The perks of being single

I have always been the kind of girl who is "with someone". I can't honestly remember a time where I went longer than a month or two without being in some sort of relationship. Whether it was a full fledge exclusive thing or just seeing/hanging out with someone I have ALWAYS been involved.
I see this as a flaw of mine. And it was never because I felt like I NEEDED to be with someone. Maybe I am just too big of a flirt and believe that you never will know what you really want in a partner if you don't try different things.

Exhibit A the ex husband 

  

Exhibit B an ex boyfriend from highschool

Exhibit C the heart breaking ex...

You get the picture....

I don't consider myself to have a "type". I am attracted to a vast array of looks, senses of humor, style etc. I almost never say no to a first date, unless you are straight out a creeper or I know you are shady as all get out...
Maybe thats why I have been on SOOO many blind dates.
I guess I always look at it as a free meal one way or the other! (Does that make me a bad person or just a secret fatty?)

Anyway my point it that for the first time in as long as I can remember I have been unattached since March.

At first of course I was heartbroken (to the say the least) after a pretty rough break up with someone I was starting to really fall for the last thing I wanted or needed was a relationship. I am a firm believer of getting back on the horse so I tested the water went on a few dates and still continue to go out on dates from time to time.

But I know in my heart I am not ready for a relationship. I am still hurt deeply by my last actual boyfriend. I am still healing.

But for the first time I am totally okay with the fact that I am alone. That I am completely unattached.

I am okay.

In fact I am completely terrified of the idea of being in a relationship right now. The mere thought of it sends me into a panic. My chest tightens, my smile turns into a tight lipped frown, my scowl lines become etched on my face. Its bad. Real bad.

But its okay. Its okay that I am 25 almost 26 and I am alone.

In fact its pretty fantastic because I get to do whatever I want.
I want to come home and do absolutely nothing? Awesome. Done.
I want to watch chick flicks all night long? No prob who is stopping me?
I wanna hop in the car and drive three hours to the middle of no where with my best friend just because we wanna get away? Perfect what time do we leave?
I want to wear my ratty sweats with no bra and no make up all day long? Who cares!
I love that! I love that for once in my life it is all about me. Its all about what I want, when I want it and I have no guilt.
I am free to do as I wish and it is a beautiful thing.
Do I miss that man that I was falling head over heels for? Absolutely. 
Do I miss how incredibly happy I was when we were together? All the time. 
Do I miss having a companion? With my whole heart.

What I don't miss is being with someone who wasn't real with me. 
I don't miss being with someone who wasn't honest with me about how they felt when thats all I ever expected.

So being free? It ain't so bad. I know my time will come when a man walks into my life and takes my breath away. He will sweep me off my feet and I will be overcome with happiness in his presence.

For now though, I think I will take this single train downtown. I mean if I had a boyfriend would I get to go on crazy adventures with this lady that lead us to a tiny middle of no where farm town? Probably not and I wouldn't trade it for the world!

So this is me saying to anyone else out there that is terrified, has had their heart broken, is waiting for Mr. Amazingly Right instead of Mr. I-had-to-settle, its okay we are alone. In fact its pretty fantastic!

Love ya nuggets!

Oh hello Monday you dirty bish...

