This, is amazing. That is all.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Clean Up, Clean Up, Everybody, Everywhere
Ugh. Today has been quite the day. Mostly because it started out with Ender puking. Yes, puking, all over. Then, we cleaned most of the day. This is an excellent thing to do, and now my room is super duper sparkly. However, I am not a good cleaner at all. AT ALL. I can't focus! I wish that I was like my Mom, who can clean really well, and get things done. I am one of those people where I will find something random on the floor and say "HEY, oh my GAWD! What is this?! Is this a treasure from Egypt?! Is it a long lost piece of jewelry?! Oh. No. It's only the back of my earring. Sweeeeet! I've been looking for that." Then I will proceed to wander around and look at things because I have lost the flow of what I was doing. It's rough times.
Obviously, it takes me a long time to get things clean.
It is now done though! WOOO. It is so pretty and sparkling, and I got all my new computer stuff set up on my desk, and the old stuff put away in my closet. Things, are good. And tomorrow, I get to run lots of errands with my Mom to get ready for Christmas.
Quite the eventful day. That is all. xx
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Happy Birthday Severian!
So, technically yesterday was Severian's birthday. Yes, seven years ago (yesterday) I went into the hospital and had my first child cut out of my stomach like a little alien. Severian made me a Mommy, and it has been a crazy seven years since he was born.
We had his birthday party today, mostly because he was at his Dad's yesterday. It was super fun, he got his glow dome that he has been asking for everyday since the moment he saw a commercial for it. He also played with it all day, that was way cute. He had a Cars cake, and Star Wars decorations. Way fun.
Other than that, today was not way amusing. Sev got all art things for his birthday, and a bin to put them in, since he loves to create things. And, the kids played with them most of the day. Now they are watching a Christmas movie before bed. WHICH, BY THE WAY is a RECORDED movie, because apparently, they don't have kids Christmas movies on tonight. Which I found weird.
All in all, it's been a pretty good day. To make this blog more amusing, however, I give you this:
We had his birthday party today, mostly because he was at his Dad's yesterday. It was super fun, he got his glow dome that he has been asking for everyday since the moment he saw a commercial for it. He also played with it all day, that was way cute. He had a Cars cake, and Star Wars decorations. Way fun.
Other than that, today was not way amusing. Sev got all art things for his birthday, and a bin to put them in, since he loves to create things. And, the kids played with them most of the day. Now they are watching a Christmas movie before bed. WHICH, BY THE WAY is a RECORDED movie, because apparently, they don't have kids Christmas movies on tonight. Which I found weird.
All in all, it's been a pretty good day. To make this blog more amusing, however, I give you this:
Look, I know I don't blog, but I am going to try more!
Alright, I know that I am no good at blogging recently. Mostly, because I am lazy. I will admit it. I know, it's terrible. However, I am going to pull the "I have three children" card, and say that's why I haven't blogged. It's no excuse, I know it. I have time on my hands recently though, and, therefore, I think that I should blog more. Plus, blogging, similar to working out, makes me happy. I need to do more things in my life that make me happy.
Since I haven't blogged, for, OH, like a year. Here is what happened.
I have been in two different theater productions. They were super awesome and fun. I would post pictures of them, but I don't want to right now. Sorry. I have dated and broken up with two boys. No, they were not mistakes, they were both good guys, just, not the right guys I suppose. And, they were younger than me, which puts things that we want on two different levels. I quit my job, and went back to school. I have been doing American Sign Language for the past semester, and will probably continue it next semester. Next Fall I will go back to Westminster. Also, just so you know, I am going back to Westminster because I am an educational elitist. I need to be perched back up on my white tower, thank you very much.
To make some MONEH, I work at my family's business, which is a bar. This is kind of funny since I am a terrible drinker, and didn't know the difference between Vodka and Tequila until I started working with my Dad. Not. Even. Kidding. Mind you, my dad has owned a bar, for, hold on, let me calculate...MOST OF MY LIFE. However, I was never that girl that stole her Father's liquor and had crazy parties. I made movies with my friends, and went toilet papering. That was the extent of my rebellion. I like the bar business though, the people are funny, and I enjoy it.
As of today, all my children have turned a year older than they used to be. I now have a 7, 4, and 3 year old. They are pretty much awesomer than any child ever. For instance, I went on a date the other night, and my oldest turns to me and says "Mom, if he kisses you, remember to be sexy." First off, I am not sure where he learned the word "sexy" well enough to put it into a sentence, which makes sense. Second, I laughed so hard I snorted. Wrong of me? Perhaps. You would have laughed too if you had of been there.
For the record, I apparently was sexy. Just saying.
Alright. As for now, that catches you, my reader, up on what has been going on in my life. Cause I know you have been on tenterhooks since last April. You know, when I blogged last. I HAVE to blog more now though, because, you see, I GOT A REALLY COOL MAC for Christmas. A Mac. It just screams USE ME, USE ME. For real, it's so pretty that I have to give it what it wants. So, blogging will be a part of my life now.
That is all for now, but I will blog more tomorrow. WOOO!
Since I haven't blogged, for, OH, like a year. Here is what happened.
I have been in two different theater productions. They were super awesome and fun. I would post pictures of them, but I don't want to right now. Sorry. I have dated and broken up with two boys. No, they were not mistakes, they were both good guys, just, not the right guys I suppose. And, they were younger than me, which puts things that we want on two different levels. I quit my job, and went back to school. I have been doing American Sign Language for the past semester, and will probably continue it next semester. Next Fall I will go back to Westminster. Also, just so you know, I am going back to Westminster because I am an educational elitist. I need to be perched back up on my white tower, thank you very much.
To make some MONEH, I work at my family's business, which is a bar. This is kind of funny since I am a terrible drinker, and didn't know the difference between Vodka and Tequila until I started working with my Dad. Not. Even. Kidding. Mind you, my dad has owned a bar, for, hold on, let me calculate...MOST OF MY LIFE. However, I was never that girl that stole her Father's liquor and had crazy parties. I made movies with my friends, and went toilet papering. That was the extent of my rebellion. I like the bar business though, the people are funny, and I enjoy it.
As of today, all my children have turned a year older than they used to be. I now have a 7, 4, and 3 year old. They are pretty much awesomer than any child ever. For instance, I went on a date the other night, and my oldest turns to me and says "Mom, if he kisses you, remember to be sexy." First off, I am not sure where he learned the word "sexy" well enough to put it into a sentence, which makes sense. Second, I laughed so hard I snorted. Wrong of me? Perhaps. You would have laughed too if you had of been there.
For the record, I apparently was sexy. Just saying.
