Wednesday, April 30, 2014

You'll just know.

We have always been told that when you find the oneyou'll just know.


I doubted this for years. I had 3 "serious" relationships. The high school boyfriend. The first college boyfriend. The other college boyfriend. At one point in all three of those relationships, I thought. "I guess he's the one." Then, in the next relationship, I wondered…"Well I thought he was the one, but I guess this one must be?" 



They weren't. None of them were. Because now...



I am in love. And I know he's the one.




Oh yes, you read that correctly. The "emotionally emotionless" girl who had been selectively single for 3+ years, ran from the bouquet toss at weddings, and was 100% anti-cuddling is in love. 

A and I had an interesting beginning, but it was exactly what we needed to get us to where we are now.

I am in love with his heart. I am in love with his mind (though I'm never really sure what he's thinking). I am in love with the man he is today and the man he is becoming. I am especially in love with the woman I am becoming because of him. 


Every day, I think it's not possible for me to love him any more than I do…and the very next day, I am proven wrong. 




I was always told I'd have a whirlwind romance. It wasn't exactly like my friends imagined. I didn't meet a foreign guy on vacation, fall in love, and get married 6 weeks later. But. A and I have been together* for 6 months and I already know. 


*We casually dated each other, off and on, for a year before we decided to actually give it a real shot and be together. Best decision ever.

Monday, April 28, 2014

Confessions From the Weekend

This weekend was Oxford's big Spring festival -- Double Decker

I had planned to take a ton of pictures and write a full post about the awesomeness that surrounds the weekend in Oxford. But confession #1…I didn't take a single picture. Thankfully, Rachel over @ Rachel Rewritten wrote exactly what I had in mind. So you can check that out instead. (Bonus: cute pictures of her niece.) 

Confession #2 - I got sassy with a rent-a-cop security guard. So, we were offered backstage passes for the Wild Feathers show, but I didn't want a view of their behinds. I wanted to be front and center. 


But then, after the show - I did want to go backstage. I walked around and just waltzed through the barricade. Nope. The security guard stopped me. I politely explained to him that I was friends with the band, to which he responded, "Mmmhmm yeah, everyone is." Then I got sassy. Because I really am friends with the band. One of the members even came over when he saw what was happening and tried to escort me in but that didn't work either. I had to have a pass or the security guard wasn't budging. After a few minutes, I got a pass. And I'm pretty sure I said "nananana booboo" to the guard. 


Confession number three is worst of all. Day drinking has a much different effect on me. When I drink at night, I get tipsy and I dance. (Usually a choreographed dance from a Britney Spears video.) But day drinking? Even just sipping a few beers in the hot sun…it's like truth elixir. I just start spilling secrets (my own, don't worry) and tell people way more information than they'd ever care to know. I hung out with a friend from out of town all that night and I told her every single detail about my life, from past relationships to current, family issues, and everything in between. I now think she knows me better than any of my closest friends. Oops.


How was your weekend? Any confessions to share?

Thursday, April 10, 2014

BirchBox Review - March

My March BirchBox contained two things I was really hoping for.





I have been hoping for some of this. My hands have been so dry this winter and my lips stay chapped. It's a little greasy, but that's obviously what my hands needed, because it worked. Just don't put it on if you know you'll be shaking someone's hand in the near future. Also, the sample size was super tiny. I doubt I'll buy the full-size because, well, Winter is over and my hands are soft again.



I got a similar product in January, but this stuff is amazing. It smells amazing, it feels amazing, and it made my hair look amazing. It's definitely worth the full-size purchase. 



I have been hoping for a BB cream to come in my box. I already discovered a CC cream that I love, so naturally, I thought the BB cream would be great, too. I hate it. It makes my face feel wet and gross when I put it on. I tried it a few times, but wanted to wash my face immediately. I'll stick to my drug store Maybelline BB cream for now.



I've been trying to wear more color on my lips, but I don't like this stuff. It makes my lips so dry that I have to put on chapstick, too. And then my chapstick turns pink. Plus, it's almost the exact same color as the cheek and lip stuff I got last month. Lame.



Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Love this stuff. (Told y'all, I love my Jergens.) Plus, BirchBox included a $2 off coupon in my box. I'll be purchasing this as soon as my sample runs out.



Here's what I'll be trying this month. 



Have you signed up for BirchBox?

