Love Always, E :-)

Distractions

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 23 Dec 2014 02:18:00 +0000

This weekend I had to distract myself from the fact that The Script was at the House of Blues and I had been dumb enough not to buy a ticket. SO commence lots of distractions from that fact. Though I am still somewhat kicking myself over it, but alas, it's over and can't exactly go back and change it. Next time, tho...

So to distract myself I went to Disney with a friend just yesterday. And I have to tell you I'm pretty much an old person. At 7:30 pm, I was tired. Just flat out tired. Granted it had been a busy weekend of distractions, including a night of pool-playing, a party, and then Disney, so I'm trying to tell myself that anyone would have been tired, right?

This is me, not thinking about The Script:

I am totally not upset about not going. Can't you tell?

Not upset at all. Not one bit. These butterflies are way cooler anyways!

And meeting Pocahontas is by far more awesome than meeting Danny, Mark, or Glen.

And look! Tinkerbell!

In all seriousness though, I was way happy to be spending time with one of my favorite ladies, so yes, twas a great day and kept my mind off The Script...if that's possible.

Sharing a wealth of knowledge

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 18 Dec 2014 01:57:00 +0000

It's a known fact that if there is a weird person within a mile vicinity of me that person will find me. It's the real life version of x+y=z. I know that everyone is weird in some way, but that person that has 10% more weirdness than normal weird people will somehow find me. It's like radar or something. Maybe they can just sense me. Or maybe the photo above just gives them some kind of clue as to my own weirdness, and so they want to commemorate that weirdness together. It's getting a ~~little~~ lottle crazy.

But I thought I'd help a few girls out and tell you the formula, in case you need a little bit of extra attention. Just in case, you know what I'm saying? Spread the word around and maybe these crazy people will gladly share with others. I surely will.

1. Eye contact. And while you're at it, smile a little. Or don't smile at all, that's a sure fire way to have someone come over and tell you to "Smile, life ain't all that bad."

2. Be alone in a car driving. Also have the radio on and car-dance like no one is watching. Helpful hint there.

3. Stare at your computer and ignore the rest of the world. Nothing says I'm open to conversation like looking busy and not being open for conversation. Shocker.

4. Be in line at a store. There scores of unwanted advances will somehow find you. I'm not entirely sure how that works, but it does. Trust me on this. And while you're at it, act like you don't have a million things to do or actually want to talk to people. That always brings them.

5. Work in a public place where other people come in (i.e. retail or something to that effect). An unlimited amount of paid niceness will get you some attention. Being paid to be nice to people and flirting with someone has always gotten me confused, so I can see where this one goes wrong.

With those five tips, you'll surely find yourself some new suitors. I hope it helps. If they don't, then I really must just have "Got weird?" on my forehead.

Chicks dig it

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 16 Dec 2014 02:08:00 +0000

No one from this day forward can say that I don't love a challenge. I just agreed to take on 10+ chickens/roosters and a duck, not to mention some cats while their owner goes away for vacation. I'm becoming a well-rounded pet sitter, if I do say so myself. Now I can add chickens and ducks to the list of exotic animals.

All in all, it will be nice for a change of spunk. A wench in my usual routine. Something to spice up my life and a little extra change in my pocket as well.

If we were discussing this over coffee, I'd be sure to go into detail about all the snarky comments I might have on chickens, but alas my eyes are a bit droopy tonight, so I'll regale you with that post at a later date.

For now...know that if any of those chickens peck me, it will be eaten for dinner.

But first...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 08 Dec 2014 23:38:00 +0000

In the above picture, I took this selfie while wearing a tee shirt that said "Selfie". So I thought a selfie was legitly needed...obviously. I get told on occasion that I take too many selfies, blah blah blah, yadda yadda yadda.

That may be the case, but something that I like about the selfie craze is (1) I give photography direction to myself better than to someone else. People don't know how to listen (2) it's helped me look at myself more objectively (3) it helps my photo skills and (4) most people don't like to be in pictures.