Why is Monday such an awful day?
Why does Monday feel the need to walk up to you and slap you in the face after throwing her lemon drop on your favorite top?
Why does Monday feel the need to point out all your weaknesses and as if that's not enough do it in front of a hot dude?
I need to know Monday WTF is your problem?
I mean what have I EVER done to you?
I wake up; I go to work I try to do my adult duties and responsibilities but you make it REALLY hard when you are smack talking and throwing sucker punches all damn day!
I want to be friends. I want to be able to wake up bright eyed and bushy tailed happily greeting you with a cup of coffee and a fresh scone but every time I do you spit that very same coffee all over my khaki pants and throw that scone up all over my desk.
It's just rude.
To be quite honest I am pretty damn sick of your bad attitude Monday.
I am thinking a break might just be in order.
Tuesday seems like it is a pretty legit gal.
A real gem if you ask me.
She holds promise and a sparkle in her eye.
You Monday... you hold nothing but dark despair and a look of pure evil.
Almost like looking into the eyes of Lucifer himself.
Tuesday? Tuesday welcomes me with open arms.
She says to me "Don't worry about that Bish Monday, she is just jealous of Friday and Saturday. 
They used to be best friends but they had a falling out."
Tuesday accepts me and all my requests.
Tuesday it gentle and kind.
I can't wait for Tuesday.
Once Tuesday comes to my door that means I don't have to tango with that dirty Bish Monday for another 6 days.
So you know what Monday, you may be a dirty Bish but I am one crazy Bish and I will not let you bring me down.
You may have won the battle this time Monday but next week you are in for one hell of a fight.

Peace out Nuggets I gotta get myself to bed so I can wake up in Tuesdays gentle arms.

Oh there was music too?

The other day I updated you all on the wonderful shenanigans that took place at watershed. 

Today I tell you all about the wonderful music I heard. I mean check out this line up.

 

Did you just pee? Because I did.

All over watershed the whole weekend. No I am not kidding. Anyway.

Let’s talk music shall we?

So day one arrived and I got out of the car and immediately peeled myself out of my jeans slapped on a swimsuit and some shorts and began basking in sunshine. After camp was all set up we relaxed gallivanted about and then headed down to the concert. It’s a long and treacherous walk through the dust and dirt to the concert area from the campgrounds. I thought I was going to die each time we did it. 

And lord knows I complained a lot.

But once we arrived I enjoyed the sounds of Kix brooks who thank goodness is the less creepy looking one of the duo formerly known as Brooks and Dunn. He sang some of his new songs and also some of the groups classics. I must say I wasn't pumped about seeing him but he did a pretty good job. I mean when I am a few deep why wouldn't I love hearing Red Dirt Road. It brought me straight back to Seabeck and everyone who knows me knows how much I love to reminisce about the good ole days.

Next up was Dwight Yokam. Not a fan. No really I just do not fancy him so instead I spent some time frolicking all about with my fairy man, being ridiculous with my Trashley and getting drunker and drunker as the minutes passed. He played for what felt like an eternity I swear.

After he finished my sweet love Dierks took the stage. 

Oh Dierks.  

By the way did you all catch my picture on Twitter/instagram? He tweeted me. 

Yes. I died. I screamed like a 13 year old at a Justin Bieber concert in the car.

 Who am I kidding I screamed like I am going to at the Justin Bieber concert. 

Anyway Dierks was so amazing. Blew my socks off. I particularly remember him playing his new song you know “5-1-5-0somebody call the POPO I’m going crazy”  

well let’s just say I was too drunk to move my hands that quickly but I made a real effort. His sweet little voice soothed my soul as I stumbled the night away next to my Trashley and Fairy man. I was even rocking a little white tank top. I planned it you might say. I was a little bit nervous about hearing Dierks live because I had heard his “live in concert XM radio” awhile back and I was less than impressed. He did a number on me. I didn’t want him to leave. My sorority sister had to practically drag me out of there. I may have just been really upset about the walk back to camp but who knows.

Day two brought to me some sweet sweet sounds and a grassy knoll to rest upon. I love a good grassy knoll. No honestly I take naps in the grass frequently. We arrived to the concert much later than I would have preferred and missed a few acts I was really excited about hearing. I suppose this is what booze does to you. Time travel. I was really looking forward to hearing Sara Evans but we missed her. I think she finished before she was supposed to honestly but what do I know I was half drunk and about to take a nap at a picnic table.