Monday, April 7, 2014

An Open Letter to Ted Mosby

Dear Ted,

You've been a part of my life for the past four years*. I welcomed you into my living room every Monday night for 6 months of the year. (Who am I kidding? Sunday afternoon during DVR catchup time.) I laughed with you, I cried with you, I hoped for you, and sometimes I hated you. God, you could be annoying. But most of all, I loved you. I even named my first "born" after you.


Mosby (full name: Hurricane Mosbius Stinson)

I was with you through Robin, Victoria (ugh), Robin, Stella (sorry bro), Zoey, Robin, Victoria again (double ugh) and even Holli, BlahBlah, Honey, and the Slutty Pumpkin. I was with you when you finally met the Mother. I watched you make a ton of mistakes and twice as many romantic gestures. And last week, you made your last one as you 

***Spoiler Alert***

once again stole the blue french horn for Robin. At first, I didn't know how to feel. (Even after being reminded that a few years ago, I made the statement, "The mother's gonna die and he'll end up with Robin.") After having a week to let it really sink in, I can only say that I'm happy for you. And also, thank God it's not Victoria. 


Best Wishes,
Faye Walter





P.S. Just a thought. Robin wanted to run away with you at her wedding to Barney and you turned her down. When she left a very pregnant Lily (dressed as Moby Dick) on Halloween, she said it was hard to be around you because you were happy and she realized that she should have ended up with you. When she shows up to your wedding, she's clearly jeals. How exactly did the Mother get sick? Was she around Robin much? Did you test for arsenic poisoning? Just wondering.


*I watched the first five seasons in about a month to prepare for season 6, so that's why it has only been 4 years.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

A Confess Sesh

So, I have a few things to confess.


I'm obsessed with SnapChat selfies



I can't decide if I'm the worst girlfriend or the best girlfriend. This morning, A was folding some clothes and I told him to stop. I read this article once that says you should never critique a man or re-do things he has done. You don't want to emasculate the poor guy. But. I like laundry to be folded a certain way. And I actually like doing laundry. So I want to do it. Worst girlfriend for potentially emasculating him? Or best girlfriend for giving him a free lifetime pass to never being forced to fold laundry?

I posted a political status on Facebook today. My state passed that ridiculous "religious freedom" bill that was in the news when it was vetoed by the Arizona governor. Apparently, a business owner can refuse to do business with someone on the grounds that it interferes with their religious beliefs and that person who is refused has no right to legal action. So basically, if you're a Mississippi Christian, you can refuse service to homosexuals. Because I'm a Christian, I could refuse service to those that refuse service to homosexuals. (Because I believe in loving your neighbor as yourself.)

I sold my tickets to the sold out show for The XX at the Lyric so I could attend a free Nelly concert in the Grove. And I'm not ashamed. Uh-oh! 



What do you have to confess? 

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

April

Today is April 1. I'm hoping I make it through without getting fooled. It's not likely.

March actually seemed like it lasted forever. And yet I didn't have time to complete any of my goals. I did change my sheets and clean up my bedroom once a week, but it wasn't always on Sunday. I took one bath early in the month when I was sick, but not every week. I picked up Tina Fey's Bossypants and haven't even opened it, so I obviously didn't read it. Not only did I not work out 2 times a week…I didn't work out one time a week. I didn't work out one time this month. Other than a sweet card I gave to A the other day, no handwritten cards were sent. 


April Goals

Read a book.

30 Day Beach Body Challenge.

AdvoCare 10 Day Cleanse.

Go on walks with Mosby.

Clean for 30 minutes each day.


I always seem to fail at the reading a book goal, but that's why I keep setting it. I used to read at least 12 books a year, and I haven't been doing that lately. All it takes is the time to read a few pages and get in the story. I just need to do it.


I'm going to the beach in May. April 12th marks 30 days until my departure. So for those 30 days, I'll be doing this Beach Body Challenge that I found on Pinterest. 


I did the AdvoCare 10 Day Cleanse last summer and loved it. It's time to do it again. April 7-16. Those days are perfect because it's right between two home SEC baseball weekends. I'm gonna need to drink beer and eat burgers at the baseball games. Duh.


We have a large fenced in back yard, but Mosby loves to go on walks. Now that it's warmer, I'm gonna take him on a walk around the neighborhood or around the Square at least once a week.


I did a deep clean of my living room, kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom last week. It took hours. If I vow to just clean for 30 minutes every day (and clean up messes as soon as they're made), it'll stay looking nice.


What are your goals for the month?