Saturday, January 30, 2010

you left your heart in california...

... and we're taking good care of it!

Vanessa fell in love with Cali when she came to visit and left her heart here when she went home.
No heart should be left to wander the streets alone, so I have taken it in.
Me and Alex will keep it safe until you come back to get it!

Your heart is now officially traveling with me wherever I go.
A little Northern California Exploration is in order.

There will be pics, fear not!

Have a happy weekend everyone!

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Rupert and the PAP...

His name is Rupert.
Thats my knee btw.

I think my bf beats me while I sleep.

My parents called me today and offered me a job working for my dad.
He has his own business doing home inspections and they want to get me another phone and have me take calls and schedule his appointments from home.
He said that people seem to prefer talking to a nice female to set up their appointments.

It's kind of perfect since Jil's boss wasn't looking to hire for the time being and I was really hoping to find something to do from home.
It sounds like a pretty good deal to me!

I get to stay home and have an income.
I'll be working for my dad so it'll be a little less stress than a normal job.
I'll have a reason to get up early.
(I actually do want to be productive and wake up earlier.. I just have no reason to do so)
I'll have another phone line paid for by my parents so I can make my long distance calls on... wait what? :)
(another joke people.)

Also, Jonathan actually sounds pretty happy about me working for my dad.
For whatever reason, he didn't particularly want me to get that other at-home job.
Maybe he just likes that it's for my dad as opposed to some random company.
Who knows. I'm happy he supports this though.

I'm going to be going down there in the next couple of weeks so my popsy can give me a phone and discuss what all I need to be doing.
It sounds simple enough though..
Take calls, make appointments, schedule it into his google calendar(?), get paid!

Since I'm going down to the bay area anyway, I scheduled a long-time-coming physical/pap (all kinds of awkward) and a dentist appointment.
I should probably think about getting some doctors that don't live 3 hours away.
But I don't really want to.
I know these people.

... and I'd prefer having only 1 person who has used THIS on me for as long as I can help it.

Yeah, guess where THATS going folks.

I just like to stare off at the corner and avoid eye contact till its all over.
Especially when she starts going to 2nd base (aka checking for "cancer"), and I dont have the luxury of hiding behind my legs.

I'll leave you all with that pleasant image.

*This just in!*
My dad is going to buy me a phone at Verizon right now and he kept asking me what kind I want! 
Guess what he decided to get me?

Thats right. Its a DROID.
and its the good one too.
How Excited am I?
Best. Job. Ever.
and dad!

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

girl scouts of shyster-ville...

The boyfriend just called me from work and asked me a question that I wasn't expecting.

"Do you want any girl scout cookies?"

Music to my ears guys.
Music to my ears.
Seeing as I was still in bed and missed his call minutes before, I thanked the Lord for the good sense to call him back right away.

I said something along the likes of "YES!"
(you know, something like that)

When he asked what kind I wanted and I had a momentary brain fart.
I was in girl scouts 10 years ago (for some reason that doesnt seem like all that long ago. I guess its half my life ago) and couldn't really remember the names of the cookies.
He said he would read them to me and I only recognized two.
One of which was Thin Mints.
(aka the only cookie that hasn't had it's name changed).

After doing a little research (for your viewing pleasure),
I discovered that they have pretty much the same cookies but the names have all changed.

For instance:
Caramel Delights? They are now Samoas
Yeah.. because that sounds tasty.

Peanut Butter Patties? not anymore! They are now Tagalongs.

Oh would you like some Shortbread cookies? They couldn't possibly have changed that..
They are now Trefoils!

I mean what the f guys.

I have a theory about this.
They changed the names to confuse everyone into thinking they were all new types so people buy a whole sampler set.
Those girl scouts are crafty.

Well, I've got your number, Girl Scouts of America!

Their "plan" backfired on me! I didn't even get to order all my favorite kinds because I didn't recognize any of the gibberish coming out of my boyfriend's mouth.

I can only imagine what they're charging per box these days.
I'm pretty sure Jonathan will be coming home without some limbs.

I was a girl scout from first to sixth grade.
Let me just say.. my cookie sales were huge.
I used to sell the most (sometimes 2nd most. boo) cookies in my troop every year.
My mom totally took my sheet into work with her at the hospital though so I guess I was a cheater.
Not that everyone else didn't do it too!
Crazy girl scout moms.

I just asked my mom to find some pictures from when I was in girl scouts and scan them and email them to me.

