Change of pace

Fact: I suck at blogging.
I've said it time after time that I wish I had more time to dedicate to blogging. I've said my sorry for disappearing time and time again. I've recently even gone as far as the thought to delete my blog. However I can't bring myself to do it. I've invested a lot of myself into this blog. I've tried my had at giveaways, memes, bandwagons, writing prompts, I've tried it all. However I find myself not having the time to commit. I'm going to try something different. A document. I'm going to keep my blog as a documentation of my life and all the things in between.

The giveaway? Total bust. I had three entries in which I find grounds to terminate. Sorry for the wasted time. I wanted to go through with it but honestly I see no point.

The house in the last post? Total bust (thank God). We ended up going through a huge turn of events and we are now actually under contract on a different house. A home inspection is scheduled for this Friday then the appraisal and then we will be on our way to closing and becoming home owners. I'm beyond excited this really is the house for us. Perfect location, layout, and as minor of repairs as can be. There wouldn't be any changes to make if I wasn't picky but I am so I will be painting the kitchen, installing a fan in master bedroom, reaching a washer and dryer, replacing the hardware on the kitchen cabinets, and a few other minor details.

It's been a rough ride getting to this point but it has been more than worth it. I can't wait to have a home with Honey and do all the domestic goodness that comes with it. Yes I'm even looking forward to cleaning lol.

Maybe after Friday I will update, no promises.


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Sunday update

With house hunting and limited time I have not been able to get to the winner of my $25 gift card to Amazon.com. Hopefully I will be able to generate the winner this week and announce.

I decided to do a little update as far as the house hunting is going. My nerves have been in a total wreck the past several days. We found a house Honey and I both loved however it wasn't meant to be. We were in competition with another buyer and the seller went with the better offer. We could've offered more but equally decides that we would follow our hearts and if it was meant to be it would happen. The circumstances were a little different. The seller and their realtor are related, the house had been on the market for close to 60 days with no offers on the table and then all of a sudden when the realtor knew we were interested she informed my realtor that there was now a mysterious offer on the table as well. Not only did she disclose the information about the offer be existant she also went against the rules and told us, not an exact number, but that the offer was above asking price. Now if you look at the details it seemed to us as if she was trying to call our bluff and get us to ask more. Naturally that's how we came to our decision, we would offer only 900$ less than the asking price- which is very far and between in the housing world normally offers are a couple grand less. So obviously it wasn't for us.

Yesterday afternoon we viewed several more properties. One had just been listed at 5 o'clock the previous evening. Turns out we like it more than the one we offered on. We will be reviewing some comps on the local area and then we will place our offer base upon it. Getting rejected the first time wasn't completely gut wrenching but I don't know how well I will react to losing another.

Wish me luck!


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Qualified

So first of all, I'll have you know that I wrote an entire blogpost yesterday however BlogPress-an app on my iPhone and iPad- failed me! If I would've had more time I would've reposted however I didn't. ANYWAYS!

So yesterday Honey and I got to go to the bank and get pre-qualified for a loan to buy house!!!! I mean we knew we would qualify, the monetary funding is there, however the mortgage rate right now is fenomenal and we wanted to lock in that rate in case the rate changes in the time it takes us to find our home. We were dead on to the estimated amount we qualified for. However due to me not having any credit- because my only debt is my car and I don't own a credit card- I was unable to be on the loan but I will still be on the title. Fortunately Honey has beyond amazing credit, even one of the brokers jaw dropped.

I've already contacted the real estate agent, whom is also a family friend and I went to high school with her son, so I have hopes that it won't be a horribly long process. I know the area, the price, amenities, basically everything that I want. Of course this slims the options down but that's fine I'm not going to settle. Honey lucked out when it comes to me being his partner, not to give myself a big head or anything but for him it will be a three step process.
1. Get prequalified (check!)
2. Look at the house I chose.
3. Sign papers to close.
For me however, I'll be doing the hunting and searching and all the extravagant shit. I'm beyond excited though and I can't wait to officially start the process of more than Internet shopping but actually going and viewing the houses. I have my eye on a couple, one being high on my list and my hopes are high for, but regardless I'm going to look at several so I know what's out there. I'm hoping Karen, my agent, can find several that I haven't found yet.

Now I'm rambling but I'm so excited I don't know what to do with myself hehe :). I'm finally going to have a home. Not just a house but a home!! Wish me luck :)


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Overdrive

what have I been doing for the past few weeks you ask? I've been working like a slave, hitting the gym, and trying to squeeze sleep somewhere in the mix.

We've been having troubles with employees so naturally I'm there to catch the slack. One of our daytime employees put her two week notice in due to moving to Texas. Meanwhile we had been trying to find a solid replacement but two weeks isn't much time to find someone and get them fully trained and up to speed. So while trying to find a day time person we decided to make one of our night crew members, SAB, work days till training was over. SAB was also our meat stripper so it kind of worked out. Minus the fact that all in this process we had two employees start college which limited their work hours and one of them couldn't even work Tuesday and Thursday's. Want to talk about tight scheduling! So if that wasn't enough, SAB being the SAB that she is decides to leave us hanging high and dry in the midst. So now we don't have a day worker for one store, nor a meat stripper, and we have even had to call one of our previous employees that was with us for over 10 years to come in and help us out, thank god she was happy to oblige. To sum things up I've been roughly pulling 50+ hours a week. My day starting at 4 am and ending somewhere around 4pm Monday through Friday. I never get to finally sit down and rest till almost 8 every night and by that point it's time for bed. It's a chore to even shower or try to figure out what's goin to be for dinner.

