What an Idiot!

Really? This guy didn't realize they were filming right behind him when he felt the need to check out some hot chicks on the internet? Priceless!





Quote of the day: “The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits.”

Self Control Would Be Nice

So I walk into CVS yesterday to buy God-knows-what...hairspray, makeup, toilet paper, bifocals, adult diapers...whatever I see that I think one day I might possibly need. By now I really should have bought stock in that store. I swear I can't even step foot in the place without spending at least 50 bucks. "Congratulations, you just earned $1.50 in Extra Care Bucks." Whoop-di-doo-da I just spend $200 bucks >:O

But anyways, on my way up to the front to check out I happen to see the "holiday isle". Heck yeah! You know, the 75% off, we're-basically-giving-the-stuff -way isle... And what to my wandering eyes should appear but a bag of Reeses Cups. Perfectly good Resees Cups that just happen to be 75% off because they were in a red and green holiday bag.

Well I'll be darn... Its my lucky day :)

I'm gonna be honest, I don't normally buy chocolate...actually never. I'm more of the sugar type. Starbursts, airheads, sour patch kids...you know...the good stuff. But I thought what the heck, my momma didn't raise a fool. For like 50 cents it would be a crime not to buy at least one bag of Reeses Cups to nibble on every now and then when I get the urge for some chocolate.

But unfortunately if I got the urge for some chocolate today I'd pretty much be out of luck because I ATE THE WHOLE DARN BAG on the way home yesterday. UGHHH! Okay not literally the entire bag, but lets just say pretty darn close.

So this goes out as a simple warning to you all. Don't do it! Don't be suckered into buying holiday candy just because its cheap. Because if you are anything like me you will also be suckered into eating it...ALL!

Quote of the day: "Make a list of important things to do today. At the top of your list, put "eat chocolate." Now, you'll get at least one thing done today." ~Gina Hayes

Senseless Sunday

Some days when I have way too much time on my hands (like today for instance) I think about the weirdest things. I'm not even sure how I actually start thinking about said things but I guess just one random thought leads to another, which leads to another and then before you know it my thoughts are way off the deep end.

Not sure what the heck I'm talking about? Alright well...


Ever wonder how many people's pictures you are in the background of?

Ever wonder if people who have ugly kids know that their kids are ugly?

Ever wonder if other people think about you as much as you think about them?

Ever wonder what language pets/animals think in?

Ever wonder if people think you have an accent when you talk?

Ever wonder what life would be like if you were born into a different family?

Ever wonder what people say about you when they talk behind your back?

Ever wonder who secretly stalks you on twitter/facebook/blog?

Ever wonder if pressing harder on a remote control when the batteries are weak really makes a difference?

Ever wonder why in the winter we turn the heat up to 80 degrees but in the summer if it is 80 in the house it is way too hot and we we have to turn on the air conditioning?

Ever wonder what sex feels like for the opposite sex?

Ever wonder why McDonald's doesn't sell hot dogs?

Ever wonder why vanilla extract is brown when everything else vanilla is white?

Ever wonder if animals ever commit suicide?

Ever wonder why you never actually see a traffic light or sign or billboard being put up?

Ever wonder why there are holes in Ritz crackers?

Ever wonder why they say the team that wins the super bowl are the world champs when they never really play anybody outside of the U.S.?


Alright now you get the idea. Anyone else ever have weird thoughts like that too? Or am I the only crazy one?



Quote of the day: "One who asks a question is a fool for five minutes; one who does not ask a question remains a fool forever."

Life Ain't Always Beautiful

Lovin' these lyrics...

