I took this the night I put my bouquet together for my wedding. My favorite flower.
I walked into work today and a guy asked me if I was pregnant. It took me a second to answer because my confidence had the wind knocked out of her. My first thought was, "Hey!! It's the holidays man. Lay off!" I cautiously answered, "Um... no. I am not." He apologized and said I definitely don't look pregnant, but why am I wearing maternity pants... Oh! That!! I have this thing where I refuse to spend $70 on a new pair of jeans and wear them to this dirty, oily place. So I buy jeans and wear them until they are pretty much worn out, then they become my work jeans and I buy some more new jeans to keep nice. Well last time I bought jeans was in April. So my every day jeans are the right size, but my work jeans are two sizes too big. They fall off me any chance they get. And I can't wear belts because they bruise my hips. It doesn't hurt, but black and blue hips just look freaky. Also, it is VERY cold at my desk. Like 20 degrees. So I wear leggings under my jeans. Well they come half way up my torso, so I fold them over the top of my jeans so they aren't so annoying, and they hold my pants up. I am either a genius... or really, really cheap. Take your pick. I never realized they looked like maternity jeans until this morning. Thanks for pointing that out buddy. It saves me from looking like a fool for the rest of winter. It already looks like I am wearing my husbands jeans... Speaking of wearing mens things, once I had to wear my dad's shoes for a week. They are about six sizes too big. But it was the only way my wrapped feet would fit in shoes. And my feet were wrapped because I burned the crap out of the bottom of them. I hate shoes so I ran on the treadmill barefoot. I guess the friction heated it up and I didn't notice as I ran. When I stepped off I fell backwards just to get off my feet because it hurt so bad. I looked and the whole bottoms were one big, bloody blister. Like I said, I am a genius. And the doctor cleaned them and insisted I keep them wrapped. He wrapped them the size of softballs!!
Is it weird for me to get THIS with my wedding pictures all over it? Even if it is, I am still doing it.
I had two good nights in a row. I thought the insomnia was gone. The little jerk came back last night though.
I wish I could remember to turn my Kindle off. It's a good thing the battery lasts like a month.
I guess I don't know everything I am getting for Christmas. My lover put a few surprises under the tree because he knows surprises are my favorite. Have I mentioned how much I love that guy?
Today is nail day. Or back scratch day. It all just depends on which person in this marriage you ask.
I love when I type a blog this long and spell check it and the only thing that it highlights is "Um." Fabulous. I know I am going to find all kinds of mistakes when I read this later, just because I said that.
I may or may not pick all the sick nasty tan things out of my Lucky Charms. Let's face it, I only buy it for the marshmellows. I think something is wrong with me. I can eat a ridiculous amount of food. Like a whole pizza by myself. I rarely allow myself to eat that much, don't worry. If I ate all I could at every meal I would be 350 pounds within a year. Yes, that is 220 pounds. In one year. I am a fat kid at heart, what can I say. My husband always feels so bad when I diet... I eat half of what he does when he knows I could eat triple. But I like being skinny a little more than I like food. That's a lie. I don't like the sadness being overweight brings me more than I love food. And I am sick of hearing my doctor complain about handfuls of Hershey bars daily being bad for my diabetes. Whatever. They FEEL right. Ha! Before my brother-in-law had ever seen me eat like a freak (I try to keep it hidden around strangers... you think my lover woulda married a girl that could eat her weight in food? I kept it quiet until he was stuck with me muah ha ha ha ha!!) we made a bet. Josh told him I could eat a ridiculous amount of food. He didn't believe it so we are having an eating contest... two footlong subs from Subway. He wasn't worried until he watched me eat dinner. Two plates. And a bag of Cheetos. Not a little wimpy bag either. I am talking a BAG of Cheetos. So then he started training. He ate a footlong then made himself sick trying to eat nine tacos. He ate eight. Weak sauce. I coulda ate ten. I even talk crap on Adam. You know, Man VS. Food guy. He's got nothing on me. I am not even worried about this Subway dealy. I got this. I might feel a little bad for beating him so bad after he has trained so hard while all I did was run on treadmills to keep from ballooning up. I am sure I will get over it though when I get to finish the last half of his second delish sub cuz he wimps out. My husband already did. Yeah, he used to be in this bet. He got scared. How sad is that?? So who is your money on??
