No worries my dear friends. I have not stopped blogging. This week has been hectic as all get out. I'm so wore out I could fall asleep standing up, just saying. I've hardly had time to breathe, I couldn't even think about blogging! However my hard working week is now over and I'm officially on vacation. Therefore I'm going on a blogcation till next week when I get back from my trip and whatnot so be looking forward to a vacation recap post. Chances of it being filled with pictures of my sweet Honey and I are very likely. :)
Till next week, much love!
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Friday, May 27, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Work, sex, and family.
As I sit here and try to rack my brain for something exciting to post about, I find I have nothing impressive to write about at the moment. Therefore I'll give a weekend recap in hopes that I don't bore you too bad.
Friday Honey and I rode the Harley over to a friends house for a cook out. I was worn out from having a childlike meltdown earlier that day and was in no mood to be sociable and unfortunately I fear I may have come across snobby. Next time I'll make sure I liquor up so I can join in on conversations that mean nothing to me just so I can seem like I'm a halfway entertaining diva. It's kind of hard to be sociable when the only women there all have kids and are in a totally different social circle. Not to mention the fact that I'm 22 and they're all late 20s-40s.
Saturday I woke up looking hungover as hell even though not a drop was drank the previous night. (thanks to a boyfriend that kept me out late!) I worked 7am-12pm then came home and went to sleep till 7pm. Yeah, I get it...that's one hell of a nap. Shit I worked a 50hr week! When I woke from my slumber I got ready and went on a date with my Honey which I will later get into in another post- trust me, way too much rant for this one. I stayed at his house, which my parents are now aware of and are finally getting over it. Big shocker there!
Sunday Honey and I got up and went into work and prepared a catering. My sister was there as well preparing a pick up order for a local church so we kind of just hung out and talked. It was kind of nice spending some time with my sister. It doesn't happen as much anymore. We left there and went to Dover to eat at Nannies (Honey's grandmother), later catching up with his dad and heading to Hidden Creek on the Harley's to spend some time with his mom and enjoy a few beers.
By the time we got home we were both so worn out! We ate dinner and watched The Bounty Hunter with Jennifer Anniston and, my favorite, Gerard Butler. Boy would I love to jump on him like a cheetah in high tops!! Just saying. After all that I decided I was too tired to drive home so I stayed the night again at Honey's. We hadn't had sex in a week and by the end of the weekend, after staring at his sexy body for days straight...this little diva was ready to purr! Considering we were both tired I didn't expect much out of him. So while he watched the weather and the news I decided to take care of myself. Job completed, we cuddled up and went to sleep....or so I thought that was what we were going to do. We sleep naked so it was pretty easy access for him to surprise me. After making the bedroom boom for a while, off to sleep we went.
My weekend? Decent. I just wish it consisted of a little more relaxation. I'm still worn out.
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Friday Honey and I rode the Harley over to a friends house for a cook out. I was worn out from having a childlike meltdown earlier that day and was in no mood to be sociable and unfortunately I fear I may have come across snobby. Next time I'll make sure I liquor up so I can join in on conversations that mean nothing to me just so I can seem like I'm a halfway entertaining diva. It's kind of hard to be sociable when the only women there all have kids and are in a totally different social circle. Not to mention the fact that I'm 22 and they're all late 20s-40s.
Saturday I woke up looking hungover as hell even though not a drop was drank the previous night. (thanks to a boyfriend that kept me out late!) I worked 7am-12pm then came home and went to sleep till 7pm. Yeah, I get it...that's one hell of a nap. Shit I worked a 50hr week! When I woke from my slumber I got ready and went on a date with my Honey which I will later get into in another post- trust me, way too much rant for this one. I stayed at his house, which my parents are now aware of and are finally getting over it. Big shocker there!
Sunday Honey and I got up and went into work and prepared a catering. My sister was there as well preparing a pick up order for a local church so we kind of just hung out and talked. It was kind of nice spending some time with my sister. It doesn't happen as much anymore. We left there and went to Dover to eat at Nannies (Honey's grandmother), later catching up with his dad and heading to Hidden Creek on the Harley's to spend some time with his mom and enjoy a few beers.
