For the Love of a Blonde

I'm currently sitting in a drive thru car wash, touch less of course.

Thinking of all those funniest home videos of people who have left their windows down, open the door, or do something else dumb, and I can't help but think I could actually be one of those people.

The other day while getting drive thru, no judging- sometimes a girl just need a crunch wrap supreme, I went to pay and dropped my card between the pick up window and my car. 

#seriously

I'm stuck. Can't open my door without hitting the pick up counter, can't reverse (there is someone behind me, probably laughing at me), so I have to pull forward.  Mind you the drive thru exit has very sharp turn. I pull forward, get out, grab the card, and then reverse hitting the curb while trying to maneuver the aforementioned curb.

Of course this would happen.

Of course.

The only reasonable explanation I can come up with, is the powers that be were punishing me for getting fast food.  In less of course you call it stupidity blonde, which it very well could be as well.


That's about all I got for you ladies.
Happy Monday
 P.S. This was my weekend.

Just add cleaning out all bedroom closets (SUPER FUN), a run, and a night out, and a trip to Target!

Little-uns: Time Flies

It's weird to look back on college and realize this picture was taken so long ago.

I mean I was a first year of college was yesterday, right????
(cough, in 2006, cough)
But seriously where does the time go???

 This was ALMOST A Brittney...almost...

I work with many college students, and I often see them as 'my age'
....but recently I have realized, I'm wrong, they aren't 'my age' anymore.
Or rather, I'm not their age anymore.

 Talking to people 'my age' now is sometimes just plain scary.  They are too young to appreciate even the best of things, like the classic Disney Channel shows (Even Stevens and Lizzy McGuire), they don't know every word to every N'SYNC, Backstreet Boys, and 98 Degrees Song, and they have only ever seen re-runs of Seinfeld and Home Improvement.

This is just depressing.

 Some of my most favorite references come from all of these things.  I mean how am I supposed to crack jokes, relate to, and other wise engage with people that don't they don't know who 'Wilson' is, nor have they seen 'The Soup Episode'.

I suppose this is just how it feels to get old.  When you reference things, the youngsters might not even know what you are talking about.  I mean the littluns will never know how epic Napster was, nor will they believe that it really took over a half hour to download ONE song.
 (Boy were we patient back then, if a song takes more than twenty seconds to download on my phone, I freak out).

They'll also never know the wonders of Harry Potter books BMS (before the movie series).  Harry does NOT look like that in my mind, and Snape, really doesn't look that that to me...  Don't you ever just see your character in your head???

This whole post was inspired by a girl I met in my office the other day,
who dint' know that words to Bye, Bye, Bye
I am sure there are about a zillion more things that I love and cherish that they don't,
like Boy Meets World (back at Disney- I know), Edens Crush, Jessica Simpson on Newlyweds, and TRL, but this list was just naming a few.

All I can say is, you guys missed out.
Bummer...

"No soup for you..."
(if you don't this line, my heart goes out to you)

True Life: I EAT My Words

Remember this post when I talked about being a good driver.

Well later that week, I went and did this to my bumper.

The worst part is, I did this after doing 5 hours of volunteer work for a local non-profit organization.

Talk about ironic. 

I just wanted to cry. 

But instead I remained calm, and called my boyfriend (with my hands free blue tooth of course).  

Any girls natural reaction, right???

He instantly calmed me down, made me feel, better, and told me he loved me.

He advised me 'not to worry about it and have a great night'.

I must have taken his advice a little bit too literally when I woke up to him flicking the lights on and off at 7:15am telling me we had to get my car because I had left it parked down town after girls night.   It must have been those kamikazes beers Saki bombs that got me. Or more likely probably a combination of all of the above. But girls nights don't happen every week, or month, so we 'went big'. That cabi we took home was weird too, it took him twice as long to get there as normal, I think he thought I was too intoxicated disoriented to notice. Well sir, I noticed, anyways.

Moral of my Bumper story is 1. Never to back your car into a stationary cement pole and 2. If you do, keep the repair quotes sitting in my driver side door panel to remind you that it ain't cheap.  

I am going to fix it, but not 'til after ski season, I figure why fix it now if for two more months I'll be schlepping skis and in out of the back. 

Until then I'll be driving around with a cracked bumper thinking about how many cool things I could buy with the money I'll have to spend on the repair.

I guess that's just part of growing up.

#growingpains

Good news of this whole thing. 

It really puts things in perspective, there are truly worse things in life.

If I Were a Boy

If I were a boy, there a about a zillion things I'd do...

So I am linking up with Erin, from Living In Yellow 

to tell you what I would do if I were a boy.

I'd totally let my girlfriend go shopping for me, the hassle of the mall is too much.

I'd drink beer and burp in public shamelessly. To be clear, I do drink beer in public, but am humiliated if I burp in public, that's just not lady like.

