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For Day 18 of the &lt;a href="http://storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com/2013/04/blog-every-day-in-may-challenge.html"&gt;Blog Every Day in May Link Up&lt;/a&gt;, we're supposed to tell a story from our childhood and delve really deep into it. &amp;nbsp;I don't really feel like writing much today. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday was an odd/off day especially with the blog and the internet in general so I'm just going to post a couple of pictures and tell a quick story. &amp;nbsp;Here goes!&lt;/div&gt;
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These are some of my favorite pictures of my sister and I as little kids. &amp;nbsp;She's the cute, skinny blonde and I'm the giant headed monster. &amp;nbsp;Fun fact: I never outgrew those cheeks. &amp;nbsp;They are still hanging around as my husband loves to remind me by calling me "puffy cheeks" all the time. &amp;nbsp;The top right picture is the one I'll tell a story about. &amp;nbsp;I used to always hug people like that. &amp;nbsp;I was short and had no sense of private space and didn't get that clasping my hands in someone's crotch might be uncomfortable for them. &amp;nbsp;I got separated from my mom once in the grocery store and she found me standing like that with my hands clutched in the crotch of some complete stranger I thought was my mom because I was too short and dumb to look up at her and realize it definitely was not.&lt;/div&gt;
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Lately, Mike and I have been dreaming of taking a big vacation to Europe. &amp;nbsp;We keep staring at my savings account with all that tax return money we got this year thinking of how we could stretch that to a week long trip including plane tickets. &amp;nbsp;Which we could do, but probably shouldn't do until this little lazy girl gets a dang job. &amp;nbsp;Our favorite trip of course was our &lt;a href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/2011/07/honeymooners.html"&gt;honeymoon&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to London and we just cannot wait to go back. &amp;nbsp;The two places I've been dreaming of lately are Amsterdam and Italy. &amp;nbsp;Ohhhh they both seem so dreamy and relaxing and tasty. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I have a thing for canals because I keep looking at Venice when planning an Italy trip. &amp;nbsp;I love the way Mike and I travel together. &amp;nbsp;We want exactly the same things out of trips: &amp;nbsp;food, relaxing, wandering around. &amp;nbsp;Neither of us like to take organized tours nor do we care for "activities." &amp;nbsp;We're happiest just exploring on our own and stopping often to grab a drink and some snacks. &amp;nbsp;When making travel reservations, our biggest priority is usually the hotel. &amp;nbsp;We tend to go towards modern boutique hotels, but when looking around for Venice, Italy choices, I think it would fun to get &lt;a href="http://www.venere.com/italy/venice/"&gt;a romantic hotel&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;room; something historic and cozy. &amp;nbsp;Like this:&lt;br /&gt;
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I mean seriously, I don't think we would ever leave the room. &amp;nbsp;(That sounds dirtier than intended...only slightly though) &amp;nbsp;Here are some inspiration pictures for our two dream trips. &amp;nbsp;Where do you guys dream about going?&lt;/div&gt;
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It was really hard to pick a favorite photo. &amp;nbsp;That sounds conceited. &amp;nbsp;I am not, trust me. &amp;nbsp;But I have mastered the art of a good selfie and with all the outfit posts we've taken and the 800 wedding pictures, there were some good ones to choose from. &amp;nbsp;I chose a wholly unflattering one of me crying because I just really love this moment. &amp;nbsp;I was not, up until this point, a wedding&amp;nbsp;crier&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I especially wasn't an "I'm so happy and overwhelmed with love" crier. &amp;nbsp;That was not me. &amp;nbsp;I started out our ceremony standing calmly with my hands together in front of me, totally playing it cool and ready to get the ceremony over and the reception going. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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And then John (our officiant) started his &lt;a href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/2011/05/some-well-placed-capers.html"&gt;speech&lt;/a&gt; and he hit the line, "&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After all, it is 'The bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The biggest difficulty I'm facing right now is of course my unemployment. &amp;nbsp;This is the third time I've quit a job to move somewhere for Mike and the third time I've had to struggle to find jobs I actually want to apply for. Yet again, we're living somewhere that is relatively small and without a lot of industries other than the government. &amp;nbsp;With sequestration going on, the government isn't really hiring so that has closed a lot of the jobs I've applied for and there really isn't much else around here to apply for. &amp;nbsp;When I venture outside our area and apply in DC, I'm now competing with a huge group of people and I usually get overlooked. &amp;nbsp;The biggest problem is that I've been trying to apply for jobs I actually want; that can become careers. &amp;nbsp;I haven't caved and started applying for receptionist or retail positions yet, but it's getting tempting as we round on 6 months being unemployed. &amp;nbsp;I want to actually like my job, crazy as that is. &amp;nbsp;The problem lies in the fact that these jobs I want, I don't have enough experience in so I don't get considered. &amp;nbsp;So basically, if you don't choose your career in college and work in that field the whole time you're in college, you aren't getting a job in it later in life. &amp;nbsp;I'm 30 and trying to find my career. &amp;nbsp;It's hard as sh*t.&lt;br /&gt;