Alright. As for now, that catches you, my reader, up on what has been going on in my life. Cause I know you have been on tenterhooks since last April. You know, when I blogged last. I HAVE to blog more now though, because, you see, I GOT A REALLY COOL MAC for Christmas. A Mac. It just screams USE ME, USE ME. For real, it's so pretty that I have to give it what it wants. So, blogging will be a part of my life now.
That is all for now, but I will blog more tomorrow. WOOO!
Monday, April 5, 2010
WHY?!
WHY IS IT APRIL 5TH AND SNOWING!?
I am so cold, I have been cold for days, DAYS I TELL YOU! Easter was super fun, but it was COLD.
I CAN'T EVEN MAKE A NORMAL BLOG POST BECAUSE I AM SO COLD, I THINK MY FINGERS ARE GOING TO FALL OFF AND THEN I WILL BE TYPING WITH THE STUMPS OF MY FINGERS. I AM SO COLD THAT I CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO EVEN SHUT OF THE CAPS KEY!!! WHERE IS SPRING!!!!!!!!
And where is a boy who will cuddle with me? HUH EASTER BUNNY?! Fat good the Easter Bunny is when you are an adult. He just brings you Easter Candy which makes you fat so that you can't go out and date again. Rude. I hate you Easter Bunny.
On the plus side my children have been on a sugar high for the past two days and were running around the living room in circles today. OH, did I mention they were completely naked and screaming? It was awesome.
That is all. I can't even think, I am so cold. My feet are blue, BLUE.
Ok not really. I guess I see where Severian gets his drama from.
I am so cold, I have been cold for days, DAYS I TELL YOU! Easter was super fun, but it was COLD.
I CAN'T EVEN MAKE A NORMAL BLOG POST BECAUSE I AM SO COLD, I THINK MY FINGERS ARE GOING TO FALL OFF AND THEN I WILL BE TYPING WITH THE STUMPS OF MY FINGERS. I AM SO COLD THAT I CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO EVEN SHUT OF THE CAPS KEY!!! WHERE IS SPRING!!!!!!!!
And where is a boy who will cuddle with me? HUH EASTER BUNNY?! Fat good the Easter Bunny is when you are an adult. He just brings you Easter Candy which makes you fat so that you can't go out and date again. Rude. I hate you Easter Bunny.
On the plus side my children have been on a sugar high for the past two days and were running around the living room in circles today. OH, did I mention they were completely naked and screaming? It was awesome.
That is all. I can't even think, I am so cold. My feet are blue, BLUE.
Ok not really. I guess I see where Severian gets his drama from.
Friday, April 2, 2010
The Jokes on YOU, MUAHAHAHAHA
Alright, so this blog is going to be quick, but, it is funny nonetheless. So, I have a statcounter on my blog. This was mostly installed with the ex's gf (now wife) came to my blog and posted on it, I thought to myself, 'self, I would like to know when she checks my blog', so, I installed a statcounter.
Now that you all know that I ESTALK YOU, I think I should share how funny it is to see some of the hits that I get. While I usually don't know who is who, sometimes I will get a random hit from some random state, that I don't know anyone in. Usually, I just assume it is a friend of a friend bloghopping, however, sometimes, it comes through and it shows me the path that person took to get to my blog. Essentially, it shows me the web search they did, usually through google. Here are some of the top 'searches' that have pulled up my blog:
"I love single moms"
"Hot single moms"
"Easy single moms"
"Single moms who love"
"Single moms in bed"
If you haven't guessed already, all of these hits come through because boys are looking for Pr0n (or porn to you non-computer gamers out there). Every time I see something like this, I have to laugh, because here they were thinking they got a GREAT porn site, and what do they get?
Just me. And this blog. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. More than likely now that I have said the word "porn" in my blog, I will see a ton more hits. And they will see this blog. And be disappointed.
THAT WILL TEACH THEM!!! muahahahaha.
That is all...for now... bowchickawowow!
Now that you all know that I ESTALK YOU, I think I should share how funny it is to see some of the hits that I get. While I usually don't know who is who, sometimes I will get a random hit from some random state, that I don't know anyone in. Usually, I just assume it is a friend of a friend bloghopping, however, sometimes, it comes through and it shows me the path that person took to get to my blog. Essentially, it shows me the web search they did, usually through google. Here are some of the top 'searches' that have pulled up my blog:
"I love single moms"
"Hot single moms"
"Easy single moms"
"Single moms who love"
"Single moms in bed"
If you haven't guessed already, all of these hits come through because boys are looking for Pr0n (or porn to you non-computer gamers out there). Every time I see something like this, I have to laugh, because here they were thinking they got a GREAT porn site, and what do they get?
Just me. And this blog. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. More than likely now that I have said the word "porn" in my blog, I will see a ton more hits. And they will see this blog. And be disappointed.
THAT WILL TEACH THEM!!! muahahahaha.
That is all...for now... bowchickawowow!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
There is no charge for awesomeness, or attractiveness
So today I had an interesting conversation with a friend of mine. He asked me if I had any hot dates this weekend, and I told him that I actually did have a date, tomorrow. (I have a date tomorrow by the way. Like. A real date. Very exciting.) He then asked me what I do to attract boys. I didn't really understand what he meant, so he said, "You know, do you dress up and show a little cleavage, or like what?" I laughed at him and said "Honey, I don't have any cleavage to show off." That was kind of the end of our conversation, however, it got me thinking.
What do I do to attract the opposite sex?
Well. I mean, lets face it, what do I do OTHER than just stand there and look pretty? (insert narcissistic laugh/snort here). No really though. I think that I am unsure on how to attract the opposite sex.
Obviously I have been hit up for less than valid reasons (remember the Single Moms Are Easy Story. Also, I swear to cow if I ever see the sentence "hey, wanna come over to my house for a .... movie...." in my text box again I will go freaking POSTAL. I KNOW WHAT THAT IS CODE FOR, AND IT IS NOT CODE FOR LET'S WATCH A MOVIE!) Boys generally don't want to 'date' a girl with three kids though. So, what options am I left with?
I suppose that I could just NOT tell boys that I have kids, and spring it on them when they pop the question. "OH YES, YES, I'll marry you! Oh I love you honey, by the way, come on over to my house, there is someone I want you to meet...kids, meet your new DADDY!!!" That may work.
I also could just tell boys that I am actually NOT interested in a relationship at all, treat them like dirt, don't text them EVER, but give them just enough attention that they stay intrigued and obsessed with me. That seems to work for the boys, why couldn't it work for me? OH THAT'S RIGHT, I'm not a bitch. Scratch that idea.