By the time we got home we were both so worn out! We ate dinner and watched The Bounty Hunter with Jennifer Anniston and, my favorite, Gerard Butler. Boy would I love to jump on him like a cheetah in high tops!! Just saying. After all that I decided I was too tired to drive home so I stayed the night again at Honey's. We hadn't had sex in a week and by the end of the weekend, after staring at his sexy body for days straight...this little diva was ready to purr! Considering we were both tired I didn't expect much out of him. So while he watched the weather and the news I decided to take care of myself. Job completed, we cuddled up and went to sleep....or so I thought that was what we were going to do. We sleep naked so it was pretty easy access for him to surprise me. After making the bedroom boom for a while, off to sleep we went.
My weekend? Decent. I just wish it consisted of a little more relaxation. I'm still worn out.
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Friday, May 20, 2011
FUF: Letter to a coworker.
Now I could list a bunch of fawk you's today and ramble on about each individual one or I could post one huge post about the number one thing going on right now that I want to tell to fawk off. I'll go with the number one thing that has peeved me this week so that way it won't be a mile long post. I want to entertain you, not take half of your morning up. So without further adieu I'll give you a letter to my self absorbed coworker that I would actually consider giving and saying all of this to if I knew it would cause trouble with the big man....
Dear SAB (self-absorbed bitch),
Thank you so much for always being there for me as well as everyone else that works for you. Don't let your head get too big quite yet, I'm talking about being there to tell The Big Man every time any of us mess up the slightest bit, or possibly my favorite when you're there to make shit up in your head that we did just to give yourself some horns to hold up that golden halo you wear so proudly. Thank you so much for helping us tell our personal problems, if you will, that we expose to you in confidentiality. You really know how to draw the line for us, making us do less work, thanks for the extra hand. Thank you for telling The Big Man that I was being a bitch towards you. Just because I'm not stuck up your stretch marked ass anymore doesn't mean that I'm being a bitch to you. If you would actually call and get to the fucking point instead of dicking around maybe I wouldn't get so hasty. I could go on and on with thanking you for truly showing you self absorbed, ignorant, immature colors but I'll end with my favoritest thank you of all. Thank you for talking behind everyones back expecting it to not get back to us. How about for five minutes you get off The Big Man's nuts and grow a set of your own. Oh wait you're too big of a little bitch to do so. Thanks for making work so pleasant. Yours truly.
Now go through and change all the thank you's to fawk you's. Better yet go ahead and get dirty and say FUCK YOU.
If you consider my letter mean or bitchy, trust me what I said was extremely sweet and nice compared to how I and the rest of my employees actually feel.
I hope everyone has a fawking fabulous weekend. Mine? I'll be working. Let's just hope I don't have to do too much dealings with SAB.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Wee bit, yo.
Because I needed something to do while Honey cooked dinner.... obviously I'm extremely domestic.
{one} do you watch the history channel? if so, what’s your favorite program?
I hardly watch tv at all so I can't really answer this, especially since I dint think I could name one show on there lol.
{two} what is your favorite thing to do on a rainy day?
Sleep. But then again thats my favorite thing to do on any day hehe.
{three} what does your dream house look like?
Hmm...I havent really thought about it.
{four} what state were you born in?
Tennessee, the same I live in now. The dirty south: Born dirty, stay dirty. :P
{five} do you have a change jar? if so, what do you use it for when it gets full?
um normally I just grab a handful and throw it in my wallet and use it. I'm not very interesting today. Sorry. Lol
{six} what’s the first website you look at when you get on the computer?
my blog, duh.
{seven} what is your favorite breakfast?
Biscuit and gravy. Even though it makes me sleepy. Hehe
{eight} what’s the most memorable trip you’ve ever taken?
spring break 2009. Woah shit.
{nine} do you prefer your coffee black or with cream/milk/sugar?
In my case its more like I drink a little bit of coffee with my cream and sugar. But considering I'm on a diet, I'm not drinking it at all. Gasp!
{ten} have you ever done a professional photo shoot?
Uhh I guess you could call it that. My high school sweethearts mom was a pro-photographer and she took several for me. Actually a whole afternoons worth, but it is what it is.
{one} do you watch the history channel? if so, what’s your favorite program?
I hardly watch tv at all so I can't really answer this, especially since I dint think I could name one show on there lol.
{two} what is your favorite thing to do on a rainy day?