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The way I'm trying to overcome this difficulty is by applying for unpaid positions to help me get experience while I look. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday, I accepted an internship that I think will be great for my resume and possibly turn into a paid position in the future. &amp;nbsp;I've also been sending writing samples around to local people looking for unpaid writers. &amp;nbsp;Anything to get experience and show that I've been doing something with my unemployment.&lt;br /&gt;
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BUT we'll see how it goes. &amp;nbsp;I've given myself until month 9 of unemployment before I start applying for soul-sucking receptionist jobs. &amp;nbsp;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;
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7:30 - Woke up, cuddled the dogs, checked my e-mail, lazed in bed.&lt;/div&gt;
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8:00 - Fed the dogs breakfast and got myself some coffee.&lt;/div&gt;
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8:15 - Drank coffee while answering e-mails and checking out pointless web sites.&lt;/div&gt;
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9:00 - Ate breakfast in bed while watching an old season of Top Chef with the pups.&lt;/div&gt;
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9:45 - I actually did my hair and makeup today!! &amp;nbsp;Also tried on fifteen different outfits for my Skype interview.&lt;br /&gt;
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11:00 - Interviewed with an awesome lady for a super cool internship.&lt;/div&gt;
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11:45 - Celebrated with a tasty lunch of Panera tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich, one of my favorite meals ever.&lt;/div&gt;
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12:05 - Mike came home from work and I sat with him while he ate and we read Harry Potter together. &amp;nbsp;Because, in case you hadn't noticed, we're nerds.&lt;/div&gt;
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1:00 - Watched the Mindy Show season finale.&lt;/div&gt;
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2:45 - Took the dogs for a walk where I had to pick a dirty animal bone out of Tuffy's mouth. &amp;nbsp;Gross.&lt;/div&gt;
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3:00 - Had a snack in bed with the pups because...what else am I supposed to do all day? &amp;nbsp;(Fat Kid)&lt;/div&gt;
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3:10 - Watched old Top Chef in bed and cuddled the dogs. &amp;nbsp;Please do enjoy my double chin in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;
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4:00 - Got sleepy so I reheated some super old coffee and ate two more cookies. &amp;nbsp;(Super Fat Kid)&lt;/div&gt;
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First, stay at Hotel Madera on Dupont Circle. This is the perfect hotel for this trip because of its location. &amp;nbsp;You are just a few steps away from shops, restaurants, and bars and the blocks surrounding you are filled with trees, historic buildings, and gorgeous row houses. &amp;nbsp;It's also far away enough from the more touristy sites such as the monuments, mall, and&amp;nbsp;museums&amp;nbsp;that you won't be bunking with a lot of tourists and noisy kids. &amp;nbsp;(Does that make me sound like a snob? &amp;nbsp;Too bad!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Second, have breakfast at Firefly, the&amp;nbsp;restaurant&amp;nbsp;attached to Hotel Madera. I did a restaurant review of their breakfast over at my food blog which you can check out &lt;a href="http://bytheforkful.blogspot.com/2013/05/firefly-restaurant-washington-dc.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It's obviously super convenient since you don't even need to leave your hotel, it's really cute, and super delicious.&lt;/div&gt;
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Third, take a walk to the Smithsonian Zoo. &amp;nbsp;It was a pretty good walk, maybe 15 to 20 minutes, but completely worth it. &amp;nbsp;First of all, like all walks in this area of DC, it was gorgeous. &amp;nbsp;The row houses and mansions on the way are breathtaking. &amp;nbsp;Take a minute to step aside while passing over the bridge on the way and look down and the huge expanse of trees and parks below. &amp;nbsp;It's gorgeous. &amp;nbsp;Secondly, the zoo is free and is set up, as described by our concierge, like Central Park, but with animals. &amp;nbsp;It's really casual and spread out and treated by a lot of people like a regular park as evidenced by the large numbers of joggers running by you. &amp;nbsp;It's definitely a great way to kill a couple of hours for free in DC.&lt;/div&gt;
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You've got two options on how to end your perfect little DC day. &amp;nbsp;If you are willing to spend a lot of money, have dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonian.com/restaurantreviews/100-best-restaurants-2013-komi.php"&gt;Komi&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Seriously.......seriously...so good. &amp;nbsp;Ridiculously good. &amp;nbsp;Worth every penny. &amp;nbsp;And, of course, a short and pretty little walk from Hotel Madera. &amp;nbsp;Make reservations and come starving! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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While there are of course a million things to do and eat in DC, if you do the above, I promise you'll have a perfect, relaxing, and delicious little DC trip. &amp;nbsp;(And next time I'll take pictures of ours!)&lt;/div&gt;
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1) &amp;nbsp;This guy. &amp;nbsp;Just, always.&lt;/div&gt;
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3) &amp;nbsp;This cheesecake. &amp;nbsp;From a weekend in&amp;nbsp;Washington, DC getting to eat at one of our favorite new restaurants, &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonian.com/restaurantreviews/100-very-best-restaurants-2013-estadio.php"&gt;Estadio&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Oh man guys, this cheesecake was GOOD.&lt;/div&gt;
