Blog Catch Up: Award Day!

Hello lovelies. Well, I have been getting hateful texts from friends saying, update your blog, you are boring me, make a new post! Ha. Sorry girls…PinkLouLou has been busy- but we will save that story for another day.

Today is AWARD day! I got three awards this week and I am so psyched! I mean seriously, people actually read what I write? That’s awesome, because usually it is just me either a.) crying about something b.) bashing the male sex or c.) talking about my shoes. So girls I am so excited to be award worthy!!

First award-the Sugar Doll award! Sweet Emily Anne over at My Heart Shaped Life gave me this award! Woo hoo! I am suppose to tell you ten things about myself… so here goes. No promises that these will be interesting whatsoever, but I decided to make them completely random/ridiculous things about me, instead of anything thought provoking or serious.

1. I have a mini chi at my desk. No joke. I stole it from my friend Erin and I use it all the time. I can’t stand it when my cotton candy hair turns whack on me. Just yesterday I was on the most boring conference call of my life. What did I do you ask? I took advantage of the opportunity and straightened my hair.

2. I have recently become addicted to sugar free Red Bull. While I feel confident I am destroying my insides with the chemicals in this crap, I gotta admit I enjoy have wings at work.

3. I can’t walk in flat shoes. No lie. I trip. 99% of the time I am in heels.

4. I am addicted to my iphone and all things Mac.

5. I once got my arm stuck in the grocery conveyor belt thing. I am not kidding. They had to call maintenance to come free me.

6. My forehead is paralyzed from a freak bicycle accident when I was 5, and does not really move. Can’t feel a thing. Good news? No Botox will be needed girls.

7. I love to wear my roomie Chrissy’s clothes.. ALL the time. Thank goodness she loves me and let’s me get away with this.

8. I have dreams about all my friend’s boyfriends. Always have. Not ok.

9. I secretly love to watch WifeSwap {what?} ha ha

10. Aaaaand…I may or may not be a big flirt. Guilty. He he.

So I pass this award on to:

Lauren @ Life with a Lab

April @ Highs Lows and Stilettos

MntJulep @ Fillies and Juleps

Brit @ Dave and Brit Plus One

Katherine @ Just Lovely

Second Award- You are going places baby! Form Allison and Tarryn over at 2Bloggeristas! I have known these two girls forever! Thanks ladies for the award! Muah!
I am suppose to tell you where I will be in 10 years. Holy moly. I am not ok with this question. What I have learned this year is how fast things can change, and how plans you once had can completely fall through in the blink of an eye. I would say that in ten years I will be happily married with 3 babies, 2 dogs, a hottie husband who looks like Jesse Metcalfe, and miraculously have this body.

However in reality, I will probably be packing for my single ladies cougar cruise with other washed up 35 year olds just looking for a hot latin fella to swing her around the dance floor. Sad, but this is probably true. Nothing really goes according to my plans, so I have thrown the “plan” out the window and am just living my life as it comes. I have goals of course, but I am not stressing out about how my life is working out differently than I once “planned” it. Shit happens girls.

I pass this award on to:

EmmyLou @ Tales of an All American Girl

Meghan @ Summertime Beauty

Erin @ Sassin' Southern Style

Same Sweet Girl @ Memoirs of a Southern Belle

Paige @ Pearls and Ponies

Award three is from one of my most favorite bloggers Leigh Ashley! If you haven’t checked her blog out you need to, because she is great, and so thoughtful. I give you- the Blog of Substance award. I am suppose to tell you about my blog’s philosophy so here goes.

Hmmm.

My blog’s philosophy? I never really thought about this. I started blogging when I was going through a hard time to get my mind off the ex, and to help find myself. I try to always be really honest on my blog, sometimes too honest which gets me in trouble. I love building friendships with girls that may be going through similar struggles that I am. It has been so touching reading some of the comments and emails I get. I hope to help someone, even if it is one person, know that no matter what is going on in their life, crazy Allison has probably been through it too. And the fact hat we can laugh about it here, well that is just great. HA.