I am really sick of hearing about Miley. There is FINALLY snow on the ground!! Christmas is in nine days (because I don't count Christmas day, you don't actually have to wait that day for it because it's already here. Duh.) I made it to the gym at 5:00 this morning. I need to get back into that habit. I really miss it. I REALLY need to wash my hair. It's been six days. We have another Christmas party on Friday... suh-weet!! I made a bet that Oakland will beat Indi... please don't let me down boys. I like bets. I am a little obsessed with coffee mugs. Women bug me. The ladies I work with have been complaining all morning that their husbands don't get them a diamond ring every year for Christmas like a guy here does. All he got her was something that cost like $600 that she had been wanting all year. That's ALL. Seriously, be more snotty.
Remember how I said my family is... well not stupid, but we have our moments? Everybody does, but we have a few too many. Like how I lock myself out of my car at least once a month. And get lost when I go places I have been ten times. And how my (giant) little sister stands up too fast in a five foot room and knocks herself out. Not a big deal. We find a way to deal with our handicaps. We are used to being hurt from falling down. Last year on Christmas we were at my mom's pretty late. My sister pulled in around 10:00 and left her car running because she was only coming in for a second to say goodnight. We said our goodbyes and took off. Well Ashton got talking with my mom and her kids fell asleep so she decided to stay and made a bed on the couch. About 3:00 am there was a loud knock at the door. It was a cop asking my mom if that was her car running with the door wide open. She said no. He explained that the neighbors said it was and they were concerned about a possible abduction. Because there is no other reason a car was left running with the door open and a purse on the front seat. Unless you are part of my family. When we do stupid things we try to laugh at ourselves. It's easier than feeling stupid or getting upset. We'd be pretty depressed people if we got too upset over our idiotic moments. So my sister came out and turned her car off, grabbed her purse and locked up. And laughed a little. The cop didn't think she was very funny... Oops!! Maybe this year we can have a cop free Christmas. Remember how we wear weird outfits for Christmas? My sisters voted and decided they want to wear footie jammies... this is not ok. Nobody looks good in footie jammies after the age of five.
Last night was a good night. My MIL came over and we sat and talked and she told all kinds of stories about Josh growing up. He maybe got a little embarrassed. We stayed up way too late, and I was a little late for work. We went to bed at 11 though, and I just couldn't fall asleep until 2. Wanna know why? You know those touch lamps that turn on when you touch the metal? The last week mine turns itself on. When we are not even close to touching it. It wouldn't be so weird if I came home from work and it was on. But it ONLY does it when we are in bed. Something is turning it on. And it scares the crap outta me. This will probably not help with my insomnia. I did get an appointment with a specialist though. In February. Two more months of this crap.
Today my lover and I have been married for six months. I can't believe Hawaii was six months ago. I can't believe six months has gone by since we were walking down the beach hand in hand at six in the morning. I miss that place a lot. It will always have a special place in my heart. And at the same time, I can't believe we have only been married for six months. I feel like I have known that guy my whole life. I think he has always been a part of me. Even when he was going on his first date and I was only eight years old :-) I really love that guy. I miss him a lot today.
Christmas is in two weeks. TWO!! Where is all the snow?? Why is it raining in December?
I am doing all my shopping this weekend and I am so excited!
Yesterday my GPS drove me around and around in circles. With my gas light on. I maybe want to choke that lady on occasion.
I spanked Littles yesterday for being mean to Zypper. Zypper is annoying and deserved it. But she is too big to be mean. And then I cried because I felt so bad for hitting her. Why does she have to be so cute??
I like the OB/GYN. Is that weird? I don't actually like the exam, I just like my doctor. She is awesome! And she even referred me to a sleep disorder specialist. I asked my endocrinologist too and she was no help... I generally don't like doctors.
Christmas is in two weeks.
I elbowed my lover at least five times last night. One time I woke up as my elbow made contact. I woke up because I was yelling something and my voice woke me up. How lame is that? Poor guy.
I am one for one on my football picks. Which isn't a big deal. But it's a good start. I am a little worried because I chose a few iffy upsets. My team better not let me down. I probably shouldn't have picked them...
