Good Morning party peeps! There is this bright yellow ball in the sky this morning, if I remember correctly it is called the SUN!!! FINALLY! Alabama has missed you! And that is what I am going to start off being OK with today!
It is OK that I get super excited in the mornings when I pull out of my driveway and see the sun rising over the Appalachian Mountains and think…I have been blessed with wonderful home and a beautiful view.
It’s OK that I may miss my old view of the Atlanta skyline, then remind myself of all the smog that I was inhaling for those 13 years I lived there. No thanks!
It’s OK that I have been struggling a lot lately trying to figure out what I want to do when I grow up.
It’s OK that I am ignoring a negative person at work. I can’t handle anymore negativeness, it is bringing me down!
It’s OK that my sister and I will randomly text each other lyrics to songs from when we were younger. Aaron Carter or Eminem anyone?
It’s OK that my music selection during my commutes is about as ADD as I am throughout the day. One minute I am singing along with Taylor Swift about some trouble that she should know better…the next thing I now Lil’ Wayne is trying to get all freaky up in my car:
Once I throw on this bowchickawowwow
Watchu gonna say
You act like you goin leave
But I know that you gon’ stay
Break it down dicky downdown
Girl dont even play
Once I set the mood right I’m a make you sound like
Then Kenny Chesney is begging me to Come Over and I am all like “Chill out Kenny, a girls gotta go to work and make them dolla bills yo!”
It’s OK that I may have lost a few blogger friends after sharing my conversations with my Spotify! If you do not have Spotify…you need to download it ASAP!
It is OK that I laughed out loud at a text back and forth between my husband and I this morning. We had some really bad weather yesterday, and apparently our trash can just couldn’t take it anymore. I texted Chris this picture:
Chris’s Response: “Go home trash can, you’re drunk.”
It is OK that I fall in love with my husband more and more every day!
It is OK that I sent him this ecard in an email the other day:
It is OK that I left 10 minutes later than usual this morning, I had more pressing matters like this:
Happy Almost Friday!!! Now go link up with Amber!!!
Only in the Southeast do you have warm weather, snow and ice, warm weather again, followed by tornado warnings and severe storms in a weeks time….in JANUARY!!
This morning, after having no less than 24 near full blow anxiety attacks, I decided to put my big girl panties on and head to work like a mature adult. Ignoring the fact that I am scared to death of bad weather, and there was some coming right for us. Don’t worry, I clearly made it to my office in one piece.
For whatever reason, I had some college flashbacks in the car on the way in. No judging, this was my former college self. Now I should preface this to say that I was, for the most part, a “good” girl in college. I had to work a part time job while going to school full time and get good grades to keep my HOPE scholarship (God bless Georgia and the lottery.) So, I didn’t have much time for the usual college shenanigans of being drunk every night. I really only reserved Thursday nights and the occasional random night for throwing in the towel and having some fun.
Now, with that being said. There are a few times that come to mind that I remember a significant/dangerous weather event while I was at UWG (University of West Georgia for those of you not cool enough to have heard of my suitcase college.) And I remember that I don’t remember much about them at all….because I may or may not have been….drunk. Oops, yeah that happened.
So one time my friends and I had partied it up somewhere (more than likely it was in fact at my actual apartment) and we were full of awesome. I didn’t believe in drinking and driving, so anytime my friends drank with me…they usually ended up on my floor, bed, couch, where ever. My friend and I were getting settled in and trying to fall asleep in my room, and one of our guy friends was passed out on my bedroom floor. All of a sudden the apartment started shaking, and the pictures on my walls were rattling. My friend and I started yelling at our guy friend to stop shaking the room. (Like one person can shake an entire bedroom in their sleep??) Then for some odd reason, we started jumping up and down on my bed quacking like a duck? Why, I am not quite sure…like I said we were full of awesome. The next morning I found out on Myspace (this was before Facebook was cool people) that there was in fact an earthquake that had shaken our little area in Georgia. Hmmm, ok?