The first act of the evening that I had the pleasure of enjoying was Tracy Lawrence. He is such a gem. He takes me straight back to childhood. I remember listening to him all the time with my parents. He has such a powerful voice and he sounded even better live. My favorite song of his is “find out who your friends are”. It’s a song

that holds a lot of meaning for me as it reminds me of some really close friends that I have lost. It truly makes you think about things. I loved him and sang along the whole time and some how managed not to fall down the grassy knoll. 

It was a miracle I tell ya.

Then there was Miranda.

 Oh you little shot of life Miranda. 

Ya’ll she was probably the most adorable little creature I have ever seen. She came out onto that stage and rocked it in her high heel boots ans sequin skirt. She was all over that stage and she kept talking all about her husband Blake. How freaking adorable. You can really see how much these two love each other because they both talked about each other the whole time. 

I loved it; until I had an emotional breakdown half way through  “Over You”. 

That song is/was like my break up anthem after the last boyfriend ripped my heart out. Every time I hear it I

go straight back to the way I felt right after we broke up. I looked at Trashley with tears welling up in my eyes and she literally said to me “YOU BETTER LOCK IT UP. YOU WILL NOT CRY OVER HIM. NOT HERE NOT NOW.” She is right I mean we broke up almost 7 months ago and we were only together for 8 it is time to stop getting emotional. I sucked it up pretty well and finished the concert loving every moment. Except that walk back. That dreaded walk back. 

Moving right along to night three. We arrived in time to hear Brantley Gilbert finish up his set. I dunno if it was him or his sound system but he was much harder to hear; although he did look mighty fine in those jeans.  I nearly cried like a baby because I missed Thompson Square but I was very busy napping while they were playing. And by napping I mean falling asleep with a drink in my hand while sitting up in my camping chair. It was a long day for me alright? I can’t really remember much of Brantley which is probably due to the two beers I shotgunned in the truck on the way there. 

Yikes. 

I can tell you this. Blake Shelton is a freaking rockstar. He is just as funny on stage as he is on twitter and he has a sweet sensual voice. He sang and sang and I sang along. I loved that he played some classics like “Ole Red” and “Austin” I kept picturing his mullet. By far the highlight of the night was when Miranda came out and sang “Hill Billy Bone” with him. She just came boppin out in her boots and jean skirt with a ball cap on and rocked that stage. They held hands and danced together and I just wanted to cry it was so darn cute. The

rest of our crew wanted to head back before the concert had ended and I just wouldn't stand for it so Trashley and I stayed until the very last song and I was so glad we did. I loved every minute of Blake and I would see him again and again. Not to mention that mine is literally a GIANT. He is so freaking huge and Miranda looks like a midge

compared to him. Like him and Cee-Lo on the voice almost but I think Miranda might be taller than Cee-Lo.

So there you have it kids. My full blown review of the Watershed music

Fest. I can’t wait for next year and I hope that perhaps I can get it

together long enough to make it to a few more artists next time

around. Day drinking just really takes it outta me!

Have you guys hit up any awesome concerts this summer? What has been

your favorite!

Inspire me to not be a fatty

So I have decided to take the plunge and link up with Raven and Kristen on the Inspire Me Healthy Link Up.  I will be the first one to admit my body isn't perfect and I love to eat waaay too much. But I also know that with my family medical history I need to be proactive in choosing a healthy lifestyle to avoid the plagues of heart disease that run a muck in my family. I have done a lousy job of this in the last two years. While I am by no means obese or even “fat”.

I am uncomfortable with my body and that makes me unhappy. 

Any time I talk about my body or not feeling comfortable people look at me like I am crazy. I get told all the time “you are soo tiny though” “you can eat whatever you want”. Correction I used to be able to eat whatever I wanted and while yes my clothes size reflect a “tiny” body I do not feel comfortable when I see myself naked. 
I am the one who has to wash this body hunny and I don’t like the view. 
My problem is I love to cook and I love to eat yet I HATE the gym. I work a 9-6 shift so by the time I get home from work I am exhausted I don’t want to go to the gym and get home at 9 pm. Yet I really despise early mornings and can’t seem to make myself get my ass outta bed and to the gym in the morning. 
This is pure laziness I know. 

