It's Bullshit... and Love.

Weekend in Nashville! I fell so hard Denver I had almost forgotten that/why I loved Nashville so much. It's so hard being in love with two cities, but Nashville has such a deep place in my heart, maybe it's because I have this group of girls who all vow we will be living there (together) in five years. Anyways, what a great weekend, despite the rain. We celebrated Kacy's Graduation and Cinco De Mayo all weekend... so it was 100% drinks, food, and getting a chance to hang out with my girlfriends (and that cute boy up there: Kacy's Fiance).

There's so much that's about to change with my group of girlfriends. We've been pretty much inseparable for two years and in the next year we will all be living in different places, scattered throughout the world, yes... world. I am trying so hard to get in my time and really be there, talk to them, and just be aware of our friendship. I love our relationship so much, each of my girlfriends is such a different person, but somehow it makes us so much more compatible. We've all become great friends, we know each others moms, we travel together, have seen each other use the bathroom too many times, pick each other up when we've done something stupid/end up somewhere stupid, and eat off each others plates.

I vow this... to always love these girls, no matter how far away they are, because that's what you do... you love people through the shit, distance, and dumb choices, even when it's hard. That's what a relationship is, it's bullshit, and love.

Merry Holidays from Milly.

Dress: (4? yr)Old Target collection// Boots: Frye// Milly is wearing a sweater from PetSmart

I haven't had much time to post lately, but this year was Milly first Christmas! She slept a lot and wore a sweater. Oh, did I mention she ran away?! Yeah, what an adventure... right? ugh. I let Milly in the backyard for about an hour in the mornings to run around and play, what do I find when I go to retrieve her before I leave for extended family Christmas? She's gone. I run around the neighborhood in heels and full makeup for almost an hour before this sweet girl tells me she found a small Yorkie. BOOM MY DOG. Le sigh... I had to get mad for a second then I was just happy she wasn't gone. That was definitely scary to think about her being out on her own, she's so small and dumb (in most cases) and I know she'd try an make friends with a wolf or something. 

BUSY. But, alive.

Spent New Years in Orlando. 

Rode my first roller coaster! 

Experienced La Nouba! 

Drank around the world at Epcot.

Decided I wanted to kiss and hold hands with someone.

Bella Boots: This is Embarrassing

So remember when Twilight came out and you all went and saw it and I was like "that's dumb, no I won't go"? Ok, that's a lie and I saw Twilight, I liked it, and I was like I need those Bella Boots. They were Sorels, but Bella Boots sound more ridiculous... so anyways, now that I'm more a loser than before you read this, it's officially cold outside and I got to wear my ~Bella Boots~. First I had to find them and somehow that hiding spot was the attic? Why does it seem like my shoes just end up in very odd places. This isn't the first time; there was the time I found my shoe in the pantry.

Tank: Hollister// Sweater: Gap// Leggings: F21// Socks: Target// Necklace: Urban// Boots: Bella

Day after Christmas was day of seafood; oysters were had by all, and to all a good night. 

As per normal holiday tradition, tonight I will go to the bar with a few of my favorites and complain about all the tinsel that's still up! SOMEONE BURN IT.

Hope everyone is having an amazing day!

Time to Wine

It's Monday, it's December, it's 72 degrees outside and I got 10 hours of sleep last night. EAT IT.

Seriously though, it's shaping up to be a sweaty Christmas, between the weather and the festivities. This is my first Christmas with a divorced household. It's been an adjustment, tbh. Thanksgiving was fine, because the times were scattered, but Christmas is shaping up to be a long day of possibly disappointing people. I'm already stressed, but I will survive. Speaking of stress, there's been a ton lately! I'll get more into it later when I can, but my dentist told me I was clinching my teeth. That's the worst, no wonder I've had reoccuring headaches and my teeth feel pressure when I wake up. Time to buy a night time mouth guard and really sex up my nightly routine. A girl in a night guard? Tell me you don't want to jump my bones just thinking about it.

