oh take your time, don't live too fast

if you can guess the song im referring to in my blog title, then kuddos for you! sorry no prize guys. i know its upseting but, it can't be anything like this was..

yes, my hairbrush is stuck in my head, but i didn't break it this time! thumbs up!


this is the after effects of teasing your hair, when you really shouldn't because your hair is already as thick as a beehive sporting penny. kidding, it's really not that bad.

but on a much happier note, im so excited because i found jovi a halloween costume today! weeee! check it out. pretty sure my cat hates me now. ah, well.

so i treat my cat like a lap dog.. i don't see anything wrong with it tat tall, especially since she drinks out of the toliet like one. i lub hurr. and if your still scratching your head, the song is simple man by lynyrd skynyrd. im not too crazy about skynyrd but i do love simple man, its dope.

because i love you

i'll take this amethyst pen, i'll write of you.

though sweet nothings are nothing without you too.

i'll scribble your name a thousand times.

i'll write you a love song that doesn't rhyme.

i'll hold your hand and call you manly.

i'll be your good day when its bad, i'll buy you candy.

i'll make you a sandwhich when your feeling blue.

and when your feeling tired, i'll even tie your shoe.

i'll laugh at your jokes when they aren't funny.

i'll smile when your grumpy and call you a dummie.

i'll dance silly with you in the kitchen if you like.

i'll grab your face and kiss you when we get in a fight.

i'll learn how to sew when you rip your pants.

i'll tell you that you can when you say "i can't".

i'll super glue my heart to yours, if you will too.

i'll do all of these its true, because i love you.

dog tacos and queen of rock

would it be totally unprofessional if i wore my rockstar converse all stars to work tomorrow?

i mean, if i can rock my zebra danskos all day long, boss man won't mind if i rock these, right?

so i just got home from braydens soccer game and aunt cowie is so proud of him for making a field goal! he was so proud of himself, he ran to his mommy and gave her a big hug, bittersweet.

well, you know what time it is, nikki sixx's radio show and he is seriously talking about birth control for your dogs and cats. im pretty sure he fell off of the turnip truck! thank goodness zeppelin just jumped in, because i was considering another station.  all of his discussions here lately are sickening, c'mon man and do you really think i want to hear your view on why we should be eating dog in our tacos?

moving on..

oh, i just love janis joplin. anyone who doesn't should be ashamed of themselves for that. what an amazing lady in rock and roll who paved the way for countless women in rock. her voice is so powerful, full of bluesy rough around the edge intense sound that could never be replicated, i don't believe it.

my two favorite songs that she sings is piece of my heart and mercedes benz.

i will sing my babies to sleep with mercedes benz.



mine all mine

i hate that i have been such a weekend pooper for garrett due to redrum, but he is such a champ about it. and he always knows just what to do to make me feel better like, taking me out for hot wings. see, hot wings is our thing and he loves that about me because most girls can't handle them, but i can! i can kick some hot wing azz!

we cooked these hot wings together

so back to it, i have pretty much been subjected to bed all day with these killer cramps, and i don't mean to be a whiner but i feel like ca ca pooey!


and i wasn't intending on writting about my cramps so much, i swear i have a moral to this story.. 


garrett called me earlier to check on me, and he offered to go buy me some extra strength midol. is it silly of me to think at that moment, how much i love him for that? im so thankful for those little moments because it reminds me how much i truly love him, not that i have to be reminded at all. i know exactly how much i love him.

he is so good to me in so many ways.. i don't even think i can write them all down because there are so many, i could only try.

he wants to know exactly what i think about this and that, he cares about how i feel and that is something i have always needed. and he knows when im feeling uneasy about something, i don't even have to say a word. i don't always tell how i feel about things, it's one of my weaknesses i suppose & it is something i need to work on, but he knows me so well even so.


like just the other day we were looking at a house together. it was gorgeous, he loved everything about it and so i did i. and it's a big deal when we agree on a house, because im kind of picky, but i would live anywhere with him, honestly. i would live in a card board box with no question about it. and it seems like something only a complete nut case would say, but when you love someone, it doesn't seem so crazy at all. anyway, there wasn't a thing wrong with it, except it was way too big once we took a look inside and it was pretty far from town not to mention. there was so much space, and i thought to myself, how in the world could we furnish this whole house, and how many kids would we have to produce to fill up all of the bedrooms!? it overwhelmed me, even scared the shet out of me and he knew it. 


