Happy early Birthday.

I just realized that tomorrow my blog is one year old! One year old and I will be at the airport waiting to get on a plane to Europe. Successful first year, blog, I have to say! I failed for a few months there but all in all, this last year has been fantastic. And if I don't say so myself, I think this year is going to be pretty amazing too. It already has been. 

I wanted to blog on Thursday after yoga but I was without my laptop. I hate the times when I want to blog immediately and have so many things to address and then when I come back to reference everything later, it's just not as good or funny. Yoga on Thursday was a good one. I actually struggled with some of the poses and the night was dedicated to working the glutes. Perfect :) Love a good butt work out, so does Joel. I wonder if there will ever be a blog where I don't mention Joel. Now, keep in mind that the yoga we go to is holy yoga. It's at a church and there's a bible verse read at the beginning and then again at the end and Katie always ends with a prayer. The last few times we've went it's been just us girls and then a few other ladies. One of which is a cute little older lady who is fun to chat with a bit beforehand. Han got there, we were chatting and she let the F word slip.. in a church...around little old ladies. You can imagine the look on my face, luckily I had my back turned to the other older women. This place is definitely where my swear switch is flipped off, along with Kindercare. I love swear words, I use them frequently, but I particularly love the F word, and I know when it's appropriate and inappropriate to use it. Anyone who knows me, knows I won't lie about my love for the F word. It's a great word and it can literally be used to describe anything; anger, excitement, happiness, sadness, even fun. But there's a time and a place and I understand that. One of these times, I challenge my girlfriends who go with me to actually keep their eyes closed. I understand, balance is tough in certain poses, but get your balance and close your damn eyes. Every time I open my eyes, I smile and want to laugh. I just picture everyone naked and in stupid positions, especially cat/cows.


Countdown is one day less! Tomorrow I leave for Europe! When I get there, it will be the first time I'm seeing Joel is 27 days. That's a lot of days without kisses. and other things :) 

I have no idea why I thought I had to take a train by myself, I just have a layover in Paris for a few hours, that is the only time I'll be by my lonesome, which is intimidating but okay. It's going to be amazing seeing Joel and Alec at the airport. Little bummed I won't actually have the chance to go see the Eiffel Tower when I fly into Paris but who knows what we will do that entire week, we have no plans and we have the whole time to do whatever. I guess, I don't know how far Paris is from Malaga but I want pictures of myself and that damn tower. I picked up some minis at the liquor store last night. A lady came in once and got a few of them and told me that it was acceptable to bring them on the plane, that they are regulation size and then you aren't paying $6 for a frickin drink. Not that I want to get drunk and then be alone in Paris by myself for a few hours, that could make things interesting, but I do want to maybe get a little buzz, possibly write a good blog on the plane, then get some sleep. I can only read for so many hours..

As of now, I'm moderately hung over and waiting to Skype Joel. Seriously, this might as well be a blog about my relationship. 

Life, I love you.  

See, I don't just blog about love.

I'm feeling blahhh...

I slept about 6 hours last night, when I need a good solid 8 to be functioning to my potential, and I sat alllllllll day long at a training for work, when I am used to tearing it up on my feet all day chasing one year olds. I hate to say it, but I literally feel like 8 hours of my day was wasted at this training. Sorry, bosses who I'm friends with on Facebook. And that may even be because I got little sleep and was basically a zombie through out the whole day but this training, I took nothing back with me, unfortunately. Although, I love a good training on PMA (positive mental attitude) because I wrote the book on a positive mental attitude. I could have given the training myself, I think. I wonder every time why others need training on thinking positively. 

While chatting with ladies I work with today, which we usually do more of than focus on the presentations, I started thinking about the fact that I might not want to be in childcare for much longer. I know I would really miss working with kids, as well as everyone I work with. How often does one get to say that they get along very well with almost every single person they spend 40 hours a week with? Especially, when there is not one male that works in our center. You can imagine the amounts of chocolate and hormones one week every month. I guess, constantly, what am I saying? If ever I decide to venture away from childcare, I will become a flight attendant. I think of the beginning of Blow when Johnny Depp is explaining that every female has the same occupation. "I'm a stewardess.. yeah, up there" Oh, how I would love to live in the 70's and be a flight attendant. Although, flight attendant attire these days are by no means as cute as they used to be. I might look awful. I have a short torso. 