My goal is to use this link up as a way to stay accountable (that means you ladies). I do eat fairly healthy. I try not to binge and as much as I love bacon and comfort food I do not eat it as often as I would like to. I know myself well enough to know that changing my eating habits drastically makes for one IRRATE Ashley. I just can’t starve myself or turn down a craving. I know this. So what I am asking you ladies for is to help me stay accountable and actually use that gym membership. 

So here is my goal. I currently weigh 132 pounds. No not a lot but I stand at a tall 5’2. My typical weight has never exceeded 120. Except when I was a freshmen in college but that is neither here nor there. I would very much like to get back down to 115. I weighed 115 when my ex was deployed and I have never felt better about my body. My clothes fit I was toned and confident. I want to feel confident in my swimsuit and like I am beautiful. A woman can look however but if she doesn't feel confident she won’t show that to the world. I feel like if I can manage to get my ass outta bed and to the gym for 1 hour 3 times a week I can achieve this. It is going to take some time but I need to be patient and work towards my goal. My problem is I want results like yesterday. This is unrealistic. 

I plan on increasing my intake of water; decreasing my intake of soda and beer. 
I also know I MUST cut fast food completely out of my diet and start cooking healthier lunches to bring to work with me. 

Below is my current bikini picture. And below that is me at 115. I wanna be that girl again and exude confidence to the world!

Please excuse the horrible quality something is wrong with my iphone and I am not happy about it.

My head is literally hung in shame haha

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Flat tummy no suckin it in!

Please excuse that it looks like I wet myself. I didn't my swimsuit was wet.

Proud of that sorta six pack!

Will all you lovely ladies hold me accountable? Will you girls kick my booty if I don’t get outta bed because someone needs too! I promise todo the same to all of you! Also if you want a text partner feel free

to e-mail (messofbeautifulchaos@gmail.com) me your number I have found that having someone to text/talk to when you need to fight a craving is a great distraction. I have read that a craving lasts 5 minutes at the most so if you can distract yourself you are golden!

SH*T SHOW 2012 RECAP

I had every intention of getting home from Watershed yesterday and doing all my laundry, unpacking and writing the best recap ever.

Instead I crawled into bed because I was still half drunk and laid there unmoving for about 67 hours. 

The only time I could be disturbed was to sip water and there was that brief moment when I gathered

enough strength to roll into Taco Bell still in my pajamas un-showered looking like hell on wheels. 

I am so glad I did that. 

The best 10 dollars I have ever spent at Taco Bell. 

Anyway what you should know is it took me all day yesterday to recover. 

I felt like my life was in shambles once I returned. 

I literally came flying in the door and when my dad asked me how it was this is exactly what I said 

“DAD LOOK AT ME I AM IN FREAKIN SUN DRESS WITH YOGA PANTS ON! MY FEET ARE BLACK AS NIGHT! I NEED TO BE PUT TO BED ASAP!” 

So that is exactly what I did. 

I went straight to bed and I vaguely remember him poking his head in the room at one point to find me sprawled across my bed two puppies cuddled up next to me and he may or may not have said something like this 

“ My poor child is passed out, she looks like a wreck.” 

Thanks Papa Chuck. 

I love you too.

Although in his defense I honestly did look like a wreck. 

As does my room…but onto more important things.

Lets first discuss all the things I lost this weekend shall we? 

First of all and the most heartbreaking of them all is my beloved Kate Spade sunnies.

I knew I should have removed those from my face halfway through the car ride and left them tucked away and sported my walmart specials but by the time we headed to the concert Friday night I was too drunk to even realize what I was wearing. AKA my swim suit a white tank top and plaid shorts. I looked like something else.

The next thing I lost was my dignity and I say this because it is true. 

While I barely have much of it left to begin with the rest of it is now laying somewhere between the ampitheatre and the campground. 