& he doesn't know it, but i pay close attention to how well he plays with my little 5 year old nephew, brayden. when he's getting shot by his toy shotgun dying 10+ times and rolling down towards the floor to his pretend death, or showing brayden how to build the best tower from building blocks. brayden eats it up with a spoon! and he talks about garrett all the time. so from what i can see, he's going to be a great daddy someday. & i never got the opportunity to meet garretts daddy, but i can imagine he is a big part of who garrett is today.

he wanted to run into walmart one night, and of course i was in heels and i had to pee so bad i was holding my breath, i couldn't hold it any longer. so he decided he would walk with me to the bathroom, then watch me walk back to his truck which was pretty far down in the parking lot. he could have easily tossed me the keys and went on his merry way, like any other guy would, but instead he watched me walk all the way back to his truck. he wouldn't let anything happen to me, i feel safe with him.


natchez nite

or when our friends don't want to have anything to do with us sometimes, he says things like it's okay you have me and i have you babe, that enough friends for me..

he changes out my break pads
even when they are really,
really
bad.

he spoils me, and i spoil him back by letting him lay his head in my lap while i give him a head scratch.    


 there are so many little moments while we're together that i can't help but feel i could spend the rest of my life doing those things with him, and never growing tired of it. it warms my heart and brings me back to one of our first dates sitting on a parkbench in natchez conversating for the first time. that was the best date ever, i could have sat on that park bench with him all night. & i could write a book if i keep going, but i won't because some memories are mine all mine. : )

silent sunday

how about a sundae on a sunday?

all you need:

pudding (of your choice)

reddi whip in a can

a cherry on top

oh, and a spoon! : )

my silly little tid bit

the beatles are THE BEATLES. and if you have a love for their beautiful sound like me, then you have a love for john lennon as well. as you know, i love reading autobiographies, well i found a little book written by paul mccartney and yoko ono devoted to john lennon. and in this little book are quirky, funny collections of stories, poems and drawings by lennon. i found this particular story quite amusing.

john and yoko in paris

the fat growth on eric hearble

one fat morning eric hearble wake up with an abnorman fat growth a bombly on his head. 'oh crumb,' said eric hearble, who was a very, very suprised. anyway he carried on as norman for why should he worried? all of suddy he heard a small little voice calling him by name, 'eric... eric hearble' it seemed to say though i couldn't say for sure.

that night the very same voice spoke saying 'eric, i am a growth on your very head, help me, eric'.

soon eric became very attached to his fat growth friend.

'call me scab,' the voice said and he was.

'call me eric,' eric said naturly as he could. from then on you never saw eric without the big fat scab growth on his head. and that's why eric hearble lost his job teaching spastics to dance.

'were not having a cripple teaching our lads,' said headmaster.

salt and pepper stars

piggle pipper piper pickle picker pepper...


i bet you can't say this five times fast! i made this tongue twister up while i was food gazing this afternoon because i had to feed my inner fat girl ya know and the pickle jar just happened to catch my attention.. ever have silly moments like that? where the hells bells did that come from!?


im genius, i know.. allow me to take a bow now.


so i woke up this morning, and i had the decision to either A. get my lazy butt up or B. hit the snooze. what did i choose? ah, come on you know.. i hit the snooze!


why do i do that! it's not even like im getting that much more sleep.. maybe a good fifteen minutes mas', if that! i need to put an end to this nonsense!


so i chose to sleep fifteen more minutes instead of washing my nappy headful of hair, threw in some baby powder, then my scrubs and danskos and out the door i go to work.. and it totally screws up my whole day when i do that! and i know it's going to, but my brain takes over my body when six o'clock comes and ozzy is screaming bat eating shet through my radio alarm. bump that ozman i neeeed to sleep i say.


tell me im not alone in this aspect of life.


