busy bride i am

im really starting to enjoy all of the decision making

that comes with being a bride

i have finally loosened up a bit and decided these little moments will

all be over soon

so i am enjoying myself

today i met my lovely hairstylist at one o' clock

to play with a hairstyle i had picked out

and it looked great

it's fun and flirty

yet elegant

theres something about topping the hairstyle off

with the veil that makes the world stop turning for a moment

is this real??

am i really getting married??

why yes, yes you are home girl!

after the hair appointment it was off to the bridal shop

to have the dress pinned for alterations

as i was getting undressed i realized my mother was still in the dressing room with me

"well mama, i guess this is a good time to show you my tattoo?"

like i could have covered it up, right?

yikes

she took it better than expected

she will be fine

i was expecting my seamstress to be

 a well kept to do mid 40's lady with blonde hair
and long groomed fingernails
or maybe even an oriental out spoken lady whose voice would echo terror

..but to my suprise it was a little old lady
with freckles ontop her ears and her short gray hair twisted and pinned in
a somewhat mini french twist

sweet and gentle as could be

her hands were bandaged im guessing from all the alterations she has had lately

she stood to what it seemed to my hips

and she carried a goody bag full of sewing supplies, needles, tags, and

i could not help but notice a spool of pink thread lying next to a pair of scissors

this lady was prepared for any fashion disaster!

it didn't take long before she had me all pinned and ready to go

before we left she mentioned that she had graduated with my paw-paw

and left us with a sweet

"it's good to know you"

as her way of saying goodbye

she must have told us that twice

i usually don't get attached to people i first meet

but there was something about that old lady that made me want to

jump in her goody bag and insist she tell me her life story over a plate of warm chocolate chip cookies

do you ever have moments like that?

maybe she reminded me of my grandmother

& maybe my hormones are just getting the best of me here lately

but i really enjoyed today for some reason

i need to cry to a movie now

: )

wednesday

today has been just fine

i wouldn't have spent my wednesday any other way

im not ashamed to say i didn't get fully dressed until two o'clock

p.m., that is

only because the movie sex and the city ended at that exact time in my life

i always rewind the part when carrie hits big with her wedding bouquet at least three times

you go girl i yell

hit him harder!

it's almost the same feeling a guy gets when his football team scores

pure justice

i sat indian style with my bowl of overcooked ramen noodles

and enjoyed my movie along with my cat jovi

what do i mean by overcooked?
well i didn't burn them if that is what you are guessing

lets just say i thought that i heard the wind blowing

except it wasn't the wind

it was my pot of amazingness spilling over the rim

they tasted great to me

and why not throw in yet another trip to jackson?

cool

so i bought mom a breadman for christmas, right?

well it turns out, it had a huge dent on the side of it and the lid just would not cooperate

so..
aggravation immediately sets in

needless to say it's unhappy self was going back home to target

can i get a amen?

in an attempt to exchange for a new one

guess what?

there wasn't any in stock

anywhere!

who else buys a freaking bread making machine besides me??

everyone else in the whole united freaking states does, that's who!

american's love bread?

no kidding

isn't that the reason we are so obese?

why can't america be out of slim fast?

okay so that was a little harsh

i will 'simmer down now' on that note

but we did get our money back

and we will be ordering online

why didn't i think of that in the first place?

online shopping is so much easier

so my day ended with apollo 18

and my sweetheart

i felt like i was watching the blair witch project from space

and word to the wise: don't waste your money on this film

it wasn't anything like my all-time favorite

armaggedon

featuring steven t

but it sure was nice to squeeze the life out of garretts arm

on the scary parts

or was that him squeezing the life out of me?

..kidding..

