OHP

I was absent yesterday due to being an emotional stressed out crazy lady girl. I was supposed to start school yesterday but couldn't because mini me had pink eye. I got all dressed and ready, (ie showered, did my hair, put effort) yesterday then got a call from mini's school saying her eye was pink and crusty please come get her. BLAH. I was pretty bummed out. I don't even like school all that much but had convinced myself this was going to be a good semester. Here's my outfit

Do you know how hard it is to get to go to the bathroom alone sometimes? And when I'm in the bathroom taking pictures it's even harder. I won't ever be a fashion blogger. Fo sure. I look awkward. 

So I wasted this good outfit on a lazy day. Oh well. 

That's all I want to talk about it. There was more shit that irritated me but it's not worth talking about. On with some pins!

Source: powerofmoms.com via Chloe on Pinterest

One Hundred Dollar Allowance...thinking about modifying this for my life.

Source: alocalchoice.blogspot.com via Chloe on Pinterest

Tomato soup macaroni and cheese. YUMMM.

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Cat's right.

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I'm doing this. Every week of the year, you save that set amount of money. A dollar the first week, two the second...etc. Doing this.

Source: theglitterguide.tumblr.com via Chloe on Pinterest

Pills of glitter. Just what I needed yesterday. Pop it open and have glitter everywhere. 

Source: etsy.com via Chloe on Pinterest

I want these.

Source: thechive.com via Chloe on Pinterest

True story. Dogs, cats, and children.

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Source: skreened.com via Chloe on Pinterest

I need this.

Source: Uploaded by user via Laura on Pinterest

Yep. True story.

Karma Gods Must Hate Me

Man what a weekend. I'm so glad it's over. Yeah, it was so bad that I'm going to be happy that the damn thing is over.

All weekend long I worked. Par for the course. Not a big deal.

Saturday was rough. We had an 8 am meeting on top of a double. And all I got was a measly 30 minute lunch break. At the meeting we got free wine though. And we tasted the new stuff we're coming out with. After the meeting it was straight to work. No time for sleep.

It was a rainy Saturday. After a beautiful 60 degree Friday. 30 degree rainy Saturday. Ick. The rain started on my break at 230. I ran to Mickey D's for some shicken nuggets. (that's how the little says it.) Ate and went back to work. When I got back I decided that I didn't want to park super far away from the doors even though that's where employees are supposed to park. I wear a white shirt and didn't want to be the only participant in the wet t-shirt contest. So I parked close to the door. Anyway...it rains, no biggie. Then that shit turned to ice. Ughhh. And we were dead. The longest our waiting list got was 7 names. That's nothing compared to the 30-35 we're used to on a Saturday night. Finally it was time to go home at last. Except we had ice all over our cars. So I went out to defrost that bitch and the doors were frozen shut. I gave it one hard pull and let go. Then one more and the door started to open. And then this happened.

Yeah, that would be a door handle. In my hand. Not on the car. Can you say FAIL much?? I no longer have a door handle on the driver's side of my car. And I didn't even pull that hard. Yeah, that means I can't get in my car from the driver's side either. Life is grand. Then, I couldn't get the passenger side opened up either. A couple people came to help but I didn't want to pull that side off and be fucked forever so I said forget it and boyfriend came to get me. I left my car at work for the night and that gave me the worst feeling ever. I work right off of the interstate and I was scared somebody would try and steal it. Don't get me wrong, if somebody wanted to steal the damn thing go right ahead, but I had a lot of shit in there. I always have a lot of shit in there.

I got up Sunday morning and called work to make sure I still had my car. Sure enough, nobody wanted it. I spend the day with boyfriend and he takes me to work. I make him get the passenger side open because I wasn't about to do it. He gets it open and I go into work. Life is good. After two hours, it's time to go home. I can't complain, didn't really want to be there anyway. I go out to my car and start to get in, except the damn door is frozen shut again. So I take my keys and dig the ice out of the door with them. Tug, nothing. Clean and tug again, nothing. Then I realize the door is locked. That wouldn't be a big deal to most people. Well, my passenger side lock is mangled and I can't get my key in. Lovely. Now, I'm locked out of my fucking car while the driver side door is unlocked but I can't open it. Boyfriend locked the damn thing without even thinking about it. Another $25 and 30 minutes later, my locksmith is there. Thank god. I've never been more happy to get in this piece of shit car then I was the day I first got it and didn't realize how shitty it truly was.

I guess this is what I get for parking where I know I shouldn't. It won't happen again. Thanks karma. Point proven. The positive of this mess, now the whole family agrees I need a new car. Finally!

Books & Letters

Last year, I did my first ever blogger swap. And I loved it! Ever since then I've been addicted to them but, as I said in my resolution post, I have to slow down on them.