I can't say that I genuinely hate the selfie craze. Do I hate the pose after pose after posed duckface? That's a resounding YES. I'm not a fan of the quackface as some of my friends have called it. But I do enjoy seeing how others perceive themselves. I'll try to keep comments on how I think those who don't like selfies to myself.

But first....well, you know the rest.

I wrote about pants...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 01 Dec 2014 23:22:00 +0000

I have started this post now 5 times. I have nothing to write about today. What I really need to be doing right now is (1) laundry and (2) going to the gym, because HELLO, November pounds. It's been awhile and I'm feeling not-so delightfully pudgy. Not to mention the fact that I bought a candy bar from a fundraiser girl, because I felt the shopping pressure. (Don't ask. That's a subject all by itself.) I haven't eaten it yet, but I have noticed a trend on the eating front. Namely, that I can't stop eating. Funny how that happens daily. So, I'm determined to at least go to the gym for 30 minutes tonight. And do my laundry, because I wore my feeling-skinny pants to work today and I am feeling not at all skinny today. Those pants certainly told me so...in so many words that I won't repeat.

Why do I always come here when I'm actually supposed to be doing something else? Technically, this is on my list of things to do, so I can scratch this off. I accomplished something at least today. Yay me.

I really don't know why I wore those pants, because I could have worn a different pair and not have felt as pudgy. I've come to the conclusion I wanted to make myself actually go to the gym tonight and so I wore those pants, so that I would force myself to actually go. Weird logic, but hey! I'm wearing workout clothes right now, I'm halfway there.

I didn't really expect to write an entire post about pants this evening. Somehow that worked out on its' own and I'm just going to go with it. Sometimes you need a slap in the face to tell you to get off the couch and go to the gym, if my own self does that by writing a post about it, how can I deny it?

I put the PRO in procrastination

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 26 Nov 2014 23:48:00 +0000

I am writing this while I'm supposed to be finishing my continuing education requirements for the year. Unfortunately, I put the PRO in procrastination, and so I'm writing this instead. Blogging is just so much more interesting instead of listening to an hour long webinar on a subject that I'm most likely not going to use. It'll go in one ear and out the other after this night. I can't believe I was forced to pay thirteen dollars for this torture!

#smh. Ten questions...two down, eight to go. I'd much rather be in that gorgeous view above which just happened less than 2 months ago. Who wouldn't? Oh that beautiful Florida sunrise. By any other name, would you look so beautiful. Isn't that how Shakespeare went? Something like that.

Actually I can think of a million other things I'd rather be doing right now. Chipping my toenail polish off, that's always a good procrastination consumer. Exercising, cause what says let's not get something done like a trip to the gym! Cleaning my car out. I obviously need to ride around in a clean vehicular. Watch Family Feud...currently happening. Shaving my legs, I'm pretty sure I also participated in No-Shave November.

Hmmm...I think I just found myself a new hobby of procrastination! Boo-yah! I think I'm finally figuring out my life.

Long time, no blog

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 26 Nov 2014 01:24:00 +0000

For the last few weeks, I've been getting this itch to start blogging again. Okay, to be honest, maybe not an itch, cause I've also been feeling like I really need a hobby again. Soooo after a year of being away, here I am again.

Now the question is: What do I write about? I'll be honest with you guys. I know nothing about blogging; only a little about pharmacy. Give me a couple of hours and I can pin you into the ground. I only mildly know anything about photography and even less about cooking and crafting and designing. I don't have any kids to wow you with nor have I experienced my happily-ever-after, and at the rate I'm going, it doesn't seem like that's coming anytime soon, but that's ok with me.

But what do I know about myself? I enjoy my job (on occasion). It's good for entertainment, at least, but I dread every Monday with a passion. I want to travel, tho I haven't been on vacation in 2 years (I've been busy). I go to bed around 10:30pm and get up around 7 in the morning, and it most definitely never feels like enough. I used to drink Dr. Pepper, but have cut the addiction, and now drink a whole lotta Coke. I instagram like nobodies biz. You can most likely find me cheering on Michigan football (Go Blue), eating apple pie, or fighting the injustices of the world! OK, maybe not that last part, but it sounded good anyways.