: )

grilled cheese giggle fits

you will always have that friend that makes you feel like your in high school again

its almost like your inner child ties your adulthood up away in your old locker for the day

just for a brief moment of grilled cheese giggle fits

well today was one of those grilled cheese days

thats what i like to call them anyway

its the only way i can really express verbally how fun it is i guess

i was one of the dorks that read all of the twilight saga books way before the movies ever came into being

so naturally it didn't take very long for me to grow old of the "the big fad"

and i like to huff & puff about how ridiculous people make the whole vampire and werewolves

out to be the greatest thing since the spice girls

but secretly i think the movies are pretty amazing myself

so sssh...

don't tell!

i wouldn't want it to ruin my stone wall i have built from the beautiful nonsense

i just recently watched new moon in my attempt to catch up with the world i suppose

i figured i might as well keep running

so i called up that loyal friend of mine and we made our way to see

breaking dawn part 1

i was stoked

we bought a medium bag of only the greasiest popcorn ever

and two five-dollar cokes

im pretty sure i called the coke orgasmic

yikes

its funny because i don't think i even ate that much popcorn

yet she ate almost the whole bag and almost chewed her straw away to timbuktu

two hours away from her smokes nearly killed her apetite
its true

and it did

after the movie it was waffle house bound

she wasn't hungry as you probably guessed

so she settled for a cup of coffee with too much sugar

and i on the other hand, treated myself to one chocolate chip waffle and a forgetaful order of hashbrowns (covered)

forgetaful in the fact that my order was almost forgotten

 its hard to eat when a creepy guy who resembles stevo from jackass is reading your mind though

like i said

im just not very good at containing myself in funny situations

& i also like to think that i am pretty clever too

i have quirky ways of distracting myself

for an example:

making a paper mustache from the straw wrapper

indulge in what you have been given

maybe he wasn't reading my mind afterall?

grilled cheese moments always have a way of bringing your age back into perspective

on the ride home we conversated about how the moon looked like a big cheese puff ball

and how we have surpassed all of the "upcoming cool ages"

we were so cool when we finally got our driver licenses at sixteen

we felt independent when we reached the big eighteen

and now that we are twenty -one everything that we thought would be so dope

isn't as dope and we thought it would ultimately feel

so here we are

we are at the end of our happy rope

that is what we had decided

its all down hill from here

we had already foretold our life 8 to 10 years from now in as little as a ten minute drive

how depressing of us?

she took a long drag from her cig on that one

you betcha'

i felt like i had too just from the second hand smoke i had inhaled from the hard fact

but i opposed the thought

"bring on thirty because i will be thirty and flirty" i said

we will not let fine lines and wrinkles take away our grilled cheese giggle fits

no sir

we will never grow up

we have many more grilled cheese days to come

i love the fact that pat benatars "love is a battlefield" chims into my mind all of the sudden

i am such a kid

so i bought my cat a fleece jacket

so here i am

in my favorite pair of baggy boy pants and a cup of hot chocolate in my hand

extra mini mallows

oh, and my cat

who for whatever reason seems to like eating my rubberbands

cats are weird

and they will lick anything

jovi would eat a booger if the opportunity arose

and apparently it isn't normal to buy your cat clothes?

but what is so normal about buying your dog clothes?
i don't see the difference, myself

checkout lady: aww.. what kind of dog do you have?

me: .. i have a cat
[insert awkward blank stare here]

usually i tend to lie and say things like, "oh, i have toy yorkshapoo"

but is that even a dog?

so maybe my cat isn't as cool as the cat with twenty-three toes
 but she does rock a fleece jacket

i got carded for buying nyquil

this rainy day seems to somewhat compliment my snotty nose im rockin' around

i have been sneezing non-stop all weekend

kleenex after kleenex

nothing seems to help, not even nyquil

all it seems to do is give me a hangover

thats no fun

who wants a hangover you didn't even earn?

and you know, i actually got carded at walgreens for nyquil last night

i wish i was kidding

although i was swapping out brags to a lady in line in front of me the great effects the shet has on me

and what is worst?

sounding like marcel the shell with shoes on doesn't quite adhere with my retainer im wearing

(if your seeing question marks, youtube marcel the shell with shoes on)

what a funny combination

garrett likes my retainer

he thinks it is cute

should i be worried?

he has been a good sport this weekend

even though he made me drink his special blend of a nasty cup of alkaseltzer w/ sugar

he took my temperature and..