I think that the answer to my friends question, is that I attract boys just by being myself (please, right now, I want you to think of the Genie in Aladdin when he says just BEE yourself! That's what I just thought of just now). You see, I never really try to be someone different. I am a weird little girl who likes Broadway musicals and old movies. I don't like to watch horror shows, and I would be perfectly happy if you wore suspenders and looked like any of the boys off of the Big Bang Theory. The best date for me would be to take me to a play and then talk about Harry Potter (by the way, that date has happened. Still the best date of my LIFE)
Being myself doesn't really bring me a huge following of boys. Especially boys who want to date me, because generally boys who like musicals and dancing like other boys, so, there tends to be that obstacle in our way. HOWEVER, I HAVE FAITH that I will one day meet Mr. Right with this crazy tactic of mine. And one day he will also win the Nobel Prize. SNAP.
My boob job that I am going to get will TOTALLY help that along though. I am not. even. kidding.
HEART YOUR FACES.
And while it would be awesome to say that the boob job comment was an April fools day joke. It isn't.
What do I do to attract the opposite sex?
Well. I mean, lets face it, what do I do OTHER than just stand there and look pretty? (insert narcissistic laugh/snort here). No really though. I think that I am unsure on how to attract the opposite sex.
Obviously I have been hit up for less than valid reasons (remember the Single Moms Are Easy Story. Also, I swear to cow if I ever see the sentence "hey, wanna come over to my house for a .... movie...." in my text box again I will go freaking POSTAL. I KNOW WHAT THAT IS CODE FOR, AND IT IS NOT CODE FOR LET'S WATCH A MOVIE!) Boys generally don't want to 'date' a girl with three kids though. So, what options am I left with?
I suppose that I could just NOT tell boys that I have kids, and spring it on them when they pop the question. "OH YES, YES, I'll marry you! Oh I love you honey, by the way, come on over to my house, there is someone I want you to meet...kids, meet your new DADDY!!!" That may work.
I also could just tell boys that I am actually NOT interested in a relationship at all, treat them like dirt, don't text them EVER, but give them just enough attention that they stay intrigued and obsessed with me. That seems to work for the boys, why couldn't it work for me? OH THAT'S RIGHT, I'm not a bitch. Scratch that idea.
I think that the answer to my friends question, is that I attract boys just by being myself (please, right now, I want you to think of the Genie in Aladdin when he says just BEE yourself! That's what I just thought of just now). You see, I never really try to be someone different. I am a weird little girl who likes Broadway musicals and old movies. I don't like to watch horror shows, and I would be perfectly happy if you wore suspenders and looked like any of the boys off of the Big Bang Theory. The best date for me would be to take me to a play and then talk about Harry Potter (by the way, that date has happened. Still the best date of my LIFE)
Being myself doesn't really bring me a huge following of boys. Especially boys who want to date me, because generally boys who like musicals and dancing like other boys, so, there tends to be that obstacle in our way. HOWEVER, I HAVE FAITH that I will one day meet Mr. Right with this crazy tactic of mine. And one day he will also win the Nobel Prize. SNAP.
My boob job that I am going to get will TOTALLY help that along though. I am not. even. kidding.
HEART YOUR FACES.
And while it would be awesome to say that the boob job comment was an April fools day joke. It isn't.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Princess Poop
This is to funny not to blog about. A few days ago my daughter went poop in her diaper, as children are wont to do. Especially ones who wear diapers. As I was changing her diaper she said "Uh-oh! My poop pink!" Mind you, her poop was not pink. I said "Your poop is not pink silly girl!" And she responded with "Yes, my poop pink, pink like princess, princess poop."
The subject was brought up again today while my mom was babysitting her. My mom said something to the effect of "Yeah, Katalina poops pink princess poop." Katalina just nodded her head and said "Yep".
My daughter is officially a princess, and poops pink princess poop. I have also officially blogged about poo. How awesome am I?
The subject was brought up again today while my mom was babysitting her. My mom said something to the effect of "Yeah, Katalina poops pink princess poop." Katalina just nodded her head and said "Yep".
My daughter is officially a princess, and poops pink princess poop. I have also officially blogged about poo. How awesome am I?
Monday, March 29, 2010
Party Like A Rockstar?
So, I went to Vegas right? I had all these great intentions to be super awesome, party till dawn every night, meet wealthy men who want to marry me, and win a million dollars. In a word, I was going to be...a ROCKSTAR. I planned it. I wanted it. It did not happen. This weekend, I learned that I could never be a rockstar. While Vegas was super fun, and we did a whole lot, I am TIRED. I am still tired and I got home two days ago. I suppose I should just tell you what we did.
The first night we got into town at about 6:30 in the evening. We were way excited and checked in, and met up with Ryley's sister and her friends. We walked around a bit, and then headed out to party like rockstars. Except, it was cold. No, it was freezing. And the wind was BLOWING, and the slappers were slapping, and it was crazy, and it was Vegas, so it was alright. We walked all the way down the strip to go to the first club, and it was awful. So Ry, Meg and I decided we wanted to go back and go to Studio 54, because, how amazing are we that we got into Studio 54 on the guest list? Pretty amazing.
On the way back, I met my lover Jack Sparrow.
He "hit on me" in his Jack Sparrow voice and threatened to take me home with him. I won't lie, I would have let him kidnap me. We saw him the next day as well, and he didn't remember me, though to be fair it could have been a different dude. But, both times he complimented my hair, and called me Scarlett. Note to my next boyfriend, please call me Scarlett. I loved it.
So, THEN, we went and partied at Studio 54. THE Studio 54. That was about the most rockstar moment we had. I can even prove we were there:
That night we were up until about one or two in the morning, then went back to the hotel and crashed. The next morning we woke up, and went to Serendipity (like the cafe in the movie:)
We went shopping, and we walked the strip. We gambled a little, and then found that we were super tired. We DID get dressed up and go out to dinner though:
And, our last night in Vegas ended with us being old, and going to bed by eleven. Waking up in the morning, shopping a bit more, and leaving.
That is the story of why Lindsay could never be a rockstar. I don't have it in me. My legs hurt so bad by Saturday that I hobbled around like an old lady, BECAUSE I AM OLD.
It was a lot of fun though, and good to get out of town for a bit. I think I am going to take the kids back and go see the Excalibur show, because I know they would love it. You can see all the pictures of our Vegas trip here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=157119&id=602702604&l=9f5622407d if you are super interested in it. I will be very offended if you don't look.
Not really though.
UNTIL NEXT TIME FRIENDS! (Friends being April, since she is the only one who HAD FAITH that I would blog again. Ok, not really, but I love you April for reading my blog).
MUCHLUF!
The first night we got into town at about 6:30 in the evening. We were way excited and checked in, and met up with Ryley's sister and her friends. We walked around a bit, and then headed out to party like rockstars. Except, it was cold. No, it was freezing. And the wind was BLOWING, and the slappers were slapping, and it was crazy, and it was Vegas, so it was alright. We walked all the way down the strip to go to the first club, and it was awful. So Ry, Meg and I decided we wanted to go back and go to Studio 54, because, how amazing are we that we got into Studio 54 on the guest list? Pretty amazing.