but i made it through the day anyway, and i was so happy to get a shower when i got home and get that baby powder out of my hair!


today could have been alot easier with a tall sugar free red bull for sure.


me and garrett finally got to use my telescope tonight even though the moon wasn't being socialable, again. what is up with that moon, i seriously have not seen it in days. frustrating. but we did see stars, billions.


it was pretty sweet, we got an old quilt to lay on and looked at the stars together in the front yard and conversated about things like, what if each star was the sun for other solar systems, and what would other people on other planets be like, and what if a huge hunk of that satellite falling from the sky any minute hits our asses right now while we're looking through this telescope!?


i love little moments like that. the stars looked more like salt
and pepper through the telescope but i didn't care. see,
garrett has an inner dork side to him like me, and he is a softy for romantic stuff too. boy am i lucky! he's the best.

9.18.11

jovi and i bird watching aka neighbor watching jk! but really : )

9.17.11

paxman: "i am not a rag head!"

if it was a bird, i could shoot it!

last night i didn't fall asleep until 3:30 a.m.! and because of that i was extremely grouchy today. wanna know why i didn't sleep good? well, i'll tell you.


im lying in bed and i hear chirp, chirp, chirp.. except it was more like this.. chirrrrrrrppppp pause chirrrrrrrrrrrrp pause... on and on and on!

wtw! i can even hear it now! i couldn't figure out if it was a cricket chirping or my fan, so i get up and turn my fan off.

silence.


ah! that must be it! problem solved? not quite!


so i get back into bed, this time.. chirrrrrrrrrrrp pause chirrrrrrp and it's even louder now! and the chirping noise sounds like its right next to me!


freak out omgah spasm, out the bed i go, as if it were a gigantic snake sleeping next to me.


wtw!? lights on.. no cricket. back to bed.


and here it comes again, so i stick my finger in my ear just to make sure it's not coming from my head! go on, laugh it up!


nope!


i can't figure it out, it's enough to give you an earache though thats for sure!


so anyway, i woke up this morning and jovi is meeowing like she's in desperate pain. well, she must be stuck in the attic again, better go get her! negative. she is stuck in a tree! a cat, my cat, is stuck in a freaking tree! she finally made it down the tree after i talked her through it! poor titty!


after lunch i drove my bobby (my mother) to jackson since she "can't drive in jackson" to hit up the hobby lobby. (i call her my bobby). and it's not that she "can't", because she really could, but she doesn't like the traffic, as i do. to drive in jackson, you pretty much have to pretend your a nascar driver, you gotta keep up because if you don't.. someone's gonna smash yo azz if ya don't push the gaz!


and really it's best that she doesn't, because her bp couldn't handle it.. she would end up in cardiac arrest im pretty sure!


bless it!


hobby lobby is amazing. they have four whole isles devoted to just scrapbooking! i was like, whooooaa duuuude. even though i don't scrapbook and never plan to. scrapbooking is for douches.


 jk, but really i just don't have the time, nor patience to sit there and cut out little shapes with scissors that are disfuctional and have crazy cuttin' blades. and glue thingymabobs to paper that i will end up wasting, and then you have a huge micro paper cutting mess all over the floor and in your hair, i just can't do it. it's just not for me!


i can hear the chirping already from just that..


but what i do love about hobby lobby, is the home decor' isles! i love the ironwork isle, the mirror isle, the lamp isle, the picture frame isle and especially.. the photograph isles! i found this painting there today and it caught my attention, i really love it. i get it. it's called: dance me to the end of love by jack vettriano. it may not strike your fancy like it did me, but i think it's lovely..

and since you know now that im a sucker for quirky books, i bought a book for one dollar and it's called: the book of love by monica sheehan. it's a simple, little book about love. all the different kinds of love you can experience like, blind love and it has a picture of a hand drawn actual "blind" heart walking towards what is a cliff. get it? or finding love, with two hand drawn lovers looking for "love" with two flashlights! it is absolutely precious! and it was only a dollar!

here it is if your interested :)

see the most heart warming things you can buy in this world today don't even have to cost that much! : )