I pass this award on to:

Lauren @ Chasin' butterflies

Whitney @ Everythign Happens for a Reason

Melissa @ For the Love

Kristen @ All In My Twenties

LittleDaisMay @ This kind of Love

Random award day now comes to an end. Thanks girls for the awards! It truly just makes my day getting them!!

Sidenote: I am having bloggers block. Is there something you want me to blog about? Suggestions for posts are welcome.

Have a great day lovelies!

All The Single Ladies...

That’s right. Single ladies put your hands up. While I am enjoying my singledom I gotta tell ya, sometimes it’s hard being a single gal! I was recently reminded just how freakin crazy boys can be. Don’t get me wrong, 98% percent of girls are nuts, but boys-they are tricky little bastards. I was thinking about the guys I have dated, some of the ridiculous first dates I have been on, and some of the god awful guys I have gone out with when a light bulb went off. Most of these horrid messes I have gotten myself into could have been avoided had I just paid attention to the huge red warning flag that was waving right in front of my face. What’s that line from Sweet Home Alabama, something about southern gals not making the right decision till they try all the wrong ones? Insert here.

Ladies, in attempts to share my knowledge, help you possibly avoid some mistakes, and allow you to maintain your dignity during a friendly game of ‘never have I ever’ I have compiled a list of without a doubt, red flags. Deal breakers. Run the other way immediately things. Do not proceed any further-ism’s if you will. These are all 100% true. And while I wish I could claim all of them personally, I do have to admit that some of these happened to a dear friend of mine who shall again, remain nameless. But most of them I shamefully can call my own. I can hardly admit some of these with a straight face. But here we go…

Proceed courtship NO further if...

1. If he dumps you for Jesus. He tell’s you that you are distracting him from his walk with God. His exact words? “I am on fire for the Lord.” Yet he goes hot tubbing the next weekend with girls of the chestier/sluttier/older variety.

2. If his name is Beans. Enough said.

3. If he tells you after the fact that he has moved back in with his parents, in another town by the way.

4. If the only way you can refer to him is “you know, IT Brian” as in my computer isn't working, I need to call the guys from IT.

5. If he doesn’t call you for three days because he forgot your phone number.

6. If he doesn’t shower after he gets off his shift at corkeys barbecue, and hence smells of pork products. Scratch that. If he works at Corkey's barbeque.

7. If he tells you he is going to be an astronaut, is in a secret NASA program, orders your dinner in French, but then apparently has a sudden career shift and deliver’s a pizza to your friends house the next week. Run.

8. If within a week of seeing you he says “I’m just so emotionally exhausted, this is all just happening so fast” wow dude. Just let me know next time you are on your period… geez.

9. Whilst sharing your first kiss he says “I don’t have a condom”

10. If he says to you “I am so drunk, I can’t ride my own two feet right now…” WHOA dude where are you from?

11. If he Jake Pavelka's it, bringing you an obnoxious display of possible funeral arrangement flowers that he picked up from the service down the street, and proceeds to tell you over dinner when he lost his virginity, that your religion is stupid, that his ex girlfriend has fake boobs, and then calls you a bitch to your face.

12. If he takes you on a first date to CiCi’s pizza buffet. Did I mention he was a “manny” and this nanny met him at ballet practice because our kids danced together. He also had a girlfriend who he oops, forgot about. They are now married.

13. If he scales the outside of your house, to climb in your second story bathroom window, while you are in the shower because you did not answer your phone.

14. If he tells you that he didn’t go to prom junior or senior year of high school, because no girls liked him, and his parents threw him a pizza party. Likely a sob story to get in your pants. And I would like to add that this works.

15. If he is seventeen years your senior, and you are closer to his son’s age. Things get weird. Trust me.

16. And last but not least, If he tells you he is really into you, but oh yeah-oops- he is still seeing a chic named Lori, and also he has to take her to her colonoscopy the next day, but hopes you understand. Just run. “Run run away, don’t let him mess with your mind… he’ll tell you anything you wanna hear...” Cowboy Casanova ladies and gentlemen.

