Something you may not know about me....

I really love the chicken nuggets from Wendy's. I probably eat them once a week. It's a sick, sick obsession. True story.


Happy Happy #3

I love lunch. Not only do I get to eat, which is one of my favorite pasttimes... (And the size of my bootay is proof) But I get to see my nephew and sister! Aren't they just cute?

If you would like to play along and show off your happies (that sounds dirty, but I assure you it isn't), click the photo below!



Something you may not know about me....

I'm so annoyed at myself for forgetting to do this weeks Happy Happy post!

Also, never order a large anything from McDonalds! A belly just can't handle it! It just makes a girl sick. Namely, me.


Happy Happy #2

It is a dreary day in Minnesota... It's raining. I haven't even seen a peek of the sun.

I can't wait for Spring, so, in an effort to boost my mood, I created a treasury on Etsy full of plants and flowers! I can't help but smile at all the pretty colors...

And I know it won't be much longer until the grass is green and flowers are blooming!

If you would like to play along and show off your happies (that sounds dirty, but I assure you it isn't), click the photo below!



Current Want

Look how pretty these babies are!

Before you start thinking about how painful they must be, you have to know: I have incredibly high arches and wearing high heels is actually more comfortable for me. Pain for you is comfort for me.

And they are just so loverly.... To shop or not to shop? That is the question.


Happy Happy

How can you be down and sad with a face like this beaming at you? Oh, wait. You can't.

Also, if you want to play along posting photos that make you happy, just click the photo below! It'll take you to Leigh's blog and you can join in the fun!



Something you may not know about me....

I really, really, really... No, I mean REALLLLLLY... hate barfing. (Sorry, I can't think of a better word. Vomiting seems so technical) So, for two whole days this last weekend, I was in utter hell.

I can handle being sick... I can stand the aches, the pains, the feeling like my brain is in a vice-grip. I, even, don't mind laying on the couch under six blankets because I can't get warm even though I'm sweating.

It's that sudden oh-shit-I'm-going-to-be-sick-don't-let-me-barf-all-over-my-clothes-or-the-floor-or-Joe. (I have to admit, it'd be funny to barf on someone, but also icky. That's besides the point) You have no warning sometimes! NONE! And then you are scrambling for some receptacle so as not to ruin the floor.

AND! I forgot this before, why does it have to be so violent that I pull half the muscles in my back! I was in more pain from the muscles two days later than I was from the actual heaving.....

Now, as I sit here typing this, thinking about how nasty a blog about barf is, I know I'm not alone in my hate for this nasty act. I know you are sitting there, cringing, maybe gagging a bit, but I feel like I needed to rant a little.

A mental heave, if you will.

Now, go, have a good day! Just think - At least you aren't hugging the porcelain. Any time you aren't, life is good.