In the end, I'm just a girl who likes to write and dream. And this is my little space of the internet to do that.

Yay for Daylight Savings Time!

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 11 Mar 2014 00:36:00 +0000

Another Monday!

I hate them...especially lately.

But! But tomorrow is yet another day and another day closer to Friday.

I never really thought I'd be that person who was all TGIF!

Except that's who I've become.

I've become a lot of things lately; that's a post for another day and time.

I am so enjoying this time change thing! I waited all winter long for it not to get dark at 5 pm. And now at 8:30 pm it just got dark! Yay!

That means summer is here.

I have a love/hate relationship with summer, but this year I plan on just loving it. Eh...we'll see how it goes. Florida is hot, ya know.

If I lived alone....

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 07 Mar 2014 22:43:00 +0000

Every time I petsit I use it as a test to see what I'd be like if I lived out on my own. So here we go:

If I lived alone...

~I would come home most nights and get straight in my pjs. That's nothing out of the ordinary tho.

~I would live in the middle of nowhere. City girl on the outside, country girl on the inside. You can take the girl out of FL, but you can't take the FL out of the girl.

~I would dance around the house, blasting music at top sound. Duh! I love to dance.

~There would be weekly photoshoots of myself. What can I say? I don't have any kids, so I'm my only model.

~I would eat out ALL the time.

~I would have to drag myself out anywhere. Guilty. I'm an introvert.

This week has been slightly hermit like. I tried. I give it E for effort with a small e, cuz I didn't try all that hard, but today looked up. I went outside. I did something. Even if that something was take pictures of myself and the ranch.

Bring on the weekend!

It's only Tuesday, yo!

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 04 Mar 2014 23:44:00 +0000

What can I say about this week?

So far that picture is the only thing that's keeping me sane.

Ok, that's unfair. There are friends that keep me sane too.

See the deal is this. There are some people that come into your life and somehow they end up being part of your life. And then out of nowhere they aren't there anymore.

#soml

Is that even a hashtag? I always see #smh, and I don't really know what that stands for, but #soml stands for Story Of My Life, if that's not already something you don't know.

Anywho, it's only Tuesday, yo. I guess it could look up from here.

Except that I'm dogsitting from Wednesday thru Sunday.

So somehow I've got to keep myself from being a hermit for the rest of the week.

Here's to livin that introvert life!

Life is all about those little moments

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 27 Feb 2014 00:16:00 +0000

I am currently writing this post from the comfort of some sort of exercise machine at the gym. Yeah, you heard right...the gym. I don't want to hear it. It's all about life goals and all that jazz...especially if one of my life goals is to look good in a bikini come summer, even if summer is mighty early in Florida this year.

Anywho, it seems odd that tonight of all nights I'd decide to post again, but a lot of really weird stuff happened today and I was like, "This...this is where it's all about." #sarcasm

Apparently "where it's all about" is my front driveway, where I sat for a solid half hour not wanting to face real life. Why go in when you can stay out? Or something like that.

Who can blame me if real life consists of these three things:

A patient telling me point blank, "I'm not addicted to my pain meds. I just can't live without them." Did she think I was stupid or just not listening?

A patient walking into the pharmacy in a hospital gown after walking from the hospital after having neck surgery. Should he be walking around after that? I think not.

A patient calling the pharmacy in order to tell the pharmacist that he was correct in assuming that she didn't have herpes, but canker sores. Thank you. Thank you so much for clearing that little concern up.

So you can see why I had the need to sit in my car for 45 minutes after work and not want to do anything.

Ugh! Well, what can I say?

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 09 Dec 2013 23:52:00 +0000

Oh boy, guys!
I've been totes MIA for a long time...I know.
It's like I finished school and started work and other stuff, and I have no time for anything else.
So basically I'm a lame-o and have no life. Seriously, that's the gist of my life.