Change, are you near? 

The last few times I've been on a plane, I've had bitchy old ladies, who are like 70 and hate their job and make me feel like an asshole just cause I want more water to drink. Excuse me? You work in costumer service, if you hate your job, don't be here. You're supposed to make my stay on this plane enjoyable. That right there, is motivation for me to be the cute, young, nice to everyone flight attendant. The flight attendants on the plane I'll be on on Sunday, better have their A game or I might just have to quit at Kindercare upon my arrival home. Kidding. 

Euro adventure (with the boyfriend- Ahhhh :)) countdown: 6 days !!

 

I love February.

What a month and it's not over! First, I get a new car and now today I receive the best news ever. 

This time, next week, I am going to be on a plane.. to Europe. I have had the biggest shit grin on my face since about 4:20 today when I got the best surprise ever from Joel. "Guess what babe? what? I hope you can get work off next week because you're flying to Europe on Sunday to spend the last week of my tour with me. Shut up, that's not realistic. I have no money and either do you. (Laughter from my mom in the other room) What's going on? You're actually coming to Europe, babe. We're going to spend time on the beach together and sleep a in king size bed!" Joel and I have shared my full size bed every time he sleeps over since we started dating almost 3 years ago, so even if I wasn't going to Europe, being told we're sleeping in a king size bed is exciting in it's own way. Someday, we will own one! Ah, the little things in life.

After a diet coke and this awesome news, you can imagine how jacked I was, immediately, on caffeine and then sooo ridiculously high on life, it's insane. I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. Then, I had to go to work from 5-9 where I just cheesed the whole time and looked like a psycho and a crack head all at once, shaking every time I dealt with someone's money. So I 100% fit in with everyone who came into Spirit Sellers today, and every Sunday for that matter. Sorry, mean. 

"Please come down to Agave after work so we can geek out together for a bit" "I've been wanting to blog since like 4:30 today and I have to be to work by 6:30 tomorrow" Fine. I won't turn down a beer, let alone, a celebratory beer and cheers with my girlfriends to the fact that I'm going to Europe next week.

I'm excited and nervous. Nervous because I think After I land, I have to take a train to where Joel and Alec are? I know no details, but I'm not looking forward to being this little lost girl who speaks no French and am in a 100% foreign place. If that's not intimidating, I don't know what is! I feel soo blessed. I really need to sit back and think of how lucky I am more often. I'm so excited that Joel and I are going to be starting fresh, just having got back together, in Europe and experiencing something so exciting together. Just this morning, we had been talking about, I suppose we talk about this quite frequently actually, how awesome it would be for us to go on vacation somewhere together. Who doesn't want to be with their boyfriend, alone, on the beach, half naked in the sun, warmth and with a drink in hand? ;) and in this case, with a really cool cousin. I probably won't sleep tonight. Ah, this is crazy. I cannot get over it. I fly into Paris next Monday morning.. I'm going to see the Eiffel tower as I land. That is nuts. 

Helloooo, beautiful! 

 Next week I'll be blogging about something different than my love life ;) Well, kinda of.

To Be Continued..

Yesssss, fiiinnallly internet! I have to be fast with this one since we are cheating the system right now (using the shop next door's internet) And when I say 'we', I am referring to myself and Chilkoot Cafe' by mi casa'. I have been here for over an hour and came here just to blog. I didn't even want to spend money, I just wanted to blog. But, don't worry, I got some Chai. Mm. 

To Be Continued...