The cake I finished on Wednesday made me madder than any cake ever has. It was awful and I kind of wanted to throw it in the garbage. The birthday boy loved it though. It was a football helmet. I'll post pictures this weekend.
Oh, and did I mention that I am excited that Christmas is just two weeks away??
Do you Tweet? I just barely got a Twitter account. Leave me your link and I will check it out!! Mine is choosetobhappy.
In happier news... I went home on lunch and my Christmas tree cheered me up. I wonder if my husband will let me keep it up all year...
I actually have three wedding rings currently. I have my normal one I got married with. An aluminum band my sister made me at school that I wear to my job in aerospace. And a small one with an opal and diamonds that will fit under my gloves for phlebotomy. I like rings :-)
So I guess what I am trying to say it, don't buy your jewelry from Kay's. They were difficult to work with and hassled us. When they told us we could pick a new design they told us we had to pick one double the purchase price of the first and pay the difference! What?? After just a few months of having it. Then my mother-in-law bought me a necklace from there and the chain broke within a month. Steer clear of Kay's!! Which is a bummer because they have some really pretty stuff!!
I don't get it when people say, "He's just not my type." Single people--the ones I know anyway--are always complaining that there is nobody to date. But when they do meet somebody, that is their response. What is this "type" they all speak of?? I never had a type. I'd give anyone a chance if they were nice. I'd go on a date with anyone who asked. Because I really like meeting new people. And maybe 99 percent of the time I knew after an hour they weren't the guy for me, but I still had a good time. Maybe you are country and a guy wearing skater shoes asks you out. Maybe you are and outdoors type person and a pretty boy asks you out. Why would you tell them no based on their clothes, hair, shoes, look.... I just don't get it. Maybe it's just me? Maybe it's just because I don't really fit into a "type." I do what I want, I wear what I am comfortable in, I will give anything a try and I usually like it. I am just up for pretty much anything. I have horses, but I wouldn't turn down somebody who wears baggy jeans. I love anything outdoors, but I wouldn't turn down somebody who'd never actually seen a gun. What if I had turned down Josh because he is so different than me? He's never worn cowboy boots, his hat is always backwards, and he hates bagels. (The bagel thing is weird, right??) I almost turned him down because he is eight years older than me. Look at us now. So before you turn someone down for something stupid, consider that maybe they are the man of your dreams. The man of your dreams hidden by a scruffy beard, tattoos, and holey jeans. They just might be the one :-)
I am not feeling the holiday spirit today. Which is weird because I have been feeling it for a least a month now. Maybe it's the lack of sleep. Because I never sleep anymore. These nightmares are killing me. So to cheer me up, my lover is taking me to get an advent calendar after work. I've told you before, but I really love that guy.
Christmas about two years ago. We dress weird for Christmas.
I have heels on and I am still shorter than them.
My family is a little... I don't want to say stupid. But we say some really stupid things. A lot. We are all spacey and clumsy. It's hereditary. My little sister had to clean up the dog poo one day. She went outside and for a while and came back in and said she was done. My mom looked out the window and said...
Mom: "There is still some over there."
Ashton: "That's the neighbor dog's. He always lets it go in your yard."
Mom: "Well then pick it up and throw it back in his yard. Just get it off of ours."
Ashton: "Mom, I don't think she can pick that dog up!"
Funniest thing ever. Now when one of us says something stupid, the response is always, "I don't think she can pick that dog up!" I love my family :-)
I start school a week from Friday. That is so scary!! I haven't been in school for almost four years. I have a strange obsession with pens and notebooks though. So school shopping is gonna be fun!! I am actually really excited. But needles FREAK ME OUT!
