My Life According to Me

Slow Down

2011-12-04T19:27:00.001-08:00

I feel like I blinked and it's almost Christmas!

Thanksgiving flew by and here we are. The house is decked out for the holidays. Tree is up, stockings re hung and almost all of my shopping is done! Woo hoo!

I can't wait for Christmas to be here. I'm so excited!

I did it! I did it!

2011-10-18T22:27:00.000-07:00

I made a roast ... and we didn't end up having to order a pizza!

I combined a few different recipes and ended up with what I thought to be an AMAZING meal.

6 oz. Beef/Roast
Carrots - 4
Celery - 4 stalks
Potatoes - 3
3 cloves of garlic
Lipton onion soup mix
Water
Salt
Pepper
Garlic salt

Rinse meat, rub with salt, pepper and garlic salt.

Place in a frying pan and brown on both sides.

While meat is browning cube potatoes, chop celery and carrots and place in slow cooker.

After meat is done browning place in slow cooker.

In a saucepan mix Lipton onion soup mix with water (about 1 cup) until it boils.

Pour onion soup mix over meat in veggies.

Chop your garlic in half and throw it in.

Add another 1/2 cup of water to the mix.

Cook on medium for 5 hours.

Meat is so tender it will fall apart, ENJOY!

Are we "that" couple?

2011-10-08T22:26:00.000-07:00

It's 10pm. I've been in bed for 1.5 hours. Well, let me elaborate. Sweetie has been snoring for 1.5 hours (even longer if you count when he fell asleep on the couch during the movie). I've been sitting here internet surfing and watching a movie.

I think we've become "that" couple. That couple being the couple that sits in bed wearing yoga pants (me, not him) on a Saturday night.

In the words of Carrie Bradshaw ... "We need to work on the sparkle."

Peace, Love and whitening trays ...

Just Call Me Martha ...

2011-10-04T22:08:00.000-07:00

Stewart that is!

Now that Swamp People isn't playing new episodes I have some free time on my hands.

The move in is going great! We still get along famously. Punkin makes me nuts because she doesn't stop throwing up ... the usual.

On that note!

Since our move in, there are a few things I've promised myself that I want to do.

1. Become crafty

2. Cook edible food

For most people, those are simple tasks. For me ... they're nearly impossible.

I've been working on my cooking and have even promised Sweetie that I'll be making him a roast this weekend! Since the promise has been made, I suppose I can't retract it.

As far as becoming crafty! I have decided to take on 2 different crafts. Both were labeled for pre-teens, so I feel there's a good chance I'll be able to complete them. Woo Hoo!

Craft #1: A casual "knotted" blanket.
Craft #2: Pom Pom balls to hang in the guest room.

Stay Tuned ...

Punkin Hits the Kitty Lottery

2011-08-15T22:43:00.000-07:00

Every morning when Punkin hears our voices she comes barreling up the stairs. She then paces around the bed like a baby shark meowing for breakfast.

As you can imagine, I was done with this "behavior" the first weekend. The cat has never skipped a meal and she has a belly to prove it.

My solution was simple: buy an automatic feeder that dispenses at times that we designate. Not only does it dispense food when we say, but we can also tell it how much to dispense and record our voices to call her to the feeder.

Over the top? Probably. Has it worked? So far.

Today we gave it a test run. Punkin sat patiently in front of her feeder waiting for her 8 o' clock dispensary or goodies. She sat in front of it and watched the food drop out and I imagine that if she were able to talk she would have said, "WEEEEEEEEE." She sat up tall and once it was finished she looked into the bowl and then had the saddest look on her face.

Sweetie thinks she was sad it wasn't more food. I think she was sad because she thought she hit the lottery but only received fish shaped food instead that smells like icky tuna. Either way, she was thoroughly disappointed.

I suppose only time will tell how this new "toy" works for our family.

To be continued ...

Change Please (no, not the kind in your pocket)

2011-08-15T22:33:00.000-07:00

Change. Sometimes we need to create change. We can all get stuck in the day to day and a little change never killed anyone.

Sweetie and I are moving in together. It's a big step. One that I didn't know if I was prepared to make. I've lived with someone before and much to my dismay it didn't go so well. Well, let me rephrase ... he slept with someone else so I left him. Moving in together is a big step. You can no longer hide your faults or that you wax your upper lip. You know, things like that.

In a sense, I'm putting it all out there on the table. I'm definitely optimistic about this new change. I feel my relationship is stronger than ever and will definitely flourish in my new "situation."

Perhaps it is contagious?!?

2011-07-07T19:43:00.000-07:00

I think I've caught it! The flu? A cold? Nope. Baby fever.

I've always gone back and forth on the kids subject. To procreate, or not? I would like to think my feelings go much deeper than just something little to dress up ... but let's be honest.

I'm only kidding.

Lately I find myself wanting to have children more and more. Each time I go to a baby shower or visit a friend in the hospital right after they give birth, it makes me sad. I don't know if it's jealousy or what. There's something so hard in seeing every single friend you have get everything they want and not having it. I'm happy for my friends, genuinely so. It's just so bittersweet.