This month I'm taking on the Books 'n Bloggers Swap hosted by the fabulous Miss Angie and Beth who came together to create Chaotic Goddess Swaps. This was the first swap I did and I got Angie herself as my swap partner. So of course, when I saw it was time to do the swap again, I was in.

The premise is real simple. You buy 3 books for your partner, one of your favorites, one that is on their wishlist (which is provided), and a book that you've never read that you think your partner would like!


So go sign up, maybe we can be partners!  And I have some Friday's Letters for you guys. Because blogger block is still in charge of my mind, but it's slowly fading.  Dear Boyfriend, I love you. Love love love you. Sorry for the mushyness but we're just so good right now. It feels amazing, no petty fights, no big fights, just peace, fun, and love between us. Can't get much better.  Dear School, You start Monday, however I don't go until Tuesday. And while I'm excited for you for the time being, give it a good four weeks and we'll be enemies again. At least I'm taking some fun classes and have an awesome schedule. I can't complain.  Dear Teagan, I miss you. This is my weekend with you and I'm going to spend at least 10 hours at work tomorrow. Boo. But on Sunday I don't work until 5. Which is a pointless time to go in but whatever. I just want you and me to hangout and do whatever you want to do.  Dear Car, I can't wait until this love/hate relationship between us is over. I hate that you have so many problems and cost me an outrageous amount of money for being such a piece of shit. I love how beautiful you are. Red and so pretty. You're very me on the outside and I love it. But I just can't handle you anymore. I have to get a new one.  Dear Job, BLAHHHHHHHH. I'm not feeling you lately. Could be because I don't have any more days off to look forward to. Could be because I can't get a decent paycheck to save any damn money. But I love most of the people I work with. I've made great friends =) Dear Tv, Thank you for coming back! I'll be doing a post Monday on what I'm most happy to see. I can sit on my ass and lose my mind in some tv. Mhm!  Dear Blog World, I love you to pieces! Thank you for giving me a hobby. I love my relationships with my bloggy friends. Those girls mean a lot to me and you all crack me up. I love your faces!

I'm linking up with Ashley at The Sweet Season.

Real Quick

Yesterday I told y'all that I had a fb page for this little blog. It was brought to my attention that this link was just taking people to the fb home page, well I fixed it!

So go like me on fb because...well why not?

Nothing To See Here

It's Thursday for all you wonderful people. I'm pretending it's Wednesday. I work all weekend long and my only day off was Sunday. I get excited when the week goes by fast but when I work all weekend it doesn't matter. So my Sunday was really Monday. Get it? Ok, well I do. Congratulations on the fact that after today you only have one more day of hates work!

I was traveling through the interwebs reading everybody's blog, when my girl Jordan posted a really good idea. It was along the lines of giving something up for a week. Then something different for the next week that month. Fast food, soda, etc. My only problem is, I don't know what the hell I'd give up. I mean of course fast food and pop but what the hell else? It's not like I do much of anything. Hmmph. Give me ideas???

Also, I was thinking of a doing an uncluttering project. Thinking 40 bags in 40 days. But, I live at home and can't throw all my mom's stuff out. Well, I could, it's easy for me but she'd cry. And we don't like to make people cry. Well, that's a lie. Sometimes people deserve to cry. So I was going to do like sections in my room...but I need ideas for that too. I have my closet as bag number one. And 2-40 are empty.

That's all I've got today. Nothing. Nada. My mind has been empty for two days now. I'm starting to worry. Eeekkk. I'm gonna go start planning out my daughter's birthday party so that I have it all planned but I procrastinate too long and all my planning goes to shit. See ya tomorrow cupcakes. Hopefully something comes to mind by then.

How I feel today. You have no idea.

I'm linking up with Jena at Recently Roached for This 'n That Thursday. Because it's all this and none of that.

Scary Scary

Remember when I told you I hated fb but that I would never ever leave because it has a death grip on my heart? Well, this little blog of mine now has a fb page. It's not all pretty yet, but we're getting there. There's a little social media icon over there...click on it and like it...no options. Just do it.

And now for some real business. I have nothing to write about. De nada. And then I realized I have a billion projects started and dammit I could finish one. So let's get to know me.

I was going to update my 22 before 22 but I just re-read it and it's dumb. I don't like it. What a difference 9 months and becoming a better blogger makes. So none of that. And I'm not making a new one because I turn 22 in 36 days. Yes, I'm keeping count. More on my birthday later. We've got 36 days to talk about it!

I know that most of you weren't my cupcakes when I posted this. Did you catch up? Good...The second thing on that list is to 3 legitimate fears and how they became fears.