Shirt: Target// Skirt: F21// Shoes: Guess [brand]

Friday night I went with a friend to his company holiday party. I drank a little too much white wine and danced a little too much. Just found out there's a video too; should be hil-ar-ious. I am one of those people who love white wine and by white wine I mean all of it. I feel like the older I get the more interested I am in wine over beer... Ok, I lied a bit with that, because I love beer. Anyways... on to things that matter, like Rich Cats of Instagram. 

oh! I also bought a bike. My old bike got lost in the shuffle of my previous move. I'm picking'er up today during lunch. Excited to finally get to back into biking, it's one of my favorite forms of exercise. Everyone, Meet Gloria.

[eBay]boots (I bought before my budget start, k guys?)

Sunday wearings

Scarf: H&M// Maroon Shirt: Old Navy// Cardigan: Target// Skirt: H&M// 

Boots: Gianni Bini (eBay)// Purse: Joes Jeans

Went on a date with an old friend, good food, pumpkin ales (yes i'm holding on).

Anyways, before that, Lorna and I went to our old stomping grounds [Hollister Co.] (and her new-again stomping grounds) to pick up some manager-wear for her new management position with the company. I, being on a budget, walked out of the mall empty handed and feel great about it. Here, here to willpower! I did eat Taco Bell this weekend. I never said i'd be cured in a mere week, k?

Also, I ate so much chocolate cake [so fast] on Thanksgiving I literally gagged and almost barfed. 

No regrets.

Deck the Garland, Holly Christmas Santa, St. Christmas....

yes, that's my 8 year old cousin doing a faux keg stand

Let me preface this post with, I love my blog because I can just talk about things I hate...

Anyways, It's about to happen. It's already happening actually. Christmas. Don't get me wrong I like holidays and Christmas counts, but MY GOD why do we have to gaudy it up? Tinsel is being eaten by cats everywhere, I'm about to hate the entire city/country/world, and I'm not going to be able to get mall sushi because people are out pretending to buy presents, whilst reality kicks in and they realize they are just buying everything for themselves (I support this). Here's a list of things that annoy me right now until December 26th.

1.) Garland. I hate garland so much.

2.) Christmas Music. Ok, I don't hate all Christmas music, because Mariah Carey got it right with "All I Want for Christmas is You," and we can all collectively agree it's the only Christmas song we really, truly enjoy...well, that and Dan Fogelberg, "Auld Lang Syne."

But the others: NO. No one likes hearing the punk rock Deck the Halls or Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.

3.) THE MALLS. THE EVERYTHING. GOD, BEST BUY. Everywhere you go you are greeted, not only, by red and green (which completely screwed up being able to associate those colors with anything else, other than Christmas), but you also have to deal with the worst thing to deal with, ever: People. Tons and tons of people. They are buying everything and running into you while they're checking their iPhones. Their husbands are taking up all the massage chairs and their kids are eating all the yellow gumballs out of the gum machine.

4.) Seeing everyone you went to school with. If you are like me and still live in your hometown (wah, wah, wah), you know that everyone leaves. But then they come back for the holidays and you see them everywhere: at the gym, at the mall (hell), at a Christmas party after you've been drinking too much eggnog- sloppy.

5.) The snow. I'm from Alabama, so it's rare, but when it happens we go apeshit crazy. Things shut down and I'm stuck in a house with family, eating old turkey. I love playing in the snow, I don't love being from a place where snow means we are not allowed to live our lives. I wanna throw snow at people, THEN I WANT TO GO TO SONIC AND GET A CORNDOG.

6.) People don't know how to keep the anticipation of Christmas going. They start putting up their Christmas gear way too early, when did Nov. 26th turn to the day everything should be lit and covered in fake snow?

.....my future offspring are going to hate me.

Giving Thanks, Dammit!

Thanksgiving, this is one time of the year I absolutely love; I honestly love eating food so much, and the fact is, I hate cooking, so when other volunteer their services to cook for me, I'm overjoyed. I just pack up my shit (which is nothing food related) and head to grandmas house and eat all the food and watch NASCAR with my uncle as he drinks himself to another place, a place I will join this year, because I'm an adult (!!!!) and everyone in my family has a Facebook and knows I recently danced on a stage in a bar, we just accept our alcoholics and move on in this family.