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4) &amp;nbsp;Wine. &amp;nbsp;'Nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;
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5) - 9) &amp;nbsp;Family. &amp;nbsp;Oh how I love these weirdos.&lt;/div&gt;
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10) &amp;nbsp;Cheese. &amp;nbsp;There is no happiness in my world if there is no cheese.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ValsRambles/~4/AhTI6gOod7o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/feeds/6565503843493640341/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-10-things-that.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/6565503843493640341?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/6565503843493640341?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ValsRambles/~3/AhTI6gOod7o/blog-every-day-in-may-10-things-that.html" title="Blog Every Day in May - 10 Things That Make Me Happy" /><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06766737888075065154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3E9ijsKFBA/UH4gJJJtq-I/AAAAAAAAE-U/Szw89wX1OLo/s220/251977_568098185915_852003192_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPeGgDFyFMQ/UZJ2UkersTI/AAAAAAAAHR8/WCogyuzsrA4/s72-c/47636_585623864315_1185269616_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-10-things-that.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EMRHc-cSp7ImA9WhBbFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1296364817804128541.post-7928630661562435347</id><published>2013-05-13T07:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-13T07:34:45.959-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-13T07:34:45.959-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog Every Day In May" /><title>Blog Every Day in May - Apologies</title><content type="html">For day 13 of the &lt;a href="http://storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com/2013/04/blog-every-day-in-may-challenge.html"&gt;Blog Every Day in May Link Up&lt;/a&gt;, we're supposed to issue a public apology. &amp;nbsp;Here are mine:&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm sorry I never paid you back for the $1,500 phone bill I accidentally racked up when Mike was living in London. &amp;nbsp;I'm also sorry that I'm too stupid to make international phone calls properly. &lt;br /&gt;
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Love,&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear Dad,&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm sorry you wasted all your time and energy moving me from Texas to New Jersey only to have to come back six months later and move me all the way back to California. &amp;nbsp;If it helps things, I used that furniture you&amp;nbsp;bought&amp;nbsp;me in New Jersey for like 8 years after that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Val&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear Mike,&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm sorry I'm the kind of wife who is always picking at you and wishing her life was different/better. &amp;nbsp;I'm also sorry I'm not a more motivated person or a better cook.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear Me,&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm sorry I effed you over so hard by dropping out of college, not picking a field, not interning, and not working in that field which has now resulted in you not having a field and being lost while trying to find a job you might actually not hate. &amp;nbsp;I'm also sorry I hate working out so much which results in your chubbiness.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear All My Friends,&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm sorry I'm such a sad, weird little person who spent so much of her time trying to fake&amp;nbsp;being&amp;nbsp;happy and hide her weirdness that she didn't have time to be a better friend. &amp;nbsp;I'm also sorry I hate talking on the phone, but I really really do.&lt;br /&gt;
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Val&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear Everyone Reading This Blog,&lt;br /&gt;
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Sorry this one was a downer...sometimes it can't be helped!&lt;br /&gt;
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1) &amp;nbsp;Why do you blog? &amp;nbsp;I started blogging a couple of years ago because I was unemployed and home alone all day and bored. &amp;nbsp;I've always loved to write and fancied myself a funny and creative person and I thought this was a good outlet for it!&lt;br /&gt;
2) &amp;nbsp;Is your main job blogging or do you have a "real job?" &amp;nbsp;I wish I was getting paid to blog, but I'm nowhere near that level! &amp;nbsp;I have no "real job" right now though so I do kind of treat blogging like a job and put as much effort as I can into it right now.&lt;br /&gt;
3) &amp;nbsp;If you could only eat one thing forever, what would it be? &amp;nbsp;CHEESE!&lt;br /&gt;
4) &amp;nbsp;Describe yourself in 6 words. &amp;nbsp;She is too weird for words. &amp;nbsp; (Nailed it)&lt;br /&gt;
5) &amp;nbsp;What is your cure for "bloggers block?" &amp;nbsp;If I run out of stuff to blog about, I'll enter a link up which helps give you a topic to blog about or I'll do a wishlist or a Pinspiration post.&lt;br /&gt;
6) &amp;nbsp;What is the best book you have ever read? &amp;nbsp;I love so many books, but my all-time favorite is probably In Cold Blood.&lt;br /&gt;
7) &amp;nbsp;Weird question...if you were something in nature (tree, flower, cloud, star) what you be and why? &amp;nbsp;I would probably be a flower because I'm delicate and dainty and get stepped on very easily and am not very strong. &amp;nbsp;Whew, that got dark!&lt;br /&gt;
8) &amp;nbsp;What is your favorite kind of music and why? &amp;nbsp;I love all music genres really, but my favorite since I was little is Broadway. &amp;nbsp;I love to sing and was raised going to and listening to musicals so it's&amp;nbsp;ingrained&amp;nbsp;in me. &amp;nbsp;I am so effing sad SMASH got cancelled. &amp;nbsp;Ugh. &amp;nbsp;(I need a life)&lt;br /&gt;
9) &amp;nbsp;What has been your favorite trip to ever take? &amp;nbsp;My honeymoon to London. &amp;nbsp;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;