Other news, Honey and I have started to hunt for our "hopefully in the very near future" home. We really need to head to the bank soon and get prequalified especially with the mortgage rates being at only an astonishing 2%. So if you've ever looked for a house before you know the process is draining. I already know this and I'm just now scratching the surface. So keep me and honey in your prayers!

Also before I wrap this bad boy up I need to add that my Giveaway is still on. I've had it posted for a month now with very few entries. So unless I get a handful more of entries I'm going to trash the giveaway and present it again in a few months. So try to promote it ;) for those of you that havent been around in a while it's a $25 Amazon.com gift card.

Hopefully I will be able to post again soon. Tomorrow Honey, TRex, Miller, and I are going to travel an hour and some to visit this little 1800s settlement. There's a restaurant and gift shops and whatnot so that should be fun. Hope everyone has a great weekend !!



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Valium vs Crack

I have learned a significant difference between Honey and I. Obviously we're going to have our differences, that's a given. After a year of being together you would expect that I would have learned this way before now. When it comes to our Saturday mornings I like to ease out of bed, so does Honey, yet when it comes to us actually being out of bed he likes to go full force. Eat some breakfast, plan our day, and get to it. Um hello? No! I like to start my day with some caffeine, a cigarette, and relaxation. Monday through Friday I have to get out of bed and haul ass through my morning for work. Saturday I don't want to spend my mornings doing the same. I want to take it at ease, reflect on my week then get stuff done. Sometimes I even try to get out of bed a bit earlier than he does to get a head start on him and his 'get-r-done' outlook. However it never fails as soon as I wiggle my way out of bed he wakes up and is ready to go. My morning is much like a Valium induced coma his more like a crack induced hype. metaphorically speaking of course. Needless to say my favorite Saturday morning activity is getting up, smoking a cigarette while indulging in caffeine and all the while perusing over blogs and updating mine...which here lately I have fallen short on. Don't miss my giveaway! You can enter HERE. It has been brought to my attention that readers from outside of the US are not eligible so I will work on a quick fix for that. Not mentioned in the giveaway post: I was not endorsed to provide this giveaway. Amazon.com in no way contacted me to do so, it's strictly on my own terms. Coming soon: a series on awkward one night stands. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

butt loads

...of laundry and what nots...

I didn't go anywhere don't worry. because I know you were losing sleep over it.

I've been a busy bee, no pun intended, as most are during the holidays. Well sure holidays are over (minus new years) but now that all the glitter and sparkles are being put away I'm left with a massive load of laundry, dust, and plenty of ruckus- needless to say I had a girl quit/get fired yesterday so now I'm dealing with that jazz. So my next post will be filled with amazingness including my fore mentioned giveaway oh yesss! I didn't forget about that!

However I will inform you that I took off early from work today in order to do laundry and clean, yet the day was too short to tackle everything I wanted to. So as soon as I get back on top of things, later this week maybe tomorrow if I can get my shit straight, I will post something magical. By magical I mean it will be filled with catch up, Christmas goodies, and my giveaway. Maybe that's combining too much into one post? Hehe we will see.

How was your holidays?

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Birthday babble and giveaway

Haha, via google images...too good not to share.

Any who! Being that it's my birthday I feel the need to make a fun post. Also in celebration of my birthday, that unfortunately is often overlooked due to being so close to Christmas, I'm going to be hosting a giveaway so stay tuned for details on that tidbit coming up. hopefully it's better than my last giveaway, the one where I had an astonishing 1 person enter. Yes, just one.

The Remembrance
-Remember when you use to call your local radio station to request a song? You know, before you could get on YouTube or other one touch resources to hear it?
-Remember when you use to plan out your outfits a day ahead so you could look cute going through your high school doors?
-Remember when staying up late was 3am, unlike now late for me is 11pm.
-Remember when you couldn't wait for Friday so you could go to "the spot". The spot being where all you and your friends met up and hung out, mine in HVille was the movie theatre.
-Remember when your grandmother buying you a bad sweater was the epitome of devastation?
-Remember when a bad hair day could make your whole day bad?

The Knowledge
-In my 23 years of existence I have learned... that life is a bitch unless you make it your bitch.
-In my 23 years of existence I have learned... that patience truly is a virtue.
-In my 23 years of existence I have learned...that 99.9% of the time, my mom actually was right.
-In my 23 years of existence I have learned...friends may come and go but family is forever
-In my 23 years of existence I have learned...to not reflect on the past too often. Live in the present because thats the only way to work towards a future.
-In my 23 years of existence I have learned...that I will never lose weigh by dieting, the only way to lose weight is by a lifestyle change.
-In my 23 years of existence I have learned...to not be ashamed, embarrassed, or envious of other when it comes to who I am. There will always be someone with worse makeup, hair, style, personality, weight, social skills, and bad jokes among other things than me.

The Accomplished
- In 23 years I have accomplished... Meeting the reality of my depression.
- In 23 years I have accomplished... Attending college and gaining the experience
- In 23 years I have accomplished... Falling in love
- In 23 years I have accomplished...creating a blog and meeting several people who have made an impact on my life
- In 23 years I have accomplished...buying my own vehicle
- In 23 years I have accomplished...starting a career that I thoroughly enjoy, regardless of struggles I encounter on my journey to the top.

The Future
-In the past 23 years I have not yet but plan to...get married
-In the past 23 years I have not yet but plan to...buy a house
-In the past 23 years I have not yet but plan to...own my own dog
-In the past 23 years I have not yet but plan to...start a family, even if it consists of me, the hubs, and our four legged fur baby.