On the way back, I met my lover Jack Sparrow.
He "hit on me" in his Jack Sparrow voice and threatened to take me home with him. I won't lie, I would have let him kidnap me. We saw him the next day as well, and he didn't remember me, though to be fair it could have been a different dude. But, both times he complimented my hair, and called me Scarlett. Note to my next boyfriend, please call me Scarlett. I loved it.
So, THEN, we went and partied at Studio 54. THE Studio 54. That was about the most rockstar moment we had. I can even prove we were there:
That night we were up until about one or two in the morning, then went back to the hotel and crashed. The next morning we woke up, and went to Serendipity (like the cafe in the movie:)
We went shopping, and we walked the strip. We gambled a little, and then found that we were super tired. We DID get dressed up and go out to dinner though:
And, our last night in Vegas ended with us being old, and going to bed by eleven. Waking up in the morning, shopping a bit more, and leaving.
That is the story of why Lindsay could never be a rockstar. I don't have it in me. My legs hurt so bad by Saturday that I hobbled around like an old lady, BECAUSE I AM OLD.
It was a lot of fun though, and good to get out of town for a bit. I think I am going to take the kids back and go see the Excalibur show, because I know they would love it. You can see all the pictures of our Vegas trip here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=157119&id=602702604&l=9f5622407d if you are super interested in it. I will be very offended if you don't look.
Not really though.
UNTIL NEXT TIME FRIENDS! (Friends being April, since she is the only one who HAD FAITH that I would blog again. Ok, not really, but I love you April for reading my blog).
MUCHLUF!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
I know I suck
Yeah I know. I am the worst blogger EVER. Mostly, I changed bedrooms like a month ago, and I have been busy getting that set up, and, really mostly, I have been sick, and thus, I have been BORING!
Seriously, seriously. The best thing that has happened is I cleaned my room, and then it got messy again. Even the kids have been sick.
Oh, and I cleaned my car. That was pretty cool. And I turned 28, so I am old now. OH, and I got bangs! That is pretty cool too.
Other than that, seriously, almost nothing has happened. The kids have been sick. I have been sick. My mom has been sick. I have been working (my chair is still pretty amazing, thank you for asking). THAT IS IT!
However, I am going to Vegas tomorrow, so that is exciting, and I need to get back in the habit of blogging because it is not like I DON'T SIT AT A COMPUTER ALL NIGHT BEFORE BED. Facebook is a demanding mistress.
Alright, I heart all of your faces (not that anyone reads my blog anymore), and I promise to update soon.
muchluf.
Seriously, seriously. The best thing that has happened is I cleaned my room, and then it got messy again. Even the kids have been sick.
Oh, and I cleaned my car. That was pretty cool. And I turned 28, so I am old now. OH, and I got bangs! That is pretty cool too.
Other than that, seriously, almost nothing has happened. The kids have been sick. I have been sick. My mom has been sick. I have been working (my chair is still pretty amazing, thank you for asking). THAT IS IT!
However, I am going to Vegas tomorrow, so that is exciting, and I need to get back in the habit of blogging because it is not like I DON'T SIT AT A COMPUTER ALL NIGHT BEFORE BED. Facebook is a demanding mistress.
Alright, I heart all of your faces (not that anyone reads my blog anymore), and I promise to update soon.
muchluf.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Wait What?
I really don't have a lot that is new, but I am blogging because I am awake and wired. Severian has had an ear infection for the past three days, and that has been a little rough, just because he has been sick. Ender and Katalina have also been under the weather, but not terribly. I have been working, and stuff. Not. That. Amazing. I did have a rather amazing Harry Potter marathon today. I ended up watching Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince today by myself, as I had rented it from Redbox. I was desperately hoping that the second time around it would be great. Nope. I do like the movie until the Weasley's house burns down. Then, when that happened, I yelled at the screen and remembered why I didn't like that movie. I then went over to my friend Tyler's house and we watched Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix. I do like that movie, despite the things that they left out. Seriously, the last thirty minutes are well worth it. So that was good times.
So, since this blog is boring, here is a great song that you should all listen too, and then you won't be bored anymore!!!! YAY!
So, since this blog is boring, here is a great song that you should all listen too, and then you won't be bored anymore!!!! YAY!
Monday, February 1, 2010
Things I saw at the gym...
So today is Monday, and on Mondays I always go to the gym. I had an excellent work out, however, that is not what I am talking about in this blog. Today, I saw the most random things ever at the gym.
I first walked in, and on the treadmill is a boy in a beanie, a black shirt, and, I kid you not, black oversized goth jeans, with chains hanging off them everywhere. And, he is just on the treadmill, running like that. I have actually seen him once before now, and always meant to blog about him, so I am kind of sad he is ending up in this laundry list of weird things I saw at the gym. I always thought he was super awesome, because, seriously, anyone who has enough confidence to go to the gym like that is my hero. I get nervous just walking around the gym.
The next thing I saw were two old ladies walking into the dressing room. One of them had an old lady scarf on her head, and the other lady had all her dyed red hair up in pin curls. One day, I will totally be the pin curl lady. And good for them for getting to the gym to stay in shape. They were really probably 80 years old.
I also saw a dude in super short spandex shorts. And, he was not built, or cut, or anything. Just a kinda middle aged bigger guy wearing spandex shorts.
There was also this pretty cute girl, who knew she was cute lifting weights. She had done her hair up in a pony tail, but an intricate ponytail. She also had her full make up on, a tight shirt, and short shirts. She would do two arm curls, then put the weight down, pop her hip, and look about her like she was looking for her next conquest. I literally laughed as I walked by her, and I got a little bit of a dirty look. I couldn't help it though, she was SO OBVIOUS. But, she was hot, so, I guess that works for her.
Then, there was me. Wearing pink shorts over my gray leggings, and also wearing my "I love boys in suspenders" t-shirt that I made for So You Think You Can Dance. I was clearly the coolest person there.
I first walked in, and on the treadmill is a boy in a beanie, a black shirt, and, I kid you not, black oversized goth jeans, with chains hanging off them everywhere. And, he is just on the treadmill, running like that. I have actually seen him once before now, and always meant to blog about him, so I am kind of sad he is ending up in this laundry list of weird things I saw at the gym. I always thought he was super awesome, because, seriously, anyone who has enough confidence to go to the gym like that is my hero. I get nervous just walking around the gym.
The next thing I saw were two old ladies walking into the dressing room. One of them had an old lady scarf on her head, and the other lady had all her dyed red hair up in pin curls. One day, I will totally be the pin curl lady. And good for them for getting to the gym to stay in shape. They were really probably 80 years old.
I also saw a dude in super short spandex shorts. And, he was not built, or cut, or anything. Just a kinda middle aged bigger guy wearing spandex shorts.