10) &amp;nbsp;Do you have a favorite lifetime memory? &amp;nbsp;What is it? &amp;nbsp;That's a tough one. &amp;nbsp;Probably sitting in that Indian restaurant the last day of our honeymoon. &amp;nbsp;We were just so happy and excited and everything was so new and just starting out.&lt;br /&gt;
11) &amp;nbsp;If you had one day to do whatever you wanted, money is no object, what would you do? &amp;nbsp;Why? &amp;nbsp;I would take everyone I know to Disneyland and buy out the whole park so it was just us. &amp;nbsp;My husband loves Disneyland so much and I think having it all to just us and our friends would be so fun and memorable and silly. &amp;nbsp;That would be a great day! &amp;nbsp;(Also I'd buy myself a lot of shoes)&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh man, how good is Beowulf?! &amp;nbsp;One English professor read it to us in the original language and it was cool. &amp;nbsp;Like, transports you back in time cool. &amp;nbsp;Love it.&lt;/div&gt;
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For day 12 of the&lt;a href="http://storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com/2013/04/blog-every-day-in-may-challenge.html"&gt; Blog Every Day in May Link Up&lt;/a&gt;, we're supposed to talk about something we miss. &amp;nbsp;Since today is Mother's Day, I'm of course going to talk about my mom. &amp;nbsp;Moving away from California was hardest because of the people we had to leave behind, especially our moms. &amp;nbsp;We are currently trying to lure them both to move here with promises of&amp;nbsp;grand-babies&amp;nbsp; but we'll see how that goes. &amp;nbsp;My mom is silly and snarky and smart and awesome and I miss her tons and tons. &amp;nbsp;She is going to HATE this blog post because she hates pictures of herself, but I don't care MOM! &amp;nbsp;(I'm the sweetest daughter ever) &amp;nbsp;Love and miss you and happy Mother's Day!&lt;/div&gt;
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Back when I was about 21 and living in Bakersfield, I was single and not super happy about it. &amp;nbsp;Since my break up with my first "love" at 19, I didn't really have a serious boyfriend until Mike and I started dating years and years later. &amp;nbsp;I dated around, got my heart broken, all that mess, but it was never a good, stable, serious relationship. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, I did not love Valentine's Day during those single years. &amp;nbsp;I was young and dramatic and you know, thought getting a man to love me was super important at the time. &amp;nbsp;Also, I regularly went out looking like this:&lt;br /&gt;
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So, this one particular Valentine's Day, I classed it up with my jeans, Ross heels, white tips, and a tight tank top and headed over to our favorite bar for a Valentine's Day Singles Party. &amp;nbsp;And I proceeded to get LIT. &amp;nbsp;As in, not cute, not standing, not okay drunk. &amp;nbsp;And somehow, even though I'm sure I did not seem lucid, I ended up getting&amp;nbsp;interviewed&amp;nbsp;for the local news about the event. &amp;nbsp;All I remember being quoted as saying on camera is, "I'm single and bitter." &amp;nbsp;Lovely.&lt;/div&gt;
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As if that wasn't embarrassing enough, I show up to work the next day hungover and unable to quite remember the events of the night before. &amp;nbsp;At this time, I was working for a local&amp;nbsp;Mercedes&amp;nbsp;dealer in customer service. &amp;nbsp;Our boss was this giant guy with an alarmingly deep voice. &amp;nbsp;When he spoke to you, you couldn't help but think this is what the devil's voice would sound like. &amp;nbsp;He was intimidating. &amp;nbsp;So I'm sitting in the lunch room attempting to keep my head from falling&amp;nbsp;forward&amp;nbsp;into my food and devil voice boss walks in and talks to a couple of people and on his way out, looks at me who he has barely acknowledged my entire time working there, and says, "I saw you on the news last night" and walks out of the room.&lt;/div&gt;
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My moment from today is one of the few and far between where I really enjoy my&amp;nbsp;unemployment&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I was laying in bed this morning watching a movie, drinking coffee in my pjs with the dogs asleep next to me. &amp;nbsp;It was lazy and peaceful and easy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Then I had to get up and fill out my unemployment form where I list all the jobs I've applied for and never heard back on and I remembered why I hate being unemployed so much. &amp;nbsp;But this morning, that was a-okay.&lt;/div&gt;
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My boobs are like 18 inches closer to the waistband of that dress in the first picture. &amp;nbsp;Also, I miss my bangs. Anyways, buy a good bra. &amp;nbsp;It's more comfortable and you look way better. &amp;nbsp;I just got a great bra from &lt;a href="https://trueandco.com/"&gt;True&amp;amp;Co&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;They send you 5 bras to try on and you keep what you want and get charged for those and return the rest with free shipping. It's pretty awesome. &amp;nbsp;I got &lt;a href="https://trueandco.com/products/464/bra/josie/posh/30296"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; bra. &amp;nbsp;It's comfortable as crap (isn't that a lovely way to describe that?) and my boobs look great in it. &amp;nbsp;And no, this post isn't sponsored by True&amp;amp;Co (I wish) I just really effing love my new bra.&lt;/div&gt;
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We've talked on here before about how much I love Firmoo, their great selection, and their first pair free program.&lt;/div&gt;