Hopefully I will be having a Girl Scout Extravaganza post.
Starring me. The girl scout.
Old school stylie.

I am now off to make Amanda Leeann a button and listen to Sublime.

Because they are sublime, really.

Who else was in Girl Scouts? Fess up!
When did you quit? ...or did you?

Monday, January 25, 2010

time for a change...

Well as you can see, I redid my page a little!

I've been wanting a 3 column layout but not with any crazy background or headers that I can't change easily.
 SO, I messed with the HTML, which was a little annoying, and...

Don't get me wrong, I'm not good at HTML.. I went and looked up what I needed to change in the regular "Minima" layout HTML code to make it have 3 columns.
Here is the how-to page if anyone would like to see it.

I also changed my header (which I L-O-V-E!) to the same hooters theme!
I was going to keep the background too but it seemed like a bit much.. I like to keep things simple.

About, oh, 1 minute after I put that picture of my boyfriend on the sidebar, he glanced at my screen and demanded I remove it.
Not going to happen darling!
That is my favorite picture of him. For reals.
If you knew him, you'd know what a rare occurrence a pose like that is.
I will cherish it always.
and now you get to cherish it with me!

So the past few days I have basically been in a button making craze.
I don't really do all that much during the day so its a good way to keep busy.
The ones I craft aren't really that technical or even good
but they're fun to do anyway.

I just made Vanessa one the other day and I was messing around and made Alex one today that she apparently liked.
I'm going to be making one for Amanda Leeann soon as well.
I'm glad you people seem to like them :)

I just made myself a new one too!
 My old one was feeling a wee bit ghetto after the new ones I've been making.

Feel free to grab it for your bloggy :)

Until next time!
Unless this rain keeps up and I get washed away..

Sunday, January 24, 2010

the grass is always greener..

This morning I somehow ended up taking over the other side of the bed.
I don't know if you all know this, but the other side of the bed is far superior to your side.
The boyfriend tells me this is all in my head. That I just want it because I don't have it.
I'm pretty sure it's just because it's more comfortable.

When I woke up I felt so good and completely rested.. and happy to be on the desired side of the bed.
Boyfriend and I were chatting and snuggling happily.

That is when I got the call.

The call from my mother (who lives 3 hours away, mind you) saying that she is at the CVS in town buying some gum for her drive back home.
My crazy (and amazing) mother decided to drive 3 hours to my apartment on a Sunday morning, after her hour and a half bikram yoga class, to deliver the dutch oven she bought me.
My crazy mumsy. That is why we love her.

Needless to say, that is also why the manfriend doesn't love her.. at least at that moment.
She didn't technically tell us she was coming besides and alleged "facebook message".
(ok, her story checks out.. but I don't check my facebook that often!)
She also didn't just come over, she was calling first at least.
It really doesn't bother me too much that she just came up like that but the manfriend wants advance notice and a large chunk of time in between vists.. and she was here last weekend.
He's not a fan of parental visits in general, so he was pretty peeved.

But we ended up having a nice little time.
She came, dropped the dutch oven off (which is FREAKING heavy!) then the three of us went out to lunch before she left.

She also neglected to tell my dad she was driving up here so he was a little peeved at her too.
What can I say, my mom is a free spirit.
Always acting on a whim!

whim -noun 1. an odd or capricious notion or desire; a sudden or freakish fancy.

My mother and her sudden freakish fancies..
 "We're just going to Verizon to look at the phones".
I came home with my first cell.
"We're just going to look at the puppies. We're not going to get one."

We walked in the door with Guster.
(who, incidently, my dad fell in love with immediately)
Could you have looked at that little face and not brought him home?
Besides you Alex.

In other matters, I have been feeling like changing my blog layout but I think I might have trouble parting with my little hooters.
I have grown fond of them.
Perhaps I will look into a new format later!


I feel like making some rice krispy treats.
I've never made them before.
I need to look into it...

umm, that looks like diabetes on a plate.
and I want it in my belly.

Friday, January 22, 2010

I am award winning!

I just got my first awards (yay!) from Vanessa over at Caramel Covered Photographs! I suggest moseying on over to her blog if you haven't been before! I think most of you HAVE though because you have discovered the awesomeness of her already. She is my nose bff and always leaves wonderful, kind comments on my posts.
Thank you very much for thinking of me Vanessa!

