Ok, confession 1. This is my second blog post today :/
I actually have time, I seriously n e v e r have time to post any more. And I hate it!
Here's a little update: I LOVE LOVE LOVE my new job! Its worknig out perfect!! My brother is coming into town tomorrow, and I am flipping stoked.
Downside: Christmas Eve, I am working 7am to 9 pm. Poo.

Confession 2. I think at one point or another in my life, I will suffer from work-a-holic-ism.
True disease, I am sure of it. But I love working. Even if it is a place I hate [see previous posts] I still love it. I love having a schedule. I love knowing I need to be somewhere at a certian time. I love doing all I can when I am working.

Confession 3. I am an over achiever. Its true. That "oh you did a terrific job" isn't just a simple comment to me. It is a strive to do even better. It is a challenge to myself. I want to be all I can be. Whether its getting a customer cheese, bacon and sour cream on their mashed potatoes, or saving someone $60 dollars a month on their cell phone bill. I love it. I love the strive to be better, I love the competition I create in my head, I love making and achieving goals that I have set for myself. I worked 45 hours last week... the 2nd week on the job. Needless to say, I am thrilled. I love working.

You're all probably thinking I am crazy, and sadly, I am slowing coming to the realization you right.

Confession 4: I H A T E what Christmas has become. I have began to think the way I used to critisize people for. As I was shopping, everything was about price. Not just price, but brand.... There is a certian individual that I buy for. I hate buying their gift. It seems as if every year, I go out of my way, spend more than I budgeted, and put way to much thought and headache into the gift, only to see a look of faint disappointment on this individuals face. It drives me up a wall. What do they want me to do, but a Ferarri on a waitrees' pay?!
Christmas should be about the time you spend together, with your family and closest friends. Not the price tag of the gift you recieved. Trust me, this is not my being cheap. It is simply that, this person has everything. And whatever they don't have, they are sure to get from their parents, Christmas day, or any other day of the stinkin year. I never know what to get. I think I got a pretty terrific gift this year for them, however I know when the time rolls around for them to open it, I will once agian bang my head agianst the wall in frustration.

Confession 5: I am positive I have gained weight from all the Christmas cookie eating... but this may not qualify as a confession, being as everyone has been sneaking those cookies =]

Confession 6: The more I sit around in this snow, the more I think Arizona is calling my name. I want to travel. Travel everywhere, see as much as I can before I settle down and have kids.

Kids... Confession 7: I want 5 babies. Yea, that wasn't a typo. 5. 5 kids running around.

Confession 8: I do not find Forest Griffen all that attractive, but i'll-be-darned, I'd marry him faster

than you can say "knock-out"
I hope you all have a Merry Christmas! I am spending tomorrow with my boyfriend, so you probably won't hear from me until a few days after!! Happy Holidays.

“To appreciate the beauty of a snow flake, it is necessary to stand out in the cold.”

THESE are what happened during my snow day It was amazing. I had to call our of work, and so did my sister. My mom had to cancel on a wedding she was photographing. And

boom.

We headed outside, and got some terrific sissy pictures.

Blogger won't let me upload any pictures. It has completely frustrated me. My mom, sister and I took so AMAZING pictures today, Ok, well mom took the pictures, and Ema and I just stood around and posed. I can't wait to blog about them. Since my blog isn't working, you can check out my moms and you can get a sneak peek. Trust me, they are worth seeing. She is an amazing photographer!

Because I am

[[S N O W E D I N]]

My new hair!

Finally!! I have been trying and trying to find time to cut it. So, for a little hair history: Ok, about two years ago, I dyed my hair blonde.

BIG MISTAKE

[I f r i e d my hair]

Like people fry chicken.

It took just about a year and a half, of short short hair, just cutting out the lifeless ends.

So after keeping it extremely short for about a year, I decided one good SHORT healthy cut should do the trick, then I could begin my voyage to long beautiful hair. This is what happened, super cute bob, far far away from the goal of my long, appealing locks.

Then, after what seemed like 4 forevers, my hair was finally beautiful and long. I loved it. It was about a inch longer than the bottom of my shoulder blade.

But something had to change. It wasn't the length, thats for sure. I wasnt going to see all my patience curled up on the floor just waiting to be swept and and given to the birds for a nest.