Life ain't always beautiful
Sometimes it's just plain hard
Life can knock you down, it can break your heart

Life ain't always beautiful
You think you're on your way
And it's just a dead end road at the end of the day

But the struggles make you stronger
And the changes make you wise
And happiness has its own way of taking it's sweet time

No, life ain't always beautiful
Tears will fall sometimes
Life ain't always beautiful
But it's a beautiful ride

Life ain't always beautiful
Some days I miss your smile
I get tired of walking all these lonely miles

And I wish for just one minute
I could see your pretty face
Guess I can dream, but life don't work that way

But the struggles make you stronger
And the changes make you wise
And happiness has its own way of takin' it's sweet time

No, life ain't always beautiful
But I know I'll be fine
Hey, life ain't always beautiful
But it's a beautiful ride
What a beautiful ride

~Life Ain't Always Beautiful, Gary Allan


Quote of the day: "The only difference between a good day and a bad day is your attitude"

I Have a Crush

So I just got the new Victoria's Secret Semi-Annual Sale catalog in the mail today and I must confess I have a huge girl crush on Marisa Miller. I mean seriously...

Could she be any more perfect?

Yeah, definitely skipping dinner tonight.

Quote of the day: "The leading cause of death among fashion models is falling through street grates." ~ Dave Barry

I Have an Idea...Mind Your Own Business

So, you wanna know what really annoys the heck out of me?
(Well, even if you don't, I'm telling you anyways.)


I really hate it when people ask the question "So, are you dating anyone yet?"

OMG seriously??? If I have to hear that question one more time I think I might shoot myself in the head...repeatedly (if that were possible).

First of all lets just get this straight:

1) Mind your own business
2) As if being single doesn't suck enough, the last thing I need is to be nagged about it
and 3) If I was, and wanted you to know about it then I would have told you...thank-you-very-much

*Cue deep breath*

Okay anyways, that was a great vent session. Just what I needed. Thanks for listening.

Happy Monday Everyone! Hope your week is off to a great start...clearly mine is ;)



Quote of the day: "If life gives you a bowl of lemons, go find an annoying guy with paper cuts.”

Ouch. Someone. Help. Please.

So last night I was sitting at my desk in my room removing links from a new Kenneth Cole watch that I just got. Yeah, you know I'm too cheap and my time is too valuable to actually take it to a jeweler and have them do it for me like you are suppose to. Heaven forbid I just hand over $5 and wait 5 minutes for a professional to do it...nope that would be too easy.

Instead I opted to do it myself. And actually to my surprise it went rather well. Shocking, I know.

With my sophisticated watch repair tools, also known as a thumb tack and scissors, I was able to push the link pin through with the tack, grab it with the scissors and pull it out the other side.

Removed a few links. Made sure the new size fit perfectly. Yada Yada Yada. Really smooth process.

Until that is...I'm trying to push the final pin back in, just that little extra bit to make sure it is completely secure. Pushing with all my force of course, the thumb tack slips and proceeds to enter entirely into my thumb. Oh My Gosh!

Can you say OUCH!!!! Quite possibly the most pain I've ever been in.

I pulled the "thumb" tack out quickly. Held my hand out as far to the left as I could and turned my head and eyes as far to the right as I could, thinking of course that avoidance would somehow make everything that just happened, including the pain, all just go away. Yeah, didn't so much work :(

So when I finally mustered up enough courage to actually look at my thumb I was totally shocked...absolutely nothing. No blood. Barely a visible mark of where the pin went in. Hmmm. So I grabbed my thumb with my other hand to get a closer look, and just like that I struck oil... blood was squirting EVERYWHERE. I've never seen anything like it. For a half hour I ran my hand under cold water while blood just gushed out. Didn't even think I had that much blood in my entire body. Pretty sure I was on the brink of fainting.

Those are the times when you are actually grateful, for a change, that you have roommates so they can take care of you when emergencies happen. But of course, with my luck, neither of them were around when I really needed them. Figures.

Quote of the day: "God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.”

P.S. Today is the ex's birthday. Ugh! :/

I'm Over it

So...I finally got my new camera in the mail the other day and I'm officially in love. Actually probably more like infatuated and obsessed, but either way you get the idea. I haven't really taken any pictures yet that I feel are worthy of sharing (sorry), at this point I'm still just trying to wrap my mind around the foreign language of aperture, ISO, shutter speed, f-stops and the likes. Exciting I know...Let me tell you, I lead such a crazy life.