I know my time will come, it will come when things are right. I strongly believe that.

Spoiled? Or foiled?

2011-07-06T21:32:00.001-07:00

Looking back on my childhood I've always had incredibly fond memories. Family vacations, dance recitals ... oh and let's not forget, Neiman Marcus. I've never wanted for anything. My parents were incredibly giving people throughout my childhood, and still are.

Now, I'm an adult. My mom still takes me on the occasional shopping trip ... bought me a high rise condo and pays a majority of my bills. I know, I know, woe is me. I'm a very lucky person and thank my blessings daily.

However, as I continue to grow as a person and find out who I am and what I want out of life I can't help but think that all this spoiling, has really just kind of left me, well foiled. I feel as though in my parent's effort to give me everything I've ever wanted, they've done me no favors.

I'm an adult that doesn't know how to be on a budget or spend within my means. I spend hundreds of dollars at the grocery store ... for one person. I now feel such a sense of entitlement that I am currently doing everything in my power to snap myself out of it.

Looking back, I wish that when I ran out of allowance 2 days after receiving it that my parents said, "No." That when I was hellbent on getting a convertible my parents said, "No." I guess I wish I would have heard that word a whole lot more than I did.

I don't expect for people to feel sorry for me. I guess I'm hoping they learn from my experiences. Saying no, isn't always a bad thing.

Recently my boyfriend and I have been talking about moving in together. It's scary, it's scary thinking about being with someone and eventually sharing your finances. I can barely manage my own situation, so how do I manage someone else's? Don't get me wrong, I'm far from destitute. But as a grown woman I can honestly say that growing up in a bubble (with money flying around inside of it) has damaged me. I truly do not know the value of a dollar and am now desperately working on my finances to get me to where I want to be.

Most people keep their savings in the bank. Not me. My savings is hanging in my closet and it greatly complimented by the enormous amounts of shoes stacked to eye level in their boxes.

I know I'll fix my problems, I'm too determined not to. I want to be proud of myself, I want my boyfriend to be proud of me and feel comfortable calling me his wife ... and sharing a joint checking account.

Peace, Love and Louis Vuitton

With the good comes the bad (sort of)

2011-06-01T23:20:00.000-07:00

My relationship started amazing with sweetie, and it has never - even for a moment, been anything less. He really is wonderful, and I definitely hope to call him my husband ... one day.

But with the good can come the bad. Don't get me wrong, nothing bad has happened.

When I got involved with him, I knew what he did for a living. I guess I never really thought of what he did as a negative, or really even thought about it at all. He has a career and he loves it, so there wasn't much to think about. To be honest I was just thankful he wasn't unemployed like the last person I went out with.

Then one night while he was at work it hit me. I'm dating a police officer. It hit me hard, and I know that sounds odd. I had never thought of it to be upsetting before. So why now? Was it because my feelings for him have grown so dramatically, and I feared for his safety? Maybe.

When you see things on the news about police officers being injured, you think it's sad, of course. But now I pay extra attention. You see, I work in an office. My boyfriend doesn't have to worry about me being shot every day when I go to work. But with him, I worry about it every night I know he's out there.

Of course he's been extensively trained, he takes his job seriously and I know that. I won't lie though, when it's starting to get late and the phone rings, my heart stops for a second ... and then I pick up the phone to hear my mom's voice asking me for the name of that guy on that one show she likes.

It's such a mixture of feelings. I'm proud of him, I know he's out there protecting our streets and making us all safer. I'm also afraid, I'm afraid of something happening and losing this amazing man that I have fallen so deeply in love with.

It's funny because a majority of times he won't tell people what he does for a living. I'm not sure if it's because they instantly become uncomfortable or what. He says it's because a lot of people don't like police officers. Personally, I don't get that, they're doing their job.

Like I said, with the good, comes the bad. But even knowing that ... I wouldn't change a thing.

Buying a car ...

2011-06-01T22:38:00.000-07:00

This weekend I did the thing most of us dread ... buy a new car.

The idea of buying a new car always starts off great. I'm going to get something newer, lower my weekly gas consumption, etc. Then you get to the dealership and the sight of the pacing salesmen is enough to make your stomach churn.

Somehow I made it in and out of the dealership ... in about 3 hours. All thanks to sweetie. He helped me with my negotiations and we were out in just a few short hours ... driving away in my new car. Yayy!

So much to report!

2011-05-30T21:35:00.000-07:00

I haven't blogged very much lately. Well, obviously. So much to report! Well, the best thing is ... I'M NO LONGER SINGLE. Yippy!

I've met an amazing man! Hooray for that!

I don't care about your kid ...

2011-02-02T22:48:00.000-08:00

I've always been on the fence when it comes to kids. I love my friend's kids and I'm great with kids. But having my own? Well, that's a little bit of a commitment. So when it comes to dating a man with kids, it's just always been something I've avoided. Unfortunately, as I get older, this becomes more and more difficult.