So these, apparently, are the rules:
1. Thank the person who gave you the award
2. Paste the award on your blog
3. Link the person who nominated you for the award
4. Tell 7 interesting things about yourself
5. Nominate 7 bloggers or less
6. Post links to the 7 blogs you nominated

Since I kind of technically got 2 awards (I think), I'm supposed to come up with 14 interesting facts about myself. I've never done anything like this before so I'm going to do it up right and make it to 14!


1. I constantly words. Whenever I'm not completely positive about the spelling of some word, is my go-to. I hate spelling things wrong! When I do, I have a compelling urge to correct myself. Its a problem.

2. Since there seems to be a theme about this recently (me and Alex were discussing it on Tuesday and then apparently the mormon bachelor pad guys made a post about it the same day), I have seriously hairy arms. Dark hair. It's pretty terrible. I blame my being half Puerto Rican.
My boyfriend (of almost 3 years and whom I have lived with for almost 2 years) has never even seen them in their natural "state" because I shave them regularly now. but get this.. I didn't until HALFWAY through senior year of high school. What the F was I thinking? I was so ashamed and embarrassed of my arms for years but I was too afraid to shave because I always heard how it just makes it worse. uhhhhhno. Best decision of my life.
The end.
I completely agree with Calvin. Dark, plentiful arm hair is sick.
You can't judge until you have had to deal.

pretty much.

3. I have the most retarded eyebrows you will ever see. It almost seems like a bad joke since my arms are so hairy, but I have half eyebrows. They are normal to a point then they kind of die off.. They are totally lame and if I don't pluck them they are extremely terrible.

4. I ALWAYS wear socks at home. I think its a combination of me not liking the way the floor feels on my bare feet and the fact that I always have cold toes and fingers. My boyfriend thinks that I don't have good circulation or something. Whatever the reason, my feet and hands are always like little icicles. He squeals like a girl when I touch my toes to his legs in bed.

5. I always have a black (sometimes brown) hair tie on my wrist. Unless my hair is up, then its on my head. The only time I EVER take it off is when I'm showering, and I immediately put it back on when I get out.

you get the idea.

6. I have never in my life colored my hair. That includes highlights and the like. I like my hair color. Its a nice light-ish brown and I have natural blonde streaks in the front. And who wants to deal with having to re-do their color constantly so your roots don't show? Who has the time and money for that sort of upkeep? Not I!
Natural girls represent!

7. I think my favorite color is pink. I have finally come to terms with this fact. When I was a kid I didn't like to be like everyone else. So when everyone loved blue and pink and purple, I loved yellow and green. Over the years I have come to realize that pink is my favorite color. I'm not proud. But it is the truth. If there is a color option for something (besides clothes) and I have to choose, my choice is almost always going to be pink. sigh.

8. Nail related injuries freak me the hell out. Even if its just a bent back nail, I get super grossed out and can't stand to look at it. Even if it's not even my bent back nail. Giiiiives me the shivers. Keep your freaky nail accidents away from me people!

9. I kind of hate water.. and being wet. Pretty much in all circumstances. I don't like to swim and I basically have a heart attack when someone dunks me or flops me around in the water. Ask Alex, she is witness to me getting dunked by my boyfriend. She was also witness to the death stare of betrayal that he got from me after. And to me evacuating the pool immediately after.

10. Sometimes, when I'm listening to music, I get an irresistable urge to write the lyrics down. I'm not sure why but you're likely to find some doodled lyrics or phrases on papers all over my desk. I like to do it in pretty, decorative writing and something I'll even color or decorate the page.
 Its a pretty strange compulsion.

11. I get sidetracked and lose my train of thought as easily as a 2 year old. I can be telling a story or saying something and the next second it will be gone. My brain isn't good at multi-tasking. Or just plain thinking sometimes..

12. I haven't thrown up in about 5 years. Throwing up is just about the worst feeling ever and the thought of it scares me. I cry every single time I do and it just feels miserable. I've gotten pretty fantastic at supressing nausea.

13. I'm scared of my parents dying and leaving me. I love my parents more than I think even they know and I can't imagine a world without them. A world without my mother to turn to, to take care of me, to tell me to trust in the Lord and that everything is going to be ok. I have spent countless nights crying about it which I know is utterly silly. Its selfish too, because I'm worried about me, not them. I know my mom isn't scared of dying.

14. You could probably call me a gamer girl. I appreciate a good computer game and have been known to dabble in a few (sometimes more than a few). Although I haven't been playing anything recently, I have a relatively long history of doing so. I also have always been embarrassed to admit to playing games because it's just nerdy and most people (particularily females) don't see the appeal. This is me coming out about it and not being ashamed!

