Merry Christmas 2014

Merry Christmas, everybody! I hope you are all having a wonderful morning filled with love and laughter!

This Christmas I am reminded of how blessed I am. I'm surrounded by people I love and we are eating such delicious food! It truly is great having a day relaxing with my family and getting to spend some quality time with them.

My family is pretty big on traditions. Since before I can remember, we have done the same thing every Thanksgiving and Christmas. Thanksgiving is spent with my mom's side of the family and Christmas is spent with my dad's. Every Christmas morning, my family wakes up early and all gather in my parents room. My sister and I descend the stairs together so that we can both experience the surprise of all the presents. We sit in the same seats every year around the tree and we always start with the stockings. Stockings consist of makeup, candy and jewelry. We then go around the room exchanging gifts to each other. We sit in anticipation for each gift because each one is always so thought out. There's usually cheering as someone opens an especially exciting gift! 

After all the gifts are open, we put on a fashion show of everything we got. There's lots of Ooooing and Ahhhing. We eat breakfast and get ready for the day. We head to my Grandma Kitt's house for Christmas part 2! The present pile at her house is absolutely massive! We open presents here and spend the day relaxing with family and end the day with a feast!

I love Christmas. I love our traditions. I love my family.

This year's Christmas is a little different for us. 

It is the first Christmas since we lost my grandma. It has almost been a year since she passed. I still miss her just as much as I did then. I miss her everyday but especially today. There is a hole in our Christmas without her. I miss her laugh and her smile as we would open presents from her. I miss her stubbornness when we would try to get her to sit down and stop working in the kitchen. I miss her hugs. I miss her stories. I miss her influence in my life. 

Christmas is different this year without her. Our traditions are all thrown out the window. This family is going to have to find new traditions. I pray our new normal is as good as our old normal. 

As for today, I'm going to love on my family and be thankful for everything I have! I'm also going to wear a super cute outfit I know Grandma Kitt would be proud of.

God Bless you all! Merry Christmas!

(Photos from tumblr.com)

Bachelorette Party at it's Finest

I really thought that over break I would be able to post twice a week on here, but with the wedding almost three weeks away and Christmas next week, I am just as busy as ever. Instead of school, my days consist of wedding tasks, Christmas shopping and keeping an eye on Josey, who seems to have lost her mind lately. The one thing that is really a blessing is that I am catching up on sleep! It isn't until you start to sleep really well that your body finally shows you the damage that was being done before. 

Speaking of no sleep, last weekend was my Bachelorette Party! According to my sister, "what happens at the Bachelorette Party stays at the Bachelorette Party", but I will share a little. =)

The party started off a little fuzzy...

Becky was my ride to the beach house in Bethany and she had asked me earlier if it would be ok if we made a pit-stop to watch her little sister sing a solo in her school's Christmas program. Of course! Her little sister is adorable and I knew the party didn't really start until the next morning. 

We were at the program for about an hour and to be honest I was getting a little antsy. I was excited for my party, duh! Her sister was up next. Becky, her family and I waited in anticipation for her sister to come out. The song begins, her sister sings two lines and then walks off stage. We look at each other. Maybe she has more lines later? Nope. That was it! I don't think Becky's ever going to live that one down. It was hilarious! Making the bride late for her party for a solo that was maybe 4 seconds long! How dare she!?

We spent most of Saturday shopping at the outlets in Rehobeth. For dinner, we went to a restaurant called, "Irish Eyes". Coincidentally, I had been there before. It is an Irish Pub with live music and the best food you could ever find. Our table sat in silence as we enjoyed our food. It was that good. I saved half of my Reuben sandwich for Johnathan but ended up eating it myself. I'm not sorry either.

My bridesmaid's are really incredible. I feel like you always hear horror stories about bridesmaid's gone bad but my girls are top notch. They all took such great care of me and made sure everything went smoothly. Being a person who needs to have control, I was confident that everything was being taken care of while I just relaxed. 