Anyways, today I have a dentist appointment. Yippee...I can't wait! (Sense the sarcasm?) Every time I go they tell me the exact same things. You need to floss more and you need to come back in a week and get a crown put on your back molar.

And every time my response is the same...yeah yeah yeah, blah blah blah. Don't call me, I'll call you.

Flossing? Really not that fun. I kinda enjoy the whole brushing process, but flossing...not so much. For the first few days after my appointment I'm always real inspired though, and extremely hard core about giving flossing my very best effort. I keep a roll near my toothbrush so I remember every morning, noon and night, bring some to work for when I'm bored, and buy all the latest and greatest flossing gadgets.

... then a few more days go by and I'm like "eh, I'm over it!".

Story of my life.


Quote of the day: “Happiness is your dentist telling you it won’t hurt and then having him catch his hand in the drill.” ~ Johnny Carson

Silence is Golden

Wow, this weekend was so hectic!

It feels so good to actually be sitting down at my desk right now, by myself, surrounded by nothing but silence. I know I always complain because my weekends are so lame and boring and now I'm complaining because my weekend was anything but lame and boring...go figure...I guess I'm just impossible to please!

Doesn't is seem like no matter what the situation or circumstance is, the grass is always greener on the other side?

When we are bored and lonely we wish we had someone around or something to do, and then when we do have someone around and things to do we want nothing more than to lay around by ourselves all day. When we are single all we long for is to be in a relationship, and when we are in relationship we see all the single people and envy how care-free and fun their life must be. Naturally curly hair, we wish we had straight, straight...we want curly. Ughh! We're so complicated and so unsatisfiable.

Anyways, enough thinking for one day. My mind and body need a break. So I'm off to watch Keeping Up With The Kardashians. Hope you all had a great weekend! I'll tell you more about mine tomorrow.

Quote of the day: "Not merely an absence of noise, real silence begins when we withdraw from the noise in order to find peace, order and sanity."

Farewell to My Favorite Bunnies

This past Sunday night was the first in a series of special hour long episodes of "The Girl's Next Door". I'm sure most of you think this is trash TV and watching it does nothing but rot my brain out...and it is, and probably will...but I'm gonna be honest with you all and admit that I love it, and actually have since it first came on 5 years ago.

Yes they have their fake hair, their fake boobs, their fake nails, their fake tans, and their fake 80 year old boyfriend, but there is just something so real about those girls that makes me smile every time I watch.

So the fact that these hour long episodes are in honor of the girls departure from the house, and thus the end of their "relationship" with Hef and the end of their Sunday night relationship with me...truly brings a tear to my eye.

And when I say it brings a tear to my eye, I honestly mean I cried when I was watching Kendra tell Holly, Bridget and Hef she was moving out. Yes, I know I'm pathetic and I'm quite embarrassed of it, so you don't have to remind me, but if you know me lately then you know the fact that I cried really isn't saying all that much. Being on the emotional roller coaster I've been on the past few months I'm pretty sure I cry at just about everything now. Always at the most opportune times too ;) It's great.

Luckily for me though, the end of the "Girls Next Door" doesn't mean my favorite bunnies will be eternally removed from my life. Nope, I just heard this morning that Holly will be gracing us with her presence on the next go-round of Dancing With The Stars and Kendra is starting her own spin off reality series on E!, so uniquely and cleverly titled "Kendra".

So even though my Sunday nights will forever be lacking...Holly, Bridget and Kendra I still love you and will never forget the special time we spent together over the years.
Kendra- Good luck with Hank. He has my seal of approval. I would definitely do him.
Holly- Chris Angel is kinda busted but I'm sure anything is better than the wrinkled 80 year old version you've been used to...so get it girl!
and Bridget- Keep smiling and don't stop being your ridiculous self. I've never known a more stupid, highly educated person than you.

Alright well I have to jet...on my way to bible study...something I'm sure Holly, Bridget, Kendra and Hef are probably doing tonight as well ;)


Quote of the day: “Picasso had his pink period and his blue period. I am in my blonde period right now.” ~ Hugh Hefner

I've Been More Than RED-y

It's official...today is one of the greatest days of my life thus far! I have been waiting anxiously for this day for nearly twenty-five years...and I am happy to inform you, it has finally arrived.

