOOOO he's been talking shit about him since they started dating!!!  Like I said, I'd like to forget him.  He makes me blindedly angry.

Now that I got that off my chest (sorry, more profanity than usual, see previous statement)....  I know I promised Fourth updates, but I can't find my camera cord so you'll just have to wait. :P

The ac at work broke.... AGAIN... I swear these people do not know how to get things repaired properly.  I'm pretty sure I could fix it better than they have (helps that dad works on them though).



Oh!  Check this bad ass chick out!  She's hosting an awesome blog hop and you should join.  Oh and stalk us both!










Anyway, Bubba is here so I'm gonna get off here.  Go watch the new season of True Blood, seriously.  You need to.

Love!!

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

What?!?!?!

Casey Anthony basically just walked with a slap on the wrist!!!! I'm in shock!!!!

Monday, July 4, 2011

Time to Celebrate!

Today is the day!  We, as Americans, come together despite our differences and celebrate our great nation.  I don't know about you, but I'm ecstatic to head out to the lake and eat/drink myself to death with my family.  This year things are a bit different for us.

Usually we have a huge neighborhood party with food and swimming, but this year we are going out to my parents' boat house at the Muskogee Boat Club to celebrate with the members and our good family friends.  I am super excited to start a new tradition with my family.  With Bubba and I both moved out of the house, it's time for a change.  We've all grown up and things in our lives have changed.

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I know we are the only country that celebrates today, but every country has their own holiday of some sort.  Even if they are for different reasons, the spirit is still very similar.  We all have pride in our countries even if we don't agree with everything.

How do you celebrate the Fourth?  If you are one of my wonderful friends from other countries, what unique holidays do you have and how do you celebrate?

I leave you with some wonderful quotes I found today:

You have to love a nation that celebrates its independence every July 4, not with a parade of guns, tanks, and soldiers who file by the White House in a show of strength and muscle, but with family picnics where kids throw Frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies die from happiness.  You may think you have overeaten, but it is patriotism.  ~Erma Bombeck
 
Freedom has its life in the hearts, the actions, the spirit of men and so it must be daily earned and refreshed - else like a flower cut from its life-giving roots, it will wither and die.  ~Dwight D. Eisenhower
 
It is easy to take liberty for granted, when you have never had it taken from you.  ~Author unknown, sometimes attributed to M. Grundler
 
We on this continent should never forget that men first crossed the Atlantic not to find soil for their ploughs but to secure liberty for their souls.  ~Robert J. McCracken
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Sunday, July 3, 2011

Thoughts on freedom and coming home.

It's so strange being the youngest in the room, by far.  Usually Matt or Bubba are here with me.  At the moment, it's Momma, Daddy, Mom's bff, bff's husband, and K (not sure when she came into the picture for sure).  I feel like I'm a child again at a family get together, sitting in the floor, listening to the grownups talk and gossip.

I've come to realize that my parents are no different than me.  Ok, maybe very different in some ways.  As I sit here and listen to their conversation I wonder where I got my political and personal beliefs.  Don't get me wrong, my parents aren't nut cases but I wonder how I can see things so differently.

For example, they were discussing a coworker of Momma and Momma's bff.  He converted to Islam.  Supposedly to piss off his father or brother or someone like that.  He takes his carpet out to do prayers at work, as well as wears a turban and traditional Muslim garb.  He has also taken the belief that it is offensive if a woman speaks directly to a man or looks directly at them.  Now this is all heresy, as I have heard it told by my parents and their friends.  This apparently offends my parents and friends.

First off, Momma and her bff work at a Veteran's Affairs Hospital.  So I can understand not wanting someone to blatantly be disrespectful of the workers or those they are taking care of.  But at the same time these very veterans are fighting for the right for this man to be able to do this.  Why does it offend them so much?  I don't know how I would feel about it.  I really don't.  I'm not a veteran and I haven't been put in this situation.  It just seems like they are afraid of the very things they are fighting for.  I have the utmost respect for our country's veterans, but I have respect for what our country was founded on too.

Personally I don't think we should be forced to learn another language in primary school just because a good percentage of our immigrants speak it.  I think we should WANT to learn new languages and customs.  Why would we want to isolate ourselves?  We were founded to be tolerant and to accept all customs (as long as they don't harm others), but our country is fighting against these very principles.  We think we can tell people who to love (didn't work in the 60s, why would it work now?), who to worship, and what to think.  That's not what this great country was created for.  Our ancestors were escaping these very issues when they fought the revolution.

These are thoughts that go through my head as a toss back another glass of wine and crack open a beer to celebrate this wonderful time of the year.  A time to remember the sacrifices made.  A time for family.  A time for tolerance.

What are your thoughts?

Happy Fourth of July to all!

Love!!

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Link Love Friday (on a lazy Saturday) and Day 20

I know I know, it's not Friday.  Well Friday was full of work work work and then trying to pack to go see the folks this weekend. 

And here I am still at home.  Stupid migraines... I'm gonna fight this and make the most of the rest of the weekend.  First thing's first.  A couple fun little link up's.

I'm joining Curvy Lady for her Link Love Friday topic this week:
LINK LOVE FRIDAY QUESTION
What was the last song you sang in the shower and what would Simon Cowell say if he heard you? 
 
My go to shower songs tend to be anything by Katy Perry.  Lemme tell ya, I can belt it on that shower stage!  Simon would be in tears after hearing me.  Tears that he can't hear anymore haha!  I won't let that stop me though!  Just imagine me doing my version of this video while sudsing up before work every morning!


Inspirational!  
Or this one?


Just scandalous, I tell ya!


I could replicate either of these in any shower, any time, any where in the world!

Anywhere in particular I would want to do my versions?  Why yes, thank you for asking!
My top 2 places I want to travel (day 20 of the 30 day photo challenge, in case you're wondering) are these:

Ireland, home of over half my ancestors.
Amsterdam, one of the most tolerant places on Earth.












I know I know, two completely different yet stereotypical places to go.  I plan to take a metro as much as possible between the two (yes, Ireland is an island I know this) so I get to see a good chunk of the places in between.

If you are joining from the Lady Blogger Social Tea Party, welcome!  If you are just stumbling onto my humble abode, take it all in at any pace you feel comfortable with!  

I hope you will stop back by sometime.

Time for some ice cream and chocolate w/ some tea for this horrid migraine episode....

Have a happy Fourth!

Love!!