9.15.11

jovi the frisky tiger cat stuck in a jungle of tree limbs, don't worry she made it out eventually.

a jewelry store is my candy store!

there it is, right down the corner on that familiar street and i can already feel the heat radiating from the shiney glass countertops reminding me how much i adore that place. i open the door and im speechless. i see sparkles that reflect stars in my eyes all around the room and im instantly in a whole other world- a jewelry store.

i love, love, love jewelry stores! they are one of my favorite guilty pleasures in life, and the bonus is, they are calorie free! sometimes when im out and about shopping, i walk into these little jewelry stores, just drooling over the counters, except i don't really drool. : )

btw i love this movie!

jewelry stores make me happy. if im ever having a bad day, i take a drive to the jewelry store. perks me up right away! and the good thing is you don't have to have any money to look! its called window shopping, or in this case "look but don't touch" shopping, because you sure don't wanna break anything in this store. because you don't want to have to buy it unwillingly, especially if you can't afford it!


and let me remind you that it is a jewelry store, not a jewelry shop!


so let me clarify because there is a  big big, big difference between a jewelry shop and a jewelry store. so listen up, this be the bible of the blues, as steven tyler says.. in other words, i'll explain.


a jewelry shop is like a fancy bubble gum ring machine. it has a lot of pretty things, but they are cheap made and only last so many wears. a jewelry store on the other hand, is legit. fine jewelry that lasts forever, for better words timeless.. diamonds, pearls, rubys, sapphires.


i love the feeling i get when im in a jewelry store. it is truly a little piece of heaven here on earth, to me! i go to one little jewelry store in particular so much, they practically know my name, and show me anything that is new that has came in, they don't mind at all. 


and while we are on the subject of jewelry stores, it reminds me..


me and kalyn, who is one of my best friends (and if you mess with her i will cut you), were shopping around in jackson oneday and we decided to walk into a kay jewelers store. before we walked into the store, we had a plan. one of us was going to be engaged. well "one of us" was me!


so we're walking around looking into the glass counters, stopping to look at only the biggest of the biggest rocks we could find, since my fiance' is a doctor. and we are sure to express that point aloud.


" i suppose i can pick any ring i chose since he told me there is no budget" we would say aloud to get the women working theres full attention. and it worked to, because they came practically running right where we were with brochures galore!


they were very helpful indeed in showing me only the finest rocks ever. the lady even got my ring size, which was a 5 i think.. i can't remember.


"yes, that fits perfect lady!"


but we never took into consideration the fact that they would want to know the name of my fiance' to keep in their records! oh shit. we just stood there flabbergasted, while the lady was waiting to hear his name looking at each other going uh, uh, uh.. and i can't even remember the name we chose, but i was like i can't put garretts name on that list, he would think i was a complete nut!


then she wanted to know his phone number, where she could reach him. oh shit. uh, uh, uh... so i threw out all kinds of numbers out of my head. it probaly wasn't even a phone number from around here, which was good, go me!


we were laughing so hard after we left the store, we had to go in another one! but we couldn't keep a straight face in this jewelry store, and the people that ran it were complete jerks anyway.


we had so much fun that day, i think those two jewelry stores made our day, and it was all for a good laugh! : )

9.14.11



squeezing the last drops of summa out!



picture a day!

i have decided it would be fun to post a picture a day, even though it may turn out to be picture a post.. we'll see! here's your first picture, enjoy! : )




midget wrestling on tru tv september 14

of course, its that important that we have to put on on the side note part of our appointment book at work! 

love, me

in just a few hours me and garrett will be dating two years and 1 month. seems a lot longer though to me.. it's funny how you meet someone and you feel like you've known them for a lifetime, but in reality you haven't known them very long at all compared to the length of a "lifetime". where has he been all my life? and why couldn't i have met him sooner? 


 there's so many memories in my past i wish he could have shared with me, pictures i wish his face were in,.. so many parts of his life i wish i could have been apart of.  that's just life.. but i just feel so blessed to have met him when i did, he's pretty amazing. i couldn't imagine being with any other guy, honestly.