I have no idea what to do.
Not only with this blog, but with myself.
When I have nothing to do, I melt down and freak out.
Boredom at its finest. No joke.

I guess I'm just finding my footing in my new life. It's taking a while though.

In some ways, I've been avoiding this place.
I'm totally not a writer anymore.
But how could that be true?
I have nothing to write about right now.

I guess I'm just finding my footing in my new life. And maybe then...
Maybe then, I'll feel the need to write again.
About something...anything.

Who knows.

Celebrate!

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 06 Nov 2013 07:00:00 +0000

I decided to celebrate my recent graduation on my own this past Saturday.
I'm doing stuff with friends later, but I was like, "Dude, I'm amazing. Let's do something!"
Of course, that "Dude" and "Let's" was just me. But whatevs.

So I racked my brain for what to do all by myself. I came up with a pedicure. I haven't had one for like 4 years and that was just too long.

I felt a little weird going by myself, but I marched through the rain into the salon and took the bull by the horns and announced that I wanted a pedicure. A little over-dramatic much, but I knew I'd back out if I didn't.
I also felt a little weird because my toenails had chipped nail polish on it, and I hadn't shaved my legs in like 2 weeks. Once I got in that chair tho...it was over. Who cared if I hadn't shaved? Who cared if I had left over nail polish from like a month ago? I no longer did.

I didn't even care if this Vietnamese woman talked about my hairy legs or crappy toe nails. I was just in bliss, total bliss. I didn't care when she took a cheese grater thingy to my feet either. When she brought that out, my first thoughts were, "Um...are you grating Parmesan?" And the foot/leg massage...to die for. This may become a regular occurrence. No joke. It was so nice. And $30 isn't bad for a little R&R.

And then to continue my Me-Celebration-Day, I had pizza at this little pizza place.

Sorry for the low-quality photo. Apparently I couldn't wait to take a picture and it's sans one piece of yummy Margherita Pizza. Mouth-watering.

Then I went to Books-A-Million and got a book and notebook, because notebooks never cease to excite me. It was quite the feat trying to decide what to get.

I'm so excited to do this! I've looked at this book for years before taking the plunge and getting it!

After I got back, I took a much needed 3 hours nap. I've been so exhausted lately, so the extra zzz's were mucho appreciated. And we all know the night was topped off with some chicken wings. Buffalo Wild Wing's never disappoints. They may call them Traditional Chicken Wings, but I call them Hashtag-Delicious.

Just because I wanted to, I took a soaking bath. Oh, and just so you know, I did finally shave my legs. I thought it was about high time, and going back to my goals for the month of November, I figured I should get on that.

This day=Awesome-ness.

What do you guys do to celebrate yourself?

Goals...that I will stick with! Or Else!

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 04 Nov 2013 07:00:00 +0000

Or else nothing really, but I intend to try and stick to these goals. I also think BOLD TITLES will stir up motivation, but we'll see if I'm strict on myself.

The Month of November Goals!

1//Study for my certification exam. This one is a must-do. I'm taking that thing in a month and a half and I cannot, I repeat, cannot, fail it.

2//Save $$$. I'm going to start getting a paycheck now, and I need to save money. Hello, future car/vacation/debt-free-school-loan.

3//Shave my hairy legs. I thought this should make the list, because I think I shaved once in the month of October.

4//In the spirit of TMI, paint my toenails. Did that once this October as well. #ashamed

5//Take more pictures!

6//Don't eat fast food...as much. The as much is a side-note, because I know I will eat it. I just don't want to be gorging myself on the grease.

7//Drink more water. I really need to do this one!

8//Work out...at least once a week! I didn't buy that kickboxing workout for nothing! Sheesh! Don't fail me, Jillian Michaels.

9//Read a book. Remember that time when I could read a book in a day? Yeah, now it's like read half a book in 3 months. That is just unacceptable. Seriously.

10//Be less stressed out. I'm not having a heart attack before I'm 30. That's all I have to say, peeps.

What are some of your goals for November? Are you good at sticking to them?