Today is the day I found out that Starburst now makes packs that consist entirely of REDS!
~ Cherry ~ Strawberry ~ Fruit Punch ~ Watermelon ~

OMG, I have never been so happy :) Thank you Mars Company...you just made me the happiest girl alive.

While making my facebook stalking rounds I noticed an ad for Favereds on the right hand side of the screen, and I think I literally peed my pants.

Yes, when it comes to me and my candy, it really is that serious!

What a great day!

Quote of the day: "Research tells us fourteen out of any ten individuals likes candy." ~Sandra Boynton

Little This, Little That

I heard word a couple days ago that we were expected to get 5-10" of snow on Sunday night. Being that we rarely ever get snow here in D.C., especially not in March, and especially not 5-10", I was super surprised this morning when I woke up and saw that the weatherman was indeed correct for a change... Crazy how that happens! :)

Since I work from home normally, snow days unfortunately aren't as exciting for me as they are for most everyone else. But the white fluffy stuff still put a smile on my face and made my Monday a little bit better, so I can't complain.

But on another (random) note (s)...

• Did you hear? Chris Brown and Rihanna are back together...hanging out, jet-skiing at P Diddy's house in Florida...Shocking...actually not so much, I predicted that one from the very beginning. The stupid things people do when they think they are in love. Someone really needs to show her that police picture of herself again, because I don't care what he's packin', honey he is not worth it.
  
  
• Oh yeah...And have you seen today's google design?OMG I love it! Those people come up with the cutest stuff, I swear. This one is in honor of Dr. Suess' birthday, but pretty much every holiday or special day they come up with something amazing. I already go to google about a hundred times a day (it's bad), but today I'm sure every time I do, it will still make me smile all over again.

• And finally... I've been invited to a Murder Mystery Party on Saturday. So fun, I know! I can't wait. I received the invite in the mail last week sometime and my character is Marilyn Merlot. Costume suggestions: A sexy starlet look. Tight fitting, sequin-covered dress, high heels and a daring hairstyle. Could it be anymore perfect for me? Can't wait to tell you (and show you) all about it.

Happy Monday!

Quote of the day: “Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.” ~ Dr. Seuss

A Little Bit of Heaven

Last night, after an "interesting" dinner and a movie (to say the least), my bestie and I decided to head over to one of our other girlfriends' place for a little house party action. Being that I've been out on my own for quite a few years now, I must admit its been awhile since my last "parents are out of town, we're having people over" type thing. But it sounded like a good time, so we figured...why not.

Just as I remembered my college day house party experiences to be, this one also offered up every bit of the chaos. Between all the drunken sloppiness, inappropriate comments, and dance off competitions there was never a dull moment...that's for sure. However, several hours later, although we were indeed still having a fabulous time laughing at everyone else's ridiculousness, the snow/sleet was really coming down and actually starting to stick, so we decided it would be best for us to head home.

After raving about this scrumptious flatbread pizza they served everyone as a little snack, they told us there was an extra one in the freezer that we were welcome to grab on our way out. So of course, not being the type to pass up free food, we slipped out through the garage to snag it. Looking thoroughly through the freezer there was unfortunately no flatbread pizza to be had...but there was something waaayyy better!

Island Way Sorbet...in real fruit shells. OMG!

Not even really sure what they were when we saw them, we just grabbed a couple and ran quickly to the car. Upon further inspection we realized Kara had coconut and I had orange, and let me tell you...these things were a little piece of heaven.

I actually had something like this before as dessert at a restaurant, but I had no idea they sold them in boxes individually wrapped. What a great idea I must say!

Without any spoons we strained every tongue muscle we had and froze our fingers off trying to reach every last drop, but trust me when I say...it was well worth it!