Today I turned 23. Twenty-three years ago if it had not been for the doctor standing there when the nurse said "push" I would've hit the ground. (yeah, I was pretty excited about being introduced to the world...might as well make my grand intro with a bang!) I would like to thank my parents for fornicating 23 years and nine months ago. Unfortunately while I was in the oven I did some damage to my moms boobs, which later in life I apologized for. At least it was repairable, a thanks goes out to the doc who cleared my mom from "rocks in socks" and made her a milf.

Let my existence be proof that good things do come from having hot sex. HA!

Stay tuned for my giveaway, you'll wanna punch yourself in the forehead if ya miss it. ;)

trash the peas

I enjoy doing Mama Kat's weekly prompts but I don't do them on a weekly basis. I tend to have other things to post about or there's topics not really relating to myself/life ie. motherhood, kids, traveling...you get the gist. This week I'm going with...drum rollll please....

"your less favorite meal growing up"
Now I'm going to start this off by saying The Queen Bee is a beyond fabulous cook and baker. Being the spoiled blessed child that I was Queen always tried to incorporate something everyone at the dinner table was a fan of. So though I cannot choose a particular meal per se, I did decide to choose the new years day tradition that I fucking DESPISE!

Queen is a bit superstitious so every new years day you better believe she is shoveling a spoonful of black eyed peas on this pretty little mouth of mine! Yuckkkk!! It's suppose to guarantee you a good year but considering I've previously had some less than amazing years under my belt I don't believe in it AT ALL. And if that could get me out of the peas I would be more than grateful but it never works.

Any new years day traditions that you hate yet still take part in?

moment of truth

So you're probably thinking wow two posts in a day? Yeah I know. I'm not trying to make up for the past days missed, I just feel the need to write and I don't have a paper journal on me at the moment, so deal.

I'm having one of those days. Those days where you're completely down and out and want to give up on everything you've been working towards. As fore mentioned I've been trying to lose weight. I understand every weigh in isn't going to be magical but to have gained a half pound in the last week on top of the other thing that has me in the pits kind of makes me want to say fuck it all together.

Moment of truth? Yeah I'm totally tempted to go get some greasy pizza and say fuck the gym. I'm not in the mood to be surrounded by girls who already know what the hell is going on in Zumba for me to continuously trip over my feet in the back row. Yeah for the most part, since I've been more than a handful of times, I know what's going on. I just need to practice my footwork. However I'm not in the mood.

I'm not going to post about what has me down because I'm not really in the mood to admit it even to myself. Last night I cried myself to sleep, this morning I was angry about it, and now I'm just ready to crawl in bed and cry because I simply feel like I have failed.

To others it may have not meant much but to me it was a huge kick in the gut. With that being said I'm going to go make a healthy choice of dinner yet skip the gym.


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Christmas 25 days early

So the juicy post I had originally planned is going to have to wait because I'm not much up for writing it tonight. Instead, I'm going to show you the Christmas gifts that Santa dropped off early for me (actually, I believe God was working in my favor...). I have scored some great buys this week and by "great buys" I'm not just speaking in terms of monetary value I'm also speaking in terms of items that succeeded in awesomeness.




Today I purchased Olay's in-shower body lotion. Lemme tell you, I wish I had a whole pool full of this just to roll around in! It is fabuloussss! After I showered I didn't want to put clothes on I wanted to roll around in silk sheets nakie because my skin was oh-so-soft!




Also today, Honey and I visited GNC where I planned on buying some pre workout however came across this bad boy instead. I'm going to continue using Honey's pwo hehe and start using this as a post workout or for when I'm hungry but about to head to the gym so I can't eat much. Okay so why is this on the list? Um originally it was $30+ dollars, BAM! Sale for only $7.99 say what? Oh no it doesn't stop there. Honey used his gold membership card and it ended up only costing approximately four bucks. Total win! Needless to say I got a "shortie" shaker in pink! (It's to put the protein powder in and fill with water, it comes with a metal ball that helps mix it up. why shortie? Because it's half the size of a normal shaker)




Okay so technically I didn't pay for these, Honey ended up making it an addition to the already $210 dollars spent on me for my birthday. (What? I'm not called the Diva Bee for nothing! ) If you've never heard of the "Eat This Not That!" series, I seriously suggest you look into it. Its not just a "diet" book. Actually if you look in the center of the red book and the top of the yellow, it clearly says "no diet weight loss solutions". It has everything from fast food restaurants to sit down restaurants. At each one it gives you the "healthier" choice. Believe it or not, it even suggests a Jr. Whopper at burger king versus other choices. It suggests grocery alternatives as well such as instead of wheat thins buy triscuits...this cereal over that cereal... mainly suggesting stuff that tastes basically the same but yet saves you the love handles. (If I haven't convinced you enough, it includes what you should look for on dining out menus to alert you whether it's a healthy choice or not)




Last but not least, my gas receipt. Here in TN gas is outrageous. I will admit it has dropped from it's four dollar range to a three dollar range but still, what happened to the days where you could put a dollar in your gas tank, not that I ever got to experience those days...just saying. So at Krogers, a grocery store mainly located in the south has a "Krogers plus card" deal where you can scan your card and get deals. Recently they came out with an iPhone app where you can download coupons directly to your card and when you scan it at the grocery it automatically takes said deal off. Well in addition to this, I feel like I need to explain for those none Kroger shoppers, they have fuel points. So when you scan your card even if you're not getting a deal it puts points on your account to go towards gas. Everyone has been astonished at how much I've saved on gas 10-30¢. Well Thursday night I went and got gas and ended up paying $2.67 a gallon VS 3.27 a gallon. Woopwoop!! Normally it takes about $45 to fill my Honda Element up but not this time! What's up $35 dollas!

