Wingaplooza

Hey there, ho there. Make sure you say that with a Minnesota/North Dakota accent. It makes it better. Sorry I flaked out last week. I had planned on posting 4 days but only got three done. Oops.

I figured that since I did something last weekend I' come and show you all the beautiful pictures from it. lol.
Blake, my dad, stepmom, and I went to Tulsa on Saturday for a little thing called Wingaplooza.

Yes, a festival dedicated to wings. I was so excited about it. But before we could go I had to sit through a stupid work meeting. We're getting 20 new menu items in case anybody that reads this is an Olive Garden addict. We'll be getting different things in every week until the 24 of Feb. Anyway...because of the stupid meeting we had to wait to leave until about noon.

It took two hours to get Tulsa, like always. Blake and I never even had a fight about my driving. Write that down. He thinks I'm a scary driver, so he says. I think he likes to give me a hard time. We get to wing fest, get in, get our free beers. Yes, free. Thank you Groupon. Then we head out to munch on some wings and find my dad and Brandee. That's when we noticed something weird. The second and third booths we went to were out of wings. There were 25 restaurants at the expo, and unfortunately we only got to try 8-10 of them. But we still had so much fun! It was nice spending time with the family and the manfriend. And i had some really good wings. Some restaurant had a raspberry chipotle flavor and it was delicious. Soooo good. But my favorite was from a place called Naples that was actually right across the street from the place we were at. It was a wine bar but apparently they had wings. I wanted to go eat there but Blake said no.

We ended up at an Irish dive bar that was super cool. It was called McNellies. They had all these mugs on the wall with different people's names on them and I wanted to know what was up. So of course I asked our waitress. If you drink 300 different beers there, you get the mug. So yeah, they have over 300 beers. I looked over the menu and ordered myself a Boulevard 80 Acre Hoppy-Wheat beer. It was really good. I've had their raspberry wheat before and it's delicious too! I felt like this pub was my place. lol. We missed brunch by 35 minutes which sucked. But what can ya do! 

All in all, it was a great trip. I'm ready to go back!

Should I Really Be Sharing This?

It's Wednesday...and we all know what that means. It's humpday. Also it's my weekend. Woot woot.

But most importantly...it's time to confess with Kathy. Duh. I feel like I'm Catholic when I say I'm here to confess. Forgive me kids...but I have sinned.

- I confess... I'm writing this from my bed because I'm too lazy to get out of it. I mean once I actually get up I have  A LOT to do today. I just wanna lay in my bed with my little puppy forever.

I feel the same way kitty.

- I confess... I got my car back and it's broken again. Seriously I got it back yesterday and I went to open the driver side door and I couldn't. See last January I broke the door handle off in an ice storm. Oops. Well, there was still a little part that was attached that I could pull on to open the door. The fucking fuckface that is a the tow truck guy pulled it off for some reason or another. It wasn't even lose or close to coming out. I will NEVER use that towing company again. He got back in my car after he got it to the shop, and he didn't need to. Then he proceeded to lock the keys in the car and just drop it off in the parking lot. He didn't tell the guys it was there or anything. I had a feeling I should have followed him and I wish I would have. If he couldn't have figured out how to open it, go to the OTHER FUCKING SIDE that works just fine and open the damn door. I'm bitter about it if you can't tell. Now I have to drive the swaggin wagon longer.

- I confess... I hardly ever listen to pop music anymore but I do when the commercials come on my country radio station. But I was listening to it just now and some song came on about putting your hands in my the holes in my sweater. The fuck? Why would you have holes in your sweater? I mean, i don't want a holy sweater. I'm wearing that shit to stay warm. See why I don't like pop music? It doesn't make since.

except for Kesha...I love her.

- I confess... I'm obbsessed with farming. Like I have a game on my phone called Hay Day it's like Farmville but not. I spend countless hours trying to take care of this stupid farm. It's embarrassing.

- I confess... I'm off to a business expo today! I don't know if you've ever been to one but you get all kinds of free swag. What's better than that? If you have local business expos I highly suggest you go. I get so excited for ours.

my reaction to free stuff

That's all I've got today my loves. I'll see you tomorrow. Hopefully with something a little more exciting to say. No promises.