There was also this pretty cute girl, who knew she was cute lifting weights. She had done her hair up in a pony tail, but an intricate ponytail. She also had her full make up on, a tight shirt, and short shirts. She would do two arm curls, then put the weight down, pop her hip, and look about her like she was looking for her next conquest. I literally laughed as I walked by her, and I got a little bit of a dirty look. I couldn't help it though, she was SO OBVIOUS. But, she was hot, so, I guess that works for her.
Then, there was me. Wearing pink shorts over my gray leggings, and also wearing my "I love boys in suspenders" t-shirt that I made for So You Think You Can Dance. I was clearly the coolest person there.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Don't be mad when you see that he wants it
I totally discovered this channel off of someone who posted it on Facebook. I am in love with this girl, her voice, her friend and his piano playing. Utterly amazing. Why are they not friends with me?! Seriously though, I think I love this.
That video was for the people who like 'popular' music. Now, if you would like REAL music, watch this:
It has been a long weekend thus far. I just got home from work. It is Midnight Thirty. I am going to sleep. I heart all your faces though!
Watch the video!
That video was for the people who like 'popular' music. Now, if you would like REAL music, watch this:
It has been a long weekend thus far. I just got home from work. It is Midnight Thirty. I am going to sleep. I heart all your faces though!
Watch the video!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Sundance Baby
For whatever reason, today was a rough day. Everything hit today for me, when I realized that he would probably never talk to me again. Nor, I am sure, does he ever care to speak to me again.
That being said, Ryley, Tyler Harris and I went to SUNDANCE yesterday. It was super fun. We didn't see anyone famous at all, though we did have a grand scheme to pretend that Tyler was famous. He was not thrilled about that idea, but Ryley and I thought it was great. We did get some amazing chocolate, and pizza. I made a movie, so, now we are the movie stars.
I am sure it was the best film made at Sundance this year.
That being said, Ryley, Tyler Harris and I went to SUNDANCE yesterday. It was super fun. We didn't see anyone famous at all, though we did have a grand scheme to pretend that Tyler was famous. He was not thrilled about that idea, but Ryley and I thought it was great. We did get some amazing chocolate, and pizza. I made a movie, so, now we are the movie stars.
I am sure it was the best film made at Sundance this year.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Farewell Loves I Have Known
WHAT? WHAT? JOANNA NEWSOM HAS A NEW SONG? Yes, friends, she does. I was very excited to see this, as, for whatever reason, it touched me very much today. Here is the video:
I highly recommend listening to the video, and reading the words along with it. The video is not a music video, just pictures of Joanna. Here are the lyrics:
i found a little plot of land
in the Garden of Eden
it was dirt and dirt is all
the same
i tilled it with my two hands
and i called it
my very own
there was no one to dispute
my claim
well, you'd be shocked at the state of things:
the whole place had just cleared right out
it was hot as hell, so i lay me by the spring
for a spell, as naked as a trout
the wandering eye that i have caught
is as hot as a wandering sun
but i would want for nothing more
in my garden; start again
in the hardening to every heart but one
meet me in the Garden
of Eden
bring a friend
we are gonna have ourselves a time
we are gonna have a golden party
it's on me
no siree, it's my dime
we broke our hearts in the war between
St. George and the dragon,
but both in equal parts are welcome
to come along
i'm inviting everyone
farewell, two loves that i have known
even muddied as waters run
tell me, what is meant by sittin' alone
in a garden, seceded
from the Union in the year of '81?
the unending amends you made
are enough for one life; be done
i believe in innocence, little darlin'; start again
i believe in everyone
i believe, regardless
i believe in everyone
Good night all, We are going to Sundance tomorrow. I am going to find me Jim Parsons and HE WILL LOVE ME!
I highly recommend listening to the video, and reading the words along with it. The video is not a music video, just pictures of Joanna. Here are the lyrics:
i found a little plot of land
in the Garden of Eden
it was dirt and dirt is all
the same
i tilled it with my two hands
and i called it
my very own
there was no one to dispute
my claim
well, you'd be shocked at the state of things:
the whole place had just cleared right out
it was hot as hell, so i lay me by the spring
for a spell, as naked as a trout
the wandering eye that i have caught
is as hot as a wandering sun
but i would want for nothing more
in my garden; start again
in the hardening to every heart but one
meet me in the Garden
of Eden
bring a friend
we are gonna have ourselves a time
we are gonna have a golden party
it's on me
no siree, it's my dime
we broke our hearts in the war between
St. George and the dragon,
but both in equal parts are welcome
to come along
i'm inviting everyone
farewell, two loves that i have known
even muddied as waters run
tell me, what is meant by sittin' alone
in a garden, seceded
from the Union in the year of '81?
the unending amends you made
are enough for one life; be done
i believe in innocence, little darlin'; start again
i believe in everyone
i believe, regardless
i believe in everyone
Good night all, We are going to Sundance tomorrow. I am going to find me Jim Parsons and HE WILL LOVE ME!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
No one knows, we only guess..just a leap for happiness...
WOW. WOW. WOW. Ok. This weekend, has possibly been one of the craziest ever in my LIFE. What was a terrible situation, actually turned into a great one. Not because I got back together with Duane, but because I learned some interesting tidbits, and am finally able to get rid of the lies, and look forward to boys who know how to tell the truth.
While my pride is, of course, hurt by some things I found out over the course of the last few days, I am glad it turned out the way that it did. I honestly feel like a huge weight has been taken off of my shoulders because I do not have to continue to feel oppressed by Duane's waffling. I made a decision, which he did not want me to make, and I made it of my own accord, and with the knowledge of everything. I am happy once again, and looking forward to super fantabulous times in the future.
I am pretty amazing like that, I know.
Now, I am sure you all were hoping that I would be telling dirty, gritty details on my blog. While, you know that I am quite an open person, there are some choice people who blog stalk me. I don't want any feelings to be hurt, or anything to be said here that could possibly damage a fledgling relationship. Therefore, I have chosen to stay silent. I know, now you all are just wondering what the story is, and are BITING YOUR NAILS in anticipation.
Well, I, personally, like shoes, boys who dance, candy, and...............oh, I like friends of friends who are single. I am able to be bribed with all of the above for the story if you want it. BUT, I will only accept the above as bribes. Sorry.
On a completely different note, I HIGHLY recommend the Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus. Excellent film, and my lover Heath Ledger was in it, as his last performance. And, the amazing Paloma Faith. When she came on screen I yelled 'I LOVE YOU PALOMA FAITH' like a 17 year old fan girl watching Twilight. For. Serious.
I was going to post the title song for this blog, however, EMBEDDING IS DISABLED!!!! Therefore, I highly recommend clicking HERE
PS. "Hello, my name is Lindsay, I have been Taylor Swift free for three days."