It was such a great way to end the semester and to spend some time with my closest friends. You really know someone loves you when they agree to be a bridesmaid because it sure isn't a walk in the park! 

Thank you so much to these wonderful women! And a huge huge huge thanks to my Maid of Honor and my sister for planning this whole thing!

What Is My Crazy Life?

At this point, twelve hours a night has become the requirement for me to function normally throughout the day. Of course, this isn't exactly possible, resulting in me not functioning even close to normal. 

It's been a crazy week.

I'd first like to tell you why my family is the worst. They all decided to come into this world really close to Christmas. My mom has a birthday in October, my dad and fiance have birthdays in December, and my sister has a birthday in January. I believe they are all conspiring together to see how close to broke they can get me. And every year...they succeed.  

Last Friday was Johnathan's birthday. I planned a tiny, tiny party that consisted of beer tasting and a baked potato bar (basically I was trying to accumulate wife points early). This was my first time hosting anything and the perfectionist in me was FREAKING out! I was putting a lot of pressure on myself to 1. throw the perfect party 2. make Johnathan proud and 3. make sure he knew how much I loved him. I managed to chill myself out enough to really enjoy the party and I was really satisfied with how it went. I think Johnathan had a pretty banging birthday!

I learned that hosting is a very rewarding activity. I'm almost hoping that this is what God can use me for as a service to Him. Key word is "almost". Guys, I was exhausted. Being an introvert, it took every ounce of my energy to throw this party. By the end, I had nothing left. I was so happy and fulfilled the next day but I could not get myself off the couch. I will have to find a balance because the satisfaction of serving people in my home felt good and felt right.

The next day, John and I went to my friend's wedding which was magical and wonderful and I was an emotional mess. I think weddings become a lot more real when you are about to have one yourself =) My friends stood up in front of everyone and took a vow to love each other forever. That's amazing!

This leads to the fact that we are a month away from our wedding!!! I think I may write a post about the whole engagement process because there is so much to be said about the journey that it is. We are also two days away from being engaged for a year! 

There's other crazy things that happened this week; my dog destroying the apartment, finals, and the Victoria Secret Fashion Show (haha just kidding!).  

All in all, I think this has been a pretty good week. Though I wouldn't mind a more relaxed one in the future...

Bring Chivalry Back

The saying today is that "chivalry is dead". Unfortunately, I'd have to agree...mostly. This breed of men is on the verge of extinction but they are still out there!

Early this morning, I walked out to my car to defrost the windows. I'm a bit petty when it comes to the cold so I sit huddled in the car until the heat does it's thing. Next to me was a man scraping the ice off of his car. When he was done, he came over to my window and asked if I'd like him to clear my windshield. I thanked him profusely and we went about our days. But that small act of kindness stuck with me and I've continued to think about how rare that is today. 

I'm extremely blessed to be marrying a man who is as chivalrous as it comes. He holds my door, he carries my bags, he protects me and makes me feel secure. His parents raised him right and I am eternally grateful for that. 

It is troubling that these values aren't taught or even encourages as of late and there are many factors that go into that. But being a woman of God and knowing what His plan is for us all, I know how truly important these actions are. 

If God blesses Johnathan and I with a son, I want to teach him to be like his father. I want him to respect women enough to see the importance of taking care of them. I want him to do the little things, like holding doors and walking them to their cars. I want to teach our son to treat women the way God intended them to be treated. Yes, women are just as able as men are at opening doors and carrying their bags but that's not the point. The point is to let the men protect you and serve you. 

If God blesses Johnathan and I with a daughter, I want her to allow and encourage the men in her life to treat her with respect. I want her to respect herself enough to let a man protect her and show her this kind of love. I don't want her to put a man down for holding her door because he is making her feel "weak" and "useless". That is not what this man means and he should be praised for going out of his way to help her. 

I thank the man that helped me this morning. He started my day off with a smile. 

(my photos are all from tumblr.com)

Thanksgiving 2014

Here comes my obligatory Thanksgiving post. The holidays are officially here and I don't know if I'm ready. I don't really have a choice do I? 