Take It From Me

When I was younger, I hardly ever believed any of the advice people gave me. Wait, did I say younger...well it's still kinda true. I'm just one of those hard headed, stubborn people and I only hear what I want to.

But that never stops me from giving advice. I give advice like it's nobody's business. And people are always asking me for it.

When I saw that one of my new favorite reads, Melissa at Making Melissa was hosting a link-up called "Take It From Me" I knew I had to link up. It's a great idea!

Take it from me when I say...

Don't stay in a relationship just because there is a child involved. I know that's it a good idea to be together for the kids, but if you aren't happy, don't suffer. Kids know that kinda thing. And they deserve better than two parents that are miserable and suffering.

If you're buying a car, don't buy it from somebody you know. You'll feel like they ripped you off when something breaks on it. Then you'll resent them. It isn't fun.

Always remember, tomorrow will probably be better. It's not a shitty life, it's a shitty day.

If you don't know what you want to do with the rest of your life, it's ok. If you hate your job, find a new one. If you're in college and you've tried every major they have, there's nothing wrong with that. You'll figure it out.

If you're in debt with some credit cards, don't go shopping. I know that at times it'll be the only thing to make you feel better, but when you get your statement, you won't feel better again. Learn what a spending freeze feels like. They really suck.

When you're happy, share it with the world. If you're having a great day, send some of that greatness someone else's way. Just a smile is all it takes. Don't let anyway take the happy from you.

When all else fails, take a nap.

This Needy Blog

I can't believe I've been blogging for two years. It doesn't seem like it's really been that long at all.

Yesterday was this little space's birthday. I wasn't here to celebrate with her, so we are celebrating today!

She loves Marilyn just as much as I do.

This morning she gave me a list of things that she would love to have for her birthday. I thought I'd take the time and share it with you.

1. A new layout. She sure does like to change the way she looks. I mean in blogland, two is really like 12. So she needs a fresh new face. This babyface isn't working out for her anymore. Those are her own words.

2. A viral post. I told her to give me time to work on this. I know that every blog wants a viral post but it isn't always that easy. She doesn't believe me. Any ideas on how I accomplish this task?

3. More people to love on her. It doesn't matter if it's through comments or through followers. She just wants more attention. She figures that since she's 12 now, people should want to be her friend more. I'm telling you she's a needy bitch.

4. She got a little snarky with me and told me she'd appreciate it if I was here more than once a week. She said something along the lines of "every day dammit!" I don't think she realizes the work it takes to get here everyday.

That's all she asked for this year. Maybe we can make it happen. She told me I have to make it happen or else...or else what is what I want to know.

Happy Monday friends.

HumpDay Confessional

Ahh man. It's been quite a week. If you wanna talk chaos come sit by me.

I thought that since I'm actually blogging today, I'd link up with the ever hilarious Kathy and give you some confessions. You ready for this?

- My car broke down on Sunday. All together now..."Chloe, you really need a new car." I haven't been able to do anything about it because I've worked days all week. I finally got around to calling some place my grandma told me to call and they said sure, have it towed in here. But it'll probably be Friday before we get around to looking at it. Fucking awesome.

- I'm driving....wait for it...a minivan. I'm so embarrassed. I've always said that I will never ever ever drive a van. And look what I'm doing. The one nice thing about it is that it has a radio. That's nice. But it's still a van. I feel like an old lady. And I sure as shit can't drive it like I do my car. It takes this van 15 seconds to get up and go. It's pathetic.

- I also got a ticket while driving said swaggin wagon. (that's the name for it to make me feel better). Yes, the girl who will never drive a van got a fucking speeding ticket in the van. And this time, I wasn't even speeding on purpose. I was in an area I'm not used to and bam! there's the police. I almost cried. I'd be much happier if my swaggin wagon was like Ellen's. Shit, I'd just be happy if her's came to me.

- Baby fever is going on really bad over here. I need a lock and chain on my ovaries stat. My cousin, who is more like my brother, just had his first baby. A sweet little boy. Normally I think that little boys look like grumpy old men but this one doesn't. He's perfect. And I'm probably going to kidnap him.

- Silly me was looking at cars on the interwebs last night. And I found one that I really really want. Problem being...I don't have a down payment. I know it's not the end all be all, but it helps a bit. I still think I'm gonna go talk to them after work on Saturday. It's the same car I have now, just a year newer and black instead of red. But hey, I'm not over my cobalt. It didn't work right and I want one that works right.