My week? Yeah I cant complain. What about yours?

shower poop

If you have an iPhone, iPad, iPod touch, or a smart phone in general than chances are you're going to connect with me here.

Lately everything I text, email, and even try to blog about my iPhone and iPad try to be a smart ass and autocorrect me. Granted, I am very thankful for the times I misspell words because I'm in a hurry and it lends me a hand, but when I type shit...I meant to type shit not shot not shut...SHIT! It also like to make bitch a butch which is also halfway aggravating. Needless to say my issues mainly result from cuss words. But it also tries to make "I've" into vie and ice, had into has, can into van...the list goes on.

My favorite autocorrect that was unfortunately sent in a text message before catching...

attempted to say: "alright well I'm going to pop in the shower and then I'll be there"

autocorrected into: "alright well I'm going to poop in the shower and then I'll be there.

Major fail. Luckily my boyfriend is understanding that my phone tries to talk over me.


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old meets lame

I quickly realized Saturday night as to why I don't "go out" more frequently. Why you ask? Well let me give you a quick recap:

-I'm very easily annoyed when it comes to drunken fools bumping into me. We even moved our hightop table back, and as we moved so did the drunks.

-Running into someone previously dated that ended on sour notes, ie we both quit talking to each other and in my head I ended it with him, in his head I'm sure he thinks he played me off. Typical male, naturally. He eye balled me and turned away so being the alcohol induced, liquid courage bitch that I am, of course I walked straight up to him and said "oh how nice of you to check me out and then quickly look away when I caught your eyes" his response, "oh sorry I didn't notice you" and in his attempts to smooth things over I left him standing there feeling like a jack ass when I promptly responded "oh that's fine, I wish I would have never noticed you" then walked my happy ass to the bar to get two beers for me and my Honey.

-Seeing someone from college that participated in the same fraternity as I, yeah that's awkward. Of course he saw me as the party girl that I once was so once he saw me inside later on, he came up to the table and proceeded with small talk. Not just the small talk you carry on with someone you havent seen in a while, the small talk where you lean in close and talk personally. Luckily, Honey returned from the bathroom in a quick minute so I could promptly introduce him as my boyfriend. Needless to say, that 'small talk' ended quickly after and he went on his merry way.

-We arrived at 9:30-10:00, and I already questioned if I would make it to 11. Yawning took place and the thought of our bed sounded amazing. I'm not the spring chicken I once was, unfortunately, so I was already ready to call it a night. Wow, that's embarrassing, I'm only 22.

-Typically being, a less than favorite topic was brought up in the midst of conversation. The topic leaving me ill and angered ready for an exit on the asap. Being that I had a few drinks in me the ride home was less than pleasant, I was frustrated and ready to pop off.

-Even more so typically being, after a few drinks I was ready for the bedroom boom by the time we got home. Frustrated and all, I wanted to get steamy. Of course, I was denied. Waking up still angry this morning.

It's a rainy Sunday and I look forward to spending it doing absolutely nothing even though there's a Titan's game today. We are foregoing sitting in the freezing rain and I'm spending it snuggled up with a warm cup of coffee and a blanky. Ah!-mazing...

BF mission

My Black Friday shopping trip went more along the lines of unexpected. I ended up not buying anything when we went. We ended our trip fairly early at 1:30 because my BIL made plans for him and my sister knowing that we were spending a girls day, that's the norm. So being bummed out I ended up calling it a day myself, the gym closed at 6PM instead of the regular 10 so I figured I would shop a little more on my own so that way I could conquer more in my limited time frame instead of having to worry about what other people rather be doing ie going to Pier1. Don't get me wrong, I love that store, but it's not my ideal place to be hitting up when I'm trying to score the mother load. So I decided to fly solo.

Honey's sister asked me to stop by Old Navy to get a jacket for one of her kids that was suppose to be on sale. Here's where they get you: in the commercial they talk about these $70 jackets being $25, they even slide in a few pictures of different jackets; you arrive to the store you don't read the fine print, so of course all the jackets on the rack with the big % off advertisement is said % off right? I mean it was even in the commercial! Luckily being the smart ass that I am, also too lazy to stand in an ass long line only to find out I was paying full price, I read the small print. Well, what do you know "all jackets excluding fleece pullovers and wool lined pea coats" and the jacket I was going for was the pea coat. Bummer.

So after I attempted to conquer my number one goal, I moved on. Next on list: gym shoes. After hitting up 7 different stores, I hit the goldmine. Suggested retail: $70+ bucks. My bargain bust: $54.99. Wuzzup?! Hehe.



I had to awkwardly turn my ankle in order to get a good side view...my legs are of no deformity.

Next I wanted to score some killer jeans. With hopes held high that I could go into Buckle and snag a pair of jeans under $60 I walked my little toosh in there like I owned the place only to promptly turn right back around and walk out. sigh. I didn't let this get me down though. The whole reason I went to buckle is because they have the large seam stitches that I've slowly fallen in love with. So I made it up in my head that there was no way that was the only place that had them. There MUST be a knock off in the mall somewhere! And what ya know?! Shabam! I went to Body Central and there they were hanging gloriously in the window, I even think angels were floating around them. OH! and in glitter and all the words "20% off entire store" almost made me have a shoppingasm. I picked up three pair and headed to the fitting room, where there are clearance racks all over the place. Holy moly! I spotted a pair for only 19.99! So instead of spending $40+ on a pair of jeans, I spent $30+ on TWO pairs.



okay so obviously my photography isn't all that great, but hello do you see those jeans? Um. Love.