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I am afraid of, above all else, not doing things. &amp;nbsp;Of missing out on something. &amp;nbsp;Of regretting that I never did something. &amp;nbsp;Of not taking a job and realizing later on that was my dream job. &amp;nbsp;This is actually a really obnoxious things to be afraid of because it makes decision making ridiculous. &amp;nbsp;I am already filled with so much regret from past decisions that I have made that I'm unable to let go of and I'm really afraid that I'll make new decisions I'll end up regretting later. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ValsRambles/~4/r_4Jf1YCQuU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/feeds/7588405248687342004/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-what-do-you-do.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/7588405248687342004?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/7588405248687342004?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ValsRambles/~3/r_4Jf1YCQuU/blog-every-day-in-may-what-do-you-do.html" title="Blog Every Day in May - What Do You Do" /><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06766737888075065154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3E9ijsKFBA/UH4gJJJtq-I/AAAAAAAAE-U/Szw89wX1OLo/s220/251977_568098185915_852003192_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9uw6G4DYtdg/UYe0wR1I8WI/AAAAAAAAHLY/yE9DJgwrrog/s72-c/IMG_4719.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-what-do-you-do.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEHSXY9fCp7ImA9WhBUF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1296364817804128541.post-5365539618186842684</id><published>2013-05-05T07:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-05T07:03:58.864-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-05T07:03:58.864-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog Every Day In May" /><title>Blog Every Day in May - Blogger Friends</title><content type="html">For Day 5 of the&lt;a href="http://storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com/2013/04/blog-every-day-in-may-challenge.html"&gt; Blog Every Day in May Link Up&lt;/a&gt;, we need to profess our love for a blogger friend. &amp;nbsp;I don't really have any blogger "friends" as in people whose blogs I follow who I also hold a friendship with outside the internet. &amp;nbsp;Because, I dunno, I'm weird and awkward? &amp;nbsp;Or because I just realized I haven't been responding to my blog comments properly. &amp;nbsp;That might be it. &amp;nbsp;Anyways, I do have some bloggers that I love to communicate with and think IF we talked or hung out, we would totally be friends. &amp;nbsp;So for Day 5, I'm professing my love for Nadine over at &lt;a href="http://www.backeastblonde.com/"&gt;Back East Blonde&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
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She's awkward and clumsy and funny and self-deprecating, and witty and silly and you should check out her blog. &amp;nbsp;If, for no other reason then to see her boyfriend's impressive beard and her adorable dog.&lt;/div&gt;
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Also, she posts pictures of herself like this...I mean, obviously we should be friends...&lt;/div&gt;
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Go check out &lt;a href="http://www.backeastblonde.com/"&gt;Back East Blonde&lt;/a&gt; now!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ValsRambles/~4/j6ziETnM0cU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/feeds/5365539618186842684/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-blogger-friends.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/5365539618186842684?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/5365539618186842684?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ValsRambles/~3/j6ziETnM0cU/blog-every-day-in-may-blogger-friends.html" title="Blog Every Day in May - Blogger Friends" /><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06766737888075065154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3E9ijsKFBA/UH4gJJJtq-I/AAAAAAAAE-U/Szw89wX1OLo/s220/251977_568098185915_852003192_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-islY95pjsVQ/UYCrPpxzawI/AAAAAAAAEBY/pfdeWmAqdrs/s72-c/biography.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-blogger-friends.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AMQXs-cSp7ImA9WhBUF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1296364817804128541.post-2736701423638482059</id><published>2013-05-05T06:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-05T06:49:40.559-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-05T06:49:40.559-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="books" /><title>Blogger Book Swap Link Up</title><content type="html">Hey All! &amp;nbsp;For today's Blogger Book Swap Link Up, we're supposed to talk about cities we love to read about. &amp;nbsp;Martie over at &lt;a href="http://spunkyrella.blogspot.com/"&gt;Spunkyrella&lt;/a&gt;, for instance, tends to gravitate towards books set in New York City because of her love for that town. &amp;nbsp;I browsed through the lists of my favorite books and realized that my tastes really go all over the place. &amp;nbsp;I think I might be attracted to books that take place travelling or in multiple places rather than in specific cities. &amp;nbsp;I also seem to be drawn to books where the setting doesn't necessarily matter; where it's more about the people and the changes they are going through and what they're experiencing. &lt;br /&gt;
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To keep with the theme of the Link Up though, I picked a couple books that I have loved in large part due to their settings. &amp;nbsp;Here they are!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="The Devil in the White City: Murder, Magic, and Madness at the Fair that Changed America" height="320" src="http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1312066724l/21996.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The Devil in White City by Erik Larson&lt;/div&gt;
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I cannot say enough about this book. &amp;nbsp;It's one of the best, most compelling non-fiction books out there. &amp;nbsp;The descriptions of Chicago are gritty and fantastical and beautiful and you really feel like you can see, smell, and hear everything that Larson is describing. &amp;nbsp;I love visiting Chicago as it is today and it was really interesting to learn about how it was then and to learn about the fair that I never knew took place there.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img alt="Bangkok 8" height="320" src="http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1320398662l/706011.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Bangkok 8, Bangkok Tattoo, &amp;amp; Bangkok Haunts by John Burdett&lt;/div&gt;