Yep, this is like Easter, and I'm still egg hunting, y'all! I'm 25 years old and have never made a dish to bring to Thanksgiving. I had a feeling this was about to change; this year my family has suggested I bring a dish. And I thought they loved me. I don't even want to go to Thanksgiving now, eating all the glorious food is, in a way, not even worth the effort I'd have to put towards making a stupid dish or gravy. That's right, I'm being a spoiled, food-eating, non-dish-making brat right now and I can't say it's my proudest moment. I'd rather order pizza, but they are closed. I could just forget the food or say I burnt it and come in all red faced from crying, I could just move away and never look back. This is young adult abuse.

I feel like there are unwritten rules for Thanksgiving. First, I should always have food or a drink in my hand, just a given, really. Next, If I don't bear children, I shouldn't have to cook a damn thing, ever. I mean, how am I suppose to cook when I don't have kids to carry the stuff to the car? Seems like a lot of work for a single person, yanno? On top of that, I'm not even bringing a date to Thanksgiving? So, why should I bring food? It's just me eating, I EAT CORN, A HANDFUL OF CORN. Another thing? I don't know how to cook. I mean this should just be the biggest red flag, you know the family members that wait on this junk, the ones that volunteer to stay up until odd hours in the night and cook ten dishes. Then there's Amber, you know the niece that eats Taco Bell three days a week? Not exactly recording shows on The Food Network, I don't even own a DVR or a recipe book or a mixer, I literally only know how to work a coffee maker and that is a feat at 6 A.M.; DID I MENTION I'M POOR? I'm poor, because I have been buying myself all the things: scarves, sweaters, watches, gourmet coffee; I feel like everything costs more in the winter because it's all made of thick fabrics and knit and junk. This all boils down to one thing: [not so secret] Single Behavior.

Also, if I am boozing it up with Uncle Duck, how am I suppose to clean my dish before I take it home (lets get real, I don't even have a fancy bowl to put anything in anyways)? Uncle and I don't even get along, this is the one time we interact throughout the year, LET ME WATCH NASCAR WITH MY DRUNK UNC IN PEACE. Family should just spend this time talking about me in the opposite room, asking my mom about my love life, as she cries saying "she's never gonna give me gramm babbies," not calling me to suggest dishes I should bring to Thanksgiving. This is unforgivable.

Last day of October...means:

Did you guys know that today is actually Halloween? Right? I was pretty much convinced it was Saturday.

Anyways, the little kiddies come trick or treat at the Uni that I work for so I decided to mix my awesome dress that I posted about last week with a little Halloween. It was like a half-ass costume, yet... not. Perfect.

Even sported the whiskers, as all true Leopards should. 

Anyhow... Happy (October 31st) Halloween!

Pictures, Halloween weekend, Cloud Atlas.

Happy (early/adult/weekend) Halloween! 

My girlfriends and I went out Saturday for Halloween, and if you're having trouble understanding my costume, please refer to this video and rewatch WW:

                                             

here's some fun shots of Saturday

Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter

School girl and Batwoman: always BABES!

 

So, after an okkkkk Halloween (mostly due to wearing a beard) and lazy Sunday with Lorna was much needed. It's become a slight tradition for Lorna and I to use our Sunday for good food and dog walks in the park. This week the high was ~50F, so the most exciting part was getting back to the car to turn on the heat! or maybe the hot wings, ha.

 So, FRIDAY! You guys. My friend Logan and I (photo for reference, because who doesn't love looking at cool/cute dudes that are fluent in German? amiright?):

Please excuse my friend Tyler creepin' like usual back there

saw Cloud Atlas! I cannot tell you a single thing. I mean I think I got it... but I didn't get enough. I'm obviously about to spend too much money watching it several times. First, I will say it's amazing. Then I will say there's so much to take in during the 3 hours you're watching this movie that you cannot even speak to the person you're with. Literally Logan and I did not speak for 3 hours. Afterwards we both just couldn't get over what just happened. We tried to make sense of it all, but kept figuring out new things as we'd talk, things like "That's the same person as before!", "that's the statue!" etc. Personally, I still feel very out of the loop... I'm probably going to go see it alone this week at some point so I can focus on little things rather than the general movie. Sorry. I have so many feelings about this film. Also, Halle Berry is PERFECT. I can't take it. Honestly, how is she real?

So now that's i've had a post full of babes and gave you the best review of Cloud Atlas ever... hope your Monday is great. I'm going to audit some files and keep thinking about Halle Berry's face. Le sigh!