I made these bad boys for LaTiffany! It’s a combination of any girls two favorite things: flowers and glitter.
Tiff and I right before our trip to Legends mall in KC.
No, I did not get this ugly, ugly dress.
Rule of thumb: All animals prints match regardless of the color or pattern.
I miss you, Zac!!!!!!
Okay…judging from this picture take a wild guess as to what I did today. OH MAN! I finally busted out my artsy stuff. I’ve been super sad because when I moved I accidentally left all my stamps, inks, and stickers at my parents house but today I decided I wouldn’t let that get me down anymore. As you can see, from the lower left corner and far right corner, I had the essentials going on: Diet Coke and music which all aided in the creation of:
Tah-dah! I am not sure who this will eventually belong to but when inspiration strikes I don’t ask questions. Also, I was playing with my camera and found out how to edit pictures. I added the little stars which makes it look extra dazzling. Isn’t it cute? Anyways, here’s another picture of some glass coasters I decorated a while back…
Okay on this picture I made it a little foggy everywhere but the heart. Thought it kind of looked cool…. You have no idea how happy I am I found the editing stuff on my camera. I totally love the sparkle/stars I put on the other pictures. Okay, Joe makes fun of me because every time I see a baby kitten I get all mushy. All I want to do it cuddle with it and why wouldn’t I want to? Kittens are so adorable. However, even after poking fun at me he still e-mails these to me:
Looks like to me if he didn’t want me to get all sappy over something so adorable he shouldn’t be taking pictures of them for me! Eventually I hope to have a kitten at my apartment….but that’s down the road. For now all I can do is be jealous of Joe for hogging all the kittens on his dads farm.
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I’m finally all settled in here in Topeka! I started work last week, all my boxes are unpacked, and all the pictures are hung. I love it here. The traffic, the noise, the people, and the lights at night: It’s all exactly what I’ve been looking forward to. I know Topeka isn’t that big but it’s bigger than Salina so I love it!
Anyways, Joe came down to visit me this week, (It was about time!)
I miss everyone, though. It’s hard knowing that no matter where I go here in Topeka I wont know a single person whereas no matter where I went in Salina I knew at least a handful of people. It gets lonely at times but I am still having a blast. My roomie, Tiff, is the best ever and we keep each other entertained!
I don’t start work for another week so needless to say I’ve had a lot of time on my hands. So…yesterday I drew my tattoo. Like it?
I was watching P.S. I love you again today and there’s a line in there that really hit home for me: It doesn’t matter what job you have or what you do or don’t do. No matter what, without him, you’re alone. (Him being your significant other) Totally true. I’ve always thought I’d be married by now. I had a plan. I was going to be married at 19 just like my mother, have my first child by the time I was 21, have a home with a man I love so dearly, and live the rest of my days taking care of babies. Instead I’m 20, not married, not expecting my first child, working at a job I hate, and moving away from everyone I care about. Do I feel alone? Yeah, I do. Having a husband that loves me more than words can say, being the mother to his children, and making a house a home is so incredibly important to me. I’d take that ANY day over achieving a degree, having fancy money filled life, and fabulous career. I’d give that all up in a heartbeat. It’s not what I have in my life it’s who I have in my life. I know I have friends who care about me dearly, and don’t get me wrong I feel the same right back, but I know what it’s like to love someone so much it hurts. No amount of friends can replace that feeling. No amount of friends can make me feel as whole as I do when I know I am loved. I can stand in a crowded room, with family and friends surrounding me, and feel so alone because I know I won’t fall asleep to the rhythmic sound of Mr. Right breathing next to me. I know patience is a virtue but it’s one I’ve never had. I’m tired of waiting for the perfect man. I’ve been waiting since I was 12 and honestly I’m exhausted. The reason I’m not living my dream life isn’t because I don’t know what I want in a man. I know perfectly good and well what I want. I want to be treated like a friggen goddess and not just because he knows I want to be treated that way but because he honestly believes I deserve it. Maybe that’s slightly selfish of me but no one in my life has ever treated me that way and I sure as heck am NOT going to live the rest of my life unappreciated. However, I want him to know I am not perfect. I want him to see me at my worst and love me even more for it. Sure, I get cranky, moody, impossibly difficult, and stubborn. I PMS, throw fits, act childish, snore when I’m sick, drool on my pillow, puke after drinking 1 wine cooler, freak when I get bloody noses, nick myself shaving, wear sweat pants as much as I can get away with, complain about just about everything, get hormonal, crave weird foods, not get out of bed until I have to, hate being told what to do, and more often than not I look out for #1. I’m bossy sometimes, strong willed, and free spirited. I have a dysfunctional, hard to impress, and even harder to please family. I’m not saying I’m easy to love and I don’t come with baggage. Hey, when is love ever easy? But I expect my husband to be man enough to handle me and his loyalty, faithfulness, and love should never, EVER be in question. I’ve always been told I am way too forgiving so being able to love someone for EXACTLY who they are is not a problem for me but it’s hard to find someone who’s willing to do the same.
But anyways, here’s so me at 20 and not even close to being married. Baby, I know you’re out there and I love you already.
Chopping wood with daddy and Ethan!
I had probably the best day ever yesterday….or at least the best day in a long time. I watched P.S. I love you which is hands down the best movie I have ever, ever seen. ” I laughed. I cried. It moved me.” I don’t know what it is about Jerry, the guy that dies, but I’m pretty much in love with him. He’s adorable, funny, great body, and has that perfectly sexy accent. What more could a girl want?
I went bowling last night with five other people that I work with and oh my gosh was it the best time ever. I laughed until my stomach, lungs, and head hurt. Sandy got tipsy on one and a half beers, Kat chugged a pitcher, Joe was an hilarious drunk, Nick wore a tie, and Amanda danced every time she bowled no matter how good or bad she did. I had over four hours of fun for only like six bucks. I think only two of us scored over 100 during our three games. Needless to say, we sucked. But the people bowling next to us kept cheering us on and giving us high-fives even though they were professional bowlers. And when sandy chugged her one cup of beer they were laughing, screaming, and cheering right along with us. Man, it was crazy fun. June 26th at 7pm it’s all going down again. CANNOT wait.