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I think I wrote those in the wrong order, but I'm too lazy to fix it. &amp;nbsp;I just woke up, alright? &amp;nbsp;Regardless, these books are incredibly exciting, compelling, and terrifying due in much part to their setting of Bangkok. &amp;nbsp;Burdett describes the surroundings in an incredibly static, frightening, and mysterious way which really sets up the feel for the entire book and its many mysteries. &amp;nbsp;It makes you want to visit Bangkok....but with a really buff guide to protect you.&lt;/div&gt;
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Do you guys have a favorite setting for your books?&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ValsRambles/~4/IUA1L1DtmDo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/feeds/2736701423638482059/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blogger-book-swap-link-up.html#comment-form" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/2736701423638482059?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/2736701423638482059?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ValsRambles/~3/IUA1L1DtmDo/blogger-book-swap-link-up.html" title="Blogger Book Swap Link Up" /><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06766737888075065154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3E9ijsKFBA/UH4gJJJtq-I/AAAAAAAAE-U/Szw89wX1OLo/s220/251977_568098185915_852003192_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blogger-book-swap-link-up.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8FSH8-fyp7ImA9WhBUFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1296364817804128541.post-419523614231068792</id><published>2013-05-04T13:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-04T13:20:19.157-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-04T13:20:19.157-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog Every Day In May" /><title>Blog Every Day in May - Favorite Quote</title><content type="html">Today's Blog Every Day in May Link Up topic is our favorite quote and why we love it. &amp;nbsp;Here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;
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I have SO many favorite quotes, it's hard to choose one. &amp;nbsp;I have a whole board on Pinterest of quotes I love. &amp;nbsp;I'm a sucker for a good one. &amp;nbsp;So this is merely ONE of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://media-cache-ec3.pinimg.com/736x/15/94/6f/15946f3ca8c869371e2c6cd453ce29b3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This one speaks to me right now&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;of my unemployment and the&amp;nbsp;hope&amp;nbsp;I have that out of this current difficulty, lies a new opportunity. &amp;nbsp;I'm working on it...&lt;br /&gt;
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Side Note: &amp;nbsp;It was really hard to not just choose my favorite Harry Potter quote because they are all so good and then I saw that &lt;a href="http://storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenni&lt;/a&gt; chose one and it made me happy. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ValsRambles/~4/VsPMTzbHwqA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/feeds/419523614231068792/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-favorite-quote.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/419523614231068792?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/419523614231068792?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ValsRambles/~3/VsPMTzbHwqA/blog-every-day-in-may-favorite-quote.html" title="Blog Every Day in May - Favorite Quote" /><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06766737888075065154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3E9ijsKFBA/UH4gJJJtq-I/AAAAAAAAE-U/Szw89wX1OLo/s220/251977_568098185915_852003192_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iPm9wRbBiSs/UXhunMHl8mI/AAAAAAAASas/0lQ6WjsOkc4/s72-c/BlogEverday.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-favorite-quote.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QGQ3gyfyp7ImA9WhBUFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1296364817804128541.post-4609319134243980717</id><published>2013-05-03T04:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-03T04:08:42.697-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-03T04:08:42.697-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog Every Day In May" /><title>Blog Every Day In May - Things That Make You Uncomfortable</title><content type="html">For today's Blog Every Day in May Link Up, we're supposed to write about things that make you uncomfortable. &amp;nbsp;Here are some of mine:&lt;br /&gt;
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{image &lt;a href="http://www.stevemeadedesigns.com/board/topic/151947-official-smd-meme-thread/page-48"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;
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People that put your instead of you're. &amp;nbsp;And just really bad grammar all around. &amp;nbsp;It makes me uncomfortable because I want to fix it and it's not my place.&lt;/div&gt;
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Part of this is because I was an English major, part because I'm a know-it-all, and part because I live with a tech writer/editor whose first response when he finally read my new &lt;a href="http://bytheforkful.blogspot.com/"&gt;food blog&lt;/a&gt; was, "I found some grammatical errors."&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img height="213" src="http://yipdeals.com/app/webroot/lmc_logos/1424409150Driving-visibility.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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{image &lt;a href="http://yipdeals.com/vendors/the-driving-arts-academy/transportation-auto/Aldie/Virginia/360"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;