I seriously love this thing. Love, love, LOVE it!! I am obsessed with reading, and this little guy fits right in my purse. I looked into the Barnes and Noble Nook, but I just liked the Kindle so much better. It is always with me, and I read pretty much everywhere. I talked my doctor into getting one for his wife :-) They ended up fighting for it so now they have two! And my sister who isn't a huge fan of reading is thinking about getting one to get into reading. I have always loved my Kindle. But I love it extra lately. Maybe because I read a real book and had to carry that thing around in my purse all week. It was HUGE! I wish I was wrapped in blankies on my couch hanging out with my Kindle. Work is getting old. And cold. I don't have a heater in here so it's a little chilly. It doesn't help that I am such a wimp about the cold. Is that a girl thing?? I kinda wonder if guys are really freezing all the time too, but they just like to act macho. Maybe? Plus, they like to keep the thermostat at below freezing temperatures. It's fun for them. Let's go on strike. Maybe we could pass a law that says if it's cooler that 75 outside every building must have a heater and it has to be kept at 72. In January of this year I brought a thermometer to work. It was 14 degrees. I may have complained about this before. I will probably complain about it again. It hasn't gotten any better and I haaaaate being cold!! Is it just me, or is it a lot harder to make yourself get outta your nice warm bed and go to work during the winter??
So our "blizzard" was quite the joke. That was nothin' for Utah!! Hey Utah, remember how we deal with snow every year and most of us are really good at driving in it? Yeah. Not a big deal. It IS November after all. I might not have gone over 20 mph the whole way home, but that is normal for this time of the year. We got this.
I am sick of people having no compassion for others. Like when I have a bad day at work. And all I hear is "be grateful you have a job." I am. I am veeeeeerry grateful. But sometimes this place sucks. Sometimes I have a bad day. And sometimes, I am gonna complain about it!! I know others have it worse for me. And I feel very sad for them. But just because it could be worse doesn't make it any better. When the mean lady I work with takes two hours of my work and destroys it and tells my boss I didn't do anything all morning, you bet I am furious. I am not thinking, "You know, this is awesome because at least I have a job!" It still suuuuucks!!
Remember how I planned a fun date for my lover? No? Maybe because it's been planned for months because I plan everything way to far in advance. But that day is here! I am taking him to dinner, a Jazz game, and I got us a hotel in Salt Lake City. One of my best friends, Kira, is letting my doggies out and checking on the house for us. I love friends.
Confessions:
I had cake for dinner last night. With an oreo on top. And I haven't been to the gym all week. Judge me.
I have hit snooze at least six times all week long. Like to the point where I have to decide if I'd like to brush my teeth, or be on time to work. Don't worry, I was late for work.
I have a terrible potty mouth. What do you expect when I work with a bunch of people who say the "f word" every other word. I'm workin' on it though.
Keys... where to even start. I locked myself outta my car on Sunday, so when my lover had me take the truck to my hair appointment yesterday he made me take five keys. Seriously. I told him a was a bit much. He said something sarcastic about me being a scatter brain... he has a point. After my appointment I dropped the key in a snow bank. I dug for it for 25 minutes so he couldn't say I told you so. I might have to have my fingers amputated... Frostbite ha. I thought I did pretty good. Then I got a text at 5:00 am from him saying he made it to work safely. And that my car keys were on the back seat of his truck. Awesome. I might be half retarded.
The other day my nephew was sitting on the couch. He had his head facing down, like his chin on his chest, and his eyes rolled up to the top of his head so he could still see in front of him. After sitting that way for like ten minutes my sister asked him what he is doing. He didn't look up. He didn't move. He just calmly said, "They're here." She asked, "Who is here?" This time he looked her right in the eye and in a nervous voice told her, "I don't know. But they're not human." What!! She asked him what he was talking about and he just ignored her. He started playing with his toys like nothing happened. Creepy! Ugh... gives me the chills!! I used to be a creepy kid too. I still remember it like it was yesterday, and I still swear these thing really happened... we had these two recliners that sat side by side and I remember I always felt like I had to sit in the one on the left. I used to sit there and cry really hard. When my mom would ask what was wrong I'd ask her "to make that man go away." When she'd ask what man I'd tell her, "The one with the hole in his head." He had a huge hole in his head and he would sit and talk to me all the time. He was never mean. He'd usually ask how school was or something. I never answered him because he freaked me out so much. I remember seeing people walking up and down our hallway. A few years ago I was riding in a car and there was a couple about 15 holding hands walking down the middle of the road together. The person driving wasn't slowing down. We were about ten feet away when I screamed. They were two inches in front of us when we stopped. I turned and said, "You almost hit those people!!" When I looked forward half a second later they weren't there anymore. Maybe some of us are Mediums. Or just crazy. Who knows. But to me, it is real.