Sleep. But then again thats my favorite thing to do on any day hehe.
{three} what does your dream house look like?
Hmm...I havent really thought about it.
{four} what state were you born in?
Tennessee, the same I live in now. The dirty south: Born dirty, stay dirty. :P
{five} do you have a change jar? if so, what do you use it for when it gets full?
um normally I just grab a handful and throw it in my wallet and use it. I'm not very interesting today. Sorry. Lol
{six} what’s the first website you look at when you get on the computer?
my blog, duh.
{seven} what is your favorite breakfast?
Biscuit and gravy. Even though it makes me sleepy. Hehe
{eight} what’s the most memorable trip you’ve ever taken?
spring break 2009. Woah shit.
{nine} do you prefer your coffee black or with cream/milk/sugar?
In my case its more like I drink a little bit of coffee with my cream and sugar. But considering I'm on a diet, I'm not drinking it at all. Gasp!
{ten} have you ever done a professional photo shoot?
Uhh I guess you could call it that. My high school sweethearts mom was a pro-photographer and she took several for me. Actually a whole afternoons worth, but it is what it is.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Bringing sexy back.
So as I posted previously, vie been trying to lose weight. I've done pretty good being that I'm 15lbs down. However, a Memorial Day weekend canoe trip is coming up and even though I'm excited as all get out to have a vacation, I'm not so thrilled about wearing a bikini. Though Honey reassures me that I look "great", I'm still not comfortable in my skin yet. I still want to lose about 30lbs or more.
I don't want to look like this while canoeing. Not fucking cute at all. Though I'm no where close to being her size, I feel like I still have rolls where they're not suppose to be. Granted, I am fully aware that for my 5'3" frame God has gifted me with thick thighs and a large ass. Honey loves it, much like most men, so I'm not so worried about that. But I am worried about the love handles that still linger right about that ass and the beer belly that's chilling as well.
I could, however, totally go for a bod like this. ha, in my dreams. So unrealistic. Maybe with some lipo though... Whatever I have a week and a half before the trip, theres no way its gonna happen. So here I am still putting off buying a swimsuit because none of my others fit, yet I still don't want to face my fluff in the dressing room mirror.
In all honesty, unless Honey's on top of me and humping, I don't even like being naked in front of him nor even in panties and bra. How the fuck am I suppose to get in front of a bunch of the guys he works with in a bikini and be confident and hot? I have lingerie yet rarely use it because let's be super honest here, fat girls in skimpy lace and silk isn't as sexy as what he sees in his Playboy's and Maxim's. But that's a story of it's own. Maybe I'll be like Justin Timberlake, but with a vag of course, and bring sexy back. In a larger form, that is.
both images found via google
I don't want to look like this while canoeing. Not fucking cute at all. Though I'm no where close to being her size, I feel like I still have rolls where they're not suppose to be. Granted, I am fully aware that for my 5'3" frame God has gifted me with thick thighs and a large ass. Honey loves it, much like most men, so I'm not so worried about that. But I am worried about the love handles that still linger right about that ass and the beer belly that's chilling as well.
I could, however, totally go for a bod like this. ha, in my dreams. So unrealistic. Maybe with some lipo though... Whatever I have a week and a half before the trip, theres no way its gonna happen. So here I am still putting off buying a swimsuit because none of my others fit, yet I still don't want to face my fluff in the dressing room mirror.
In all honesty, unless Honey's on top of me and humping, I don't even like being naked in front of him nor even in panties and bra. How the fuck am I suppose to get in front of a bunch of the guys he works with in a bikini and be confident and hot? I have lingerie yet rarely use it because let's be super honest here, fat girls in skimpy lace and silk isn't as sexy as what he sees in his Playboy's and Maxim's. But that's a story of it's own. Maybe I'll be like Justin Timberlake, but with a vag of course, and bring sexy back. In a larger form, that is.
both images found via google
FMBT v.2 & ABCs
I'm participating again in FMBT. If you're interested in finding some new good reads, as far as blogs go, I suggest you participate. Last week I came across several new blogs that definitely caught my interest and apparently mine peaked other because I gained 8 new followers. So in case you want to just whore your blog out, participating would be in your best interest...just saying!
