Love Sac Sunday

Holli had another party at casa de Meagen and Tonka last night for a friend leaving on his mission. They watched a movie and we brought her love sac over from her house for more seating. Moving the love sac up and down the stairs is a bitch so we just left it at my place. (PS - Hoe we should just throw it over the balcony if we ever take the sac back home.) So me and Tonk have been hanging out on it watching The Shield all morning. Love sacs are so comfy! Oh don't mind the knee-bone Tonka is gnawing on. He loves those things. And I love him. :)

I'M NOT CRAZY!!!!

So we all know that I have been battling headaches for months and months now. Well I went to the dentist today due to a crown that has been bothering me for about 2 weeks. I had a root canal years and years ago and have gone through 3 or so crowns on this tooth. (Madi is shaking her fist right now, yelling about that damn dentist that worked on all our teeth way back in the day and really screwed hers up. Yes, yes, we know Moe, he sucks at being a dentist.) Back to my story, so I got a new crown on it in July but the last two weeks or so it's been hurting off and on and there is this funny taste coming from it when I bite down. So I go to my dentist and he takes an xray and explains it could be 2 things. One: 5% of women in the United States are allergic to metal. And they put a metal thing or filling or whatever inside your gum/root when you get a root canal. If you are allergic to metal this will make your mouth hurt. An unlikely scenario for me, but possible. Two: that previous mentioned metal piece has slowly broken down over the years and is causing an infection. Thus making my tooth hurt and the funny taste. Since this tooth is on the same side of my head as the headaches I asked if this could be related and he said most definitely. He also said that the wear on my teeth would suggest that I clench my teeth, most likely during the night. Which would also explain why I wake up with the headaches in the morning. AHA! See! I am not crazy! There is a valid reason behind my headaches from hell! 

So he gave me an antibiotic and I'm supposed to call on Monday and let him know if my tooth and headaches are improving, and if they are, I need to get my root canal redone. If that doesn't get rid of the headaches, then I'm supposed to go get fitted for this little mouth thing you wear at night, which sounds, super sexy I know, but since I sleep with a dog, I don't think he'll mind. 

Apple baby? Mmm maybe a little.

Ahh..

I have started tanning regularly again and it brings me soo much happiness. It's been so long since I was at my normal color. The last time I went tanning was probably last August. But after this week I will be the same shade as last summer. I love getting in the shower and seeing how dark my legs are and how my face has some color to it again. AH! Greatest.feeling.ever. And I'll take the top off the jeep soon and my face and arms will get some serious sun. OH it will be wonderful! 

Can toothpaste go bad?

I just used a tube that's been in my closet for over a year. I guess we'll find out if my teeth fall out before morning. 

Power Outage

So the storm that came through knocked my power out at about 9:30 last night. I was happily watching some Grey's Anatomy on the desktop I moved from the office into my room and downloading the latest episodes of Private Practice on my laptop. Then bam. Power goes out and everything shuts off. The desktop, the laptop, the ceiling fan, the night-stand light, everything. I laid there for a few minutes hoping it would come back on, but it didn't. So I got up and went searching for candles and matches with the help of the light from my cell phone. After I lit a few candles I got back in bed and while I was laying there I was soo bored. What the hell did people do before electricity? I guess I could have read a book, but seriously what is there to do without power? And another thing, houses are cree-pay without the hum of refrigerators, computers, and TVs. All you can hear are noises from outside and the wind howling. Boredom and silence got the best of me so I rummaged through the office by candle light and found earphones and watched Grey's via my iPod. Ha, screw you power.

I want these things. Seriously.

Holli told me about this little thing called the ABC store and now I would like the following things. So if someone would like to buy them for me that would be uhmazing. Seriously.

Quote

"There are moments that take us to another place. Moments of heaven on Earth. And maybe for now, that's all we need to know." -G.A

I Love Tonka

I love my dog, obviously. I've becoming one those people who do a post every other day about their kids, or in my case dog...But I don't care. I love him as big as the sky. (My Mom is smiling ear to ear reading that). Anyway, I was going through photos on my iPhone and found these that I just love.

This is one of my favorite pictures ever. Holli was at my house hanging out and we were watching something on my bed. Holli feel asleep with her head on one side of my lap and Tonka was on the other. An adorable picture.

This is a sweet one of when Tonka was a puppy and would cuddly up in the nook of my arm. Now he just mostly sleeps at my feet.

What little girls are made of

My love-affair with this song grows every time I hear it.