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Driving. &amp;nbsp;Just in general. &amp;nbsp;I have been hit several times and Mike drives mostly now so I'm just a really uncomfortable driver. &amp;nbsp;I'm always expecting to get hit.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0dHtunvRsg/T0VS9Pu97XI/AAAAAAAADm0/gRB9sCNzN1A/s320/before.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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{image &lt;a href="http://blog.hairandmakeupbysteph.com/2012/02/bow-to-brow.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;
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When people's eyebrow hairs are out of place. &amp;nbsp;This makes me really uncomfortable for some reason. &amp;nbsp;I just want to fix it for them.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img alt="Facebook Politics" src="http://t.qkme.me/3qsz8p.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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{image &lt;a href="http://www.quickmeme.com/Facebook-Politics/?upcoming"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;
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Discussing politics. &amp;nbsp;I do not like arguing, it makes me incredibly uncomfortable. &amp;nbsp;Election years are the worst.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img height="320" src="http://s7d9.scene7.com/is/image/LuckyBrandJeans/prod_large/Sweet-N-Straight-Jeans-LBW00481_460_1.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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{image &lt;a href="http://www.luckybrand.com/Sweet-N-Straight-Jeans/LBW00481,default,pd.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;
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Wearing jeans. &amp;nbsp;This is a different kind of uncomfortable, but seriously...how uncomfortable are jeans? &amp;nbsp;Maybe it's just my rockin' muffin top, but I effing hate wearing jeans.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.e-manonline.com/images/entry/makingout.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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{image &lt;a href="http://www.e-manonline.com/blog.php?entry_id=10692"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;
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People making out in public. &amp;nbsp;I don't wanna hear it, I don't wanna see it, keep it to yo'self.&lt;/div&gt;
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(Lesson learned: &amp;nbsp;do not google image making out. &amp;nbsp;Just don't.)&lt;/div&gt;
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What are things that make you guys uncomfortable?&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ValsRambles/~4/8ilrzOOz_ZU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/feeds/4609319134243980717/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-things-that-make.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/4609319134243980717?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/4609319134243980717?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ValsRambles/~3/8ilrzOOz_ZU/blog-every-day-in-may-things-that-make.html" title="Blog Every Day In May - Things That Make You Uncomfortable" /><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06766737888075065154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3E9ijsKFBA/UH4gJJJtq-I/AAAAAAAAE-U/Szw89wX1OLo/s220/251977_568098185915_852003192_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0dHtunvRsg/T0VS9Pu97XI/AAAAAAAADm0/gRB9sCNzN1A/s72-c/before.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-things-that-make.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYASHk-fip7ImA9WhBUFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1296364817804128541.post-8591375886154573293</id><published>2013-05-02T12:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-02T12:32:29.756-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-02T12:32:29.756-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog Every Day In May" /><title>Blog Every Day in May - Educate Us</title><content type="html">So, to catch up on the Blog Every Day in May Link Up, I need to do Day 2 today as well. &amp;nbsp;Day 2, you're supposed to educate everyone on something you know really well or are really good at.&lt;br /&gt;
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And I can't think of ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not horrible at things, but I'm not great at anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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So...I sat here forever and realized there is only one thing I've recently gotten pretty good at: &amp;nbsp;being married to my husband. &amp;nbsp;We joke that&amp;nbsp;Mike&amp;nbsp;is a robot all the time because he's not super affectionate or emotional and just doesn't look at the world the same way a lot of us do. &amp;nbsp;He's not a robot obviously, he's just an introvert. &amp;nbsp;Me, being an extrovert, have definitely&amp;nbsp;struggled&amp;nbsp;with getting used to being with someone who is so introverted. &amp;nbsp;It's seriously taken me like six years to figure this out. &amp;nbsp;So here is my completely BS education for her on how to be in a relationship with an introvert. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;When they come home from work, don't immediately attack them with affection and questions about their day. &amp;nbsp;Let them ease into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Do not talk to them in the morning until they have eased into their day. &amp;nbsp;They want to be left alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Do not expect them to cuddle, hold hands, hug, or kiss in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Ask them before you attack them with a hug. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes they say no. &amp;nbsp;Don't do it anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Don't try to ask them a ton of personal questions about their past or try to tell them a bunch about yours. &amp;nbsp;They don't want to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Don't try to post-game talk about the sex you just had. