rambling... again

You will never see a greater picture than this one.  Ever.  I die every time I look at it.  My nephew is a goof.

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??

housekeeping

The first picture is what the window ledge looked like at my house before I moved in--minus my bamboo plants and cute sign.  So basically just cleaner.  The second picture is what it looked like after I moved in.  You can definitely tell only a guy had ever lived there.  He wasn't thrilled about cleaners going under the sink... but look how pretty!!  Why are women so much better at housekeeping than men?  I will admit that I am the messy one.  I leave things everywhere.  But when I clean, I CLEAN!!

wish list

I already know everything I am getting for Christmas this year.  Which is a little lame, since I love surprises.  But I am getting exactly what I want :-)  My lover got me a new lens for my camera that he got me last year.  I love this thing.  He also got me a new battery for it, a filter, a new case, and Photoshop!!  I am excited.  My mother-in-law took me shopping and bought me tons of clothes.  My mom is getting me LiLash and a giftcard for Amazon to download books.  When my little sister saw the two things I asked my mom for she told me I am lame.  I love my family.  And I am ok with being lame.  The only thing I asked for that I don't know if I will get is the Harry Potter series.  I have two or three of the books but I want the collectors edition, and the whole set.  Harry Potter is my boyfriend.  Really.  I luff him.  Maybe my little sister has a point?  Ha ha.  Oh and you gotta read Outlander by Diana Gabaldon.  Seriously.  I looooove it!!  You can tell I have been busy with how long it has taken me to read this... it usually takes me less than a week.  And it is so good, and I am dying to finish it!!  Maybe over my week off after Christmas??  I'm just over half way done.
Do you Tweet?  I just barely got a Twitter account.  Leave me your link and I will check it out!!  Mine is choosetobhappy.

ZaeLia

This is my baby.  Her name is ZaeLia.  I call her Littles.  She is my baby.  She was a week old in this picture.  She is a year and a half and 70 pounds heavier now.  As a puppy, she was always sick.  First her legs were growing wrong so we had to get braces, change her food, and her wasn't allowed to play.  My lap was where she spent 90 percent of her first year of life.  After her legs got better her face swelled.  I took her in and they thought she just had a sliver in her throat or gums so they knocked her out to check.  Her jaw bone didn't grow right and had a hole in it that caught some infection.  They had to pull her tooth and clean it all out.  From being babied so much, she is a sissy la la.  And more like my baby.  I love her.  She is getting spayed at the end of the month.  Usually, that isn't a big deal and it's easy.  But she is accident prone and things always go wrong.  So I am terrified and I kinda wanna puke.  It's going to hurt her feelings so much when I leave her there.  Poor, sensitive baby.  I have about three weeks to stress about it.  And then about a week after it happens.  I am going to be sick for the next month.

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...

what love looks like

I don't remember what we needed, but we went to Wal-Mart for something.  We were walking down the aisle holding hands.  You know how in the center of the wide aisles they always have displays in the middle?  Well we were coming upon a tower of big red gas cans.  I was probably saying something nice and sweet to my lover.  Probably something like how cute it is when he blushes and his read face matches his sexy hair.  Or how I can't live without him... you know, something nice.  He pulled his hand out of mine, placed it on my shoulder, and shoved me into the tower of gas cans.  It turned into less of a tower, and more of a pile.  With me in the middle of it.  And everyone staring.  He looked down at me and said, "What are you doing?  I can't take you anywhere!!"  Then stormed off.  I got up like nothing happened, and looked around like I was trying to find who had made such a mess.  I started walking and a few aisles down he was waiting for me, laughing.  That guy is lucky I have a sense of humor.  And I am lucky I don't get embarrassed!!

saturday

Check out my latest cake!!  For more pictures click HERE.
It's been a good day.  I woke up early and finished this little lovely.  My friend Jamie came over and kept me company while I worked.  Then she helped me deliver it, so I took her out to lunch.  The birthday girl loved her cake.  On our way to lunch my mom told me her and my sister were hungry so we all met up at Chili's.  Have you had their chicken enchilada soup??  Oooooh I love it!!  Get in muh bellay!!  Then my lover and I watched a movie.  I watched half then slept for a bit.  After shopping for my next cake that I start tomorrow, I sat and drank hot chocolate through a Twix.  I am one lucky girl.  Life is goooood!!

rings

I have bad luck with a lot of things... printers, copiers, phones, sharp objects, electronics, jewelry...  My current wedding ring is my fourth wedding ring I have had.  When Josh asked me to marry him we went and picked out the ring together a few days later and this is the one I chose.  I loved it!  Three weeks later I looked down and a center stone was missing.  I almost cried!  I was instantly sick to my stomach.  We took it back, they gave us a brand new one, same design.  The second one lasted three weeks.  The third lasted three months.  It was getting really close to our big day by that time and I was so frustrated and sad, so I decided to pick out a new design.  Which is the one we got married with, and my current ring.  No problems so far!!  It's lasted eight months.  It's a record!  But I love my wedding ring a lot, and even more than my first choice because it doesn't fall apart.

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!!

"type"

We have a Christmas Koala.  His name is Murray.  He appears in our tree every year with Christmas earrings and a Christmas beer.  Josh loves him.

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.

correction...

By the way... that's supposed to say I start school a MONTH from Friday.  Oops :-)

family

Sisters. Cierra (14), Ashton (21), Me (19).
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!