Anybody liking the bachelor pad bed spread going on in the back drop of my jeans? Yeah I cant wait to ditch that shit when Honey and I have our own place. Hehe.

Speaking of Honey, don't worry I didn't leave his little booger butt out. I bought two shirts from old navy for him. One as a Christmas present addition and the other was a Titans tee that he so desperately needed due to his lack of game day gear. I ended up giving the other shirt to him already as well. I'm not good about stuff like that hehe. So in the end...


Mission: accomplished

breaking cynical

Note, I above all people hated everything and anything to do with the Twilight saga. Twilight lovers, do not stop here, keep reading. I even cringed when I heard people talking about it. It literally drove me nuts. Vampires? Werewolves? No thank you, get a life and get back to reality. Please and thank you.

Monday furthermore pushed me away from the ridiculousness. All said and done, I was not giving up my girls night. I want this. I need this. I'm going to make it happen at any cost even if its at the cost of me sitting through a two hour movie cringing my teeth and though going unsaid, making fun of everyone around me.

The twist: my friend, short we'll say Mogo a nickname given to her at work, informed me that she didn't want me to go unless I've seen the first three because she didn't want me to ask questions all throughout the movie she knows me too well. Cringing the entire time I agreed to watch the first three movies. Day to start watching them: Thursday after work at three. Day they must be finished: Friday, after work at three finished by 9:50PM. Long story short, I have had to cram in 6 hours worth of movies followed by another 2 hours of a movie in the theatre. Challenge accepted. Challenge completed. I'm in LOVE.

Public announcement: I apologize to anyone I've ever picked at for being a Twilight obsessed lunatic. After I watched the first one, glued in sitting on the edge of the bed, not even batting an eyelash...I could've stayed up all night watching the other two if it weren't for getting up for work at 5:30AM the next morning.

Prior to viewing, I had made plans with my bestie, Bee for short, to go thrift shopping coming in a later post. My idea was to go to the three thrift store in town and then go home and fast forward through the second and third movies. Skipping most, but still catching the drift of what was taking place. Oh no, plans halted, idea changed. We hit up one thrift store, quickly to add, and went our separate ways in order to meet up that night for the dreadful viewing, waiting in line, and being surrounded by the obsessed. I quickly made it home, skipping a cigarette break and all, popped the DVD in, and skipped through my favorite part—the previews. After New Moon was over, still skipping a cigarette break and not minding my overflowing bladder, I popped in the Eclipse and continued to be glued to the television screen.

Unfortunately I still didn't have time to finish all of it, I tried to fast forward through the parts where they are just gazing into each others eyes and whatnot but still tried to get the big picture, which was accomplished. I hardly put on any makeup, threw on a hoodie, straightened out my hair from where it had been messed up from laying on a pillow, and made my way to the theatre as quickly, and safely I might add, as possible. The movie started at 9:50 we got there at 9 and still had to wait in line past the food court, our theatre is in the mall. We got the perfect seats and everything.

For short, I cried several times within the 8 hours of movie watching. To say I'm anxious for part two of Breaking Dawn is an understatement. SAB, now that she's talking to me like a human again and not an animal with rabies, told me to just read the book. Honestly I cant bring myself to do it. I didn't read any of the others and I don't want to be let down by the part two of the movie. I can't stop thinking of all the love and passion between Bella and Edward. I feel crazy for now being a Twilight obsessed. But I cannot help it, I'm a sucker for a love story and theirs takes the bate. Even more so than The Notebook or gasp! Romeo and Juliet.

So there's my confession. I would give a review but hell, I'm so torn up over all of it I would probably throw some a ton of spoilers in there.

Your thoughts on Breaking Dawn?

wine for babies

Oh hush, just keep reading.

So to say that yesterday was less than an ideal way to start off my week would definitely be an understatement. Today I've decided to turn that all around and besides going to work, I'm making this day about me. I treated myself to some wine, Pinot grigio to be exact. I love a good glass of wine but I don't drink frequently enough in my leisure time to actually finish a whole bottle. So to sum it up, I waste a tad more than half of a bottle. Today, however, I decided I was going to buy a bottle and I don't care if I throw all of it away but one sip! Lucky for me I came across baby bottles!



And no, I do not mean a bottle of wine for a baby lol. The bottle contains just enough for one glass of wine. You can buy them in sets of four and for someone like me, its perfect!

So I figured what better way to reflect my "me" day through my blog than to do a follow up on my FAQ's. In the post I asked for you all to ask me questions that I would later respond to. However due to my lack of popularity I only had one person ask me some questions but that's okay cause it's the lady behind the scene of one of my top five favorite blogs.

And so Venassa asks...

"What are some things you and Honey do for fun? Minus the obvious..."
Well, let's see...supposing that the 'obvious' is the bedroom boom, horizontal tango, or even the pants party then that takes away one of my favorites. Haha only kidding...kinda. Honey and I are a lot like old people. We live simple lives of work and home, but when we feel wild we will head to dinner and sometimes a movie. In the summertime we like to ride the Harley, go to bike rallies and what not. Other than that we spend our fun time entertaining each other.

"What were you like in high school?"
Oh geez, awesome?! Duh?! Um it really depends on what school you want to talk about. Of course I'm going to go with my hometown high school because high school here in C'ville was less than ideal. At BHS I was friends with literally everyone, popular girls, jocks, nerds, gothics, ghettos, um no seriously everyone. I won't classify myself as one of the popular crowd I was just kind of a person that was floating around and happy for the most part. I didn't stick with just one style of clothing. I dressed depending upon my mood for which I got a lot of shit for here in Clarksville yet in Hendersonville I had even heard someone say it was inspiring. So whatever here's a few pictures that document my random style.