I would totally be captain every sports team, because lets be honest no one wants to date 'that guy on the soccer team', they want to do the captain.  If you're going to do it ladies, do it well...you get what I am saying.

I'd listen to country music, and go to as many concerts with my buddies as possible.  That might be the best place to pick up some single ladies...

Oh, those were day days #collegethrowback

I would totally change my own oil, for two reasons. One to save money, two to impress that girl who has no idea her oil even needs to be changed (and no, I'm not that girl, I get my oil changed on time).

I would totally do things like this in public, why the heck not???

This was not a staged event.

I'd probably 'pre-load' or 'pre-game' before I went out the bars. I mean common I'd have to save money some how, and buying ladies drinks can get expensive.

I would smile more often. Every girl, love a guy who smiles. Don't even tell me I am wrong.

I'd always wonder why the heck girls use so much chap stick, is that really necessary??

I'd own a dog in college. I'd get tons of ass attention.

I'd be scared out of my mind to ask permission to marry someones daughter. Talk about pressure.

I'd drink chocolate milk, eat gummy snacks, make turkey and cheese sandwiches, and put insane amounts of taco bell sauce on my home made tacos, because I don't 'have to grow up'.

I would totally milk that 'guys mature later' stereotype, just as an excuse to act more ridiculous for a longer period of time without being judged socially.

I'd totally be jealous if a girl could do something (aside from laundry, baking, cooking, and cleaning)  better than me. I'd need to earn my 'man card'.

I would mow every neighbors lawn, in hopes of seeing more of the 'cute girl on the block'.

I'd enjoy the ability to 'go' in locations that don't include a toilet seat.

I'd be really impressed if a girl could hang with me on the mountain.

Don't lie boys, you were impressed.

I would scream really really really loud if I stubbed my toe, just to be dramatic.

I would get my girlfriend flowers 'just because' every once in a while, just to get out of the dog house score even more brownie points.

I'd watch Tosh.0 all the time, while eating a slim jim, in bed. Just because I could.

I'd never be cold, ever.

Lastly, I'd wish secretly that when I had a huge pimple on my face that I too had awesome concealer and powder to cover it up, or at least make it less noticeable.

If you were a boy...

What would you do???

Letter to me at 16

I don't know if you guys remember, but this whole blog was inspired by 

my East Coast bestie, Nadine.

If you haven't read her blog, get your little butt over there, 

because I said so she's awesome!

Last week, she wrote a letter to herself at sixteen (here).

And invited others to join.

How can I turn down her invitation???

So please enjoy.

Dear Kaylin,

You're almost too busy, it hurts. Just take a step back, a realize you might not be able to do it all, you're only human after all.  But never stop being proud of yourself.  How many of your friends work, play three sports, and go to school? Nope, none of 'em, you have a quality that allows you to  make things happen, don't lose that.

That job you talk about is at the local Cold Stone, that's right you sing when you get a tip.  But you are the cake maker, and making those Disney cakes is pretty darn awesome, especially for a girl that still sleeps in a twin bed under a Cinderella poster. 

You don't wear much make up, you don't straighten (or brush) your hair, and you sewed your own prom dress.  Some other girls might call you, 'weird', but you'll learn later it's refreshing.  You are pretty lucky though, you have a computer, TV (with cable), and phone in your room, this is awesome.   Also you randomly take salsa lessons with a group of your friends, this is awesome, and spontaneous. #aheadofyourtime.

But do me one favor, and please don't put those red 'high lights' in your hair, they really don't look as good as you think they do.  Also don't worry so much about your 'platform' J Crew flip flops or Puma Romas getting dirty, you should have bigger things to worry about.

Field Hockey is your life, you think you want to play in college, Division one, but is that realistic? You'll soon learn that's not what you want. You want to enjoy college, and not stress and commit yourself to something so large and time consuming.  The good news is your two best friends play hockey as well, and you'll know them FOREVER.  Do take time to thank Mom and Dad for driving you two hours each way to participate in an expensive Olympic development training program, all to help make your dreams come true.  They really didn't have to waste invest all that time (and money) on you, but you'll learn more in the coming years that they'll support you through it all.  Your happiness alone can fulfill them.

Tying fabric together does not mean it's a outfit...
 

Enjoy the fact that your older brother still lives in your same town. He often (but only when he knows Mom and Dad are gone for the weekend) calls you to get a ride home from 'The Bars' at 2am.  Despite this, he also is your biggest cheerleader, and works hard to make you gain perspective on life in general.  Take notes from his calm and collected demeanor, you need much of this in your future.  And one last thing, don't do anything to scare him, he loves you, if anything were to happen to you, he'd never be able to live with himself.

School passes your time, you are doing well, but you worry endlessly about what college you are going to go to.  When you live in a upper middle class town, and all of your best friends have cumulative GPA's  above a 4.0, your 3.89 seems sub par.  On top of that your brother got into a great school, and you don't want to be the second child who is not as smart as the first child.  Stop worrying, it all works out, and you'll love where you go to college, even if it is in the same town you grew up in. (Remember that from this post???)

