Holy crap!

Sunday, July 7, 2013

I can not believe I am leaving in just a couple days to see my husband. Hurry up Wednesday! It is a little bit nerve racking when I think about seeing my best friend for the first time in 7 months; but I get butterflies just thinking about that first kiss with him! EEEK!
This past weekend I had the pleasure of spending some quality time with some of my favorite people. I have lived in this town for over 4 years now and I have always heard how amazing the firework show downtown on the river was (it was in America's top 10 last year!), but I never had a desire to go down there and fight the sea of people who were also trying to watch this spectacular show. I mean, is it just me, or do people get uglier and uglier the older we get? What happened to manners? Please and thank you, excuse me and I'm sorry? Maybe it has always been that way and my patience has just shortened the older I have gotten. Anyways, a friend and I decided I had to go see the show this year since it is my last year here. Thankfully some great friends of mine invited us to tag along on their boat to watch the show. Minus the lack of a bathroom on the boat, it was definitely the way to go. We didn't have to fight for parking, or spend hours trying to leave after the show was over. Not to mention these friends have the cutest little girl ever who is getting so big. She is talking up a storm these days, and the fact that she says my name so well, makes me very happy :o).
Gorgeous Evening.

They didn't disappoint.

On Saturday I packed a bag and met my same friends at the boat ramp for a little more fun in the sun. On my way to the boat ramp I noticed the line of cars trying to get off the island, and I remember thinking to myself, HAHA SUCKERS. It really was such a nice day to be out soaking in the sun (just kidding I'm still as pale as powder), I even got in the water and swam a little ( I couldn't let an almost 2 year old show me up). Once it was time for the sharks to start looking for dinner it was time to head home. As I rounded the corner from where I was parked, karma hit me like a ton of bricks. I was at the end of a very long line of traffic. No biggie, I had Gatorade and snacks in the car with me. After sitting in the slow moving line for about 10 minutes my gas light came on. Shit. I couldn't even see the light I needed to turn at to get my off the island yet. That's when I started to sweat, no literally, I turned the air off to conserve gas and it was a hot one that day. Eventually my turn came and got through the light, I was so close to getting off the island to a gas station. Then Karma came back for round two. The drawbridge was up and I was stuck in another endless line of traffic. I started to panic when I could smell the gas fumes and text a friend that worked on the island to see if there was a gas station on the island. Ha, why would these rich people need a gas station on their island? Their cars run on caviar and grey poupon or something like that. I pulled over at the park to look for my triple A card. My sweet friend refused to let me call and sent one of her co-workers to my rescue. That poor guy had to set in that same long line of traffic, just to bring my dumbass a can of gas. I like him. After that I high-tailed it off that damn island and kept myself home for the rest of the weekend (packing for that trip of course!). I hope you had a great 4th of July weekend, and if you didn't learn anything new, take it from me, to always check how much gas is in the car!

Beach Babe.

Woke up to Stella sleeping like this. Crazy Dog.

5 things.

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

I have been doing absolutely nothing recently trying to save for that big trip over the sea to see my husband ((EEEK, 6 days!!), therefor I have nothing that exciting to write about.  I did go out and play Frisbee golf the other day, it was all fun until the 8th hole when someone lost their Frisbee in the creek, and then decided to get in (it was up to his shoulders) and look for it. Don't get me wrong, it was extremely entertaining, but a hopeless search. As we all stood there and watched the mosquitos planned their attack on me. It is ridiculous how much those damn things like me, and a little bit unfair. So while I research signs of Wes Nile, I'll leave you with this fun and interesting, generic blog post filler.. all about ME. Enjoy.

5 things...

...You will find in my purse.

1. Sunglasses.
2. An overstuffed wallet (not with money, I assure you).
3.Old crumpled up receipts.
4. A small notebook and pen.
5. Sunscreen. I burn so easy that I have resorted to carrying it all times just in case I decide to be out in the sun longer than 15 minutes.
stupid sunburn. stupid necklace.

...You will find in my bedroom.

1. Dirty clothes on the floor right next to (or even on top of) my laundry basket. NEVER actually in it.
2. A half drank glass of water.
3. half a dozen books I'm in the middle of.
4. One adorable pup lounging on the bed.
5. 14 million bobby pins lying wherever they feel.

... I am currently loving.

1. Downton Abbey. I just finished season 3 and can hardly wait for season 4!
2. T-pain Pandora radio station. I am gangsta...
3. Candles, more specifically, this one from Bath and Body Works.
4. Red wine... Oh wait, I have always loved that.
5. The "my delta app"... it has been my go to countdown to see that husband of mine.

... I have always wanted to do.

1. Random acts of kindness, the pre-meditated kind, does that make sense?
2. Swim with dolphins.
3. Have a drink with someone famous.
4. Surprise someone, in a big way.
5. Visit the doughnut bus in Austin, Tx.

...You should know about me, that you could care less about.

1. I set my alarm 15 minutes early just to browse social medias.
2. I am scared of everything, the dark, spiders, someone lurking behind the shower curtain, my own shadow.
3. I sleepwalk. Always have... lots of stories on this.
4. I think about shaving my head daily. I hate my hair, and everyone says it will grow back different if I do. Challenge accepted (siiike).
5. I secretly wish the people of walmart fashion trend would start to catch on. I love wearing sweat pants. If I am home, I am in pajama's and it is going to take a whole lot of persuading to get me out of the house and abandon my beloved comfy clothes.

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