To follow up on my Valentine’s Day blog, I have some fantastic news :mine and Joel’s experimental period is o v e r. Poor Joel, for having to deal with me blogging about our relationship left and right. Then again, my blog is kinda like my diary, but better, since all the times when I tried to keep one at a younger age, I failed because my thoughts were way faster than my ability to write, without my hand hurting like crazy, and in 5 seconds. So since I’m a crazy person and very experienced on a laptop, typing my feelings out works very well. Lucky me! Anyways, If you know me well, Joel and I deciding to get back together probably isn’t coming as a surprise to you. We were only broken up for a little over 3 months and that was enough... for me at least. During our time apart, I did more serious thinking (weird, I never do that) and I was reassured many times that he is who I want to be with. Now, I don’t want to get crazy, I suppose I can stop saying that now, but I see myself being with him forever. (This is a big deal for me to say, coming from the person who I was BJ(before Joel) As much as I thought about it, finding the person who you want to be with for the rest of your life, even at 23 is not a bad thing. I spend too much time freaking myself out about it. But freak out, no more. I am content. And 100% happy that I can’t be with anyone else. I’ve learned that there are small things, “annoyances” about each other that bother the daylights out of us. But when you put it in perspective, those things are completely irrelevant. I’ve learned that even after we dated for a little over 2 years, our relationship somewhat started to dwindle. But, I let it. Joel never started to slip, like I did. People who have been married for years and years, all the power to you! How the H do you do it? I know! Work! I’m learning that even the best relationships in the world are work. You need to work to keep things amazing and alive and passionate. Okay, you get it. Long story short, I’m going to be a better girlfriend this time around. Yay, I love love. March 7th, come soon please, I need kisses. 

I blame Joel for turning me into a hopeless romantic. 

Last week’s yoga was a great success by the way! Finally, after like 3 weeks of trying, we made it and on time. Even better, 3 of my best ladies came with! The lady that gave the class used to babysit me when I was younger, our moms used to work together. It was lovely to chat it up with her, introduce her to my friends, and listen to her relaxing voice speak this awesome bible verse that literally makes you appreciate who you are, imperfections and all. I wish I had it so I could post it. I will make it a point to eventually do that! I’m sure tomorrow’s will be just as wonderful. And once again, bring on the wine afterwards! I’ve fallen in love with Thursday’s.

Ah! One thing that is exciting me this moment: I learned today that Dave is back at Alpine this summer and right after July 4th– suuuuure I’ll take off the whole week! I am a sucker for summer, sun, music, beer and friends all in the same place. Sign me right up!

Lets love a little.

 

Happy Valentine's Day, all! I'm on my lunch break and have noo time to chat about everything  I want to chat about right now so, 

To Be Continued... 

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Do you know what I’m doing right now? Typing on word perfect because I am a poor ass and still don’t have internet and I want to blog so bad. So when I post this tomorrow it will be Thursday and I will probably have more to add to this which will throw this all off entirely. I just spent some time in the blog world via cell phone and reread some of my blogs and comments from last year. (My blog is almost one year old! Gosh, does time fly!) And I am realizing that my blog used to be hilarious. I laughed out loud at some parts and now I’m just asking myself why it’s not as funny. I’m still the same funny person as I used to be, defiantly one of the funniest I know ;) but why do my post seem boring to me these days? I will admit, my life isn't as exciting... I'll have to think about why later.

I sadly, and definitely will not be getting internet. I don’t know if that means anytime soon or at all. Most likely at all, because I bought a car! Saturday my dad and I hit up some dealerships and I fell in love (for a second time, and with a car I can actually afford, HURRAY!) after I had overlooked this certain car the first time around. The dealership was a zoo and after a couple hours of waiting for finance and two Dr. Peppers in, I was high on life and caffeine and I was shaking and ready to drive my beautiful new baby home. It’s not the Chevy Cruze I fell in love with the first time, but it’s the classiest thing I have seen on wheels that lives in my price range. I also learned that the Chevy Cruze took over the Cobalt, and that is probably why I was so drawn to it in the first place. Gosh, I loved my cobalt. RIP lady. I bought a Ford Fushion that has everything I wanted and more. I didn’t even look at cars that didn’t have a sun roof. I sound like a brat. But why settle? The only thing about the car that I did not love, was that it has 100,00 miles on it. After my dad convinced me that if I took good care of it and got regular oil changes (which I failed at miserably with my first car) that it would defintately last me 5,6 more years. I test drove her and she was sold! On my drive home, to techno of course, I did not forget to bring Kaskade with me, my mom called. “Hiiii momm! I am talking on the phone in my new car and I’m not even touching my phone!! Ahhhhh” If bluetooth is turned on on my phone when I get in my car, I can make calls, receive calls and do other jazz with my phone without even touching it. It could be in my purse in the back seat. It’s pretty awesome. Although, I’m afraid this feature is going to motivate me to actually answer the phone when it rings, instead of screening it and texting whoever called a few minutes later. Dammit. I do have to say, I have been working on my phone skills in the last couple weeks and I think I am doing just lovely. I have to mentally prepare myself but I seem to get less anxious, and I don’t have to pace around the room! I’m making progress! :)