I'm officially in love with Island Way Sorbet (now I just have to figure out where I can buy my own) :)


Quote of the day: "Nothing would be more tiresome than eating and drinking if God had not made them a pleasure as well as a necessity." ~Voltaire

I Love Snail Mail

As I'm walking back from the gym, sweaty and exhausted from yet another workout that just totally kicked my butt, I decide to stop by the mail room and pick up our daily deliveries courtesy of Mr. Postman. Expecting the usual--- fun postcards and love notes for my roommate, and bills and bank statements for me, I am pleasantly surprised to see a handwritten card WITH MY NAME ON IT!

As a huge smile creeps across my face I can't help but think "Ha Ha, I got something fun in the mail this time and you didn't. Take that!" (Yeah... I know... you can just call me Ms. Maturity thankyouverymuch)

But upon farther inspection of the envelope I notice the return address is so sneakily missing. Who could it be from? I'm a huge fan of mysteries!

So, using my best agent Scully skills I then decide to take a look at the handwriting of my address and realize...this is no mystery. It's so from sister. I would know that handwriting anywhere.

Putting the card back on the pile with the rest of our mail, I decide I'll just wait until I get into my apartment and drop the others off before I open it. But who am I kidding? I have no patience and of course proceed to rip the darn thing open 10 seconds later while still on the elevator.

It was a card, that was indeed from my sister (yeah, my detective skills are just that good) and this is what it said:

"My Sister, My Friend

A sister is someone you love for all time-
She's your friend, your adviser, your "partner in crime"-
She laughs at your jokes, and she listens so well
To the wonderful story you just have to tell...
She'll cheer for your team, and she'll lead the applause
For your winning performance or favorite cause
With love in her heart and a smile on her face,
A sister is someone no one can replace.

I can't imagine what I'd do without a great sister and friend like you."

Awww...right then and there my heart just melted. I love cards, especially meaningful ones, and more than anything I love getting them in the mail.

There is just something about the fact that someone actually took the time to pick out a card especially for me, wrote a personal message in it, addressed it, put a stamp on it, and sent it that makes my heart smile :)

Good old fashioned snail mail... So great. Good old fashioned snail mail from my amazing sister...nothing better.



Quote of the day: " To write a good letter, you ought to begin without knowing what to say, and to finish without knowing what you have written." ~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Raw, Real and Uncut

As most of you know, I'm kind of a newbie at this whole blogging thing. And although I fully enjoy it and, as sad as it is, actually find my day incomplete now if I haven't checked my blogger dashboard at least once or twice...I must admit this whole web log world is rather hard on my self esteem from time to time.

As I check in with all my bloggie friends each day and then proceed to meander from one random person's random post to the next (wasting way too many valuable hours of my life, might I add), I often find myself feeling rather insignificant and inadequate.

The way everyone else writes and what they write about seems so amazing and exciting, their page design and layout is so far superior to mine, they have their perfect little families with their perfect little homes, or their fabulous boyfriends who do all the right fabulous things.

Auuughhh! Just thinking about it makes me throw up in my mouth a little bit in fact.

But you know what, its gotten me thinking...I'm not perfect, I don't claim to be (or even really want to be), and quite frankly I doubt that they are either.

The truth is, its the bad things in my life that make the good things that much sweeter. Sometimes I have to fall down or get burned so I can learn how to dust myself off and come out of it stronger than before. And when all is said and done, its the times I've spill red wine on my new white dress or talked to my crush with lipstick all over my teeth that still put a smile on my face.

So for all you perfect people out there, I'm still going to read your blog and probably envy you from time to time, but for now I prefer my own life (and my own measly little blog) and all the imperfectness of it :)

Quote of the day: "Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius, and it is better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring." ~ Marilyn Monroe

Lost Without It

After arriving at work, dropping my unnecessarily heavy bags in agony, shedding my coat, and booting up my laptop, I routinely reach into my purse...when suddenly my anxiety kicks in...as my hand is frantically raping the interior of my bag, I realize its not in there. No, I didn't forget some magic pill that if not taken will most certainly result in my instantaneous death.

Nope, my anxiety is the result of the following: I forgot my cell phone!!