Then there was another time (the same semester) that we had a bad thunderstorm come through. My friend and I were studying for finals, I had an accounting one the next morning. The power went out, and we did the only thing that a college student can do when the power goes out…start drinking! I remember that there were siren noises in the distance, and the sky sure did look a little off. For whatever reason, our building was pretty much empty. We were a few drinks in and dancing to some Britney Spears thanks to my battery operated boom box when my cell phone rang. This was in the time when Samsung flip phones were popular, when all you could do is talk on the phone. There were no smart phones. Shocker, I know! Anywho…I answer all innocently and it is our friend Eric. He is confused as to why in the world we are hanging out in our top floor crappy built student housing apartment. I tell him the power went out and we are having a drinky drinky and he should join us. He says, umm we are at the shelter, there are tornado warnings and one touched down near campus. What the??????? Hmmm apparently we were completely clueless that those siren noises were in fact the tornado sirens in our city, and the reason the parking lot was empty was because everyone fled to take shelter. We are so freaking brilliant!
Perhaps this is the reason I don’t drink often, if at all anymore. I just enjoy watching the rest of the people around me acting awesome. It was probably for the best really. My sober self has horrible anxiety during bad weather, and I would be better off oblivious. One day, I really do need to do something about my anxiety, haha.
2 blog posts in one day? Yup! Gotta link up for First Things First!
My first Best Friend:
My first best friend was when I was 5. This girl Natasha was in my class and she lived down the street from me, so naturally we would be bff’s since we were geographically desirable to each other. I remember her mom being really crazy though. I never wanted to spend the night at her house because of that, haha. Also, I did cheerleading and I was always practicing, this was one of our cheers:
Popcorn Popcorn
Pop Pop Pop
Popcorn Popcorn
Pop Pop Pop
Your team Your team
BIG FLOP
Our team Our Team
ON TOP!
Her mom from there forward would always call me “popcorn.” I was 5, I can’t help if my cheers are corny (see the pun?!?!) So why you gotta be a wise guy, huh?
Sadly, our friendship only lasted until first grade. She was no longer in my class, and she liked to get in trouble and I was a good girl…so I stayed away. Plus, I didn’t want to be called popcorn anymore!
First Concert:
The very first concert I went to was when I was a Freshman in high school. My dad won tickets to Matchbox 20 when we were home visiting my grandma in Pittsburgh one summer and just him and I went. He even bought me a concert tee, and to this day I wear it around the house!!!
First Celeb Crush:
Well, I thought the guys from NKOTB were pretty cute, but I was sort of young to be “crushing” on them. Jonathan Taylor Thomas was my first real celeb crush. That boy was all over the place back in the day! Home Improvement, Man of the House, Tom and Huck, I’ll Be Home for Christmas, Wild America….oh yeah!
Hello there my loves. It is Tuesday, not Monday, so we can all be a little bit happy about that!
I have accepted the fact that I am old. And probably boring. I don’t really know what my early college self would think about me now. I even thought I was so cute that I had a magnet on my refrigerator that said “Domestically Challenged” and something similar to this on there too.
Gee, and I wonder why I didn’t have many boys tripping over each other to get to me? Probably because all boys want to be taken care of! Even though back then the guys loved the way Jessica Simpson looked, they didn’t really want to settle down with someone who is ditsy and doesn’t know the difference between tuna and chicken. Luckily, a few years ago I started to actually enjoy going to the grocery store and cooking. My husband is probably thankful for that!
I am here today to tell you about Spicy Thai Noodles.
I love Pinterest for so many reasons, but my favorite is all the recipes that you can find! I don’t even know what I am looking for sometimes, Pinterest decides for me with wonderful pictures of randomness. I stumbled across Spicy Thai Noodles sometime last year. It is a great, versatile dish. You can serve it hot or cold, for dinner or lunch, as a main course or a side. The choice is yours! I like it for lunch because it tastes wonderful cold! It makes a lot and keeps well for about a week.
What you need: 1 box of linguine noodles (I prefer whole wheat) 1-2 tbsp crushed red pepper (I use 1 tbsp, it is pretty spicy like that…don’t know if I would do 2!) **1/4 cup olive oil **1/2 sesame oil (make sure that you use regular sesame oil. I bought toasted before and it just doesn’t taste the same) 6 tbsp honey 6 tbsp soy sauce (I use the green bottle with less sodium) Green onions (I use about 3 of them) Toasted Sesame Seeds (I probably use about 2 TBSP) crushed peanuts (I just buy a can of regular peanuts like cocktail or party nuts, and I put about 1/4-1/2 cup in a ziplock bag and crush them with my meat tenderizer or a hammer) **I like to use a less of each oil that what the recipe calls for, some people completely omit the olive oil…just depends on what you like.