Furthermore I've decided to do the ABCs of me in this post as well for those who do stop by. Enjoy :)
A. Age: 22
B. Bed size: Full. I plan on upgrading once I have my own place, of course.
C. Chore you dislike: Emptying the dishwasher.
D. Dogs: 2- Bootie and Finley. And for those of you who weren't around for the intro to my pups lemme explain how Bootie got his name. So we bought him and couldn't think of a name. We tried everything, nothing stuck. Well brilliantly enough, Destiny's Child came out with "Bootylicious" so we just kept telling him he was Bootylicious and it end up sticking, later being shortened to Bootie. Trust me, it fits him.
E. Essential start to your day: I go pee every morning routinely, even if I don't need to. But maybe that was tmi. I also start my day with taking OEP and accompanied with a cigarette and slim fast.
F. Favorite color: Green
G. Gold or silver: depends on what I'm wearing of course.
H. Height: 5 foot, 3 inches Shawtttyyyy!
I. Instruments you play(ed): I attempted the guitar once, now vie realized that I'm becoming a pro burper. Yes, I'm very ladylike.
J. Job title: Manager. Some say I'm a pretty big deal.
K. Kids: my boyfriend. Oh wait I mean...
L. Live: in the dirty south. Also referred to as Tennessee.
M. Mom’s name: Queen Bee. Mitzi. Whatever you prefer.
N. Nicknames: Haley Bug. Or in Honey's case honey suckle, baby, sweet heart...you get the drift.
O. Overnight hospital stays: As company. Never myself.
P. Pet peeves: Wet grass. Greasy hair. Bad drivers. What up road rage.
Q. Quote from a movie: Do I really have to get on imbd right now?
R. Righty or lefty: righty, yo.
S. Siblings: One. A sister. She goes by ashley.
T. Time you wake up: My alarm clock goes off at 5:30 but I prolly roll outta bed at like 6:30, 6:05 on a good day. :)
U. Underwear: Depends on the mood I'm in. I hate VS cheekies though, they always end up wanting to be a thong due to my large ass.
V. Vegetables you dont’ like: unfortunately the better question would be which one DO I like. Hmph, fatty.
W. What makes you run late: queen of procrastination right hurrr.
X. X-rays you’ve had: When I got in a car wreck and when I went to the chiro.
Y. Yummy food you make: Meatloaf, chili, anything that includes hamburger meat I've got it.
Z. Zoo animal favorites: Giraffe. I could watch them forever however the monkeys amuse me too.
Hope you enjoyed, now hop over to see Boobies!
Monday, May 16, 2011
Crash
Ever since blogger had it's crashing moment I feel like I'm turned off by blogging. There were so many posts I had planned to do and now I don't even know which one to begin with. Maybe it also has to do with the fact that I'm feeling slightly overwhelmed. But nonetheless here's a list of upcoming posts I'm planning to do:
Award ceremony, if you will, I'll be giving away an award that was recently given to me.
My comic book boyfriend.
Blogger Superlatives
Introduction to SGS: Support Group Sunday, stick around it's not for alcoholics.
ABCs of me
And im sure there's more that I'm not thinking of right now.
Maybe one day I'll have enough time to type them out and make them scheduled. Or better, maybe tomorrow I'll feel like posting something worthy reading.
This blogger crash has really thrown me off track. Anyone feel me?
Ps. I'm beginning to think captcha or whatever its called when you type a weird word in in order to post a comment, is trying to tell me something. My last two were the words anerdd (a nerd?!) and schwaga (swagger?). So I'm guessing I'm a nerd with swagger. Word.
Award ceremony, if you will, I'll be giving away an award that was recently given to me.
My comic book boyfriend.
Blogger Superlatives
Introduction to SGS: Support Group Sunday, stick around it's not for alcoholics.
ABCs of me
And im sure there's more that I'm not thinking of right now.
Maybe one day I'll have enough time to type them out and make them scheduled. Or better, maybe tomorrow I'll feel like posting something worthy reading.
This blogger crash has really thrown me off track. Anyone feel me?
Ps. I'm beginning to think captcha or whatever its called when you type a weird word in in order to post a comment, is trying to tell me something. My last two were the words anerdd (a nerd?!) and schwaga (swagger?). So I'm guessing I'm a nerd with swagger. Word.
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