Thoughts About Rain

It's raining. Actually, it's thunder storming. I love the peace and calmness of it but sometimes it brings me trouble. 

I'm sitting in my house with out any lights on or anything on for that matter. I just finished catching up on parenthood and I've turned the tv off. 

My mind started to wander. And it wandered to the little girl who's never been away from home during a storm before. 

I can't help but wonder what she's doing, how's she's feelings, and what she's thinking. I hope that she isn't too scared. But a part of me still wants her to be somewhat scared. I don't want her to be grown up enough to not want her momma just a little bit. I still want that young naive little girl to need her momma to comfort her during a storm. 

Someday, she'll be big enough to sit and enjoy the storm like I am now. Hopefully that day is far off in the future. 

It amazing what my momma heart feels necessary to feel. I've never worried about anybody else in a thunderstorm. And I've never worried about her during a thunderstorm before. But once they're gone from underneath that little shelter of a wing you try and give them, worry is the winner. 

This is what the house is like during a storm. So dark but beautiful. 

A Kinda Sorta Resolution

Resolutions...everybody has them, not many people follow through on them. I'm one of the former latter. I wait until New Year's Day and then make some bullshit resolutions to "make my life better." Blah blah blah.

Well, as of last year, I gave up

on resolutions. I did choose a word of the year last year, and I did great with that word for the beginning of the year. I think if I do that again, I will make a plan as how to follow it. Or maybe I'll choose different words for different months. Who knows. Anyway...it wasn't perfect but it was better than making a resolution.

This year, I'm back to making a resolution. Except, it's not really. This year I'm going back to school. Yes, I made a reference about how I never went to class yesterday. I shall change that. 

As I've said before, I've never known what I wanted to do with my life. I went to school for 4 years and I'm still 8 billion credits away from graduating. I think it was a combination of things such as I couldn't stand the school I was at and I didn't know what I wanted to do. I started as a business and comm major, then I switched to PR, then I switched to undecided, then I went back to business, and last but not least I wanted to be a paralegal. Yeah, that's a headache for me to remember to.

I've always been interested in the medical field. But not the blood, guts, and gore end of it. I can't handle that shit. I wondered about Hospital Admin but I realized that you never really get time off and that's not what I wanted to do with a child. And there was nothing else I could think to do. Until Christmas time. I decided that I want to back to school to be a pharmacy tech. I can't explain why I think it sounds like fun. It just does. It's not a job that I wanted where I can sit in my office and blog during the day (maybe someday I'll have one of those), but it is the job I wanted in the sense that I'm not doing the same exact thing everyday and I'll be busy on my feet all day. 

There are 3 schools in my area that have pharmacy tech certificates. I have one that I'm waiting for them to call me back. It's also the one I really want to go. But it depends on $$$ too. I want to get a new car this year, and I don't want to have to choose between the two. 

So yeah, that's what I'm gonna do with my life. For now anyway. Who knows where I'll be in 5 years.

That's for my dad. He loves Adam Sandler and watching Billy Madison is always something that reminds me of him. And the fact that he really wanted me to go back to school. 

Hey Hey

Well well well, look who finally decided to show up to class. And everybody wonders why I didn't finish school!

You'd think that I could have been here more since Christmas Eve but I took a nice little holiday break. i actually meant to come back on Monday but the nasty weather brought sickness along with it. Seriously, I couldn't even look at my phone because my head was pounding so bad. My momma had to drive me to the dr because I was so woozy and weak I probably would have wrecked my car.

I got a nice little flu swab. Ya ever had one of those? They stick a cotton swab way up your nose. And I mean way...like I think they were touching my brain. I had tears streaming out of both eyes. Never again. EVER. It's just a sinus infection, the worst sinus infection in my fucking 22 years of life.

I could tell you about you NYE but I don't wanna. It was ok, not great, not terrible. However, I did kiss two people at once on midnight. And I was sober. And I did pee outside...so ya know drunk Chloe came out for a bit, but just a bit.

I have an announcement to make. So come back tomorrow. I just wanted to do a little check in with y'all. Hope your 2014 is off the chain! I don't know why I said that. Just smile and agree with me.