I hope this has been informative. I know I am forgetting some classics, but I just can't remember them at this moment. Ladies PLEASE share any you would like to add. We single gals HAVE to help each other out, and you married ladies, I KNOW you have some lessons in your closet too. It is Friday, and I need some entertainment. So dish girls, what ya got for me? GO.

All Dogs Go To Heaven

"I have sometimes thought of the final cause of dogs having such short lives and I am quite satisfied it is in compassion to the human race; for if we suffer so much in losing a dog after an acquaintance of ten or twelve years, what would it be if they were to live double that time?"

-Sir Walter Scott

I experienced the loss of a pet this week. My first pet loss. My family Boxer Bandit passed away on Tuesday night. At fourteen years old, this is quite a long life for a boxer. Most boxers live about 8 – 10 years. Bandit had been doing great, and while she was grey, and slower moving than she use to be, she was the happiest, sweetest dog.

We got Bandit when I was in eight grade. My family has always had boxers as long as I can remember. I wish I could find the pic of my mom’s boxer Oscar sitting on a pool float with sunglasses on in the 70’s to post right here, but I don’t know where it is. Anyway, My Aunt Lucy (who took us to the spa last weekend!) bred her Boxer Belle, years ago, and Bandit was the baby of the litter. My sister Hannah paid my aunt $5 as her “deposit” on Bandit. Bandit came home with us a few weeks later, much to my mothers protest! But come on, how can you say no to a 5 year old, who just spent her life savings on a puppy?

Bandit was without a doubt the best dog in the world. She was the sweetest, kindest, most loyal dog. She was not hyper, she was wonderful with kids, and she had the biggest heart. Whenever I walked through my parent’s door, Bandit was waiting there to greet me and shake her hips, since she had no tail. Ha. She always knew when something was wrong with one of us, and she was the first to curl up next to you to let you know she was there. She loved to go in car rides, and she loved to sleep on my bed when allowed.

I saw Bandit when I was home for Father’s Day on Sunday. I remember she got up and greeted me as usual, and I pet her and told her “hi sweet girl!” I noticed she had a cough, and asked me parents what was wrong. They said they were taking her to the vet Monday morning. I remember just watching her for a minute as she circled around her bed in the middle of the living room. She always turned circles on her bed to find “just the right spot” and then she plopped down as usual and just sat there with her little face on her paws looking at me. So sweet.

I was only home for about an hour, but I always- always tell the dogs bye. I gave Bandit a hug and told my dad Happy Fathers day and was out the door. In hind sight- I am so sad I wasn’t home longer on Sunday. I had gotten back from the spa that afternoon, and had been at the pool for a couple hours before going home for dinner. I was exhausted and wanted to get back to my house before to late. If I had known that would be the last time I would see Bandit, I of course would have stayed longer. That is the thing about life, you just never know.

Bandit’s cough got worse, and the vet put her on antibiotics and steroids. My dad was home with her all day Tuesday, and said she was following him around like usual and being her sweet self. She began to deteriorate quickly, and it was clear she had to go to the doggy ER when she began coughing up blood. She was having a hard time breathing, and it was clear something was very wrong. The vet took an x-ray, and found out her lungs were full of tumors. Boxers are extremely prone to cancer, and it is a wonder she did not have problems earlier.

My parents were with her when they decided to put her down. She was in so much pain and distress, there was no other option. It all happened so quickly that my sisters and I didn’t get to see her. I have to think my parents were also wanting to protect us, by not calling us when it happened. They said it was the saddest moment, and they just pet her sweet head, and told her what a good doggy she was. It happened quickly, and luckily she was not in pain for long.

Bandit was a part of our family. And we will miss her greatly. She loved her role as our protector, and she loved each one of us. She watched us all grow up, and I think that is another reason she lived so long. She made sure we all made it out the door, and on to college, before she left us.