So here we go. I went on a date with "this guy," he seemed very nice and I decided to just deal with the fact that he has a kid. I mean, it doesn't make him a bad person. In fact, it was nice to see him standing up and doing what was right. As dinner went on he spoke more and more about his kid. His child is so mature and intelligent and incredibly intuitive.

Ummmmm yeah, your kid is 2. How mature and intelligent could she really be? Is she filing your taxes for you this year? Hell, can she read? Hmmmm, guess she's not too intelligent and mature then is she? That's great you're involved, but do I need to know about dance lessons and vegetable gagging tendencies on the first date?

Boo. You fail.

Next.

Here we go ...

2011-01-14T23:15:00.000-08:00

I've been avoiding my blog. There, I admit it. There's so much to blog about, but I've been waiting until I've been ready. Ready to pretty much just unleash. So, here we go.

For a while things were great. Brand new high rise condo, amazing job that I love going to everyday ... oh ... and a guy, yes there was a guy. He made my heart pitter patter every time I saw him. He was amazing. He was a hard worker, well mannered and just the perfect gentleman, everything I could hope for.

Or so I thought ...

I'm a realist, so it's very rare for me to be swept up in the moment. But somehow it happened. I allowed myself to lose sight of reality. I was so happy and blindly in love that I guess I didn't see things falling apart, well, until it was too late that is.

It happened so suddenly (in my eyes at least). Sure, there were a few red flags here and there, but being so blissfully happy and unaware, I dismissed them. Then one day it just hit me, something was going on. I didn't know what, but there was definitely something. Then I decided to do the unimaginable, I snooped.

Let me just say, I don't condone snooping, I've never done it before ... but this time ... this time it was different. I knew I'd find something, but I don't think I was really ready for what I would find. Emails and text messages. The worst email that went back and forth several times between him and "her" ... was so terrible, it was so mean and nasty that it is still burned in my mind. It was mainly an email where she made fun of me and he droned on and on about how unhappy he was and that he only stayed with me because he felt sorry for me.

Now, let me just preface this by saying ... I'm not exactly the troll under the bridge collecting the toll, if you know what I mean. Or course, looks aren't everything, but I'm a nice person. That's what I kept saying to myself as I hysterically sobbed over this email, I'm a really good person. I spend one day a week with abandoned and neglected children, I go to church, I pay my taxes.

Long story short, after I confronted him he dumped me two days later ... at 6 am ... via text message. Yes, and while he was dumping me via text message he was proclaiming it on facebook as well. That's just how I wanted my mother to find out I was dumped. Yayyyyyyy!

So that brings us to this point. Well, kind of. I've picked up the pieces and am now on the road to finding myself and figuring out who I am. I can't say it's been easy.

I'm back out there dating and it's been pretty ugly, but it is the road that must be traveled, at least it is if I'd like to avoid being the crazy cat lady.

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY WEEKEND!

2010-07-05T21:32:00.000-07:00

THIS WEEKEND WAS AWESOME! BBQ'S, SWIMMING, FRIENDS & FAMILY. WHAT MORE COULD A GIRL ASK FOR?

Gearing up for summer

2010-05-21T12:13:00.000-07:00

Oh summer .... you're back. I'm not totally ready for you, but I have a feeling that won't stop you.

Gearing up for Kauai!! Only 2 weeks until I'm on the beach!

You're not Harry Potter

2010-05-11T21:22:00.001-07:00

I was out this weekend and while trying to find a parking spot I spotted a woman in a hooded denim cloak/cape. Why? I mean, I really just don't get it. It's Vegas ... it's hot out. Are you trying to be invisible?

Lady you're not harry potter ... and you never will be.

You'll Never Be Famous ...

2010-05-11T21:18:00.000-07:00

You know, whenever you're on a date and they proclaim that they want to be famous ... it's just bad. It can't be good. When I asked my date what he would be famous for he said he didn't know. That's what I call ambition.

WEIRDO!!

ON MY OWN

2010-05-03T17:45:00.000-07:00

IT'S AN EXCITING TIME FOR ME. I'M GETTING READY TO MOVE. IT'S AN EXCITING AND SCARY TIME FOR ME, BUT I'M READY.

THE PAST YEAR HAS HELD A LOT OF SADNESS FOR ME AND I'M HOPING TO LEAVE THAT ALL BEHIND.

SO MUCH to blog about ...

2010-03-09T00:17:00.000-08:00

and yet ... so little motivation.

Stay Tuned!!

I Should Be ...

2009-08-10T15:22:00.001-07:00

Working. I have to say ... I'm not feeling all that motivated to work. Hell, I'm not feeling very motivated to do anything.

Here's a fun fact for you: August 12th is Happy Cat Day. I'm a little confused as to - is this "Cat Day," and they're just saying "Happy Cat Day." Or is it let's celebrate all of the happy cats, so it's "Happy Cat Day."

Thoughts?