"if you drink it all, you can lay your head in my lap baby", he said

he takes care of me

but its monday and i really need a pick me up

so

without further ado

im going to get that mccafe' peppermint hot chocolate

that i love so much

toodles my noodles

i think i'll have a glass of wine now

..so this a.m. could have started out a little easier..

first punch of the day:

i woke up from a really, really bad dream

one of those dreams that makes you feel bad for dreaming such a dream

why did i dream that?

i didn't look it up in my dream dictionary

even though i thought about it

i just felt like it would possibly freak me out even more

so i didn't

i dreamed i watched as one of my close family members was burned to death

i didn't burn the person of course

i just stood there watching as he saw death pursuing him before his eyes

it was detailed, too detailed

& it was like i was helpless, like i couldn't do anything for him

almost like my body was immobilized in an ice cube

i couldn't save him

why couldn't i save him?

i feel horrible for dreaming that

i woke up crying and i felt like i was having a mild panic attack

it really upset me

now i have bad dreams alot

but this particular dream was way past intense for me

but im fine

2nd punch of the day:

i got stung by a wasp on my birdie finger

how ironic

he was in my hair!

i was running around the house

from this wasp that was tangled in my hair!

did i actually think i was running away from it!?

you would have thought i was being murdered as loud as i was screaming

but im fine

after being merely killed i managed to finally make it to the shower

thank you jesus thank you

but the wasp was not dead yet..

i cornered the little beast in the bathroom

mom finished him off for me with my zebra danskos

and down the pipes he went

may you rest in peace home fly

and if your wondering how much worse is it going to get, my day did actually get better

i made it to my orthodontist appointment early

a trip to jackson with a good friend

japenese soul food and canary diamonds

and everything is fine

i miss my boyfriend

so today was pretty rad.

i woke up with a nyquil hangover, great way to start off the day right?

i slept great though, and i needed it.

sinuses are killa.

a trip to jackson why not?

mmk here we go.

hey why not throw in a tattoo?

not for me though, of course not.

i held my friends hand as she endured the pain.

i told her it wouldn't hurt.

oops.

she lives.

so best buy took us all the way around the world.

for a stinkin' usb dial up modem

which could have been avoided if only my parents would change to high speed.

they just don't listen.

bummer.

there goes 50 bucks.

wasted?

maybe so, since my sorry computer doesn't come equipted with a CD drive for the installation cd.

boocockie!

petsmart.

i want a baby rat.

i can't, i won't, i want him.

bad idea.

get me out of this store.

he is only 6.99, why not?

rats are stinky.

right!

victoria's secret?

yes please.

holy crap i spent way too much.

i forgive myself.

breathe.

mugshots.

2 long island ice teas for amber.

H20 with lemon for me.

i think i'll have a salad.

my friend is embarrasing me.

lets get out of here.

im driving, hand over the keys dude.

oh, of course i would get lost the one time my friend is intoxicated.

here we go.

where do i go?

why are those people honking at me, stop!

wait, where did 1-55 go?

and now im actually taking directions from a drunk?

wow, she knows what she is talking about!

whew!

home bound.

and i really miss garrett, but today was great.

it's dope

please i can explain! that is, for my lack of posting lately. but i do have a fairly good excuse and that is: my computer hates me. it is so true, see it has these "spaz-out" moments every now and then where the screen goes totally black due to being abused with pledge furniture polish once upon a time ago. who could have done that you ask? oh, just my little nephew. he really was in truth only trying to help his aunt cowie out though at the time. i could never be mad at that little koolaid covered angel face. so.. im back but not in black! look at me spitting out ac/dc jokes! chessy so cheesy. maybe i should omit that.. nah! so this is for you shell bell, my faithful reader!


halloween was so much dopier than i planned! and i overuse that word. anyway, it was! i dressed jovi in her witch outfit and i was... amy winehouse. yes, of course i was! i think i did pretty good with it myself, see what you think.