{Hannah and Bandit}

You dog lovers out there know how special a bond with a dog is. And for those of you who are not dog owners, just call me an emotional sap! Haha. The first thing I did when I got home Wednesday (after finding out) was run and grab Sadie and just love on her. I am so saddened by Bandit’s loss, but I also am so in love with my precious pug puppy who has many good years ahead of her. And when I get sad, I just remind myself, that “All Dogs Go to Heaven”.

Thanks for listening. I just had to share what was on my heart today!

"Because I knew you... I have been changed for good."

{WARNING: incessant babble alert}

I have been thinking a lot recently about how blessed I am to have the girlfriends that I have. Everyone always thinks that their friends are the greatest, but I really do know that God has blessed me with the absolute best group of women I could ever ask for. These are the girls that I have known since we were little babies, just 18 and starting school at UK. We had no idea how much our lives would change over the next {le sigh} eight (nine? however long it has been) years. We were all Adpi's together, and have been inseparable since day one. Heck after we moved out of the sorority house, we piled 8 girls in one house, and 7 in the house next door, and called it the "Adpi compound" for two years. It was pretty crowded for sure, but some of my best memories. After college; jobs, boys, whims, and dreams spread us out all over the country. We have girls in Kentucky, Minnesota, Colorado, South Carolina, Tennessee, Georgia, Chicago Illinois, Mississippi, California heck we have one even moving to Sweden! No matter how far apart we are, it is so neat to see us all come together for each other. I'm gonna get sappy on y'all real quick, but seriously we hardly miss a beat! One of my good friends Emily recently had the first baby girl of our pledge class, and can I just tell you my inbox never had less than 56 emails in it. I swear I think we all (what, 30 of us?) had a HUGE email chain going in discussion, and anticipation of baby girl. I am pretty sure the phrase "OMG. Chills, tears, everywhere" was written 500 times. HA. Here is first pic of Emily and her sweet baby. We are pretty much abnormally obsessed with each other {lame I know} but hey, we love it.

So I wanted to post something to share with you guys. My friends Kate is a fantastic writer (we have to encourage her to keep up her blog because its hysterical!) But I wanted Kate to do a little guest blogging here for us. Subject: our wonderful group of girls and how no matter where we are in our lives-we are always together! So here goes...

"8 years and one month ago as I got in the car to make the four hour drive home from my freshman year of college, I had a pain in my chest, you know the pain… the one that comes with anxiety and worry, that feeling that you have left something behind or forgotten the most important item for the trip ahead. I remembered pulling over and looking once more through all my belongings, as I got back in the driver’s seat I realized what was missing… the people and faces I had grown so used to being surrounded by every day, my wonderful beyond this lifetime friends. As you can imagine it took a little more than 4 hours to get home that day, with the tears clouding my view…

1460 days, 350 parties, 100 visits to tally ho, two keys, and Rupp, countless amounts of laughter, tears, 68 credit hours, 50 road trips and 1 amazing pledge class later….. as I walked across the stage and became a college graduate, I got that same feeling in the pit of my stomach and chest, a true “bittersweet moment”. A new era had begun, adulthood, and despite every angle I tried I knew I couldn’t pack them in the car with me to drive away once again.

1460 days, 1040 work days, 208 weekends, 200 trips and 200 tearful goodbyes, countless “grown up hangovers”, amazing weddings, a terrible funeral, and 2 babies later… I find myself at my desk just waiting for the email chains to roll in so I can get the latest updates in the lives of the most amazing people I know.

Sometimes I think “what if”… I hadn’t chosen UK, I hadn’t chosen ADPi, or worse what if they hadn’t chosen me. What if I hadn't moved away, and we all still lived in the same town. What if we were all still able to be a few doors down when we needed a shoulder to cry on, and wingman to go out with, or someone to share our joys with. Then I remember; "What if's" don’t matter… this was the path I chose, because it was the path for me… and when I get that, “I left something behind feeling”… I am just one email chain away from knowing no matter where I go or what happens they are all right by my side."

Ok so I definitely cried when she sent me this. HA. Point is: I am so blessed to have the friends I have. End of story. No matter where we all live, we are stuck with each other forever! Ha. I love you girls, and I am better because I know each one of you!