Gunpowder & Lead
by Miranda Lambert
County road 233, under my feet
Nothin' on this white rock but little ole me
I've got two miles till, he makes bail
And if I'm right we're headed straight for hell

[Chorus:]

I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man
I'm going to show him what a little girls made of
Gunpowder and lead

It's half past ten, another six pack in
And I can feel the rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive, the gravel flies
He dont know what's waiting here this time

I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man
I'm going to show him what a little girls made of
Gunpowder and lead

His fist is big but my gun's bigger
He'll find out when I pull the trigger

I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man
I'm going to show him what a little girls made of
Gunpowder and lead

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"The person that invented 'happily ever after' should have their ass kicked. So hard."  -Grey's Anatomy

Content

As I type this I am sitting in my big round chair that sits on my deck. That's me and Tonk in the pictures above. Yes, it's nice enough for me to sit on the deck! And thanks to my new router, I have internet access out here too. I can hear kids playing on the little playground, crickets chirping, and my little Tonka monster chewing on a knee bone. (You can buy all sorts of cow parts including knee bones and trachea and dogs love them.) I am so much happier when the weather is warm. In the 3 years I've lived here I've used the deck maybe twice. I'm not sure why I don't do more out here, it's really nice and big! I'll make more of an effort to take advantage of these little things this year. However, I don't know how long I'll be living here to to that. I have been thinking a lot about moving home for a while. Maybe a year or so. I could save a ton of money, which is always a really good thing and I could make double payments on my Jeep. But while there are obvious financial advantages to this idea, I haven't decided if they out-weigh the disadvantages.

I'll be 25 this year. Twenty-five. Gross. I thought I'd be so much further ahead in "Life" at this point. And to be honest, I expect others to be too. I feel like if I move home I'm not only not moving forward, I'm going backwards. And I'm afraid that's how others (mostly guys) will view me as well. I know, I know, who cares what others think? Blah, blah, blah. But when you are single it matters a lot. I wouldn't date a guy who lived at home at 25. Even if he was in school. At 25 a person should be on their own, taking care of themself. I need to know that a guy can do this. Independence is a good quality. So, I worry that someone will want this same quality in me, and if I'm living at home, I'm not really portraying that. Even though, I've proven long enough that I can take care of myself. Or does that fact that I'm being smart and saving truck loads of money mean more than being capable of independence? I don't know? They say you have to be the person you want to be with. Just something I think about.

When I was in seminary (before I was kicked out, ha ha) in 9th grade our teacher gave us an assignment. We had to write a letter to our future self and he would mail them to us 5 years later. And he did. I received that letter when I was 20. I haven't read that letter since I received it almost 5 years ago, but I think about it often. In it, I wrote that I hoped that I was in a happy relationship with an amazing man. If I was married, I hoped that I was raising my family in the gospel. I hoped that I had continued my education as well. And I hoped that I was still close with those that I was friends with then. Well, to date I have done none of those things. I am inactive in the church. I am not married, don't have a boyfriend, and don't have any prospects. I have not completed any post high-school education. And I have no idea what any of those old friends are doing now. Some days I feel like a total failure. But then other days I think wow, look at all the other experiences I've had! I may not have a piece of paper that says I completed four years of school, but I have a resume that says I've been in the working world for longer than 4 years. I may not have someone I call my husband or boyfriend, but I've learned invaluable things about myself with each guy I've dated. I'm happy that I didn't marry the first boy I fell in love with. I am happy that I didn't go from living with my parents into a house with my husband, like a lot of girls in this state. I know that I can take care of myself. I can pay for all my own bills. And, while I may not keep in touch with my 9th grade friends, I've made new ones along the way.

I need to make a better effort to recognize the blessings in my life. I get down very easily and maybe I just need to re-read this post from time to time. Remind myself that I am capable of achieving the things I want, or at the very least seeing the silver lining in the things I am disappointed in. So someone should probably remind me of this post on my 25th birthday. ;)

Pay It Forwards...

Sorry, I should have posted this sooner. So, the first 5 commenters on my "Pay It Forward" post were: Mom, Andrea, The Angry Georgian, Julie, and Holli. I'll be sending out your super awesome handmade gifts in the mail first of next week (hopefully). I just need each of you to email me your mailing addresses, not Mom and Holli. I know you're address by heart, that's where the food is he he. You can use the "Email Me" link on the top right of my blog. For a sneek peek of your gifts visit here.

PS - I've finally put together my little craft blog: FromMyImagination.blogspot.com. Check it out for all of my creative projects.

PSS- Do you think I have enough links in this post??

Bobby Pin Pile

You know how most guys empty their pockets at night usually resulting in a pile of change somewhere? The excess change sits in an empty soda bottle or old mug until it accumulates and said boy takes it to Coin Star. Well the girl version of this is the bobby pin pile. Each night, I change into chill clothes and take down my hair. I take out each bobby pin and throw them all in a pile on my dresser. After a few days I'll move the pile to my pile in the bathroom, but why don't I just put them there in the first place? I don't know? The bathroom is 10 feet from my dresser. I usually lose a few pins because they fall on the floor. I bet a lot of girls would say the best place to search for these perfect little hair helpers is the floor. That is assuming they don't get eaten by the vacuum or destroyed by Tonk.

Aww..

Pay It Forward

I'm sure a lot of you have seen this blog challenge making the rounds and I'm participating! It's pay it forward. The first five commenters on this post will get a something special in the mail made by me!! Then you do the same type thing on your own blog and round and round the mail goes. Maybe this will even out all of the junk mail we all get. Ha ha..yeah.

I received this AWESOME gift in the mail this week and it made my whole week! I love candy, obviously, I bought a shirt saying so. Thanks soo much Evonne!

I think I have a drinking problem