Get my groove on...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 01 Nov 2013 06:00:00 +0000

I keep telling myself that I will get better at this again.
I liked blogging at one time. I know I did. I still do.
It doesn't help that when I come home from work I'm exhausted, and when I go to bed, I'm exhausted and when I wake up...etc etc etc. You get the pic.

And then I think that I can't get back into the groove, because I'm not being completely honest.
Some people say I'm brutally honest.
I feel like I'm trying too hard to make everything seem so fan-freaking-tastic.
When really there's a bunch of changes going on in my life that I'm freaking out about and don't want, yet know have to happen.
It's all wrapped up in my insecurities and feeling like I'm failing at something that's been part of my life for a long time.

It's also wrapped up in wanting to be able to breathe again.
I feel trapped, or stuck, or really, like a hamster on a wheel. Going around and around in circles.
It's all about balancing the stuff in my life and I am seriously off-balance.

So I'm going to go have a drink and start accepting my reality! (Oh, and, crazy thought, I've now been able to drink for 2 years! I just realized that the other day. Where does the time go?!)

Someday I will...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 30 Oct 2013 23:29:00 +0000

Someday I will...actually stick to a schedule. I'm good at procrastination. World Class Olympian Procrastinator!

Someday I will...{hopefully}not be broke. LOL! Yeah, right.

Someday I will...have a good hair day.

Someday I will...start working out. I promise.

Also, someday I will...drink H2O on a reg basis, like humans are supposed to. I think I've had half a water bottle in the past week. #humanfail

Someday I will...go on vacation just because I want to, not because I know someone or I have something to do out of state. A Just Because Vacation. Sounds amazeballs, doesn't it?

Someday I will...live on the beach. It's my dream place.

Someday I will...actually keep up with what's going on in the news/media. Probably not.

Someday I will...feel like I'm happy. Not there yet, but working on it.

What will you guys be someday?

Public Service Announcement

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 29 Oct 2013 00:30:00 +0000

I interrupt your normal Monday night reading to let everyone know that:

"Hello! I am now a graduate! I'm finished with school!"

Now back to your usual reading.

It's been a while...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sat, 26 Oct 2013 00:15:00 +0000

So I've just realized that I haven't posted anything in quite awhile.
Sorry about that. I've just been busting my butt trying to get my internship down, so that I can start making some money!
And I'm proud to announce that as of Monday, I will be done with school!!!! #graduationcelebrationcommencing
And Tuesday I start my job!

I guess Congrats are in order then. I'll pat myself on the shoulder for ya!

So what have I been up to?

~Petsitting, of course. More of that to come next week actually. Just call me Pet-sitter Extraordinaire!

~Went to CityWalk and made new friends.

~Went to the beach with old friends! Yay me! Been to the beach many times lately.

Other than those things, I've been working, working, working.

So what have I missed? What have you guys been up to?

WWIW plus some Road Rage

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 02 Oct 2013 23:31:00 +0000

Since I spend an ENORMOUS amount of time in the car, it's no wonder my road rage meter has shot through the roof.
Now I'm not saying that I'm about to kill someone, but usually I'm thinking, "You can just cool it, mister!"
And red lights just about push me over the edge.
It doesn't help that it's about a billion degrees outside (Thanks, Florida!...not), so I'm usually like sweating profusely.
How attractive is that when I deliver someones meds?

Anywhoses, I thought it would be fun to participate in a What I Wore Wednesday, because, well,...just because.
And I also think my style has def improved since discovering fashion blogs.
I just have to say that it is really awkward having your mother take pics of your outfit while trying to act normal.
I mostly just hissed at her, "Take my picture, but don't make it obvious!" a bunch of times.
Thankfully, she complied. Moms' are usually good like that. And double plus, for a Mom that actually can work a camera.
I really don't know the real nature of these What I Wore Posts, so bear with me.

Shirt: Walmart//Shorts: Hand Me Downs//Sunglasses: Tallys

So, this might not be like the best idea of how my style has evolved, but seriously, I was at the beach.

