The Best Holiday

I haven't even started my post yet and it's already wearing me out. I had to go search every social media site I've ever been apart of to find pictures for today's post!

I love Halloween. I don't know if it's my favorite or not because when it's here I say it is, but when Christmas gets here I say that it is. Anyway...I do love Halloween. More than I love a lot of things. I mean free candy, at my age I can still wear a slutty costume and get away with it, and parties just make it all the better. 

When Helene and Sarah announced this link up I actually thought it was next week. I got super excited because I could mush and gush about how Blake and I started dating on Halloween. Then I realized that it was too early so I thought I'd take it back to when I started dressing up again. Consequently, it was the year that Blake and I got together. It was also my first year in slutty costumes. I thought I would be original and be a gangsta. It's...interesting. 18 year olds don't make the wisest choices but that's why they're fun! Apparently my bra was hanging out like that all night. Why god why? 

And just because I love this picture...we had just had the talk and we were "official".

p.s. I used to be a blonde.

The next year I didn't really plan on being anything. I didn't have a lot of money and I didn't give myself any time. So I through a few items from my closest together and decided to be a cowgirl. I like this the best because all I had to find was a cowboy hat. And apparently I thought that I should have some boobs. I mean...I do have boobs but again, I guess I thought they should be out for everybody to see. I also apparently decided that I wasn't going to take any pictures with my own phone. I don't know why. 

And then there was last year. At the bonfire we went to I won sexiest costume. And it's all in thanks to my wife. I had her pick almost all of it out. We went as a bride and groom. It was super fun. And I can still wear a couple of the things I bought for it! Yes, the boobs came out but they looked a lot better. I don't think that I was skinny enought to pull it off though. Oops. 

This year we don't have anything planned =( and I don't think I'm getting a new costume. I might have to throw something together from all of this. Anybody have any ideas? I HAVE to do something. 

Concert People

Happy Friday cupcakes. I don't know if I've hit an all time low or high because I'm currently blogging from my bed. I can't lie, it's pretty great. I'm comfortable and warm and just feel like I'm in the right place. Or I'm just lazy and can't bother with being an actual human person today and I don't want to change clothes or associate with anybody. I might even take a little siesta when I finish this post. =) This is what Fridays are all about.

So I went to see Florida Georgia Line on Wednesday night and it was fucking amazing. Those boys can party hard. And I wouldn't mind partying with BK. Mmhmm. But seriously, I saw them when they opened for Luke and they were good but I didn't pay them much attention because I wasn't into them yet. So this time around I was super pumped and it was everything I expected it to be. 

Since this is like my 8th concert this year, I thought I'd give you some ways to make sure you enjoy yourself. You ready?

(1) Always have at least one kind of alcoholic beverage. That's the first rule of every concert. I couldn't handle the crowds if I didn't have some liquid of some sort running through my veins. The more you have, the less you care about everything but the band. Also, the more you have, the more likely it will be that you won't be able to stand up and you might try and sell your boots. Or pee outside. But always have some.

Always have something to drink. Or many somethings.

(2) Go with the right people. This would have been number one but I like booze better so it won. But seriously, if you go to a concert with the wrong people, prepare to have a terrible time. The right people won't make fun of you when you have to stop and lay down because you drank too much and you might need to puke. And they'll push you away from the huge fight that's happening because they don't want you in it. And sometimes they'll take your phone and take a picture from way up high because they know that you can't get a good one. =) Blake was awfully nice to me. 

(3) Know your venue. I had been to Dallas Stadium before so I knew what to expect when we went to see Kenny again. I've been to the place that we're going to go see Keith at tomorrow. Although it's been 6 years, I kinda remember how it's set up. What I didn't know, was anything about the venue where we saw FLAGA Line. It was at a private college and that shit was small. Like, no matter where you were sitting you had good seats small. Not too hard to get lost in. Also the most important reason to know this is so that you know where the beer guy is. Remember, he's  the most important.

(4) If you can save yourself from it, don't go to a concert at a college. This may just be my personal preference but it wasn't my favorite. College kids are drunk asses. I've never partied with college kids before and I had no clue that I would get to watch some "awesome" girls and guys share slobber with each other. Seriously on Wednesday there were these two drunk girls who were making out with these guys that I assume were their boyfriends the whole time. Like you know, the drunk sloppy makeout. THEN THEY WOULD SWITCH GUYS. Like seriously??? And drunk college bros are asses too. They don't give a shit who they stand right directly in front of. ugh. End rant./

(5) This is the most important. Have a good fucking time. Take too many pictures, sing as loud as you possibly can, have horrendous dance moves, do whatever makes you feel like you had the best experience of your life. Because that's how you should feel after every concert. And I can say that I have had the best experiences so far. =) Because anytime there are confetti cannons after a concert, you know you did it right!

Of course I'm linking up with Whitsicle for #backthatazzup Friday. And I'm gonna join Sarah for Fan Friday too. Because duh. 