How do you feel about this storm they say is coming in? Everyone is getting real nervous and getting 72 hours kits together. I have an appointment after work... I hope getting home isn't a nightmare. I do hope that work is canceled tomorrow. I'd really love a snow day. I have NEVER had one!! If there is no work tomorrow I am sleeping in, drinking hot chocolate, reading by the fire, and decorating my Christmas tree!! Sounds like such a good day. If Mother Nature could clear up by 4:00 pm that would be great though. I'd really like to go to the Jazz game.
~ finished my first wedding cake ~ finally got my nails done again ~ raced a creeper in a crappy rice burner because he wouldn't stop staring at me ~ celebrated Thanksgiving with my family in Gunnison ~ had so much fun spending time with my family after dinner ~ stayed in a hotel (I love hotels) ~ two photography sessions ~ locked myself out of my car again (at least it wasn't running this time, right?) ~ met a new friend at my favorite coffee shop ~ took a nice hot bath ~ watched lots of football (freakin' Raiders!!) ~ prayed this week would be better than last ~
My lover and I. He hates this picture. It's one of my favorites.
Before I tell you this story, I should probably tell you that our ridiculous conversations are never serious. Just hilarious. Maybe you had to be there? Anyway, I finished working on my cake for the night and finally got to spend some time with my man. I changed into comfies and sat on the couch. Like usual, as soon as I sat on the couch he handed me the remote. That's true love right there. I started scrolling through the menu to see what was on TV. I noticed myself squinting really bad. I told him how bad my contacts were and I think it was time for a new prescription. He said, "Or we could just get a bigger TV. Then you wouldn't even need new contacts." I told him that the TV wasn't the only thing I looked at and it might be more beneficial to get contacts. And thanks for the input. Of course. So he told me that I am selfish. He was looking into the option that was best for the whole family. You know, me, him and the dogs. I guess the dogs just don't appreciate football on the TV that's almost as tall as me already.
Did you ever get lost in the grocery store when you were a kid? Remember how it was the scariest thing ever? A stranger would take you to customer service, they'd page your mother over the speaker system, everyone was looking at you, your parents were a little embarrassed that they lost you.... It's kind of a big deal. Most kids get lost because they see something they gotta have and wander off. Not me. I had a virus in my eyes and couldn't keep them open very long. My mom was holding my hand, leading me through the store. How sweet, huh? Well I guess she forgot about me! I stood in the same place for like an hour with my eyes closed. It was probably really only two or three minutes, but it was a long time for a kid. So I asked her what she was doing and she didn't respond. I opened my eyes and coudln't find her. So I blindly made my way to the front of the store. I remember sitting on the customer service desk crying while everyone looked at me. It maybe traumatized me for life. I'll remember to remind her of this at a family function in front of everyone. Good thing we have one coming up!
I'll just be working on my very first wedding cake for the rest of the week. Check out my cake blog this weekend if you wanna see it. I will schedule it to post after the wedding, so Saturday at like 9:00 pm.
This weekend wasn't a very good one. It was really frustrating. Mostly because I don't feel good, and I think my dog has pneumonia. And my new ring didn't come. But there were some good things too. Like I got to sleep in on Sunday. And football. Oh, and I started my first wedding cake yesterday too!! I can't wait to see it all finished and pretty. I am determined to have a better week than the weekend was. I am going to keep smiling, and I guess it'll all work out. Besides, I am sooooo excited for next week. You already know this because of the holiday. But that whole week is going to be great. Friday I get my nails done. I took them off to do this wedding cake because I want it to be perfect and they have been sore and swollen since. Sunday I have two photography sessions. Monday my lover is taking me out for Monday night football to a place he has been wanting to take me for at least a year. Tuesday I get my hair done. I really wish that stuff would grow faster. It's been two years and it's grown about five inches.... Last time it took seven years to get down to my waist. Why did I cut it off?? And Wednesday I am taking my lover on a fabulous date that I have been excited about for months!! I also decided to not take any orders next week, so I have the whole week to just relax with that guy. Have you seen my latest? Check it out HERE.
I am already so excited for Christmas!!
