I am not sure what is going on with my mind the last few days, but I have been driving myself crazy. I have been having a hard time focusing on anything for longer than 5 minutes. My mind has been racing 100 miles an hour. So where does all that lead? A random post. Hence the title, squirrel. Anytime my dogs are in the middle of something and they see a squirrel they lose their train of thought. I kind of know how they feel.

Have you ever thought about what your dreams mean? Like why do we have the most vivid random dreams about people from our past, people we don’t even know, things we would never do? Why do spiders and tornados haunt my dreams? Why am I back in high school sometimes? What the hell am I wearing? It is just weird.

Julian Michaels is literally killing me a little each day. Level 1 and 2 of the 30 Day Shred were certainly no cake walk, but gosh darn level 3 is going to break my knees. No Julian, I can’t do sumo squat jumps, my knees to not allow such a thing. On the plus side, I am so focused on just staying alive, that the DVD is over in what seems like minutes.

On a similar note, I have been treating my calories like money. I have a calorie budget every day, and once I run out of money….that’s all she wrote. I think I need to take out a calorie loan for the weekend….

Do you ever look at people in their cars in the morning while stuck in traffic and wonder about their life. Like where this lady is from, is she heading to one of the bank buildings downtown. I bet she has 2 dogs and a cat and is a tea drinker. Oh look at this meat head. Did he just get out of the gym. I bet he thinks I am checking him out right now but I really think he is just a D-bag and he needs to lay off the ‘roids. You can go to the gym three times a day, but you still have zero personality. I bet his girlfriend hates her life.

Do you ever wonder what your dogs do all day when you are at work? Do you think Gracie and Mac talk to each other? Plan out their evening once I get home?

I need to go shopping this weekend. I need some more cute summer dresses. I know you might be thinking that fall is just around the corner, but hello…I live in Alabama. It is 80 degrees or hotter until November here. I have a few more months left and not enough clothes to spread the love!

Why can’t I just drive off to the beach right now. I would give anything to be sitting pool side in Gulf Shores just breathing in the salt water.

You know the song I Hope You Dance? Do you ever feel small next to the ocean? I do. They sang that song at my high school graduation.

Have you ever listened to a morning show and thought, hey I need to be friends with these people I am thinking the same things! I wonder if this is who they really are, or are they just putting on a show because they are on the air.

How cool would it be to have your own talk show. Like seriously. You get paid to just shoot the shit all day. Why didn’t I go into journalism? Oh right, because I thought that wasn’t a real degree. No one actually “makes it.”  Who is a fool now, Nadine.

Do you talk to you dogs like they are people? Every day before I get ready to leave, I tell the dogs that “Mommy has to go to work, lets go get our treats and go lay down.” They do exactly what I want them to do, so I know they understand me.

And that my friends, is how my mind works. Keep it classy.



Sometimes when I am driving home from a long day at work…or when I am doing my make up in the mornings…I think about how I miss having a best friend. My husband and my mom are my best friends of course…but you know what I mean…a best girl friend that you can have certain discussions with that you can’t really talk to your husband or mom about. Someone that knows you well enough to not have to ask certain things, they just know.

I miss having that person to call and talk to on my way home at night just because. I miss the conversations full of nothing at all that can go on for an hour with no silence. Someone I can tell about my most recent shopping experience, or discuss why I hate the way my hair falls some days or how I hate the way my legs look in shorts.

It got me thinking, how does one even make friends as an adult? I guess I should clarify by saying, an adult that is not in school. I have friends back in Atlanta, but since moving to Birmingham, I have had to get creative. I try and make friends with whomever my husband is friends with. I have made friends through the various jobs that I have. And most recently I have attempted to make friends with other bloggers in the area. But how else does one make friends?

I can’t very well go up to a normal looking person in the store that is interested in the same shirt as me and say “Hey, we like the same style…let’s  go grab some coffee and get a pedi.” That isn’t awkward or creepy at all.

Or while in the Publix notice that there is someone with a cart full of similar meals for the week and ask if they want to get together and swap recipes. That doesn’t seem stalkerish in the least bit.

I had thought about trying to join a gym and maybe meet people in classes….but my work schedule doesn’t really allow for that. Plus, when I am at the gym I am there to get my work out on and not make friendly chit chat…I would assume other people are there for the same thing, no?

It almost seems as if everyone is already set and comfortable in their own little circles, and aren’t really looking for anyone new to join on in. I know that as adults, we become so wrapped up in our own lives, careers, marriages/relationships and we are all in different places that sometimes you might become disconnected with friends along the way.

I feel like when we were in college, we were all at the same stage in life. We were all focused on school and trying to figure out who we were and what we were going to do. Then when we graduated we were all let go into the real world, and some of us focused on our careers, some of us went and got married, some of us had kids, some of us still party like we are in college….we are all over the place. A lot of friends that have kids don’t have time for anything else. The days of them wanting to go grab a coffee or spend a few hours at the mall are long gone. Some of the single friends think that just because you got married, you aren’t cool to hang with anymore and move on without you. Some people have moved out of state and out of mind.

Does anyone else find it difficult to make friends as adults? fd

Back in  my college days, one of my friends tried to make me out to be the “bitch” of the group. So maybe the filter on my mouth isn’t there sometimes, maybe I like to be sarcastic and joke around. I rarely ever did anything that would actually hurt someone’s feelings though. My mom taught me right, if you don’t have anything nice to say then you shouldn’t say anything at all.

Any who I had recently broken up with someone, and I might have been a little pessimistic about boys and love, noting major. She would go around telling people I didn’t have a soul. Then one night we were at one of our friends apartments and we decided to watch The Notebook. She said that if I cried during The Notebook, it was proof that I did in fact have a soul. Well, of course I cried…I am not a cold hearted bitch! Gosh! Not saying that you are one if you don’t get teary eyed watching a movie about a fake life. I cry at those darn commercials with the hurt abandoned dogs too.

My point of all this is…there are little things in life that always make my heart smile. Sweet old couples is one of them. I saw the sweetest couple at Target a few weeks ago. They were both in wheel chairs, and they raced each other out of the store and down the side walk, then joined back together and wheeled themselves along side each other the whole way down the side walk. It just made my heart smile.

There is nothing like seeing a dog in the car with the window opened and its ears flapping in the wind. The look of freedom and pride on his face. How excited he is to be getting a ride in a car. He makes it look like this is the best that life is going to get. So excited. So happy. This…this makes my heart smile.

Every time I hear one of my nieces or nephews laughing hysterically…my heart smiles. There is nothing like a little kids laugh to warm your heart.



When my husband grabs my hand in the car for a minutes for no reason other than to be sweet. 🙂

As in Beer.

Well hello there Monday, we meet yet again. Why can’t Friday come as quickly as you?

If you follow me on the Instagram…then you have probably already seen these pictures so sorry. If you don’t…shame on you! Get to following me there…and on the rest of the social media outlets, duh!

We can skip over Friday, nothing too exciting there.

Saturday we headed out to World of Beer. We joined the loyalty program, of course. Why haven’t we done it sooner I don’t know! I got the Wells Banana Bread Beer. It was super super yummy. That other beer behind it was Evil Twin Yang. It had grapefruit notes in it.

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