No, not length, but it had to a significant change. It couldnt be color. Color would just re-fry my hair once again. Then I came up with it, and here is what happened.

Whats everybody thinking?? Fantastic?? I know it looks funny because I am in a t-shirt, but I can't wait to wear a totally chic adorable outfit (I'm thinking cheetah!)

"Too see how much your parents love you, is to see how much they spend on your Christmas presents" -Danny Ong

Ok, blogging buddies. Here is my Christmas list, I checked it twice.
(three times to be exact)and it is
p e r f e c t
Checkkk ittt outtt

Michaels, for bead supplies of course,

A TapOut hoodie, sorry the pictures are so
small, not sure why.

This wool pea coat, however I would love
love love it in purple!

A girl always needs more clothes =]

More beading supplies.

S H A B A M.
This is it. This is what I would
F R E A K O U T
to see under my tree this year.
D&B <3

I need work attire. Here is where to find it...
c h e a p.

"A person needs a little madness, or else they never dare cut the rope and be free♥ " -Nikos Kazantzakis

Ok, I totally need some venting time. Seriously. My words will probably be a little scrambled, mispelled and muddled. I'm apologizing now.

Restaurant Dictionary

Section: The tables that are desginated to one server.

Expo Line: A refrigerated line where we keep our dressings and such that is sent out with food.

Closer: A designated person to "check out" fellow employee's sections, or back of the house work.

Front of the House: Dining Area [FOH]

Back of the House: Kitchen Area [BOH]

Bev. Station: Where the cups, ice, soda machines and various beverage items are located.

Busing: Cleaning one's table of dishes, cleaning surrounding floor area, and checking sugars.

Sidework: Depending on what section we are, depends on our sidework, anything from keeping Expo line stocked, to keeping Bev. Station filled.

Manager Swipe: The manager swiping his or her card in order to authorize somethin.

Check Out: A slip of paper documenting our sales, tip out, and how much we owe the company.

I have worked at Applebee's for a year and a half now. A year and a half of busting my butt for him. Always keeping the expo line stocked, {when I was a closer} Bev station filled, and silverware rolled. Its ridiculous. I ran hot food before cold drinks. I kept my section clean. I helped out fellow employee's by helping with their sidework, or running food. Even greeting tables for them and getting drinks!!

WHAT DID I DO WRONG???

Oh thats right. I did nothing wrong. I just happen to work for the world's most arrogant imbesile. Everybody thinks thier boss is the biggest jerk right?? W R O N G.

Meet my former boss. Jerk McJerkson. I started working there over a year and a half ago, he was the general manager. Ok, so he's pretty funny and aways telling corny jokes [[What do you call a man with no arms and no legs hanging on a wall??]] [Art] {{Now what do you call his arms and legs?]] [Peices of Art]...Then, he started haveing these insane mood swings. He would scream... literally, S C R E A M at his employees over the dumbset stuff. He doesn't even scream at the bad lazy employees. He targets the good ones. I don't understand his way of thinking. Anyways, tonight, my sister, who works at a local rival restaurant, came on to visit me. She came in the front door, and asked to take a seat [I told her table 91]. I was busing my tables and such. I greeted her, said maybe 10 words, and went on busing my table. I went over to take her drink order, and I walk up on a conversation going on between her and my General Manager [[Mr. Jerk McJerkson]]. He is telling her that "Applebee's does not encourage family and friends to linger around the restaurant." He "doesn't know how they do it at [[rival restraunt]] but her, at Applebee's, we have policies." How rude is that?!? So, after my sister leaves, not happy at all, I talk to him, explaining I don't appreciate how he treated my family member, when she was coming in TO EAT! He proceded to get smart mouthed with me, explaining I can look it up in the handbook. Well Mr. Man, you seem to eat with your wife and step children... ON THE CLOCK! So, I quit. I told him I didn't want to work there any longer. I have had it with his insane mood swings, and screaming matches. He refused to let me work on the floor, get my check out, or talk to him without calming myself down. So I was locked in the bathroom crying on the phone to my sister. Just wanting to get out of the place. I cannot get my check out without a manager swip. So, i would most likely get the local police department arresting me for theft if I had just walked out. I couldn't calm myself down, because when I am angry I cry, come on now, [[I m a g i r l!]] So, needless to say, I was stuck, which made me even more emotional. Finally, I just got my checkout ready so he could swip it, and did my checkout. Only to be yelled at in the office when I turned it in. He said he would not let me quit (how he thinks he has the power to do that I am not quite sure) Then, he started saying I could go ahead and quit. He made no sense. So I quit. For the first time ever, I quit a job without a two weeks notice and on bad terms. I felt horrible. My mother then went into the restaurant, and l a i d h i m o u t. Because of the way he treated my sister, not because of my situation. She didn't know the whole story at the time. She came out of the building laughing. Saying he was the most arrogant jerk she has ever met. Well Thank you Mr. Jerk McJerkson. Its on like Donkey Kong. I will be in contact with his boss tomorrow. Jerk.