This year's holidays are weird for my family. It will be the first year without my grandma and a lot of my family members are traveling all around. There's also my wedding that is still being planned, my dad is turning the big 5-0 and my sister is turning 18. My family sticks to traditions pretty religiously but I think we can take these changes head on. Plus, it may just help us to focus on the meaning of each holiday.  

There's so much to be thankful for this Thanksgiving and really any day for that matter.

I'm thankful for:

* My family hanging out, preparing Thanksgiving dinner, and watching the parade

* My loving, hardworking fiance who sacrifices turkey and football when he goes to work on Thanksgiving

* My friends and family who are working their butts off to make our wedding run smoothly

* The fact that I don't have student loans weighing down on me

* Having only two more weeks of this semester

* Two adorable pups sleeping at my feet right now

* The smell of winter outside (not thankful for the cold though...just saying)

* Josey's wiggles in the morning

* Drinking coffee and staying in my PJ's until noon

* Apple pie and vanilla ice cream

I wish you all a cozy, warm, relaxing Thanksgiving. I pray we can all focus on those we love and unwind from the craziness of everyday life. Love on each other and don't think about how much you are eating...it's ok...no one's judging you.

Closure

You know the feeling of needing closure? Of course you do. Everyone has that moment. I've been having that feeling a lot lately. I want to get rid of all the baggage (or at least have control over it) before I marry Johnathan. I know, I know, that's not exactly realistic, but I still want to try!

There are certain things in my past that have affected and changed me. Nothing horrific! But still things that I'd like to confront and officially close. There were certain friendships that were extremely toxic to me (and that's as specific as I'm going to get). I've considered writing letters to these people, but then realized that's more effort on my part and to be frank, they really aren't worth it. But I'm still left feeling like that period isn't over for me. 

Are these past friendships hindering the ones I am making today? I believe they are. Because of them I am slow to trust and quick to self-blame. That's not fair. Your friends should not make you feel worthless, but mine did. 

I don't want this lack of self-confidence to take away from my relationship with my soon-to-be husband or the friends I have that actually love me. It takes a long time for me to fully let myself rest in the friendship and allow myself to believe that the fondness goes both ways. 

Your friends should stand up for you.

Your friends should make the effort to see you.

Your friends should include you.

Your friends should care about how you are doing. 

Your friends should build you up.

Your friends should check up on you.

Your friends should encourage you.

Your friends should appreciate you.

Your friends should love you.

Mine didn't. 

Because of this, I am eternally grateful that God put the friends that I have now in my life. Thank you for standing up for me. Thank you for making the effort to see me. Thank you for including me. Thank you for caring about how I am. Thank you for building me up from the bottom where I was. Thank you for checking on me constantly. Thank you for encouraging me every day. Thank you for appreciating me. Thank you for loving me. Each day I work towards loving each and every one of you better because I never want you to feel anything less than adored.

The Happenings

This past week has been insane. I feel like I say this in every post. But I'm serious! This time it was really insane. I find myself exhausted from the whirlwind of emotions. 

I guess the best place to start is at the beginning. 

Last Monday I was having a rough day. I honestly don't remember the details but I think it  consisted of too much school and a melting brain. You feel me? So as I pulled into my apartment complex I couldn't get myself to go in and start being productive. Off to our local humane society I went! 

Earlier that morning, I had heard on the radio that they had a German Shepherd there and I was dying to see her. Her name was Josey and her previous owners had left her tied up in their yard since she was a puppy. For that I must say, Karma's coming for them.

When I saw her I knew she was special. Johnathan and I knew we had to have her! 

Getting her was the tough part. There was a long, drawn out fight with the landlord and Karma's coming for them too. But finally! on Thursday morning we got to go pick up our pup (she's actually 5, not so much a pup).

 She's rotten in the most adorable ways. Right now, she is sleeping on top of a nerf explosion she created. We love her!