This is me not apologizing for who I am.

So, I'm not that familiar with a lot of people yet since I've only been at this for like a month but I'm going to try to get some different people in on the action.
Sorry if I give you one and you've just done it or something!

Now for my nominations:

Phew, thats 7.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

I have a dream...

about BABIES!?

Ever since I read Little Earthquakes I have been having baby dreams!
My dreams go one of two ways:

A). I'm really happy and glowing and I'm either pregnant or holding my baby
B). I'm freaking out and my baby is breaking and I'm looking for someone to help me.

I'm sad to say that its more often a "B" dream.

Last night, in my dream, I had a baby and then I realized the next day that I had no diapers or ANYTHING for the baby and I hadn't even fed it since it was born. That was about the time that I started freaking out and the baby started crying.
It was pretty traumatic.
Mothering insecurities much?

Its really, really, strange to be having these dreams.
Late last year was the first time I ever had one and now they are just coming more frequently.

I'm assuming these dreams are coming from a deep seeded fear of wanting to have kids but being terribly afraid that I'm going to be a bad mother.
That I won't be able to handle it.

Is that a really crazy thing to even think about right now?
I'm pretty sure it is.
Especially since I'm only 21 and I'm definitely NOT ready for kids yet (emotionally OR financially) but its what I want for my future.
Pretty much the only goal I have for my future in fact.
But I don't just want to be a mother, I want to be a good mother
(while still being a good wife).
 And I want my kids to grow up with both their parents still together and very much in love like I did.
I don't want to scream at my kids like I hear my neighbors doing all day.
I want them to be able to feel how much I love them.

On another note (kind of), Little Earthquakes was a really good book. I suggest reading it.


It's basically about 4 women with babies who meet when they are pregnant and their stories with their newborns and the effect it has on their marriages.
Some of the things they talk about kind of put me off having kids. No joke.

Another thing that kind of put me off kids was watching some live births and a c-section videos. Don't ask me why I did it.
I blame the book. It got me all curious and thoughtful about babies.

I think we can only conclude one thing from all this:

I am a freak.. and possibly losing my mind.

Does anyone else ever have baby dreams?


Anyone at all??

Wednesday, January 20, 2010


That is all.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

today looked like...


with a side of...


and a lot of...


Allow me to elaborate.

Today I decided to tag along on a trip to C-town with Alex.
The rain and wind was so loud around 6 am this morning that I thought we were surely going to die on the drive there.
 But by the time we headed out around noon, it was barely raining and the wind wasn't as bad. Still bad though.

We spent the first while going around to a bunch of fail pharmacies trying to get a prescription filled and finally found one who wasn't out.
I mean how many effing people can need the same medicine at one time.
I ask you.

After all that #pharmacyfail (oh god twitter is taking over), we were pretty darn hungry.
Naturally we ended up at Chili's.
Honey Chipotle Chicken Crispers much?

That is around the time we got the news.
The nice waiter came to our table and we decide to waste no time and order our Crispers.
I order mine first, with-veggies-not-fries-plz, and then Alex goes to order her Honey Chipotle Chicken Crisper tacos.
That is when the waiter dropped the bomb.
APPARENTLY they have taken the tacos off the menu and you can no longer order them.
He was instructed not to take them as an order anymore.

It was around this time that Alex started to cry.
Ok, maybe not actually but she looked like she might start any second. Thats when I went into operation "makehersomeeffinghoneychipotlechickencrispertacos" mode.
I informed this clearly misinformed man that we had just ordered them last week and how could he just tell us no like that.
I then added that the woman who sat us, "Nicole", was the one who took the order!
He looked at my tearful lunch-mate and said he would go talk to the kitchen and see if they could do it.

In the end, we victoried.
But it was a small victory for Alex because apparently the 25th is the LAST day that they will allow anyone to order it.
New menu's incoming!

After our moderately depressing late lunch, we did a couple more errands then drove on back to my apartment where hilarity ensued.
I'm talking serious hilarity.

I made some peanut Butter Blossom cookies

aka, "anal balls".
(they were dubbed "anal balls" after I said something along the lines of, "I just need to hurry up. I am way too anal about my balls" when I was rolling the cookies into perfectly shaped, even balls.)

Contrary to what our charming nickname might suggest, the anal balls turned out quite delicious.