Also, can I say, "Hello, Tan!"? I didn't think I was that tan. All those days at the Senior Pool have paid off, I guess.

I'll spare you a pic of me in my bikini, cause, yeah...posting a picture of me in a bikini just gives me the creeps.

Obviously I went to the beach this past weekend. That's one thing on the plus side of it being a billion degrees outside in October. It was beautiful...but when isn't it?

Excuse my all over the place-ness, I've been up since 5 am contemplating my future as a human being.

Like I'm going to all of a sudden turn into a puppy or something.

Whatevs.

So any tips for fashion photos?

Whatchu doing?

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sat, 28 Sep 2013 06:00:00 +0000

So what have I been up to the last 7 or 8 months, you might ask? Or, frankly, might not be asking, but whatevs, I'll tell you anyways.

1. Spending 20 hours (give or take) in a classroom, learning all there is to know about being a pharm tech. Which in reality equaled 10 hours of those 20 hours spent on Pinterest...that was a lot of money for pinning a bunch of items. Pinterest should be hiring me.

2. Not making any money and yet still doing fun stuff. I don't get that math at all, but I totes get that I'm totes broke.

3. Dog-sitting. Cat-sitting. Fish-sitting. All around pet-sitting. You get the pic.

4. Taking about a bajillion pics of everything and everyone, including myself. I found out that I heart photography...as a hobby.

5. Raising my hands, cause life was my party. Living life like nobody was watching. {Ahem} Yes, those are Mackelmore's lyrics to Can't Hold Us. One of my favorite songs. Just sayin. Na na na na na-na na.

What've you guys been up to that I've missed the last 8 months? I wanna know!

So now that I've got to pee...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 22 Sep 2013 22:33:00 +0000

So I've wasted like 2 hours trying to figure out what to write and now I've got to pee and don't want to get up.
Ugh! Curse you, writers' block!
I refuse to get up! I refuse! You can't make me!
It's been like a medium fry ago and a Coke and also a Salted Caramel Mocha Frappe, so yes, now I'm fidgeting and my bladder is saying, "You're an idiot! Give up!"

Maybe a little too much TMI.

Moving on...

Ugh! Too much pressure...to write something, not on my bladder.

Let's change the channel.

If you were here with me right now having a McDonald's date, cause that's where I am, I'd offer you a seat, and a coke.
I'd ask all about your weekend. I went to a baby shower and watched gifts being open by friends of an almost 4 person family.

You see that one little gift bag with pink tissue paper sticking out of it? That's my gift. That pink tissue paper is courtesy of my good friend Victoria Secret. The bag? Versona. The gift? Made by me. Some people may scoff at the fact that the tissue paper is Victoria Secret at a baby shower, but I say, hey, it's pink, isn't it? So I used it. Welcome to the world, Baby Hannah, welcome to the world.

Then I'd ask you to tell you all about your week. I finished my last day of class on Monday and then started my externship on Tuesday, not a lot of time to celebrate, let me tell ya. And I spent most of the week being completely lost in the pharmacy, but it's getting better. Slowly. Friday was the best day so far. That could have been mostly because it was TGIF, but yeah, you know, hard to not be completely stoked about two days off.

And we'd talk about how I've been thinking more and more about what's in store for me in the next few months...which is basically a big fat I HAVE NO IDEA! And how much that makes me want to rip my hair out, because I wanna know, I have to know, and it's so hard not to know, not to be able to plan.

Just to get my mind off that little notion of confusion and uncertainty, I'd change the subject to the fact that I can't seem to get Miley Cyrus' Wrecking Ball out of my head. It's literally replaying in my head right now. No, seriously, it's on youtube right now, playing in my head. It's not going away.

But really what I really want is to have Florida notice that it's a week and a half til October. So, hello, cooler weather needs to happen like now-ish. And yet, I have a terrible fear that I'll never see here again:

That summertime will be forever over and that means that Fall will begin and Fall just equals a bunch of confusion and I don't want things to change, I just want the weather to get cooler. And that makes me think of Summertime Sadness by Lana Del Ray, so now that song is playing on youtube. But you know what I mean? I'll be 23 this Fall and I don't know if I'm anywhere near where I wish I was by 23, and I think I've seen wrinkles, and those blonde hairs that are popping up, better be blond and not gray!