Next on the insanity list is my BRIDAL SHOWER! Me! I had a Bridal Shower! None of this seems real.

It was wonderful. It was fun. It was everything I could have wished for. I got to see almost everyone that I love in one day! Everyone put so much work into making that day special for me and it was absolutely perfect. There wasn't one thing that I would have changed! ...Well actually, I would have skipped on the gum balls...I paid for that for two days afterward...but who cares! Not me! Because my people rock!

There is so much for me to be thankful for. I've had a great week! Though to be honest when I say that it was insane that was including the not so wonderful things that have happened as well. I know I don't want this blog to be somewhere that I complain, but I do want it to be real. I'm human and things get to me. School was too much this week. Josey is in the process of being trained and I need more energy in order for that to happen. I haven't spent time with John in at least two weeks. I'm getting to the point of grumpy monster rapidly and it isn't looking good for those who cross my path. I will get through this season but it won't be pretty!

Thank you all for reading! It encourages me every day! Blog day is my favorite day =)

Interview With The Roomie: Part Two

You guys thought I forgot, didn't you! There were riots around the world last week when Becky's interview wasn't there. There was mass confusion; wait, doesn't she have two roommates? I did not forget! This is my world and I make the rules. 

So to keep my people happy, I will not make you wait any longer. Here is Beckster!

Becky and I have been roommates for two years. We really hit it off when we found out that we were both in the exercise field. She's a busy bee and definitely keeps Kendra and I on our toes. She's always dragging us introverts out into the scary world. We love and hate her for it.

This is Becky with her little sister. The cuteness is too much to handle.

1. Ok, first off how old are you? 

20

2. What’s your major?

Physical Education (she said it all fancy-like. As if we don't just call it "gym")

3. What do you do for fun?

I run, I do sports, I hang out with friends and I do crafts. I shop! (We don't get full sentences from P.E. majors. JUST KIDDING BECKS! I LOVE YOU)

4. When I say school what do you think?

Failing. Dumb. Hard. Oh, I got an A on my quiz today! (Becks, you da bomb!)

5.What’s your favorite day of the year?

Thanksgiving. There's lots of food, you just eat all day! It's based around family time. I like that it is a holiday about quality time and not just about gifts.

6.What was the last picture you took on your phone?

I screen shot a picture of that cat thing...

I'm not even going to explain this one. I'm just gonna let her suffer =)

7.What did you want to be when you were a kid?

Forensic meteorologist. When you were a kid?! Oh true. It changed a lot. I wanted to be a firefighter or really anything that had to do with emergency care. But then I realized I hated needles...home girl can’t deal with that. 

8.What is your motto in life?

I have two:

C’s get degrees! And there are no rules! Well...two rules: the couches can’t come into my room and Kendra can’t scream in the kitchen. (I had to make these two very important rules to keep peace in our apartment. I run a tight ship)

9.What is your favorite curse word?

Butthole...Mother trucker. (the first two words to come out of her mouth) This is inappropriate. People are going to read this!! I guess the S word. Like when people say awwwwwww s^&t. Or when old people say damn it. It just slips out and it's hilarious!

That's my Beckster! Now you know who I live with. It's a pretty hard life. 

I had a lot of fun with this! I hope you all enjoyed it as well. See you next week!

Guest Post: My Mama Bear (AKA Dawnie)

Hey guys it's Jessie here! For a couple weeks now, I've been begging my mom to guess post on my blog and she has finally given in to my demands. My mom and I are best friends and I am so blessed by her every day. As you will see, she is a pretty awesome writer and she's basically showing me up...but I don't care because I LOVE it! So enough of me, I'd like to introduce my Mama Bear!

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Jessica has always asked lots of questions.  I have always had a love/hate thing going with that trait of hers.  But she is like a pit bull and will not let go until you give her an answer – and it can’t be a fluff answer, it has to be a real answer, or she won’t let go.