I was scattering it all about for the whole world to see in my drunkness. 

From my sweet dance moves to the “trueblood fairy” that my Trashley insisted I spend the evening with (at the concert not in his tent mind you) to the river, to my one leg sticking straight out of the tent while I slept. 

My dignity was out and about being sprinkled around like a flower girl at a wedding. 

Oh don’t let me forget about that moment when I literally went swimming after a dog so I could pet him and as I was following behind him scratching his back I was yelling: 

“COMMIN IN HOT OUTTA THE WAY”. 

Typical.

My white skin was the next thing to go out the window. 

And although this sounds amazing it isn't because in its place is a red hot lobster.

 I used sunscreen and I still managed to get the most epic sunburn ever. 

Not only do I have a sunburn but it’s a fat red strip right down my legs. 

That double tube sounded like such a good idea in looking back getting my ass out of it and switching positions from time to time may have been a good idea.

I also lost my voice shockingly enough because I am probably one of the quietest people I know… riiight.

I think that may sum up what I lost. 

On that note let me just intrigue and entertain you with a few photos from my epic adventure I warn you in advance that once a drop or two of booze gets into Trashley and I’s systems all good photo taking goes out the window to be replaced with our “pretty faces”.

Nap time, pretty faces and a lobster.

The beautiful view, my drunk ass and me and my Trash

So excited yet unaware of what was in store for me.

A little rode soda on the way to quench my thirst...

Last but not least a gorgeous trueblood fairy to spice up my night...

So very sorry for neglecting all my wonderful readers; but I hope you all loved Dani's guest post on bloody mary's! Isn't she great?!? I just love that little angel and what better to post about than a good ole' bloody? Speaking of I could go for one of those right about now... But instead I am going to do laundry. And think about the pictures I am supposed to post for the link up Thursday...

For the love of a Bloody Mary.....

Happy Friday!!! 

Let me start by introducing myself.  

{That's me on the left, my beautiful sister on the right}

I am Dani, and I blog over at Inspire.Motivate.Love on an almost daily basis, however, the wonderful Miss Ashley is out enjoying Watershed, a country music festival going on quite literally in the middle of our great state of Washington.  

 {Do you see who she gets to listen to this weekend? Be jealous. I am.}

She has asked me to babysit the blog for her while she's gone, and of course I jumped at the chance! 

Ashley and I have become fast friends thanks to blog land, and being that we only live about 4 hours away from each other, I can't wait until we meet! 

While we've been discussing/planning our meet up, we have carried on a continuous conversation about Bloody Mary's.  We, along with Meghan over @ ShineOn, seem to all have a shared love for the tomato, vodka, must have a salad or we will send it back drink.  

No joke - Ashley said she sent hers back because there weren't enough vegetables to top it off once! I am not surprised by this - and would probably do the same thing.

After a week of discussing this wonderful drink - I started thinking that I didn't have a "favorite" recipe that I went to.  I usually just throw stuff in the glass and away I drink.  

Sometimes I put horseradish in, sometimes I don't. 

Sometimes, I have worcestershire sauce, sometimes extra pepper, sometimes this, sometimes that. 

Well, thank you to Pinterest - I now have about 100 different recipes to try, and I thought I'd share my favorites, based on ingredients because I haven't made them yet, with you all today, in honor of Ashley's weekend of drinking fun, and our planned bloody mary fest. 

{Credit: Bon Appetit Mag}

This first one, care of Bon Appetit mag, says it's the "Best Bloody Mary."

Now - if you're all for cooking your own vegetable juice before making your drink, it sounds fantastic.  I mean, it has everything I love, horseradish, pepper sauce, chili sauce, lemon AND lime, and of course pickled veggies! This will definitely be on the list....however...I am not sure about putting Guinness in my bloody mary? Have you ever heard of doing this? I haven't.

{Check it out here}

The next one, from Food52 calls for a homemade horseradish vodka.  I'm sorry, what?! 