and fyi, i was in no way making fun of amy winehouse. i actually love(d) her music, she had a lot of problems, but in the music world you have to look past those problems. she was an amazing singer, and her voice was a gift to this world that will never be forgotten. it was so unique in itself, full of bluesy raspy sound that would just enchant you. sure, many people in this world have a nice voice, but to have an electrifying sound like hers, it is hard to come by. it's like janis or joan man, the beatles, the stones, zeppelin or tyler.. oh i could on and on..

and im rambling..


but back to it, by the end of the night my costume took a turn for the worse. i guess i got bored with my amy look so i decided i would spruce it up a bit by adding my aunts pastel printed reading glasses, a brown sequin headband and some billy bob teeth to top it off. and again, i wasn't making fun of amy, God rest her soul, so maybe she won't haunt me for it. and here it is, check it out.

a couple of days ago i was going to post a picture of my nirvana inspired scarecrow, but well you know what happened. so here it is too.

cheesecake smiles for a thousand miles

i know its been a while.. but here is what has happened lately in my life in a gist because i am way too lazy to go in detail tonight. hang on, here it goes:


canton flea market- crazy wide eyed shoppers who think that they have to buy every piece of crap they lay eyes on and apparently think you are transparent while walking. will i ever go again? jello no. i bought a clint eastwood shirt who i thought at first was james dean, a hit stick, a five dollar lemonade, and a three dollar squishy egg yoke spatter ball that totally kept me amused the whole rest of the day. it's three dollar self busted after i threw it at my grandmas screen door and that was the last of the squishy egg yoke spatter ball. just kidding about the fight stick even though it would have been very useful.

750 ( over 3 feet wide) panoramic puzzle of times square- it took me approx. four days to complete. im very proud of myself, can't you tell. big accomplishment for me. im thinking about maybe getting it framed. here it is!

iSpeech obama app- funniest blackberry app i have ever seen.


obama will say anything you tell him to

  that should do it.


so now that we are up to date.. last night me and garrett were looking at one of my grandmas cookbooks and there was a picture of a chocolate-cherry cheesecake on the cover. oh i got that, shoot! he was practically drooling so i decided i would make it for him. i knew it was going to take me all-day to make it so i got up this a.m. to get all the things i would need to make it. i didn't know it would take five hours though, but it was well worth it. he loved it making it a success.

after spending five hours making this divine cheese cake from scratch, i realized cooking takes alot of work, no wonder people shop from the frozen section. it's so much easier. i had to clean the kitchen at least three times because i am such a messy cook. i had oreos/butter in my hair, cherry syrup dripping from the counters to the floor, and oreos in my cool whip container. not complaining. and fyi: whipping cream and cool whip are NOT the same thing. i grabbed the cool whip instead of whipping cream in walmart because i thought whipping cream was the same thing as cool whip, and it is not.






so mine didn't look exactly like the picture, so what it never does right? it was still amazing.

 and i do this all because i love him.


happy monday to me : )

ello monday

"good morning! welcome to krystals! would you like to start off the day with a krystals scrambler combo!?"


me: yes please!


...silence...


"welcome to krystals, can i take your order?"


me: oh fudge, not again!


so i decided to start off the day with a krystals scrambler combo breakfast meal, but i didn't realize the loud speaker was going to in turn make me feel like an idiot! i should have known it was a foonie anyway since the ladies voice on the loud speaker was so welcoming with her high pitch aunt jemima come on in child voice! why do they do that? they get me everytime! for now on, i will wait a few minutes before i answer, maybe i will fool them into feeling like an idiot!

but it was worth driving me bonkers once i got home with my scrambler and turned on a good toon! good, good monday morning home fries.

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.

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.



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.