Number one biggest fear in the history of fears are frogs. I'm terrified. Legitimately can't breath/panic attack/ kind of fear when I see one of those fuckers. I hate them. This fear stems from my mom. She's always been terrified of them because when she was little one jumped on her face and clung to her. Ugh. Can you imagine. It was scared she was scared...fuck that. Boyfriend lives out in bfe and has a pond in his back yard. They love to come around in the summer. When they're on the sidewalks I stand completely still and don't breathe. I figure out how to get the fuck around it without that bitch moving. Most of the time I walk 200 feet out of my way and then I'm on frog look out all night. We had one in our basement one time when I was in junior high, it was camping out in front of our dryer. Mom and I both needed in there but couldn't do it. I had to call a friend who lived down the road to come get it for us.

My second biggest fear...flying. UGH. I've never been on an airplane before. Ever. And if I didn't want to travel and go places, then I wouldn't ever care. I'm terrified of them crashing. Like wtf, they say you're less likely to die in a plane crash than a car accident but fuck it seems like every day they're talking about how this plane went down and la-de-fucking-da. Terrifying. I can guarantee that before I fly, I will indulge in a couple of xanax, as much liquor/beer/alcohol I can get into me without feeling terrible.

And third...I'm afraid of people. Not just any type of people but people who might be planning to do something bad. I know that sounds weird. I've grown up in the generation of shootings. Schools, malls, movie theaters, etc. Shit freaks me out. That's part of the airplane fear too. That somebody is going to hijack it and kill us. I have a vivid imagination and this is all part of it. So I guess it's not a fear of people, just a fear that somebody is going to kill everyone. Most of my fears resolve around this.

There ya have it cupcakes, I'm a freak. I would be scared out of my mind if I was on an airplane with a frog and somebody started shooting.

Inappropriateness

I couldn't not tell you about my weekend because for once I did something, so I'm linking up a day late. And also because my life seems to always be habitually late.  In case you missed it, my dad wrote a guest post for me yesterday! Check it out because its pretty on point. You may not like the title but his post has truth. 

This weekend was nice for me I worked a double Friday and then off Saturday. I hadn't had any peace and quiet since before Christmas Eve so I took Saturday off. I originally had plans to be a somewhat efficient human being and get some stuff done but it didn't work out. I sat on the couch in my jammies with my dog on my lap.

Gah I couldn't fix her crazy eyes.

After a long cuddle session, Wife and I went to the local deli and had lunch. We also got the side eye from some crazy bitches the whole time we were there. Apparently, by walking in to the deli we committed the ultimate sin. I don't know what the hell there problem was. Except we were cuter, younger, and a lot more fun. haha. We had enough of side eye so we went to Starbucks to use our gift cards. I got her and myself one for Christmas. Mine was just so I could get a gold card =) I'm becoming a Starbucks junkie and it's all the blog world's fault! 

Then I came home for a nap. Because I had the worst headache of my entire life. Blah. So I took what was supposed to be a 30 minute nap that turned into a 2 hour nap. See, I was expecting my mom to come home but she was late because she went to the store. Of course. When I woke up boyfriend wanted to know if we were going to go eat at Tokyo Japanese Steakhouse. I was still frazzled and in my jammies. But I said sure. Our friends were all going because Saturday was Chelsey's birthday. She turned 23 with the angels. So I got dressed, and hightailed it to eat. 

My crazy hair

                                   

Boyfriend's idea of a good picture. Can't you just see the uncomfortableness in my face?? 

Let me tell you a quick story, there were 13 of us who went to eat, but everybody that has been to a hibachi grill knows that there are more seats than that. This table just so happened to have a family of 5 at it. A mom, dad, two daughters, and one of their boyfriends. And they were all stiff and uppity. And boyfriend kept talking about shit that was so inappropriate in front of this family. Cue dagger eyes from mama bear over there. And uncomfortableness in this picture. 

A better one but not great. 

After our Hibachi dinner, where the waiter made sure to embarass a few of us (haha, they deserved it) we took ourselves over to the bowling alley for some pitchers rock and bowl. What's rock and bowl you say? It's where they play really loud music, turn on black lights and other crazy lights and you bowl. Woooo! I don't bowl though. I have this problem with not wanting to embarrass myself in front of people. But I drank! Nasty ass Miller and Coors light. But beer is beer is beer. A great time was had by everybody.

Under a black light you can see highlighters better. 

Wife and I. Hahaha I don't know what she was doing. 

Some of us girls. I learned to not have a boy take our picture because most of these look funny.

See, his idea of pictures. Lovely isn't it.

I wish this looked way better. What is a guy's problem with a camera? lol. 

And that was my weekend!