Because I just feel like telling someone!

Since January I've lost 40 pounds. Yay! 20 more to meet my next goal.

Feeling a little like Britney today.

Argh...

I'm afraid to do or say anything today. Nothing is going my way. I wish it was my Birthday!

waaaaah!

Strong urge...

to chop off my hair!

The Dentist

I went for the first time in close to 3 years this morning. My dentist who I had been going to my whole life retired, and I was so heartbroken that it took me that long to find a new one. :) That's my excuse anyways.

They stretched my lips and took the above picture.  I asked the hygienist to email me the picture. I'm a freak.

This time next week...

I'll be in Vegas.  Which reminds me of a pretty ridiculous pick-up line my friend was fed the last time we were in NV.

"You look like my first wife and I've never been married." - Some creepster.

Never again...

will I waste vacation days on a broken heart!  I could be going to Cabo.  Gah!

B.C. not Canada

I hate that they put those stupid day labels on birth control pills.  I always get off schedule and then they just mess me up more.  By the way on Mothers day I took two pills, I thought it was fitting.

Love is in the hair.

Saturday was not a great day, however it WAS an awesome hair day. I haven't had a good hair day in weeks. Normally I deal with some kind of greasy, straight, multi-widows peak mess... but on Saturday, a day when I needed any kind of victory (even if it was a superficial one), I Scored this hotness for about 1 hour and then it was back to flat and greasy. Oh well, at least it's well documented.

 

Girls are like apples...

Got this chain email from my 11 year old sister today, and it was too funny not to share.

"Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt... Instead, they get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples up top think something's wrong with them when in reality they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to thetop of the tree.

You have been hit. You have been considered one of the 10 prettiest girls on my friends list. Once you have been hit, you have to hit 10pretty girls. If you get hit again you know your really pretty. If you break the chain you'll have ugliness for 10 years."

ZOMG!  I'm one of the 10 prettiest girls on her friends list!

Double ZOMG!  Im terrified of ugliness...  so Im gonna name 10 pretty girls who will most likely read this blog.

Katie Williamson
Beyonce-Z (Im pretty sure she took his last name when they got married)
Lady Gaga
Zooey deschanel
Raven Symone (Even if she's pregnant with an illegitimate child)
Gwen Stefani-Rossdale
Paris Hilton
Nicole Richie-Madden
Audrey Tautou
Ashlee Simpson-Wentz

Note to self:

Do not do any of these dances with a guy that you do not want to kiss you.

Running Man

Cabbage Patch

Tango

Ready for Vegas

1.5 weeks 'til Vegas... my nails are ready!

BLING BLING BLAAANG!

Back in Black

According a quiz.
Black is my color!

Nothing can stand between you and your demand for a calm environment. To be free of conflict and disagreement is the only way to live. In fact, it’s this philosophy that probably allows you to be comfortable in conditions that would normally bother others. Your ability to focus is undisputed, and while you enjoy attention, you still have problems understanding how to handle it. No other color out lives by the golden rule as much as you do.


click here to take the quiz.

Moleskine March

Just the other day at work we had a conversation about how to pronounce Moleskine (a popular brand of journals/sketchbooks). I have always pronounced it mole-skin, but others had pronounced it mol-eh-skee-nee or mole-skeen. This really has nothing to do with this particular post, but I thought it was interesting.

Anyways... I bought a Moleskine journal this weekend and have decided to start journaling again. In fact, I am making it a goal to journal every day for the month of March with hopes of forming some kind of habit. With everything happening in my life right now, I think it could be very therapeutic and help me sort through and get perspective on some very difficult things.

There are 3 things I hate about journaling.

1.) Starting a new journal is like going to a new shrink. I feel like I have to write down every little thing that has gotten me to the point where I am currently in my life, and then by the time I write all of that down I am at a different point in my life.

2.) I am a terrible speller and I hate that journals don't have spell check.

3.) Pen and ink is so final. There is no ctrl z, and I really hate how it looks when I have to cross something out.

Wish me luck!

Dealbreaker

Entertaining the idea of getting back into the dating scene has forced me to begin to evaluating exactly what it is that I want / don't want in a man. Which reminded me of a blog called Dealbreaker. I've decided to start blogging about my own personal "deal breakers" and "deal makers" ... so here we go.

Deal Breaker #1

Tapout Shirts

I'm fine with your love of watching two people beat the crap out of each other, but please don't let that spill over into your wardrobe.

Hearts on Helium

Valentine's Day has been my favorite holiday since I was really little. This year was no exception. Some friends and I bought ourselves some giant heart balloons just so we could suck the helium out of them and sing eachother love songs. Then, when we started to feel light headed, we decided that the best thing to do was to make up a dance to B. Spears "gimme more." Couldn't have asked for a sweeter day with sweeter friends.





- posted with love <3

Shank you very much.

These past few weeks I have been amazed at my ability to pick myself up and move on. After hours of contemplating why I am not dwelling on current situations and letting myself be miserable I came to a realization.

When I was just 12 years old I started playing Volleyball, a game that I quickly fell in love with. In Volleyball, when the other team is serving, the 3 or 4 players in the back row on your team are on what is called "Serve Receive." The players on serve receive's job is simple, to pass the serve to the setter, but not always easy when a ball is moving fast and across a long distance.

Life is like serve receive. You shank a ball, you get back into position, and you beg the server to hit it at you again because this time, you'll be ready and nail the pass.

This is your brain.

This is your brain on drugs.