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! : )

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! : )

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..

nikki sixx's radio show gets on my nerves

its 9:00 on a monday night and i can honestly say, im ready to hit the pillow! sad right? im only 21 years old, should i be worried? don't answer that.


i already have the fear ignited in me that when you hit age 20 you begin developing wrinkles..


i've been going to sleep alot earlier now that i think about it.. i have a perfectly good excuse tonight though: i cleaned my ENTIRE room today. i dusted, polished, tossed and ended up with two garbage bag full of clothes that have to go to a new home, any home that is.. i don't care just not mine! yes, two overflowing bags of clothes! and these aren't just clothes that don't fit, these are clothes that i HAD to get rid of because i have no room for new clothes. my dresser was literally vomiting clothes all over my floor.. im so serious right now! wouldn't that be awesome if you could use that sorry excuse on your mom.."mom, its not my fault my clothes are ALL over my floor, my dresser regurgitated my clothes!" i mean, its pretty bad when you have to get a running start just to stuff more clothes in the drawers! its definitley a pain in the azz, so its best just to get rid of it.



  so that's pretty much all i did today boocockie.. nothing real exciting. i don't even think i went outside today, at all. its way to hot to anyway. bridgette and paxman came over today while i was clean sweeping. paxman is growing everytime i see him, what a chunk! he is like a miniature version of brayden, except his skin tone is a bit lighter. all he does right now is sleeps and grunts. i can't wait until he shows us his little personality, i guess we will have to wait until he's a little bigger to find that out.

 

"i sleep with one eye open dawg"
(say this outloud in a mexican accent)


i can't leave jovi unattended in my room because i just looked down and she is eating my white chocolate pudding . bummer! i only got two spoonfuls of it. she's lucky she's so spoilt. hey i don't need the calories anyway.


 i really hope i don't kill my cat feeding her the things i do. i think its perfectly healthy though.


spoilt rotten!




so i've been listening to 106.7 which is a rock station and the song "under pressure" by david bowie comes on.. have you ever noticed it has the same sound as "ice, ice baby"! i can't believe i never noticed that, YouTube it! apparently, vanilla ice "stole the beat" of under pressure by david bowie and queen.  the song was written in 1981 if your a dork like me and research these things.


 vanilla ice drew controversy by claiming that he owed no royalties for sampling "under pressure", citing one minor alteration to the bassline (although the alteration he mentioned was actually to the drum music, not the bass.) . although no lawsuit was ever filed, the rapper supposedly settled out of court, and songwriting credits were made to members of Queen and Bowie.


i personally don't care for either of the two songs, they make me want to cut my finger off...


kidding :)

sunday funday?

twoday has definitely felt as long as it sounds! not that im complaining at all, it was perfect in every way. my alarm clock decided to wake me up with Hells Bells, and i thought "wow, what a great song to wake up to", and it normally would be an awesome jam to kick start the morning.. but wait its sunday a.m...should i pray?!" im sure God has a great sense of humor if He is anything like me.. which He has to be, because He created me in His own image. super dooper.

so i went to church with garrett today. the sermon was lovely of course and i like his preacher, he's so nice. while we were standing up praying, i noticed my body is very off balanced when my eyes are closed, isn't that weird? i just sway back and forth, it probably looks like im being hypnotized or i have some kind of rhythmic movement disorder. or maybe it was my heels, im not too sure on that one. i wonder if anyone else has that problem.. maybe its mental. maybe i should Google it? garrett is so sweet when he sings in his manly man voice, he doesn't know it but im listening.

anyway..

after church, we ate lunch at foxes pizza. i've always thought that their pizza has tasted kind of strange, good pizza.. but strange. i figured out why it tastes so strange though, and the reason being.. it taste like it has a hint of beer. im not a bad person, i have tried beer and im not a beer drinker but that pizza tastes like beer. garrett didn't think so. pretty sure he thinks my taste buds are mentally challenged. ah well..

sundays are not complete without a sunday nap. oh, its necessary. so that is just what we did.

sundays also are not complete without a little excitement! here we go.. brayden had been trying to wake me up from my nap multiple times, "sunt cowie, wake up! its time to wake up, come outside and throw this ball and let me hit it!" "brayden, its too hot, aunt cowie is sooo tired" im really not a bad aunt!

