seven, seven, seven

He was adjusting my straps, I was being a pervert:)

Linking up with Gentri Lee

1. If you were to start your own business, what would it be?

I love cooking and working with food. I would never work at fast food but would love to have a cafe or truck cart. Making fun food and not always having the same thing. Diverse and flavorful:)

2. You wake up on the wrong side of the bed, do you embrace your grumpiness or try to fight it?
I am a grump! Especially if a loud alarm goes off or am awakened not by my own accord. Grrr! But if awoken with coffee I am in the best mood ever. I try to fight the grumps but sometimes I cant:(

3. What's the very first memory you have?
I have a hard time remembering my childhood. Is that weird?? I would have to say it would be when I was 3 or 4 and I would have to ask my mom but it was when we were camping in the desert and sitting around the campfire. Pictures help me remember more...

4. the world is ending, what do you do? Allow yourself to die? Fight? Hide? Etc.
oh man. I am in desperate need for a doomsday shelter! Ever seen the show?? I am not prepared at all! We need guns, ammo, dogs, a doctor, clean water, food... The list goes on. I would fight as much as I could. I would not let myself get turned into a zombie. That's for damn sure. Whoever is near me has permission to shoot me if I should be attacked. 

5. What is your favorite meal of the day?
Dinner. I love cooking and it seems like dinner is when I have the most time to do it. I get made fun of because I spend so much time cooking and by the time I'm done, I'm usually not hungry... I may snack a lil when cooking:) I love cooking for people. If it's just me then scrambled eggs it is. I always say I'm craving something and want it but I go the simpler route most days for me and my boy. 

6. How do you best learn? Visual? Listening? Hands on?
Hands on for sure!!! Visual, my eyes glaze over and you can bet I'm not paying attention. Listening, it goes somewhere in my brain never to be found again... 

7. What is your favorite joke? 

Not a joke, but a story:

Timbuktu

The two finalists were a Yale graduate and a redneck. The final contest was for them to make a poem in 2 minutes containing a word that would be given to them by the judges . The word was "TIMBUKTU" 

The Yale graduate was the first to give his poem:

Slowly across the desert sand, 

Trekked a lonely caravan,

Men on camels two by two, 

Destination, Timbuktu.

The audience went wild. They thought the redneck would never stand a chance against him-a YALE graduate. 

Nevertheless, the redneck stood up and gave his poem:

Me and Tim a hunting went, 

Met three whores in a pop-up tent.

They were three and we were two.

So, I bucked on and timbuktu.

The redneck won, hands down.

I tell it better tho;)

Besos sweet friends!! 

30 Things Every Woman...

Whoa, two days in a row!

Shocking right??

I'm supposed to be showering right now, but since you cant see or smell me, we're good! 

I came across this article a couple months back.

I read it, broke in to a cold sweat and threw it under my bed.

Because that is where the scary things live. 

Well, scary things and the woman that does my pedicures. 

Another story for another time... 

I figured since 30 is fast approaching for me. 

I am the last of my close friends to hit this landmark.

They still don't believe I'm only 29. 

Why would I lie about that, I mean really... 

6 month countdown starts right now, uggg!

Lets see how well I'm doing on the list. 

**Warning** I may end up in tears by the end of this post... 

or at the very least crying inside.

I went ahead and put the ones in bold I think I've got a handle on.

Here goes nothing!

By 30, you should have:

1. One old boyfriend you can imagine going back to and one who reminds you of how far you’ve come.

2. A decent piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in your family.

3. Something perfect to wear if the employer or man of your dreams wants to see you in an hour.

4. A purse, a suitcase, and an umbrella you’re not ashamed to be seen carrying.

5. A youth you’re content to move beyond.

6. A past juicy enough that you’re looking forward to retelling it in your old age.

7. The realization that you are actually going to have an old age—and some money set aside to help fund it.

8. An email address, a voice mailbox, and a bank account—all of which nobody has access to but you. 

9. A résumé that is not even the slightest bit padded. 

10. One friend who always makes you laugh and one who lets you cry. 

11. A set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra. 

12. Something ridiculously expensive that you bought for yourself, just because you deserve it. 

13. The belief that you deserve it. 

14. A skin-care regimen, an exercise routine, and a plan for dealing with those few facets of life that don’t get better after 30. 

15. A solid start on a satisfying career, a satisfying relationship, and all those other facets of life that do get better.