Ok, subject change. Too heavy, and I still need to pee, you win bladder, you win, so tell me what you would be telling me about as we have a McDonald's date. What's on your mind?

Hiatus Over...and Out!

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 19 Sep 2013 23:04:00 +0000

So it's been like...Idk...7 or 8 months since my last post. You remember that post?
Anyways, I took a blogging sabbatical...I really don't even know that that means, but it sounds like what I did, so yeah, and I might be kinda rusty at this after so long, so Excuse moi...or whatevs in a french accent.

I guess this means I'm back in the game... or something like that.
How much I'll be around, Idk the answer to that, but I missed blogging, you guys, like seriously missed blogging.
So much at times, I would cry reading other blogs....yeah, that sappy.

But what can I say...the hiatus was good for me in some ways. I grew up and branched out in ways I never thought possible. I learned so much about myself and other people.

1. Like, dude, I can dance. Who knew?

2. Focusing on yourself isn't always a bad thing. At first, I thought it might be a selfish type thing, but you know what? I found out I really like who I am and who I'm becoming....which is like the biggest realization/revelation of my life. It just took me almost 23 years to figure that out. And still I'm working on it.

3. I don't always have to be connected. To the internet, to people, to the outside world. Sometimes the simple things are always the best. I've learned I really like being on my own in the middle of nowhere with no one around except a couple of dogs and some cows.

4. I made so many new girlfriends and love them all so dearly. I never realized how much love your heart can hold and that love never really runs out.

5. I've learned to enjoy the little things. I've not had a lot of time for anything special the last couple of months, so anytime I go do something, it's special just because I'm with people I love and fun just because I'm doing that something with them.

Those things might not seem amazeballs to any of you, but to me, they are the product of 7 or 8 long months of my life. Melo-dramatic much, I know. And there's like a billion other things I learned about myself and people, but right now I've had a really long day and can barely remember my own name. Who am I again? Ethel? Edie? JK! I know I'm Nancy.

Have you guys ever had one of those years when you just keep learning about yourself and others? What did you learn?

When Good-byes...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 05 Feb 2013 07:00:00 +0000

When good-byes are sometimes harder than anything.

And when sometimes good-byes aren't the end, but a beginning of something new.

via source

As the line in Bye Bye Birdie goes, "I gotta lot of livin' to do!"

So yes, I am going to be taking an extended break from blogging.

How extended that may be? I'm not really sure right now.

But I am sure that I need to focus on other things at the moment.

I'm going to be starting school soon...which is my very exciting news...and I'm super excited, and I want to be able to focus as much attention as I can on doing my best. Believe me, it's been a while since I've been in a school setting, so I'm a bit nervous on how well I'll be doing. And since I'll be in school, I will have even less time than I do now. Like I'll have zilch time anymore, trust me.

And not only school, but I need to focus on other things. Myself and actual people in my life. They deserve as much of my undivided attention as I can give them.

So while I love blogging, I love them more.

My etsy shop will remain open. That's not going anywhere. Another area I'd really like to focus more on.

You know what they say...when one door closes, somewhere a window is open.

Until then...

Off with their Head! Bloggy Blook Club.

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 29 Jan 2013 07:00:00 +0000

So, like a few months ago, I was at the library.

And I'll be the first to admit, reading has on the back burner for a long time.

For various reasons:

1. I've been bored

2. I couldn't focus

3. Idk...

But there I was at the library forcing myself to get a book,

because I think that if I force myself I might actually want to do it.

Sound logic.

It's an Eve-ism.

So there I was...I've said that a million times...I was in the YA section.

Yes, I still sometimes read them, I can't help myself.

Thankfully I still look 16, so I can blend.

So anyways, I was there and I saw Phillippa Gregory on the title of a YA book.