So Cheers Pledge Class '02, best decision we ever made!

Weekend Recap

Hi ladies! I have been so busy, I haven't been able to respond to your comments from the last post, but trust me I can't wait to! I spent the weekend with my Aunt and all of my girl cousins at a spa/casino close by. It was SO nice to have a girly relaxing weekend with my Aunt Lucy, and all the girls! It was so nice of my sweet Aunt to take us all, we had an absolute blast. I don't think we went to sleep before 6 am either night. Between the spa, pool, drinks, casino, drinks, and the bachelor party we ran into, it was an adventurous weekend to say the least. Here are some pics from our "oh so Sex and the City" weekend in Abu Dhabi. Ha. I love my family!! My Aunt, ahem "cousin" Lucy. hehe. Sissy love. {heart heart} We would find the "bling" store All the girls...mine is blurry?? Sorry :( Party in the bathroom. Ha ha.

And the random bachelor party. They were so nice and so fun! We kept threatening to have my dentist cousin remove one of their teeth: a la "The Hangover" style. One of them went home without a lateral incisor. Just sayin'.

And just for fun, how cute are my shoes today? I just love them. Steve Madden, ON SALE. score. Ok that is all!

If it walks like a duck...

And it talks like a duck...

Ladies. Guess what... It's a mother effing duck.

I chuckled a little as I said this out loud to my friend on the phone last night. But the more I began to talk to her, and to think about it, the more I began to realize how obvious some answers are, that are right in front of our faces. Why as girls do we try to qualify things? "oh, he is just busy..." or maybe “oh, he is going through a hard time right now..." not ever do we just accept the obvious. He is playing you.

The first thought of mine here was, He's Just Not That Into You. Remember those brilliant lines from Sex & The City? Those few words helped change my college dating life.

But this story is not about that. It is not a He's Just not That Into You story. It is not about a silly girl, who just doesn't understand that a guy is not into her. It is about a girl, who has a guarded heart, and somehow, {gosh darn it}, somehow, lets herself get tricked by a smooth talking Cowboy Casanova.

For all intents and purposes, I’m not telling you who this story is about. But I will tell you she let herself get fooled by a very clever boy. She ignored his date invites for over two months. He is 'the beautiful bad boy', not they guy you ever really considering dating. Never in a million years did she think she would be going on a date with him. Let's face it, the image she had of him is that he is this serial dater that dates multiple girls at one time. And that is ok-sometimes we all just need a hot bad boy to satisfy our "I'm a single gal", "I need to feel wanted" needs. Sew those wild oats, you know what I am saying? She never entertained the idea that he would be anything more than a good time. And she most certainly didn't let her guard down until...

Until the smooth talking began. He begins to tell her all of those things that boys think girls want to hear “he wants to get to know HER... he doesn't agree with dating more than one person at once... he just wants to make sure that she is in to him as much as he is in to her... he finds her beautiful and irresistible..." We have all heard "don't judge a book by it's cover ". She began to think to herself, “am I doing this? Am I prejudging him unfairly?...Maybe I had him wrong? Maybe there was something there besides his gorgeous looks and bad boy charm. Maybe he really is into me, and he had just never dated a smart, good, ‘going somewhere with her life’ girl. Maybe I should give him the benefit of the doubt?"

Wrong.

oh how she was wrong.

As it turns out, he is exactly who she thought he was. She recently found out about some drama with another girl, and decided she just didn’t want to be a part of that. Luckily, she is strong enough, and honestly not far enough into their dating relationship to let it affect her. I feel sorry for the other girl, who has no clue about girl #2, who is just another girl fooled by a good time Cowboy Casanova.

So ladies, in discussing this story with my girlfriend, together we came to a conclusion: TRUST your instincts. Your gut feeling is there for a reason. Remember when you were 15 and you took a multiple choice test in high school, your teacher always said "go with your first instinct, your gut feeling". That would be my advice to you now. If he walks like a duck, and talks like a duck, just be careful, and protect yourself. Because he very well just might be, a duck.