Preppy with my polo on.



Flirty little sundress. Don't ask what I'm doing. Keyword high school.




Skater in my etnies tee. I'm sure it was paired with a studded belt and holed jeans.




No makeup chilling in a tee.



My thrifty goodwill tee and oversized jewelry? Cant go wrong!

Okay so moving on...

"What's your worst habit?"
Really Venassa?! Lol only kidding. I bite my nails which is less than ideal. Honey would probably say that my worst habit is me leaving my work cups all around the house and forgetting to trash them. Hehe, ever since he brought it to my attention I've worked on it, I will admit.

Okay that was oodles of fun ask me more! Haha. I'm off to catch up on responding to emails, reading blogs, and finishing up my scrumptious glass of wine.

Happy Tuesday :) oh wait is it too late for that? I mean it is kind of getting close to shutting tuesday down and all...oh well tomorrows hump day and I hope you do just that! Lots of humping :D

mushy gushy lovey dovey

*Honey: if you're reading this, stop. I don't want you going and getting a big head!

So Honey and I have almost been together for a year, December 5th to be exact. Still to this day I get so excited to see him I could scream. When I think about how much I love him I could just go crazy and squeal. I've definitely never felt this way about anyone before. Needless to say, the love I have for him is unlike any type of love I have ever experienced. He seriously makes me so freaking happy.

My track record: with a guy for two weeks, get bored, single again. If they pass the two week mark chances are they make it to two months. By two months I'm bored out of my mind and ready to kill.

Honey, on the other hand:
Still amuses me. Constantly keeps me entertained. Makes me giggle with a side of butterflies. I'm always excited to see him. The best cuddle bug ever. He knows exactly what buttons to push yet somehow I always let him off the hook. he's kind of too cute to stay mad at He's patient with me, loving, considerate, passionate, and all around perfect for me. When he starts to be an ass, I let him know. Unlike other guys they become even more of an ass yet Honey quickly apologizes and makes up for it. He is the perfect man and any girl that has ever passed him up before is a fucking dumb ass. But I thank my lucky stars that they did because now he's all mine.

Can we just talk about his cuddling! Before I never knew there was a right or wrong good or bad cuddling option but now I'm fully aware it exists. Because every guy before...sucks. Honey and I spoon when we lay down to go to sleep at night. To no ones surprise this totally opposite of modest diva sleeps naked. So when spooning Honey throws his arm over me and holds on to a boob. And right when he thinks one tit is getting too much attention he switches. Haha. He always holds me till I fall asleep. Sometimes he has to roll over to the other side because his left side starts to get uncomfortable so we always reverse our spoon, my arm going over his chest and him holding that hand. This is the way I fall asleep every night in his bed. In the morning we wake up and it's less like a spoon and more like a fork, or maybe a spork. Because our legs are all tangled up and everything else. Ahhh I love it!

Maybe I'm being mushy gushy. But what can I say, I love that man.

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Birthday, Christmas, RANT!

Though I'm super excited to be gaining an extra hour of sleep in Fall Back daylight savings, I'm not so excited that my internal clock will probably still wake me up way before time to go to work. That's just my luck. Oh well, more time to primp and beautify!




Today Honey and I will be attending Chuck E Cheese for Jacob Riley's second birthday. The last time I was there, I got kicked out because I didn't have a kid too old to play, too young to have a kid. I guess if I were a parent I wouldn't want little snot nosed high schoolers clouding my child's playtime either, however at the time I was devastated. Speaking of Jacob Riley, I finished, or thought that I did anyways, his Christmas shopping yesterday. I had to pick up some wrapping paper to wrap his birthday present and while perusing around to waste a little time I came across a $5 mini-potato head. Ding ding ding! Perfect little gift to top of his others. I come home and decide to wrap his birthday gift. I bought Cars wrapping paper so I could also use it for his Christmas gifts as well, I like to get the most for my money. So I'm through with wrapping his Christmas gifts as well, all but the potato head and as I get halfway through with it...I realize the inevitable happened. Yes, I fucked up... I bought MRS. Potato Head!! What the hell I cant give is to him!? Though he's only two and wouldn't know any better, I know better and so will his parents. Oh the devastation. You see this wouldn't be that big of a deal except the other day I went to go buy the "last finishing touch gift" and as the cashier went to ring it up she looks at me and tells me that they hadn't had a chance to pull it from the shelf but the toy had been recalled. What the hell?! I was excited over the gift too, it was a race car wheel and it vibrated and had blinkers and everything. It was the ultimate cheap yet bad ass gift (5$ you cant beat it!). So I guess it's just not meant for me to go the cheap route when buying the last small present.