"Hi Lindsay!"
While my pride is, of course, hurt by some things I found out over the course of the last few days, I am glad it turned out the way that it did. I honestly feel like a huge weight has been taken off of my shoulders because I do not have to continue to feel oppressed by Duane's waffling. I made a decision, which he did not want me to make, and I made it of my own accord, and with the knowledge of everything. I am happy once again, and looking forward to super fantabulous times in the future.
I am pretty amazing like that, I know.
Now, I am sure you all were hoping that I would be telling dirty, gritty details on my blog. While, you know that I am quite an open person, there are some choice people who blog stalk me. I don't want any feelings to be hurt, or anything to be said here that could possibly damage a fledgling relationship. Therefore, I have chosen to stay silent. I know, now you all are just wondering what the story is, and are BITING YOUR NAILS in anticipation.
Well, I, personally, like shoes, boys who dance, candy, and...............oh, I like friends of friends who are single. I am able to be bribed with all of the above for the story if you want it. BUT, I will only accept the above as bribes. Sorry.
On a completely different note, I HIGHLY recommend the Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus. Excellent film, and my lover Heath Ledger was in it, as his last performance. And, the amazing Paloma Faith. When she came on screen I yelled 'I LOVE YOU PALOMA FAITH' like a 17 year old fan girl watching Twilight. For. Serious.
I was going to post the title song for this blog, however, EMBEDDING IS DISABLED!!!! Therefore, I highly recommend clicking HERE
PS. "Hello, my name is Lindsay, I have been Taylor Swift free for three days."
"Hi Lindsay!"
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
YOU KNOW WHY!
Alright, I am halfway between depressed and angry. Half the time I want to just yell it out until I feel better, and the other half I am in this stupor of unconsolableness (yeah, I made that up just now, SNAP). That being said, I have to say that I think this is my first TRUE break up ever. With Ian, it was a divorce, and a family involved. With Darin, he stopped talking to me for like, five days, and I am better than that. (For those of you who don't know, I dated a boy named Darin about two years ago. Obviously...we broke up). Then, relationships before that were weird and just faded away. So, yes, this is the first time I think I really get to experience what every 19 year old girl is experiencing right now.
And, in accordance with what 19 year old girls do after a break up I have spent my morning listening to Taylor Swift. I COULDN'T STOP. My mind was screaming 'WHY, WHY ARE YOU LISTENING TO TAYLOR SWIFT?'. Not that there is anything wrong with Taylor, just not my style. FINALLY, I decided to put my IPOD on shuffle. And guess what pops up? Oh yeah, Red Balloon. THIS IS THE SONG DUANE WROTE FOR ME! Ok not really, but I always considered it our song because he wrote it while I was there with him. OMG EVEN THE CAR IS TRAUMATIC IN TIMES LIKE THESE.
FINALLY, finally, some good broadway came on. It is hard to feel in love, or hurt when you can rock out to a song like Madame Guillotine. It was good times.
Also, tonight I am going to go see The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus. I am super excited about it. I am sure I will blog about it. It has Heath Ledger in it, Johnny Depp, Jude Law, and Paloma Faith. So, it should be awesome times.
And, in accordance with what 19 year old girls do after a break up I have spent my morning listening to Taylor Swift. I COULDN'T STOP. My mind was screaming 'WHY, WHY ARE YOU LISTENING TO TAYLOR SWIFT?'. Not that there is anything wrong with Taylor, just not my style. FINALLY, I decided to put my IPOD on shuffle. And guess what pops up? Oh yeah, Red Balloon. THIS IS THE SONG DUANE WROTE FOR ME! Ok not really, but I always considered it our song because he wrote it while I was there with him. OMG EVEN THE CAR IS TRAUMATIC IN TIMES LIKE THESE.
FINALLY, finally, some good broadway came on. It is hard to feel in love, or hurt when you can rock out to a song like Madame Guillotine. It was good times.
Also, tonight I am going to go see The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus. I am super excited about it. I am sure I will blog about it. It has Heath Ledger in it, Johnny Depp, Jude Law, and Paloma Faith. So, it should be awesome times.
Monday, January 18, 2010
I lied, I am going emo again READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!
Alright, so I am still slightly freaking out a little bit. I knew that breaking up with Duane was going to hurt, and be hard, and all that jazz. I don't think I quite realized how much it would throw me off though. You see, for over a year I had a routine. I would come home, put the babies to bed, and then I would spend 2-5 hours of my night talking to the boy I loved, and hanging out with him. He was literally my best friend who I told everything to. If I had a bad day, he would listen to me beast. If I had stories, he would listen to me recount them. If I just wanted to sit and crochet, he would read a book, or do his vocabulary words or something while we just sat and chatted once in awhile.
Now that he decided that he wanted to move on to bigger (literally his girlfriend is bigger than me) and more exciting things (which I doubt she is, I am pretty FREAKING EXCITING), I don't have this! Not only did I lose the boy I loved desperately, but I lost my best friend! GAH! It is driving me a little bit nuts.
You see, I didn't actually think that it would be this hard, but now that the routine is broken, at 8:30, when we were usually talking, I find myself wandering around helplessly, wondering what to do. Thank goodness there have been new shows on again. They are my salvation (JACK BAUER I LOVE YOU).
That being said, last night I was in a bit of a rut. I went and looked on his facebook, which I shouldn't have done, because it just hurt my feelings. I am probably going to have to log in to his account and change his settings to private so that I can't see his page. And no, not really. I wouldn't REALLY do that...I am not a *cough* estalker *cough*. Ok, I am, just a little bit though. ANYWAYS, so I was feeling really down, and luckily, I have met a new friend who lives in the UK. I met him through little Miss Cornelia, and his name is Seb. He also stays up RIDICULOUSLY late (for him). He happened to be on skype at Duane and I's normal chat time, so I was able to vent it out to him. Then, Miss Cornelia got on skype, and we decided to do a three way video chat. This was quite amusing for the simple fact that we couldn't figure out how to get video AND audio at the same time. Now, I am sure you are saying to yourself "that sounds like the lamest and saddest thing anyone could possibly ever do after a break up." I ASSURE YOU IT IS NOT! It was super good times, and we laughed a lot, mostly because it was 7:00 in the morning for Seb, and midnight and one am respectively for me and Cornelia. It was some fun times.
So, thank you Miss Cornelia and Mr. Seb. I appreciate you helping me in my moment of need. Along with everyone else who has allowed me to rant, and prevented me from e-stalking. (Ryley, Kim, Colin, Seb, Cornelia............oh and MOM.......) As for now, this is what I think of every now and then. Only Duane would get it, and maybe Miss Corn, but enjoy the music anyhow.