he loves me like i've never been loved before, he's special and one of a kind, and i love him so very much.


he treats me like im supposed to be treated. he spoils me. but the good kind of spoilt.


he's like that dress i find that fits just right. that dress that makes me sparkle in a crowded room and he makes me look amazing. how's that for a metaphor?


 i can remember the first time i saw him at that restraunt. he caught my eye like no one has ever grabbed my gaze before and i just wanted to stare, and  i tried not to! i didn't know who he was, i had no clue, but i knew i would see him again. and you can't tell me God didn't have anything to do with that, because i believe He did.


i was so worried i wouldn't see that guy again.. and now im his girlfriend of two years. love is silly, and has a mind of it's own! love knows just when to "jump-in" and always has perfect timing. and i love every bit of it.


and you know that it's love when you see a person, for only the person they are inside.. not for their past, no you don't even think of their past, what past? and when you forgive, you forgive quickly. or when your sorry, your truly sorry almost instantly because you love that person so much, nothing is worth fighting over.. no fight is worth destroying something so great. and you love, easy. it just comes easily.

love isn't just a word, it's a feeling and it's real when it's right

what scares the shit out of me

i really like the title i chose for this one, its kind of blunt but to the point. i think its great!


everyone has fears. things that they may not call a "fear", maybe it's just more like a worry, ya know a tic on their back.
and maybe everyone's worries and fears aren't the same, maybe some aren't as severe.


well, i got alot of tic's on my back:


don't laugh, here it goes..


im scared of falling asleep/the dark. and it is probaly my #1 fear, not even kidding! it's so silly and pathetic of me. but i've always had the fear of falling asleep mostly because im all alone in the dark. sometimes i'll stay up for a while just thinking of things that could happen to me while im sleeping and it will literally keep me up. and as far as the dark goes, if it's really dark when i get home late, i will call mom and tell her to stand by the door. sad, but so true.


gaining weight has always been one of my fears. i've never been over weight, if im anything im underweight. i know the mirror lies, i see only what my mind see's but it's hard to keep that in perspective. i don't think anyone knows how insecure i am about it, and i have never wanted anyone to know. so it's a big deal that im even writing this one down. no, i've never had an eating disorder. it's just something that lingers in my mind before i eat anything or while im getting dressed. im not underconfident, i have good days and bad days just like any other girl. im just extremely cautious i guess.


im afraid of bridges and heights. new bridges scare me because well, they are new. and it's funny because you would think i would be more afraid of the older bridges.. maybe im scared they aren't built as good as the old? idk. im getting better at bridges though, because before, i had to cover my eyes and hold my breathe until i made it across.


knives. i think i already explained this one before, but i'll share it again. so if i walk in the kitchen, and there is a knife lying on the counter in my direction eeek, omgah freak out spasm! i hate it, hate it, hate it. and i've never had a bad experience with a knife, that's what i can't understand.


dying young. i guess that's everyone's fear though. but i want to live a long life full of suprises and happyness, i don't want to miss out on anything i should have experienced. i want to get married and be married for years! and i want to have babies that look like me and their daddy because he's what i love to look at best, watch them grow and spoil them with all my love..i want all of it, every photograph, prayer, crayon smile and giggle. and that's what kenny calls the "good stuff".

i think way to much

have you ever had a dream that you felt you had already dreamed before, but then again..not really? deja vu. it's so eerie to me. i don't even think i can remember the dream to tell you what it was about, but when i woke up i knew whatever it was i dreamed, i had dreamed of it before. that didn't quite roll off the tongue smooth did it?


isn't that just weird. and why is it the moment i wake up, poof its gone! where did it go, and why can't i remember it? does God mean for me not to remember it? is it kind of like the after affects of childbirth, where your not suppose to remember the pain? its like you remember, but you don't. you can see it deep inside your mind, but you can't quite get the right words out to explain it to yourself or someone. the unexplained has always fascinated me. i wanna know why!


i bought a book a few months ago, its called the dictionary of dreams. at the beginning of the book, it explains what dreams are, which are hallucinations they say. really? ok. i guess that makes sense, kind of. then it proceeds into the different stages of sleep.. and let me tell you it is some kind of equation! im not going to go into all that because well, it just makes me want to cut my finger off.. so google it if you must because it's just too psychological for me to explain.