Via google images

So yesterday I rearranged Honey's entire room, cleaned the baseboards, washed clothes, washed his work clothes....everything. When asked if he liked his newly arranged room, his response? "yeah it's fine, as long as I can still get in bed and watch tv and go to sleep it's good" really?! I spent all that time for that response? Fail. This morning I had to run to the DG to get coffee filters because I was out. I wanted to start my day with coffee and a cigarette and yet I was out of filters, typical yet not the point. So as I'm leaving Honey asks me if I wanted to stop and get breakfast. Upon realizing that neither of us were in the mood for greasy sonic or sugar overloaded donuts he decided to settle for a bowl of cereal or oatmeal. When buying my filters I decided I would try to, once again, do something nice for him and cook pancakes for breakfast. Get home, drink coffee, talk to mom, smoke cigarettes, cook pancakes. Midway through breakfast I ask, "isn't this better than greasy sonic?" his response, "yeah its alright". What the fuck?! I'm almost ready to throw in the towel on cooking for him because out of the year we've been together I've received one compliment on my dinner. He made the comment yesterday after coming home from his parents house, "I should have got mom to give me some recipes for you". Kill me now. I'm not his momma. I'll never be his momma. And honestly he doesn't realize it but it's a huge slap in the face. And whether he's joking or not about my breakfast being less than satisfactory, it makes me feel less of a woman. I pay for the groceries to cook for him, I slave over the stovetop so he doesn't have to eat his basic chicken and rice that he has lived off of before I came along and all I get is, "it's alright", "should've got moms recipes", "I miss my moms cooking". A part of me wants to tell him to go fuck his mom then cause I'll never be her but the more rational side of me let's it go only for it to be brought up a day or week later. I may not be a chef but give me the time and practice and I'll become something close to it. Instead I feel like I'm getting set back a step every time I try and I don't really know why I haven't given up yet. I'm leery of even posting this because I'm afraid this will be one of the posts that Honey reads. However, this is my space and I'm venting!

By no means are we fighting, I'm just hurt on the inside by all of it. The last time I said something to him about be ungrateful for the things that I do for him he responds with the fact that I didn't have to do it and that he never asked me too. Not what I want to hear. I've hinted at the fact that it hurts my feelings for him to not like what I cook but he hasn't quite caught on yet. I just would like an ounce of appreciation. I would probably cook moe often if that was the case. Instead I'm extremely discouraged.

This post turned into something that was not previously planned but just kind of happened as I started ranting. Oh well. Hope everyone is have an awesome Sunday! I know I will be here shortly when I get to see the light of my life, my bundle of joy, my favorite person in the entire world Mr. Jacob Riley!

one of his most recents:



I put my iPhone camera on FaceTime and he was getting a huge kick out of seeing himself. Who couldn't love those chubby cheeks and head full of hair?

life is my bitch

I can't even explain how good it feels to have a day off. Normally I have a million things to do and even though I'm not completely off of work because I have a catering to deliver at one o'clock I'm still making today my bitch.



Unhealthy I know, but keep it to yourself. I'm currently enjoying a coffee and cigarette on the front porch of Honey's house. I'm all bundled up in my jammies and unbrushed hair and I'm loving every minute of it. The air is damp from where it rained yesterday and the sky is gray however there's still something peaceful about it. Normally there's cars passing by, dogs barking, or someone walking around the neighborhood but this morning it is completely still with only the sounds of birds chirping. It's pretty much mocking my mood, quiet and peaceful. Did I mention how much I'm loving my day off?

To reward myself from working so hard the past several weeks and to makeup from being so stressed out I booked a hair appointment at 2 oclock today. Do I deserve it? Hell yes I do. I don't care if anyone disagrees I know what the past couple of weeks have been like so I'm going to do something for myself. Though I will have to admit I'm only trimming my hair but I don't give a shit. Going to then salon makes me feel girly and good about myself. I don't know why. Maybe because for the past 22 years of my life my cosmetologist mother has done my hair. Now our schedules don't meet up and it's too hard to keep up with my rapid changing schedule and still keeping myself looking like a hottie. Why yes I'm full of myself this morning ;).

Later I'll be meeting up with my mom and spending some girl time that I'm super excited about. I love hanging out with her and don't get the chance/take the chance to do it nearly enough.

Maybe I'm in such a good mood because I feel a sense of accomplishment this morning. Though I haven't accomplished shit this morning, for the past couple of weeks I have. And though these "accomplishments" should not have taken a couple of weeks to complete, I still consider myself proud of getting little tasks completed that for some are just little tasks but for me, a milestone. I finally cleaned my car out, if you were to see the before and after you would be giving me a bloggy applause (I'm on the go constantly. Between Honey's house, my house, work, deliveries, caterings, football games, Dover, etc...you can only imagine what it looked like. ) I bought Jacobs birthday present which has already been given to him on his birthday (October 26th) and yesterday I bought his birthday party present. For his birthday I just bought him some shoes, a shirt, and pants. Little things that he needed, little things that I got from the clearance rack and only paid $30 for. ::enter applause:: For his actual birthday party I bought him a little block set with dogs and stuff. Sounds lame, he's two he'll love it and I'm not giving a great description. While we're on the topic of presents, I have also already purchased one of Honey's Christmas presents and a little present for Jacob as well. I can't say what Honey's is because he blog stalks me but Jacob is in love with Toy Story, especially buzz lightyear. So I got him this little loofa set with a buzz attached to it that squirts water. He loves bath time so I already know this I going to be a hit. Don't worry I'll be adding more to his goodie basket. Along with these accomplishments, I bought myself some actual work shoes...finally. I've been wearing expensive tennis shoes for the past 5 years and I finally got shoes that are made for my work environment...no slip and they're black so no more stains woopwoop!!! Along with all these purchases I've managed to start saving money towards mine and Honey's future house. Fingers crossed :-D normally I spend whatever and as long as I have enough to pay my bills I don't care. Here lately I've been spacing out my spending so I have money to put back. Its the first of the month and I already have the money saved for all my bills and the rest of my paychecks I can save and spend lightly on Christmas presents. I don't know about y'all but it seriously never fails, every year right around Christmas I wait till last minute to shop and I start getting nervous about my bills. This year i started in October and I have the rest of November to finish. I'm loving it! On top of all this I've already gone to the doctor and received my checkup on my zoloft. Unlike the past 7 years, I didn't wait till two weeks after my prescription was out, I actually stayed on top of it.