{addition} if you think you might have a player on your hands, here is a fantastic article that just popped up on yahoo. Perfect timing or what?

Details.

Let us discuss.

I am a very smart girl. I did great in school, I am fantastic at my job, I am just not good with “details”. I am always late. I could not tell you what church the wedding I am suppose to attend is at, and I have no idea what time we are suppose to leave for the beach on Friday. {Examples obvi.}

So my lack of paying attention to details caught up with my yesterday during my lunch break when I discovered on Alumni Drive, oh… hmm I just ran out of gas. Awesome. This is absolutely NOT the 7th time I have ever done this. It is like 100 degrees and I am near pass out mode because I haven’t eaten or had a diet coke by this point, and my cell phone is about to die. This is just great. Allison, get it together. I luckily have enough juice in the old iphone to call AAA for gas.

Next thing I know I hear “woop woop” and see red and blue lights. Thank GOODNESS Officer Williams was so kind and let me sit in his car with the air conditioning. Mind you I was in the back seat, of the cop car, looking like a complete arrested idiot. But in reality I just needed some AC people! So then finally an hour later, not one, but two AAA trucks come to my rescue. One was the one I called, and the other just happened to be driving by and stopped to help. So it is just me, the cop, and my two AAA men blocking traffic for a little run out of gas situation. I felt like the biggest moron ever.

So in conclusion: I will be filling up my gas tank whenever it gets to half a tank… yep. This is my new rule. Wish me luck.

Geez I need to get it together with the small things in my life!! Please someone else tell me they have done something more ridiculous recently…

Carrie Underwood, coupons, and {gasp} an award!!

I imagined this blog post going a little differently. I imagined a picture of me, standing beside Carrie Underwood, smiling like a 3 year old who just found out that Santa brought her a pink Barbie powerwheel. I am saddened to report-there was no meet and greet with the sweet angel diva Carrie. Even though I didn’t get to meet her, I had a fantastic time at the concert! She is so amazing, it really is incredible the set of pipes that chic has. She didn’t hit one bad note all night. She looked gorg as usual, and can I just say holy bling because her ring was blinding me from the stage. Here is my Carrie outfit, cowboy boots and all! And my wannabe Carrie hair. My camera is not cooperating currently, so I can't grab pics from the weekend off there, so these iphone shots will have to do. The wedding was wonderful! It was great to see some people I hadn’t seen in a while. As for parents of the high school ex, it was so good to see them. As I was leaving I ran into my ex’s dad and he hugged me, gave me a kiss on the cheek and told me he loved me. How freaking sweet. They will always have a special place in my heart. Check that off the list of things to worry about.

In other news, I have been inspired recently by my coupon savvy girlfriends to try this coupon trend. Let's face it, my checkbook has seen better days so I figured hmm why not save on things I buy anyway. So you all will be so proud, my first coupon shopping excursion was a success and I saved $17 on groceries. I was pumped. This buys exactly two glasses of wine at my next girls night out. Lovely.

I did however let myself buy these sweet pink flowers at the grocery store, because I was just in a good mood that morning and wanted to brighten up my bedroom.
Also, one of my most favorite bloggers Leigh Ashley gave me the sweet blog award! I was so excited! Leigh is one of the sweetest girls I have met through blogging, and you must check out her lovely blog. Her heartflet emails always put a smile on my face! Thanks girl!

Rules (so simple!):

1. Give award to 10 sweet bloggers that you love

2. Make a post about award, mentioning person who gave it to you

3. Put the award on your blog

And here is the part where I get to pass along the award to 10 of my favorites. I just love these girls blogs, and you will too. Promise!

Lindsey at All Things Bright and Beautiful

Kristen at All in My Twenties

Dana at Storytelling With a Future Mrs.

Laura at There She Is...

Lindsey at Fillies and Juleps

Juliana at A Blonde Walks Into a Blog...

Laura at The Middle Sister Fairytales

Emily Anne at My Heart Shaped Life

Molly at The Tanners

Elizabeth at In The Pink

Happy Wednesday everyone, we are halfway through the work week!