this is my copy but they come in different covers!

anyway, in this book it has pretty much any kind of dream you can imagine dreaming. so for instance, if you dreamed of falling, you would look under the f's and it would tell you why you dreamed of falling. or if you dreamed of a tomato it would tell you why you dreamed of a tomato, you get the point right? and yes, tomato is really in there. it's pretty cool but most of them tell you reasons you had already guessed, so it's not like it's a big suprise. oh, that's why i dreamed that!


i keep that book on my night stand, just in case i need it. it comes in handy, sometimes. kind of like my security blanket, because i have bad dreams, alot. and i don't like sleeping alone, never have because im scared of the dark, betcha didn't know that huh!


 i love quirky books.


today was ehh.. okay i guess. since i didn't have to work today, i had to find something to do and boy did i!


i went shopping and i did okay until i went in janie's pastry shop. just when i was bragging about how good i was doing on watching my spending.. i buy a 20 dollar italian creme cake. the sad part is, it wasn't even that good. i was not impressed at all. i felt like someone popped my balloon.

it looked great sitting on that shelf next to the red velvet cake and german chocolate cake.. but after i took a bite, i could hear my taste buds laughing and pointing in disgust. really, i thought janie's pastry cakes were the bomb.com? fonies. 


but i did make the lady write my name on the cake, i mean if im going to pay 20 dollars for a cake, its going to at least have my name on it! the lady was like, "you don't want happy birthday on the cake?" my reply: "no thanks, im just awesome".


brillant.


so, when i get home this afternoon i turn on the tube, and what is on? "after armageddon" on the history channel, and if you can imagine its kind of out there. i changed it real quick at first, but then i got curious so i turned it back. nothing else was on anyway. and those kind of shows scare me, because its real and possible.


it was explaining how the world would be after everything was gone pretty much. things like water and gasoline would be crucial to one's survival. people would literally be killing each other to survive, its crazy. but if you think about it, that's how the world would be in that kind of epidemic. that's how the world is these days. not saying all of our world has gone to crap, but most of it has. but just think back how our world was during hurricane katrina! people were fighting each other for gasoline, and stealing from grocery stores! 




sometimes we don't lend a helping hand or spare a piece of our loaves of bread like jesus did with the 5,000. it's sad, but it's true. so what would we do, if we had to chose between our survival or someone else's??




would we share our precious goods with our fellow men, or would we keep them for ourselves? it would be a hard decision, no doubt in that particular situation. you think, oh of course i would.. but im sure it's not that easy to say once your in those shoes.


lets face it, we're all human. it wouldn't be crazy of us to second guess things like that, because we are human. but we all have hearts, sometimes we just have to dig to reach it, but it's there, and if we dig just deep enough, we would make the right choice.

macaroni and moo cows!

i asked brayden what to name this one, his answer.. macaroni and moo cows.. so there you have it! where do kids get their ideas from a clown? and why is nikki sixx talking about hygiene on his radio show tonight? did he really just say fungus puppet? what the world? my head is cocked to the side like nipper.


fall is creeping back in and it makes me want to roll around in the grass like a blind st. bernard.. its wonderful! the leaves are changing dookie brown and falling because they are well, dying.. how poetic.


fall is great and its my favorite.. then spring, but not the "in- between" because that's the part of the year when i usually get sick. crud.


today is my wednesday off. i needed new scrubs so that was first thing on my "to do list" today. i couldn't believe it, but i got three pairs of scrubs for fifty bucks. and that guys, is amazing because i usually pay fifty bucks for one pair of scrubs which is ridiculous.


here lately i have really started watching my spending. am i growing up you ask? pssh nahh.. i guess im just in that stage of life where im figuring things out, and my brain registers thoughts like..hey dumbass you don't have to pay that much for that, when the same thing is right here for less.. in comparison to grabbing everything i like without even noticing the price tag! it just makes sense now and i see light bulbs. weeeee.