Count me in.  I will be trying this one asap. 

Like this weekend, perhaps. 

{Recipe here}

On to the United Bartenders of America.  You can bet they probably have millions of AMAZING recipes for anything.  Their bloody mary collection did not disappoint. 

There's a Bloody Caesar, Bloody Mary, Bloody Maria, and Bloody Bull (which apparently has beef bullion in it?). 

I never knew so many different versions existed.  I want to try them all!

The Bloody Caesar uses Clamato juice - of which I have actually decided I like.  You either like it or you don't. (It has shellfish properties, so be careful)

The Bloody Maria consists of tequila instead of vodka.  I don't think I've ever tried it this way?

{Credit: Sandra Lee}

Now, if any of you watch any kind of Food TV like the Foodnetwork, I am sure you have heard of Sandra Lee?  She's filmed some of her shows in the Seattle area, and comes up with the great ideas.  

This bloody mary recipe looks like it might be another one that is a win. 

I mean, who doesn't like a little Old Bay Spice and Grilled shrimp?!! 

I'm in. 

{Recipe Here}

The next recipe is a little more on the spicy side, but I could eat spicy ANYTHING every day.  I love it.  A Cajun drink would fall into that category. I came across a food blog with said recipe, and fell in love.  Basically, add creole seasoning and chili powder.  Yum!!

Check out Ezra Pound Cake for the recipe!

Most of those recipes call for just tomato juice.  Not a bloody mary mix.  This next one I found, on another great blog, calls for Trader Joe's bloody mary mix.  I had no idea this existed.  I will be going to TJ's today to find some.

This site has a TON of fantastic drink recipes.  

Check out Mint Love Social Club to find this one, and then stay and browse around!

Now that everyone is thirsty, because I know I am! 

The last thing I wanted to share is probably the best idea I've ever heard of or seen.

Meghan mentioned this earlier in the week, and then I came across this post.

{Credit: Foodgal.com}

A bloody mary bar. 

GENIUS! I'm all about it, and will be making one on a smaller scale for my grandmother's birthday BBQ this weekend.  

{The Symmetric Swan} <~~ Check out the full post here.

I'll be sharing my bloody mary experiment over on my blog after the weekend is over - and I'll review some, if not all, of the recipes above.  

I don't think you all understand how excited I am to do so! 

Besides a good martini, these are my favorite things to drink!

Can I use anymore exclamation points in this post? I am not sure....

I hope everyone has a fantastic weekend, and why don't you all try a new recipe while you're at it! Let us know how it turned out.  

We shall all also hope that Ashley's liver makes it out of Watershed alive. 

So then I screamed like a banchee and peed my dress...

Wow, when I was blog stalking the other day I had no idea I would end up screaming like a banchee and practically peeing my dress. 

But I almost did. 

No really. I am not exaggerating. I just wish someone would have recorded it. 

Anyway I have some very exciting news, Dani at Inspire. Motivate. Love has nominated me for the Liebster Blog Award. Holy shizznit. 

What. Just. Happened. 

I never thought that just a short month and a half after starting my blog someone, even if it's just one person, would value what I write and think I deserved recognition for it! I feel so overcome with joy and pride. 

I may have even done a sweet karate kick or two and yelled "EFF YEAH"... in a dress. Cute I know.

So what is the Liebster Award? 

It would appear it is an award that one blogger gives to another blogger who has less than 200 followers. 

What a great way to encourage each other. 

Isn't that why we blog, to touch each others lives? So here are the rules for the Liebster award according to the little research I did (I am waaaay too excited to do that) and what Dani provided!

1. post eleven things about yourself;

2.  answer the questions the tagger set for you;

3. choose eleven upcoming bloggers and link them in your post;

4. make eleven new questions for them to answerl

4. go to their blog and let them know you've nominated them;

5. not tag back.

SO Unfortunately for me I can not tag Dani, she has already been nominated but you bet your sweet ass if I could I would. Love ya Dani!