Now that he decided that he wanted to move on to bigger (literally his girlfriend is bigger than me) and more exciting things (which I doubt she is, I am pretty FREAKING EXCITING), I don't have this! Not only did I lose the boy I loved desperately, but I lost my best friend! GAH! It is driving me a little bit nuts.
You see, I didn't actually think that it would be this hard, but now that the routine is broken, at 8:30, when we were usually talking, I find myself wandering around helplessly, wondering what to do. Thank goodness there have been new shows on again. They are my salvation (JACK BAUER I LOVE YOU).
That being said, last night I was in a bit of a rut. I went and looked on his facebook, which I shouldn't have done, because it just hurt my feelings. I am probably going to have to log in to his account and change his settings to private so that I can't see his page. And no, not really. I wouldn't REALLY do that...I am not a *cough* estalker *cough*. Ok, I am, just a little bit though. ANYWAYS, so I was feeling really down, and luckily, I have met a new friend who lives in the UK. I met him through little Miss Cornelia, and his name is Seb. He also stays up RIDICULOUSLY late (for him). He happened to be on skype at Duane and I's normal chat time, so I was able to vent it out to him. Then, Miss Cornelia got on skype, and we decided to do a three way video chat. This was quite amusing for the simple fact that we couldn't figure out how to get video AND audio at the same time. Now, I am sure you are saying to yourself "that sounds like the lamest and saddest thing anyone could possibly ever do after a break up." I ASSURE YOU IT IS NOT! It was super good times, and we laughed a lot, mostly because it was 7:00 in the morning for Seb, and midnight and one am respectively for me and Cornelia. It was some fun times.
So, thank you Miss Cornelia and Mr. Seb. I appreciate you helping me in my moment of need. Along with everyone else who has allowed me to rant, and prevented me from e-stalking. (Ryley, Kim, Colin, Seb, Cornelia............oh and MOM.......) As for now, this is what I think of every now and then. Only Duane would get it, and maybe Miss Corn, but enjoy the music anyhow.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
An elf who plays the harp?
So I am still feeling a little emo today, and, I am going to go try to learn a new crochet stitch BECAUSE I CAN. However, thank you for stopping by my blog today. Please enjoy the music:
I seriously can't stop listening to it. I think the melody just fits my mood perfectly.
I seriously can't stop listening to it. I think the melody just fits my mood perfectly.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
This post is so emo it could cut your grass.
Alright, as some of you know I have had somewhat of a....rocky(?) relationship for about a year now. While it wasn't actually THAT rocky as far as relationships go, it was stressful because he lived 2000 MILES AWAY FROM ME. Yes. This boy (who has a name by the way) lived in New Jersey (his name was Duane haha, you thought I was going to tell you his name in the first set of parenthesis. NOPE TRICKED YOU!). Since I live in Utah, this makes for quite an awkward dating scenario.
Well, I could go ON, AND ON about the trauma that the relationship had. Suffice it to say, there was a lot, mostly because of the distance. Also, because I had three kids, and I have heard that three kids can be scary to a single guy. I don't know why, they are not very big, nor are they sneaky, so, I have never understood how they 'scare' people.
Well. We just really, officially, and for good broke up like for real, for real. Most of you don't know this, but, Duane and I have been off and on for about 3 months nowish, and for the past 2ish weeks we were "just friends" (I tell you, it doesn't work. Only Ryley can make it work.) Generally, it was me running back after three days and saying BLAH I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE YOU BLAH BLECH BLAH. And we would get back together.
Well. This time, I deleted him from facebook so that I could not stalk him (which, ps, I actually know his facebook password, so it is sort of a moot point, but it made me feel better about the situation), AND, whoa, wait for it, I took him off my FAVE FIVE on my phone. This is officially a new age break up. Just as our relationship was a skypeonship, the new rage of relationships. (Skype is a video chat program, for those of you who didn't get that reference).
The best part about the whole situation is that he is currently dating another girl, which is part of the reason we broke up. Thank GOD my streak of having boys leave me for other girls has not ended. I don't know what I would do if boys couldn't use me as a catalyst for new and better exciting relationships. My identity would be taken from me.
Alright, alright. I am not going to whine anymore about it, and this is the only emo post I currently plan on writing, though I can't promise there WON'T be more. As it is, writing sarcastically about the situation is stopping me from curling up in a ball with a tub of ice cream and bawling while the only coherent words anyone gets from me is "WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME". Not really. I am not quite THAT dramatic.
Ok, I probably am, but, not right now at least....
Also, I totally stole this from cutiemcbritish Colin's Tumblr. And, it is kinda how I feel right now:
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life … you give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like “maybe we should be just friends” or “how very perceptive” turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love."
He didn't write it, it is from some show or play or something. Probably something British and cool that we don't have here. However, it is kind of how I feel right at this moment.
Except I don't hate love. That is stupid. I am actually in love with love, and I love to be in love, and I love to be sappy and stuff. It is fun times. Until...well I guess until it is no longer fun times.
Alright, that is all folks. Move along, and forget this post ever happened. There will be better posts soon. Sorry to go all emo on y'all. Don't worry about it unless I dye my hair black and start wearing a floor length leather trench coat.
Actually, scratch that, it would be AWESOME if I started to do that. Think about it, I could get like leather pants and a leather shirt, and a laser gun, and TOTALLY be the heroine of a sci-fi. I see, emo's are just the spaceship rebels of the future. Very cool.
Wow, this post is long. Alright everyone MUCHLUF!!! <3
Well, I could go ON, AND ON about the trauma that the relationship had. Suffice it to say, there was a lot, mostly because of the distance. Also, because I had three kids, and I have heard that three kids can be scary to a single guy. I don't know why, they are not very big, nor are they sneaky, so, I have never understood how they 'scare' people.
Well. We just really, officially, and for good broke up like for real, for real. Most of you don't know this, but, Duane and I have been off and on for about 3 months nowish, and for the past 2ish weeks we were "just friends" (I tell you, it doesn't work. Only Ryley can make it work.) Generally, it was me running back after three days and saying BLAH I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE YOU BLAH BLECH BLAH. And we would get back together.
Well. This time, I deleted him from facebook so that I could not stalk him (which, ps, I actually know his facebook password, so it is sort of a moot point, but it made me feel better about the situation), AND, whoa, wait for it, I took him off my FAVE FIVE on my phone. This is officially a new age break up. Just as our relationship was a skypeonship, the new rage of relationships. (Skype is a video chat program, for those of you who didn't get that reference).
The best part about the whole situation is that he is currently dating another girl, which is part of the reason we broke up. Thank GOD my streak of having boys leave me for other girls has not ended. I don't know what I would do if boys couldn't use me as a catalyst for new and better exciting relationships. My identity would be taken from me.