Tomorrow, so today to you, ha! I’m going to yoga with some girlfriends. We have been failing so hard at it the last couple weeks and will fail no more. I’m in the mood for wise, inspiring words, warmth, candles and my bests at my side. And in all reality, there will be wine post yoga, which makes it even better!

The last sentence of my horoscope the other day said, “It may be smarter to quit while you’re ahead and start over.” Of course, yesterday I started analyzing what this could mean. I’m a weirdo in a sense that my horoscopes have always been dead on and freakishly accurate with what’s going on in my life so I check them daily. Although, sometimes I don’t quite know which area of my life it is referencing! I want to say, this time it is referring to Joel. Maybe I need to just chill out and see what else is out there. Hmm, that actually sounds lovely! Trrrouuubblleeee.

Yay! Happy Thursday!

Chocolate penis.

That got your attention didn't it? 

Watch out friends, my blogs for the next couple weeks might be taken over by my thoughts and feelings about my love going to Europe.. for 5 weeks. I can still call him my love even though we aren't dating, so get off me. Gosh, to some people, I'm probably coming off as some crazy girl who's still in love with and adores her ex-boyfriend. But, that's legit, minus the crazy ;) This week at work, a girl, who's a good friend to a few of the girls I work with, has started coming into my room to observe my babies for school. After letting her know that I had today off she was curious why. "Umm, I'm taking a friend to the airport." How weird does that sound? Friend? When Joel and I have never just been friends. I told him that this morning on our drive to the airport and he agreed how weird it is talking to anybody about our relationship right now, or trying to explain things. 

As usual, I love dropping Joel off at the airport and hugging and kissing, saying I love you and eventually driving away.. with no tears. I have yet to cry. Everyone always asks if I cry. But, why cry? Joel is chasing his dreams and I have always loved missing someone and being missed. 

But, only lonely for a little while! This is definitely going to be the longest we've been away from each other. Gosh, we might as well say we're back together, I'm just listening to myself right now. But, we're choosing to not be.. yet. The longest he's been away is 3 weeks and by week 3 it usually starts to get hard. 5 weeks is kiiiind of a long time! We celebrated our Valentines Day last night (again, this sounds like I'm talking about a boyfriend) had an amazing dinner at Bonfire, where we always get the same thing: Bontons, Bull bites, turtle cheese cake for me and a giant chocolate chip cookie for Joel. And, I got roses. "I just can't pay over $100 to have roses sent to your work on Valentine's Day from Europe, when I could spend that money on a sweet new coffee maker for you." Hm, Joel can be practical ;) So for less than $100 we spent his last night here, together, ate at bonfire and I got roses. I'd say that's a deal. 

Here is where I think I'm potentially boring you with my love life. Then again, if I was talking about my love life, you'd be sweating ;)

I am so glad that I am feeling content right now. It's my luck to total my car and have to say goodbye to Joel for 5 weeks, the week that I'm emotionally unstable. I was going to say, the week before my period, then didn't, now I'm thinking to heck with it, I can if I want to. I own this! I knew she my period was coming the other day when I walked to Cold stone on my lunch break and impulsively ordered the gotta have it size of the chocolate lovers bowl of ice cream.. with chocolate chips, brownies and extra fudge. This just brought me to an amazing picture my best friend put on my facebook yesterday.. 

Hilarious. How perfect? 

Although, I am learning that a penis that isn't chocolate and doesn't ejaculate money, isn't so bad, as ideal as that would be! Am I getting too inappropriate here? I think I might be. Alright, I won't say penis again. 

Happy Hump Day! he he