Augghh! The angst is almost crippling. Panic mode has set in. How could I have forgotten my cell phone this morning? Did I just leave it at home or did I lose it? What am I going to do? What if something terrible happens and no one can get a hold of me? How am I going to survive the next eight hours with no contact from the outside world? How can I possibly go on living without it?

Okay, so maybe that's just a little bit over dramatic, but I'm assuming you guys actually know the exact feeling I'm describing? If not, then good for you...you haven't yet been sucked into this crazy world of technological addictions like the rest of mankind has. Run away while you still can, I beg you.

But for real though, since when did a tiny little cellular phone become the center of my existence? Since when did not having my phone result in a full-out panic attack based on my complete insecurity without it? I mean, wasn't it just like 10 years ago when cell phones were pretty much non existent? Only the super rich, holier-than-thou had one. And quite frankly, those Zack Morris type ones were so huge that I think you needed help from NASA to get them to work. But now, just a measly 10 years later and look how much has changed...so insane to think about it!

I often wonder how we ever functioned in this world without one.

Just the other night, for example, after church my friends and I decided to go to the mall and catch a movie. We took two separate cars, and since we both knew where we were going we didn't see the need in following each other (in hindsight, big mistake there). Yet on the short ride over to the theater I realized my cell phone was dead. I mean completely out of juice...Couldn't even power it on to get my girls number out. Which, although I talk to her every single day of my life, I of course do not actually know!

So anyways, after standing around for about 15 minutes, sure we would never find them, sure our movie night had been ruined by my technological misfortune, there we see them walking around in anger at the other end of the food court. Upon recognition we ran at each other like a soldier and his wife who haven't seen each other in years...us so elated we found them, and them so angry that they hadn't been able to get ahold of us.

Wow, what a pathetic story. Really, not having our cell phones or not having enough battery and suddenly our whole worlds are turned upside down? How did it get to this point? And how can we make it go away?

Quote of the day: "I'm picturing myself sitting at Starbucks - where I'd normally be on my cell phone - and I'll have to talk to strangers. Who knows where that will lead?" ~Comedian Amy Borkowsky, on preparing to ditch her cell phone for 2 months

I'm Addicted

Okay so I have a confession to make...I'm addicted to Coke Zero. Seriously, I am. This is not a joke.

Webster defines addiction as a compulsive need for and use of a habit-forming substance, characterized by well-defined symptoms upon withdrawal.

...Yep that sounds about right.

I really think I might need help. I literally go through a two litter every couple of days. When I run out, I must go to the store immediately to restock. When I'm at work I walk from office to office to try to scrounge up enough change to get one from the vending machine. Yeah, I'm crazy its true. I'm really starting to believe they lace this stuff with LSD or something like it.

No calories, no carbs, yet it tastes exactly like real coke...why are they doing this to me?

So if you happen to see me shaking or notice I haven't been blogging for a few days please be kind enough to bring me a Coke Zero immediately...my drug of choice :)


Quote of the day: "Actually, I think all addiction starts with soda. Every junkie did soda first. But no on counts that. Maybe they should. The soda connection is clear. Why isn't a presidential commission looking into this? Or at least some guys from the National Carbonation Council."
~ Chris Rock

Enough Already!

Okay okay okay, enough negativity already! My last two posts have been real downers, and I really need to put a stop to that. My life is way too uber fabulous to be dwelling on the very few things that might not be absolutely perfect right now. So from now on (oh who am I kidding) until I have another bad day, this negative Nancy is going into hiding.

On a more positive note...you'll be happy to know that despite my pathetically depressing blog yesterday, my Valentine's Day really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be :) Yeah it was my first JJ-less Valentine's Day in 4 years. Yeah I couldn't get the thought out of my head of how JJ and his new girlfriend were spending it. And yeah I got stood up by my Valentine's Day date...but all and all it wasn't too bad.

No need to re-read, you read right...I got stood up on Valentine's Day...beat that! Despite telling me he had a "surprise" planned for me, asking me several times over the last couple of days if we were going to go out to dinner together, texting me at night and again on Valentine's Day morning to confirm...when I was actually finally ready and texted him to let him know I was on my way over to his place, this is the response I got, "I have to work tonight. Maybe tomorrow?"