Alright, alright. I am not going to whine anymore about it, and this is the only emo post I currently plan on writing, though I can't promise there WON'T be more. As it is, writing sarcastically about the situation is stopping me from curling up in a ball with a tub of ice cream and bawling while the only coherent words anyone gets from me is "WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME". Not really. I am not quite THAT dramatic.
Ok, I probably am, but, not right now at least....
Also, I totally stole this from cutiemcbritish Colin's Tumblr. And, it is kinda how I feel right now:
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life … you give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like “maybe we should be just friends” or “how very perceptive” turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love."
He didn't write it, it is from some show or play or something. Probably something British and cool that we don't have here. However, it is kind of how I feel right at this moment.
Except I don't hate love. That is stupid. I am actually in love with love, and I love to be in love, and I love to be sappy and stuff. It is fun times. Until...well I guess until it is no longer fun times.
Alright, that is all folks. Move along, and forget this post ever happened. There will be better posts soon. Sorry to go all emo on y'all. Don't worry about it unless I dye my hair black and start wearing a floor length leather trench coat.
Actually, scratch that, it would be AWESOME if I started to do that. Think about it, I could get like leather pants and a leather shirt, and a laser gun, and TOTALLY be the heroine of a sci-fi. I see, emo's are just the spaceship rebels of the future. Very cool.
Wow, this post is long. Alright everyone MUCHLUF!!! <3
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
I don't procrastinate, I justify.
I really don't have much to say, I just felt like I needed to write because I am being a procrastinator. You see, I have about 15 loads of laundry that I have to finish. And no, I am not kidding. I really have about 15 loads of laundry.
Ok, I was kidding a little. I really have five loads that I have to do. My room is entirely disgusting, and if I ever want to find a man who wants to stay with me, then I suppose I should start at a clean room. I have heard it say that there is a direct correlation to men in your life if you have a clean room.
Or, was it the way to a man's heart is through is stomach? ANYWAYS, the fact remains that I will just always stay single because I will just keep blogging rather than do the mountain of laundry in my room.
Le Sigh.
It is ridiculous how boring I am, and yet, you are all still reading. That is amazing. I HEART YOU ALL.
Ok, I was kidding a little. I really have five loads that I have to do. My room is entirely disgusting, and if I ever want to find a man who wants to stay with me, then I suppose I should start at a clean room. I have heard it say that there is a direct correlation to men in your life if you have a clean room.
Or, was it the way to a man's heart is through is stomach? ANYWAYS, the fact remains that I will just always stay single because I will just keep blogging rather than do the mountain of laundry in my room.
Le Sigh.
It is ridiculous how boring I am, and yet, you are all still reading. That is amazing. I HEART YOU ALL.
TRAUMA
So, I just had the most traumatic moment. I SHOULD be asleep, but I am all wound up for a number of reasons, so I thought to myself "self, you should just blog, even though you don't have anything interesting to say". So, I came to log in, AND I COULDN'T. I got all stressed! I thought that someone had haxed my account or something.
Oh no, no no, nothing of that sort. I simply was just inputting the incorrect username. I had LITERALLY forgotten the name of my blog. I, am an idiot.
On that note, I recently discovered today that I am being blog stalked. Mind you, I usually LOVE being blog stalked, the more people who read my AWESOME blog, the better. However, this one, is more amusing than most. Just remember people, that if you think you are a clever e-stalker, then think again, because I have perfected the art of E-stalking.
Not that I am crazy or anything right? I just have a curious nature....or at least that is what I tell myself.
On a side note, I got a fake scentsy candle. It is basically Salt City's version of Scentsy, and my room smells delicious now. MMmmmm.
Oh no, no no, nothing of that sort. I simply was just inputting the incorrect username. I had LITERALLY forgotten the name of my blog. I, am an idiot.
On that note, I recently discovered today that I am being blog stalked. Mind you, I usually LOVE being blog stalked, the more people who read my AWESOME blog, the better. However, this one, is more amusing than most. Just remember people, that if you think you are a clever e-stalker, then think again, because I have perfected the art of E-stalking.
Not that I am crazy or anything right? I just have a curious nature....or at least that is what I tell myself.
On a side note, I got a fake scentsy candle. It is basically Salt City's version of Scentsy, and my room smells delicious now. MMmmmm.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
waking up
YES. I KNOW. IT HAS BEEN LIKE TEN DAYS. I am sorry. The babies have been super sick and life has been a bit traumatic lately. Here is my day yesterday:
Wake up. Find out the alarm didn't go off and I have to take Severian to school in 5 minutes. LEAP out of bed. Wake Severian up. Go out into the hall and realize the babies (I call them the trouble twins) are already up and have dumped all my make up in the toilet. Take Severian to school. Come home, fish everything out of the toilet. Pray that the toilet would flush. Toilet doesn't flush. Start crying. Call my mom to tell her that the babies have broken her toilet. She comforted me. Get the toilet fixed. Watch helplessly as Katalina trips and smacks her head against the corner of the wall causing a huge goose egg. comfort her. Wake up at 3 in the AM when Severian throws up on my bed.
This, amongst other things. This has been a relatively typical day over the past few days, on top of my weekends where I work 10 hour days, I have just been too tired to blog. However, I wanted to post a quick post today because now that everyone is healthy and life is once again good, I want to go back to blogging more.
Mostly, today, I got the sweetest, most adorable message, and I thought I would share. It was this:
"honey, you're my favourite thing to lose sleep over"
Um, my legs went weak for a moment at the cuteness factor of that line. It was off the adorable charts, and it made my entire day. Enough that I thought I should blog about it.
ALRIGHT. THAT being said, everyone should check out THIS site. It is VERY good times.
Wake up. Find out the alarm didn't go off and I have to take Severian to school in 5 minutes. LEAP out of bed. Wake Severian up. Go out into the hall and realize the babies (I call them the trouble twins) are already up and have dumped all my make up in the toilet. Take Severian to school. Come home, fish everything out of the toilet. Pray that the toilet would flush. Toilet doesn't flush. Start crying. Call my mom to tell her that the babies have broken her toilet. She comforted me. Get the toilet fixed. Watch helplessly as Katalina trips and smacks her head against the corner of the wall causing a huge goose egg. comfort her. Wake up at 3 in the AM when Severian throws up on my bed.
This, amongst other things. This has been a relatively typical day over the past few days, on top of my weekends where I work 10 hour days, I have just been too tired to blog. However, I wanted to post a quick post today because now that everyone is healthy and life is once again good, I want to go back to blogging more.
Mostly, today, I got the sweetest, most adorable message, and I thought I would share. It was this:
"honey, you're my favourite thing to lose sleep over"
Um, my legs went weak for a moment at the cuteness factor of that line. It was off the adorable charts, and it made my entire day. Enough that I thought I should blog about it.
ALRIGHT. THAT being said, everyone should check out THIS site. It is VERY good times.
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