Here are Dani's questions for me!

1.  Favorite season? 

Fall, I love fall and it also means my birthday is VERY close and halloween!

2. Favorite handbag designer? 

I am a sucker for my coach bags. I just am. Classic clean and simple!

3.  Favorite animal print? 

Hmm I can honestly say I do not own anything animal print... but I will just throw it out there and saw Zebra why not!

4.  If you could relive a certain day again, would you? 

Hmm that's tricky. I mean depends on the day, I think if I could go back and relive the day little Hudson was born I would. It was so amazing to be there for my nephews birth even though it terrifies me!

5.  When you were growing up, what did you want to be? 

An actress or a lawyer!

6.  If you were given $1 million, what would you buy? 

First of all I would pay off all my debt, my parents debt and my siblings debt. Honest to God. Then we would all go on vacation!

7.  Favorite coffee drink? 

Iced sugar free non fat vanilla latte please and thank you!

8.  Favorite "adult" drink? 

Rainier beer or Jack Daniels, although my true love Sailor Jerry will always be in my heart.

9.  Best trip you've ever taken? 

Vegas 2010 with my girlfriends. It was such a needed break from my reality. It was also the time that I spent with my friends there reflecting on my marriage which helped me ultimately decide to get the strength to walk away.

10.  What made you start blogging? 

A need to vent, to open up. But mostly to write, I have always been a writer, when I was happy, sad, confused so this just seems natural.

11.  Favorite guilty pleasure? 

Teen Mom perhaps? I don't know I guess I don't feel guilty about much of anything that makes me happy! 

Here are my 11 things, which is quite the task after the 15 day challenge I participated in and my friend Sarah's guest post about me... dang it timing... But I ain't complainin!

I have never been out of the USA unless you count Canada, which I don't because its a few hours away.

I didn't eat and enjoy my first steak until I was 24. It's a crime I know.

Bacon is my favorite food ever and it makes everything better, well and gravy. I love gravy.

I want to move away from Washington so terribly bad but it breaks my heart to think I couldn't see my nieces and nephews whenever I want to.

I write a food column in a magazine called Lash&Ink.

I do not for the life of me realize how short I am until I stand next to someone really tall or hold up my jeans while doing laundry. Then I realize oh wow I really am a midget.

I am the most terribly messy girl. I hate laundry so much and 9 times out of 10 my room is a mess. But I hate a messy kitchen.

If I could quit my job and cook all day with my brother for a living I would. Like today.

I am not a morning person or a night person, my prime is in the afternoon. That must be why I 

love day drinking.

I wish I was a better snowboarder but I am awful at it. And I hate doing ANYTHING I am awful at.

I am and will be getting my little boobies done one day. I already had a consultation, I know what size but I refuse to finance plastic surgery. But one day... one day 375CC's are going right in me.

Now my 11 questions for 11 of my favorite bloggers:

1. Where were you born?

2. Daddy's girl or Mamma's little lady?

3. Favorite place to shop?

4. favorite pair of shoes?

5. favorite childhood pet?

6. Who was/is your childhood best friend?

7. Hardest lesson you ever learned?

8. Favorite holiday?

9. If you could be any animal what would you choose?

10. Your favorite blog of any size and why?

11. What was your first car?

I know totally random but whatevs!!! And now the award goes too:

Rachael @ Exactly As We Are

Alyssa @ A Latte Love

A sisterhood of Greeks

Lindsey @ Sassy Ms. Ginger

I know we are supposed to pick 11 but I can't honestly, unless I can choose ones with more than 200 followers. In that case I choose....

Taylor @ The Daily Tay

Erin @ Living in Yellow

Raven @ A Mommas Desires and Pacifiers

Tiff@ The Coffeehouse

Kristen @ All in My Twenties

Megan @ Mackey Madness

Steph @ BEAUtiful mess

I feel so blessed to be able to write about my life and have people actually want to read about it! How amazing!! I love you all!!