after that didn't work for him, i guess the poor lil' guy got bored and decided to throw the ball at the sink , which eventually ended up..down the sink! How do you explain to a 5 year old, a sink does not work the same as a basket ball hoop!?

my ears are flopping Aunt Cowie?

so next thing i hear is my door slam wide open WHAM! FEET STOMPING..and brayden screaming "aunt cowie, my ball my ball! how am i gonna get it out, my ball!" it is really the end of the world now! is this my punishment for waking up to such a song? maybe God didn't have a sense of humor this morning?
what the world, i thought!? this kid is going to send me into a panic attack.. so off to the sink i go, and what do i find? his ball in the sink pipes. "brayden, go get me a fork!" I thought ah that will take him at least ten minutes to find a fork, i'll just go watch tv while i wait. so i head back to the sink to take another look, and brayden has pushed the ball even further down the pipe! what the world!? brayden is screaming and sobbing "it didn't work aunt cowie!" never leave a kid unattended with silverware i guess.

i gave up at this point. may the stinkin' ball rest in peace.

why didn't i just go play ball with him? i have learned my lesson sweet Jesus, thank you for that.

Mans Best Friend

ain't nothing sexier than watching a man change his oil! me and tobey watched garrett change his oil in his truck earlier.. tobey is getting so big now. i remember the day i brought him to garrett for his birthday, i was so worried he wouldn't want another dog since his last dog got ran over. garrett loves him, and he loves garrett! so, so precious to me.

my cat is so kool, i give her koolaid!

jovi loves strawberry koolaid! not sure if it's healthy for a cat.. but hey, people feed animals peanut butter and chocolate all the time, so what could it hurt her? i decided since my cat was so kool, i would give her koolaid instead of H20 today.


for it to be a thursday, it was kind of lame and i was disappointed. i slept in longer than i planned, but i woke up just in time for cinnamon rolls just out of the oven so it all worked out pretty dope.


after i stuffed 4 obese cinnamon rolls down my throat, i decided i needed a hair cut, badly. i was starting to look like don king. so i got my nicole richie side swept bangs back and lost the split ends.. its a nice feeling.

i apologize if i offended any fans!

and by the way, i broke my favorite hairbrush! yes, broke in half..it took me like ten minutes to get the broke half of the brush out of my head!


and to me, breaking your hairbrush because your hair is wayy too thick is like, ripping your pants in the crotch because your butt is wayy too big!


 its kind of embarrasing, but it happens right? its like a hands over eyes kind of moment! did i seriously just do that!? yes mam you did home girl!


so, since i "spilt the beans" already about my tattoo.. i guess i will explain. it was totally a "spur of the moment" thing, honest! although i had been seriously contemplating about whether i really wanted one or not, i decided i wanted it for sure after me and the tat man got the design down! i mean a tattoo is a BIG deal, and word to the wise.. Always, always research tattoos. don't just look at the first page of google images and say "oooh that's the one!" because folks its probably really not, and it's probably really lame .. and in fact, that tattoo is probably branded on a thousand more other people, so no, no.. don't do that please. its permanent remember? these aren't washable, they are there f-o-r-e-v-e-r! my point being? get a tattoo that rocks monstro out of the water!


so i didn't do it for anyone, just me. it was all my idea. not because everyone has one, not because its "cool", not because garrett wanted me to get one, because (in truth, he really didn't want me to get one!). i've always told myself, if i ever got a tattoo it would be something i drew up myself. unique. me. and that's just what my tattoo is, its me to a T. so here it is..
                                                                       

Star w/Lace

with the help of tat man

this was my sketch, nothing great just the idea

i actually had a dream last night that went like this.. i woke up, jumped in the shower and as im stepping out of the shower i notice my tattoo is like, gone. what the world!? did tat man seriously give me a fake tattoo? oh hello nah! i mean, i woke up in a sweat, heart pounding. scary! don't ya hate dreams like that?


i also dreamed i met mick jagger and spent a whole day with s.t... must have been all that good reading i did yesterday.. :/