By 30, you should know:

1. How to fall in love without losing yourself. (work in progress)

2. How you feel about having kids. 

3. How to quit a job, break up with a man, and confront a friend with-out ruining the friendship. 

4. When to try harder and when to walk away. 

5. How to kiss in a way that communicates perfectly what you would and wouldn’t like to happen next. 

6. The names of the secretary of state, your great-grandmothers, and the best tailor in town. 

7. How to live alone, even if you don’t like to. 

8. Where to go—be it your best friend’s kitchen table or a yoga mat—when your soul needs soothing. (my closet)

9. That you can’t change the length of your legs, the width of your hips, or the nature of your parents. 

10. That your childhood may not have been perfect, but it’s over.

11. What you would and wouldn’t do for money or love. 

12. That nobody gets away with smoking, drinking, doing drugs, or not flossing for very long. 

13. Who you can trust, who you can’t, and why you shouldn’t take it personally. 

14. Not to apologize for something that isn’t your fault. 

15. Why they say life begins at 30!

Read More http://www.glamour.com/entertainment/blogs/obsessed/2012/04/30-things-every-woman-should-h.html#ixzz1wO5qqwb8

How'd we do??

I have some things to work on! 

Now, I have a list that I can check those effers off on. 

Besos sweet friends!

Absence makes the heart grow fonder??

Hi friends.

Wow, I'm surprised I still have some of you following. 

Apparently I needed a break. 

Did you miss me? 

Wasn't feeling very inspired.

Overwhelmed with life, well, I still am... 

Well, I'm back. 

I am ruled by my emotions. I have no poker face. So when someone that I hold very close to my heart paid me a huge compliment about my blog in front of numerous friends I was moved. Ive always said I do this for my own "therapy" it's cheaper than real therapy and less destructive on my liver. Much to my parents dismay when life hits a bump they offer up tequila shots. 

FYI: Tequila on an stomach that hasn't eaten for over 24 hours is not a good idea. Word to the wise. Especially because when I get stressed I tend to forget to eat:/ BAD! 

Life has thrown me a few curve balls over the past few weeks. I've lost a good friend. Don't worry, she didn't die, but she's not here any more by my side... Almost hurts just as much. Never the less I wish her nothing but the best and just wish she knew I was sorry for whatever I did to make her walk away from our friendship. I've lost a job. 

Focusing on the good things. Summer is almost here, I've got a good tan so far, my summer clothes are all fitting big, amazing new friends, taking a friendship to a relationship with a pretty amazing guy, camping, my boy and numerous other things that I'm sure I'm forgetting. 

Things are changing and I'm hoping for the better.

I am, completely. I've noticed I'm stronger, I tend to stand up for myself more. Making other people happy wasn't working for me. It was just bringing me down more. I want positive people around me that bring me up not down. If speaking my mind makes me a bitch then so be it. Don't get me wrong. There are still times when someone says something that brings me back to my darker days. I am no where near to being perfect. I was reminded of that from someone in my past this weekend. I've made mistakes and still make them. Forgive me if I've hurt you. It's never my intention. I'm a work in progress. Isn't everyone?  I'm a lover not a fighter. I love hugs and kisses. I love having arms around me. Ironically, it can't be just anyone with their arms around me.  Any one with me has to know that. But I will stand up and protect the ones that love me. 

Nope, never regular. I am the one that laughs last because I don't get the joke. That's okay. 

Thanks for bearing with me. It's nice to know I have friends that would be there for me too. 

More to come. Don't give up;)

Besos sweet friends:*

P.S. I missed my blog anniversary... I've been blogging for over one year. I surpassed a goal of mine:)

He didn't listen to his mommy...

Pulling in to our local Ross parking lot yesterday proved more exciting than I thought it was going to be.

I hear an excited scream from the backseat as my son sees not one or two but six cop cars and a motorcycle cop lights blazing.

Basically, all the cops in our town are in this parking lot.

Feel free to rob the local banks, everyone!

Where is my mask when I need it??

I kid...

We proceeded to stand there for the next hour...

Not.my.choice.

Gavin kept asking why they were taking the bad man to jail.

I kept saying he must have been bad.

Then at one point he says:

"He must not have listened to his mommy!"

and then he hugged me really tight and said:

"I promise I'll listen to you from now on!!"

Somehow this bad man being arrested worked out in my favor!

As soon as the tow truck pulled the car away we were finally allowed to leave.

All night, Gavin was a police officer and I found myself in handcuffs going to his pretend jail (the dark closet) numerous times...

Luckily, I love my closet:)