I can't get this song out of my head. And it's appropriate for the weekend I'm about to have!

Being Chloe

I was reading Steph's blog yesterday and found out that there is a link up going on about names. Now that's new and original. So of course I have to play along.

Chloe...I like my name. I think it fits me perfectly. My name used to be unique and in school I was the only Chloe for like all 13 years. Even in my college classes there weren't other people named Chloe. So ha! However, today it's all the effing rage. And that rages me. You can walk in to any 2nd grade class and I'll bet that you have one or two Chloes. But it was my name first so I win.

My mom named me Chloe because she told my grandma that she wanted to name me Zoe and my gma said no. So as a joke she said how about Chloe. They loved it and that was that. My dad wanted to name me Jennifer. I'm glad he didn't get to choose that. Sorry to any Jennifers out there. No offense, but it's just not me.

If you go to Urban Dictionary and look up Chloe, the third entry is totally me. Chloe means all sorts of different stuff depending on what site your looking up. But the most common I've seen is that it has something to do with green foliage or shoot of plants. I hate plants.

Nicknames haven't always been the best though. There's always those mean people in school who have to change everybody's name to something gross or mean. Unfortunately I got stuck with hoey or blowy. True story. My mom and I were talking and she was like I liked it because I couldn't find any mean words that rhyme with it. She didn't try very hard. However, now that I'm out of school people don't call me that anymore. Most people call me clover. My dad sometimes calls me Cloveee. A guy I work with calls me Chloe Kardashian and I love it. No shame. A couple people have called me cholo. You know...like a hispanic gangster. I have a song about me. =)

 And let's talk about the mispronunciations. Dear god  I wonder if people can't read or sound out words sometimes. Here's a nice little list of everything people could possibly mispronounce.
- ch-low-e (ch sound)
- co-lee
- shilo (da fuq right)
- shlow
- cleo (i hate this one the most)
- clow

When I was a kid I was always pissed about my name because you couldn't ever find something with Chloe on it. Now I love it and I wouldn't have it any other way. And I share the same name with the coolest Kardashian. Winning. I love Kloe even though her mom fucked up how to spell it. Good job Kris.

Stories about your name? Link up!

I Confess

Last day of work for the win! If I make it through today then I'm off the rest of the week. Sounds glorious doesn't it. I think so. Tomorrow night is Florida Georgia Line, Thursday night is my daughter's school program, I don't have anything planned for Friday but who wants to go back to work for one day? Saturday is Maple Leaf and then I have to get in the car and drive for four hours to see Keith Urban, and then on Sunday I'm gonna have a nice dinner with Kyla and my Auntie. Busy week ahead.

So let's get on with this confession...

I confess

- Charlie Hunnam is no longer playing Christian Grey because he's too busy being Jax. I can't say that my feelings are hurt one bit. Now all the fans girls won't care who he is and I won't have to listen to them talk about him. 

- I don't know how people waitress their whole lives. My body feels like it's falling apart. I've even thought about going to a doctor because I don't think 22 year olds are supposed to feel like this. 

- I'm way too behind on my tv shows already. That's never good. The only things I've actually kept up with are Sons, Walking Dead (it just started, I can't be too far behind), and Two Broke Girls. Where did tv loving Chloe go? 

- I've been thinking about going to the dentist lately. That's the scariest shit ever but I really need to go. I wonder if my insurance covers sedation dentistry.

- I'm laying in bed writing this with no pants on because the legs got wet and I'm too lazy to put another pair on. 

- I'm also over here today. Go check it out. I tell you something really interesting that you might want to know about me.

- I'm going back to bed now because I'm dead tired. But first...seriously how in the hell do I stop feeling like a 70 year old lady. 

How to Handle Your Liquor

Well, here we are. We made it to Monday. Sad face. Let's just skip Monday and get right to Wednesday because I get to go see Florida Georgia Line! Eeeep. I'm so pumped.

This weekend was a good one. Friday consisted of work and going to bed at 9 like the old lady that I am. Grandmas just love them some damn sleep. Saturday I worked for 12 hours and then went to the Wife's new house fora bonfire. The weather was perfect for a bonfire. Still chilly but not too chilly. Just great! But unfortunately...I blew chunks by the end of the night. That means it was  success right? Sure. 

So today I thought I'd give you my rules of drinking. I don't always follow these rules but when I do I'm in for such a nice treat.

1. Always drink your liquor before beer. Ok, this isn't my rule and everybody of legal drinking age should know it. But I don't like to follow rules. Nope, nope I don't. I went jager shot, jager shot, beer, fireball, fireball, jager, beer. Bad bad bad. 

2. Mix your liquors. I should have learned this after my 21 birthday that I never told you about. If you wanna make sure that you're gonna blow chunks and feel like shit the next day, always make sure that you mix liquors. As I said earlier....I mixed the wonderful Jager and Fireball. The two are so unalike it's crazy. The only way you can to break this rule is by having long islands. I mean obviously, they have all the booze in them already. 