Automatically I thought of The Other Boleyn Girl.

I have always been fascinated with Anne Boleyn and Kingry Henry VIII.

Call me morbid. Call me maybe.

So I got the book.

Side story: The librarian asked me if I wanted to keep it longer than 2 weeks!

I know the book is like 600+ pages, but I was insulted.

So I told her quite firm-like that NO, I could read this book in 2 weeks.

2 days later I found myself at the library again.

At that point I was half thru the book...take that, librarian!

My mother found The Other Boleyn Girl in the library book store for 25 cents.

This was a no-brainer.

Duh, I was buying it, and finished it 3 days later.

Now that I've probably bored you with this story, my bad, sorry for talking too much.

I forgot this was my blog and all that.

Anywho, The Other Boleyn Girl was the Blogger Book Club book with Alyx and a few others.

So you can imagine how excitedly happy I was.

I mean jumping for joy and all that jazz-ness...I did a little happy dance.

My grade for this book: Solid A.

Like a 95%.

It literally had everything I want in a book.

The only thing I take off for is...I didn't write it.

Sorry, but I still dream of writing a great novel one day and it being great, and everyone loving it and becoming famous. It can happen...someday when I'm motivated enough.

I haven't seen the movie in a long time, so I'd have to watch that again.

I do have to say one other plus for this book:

It's one of the very few and very rare books that I've been able to read after watching the movie.

Ah...We Meet Again!

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 25 Jan 2013 16:33:00 +0000

I guess you are all wondering why we're meeting here today...

JK! We all know it's for our weekly coffee date!

Linking up with Alissa who I really need to tell that I am in love with these coffee date things.

I love getting together every week and talking with you guys!

This week we'd meet at Starbucks. I'll give you that, since we were totally meeting at McD's last week. And I also want a Passionfruit Iced Tea Lemonade.

Which speaking of Passionfruit Iced Tea Lemonade, I made it last week! It was yummy and delish and amazing and I want to make more and I will make more. But today I would be buying it on our coffee date.

Ok, so first I'd talk about a recap of a couple tv shows...I promise I'm not all about The Bachelor, you guys, but since I'm usually watching it later in the week, it's on my mind when it comes to meeting up. And, hey, I like to talk about shows. So, The Bachelor. I'm about to break some kind of womankind code and tell you that I almost bawled my eyes out when I saw Sean and AshLee's date at Six Flags. It was just really sweet that they included those two girls who are chronically ill. And then AshLee had to continue on with the cryfest when she talked about being adopted. I am somewhat ashamed, but slightly not, cause the key word is almost. I almost cried, but didn't.

Also I'd want to talk about Teen Mom...not the show, the real life version. Am I the only one that is finding this crazy? I was recently in the lobby of a school and saw a number of young girls with babies. How is this happening? Seriously. One girl had two! 2 kids! And couldn't have been more than 17! They need to separate genders in schools these days. That might sound prudish, but come on, girls, get yourself together here! I feel old. But not old enough to think that my bio-clock is running out.

And obviously never to old to goof off with friends considering that picture! I've got more than enough time before I ever feel like my clock is ticking. And if some of you reading this were or are teen moms, I'd love to hear your thoughts on this.

Ok, anyways, let's talk about something else. I'd gush about my very exciting news...which I will tell all of you guys soon when I know it's all finalized...but I'd tell you on our coffee date, so you'd be one of the select few that actually know about it. This year is going to be all exciting and I can't wait! Let me just say that things are changing and I'm about to get super 10 times busier! And I'm also very nervous...but this is a post for another day ;-).

Whoa! Apparently I've got a lot to talk about this week! And I'm not done.

I'd also want to talk about how my view on some things are changing...like a lot. I used to want to be a writer...now I want to be a spy...JK! I still want to be a writer. But what does that mean for me? Don't know yet. Really have no idea where I was going with this idea...but what are girlfriends for other than talking out what's going on in your head?!

Tell me, tell me, tell me! What's going on with you guys this week that you'd be sharing with me?