Right now my most favorite thing is doing anything mindless, playing mahjong on the computer, reading young adult books (so I don’t have to sift through too much junk), or half watching whatever is on the tv - anything to give my thoughts a rest from the stress of a new job, planning a wedding, college shopping and whatever else in currently on my plate. 

Jessica is taking a child development class, so I get the following texts, “Was I hard to potty train?”, “Did I have a lot of friends as a little kid or more by myself?”, “I wasn’t a big temper tantrum kid, right?” and my favorite, “So what did I do that was weird?”  This is where the hate part comes in - I would prefer to mindlessly play candy crush, but instead I have to think.  Here is where the love part comes in…

When I want to retreat in, Jessica constantly pulls me back out.  I would rather plan her wedding without thinking about our relationship.  Don’t get me wrong, I want it to be the most spectacular day for her and Johnathan, but it would be easier to think of it as just another event than for me to really stop and think about my baby being a grown woman.  Her texts made me remember when she belonged to just me and her dad.   I can’t speak for her dad, though I am sure he shares my feelings. 

She was not hard to potty train – two days is all it took - her prize – 3 m&ms.  Thus her love for chocolate began. Jessica could occupy herself for a long time.  She loved sitting at her little table and writing, coloring, reading or doing puzzles.  Yet, when she was with other children, she would play with anyone – a bit on the bossy side.  I would not say she had a lot of friends, but Jessica was a very loyal friend.  She gave everything of herself and she still has that same way of approaching friendships.  Jessica did not have temper tantrums.  She was a very compliant child – so when she did get really mad it usually made us laugh.  (Sorry J – but you know we did laugh). What did she do weird? She would talk until she lost her voice – not once, not twice, but all the time, throughout the years…  She still plops herself down, usually on top of me, and says, “Come on mom, tell me something.” and wants to talk.  I couldn’t wait until I picked her up from school every day because she would literally talk the entire ride home.  I often reminded her to take a breath.

I have so many moments that I love to bring to mind.  But I would be lying if I didn’t admit to it bothering me that when I see her sitting in the rocking chair in our family room, her feet touch the floor, and I want desperately for her feet to dangle again.  I handled it fairly well, when she was 14 and I had to start sharing her with Johnathan.   But in 2 months, that all changes, I will no longer share her with Johnathan.  Johnathan is going to have to start sharing her with me.  

Interview With the Roomie

Hello to my favorite people! 

Today is a cold, dreary day here in Salisbury but I am in a good mood! I'm in a good mood because it's blogging day!

I've decided that it is time for you all to meet the people I live with. This will be split up into two posts to leave you all in suspense. I'm forcing you all to come back and read. I rule the world. 

Today you will be meeting my roomie, Kendra. 

Ain't she cute! 

Kendra and I have been living together for two years now and we have become very close friends. I love her to pieces! And you will too, I promise.

I interviewed Kendra while relaxing on her bed with her doing homework (she is always doing homework). 

1. Kendra, how old are you? (this questions is still appropriate because we are little babies)

20. 

2. What is your major?

Nursing.

3. What is your dream job? (the worst question to ask a college student. Sorry, not sorry)

                Oh no. Right now I want to work in the NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit). But that could always change. 

Why the NICU?

                    Because my cousin had a baby and he was really early, he was in the NICU.  Now he is perfectly fine and you can hardly tell that he was premature. I've also shadowed nurses there and it was pretty cool.

4. What's your favorite part about living with me? (Basically this interview is all about me. It's my blog, so there!)

 Oh nooooo! Nothing. Just kidding. There’s so many. Because you are crazy and you have so much energy and you come and roll around and attack people. You’re very entertaining. 

(just to be clear my attacks are all out of love)

5. What's your least favorite part about living with me?

* blank stare* My least favorite part about living with Jessie…you and Becky (other roommate) go to bed so early and I have nothing to do! Phew that was a good one. *Whispers* "good job Kendra".

6. What's your weirdest fear?

      My fear of windmills. Make sure they know it’s the big, big, white ones not the little toy ones. I’m not that crazy. I had a nightmare one time that I was about to get my head chopped off by the blades and people were laughing at me. 