and i only curse when it's neccessary, and sometimes it's just the right word to get my point across. so im apologizing ahead of time. i mean, you got to let a wordy dird slip every now and then, its healthy in my opinion.


i used to never, ever shop on the sale racks never! it was like it was against my religion or something. and i will admit, clothes on the sale rack weren't "good enough" for me then. no, no don't think awful of me please. but now, its crazy the things you can find on those lonely racks! i figured it out, BAM its like someone hit me upside the noggin' with a brick! like just the other day, i found a pencil skirt for five dollars.. and it looks rockstar... just imagine..two slanted pocket zippers on the front.. black lace trim on the end. this skirt was originally forty-five dollars. shazamm money in my pocket. i like to use alot of sound effects when i write. :)


and here's the secret.. even though you love that jessica simpson top to death and its the end of the world if you don't take it home with you that day.. wait. you see it. there it is. its on the sale rack, not even a month later. yep, the stores are like nasty toll-free callers out to get you. don't let them trick you though, because its all a big conspiracy. they are brillant though, i have to hand it to em'. applaud.


yesterday, our house was like a kid zoo by the end of the day and i have to share because my nephew is so stinkin' funny. have you ever heard of a two-pickle cheese sandwich?? well its just as it sounds, two pieces of bread.. a slice of cheese and two dill pickles in between. that is what brayden told me he wanted for lunch, so that's what the little guy got! would you believe it, if i told you he actually ate the whole sandwich? its his favorite sandwich. that kid loves him some mountain dew too.

he is such a mess, but i love his little personality. he reminds me of.. well, me when i was little, always running around crazy, laughing hysterically. "my ears are flopping" stage. and if you know me pretty good, that past sentence just made perfect sense.


paxton is getting bigger everytime i see him. his personality should come peaking out soon enough. he's becoming a chunky monkey and his eyes aren't so cross eyed. the other day i sang him to sleep with "don't cry" by guns and roses. knocked him out flat like a pan cake. figuritively speaking of course. i would never "flatten" my little nephew out like a pan cake, that's disturbing.  i will sing it to my babies oneday.

gracie is a busy little girl and will do anything she wants to. lil' girl knows what she wants, nothing wrong with that. im not as close to gracie, as i am brayden and paxman but that's only because i don't see her as much and she doesn't live just right down the road from our house. we will get closer though because i will have to teach her the "tricks" to shopping so good like her aunt callie.

so sunday was garrett's momas 50th birthday. we took her out to eat to celebrate. she so doesn't look 50, not even near it. i hope i look as good as she does when im her age. she's great. my moma will be fifty on the 19th of october which reminds me i need to be thinking of something to get her. im not going to be mean though, because i've heard already of the things other people have planned for her.. anywho, i also shaved garretts head sunday night. i think he was scared, even though the guard was on, i mean if anyone could screw anything up it would have to be me. jk. here's a picture. 

i've been neglecting my book so i guess i'll give it some attention. im never gonna get those "thirty things" done before im thirty..

twenty-one things that annoy me

this is a list of "21" things that i have found annoy me, here we go:
(no particular order)


1. people who don't speak english.


2. white people who think they are black.


3. people who complain or whine constantly.


4. the lady at wal-mart who talks herself through every single move she makes while she is checking you out.


5. rap music


6. when someone leaves a knife on the kitchen counter out in the open.


7. people who stare, its very rude.


8. bruno mars new music video  "the lazy song". i don't care to see him with his pants down around his ankles, much less five other monkeys.


9.  people who smoke right in my face.


10. people who smoke period.


11. loud music in restraunts.


12. when someone leaves the gas pump clicker push in, and gas goes everywhere when i use it. especially if im wearing heels, ick!


13. when rite-aid is all out of my 901B lip shade : (


14. when cashiers put my change on top of the bills, it just ends up on the floor.


15. left over pizza in the refridgerater.


16. people who are naturally gross.


17. merging drivers who don't step on the gas pedal, instead they stop.


18. fat people wearing flip flops.


19. people who change their babies diaper in public places or right in front of you.


20. people who wear their pajama's in public places.


21. overly religious people.