As I was making the cookies, I was playing 21 questions: Mormon* edition with Sam via text via Alex.
While I respect his beliefs and practices, I can say I will not be joining the Mormon* community anytime soon.

Its kind of hard to explain what went down next but it was hilarious.
Maybe we were on a sugar high from the anal balls, I don't know.

We spent some time giggling and staring into each other's love canals.
Access was granted.

#lovecanal "I'll peep yours if you peep mine!"

Today rocked.

Even if the weather didn't.

I heart you Alex!

Monday, January 18, 2010

have you heard of postsecret...

I would have posted about this before now but for some reason I feel like everyone already reads it.
In case I'm wrong..

Everyone needs to go to:

Random people from all over mail this guy their secrets anonymously on postcards and he puts them on this website.
Every sunday he changes them.

The secrets are sometimes funny, heartbreaking, touching, and confusing.
I've found myself laughing and crying while reading them.

Enjoy :)

Sunday, January 17, 2010

mother-daughter weekend...

My lovely mother came to visit this weekend.
We had a nice girl's-day-out walking around downtown and grabbing a bite of lunch.

Falafely goodness.
At the Pita Pit, incidently.
(No, those aren't burritos)

During our little jaunt about town, I found the jewelry shop where I would like my future engagement ring to be purchased.
They had such beautiful rings!
I'm definitely not a fan of solitaire rings.
I like more vintage looking things.
More intricate, interesting bands and such.
(Kirk's Jewelry downtown. Alex, pass this message along to your brother if he ever decides to take that step!)

When we were on our way to the car we saw the YoYo museum and my mom insisted on going in.
It had a little YoYo section but it was mostly a toy store.
They had a lot of old classic toys that were pretty sweet.
It also had a jewelry section, really cool nick-nacks, and even books and clothes

I TOTALLY almost bought this little gem...

... then I remembered I was 21.

Paper dolls are pretty much the greatest thing ever.
(or in this case magnetic dolls.)
It was 20s, 30's, and 40's themed and had backgrounds too.
I almost regret not getting it.

Needless to say, I am totally going there from now on to buy my bf's niece presents.

... and maybe even other people.
They had some pretty sweet stuff.

My mom was very put-out, however, to find that they didn't have the type of tops she wanted.

Those old-school ones with the string ^
She apparently used to love them as a kid.

After our downtown meandering, we went to Barnes & Noble and browsed for a while.
I will always love going to bookstores.
I get really excited and almost overwhelmed by how much there is to look at and discover.
I could literally spend a whole day at Barnes & Noble and thoroughly enjoy it.

After our browsing session, we finished up our day on the town by doing some grocery shopping for me.
I know, right?

She totally stole half the items in my cart and paid for them.
(picture me eye-rolling fondly at her)

We were planning on making a yummy roast for dinner
my pain in the arse manfriend was starving "now" so we just ordered a pizza and put the roast away for later.
It was pretty lame.

The rest of the night consisted of Jonathan and my mom alternately playing guitar
while I started reading Little Earthquakes by Jennifer Weiner
which Alex loaned me, among others by that author.
So far I give it 2 thumbs up!

The moral of this tale is:

my mom rocks.

I hope you all had a great weekend!

Friday, January 15, 2010

bake me a cake.. or a potato...

Sometimes, in life, you don't want a make a big to-do about dinner.

You ask yourself what in the world is tasty and takes virtually no effort. Does something like that even exist?

Then it hits you..


Step 1: Bake your potato.
(aka.. wash some potatoes, stab some holes in them with a fork, and throw them in a 425 degree oven for 45-60 mins ish)

Step 2: While you're potatoes are a-bakin, prepare the toppings!
As you can see I have butter, some fresh bacon, cheese, and some chives.
Skip the sour cream because it is nast. Don't even go there.

Step 3: Observe the potato.
After admiring the baked goodness that is your potato, stab it and make an X on the top so as to make space for the goods.

Step 4: Stick a nice big chunk of butter inside your potato and mix it in.
See that chunk there? That is not enough.
Go big.

Step 5: Load 'er up with cheese! Be generous!
A lot of cheese = a lot of yum.

Step 6: Apply the bacon.
Don't use bacon bits.. fry up the real thing. You won't regret it.

Step 7: Garnish with some chives!
Perhaps I'm imagining it but I think the chives give it a bit of flavor. If nothing else, though, it makes your potato look lovely.

Step 8: The cardinal rule when it comes to baked potatoes...
When in doubt, make a spare!

Step 9:  NOM.