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Don't expect them to understand your need for constant attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Don't expect them to understand why you're being pouty or moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Talk to them about the things you need and feel you're missing. They're humans too, they will work on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;And absolutely, unequivocally do not ever take any of these things personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;Finally, when they're this handsome, you learn to live with it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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Love you honey.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ValsRambles/~4/vcGz8hIfhtY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/feeds/8591375886154573293/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-educate-us.html#comment-form" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/8591375886154573293?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1296364817804128541/posts/default/8591375886154573293?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ValsRambles/~3/vcGz8hIfhtY/blog-every-day-in-may-educate-us.html" title="Blog Every Day in May - Educate Us" /><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06766737888075065154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3E9ijsKFBA/UH4gJJJtq-I/AAAAAAAAE-U/Szw89wX1OLo/s220/251977_568098185915_852003192_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aKxKC7RipGo/UYK-wxlfsGI/AAAAAAAAHI4/fduG1aPTOQY/s72-c/297399_533296334105_4747949_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.daily-distraction.com/2013/05/blog-every-day-in-may-educate-us.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04CSHg5fSp7ImA9WhBUFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1296364817804128541.post-8201756027507890870</id><published>2013-05-02T12:12:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-02T12:12:49.625-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-02T12:12:49.625-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life story" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog Every Day In May" /><title>Blog Every Day In May - Story of My Life</title><content type="html">I'm a day behind, but I've decided to link up with Jenni over at &lt;a href="http://storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Story of My Life&lt;/a&gt; for her &lt;a href="http://storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com/2013/04/blog-every-day-in-may-challenge.html"&gt;Blog Every Day in May Link Up&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Each day in May has a topic which is really handy for an unemployed boring person who is home all day such as myself. &amp;nbsp;Day 1 is the story of your life in 250 words or less. &amp;nbsp;Here goes!&lt;br /&gt;
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Born January 16, 1983 in Ridgecrest, California&lt;/div&gt;
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Fat, happy, tons o' hair&lt;/div&gt;
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I have two crazy (in a good way) parents and an older sister&lt;/div&gt;
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My head is blatantly bigger than my 4 year old sister's in this picture&lt;/div&gt;
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Fatty&lt;/div&gt;
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Private school from kindergarten to graduating high school&lt;/div&gt;
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Made me not like religion, but also made me pretty dern smart&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tripped on stage at my graduation&lt;/div&gt;
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First boyfriend at 17 (late bloomer alert)&lt;/div&gt;
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Met Mike my senior of high school (to be continued)&lt;/div&gt;
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Went to Cal Poly San Luis Obispo for college&lt;/div&gt;
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Sheltered late bloomer did not do well there&lt;/div&gt;
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(big life regret)&lt;/div&gt;
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Crazy partying phase ensued&lt;/div&gt;
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Fell in love, got heart broken, dated around, fell in love again, more heartbreak&lt;/div&gt;
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Worked at Hallmark, on campus, and at Mercedes&lt;/div&gt;
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Dropped out of college 3 classes to graduation after being accepted into the English Master's Program&lt;/div&gt;
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Moved to New Jersey to be a flight attendant&lt;/div&gt;
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Funnest time of my life&lt;/div&gt;
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Moved back to California to finish school and figure my shit out&lt;/div&gt;
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Mike asks me out to coffee via Myspace&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We have our first kiss (this really was it)&lt;/div&gt;
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I have a soul sucking receptionist job&lt;/div&gt;
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We get Tuffy&lt;/div&gt;
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I go back to school to get my Master's Degree&lt;/div&gt;
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We move across the country to Maryland&lt;/div&gt;
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Mike thought this outfit was too boring to photograph, but I really wanted an excuse to use a Shades of Grey reference.&lt;/div&gt;
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Because every fashion blogger on the planet has worn grey and done that.&lt;/div&gt;
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So here is mine.&lt;/div&gt;
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