Now that I'm rambling on and on, I will finish with the most exciting news of my week. I'm pregnant!!!!!!!! Okay just kidding but thought I would throw a curve in there hahaha. I'm lame. Anyways this week alone at my store I have taken over a thousand dollars worth of orders at work. Next week I've already taken $500. Though this means nothing to everyone else it's everything to me. A small business struggles in the colder months and this is good news to start the colder months out with. Especially since we just went through a dry spot at my store with no orders only what the restaurant brings in. Typical, my most exciting news is about work.

I hope everyone else is having a bad ass week. Mine started off really shitty only for me to come to this day where I look back and realize all I've accomplished.

Remember, life can't be a bitch if you make life your bitch. :D

halloween hooker

Third post in a row, I'm going strong! Lol

So can I just say Halloween tends to be one of my favorite holidays and one of my worst enemies all in one. Let's face it who doesn't like dressing up as something they're not? Plus it's the one time you can look like a glorified hooker and not get shit for it. However, I understand Halloween is only but one time a year but is it really necessary to price gouge on such cheaply made clothing that once again...we wear one time a year? I'm not going to pay 80 bucks for a costume made out of such cheap fabric a homeless man wouldn't even want to wear it. Needless to say these so called "sexy" costumes that they come out with tend to highlight my not-so-glorious body parts, and by this I mean my gut, ass, and I swear the costumes make my boobs look smaller. Yeah that costume sure does look cute on that double zero model, but it's also shaped to fit that double zero model too. The typical curvy woman on the other hand? HA! not so much.

Last year I made a clean break. I went as Snooky from the ever-so-popular Jersey Shore. Easy: skimpy black dress, red hooker heels, huge hair poof, a fuck ton of eyeliner, and double that quantity in bronzer. Wah lah. However this year I, for the life of me, cannot make that same clean break. I thought about going as a trailer park princess: cut off blue Jean shirt from thrift store, tiara from walmart, and cowboy boots that are already in my closet. (I'm totally lying, those boots are shoved in my filthy car right now hehe). However I feel it's not the perfect 2011 Halloween costume. I only get to dress like a fool once a year. My costume will have to speak to me Hehe. I'm even giving up working on Saturday (yeah right, I'm still going in from 7-3 but I did give up a catering opportunity.) just so I can let loose at the halloween party held by one of Honey's friends.

Got any good ideas for costumes, cheap and easy but dont combine the two, I don't want cheesy!

Or you can just leave me a comment telling me what you're going to be :)

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The real diva bee, please stand up.

You see, originally I wanted my URL to be divabee.blogspot.com however, it was taken. After having THEdivabee.blogspot.com for going on two years now, it has just now hit me hey! Let's go see who snatched the name up, only to find out they have written all of one blog post, and I thought I was bad? If you've read this blog for any time at all then you know I work for my dad at his restaurant and doing catering. Our specialty? Barbecue. Now I present to you, the one and only post ever made by "diva bee".

please..compare me to a pork product.
I am a waitress.
Now, Im sure many have had the.."opportunity" to serve others, however, if you haven't.
I envy the shit out of you.

The simple task of making small, polite conversation with strangers gets harder and harder with every single step that I take in my ugly, faux Converse, non-slip shoes!

And on top of that, you want me to get their drinks and take their food order too!
man, you're killin me.

You see, some of you may be thinking, "ya know, there are worse things." But no..no, i assure you, there are not. I've seen the dark side of the world, and unfortunately, Im employed there.
I work at a BBQ pit, where there are too many managers (and micro managers), too much BBQ sauce (I mean, that shit's everywhere), and so much pork product that Im starting to think the building is edible..perhaps Im pork product now.

Now, don't get me wrong, the cash is fast and the work is pretty much easy--but talkin about BBQ with customers is not an ideal conversation topic because not only do I not care at all, whatsoever, but neither do they. Yet my boss walks the floor to make sure i draw catchy and witty pictures on a plate, with different sauces.
im encouraged to start conversations about ribs.
Honestly..no one gives a fuck.
If you came up to me and started talkin to be about pork ribs, I would look at you like you were an artard and then proceed to kick you. It's just the most appropriate response.
So i go to work everyday hoping no one will kick me.

But what's worse about the pit of hell??
It's exactly like HIGH SCHOOL. (Dun Dun Dun..)
yep. the same bitching, moaning, groaning, gossiping, hookups, scandals, sabotages..all for 5 tables, for 4 hours. Im the youngest employee there and have yet to fight with someone.
It's all the grown folks. It's stupid really.
But the juice, the drama, the gossip, it's bad man. There's bitches sleepin with GMs, people stealin BBQ, coke lines being snorted off the toliet paper dispenser in the men's bathroom, older guys wanting to get busy with little girls. What?
Right.

..hahaha, and the tipping?
should I get into that??
That's a whole 'nother blog.
but, it is 20% people.
Gaw.

I cannot help but to laugh at the irony of it all. Though my job is clearly nothing like this minus the sometimes it can be much like high school part... Oh and the snorting coke part....KIDDING! But the fact that she works in the barbecue business and sounds almost as big of a smart ass as me...definitely irony. Us divas must think very much alike.

Only I'm the real Diva Bee. ;)

you can find this post at www.divabee.blogspot.com though I'm pretty sure I'm not going to be hit with copyright bullshit considering this was posted in 2009. I'm showing I care.

And for those of you thinking "woohoo the diva made it back two days in a row!" yeah this shit was totally a scheduled post. Hehe.