 
I can't believe I even put this posted this picture.

Yes you can use if for blackmail if you want.

Enjoy that fact that your parents are still married, in love, and are not your best friends.  You may not see eye to eye now, but them acting as real parents will allow you to be closer later in life.  They will and will also teach you lessons that will put a smile on their face when you finally understand them.   Plus they trust you, let you got to parties, and do pretty much what you want, as long as you are honest, responsible, and punctual.  They really have something going here...take notes.

Lastly just keep everything in perspective, you have an ability to snowball ideas in your head, making things seem like a bigger deal than they actually are.  Your parents and brother will always love you, you'll be successful, and you'll find happiness wherever you go.

I wish I could say a lot of your quirks go away, but they don't.  And I wish I could say that your perspective on life totally changes for the better, but it doesn't. You're fairly in touch with reality for your age, keep that going.  Just remember others might will always pass judgement.

One last thing, it's hilarious that you just got your braces on this year.
Good news is you will get them off the day of your senior portrait.
Timing is Everything.

Lady Lumps: Women Stereotypes

What's it like to be a girl.

We're stereotyped for all too many things.

1. We're bad drivers.

Which I admit, I am not as good of a driver as my Dad, brother, or boyfriend, but I would like to think with the exception of my one 'moment' if you will, I am do a pretty darned good job.  I just feel like if I can drive to and from work safely every single day, I can handle driving to and from the grocery store with my boyfriend as co-pilot, he thinks otherwise.

2. We PMS.

Okay so this might be true. But the only reason this happens is because we have to get a period.  If guys had to get a period, their PMS would be 204,487,319 times worse.  Because lets be honest, they are guys.  P.S. Boyfriend, I am sorry I cried after I got the wrong taquitos and shoe laces last week, I just felt like I had disappointed you, I was about to start my period...

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3. Directions Aren't For Us.

Okay correct me if I am wrong, but left after the Starbucks, second right after the Taco Bell, and next to the Nail Salon are VERY accurate directions.  Who needs North, South, East, and West when we can get around 'organically' if you will.  Sorry boys, they roads I take might not be the most efficient, but I always get where I need to be. And if I call for help, please don't tell me "head South on ...." that WON'T HELP ME

4. We Crave Chocolate.

I'm not certain why we get this stereotype, it's not like boys don't ever need something sweet and savory in their lives, oh that's why they have girlfriends.  I guess this kind of goes along with number two, but there are worse things to crave chocolate, and it's not like we eat it every.single.day. We might only eat it six times a week, but who is counting. Okay, I am definitely not guilty of picking all the dark chocolate chips off of the cookie dough in the freezer at work...

5. I'll Be Ready in Five Minutes.

Okay, so this is why the world is unfair. Men get better looking as they age (read every man ever, especially George Clooney), and women get wrinkly and gray.  We have to do things to fight against everything (including gravity ladies) we have working against us.  So guys, if you want to have a good lookin' lady by your side, DON'T RUSH THE PROCESS, even if we do change our outfits five seven times before we leave.  It's worth the wait.

6. No Farting Fluffing Allowed.

Okay since when was it decided that women don't fart fluff.  Fluff is what my college roommate called farting, and it sounds much more feminine, so there you have it FLUFF.  But seriously this is just wrong. Don't two people regardless of gender have the same likeliness/probability of fluffing??? I'm not good at statistics, but I am going out on a limb and saying YES...Yeah that's what I thought.  So to be clear, I don't fluff, I'm a lady....cough cough.

7. We Gossip.

Who doesn't want to know what happened to that jock in High School, or the quiet nerdy girl in your chem lab??? Facebook is like the US weekly version of your life. You can see who wore what where, who is dating who, who broke up with who, who married who, etc.  Or for a older more seasoned lady, you want to know who's Mom brought those awful cookies to the potluck, or who was late to pick up their kid from soccer practice, and why.
 It's not gossip if it's true right???

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These are just a few of my takes on stereotypes that make me laugh.

 Any other fun ones to add to my list?

Can you relate??
Let me know....and maybe they'll be a second edition...

Taking That Step

So I have NEVER jumped on the Ugg wagon.

Not sure how I avoided it since eight grade, but I have.

I just always thought they were so ugly (especially when those darned high school kids paired them with a jean skirt, please) and so darned expensive.

Admittedly I have never even tried a pair on.

And this my friends is where I have heard my mistake lies.

Everyone who owns a pair says they are just the most comfortable things well EVER.

So after years and years and years of not owning a pair I have added them to my Christmas list.

 Via Nordstrom

If I don't get a pair for Christmas. 

I think I am going to buy them myself.

I can totally support warm, comfy 'shoes'

Perfect for house lounging, short errands, and cozy-ing up by the fire.

Yup sign me up.