7. What's a question you hope I don't ask you?

            I’m not answering because then you’re going to ask the question!! Ok fine, don't ask me how many TV shows I watch. It's a lot.

8. Who's your favorite roommate?

No.

9. What are the names and social security numbers of all your patients?

NOOOOOOO! No!

        There you go! Now you know all the deep dark secrets of one of my roommates. She is part of the glue that holds me together. I love you, Kendra! 

Thug Life

Moving forward from last week I knew I needed to get my act together. I started this blog for many reasons and I needed to put more effort into taking care of it. 

So I hit the internet! What better place to learn about blogging than its birth place =) 

The biggest thing for me was trying to figure out how others always found something interesting to write about. The one message that stuck out to me was to live my life to the fullest. If I'm living a fun, exciting life then how could I possibly run out of things to share here? I then realized I wasn't living a life that I would call fun (boo hiss). I was going through the motions; school, work, eat, school work, sleep. So the only thing I could write about would be what I eat on a daily basis (cereal) and what school work I'm working on (aerobic and anaerobic systems of the body). Riveting! I know!

With that said, I decided to make some changes. I needed to quit work and quit school!!! HA I'm just joking with you! But I did happen to get off of work this Wednesday and I took full advantage of it. The fiance took me shooting! Like a real gun with real bullets! 

After class, we headed to a friend's house where we could shoot and not bother anyone. I got to wear the super cool earmuff thingies..I couldn't hear a thing! 

This was only my second time shooting. The last time I went with my dad and he taught me how to shoot a rifle. This time, I got to learn the ways of a hand gun. Johnathan taught me all the basics: how to hold it, don't get your thumb in the way of anything, and don't shoot him. Ok, I think I got it...but I still made him go first.

He's so chill. Look at me, I'm a man. I shoot gun. =) Ok, I'll admit, it's pretty sexy.

This is the poor man we were shooting at. I didn't feel too comfortable shooting at a person (even though he was paper) but John says, "Hey! He's shooting back it's totally fine!". Well alright then, BAM BAM BAM!

*The thug life chose me*

I was pretty slow. Nervous about the kick back and I also loathe loud noises. But it was fun! 

And I did pretty dang good if I say so myself! 

The ones square in the face. Yea, that was me! I'm really sorry Mr. Paper Man..

At least I know that when John gets me my German Shepherd I'm going to be living in the safest house ever! Don't mess with my cop, dog and shooting skills! 

I like living a fun life! I love living a fun life with Johnathan! 

What do you guys do for fun during your work week? 

5 Things

As a lot of you may know, this semester isn't going the smoothest for me. And as my brain gets more and more full of school work, "to do" lists and random crap, my blogging inspiration is suffering. Big time. 

I sit in front of my computer Thursday mornings and suddenly my brain shuts down. Literally not an idea in the world. Now I'm sure I'm not the only blogger that has or is suffering from a blank mind but I am becoming super discouraged about it. This blog is only a few months old! It can't be dying already! What do my fellow bloggers do when they have nothing to write about? I don't want my posts to turn into boring nothings that no one cares about. 

So today I've decided that you will be forced to learn about me in my new segment, 5 Things about Jessie! 

That's me! This is the first time my dad took me shooting. So of course I had to wear my moose hat! 

1. I am marrying my high school sweetheart on January 10, 2015! We have been together for over 5 years now and I love him more and more each day! And according to my friends, one day we are going to make redheaded Asian babies. Not sure how I feel about it, but if they look anything like Johnathan they are going to be freaking adorable! 

2. My dream job is to work in rehabilitation with our veterans. Specifically, I'd really like to work with amputees. My dad has been begging me since I was born to enlist (he just wanted to get rid of me I'm sure) but I always knew that wasn't the route for me. I don't know, I guess we will see where I end up.

3. In third grade, a kid named Michael asked me to be his girlfriend. I made an awful face and immediately told him, "ewwwwww no!". In art class that day he tripped me and I got a bloody lip. He told the principle that I tripped on a chair...liar!