Oh yeah great, sounds good.

Maybe tomorrow? WTF!!!!! Are you joking dude? You have to work?...riiiiiiigggghhht! Or more like, something better came up? OMG. Where do I find these dudes. I swear.

Luckily though (this is were the positive part comes in, in case you were wondering) I don't even really like the dude, so I was actually super happy that I didn't have to hang out with him on Valentine's Day. I know you are going to think I'm a horrible person for admitting this but I would never in a million years want a relationship with him, he is just one of those people that I keep around to stroke my deflated ego and keep me company when I'm feeling lonely. A girl that's just had her heart broken into a million pieces really needs that sometimes, you know?... don't judge ;)

Anyways, with all the free time I had because my Valentine's Day date "had to work", my bestie and I had an absolutely fabulous time together. Took a road trip down to Southern Maryland, ate lunch at Panera, meandered around Target, enjoyed our God-sent Caramel Spiced Apple Cider's from Starbucks, played board games, reminisced over old pictures and old boyfriends, walked around downtown, ate dinner at Chipotle, and laughed and laughed and laughed!

So as it turns out, my Valentine's Day was AWESOME! Beat that!

Quote of the day: "Life is great. But without bad times we wouldn't know the difference."

Turn That Frown Upside Down

Aughh! I am having such a crappy week.

Please somebody just make it go away!

Wanna know the weirdest part...I have no clue why I'm feeling this way. Pretty much everything about this week has been perfectly fine. Sunday I had a great time at church, a blast at dinner afterwards. Monday I had a relaxing day working from home. Tuesday I went out on a date to the movies to see "Taken", yesterday I went to the mall after work with my girl, and tonight I'm heading into DC to have a birthday dinner with my besties.

Sounds like a good week, doesn't it? Sure does to me. Yet despite all that, I just feel blah. It's not that I'm sick or anything, it's just like this uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach that something just isn't quite right. Weird :(

Might as well not dwell on it though. Tomorrow is another day. Hopefully a better day.

Quote of the day: "Your worst days are never so bad that you are beyond the reach of God's grace. And you best days are never so good that you are beyond the need of God's grace."

I've Been Bag Tagged

Yep apparently I've been "Bag Tagged". Don't know what that means? Yeah me neither, but in the message I got from my bloggie friend The Polka Dotted Owl of The Magic Risotto Diaries it said I "better recognize"...so here I am...recognizing :)

The rules are pretty simple, and the truth is I don't have anything else exciting going on in my life worthy of a post today, so I figured why not. This is how it works:

1) Post a picture of whatever bag you are carrying as of late. No, you cannot go up to your closet and pull out the cutest one you've got. We want to know what you carried today or the last time you left the house. No cheating!
2) Tell us how much it cost:) And this is not to judge. This is for entertainment purposes only. So spill it. And if there is a story to go along with how you obtained it, we'd love to hear it.
3) Finally, tag a few chicks. And link back to this post so people know why the heck you’re showing everyone your bag.

So here it is, my latest bag of choice... A red Dooney & Bourke East-West Slouch Bag (rope edition)

I've been carrying this bag for about a month now. Retails for $195 and I think I got it for around $99 from Marshall's :) Wasn't super in love with it when I first bought it, like I normally hope to be when I drop a decent amount of cash on something, but I really needed a new purse, Dooney's are my favorite, and who can pass up a deal like that!

Luckily though over the past month that I've been carrying it, it has really grown on me, and now I guess I kinda love it. Being that it is bright red it usually doesn't go unnoticed, so I've received tons of compliments on it (which always makes me smile).

I like my bags huge, so I can pretty much carry my entire life in them at all times, and this one is just the perfect size. Big enough that I can fit everything I need, but small enough that I don't feel like a crazy bag lady.

So that's my story, exciting I know...now for my favorite girls, show me yours!

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Quote of the day: “I'm thinking balls are to men what purses are to women. It's just a little bag, but we feel naked in public without it." ~Sex & The City