You Betcha

While I'm well aware there are a number of things I do that I should be embarrassed about, I'm not really sure with which of the following my embarrassment should lie...read on my friends and you tell me.

Last night I was watching Dancing with the Stars (possible thing to be embarrassed about #1) because a. there was nothing else on tv and b. i wanted to see just how bad The Situation danced. My viewing was intermittent as I've been trying to catch up on laundry after being without a washer since August 9th but I did happen to pass by the tv just as they were interviewing Sarah Palin. I paused because quite frankly that lady says some messed up shit and gives me quite the laugh every once in a while. What caught my attention was not her stories of hunting moosen or waving at Russians, but her attire. You see pretty recently I picked up this sweet leather jacket, along with a few compliments on my hipness.

Turns out Sarah Palin and I do our shopping at the same store (possible thing to be embarrassed about #2)

Or maybe Ms. Sarah Palin should be embarrassed about shopping at the same store as someone in their 20's.

Oh also, am I the only one who is wondering if The Situation has smooshed Taledega or Daytona (or whatever her name is) Palin yet?

Wedding Update

39 days to go until My BFF and The Future Mrs. My BFF/Rogue Hand make it official.

After finding out that no one else was coming in their Halloween costume to the rehearsal dinner, even though I was apparently still welcome to, I took some time and picked out the perfect outfit.


Yes it is a velvet tuxedo, and yes it is beautiful.

Happy Blogiversary

Exactly one year ago today I penned the first bit of syntax about a country girl's life in a beach house, and to you blog I would like to say Happy Blogiversary. The first year anniversary gift is supposed to be paper, so I'll just print this out and we'll be golden. To my many readers I would like so say thank you, it brings me such joy that all 7 of you would take a break in your busy lives to read the stories that shape my little life. If you got a chuckle or two out of the past 365 days, even at my expense, know that it makes my heart smile.

Ah, the past five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes...I've said goodbye, said hello, loved, drank a glass or two of hater-aid (and rum), hugged, laughed till my cheeks hurt, kissed (probably more than I should have), and lived the best way I know how.

While living the minutes of the past year there weren't many times where I took pause, or thought about how a moment was shaping my life. Perhaps I should more often, seems there is no time like the present. Come take a walk with me....

~ This year I felt for the first time what it was like to love someone the moment I met them, a feat that is not easy for this girl. I've held more than a fair share of friend's newborns in my arms but this year I held a niece and when the nurse asked if I was My BMF's sister, it felt about right. ~ I talked entirely too much about my hair and it's level of awesomeness. ~ I said goodbye to more than one friend, but now know that a goodbye is necessary to say hello when we meet again, which for friends is inevitable. ~ I got mistaken for Ellen Degeneres by a 3 year old. ~ I gained a brother, one who can take a punch and party with me till the sun comes up. ~ I made entirely too many graphs and drawrings. ~ I introduced you to quite simply the greatest group of friends and family that ever were. ~ I discovered again and again why I heart living in the south. ~ In a moment of insanity I took a cross country road trip where I saw my first real life western mountain and became a badass snowboarder. ~ I exposed my clumsiness. ~ With a smile and tears on my face I pronounced a couple man and wife. ~

In between the 'big' moments there was laughter, tears, theme parties, occasional work, fights, celebrations, apologies and cocktails. It has been a pretty nice little year in my life. I hope you have enjoyed seeing it through my eyes.

Wedding Update

44 days to go until My BFF and The Future Mrs. My BFF/Rogue Hand make it official.

I've never been to a wedding in the South before so I googled Southern Weddings. This is what came up.

My BFF didn't mention it but according to South Carolina state law, the bridesmaid's would be required to wear either a Hunter's Orange hat or vest. Guess its time to hit up Bass Pro Shop.

You Can’t Afford the Luxury of Negative Feelings and a New Couch

I've never actually read a self help book, or even had a moment of pause as I've walked through that section in Borders but I suppose if I stumbled upon a book with that title or another overly specific self-help book like "How to Win Friends & Influence People While Painting Your Toenails" I might flip through a page or two. I did a search on borders.com, turns out they haven't been written yet. Perhaps the Gray Lining can toss those in her to-be-written book title pile along with "Patty Do: A Guide to Stargate, Beer, Accounting and Being Naked" and various others regarding life from the perspective of her two cats. You see, according to my sissy a great book starts with a great title, not vice-versa as the majority of the literary community believes. That being said, I'm a bit hesitant to wait for her to pen a self help book based solely upon a title.

In the mean time I've decided to live my own "self help book" because its true, I really can't afford the luxury of negative feelings and a new couch, and this girl has got to have a comfy place to sit and watch her stories.

Wedding Update

With only 53 days to go until My BFF and The Future Mrs. My BFF/Rogue Hand make it official it's time for the first wedding update.

With the wedding on the eve of All Hallows Eve, thwarting any chance of yours truly attending a Halloween party, I've suggested to the brides that the rehearsal dinner be done in costume. I will be attending as Wolverine.

And then there were two...

I'm goin' through the big D and I don't mean Dallas, well actually it has been about three weeks since the divorce was finalized. On the 9th No Longer Easy E and Angelrrific packed up their uhaul and made their way to North Carolina where I believe they had every intention of raising up, taking off their shirts, and twisting them round their head's, spinning them like a helicopter. I also think No Longer Easy E was going to work on becoming a doctor when not taking her shirt off, and subsequently spinning it around her head like a helicopter. None the less, on the 9th I came home from work to find what no longer looked like my home but more like it did when we first moved in and it was just a house....


Change is hard, and anyone who knows me knows I can easily admit to being a bit co-dependent. Though typically used with a negative connotation, I simply just like to be entertained, have someone to comment to about something that just happened on tv or something stupid one of our friends did, and ultimately and don't really enjoy being constantly afforded silence to be with my thoughts.

In that light, I have kept myself pretty busy with a lot of re-organizing, DIYing and wholly making my new, be it quieter, house a home.

My first project was painting a bookcase I acquired from the Kissy Faced Booty Shaker. It was a very light wood colored, simple bookcase which I immediately knew needed to become more 'my style'. I decided on brown for the outside and yellow (to match the couch!) on the inside of the shelves.



In just three short days, and what seemed like 10 coats of paint later I finally finished....that was until I got my coffee table and end tables I ordered in the mail. Though I still loved them upon actual sight, the picture on the interweb of them led me to believe they were a lighter dark brown. So....with this new development I decided I best change back into my paint covered clothes and re-do the brown on the outside of the bookcase or it would have no chance of matching my new furniture. So...three more additional days later I finally, finally finished.


Finishing up the bookcase put me at Thursday of this week. Due to the tv lineup, which includes Rookie Blue (starring none-other than the girl from Stick It), I looked for a project that could be completed while I sat my tiny behind on the couch and watched a girl with too much rock for one hand kick bad guys asses. I settled on a DIY clock project; I haven't really known what time it was when I was in the living room for about three weeks now so that in combination with the tv schedule, it seemed like perfect timing (yes, there was a pun intended).

For something that sounded really simple to make it actually took me about an hour and a half.....but what resulted was perfectly perfect for someone such as myself who only likes one thing more than beer. Pretty simple: clock parts, some pretty paisley fabric, a empty six pack, glue gun, and double sided tape.

DIY 6-pack Clock

What tonight has in store for me I do not know, but I'll find a project, I'm confident of that. What worries me is what I'm going to do with my time when I run out of things to do.

Making some progress....