4. I'm terrified of open water and fishies. Evil freaking fishies! I don't know how you people eat those things...they are so creepy! I'm not exactly sure where this fear came from, maybe from a time I fell off a sandbar and didn't know how to swim. Plus, fish are hideous. As a result of this fear I am extremely deficient in Omega 3's, so basically fish are going to be the death of me anyway. 

5. I am a goal setter. I have many many goals. I have daily goals and monthly goals and yearly goals. I have goals for other people, They probably don't even know about the goals I've set for them. I have goals for my marriage, for my future family and for my career. I have goals that I don't even realize I've made until I've accomplished them! Having so many goals makes it very hard for me to accept failure or change. Goals can be good and bad I guess. 

Ok so if anyone has any good strategies for coming up with post topics please let me know! I'll take all the help I can get! 

Hey Oh!

I thought this week I'd catch you all up on what's happening in my oh so interesting life. I know you all are so curious.

Well this semester is kicking my butt! I'm a little nervous I'll go into an exhaustion coma and miss my wedding. That would be a plot twist! 

Last weekend was one to remember. 

1. Johnathan and I were at Chili's with some friends of his from back home. We had just ordered our food when I get a phone call from a very frantic, Kendra (roommate). All I could make out was "carrots, cut, knife, finger". Well crap! So I jump into John's truck (it's freaking huge!) and speed home. I walk in to find carrots and blood everywhere and the worst part....a tip of a finger!! To the hospital we go! Kendra survived, but the tip of her finger not so much. I have a picture. It's horrid. Don't worry I won't show you. 

GAHHH!!!! no I tricked you. That's a carrot. You freaked out though.

That really is the tamest picture possible from that scene...it was a mess.

2. We finally made it to church for the first time this semester. I am really enjoying John's church, the people there are pretty great =) And John became a member!! He was too handsome standing up at the front. I love my man! 

Then the week started.

Tuesday mornings I have a class at 8am. That morning I roll over to check the time and find that I have 9 minutes until I have to leave! Man did I move fast! I get to class to find that I had a homework assignment due that I had absolutely no idea existed. Nope I was done. Let the tears fall!

Later Tuesday I get a call from the Health Department telling me that I don't have rabies. I was a little confused until I remembered that a week ago a little pitbull puppy decided my hand was a chew toy. Phew! 

Wednesday, my mom calls to tell me that she just booked our DJ. It's the same company that did my parents wedding! So cool! 

Today, my little sister had surgery on her shoulder. Y'all should send her some love! From what I've heard she did great! 

Alright I think you've had enough. Thank you so much for reading! It really means a lot to me =) 

Here's to this weekend being awesome! I'm puppy-sitting! Too much happiness in my heart!

I challenge my readers to have a better weekend than me! Doubt you can since I get a puppy, but still go ahead and try!

I Lost My Cool

Holy Moly! Two posts in one week! But this is an emergency...and you'll understand why in a second. 

If you know me you may know that coffee doesn't really agree with me. I mean don't get me wrong, I adore coffee! It's yummy and warm and makes me oh so happy!

But then I lose my cool...

A little back story before we begin. 

My schedule this semester requires me to get up super early for classes and go to work until really late at night. I require a LOT of sleep to just function properly during the day and I can't seem to keep my eyes open in my ummm..not so interesting classes. So I thought I'd give coffee a chance. Let's just say I stayed awake during class...though I don't remember much that was said....

I got coffee after my 9am class and headed straight to my 10am. 

1/3 of the way through my cup of coffee it hit me. I had to move. I had to dance. I had to yell. Was everyone looking at me? Why are both my hands shaking? I think I see oompa loompas.

So of course I text my fiance and my two roommates.

*sorry for the not so lady-like language that follows*

40 minutes later....

So there you all go. My Friday morning. Not the best life decision I ever made, but hey! it sure did make some people laugh. I hope it makes you laugh too =)