What you do: Cook you noodles according to box and drain Heat the oils over medium heat in a small sauce pan with the crushed red pepper Strain out the red pepper, but keep the oil Whisk the honey and soy sauce into the oil Toss mixture with the noodles The recipe says to use the green onions and peanuts when you serve this dish, I toss this in when I mix it up because I know I want both in mine.
Enjoy!
This is what mine looks like for lunch today. Yum yum yum!
Well, apparently it is Monday again! I hope everyone had a fabulous weekend!
Friday night after work Chris and I headed to meet up with his parents and we went to the Tavern on the Summit for dinner. It was all rainy and nasty out, so dinner was really all there was to do. The food here is always amazing, and I loved the company.
Saturday I decided to look “trendy” with my outfit. I wasn’t sure I could pull off the colored skinny pants like all the cool hip young girls are wearing. Yes or no? (Be nice) Everything you see, except for the shoes, is from Ann Taylor Loft.
Saturday morning was spent playing with my 2 favorite people in the whole world. Yes, my dogs!
Mac refuses to eat his food near his food bowl in the kitchen. I am pretty sure he works off every last morsel running back and forth between the kitchen and the living room. He takes about 3 morsels of food each time out of the bowl and walks to the carpet, goes back for 3 more and repeat.
Someone needs their fur did!
Gracie decided it was mani/pedi time and got to work on those daggers claws nails of hers.
Gracie in action outside. “Hey squirrel, I am coming for you!” Sadly for her, she never catches one. (How cute are those ears bouncing up and down?!)
Can a girl get a belly rub?!?!
Daddy is giving Mac all of his attention, and Gracie is jealous because she wants him to play tug with her dinosaur.
Saturday afternoon was spent running errands, and then we decided to head over to Billy’s for some wings. We ended up spending about 3-4 hours there. I just love spending the afternoon at a sports bar. You just sit and chill, have a few drinks, snack on shamefully deliciousness and chat. There were some old guys sitting next to us, and they were sitting there talking about their wives. Chris made the comment that he hopes he is like them one day. At first I was confused because they are sitting there bitching about their wives, but Chris clarified that they have been married to the same women for 30+ years and they were just trying to have “guy talk.” After Chris said that, I tuned in a little better. It was actually kind of cute, they were talking about how the one guy told his woman that she better get in the kitchen and make him some chicken gumbo to take to his friends at the bar. Alright, I guess in 30 years I do want that, haha.
That evening when we left Billy’s, 4 hours later…we went home and Chris mixed music on his turn tables while I played Super Mario 3 on regular Nintendo. It was a fabulous evening!
Sunday we had grown up things to tend to. You know, cleaning the house and fixing a broken toilet handle. #grownupproblems We ended up at Lowes twice in the same weekend. Lowes is not my favorite home improvement store, and we ended up at Home Depot after 2 unsuccessful Lowes trips. Home Depot is way better! I don’t know about your town…but everything from the employees to the type of people that shop at Home Depot are better. Not to mention the layout of the store is nicer with all their little tips and informational signs.
Looks to be a long week ahead. I am already having anxiety because the weathermen here are calling for the potential of severe storms on Wednesday morning. I am fine when we get a winter storm warning, snow, or lots of rain…but gosh darn if you mention the words damaging winds or tornado..this girl goes into panic mode. Like, we are talking about the fact that I have thought on numerous occasions that I may need to seek professional help for my anxiety regarding this matter. A lot of people have the attitude that it could never happen to them and don’t take that shit seriously. Let me tell you, I have nightmares about bad weather. When you get a phone call that your not just your dad but you sister too has lost her house and that her in-laws across the street are were found dead…it gets real. When you watch after your 6 and 1 year old nephews the days following this terrible nightmare, and the older one is scared to go to sleep at night because all he can hear when he closes his eyes are the storm and his mom screaming…it does something to you. I am pretty sure I have picked the wrong area of the country to settle in with my fears. Perhaps I should have moved to Colorado or some other random northern state that doesn’t have to worry much about unstable air. Sorry for the random babbling about my serious issue.
This morning’s post was brought to you once again by the letter D. As in Dunkin’ Donuts large iced coffee!!!