3. Always drink on an empty stomach. Because nothing says I feel like I should blow chunks tonight like not having anything to eat for the past 10 hours. 

4. Stay classy. This applies to everyday life. Not just drinking. 

5. After you blow chunks, go back outside to the party. Sit there for about 5 minutes, feel sick again so go sit in the wet grass to feel better. Then go to bed. 

And that's exactly what I did.

The Quarterback

Happy Friday loves! I had a different post in mind for today but I just can't get last night's episode of Glee out of my head. So I'm gonna talk about that instead. I'm so sorry for a sad post on a Friday!

I watched Glee last night. I haven't really watched the show since before the last season but last night was a tribute to Cory/Finn. And god it was heart wrenching. I didn't cry over the loss of Cory. I think I cried more over the loss of Finn. I was a Gleek when the show was first out. I loved the shit out of it until most of the original cast had "graduated". I cried for the people who lost their friend, and for Lea Michelle, who lost her best friend and the love of her life.

Normally Glee doesn't do classy. And this time they did. That episode was perfect. It was a beautiful tribute to a life that was taken too early. A life that could have been saved.

As I was scrolling through the #RememberingCory trend on twitter, I noticed that a lot of people looked up to him as an idol. I've never lost an idol and I can't imagine how it feels. But I have lost a good friend. And so I wept for the cast of Glee. I cried for their pain and the fact they have to go on without their friend. They have to live each and every day in a way that would make him happy. I cried because the emotions that they portrayed weren't acting. Those emotions were theirs and for them to put them out there like that had to be hard. I read somewhere that they didn't have to do more than one take for almost all of the scenes because they were that real with emotion. I don't know if it's true, but if it is, well kudos to you Glee cast.

So today, laugh a little louder, smile more, and don't forget to tell people that you love them. You'll never know when somebody will be taken from you. Freak accidents happen all the time. And make sure that your dash is worth it in the end. It doesn't have to be long, but make sure it's full.

5 Things

Who doesn't love a good ol' get to know me post? I know I do. So I thought I'd share 5 things about me with you today.

But first I have to tell you that I think my phone hates me. See, on Friday, it took a little a little tumble out of my hands and met the pavement face first. Womp womp. Did I mention that I was still sober when this happened. I felt like an idiot. I hardly ever drop my phone so yeah, she's mad at me. I dropped her face first and didn't really wanna pick her up. But I just had to know. Fortunately for me, there wasn't even a scratch. I thought that all was good. Until Monday. Now she's freaking out on me. I think she might have internal bleeding. Whenever I go to check my emails any new email I open will be replace with my confirmation of joined Luke Bryan's fan club from a year ago. Weird. And some of my texts come in as unreadable and there's nothing that will make it work. Oops. So pray for my phone. Because she can't die an early death. She has to wait until May. When I get the newer gold version of her.

Now on to our actual post.

5 Things...

You'll find in my purse

- A billfold with $3. I feel sorry for anybody who tries to rob me.

- The cuffs to my hoodie, because I need them at all times ya know.

- A calculator I've had since 7th grade with mascara all over it. It still works.

- Receipts all crumpled up from too many fast food joints. Majority of them being taco bell.

- A charger to my phone. Don't pretend you don't do the same thing. 

You'll find on my DVR

- Sons of Anarchy. I wasn't a fan of the beginning of the season but shit has gotten intense.

- Eric and Jessie, Game On. I knew I needed to watch this when I found out how good looking Eric Decker is. And he's on my fantasy team so I had to support him. 

- Big Tips Texas. I love shoes about girls who work at bars. And pretty much any train wreck reality show on MTV.

- Nashville. I love me some country music so of course it's on my DVR. And Scarlett...I love that girl.

- Two Broke Girls. I love this show. It's my jam. I wish I could say half the shit Max says to her customers to mine. Waitresses and cupcakes...right up my alley. 

You'll find in my bedroom

- Piles of dirty clothes. And I mean piles.

- A Halloween candy bucket that I stole from my daughter last year. I can't just let her have all that candy at one time. Plus I was eating on it too. 

- A pile of clothes behind my door that don't fit Teagan. If I put them in bags she goes through them and says why are you getting rid of this and then puts it in her drawer. Little shit. 

- A Marilyn Monroe picture that's effing huge. I need to hang it but I need help and nobody wants to help. 

- My favorite place in the whole world...my bed. =)

I'm currently in love with

- Sweaters. Fall is here in the morning and I love it. I can throw on a sweater and my leggings and stay warm.

- Pizza. I'm on a serious pizza kick right now and it's all I want to eat. Yummm.

- Pumpkin anything. Again, it's fall. I bought some pretty candles and they smell sooo good.

- Halloween. It's one of my favorites. I love dressing up and being scared. 

- Daryl Dixon. He comes back on Sunday and I'm ready! I was watching some of the marathon and I was so excited when he was on screen. I'm ready!

If that doesn't give you some in sight to my world I don't know what would. Love you bunches cupcakes! One more day till Friday!