Confessions...part deux

I must confess I have nothing worthwhile to say today. At all.

So I figured, while we are at it, let's confess some more things that happened this week:

1. I did not not wash my hair, and wore a ponytail TWICE this week. Yep. Exhibit A. 2. Tuessday night I was left all alone at my house by the roommates, so I had a few vodka soda's and made mac n cheese at midnight. I am ashamed.

3. I tried clipping Sadie's nails (I never attempt this) and only made it through one paw. I ended up making Sadie bleed and I felt awful. I really think it hurt me more than it hurt her, but I was so upset.

4. While I was at my parents picking up my dog, I raided their refrigerator and took many things, because I didn't feel like going to the store.

5. Also Tuesday night, I slept with the lights AND tv on because I was home alone and am terrified to sleep by myself. Luckily no creeper was hiding under my bed, or in my shower although I was convinced this were probably true.

6. I got upset when i couldn't find my favorite pen at work. I spent 15 minutes looking for it. Pathetic! Still don't know where he ran off too...

7. I made a bachelorette party veil for a friend of mine at work, and I may or may not have worn it around the office this morning for fun.

8. My forehead is peeling from sun overload last weekend and currently looks like I had a tragic falling out with some self tanner, or just have a dirty face. Help.

9. I have watched Glee three times this week.

10. I am attending my ex's (from high school) wedding this weekend and am for some reason anxious about seeing his parents. WHY? 8 years ago people, also slightly pathetic.

Anyone else want to confess something?? You know it feels great! Also- check out this website that my friend Kate at work just sent me. How sweet. This warms my heart. Perfect if you need a little inspiration.

Happy Friday Friends!

Update to last post...

Glee fans... you're welcome.

My girlfriend Ellen just sent me this. Mathew Morrison-you are looking fine in this months Vogue. Ok sorry I just had to.

Let us discuss:

Ok-so I am sitting here in my green, some kind of all natural face mask (sample from work I have fallen in love with and will probably never actually be able to afford), drinking a vodka soda (we are out of wine) and watching Glee for the second time tonight. I feel we should discuss some things.

1. How good this episode was, and how hot Finn, Puck, and Mr. Shuester are. Seriously, I love them all- I can't pick a favorite.

Finn melted my heart when he told Rachel he loved her, and it took me back to the "first love" feeling.

Now Puck, oh Puck, your gorgeous bad boy vibe makes me want to skip class and make a man out of you behind the bleachers, except you are so sexy you would probably teach me things.

And Mr. Shu... Oh Mr. Shu. You looked beautiful as always and I would have totally had a teacher crush on you like I did Mr. Hoskins back in the day-but that is another story for another day.

2. How sweet was the whole baby scene? Quinn just looked so cute holding baby girl! And I like how Puck said he loved her more now. Precious, love love heart heart.

3. And most importantly-did anyone catch the preview of Zach Efron's new movie during the commercials? Umm...holy hottness. I was glued to the tv. How old is he now anyway, 22? He is absolutely gorgeous. Cheers to you Vanessa Hudgens, cheers.

Now I shall get back to polishing my nails, and stop lusting after tv show characters. Anyone know how to make Essie polish go on smoother?? Night night!

Big Brothers Big Sisters

I have decided to apply to be a big sister! You know, the Big Brothers Big Sisters program? I am pretty sure most cities have this? But I might be making that up. Anyways, I have been in this whole self improvement mode recently and after the large cry and stay at home little breakdown I had last week, I came to the conclusion that I need a constructive way to fill my time. I am really excited about this opportunity to be a positive influence to child who needs a friend. My boss at work was a big sister, and on the board of volunteers when she lived in Myrtle Beach and we talked a little bit about what a rewarding experience it was. In case you don’t know about the program, it is set up so that volunteers will be matched with a “little” and spend for example 4 hours a month doing fun things with each other. The program is designed to give children a friend, and positive role model besides their parent or caregiver. I am really looking forward to this, and hope I will be good at it! Has anyone else had experience working with this program, and being a Big? I would love to hear about your experiences!