"Stupid shiny Volvo owner" Bella Swan/Twilight

I know I have been kinda slacking on the blog thing (ok... Ok, I have maybe missed 1 post, but it feels as if I haven't written in forever!) Anyways, on Sunday, I was EXTREMELY bored. My sister and I stay up till about 4 am every night (or day) blogging, talking, watching tv, looking through magazines, a little more talking, and possibly some midnight munchies. So, on Sunday, around 11 pm, I decided to buy a book. I bought Twilight. It looked thick enough to occupy my time for about 2 weeks. Oh No. It took me 3 stinkin days to finish.... Not too mention, on Tuesday (yesterday) I happened to work a double... meaning I worked, ALL DAY. And I still finished that dang book.

Anyways, that is no my frustration, my frustration is this:

I saw Twilight when it first came out, I went to go see it with a ton of friend from work on its opening night. I didn't really care one way or another if Bella went through a painfull demise and became a vampire. I didn't really care if Bella and Edward never got together, or if he sucked the living right out of her. It just wans't my thing. Vampires really aren't all that cool.

{But, before you skip my writing and post hostile comments, just hear me out.}

All this hype about New Moon, well it was just still all moronic to me. I mean, mixing Vampires and Warwolves... just silly. Why I chose to pick up Twilight as my reading selection, I am not sure.

...But I am t.h.r.i.l.l.e.d that I did!

The book was so much better written and played out than the movie. I can say that, Alice, was exactly how I pictured her. I pictured Bella differently, and Edwad differently. Even her mom had a complete different physic in my mind. Alice, Jessica, and Carlisle were perfectly cast. I really didn't like the way they portrayed Jasper though. He totally lookd like a conused nerd throughout the movie. It really made me mad, I didn't realize how infuriated I was. Like when Jacob comes to her house right when she moves into Forts. YOU IDIOTS! THEY MET ON THE BEACH!! We will see how I feel about New Moon when I pick up the book this week, and see the movie possibly next week.

{Sorry. Just drove me up a wall for some reason}

Anways, back to real life.

I've been working a TON, which is my reason for lack of blogging [ugh] My friend Mandy is starting a blong soon. www.missamandamae.blogspot.com Its still getting set up by my wonderful sister who is EXTREMLY talented. {S h e d e s i g n e d m y b l o g} or my mom If I am not blogging I can guarentee one of them is =]

Minds are like parachutes - they only function when open. - Thomas Dewar

Black Friday shopping. Oh my.

Now, growing up, we never went Black Friday shopping. We stayed in, and set up one of our two Christmas trees. We ate cookies, relaxed. Dad watched football, and normally the rest of us (my brother, sister, my mom and myself) played an extremely aggresive game of Monopoly. If you think Monopoply cannot be a competitive sport... just play with my family. We are serious opponents. It becomes a 3 day feud. At night (after hours and hours of playing) we write down everyone's money count, property count, and whose turn is next on a sheet of paper, only to return the next morning with our most combative game faces. I think we all secretly lie in bed, listening. Listening for foot steps of another opponent trying to sabatoge the game. Trying to get one up on us. Thoughts race through our head like "man, it tooks me 3 times around the board to finally get BoardWalk, they better not try to switch it for Park Place!" or, "Maybe I should trade Ema Kentucky Avenue for the Electric Company. Oh wait, then she will have all three and totally dominate the game. No, I should stick to Steve and trade him Short Line Railroad for Water Works. Oh thats the perfect trade!" and tomorrow just can't come fast enough to make the deal. Its serious.

Well, the past few years, my brother joined the Air Force, Ema went to college, and I got a dern take-up-all-your-time job, and 3 day Monopoly squabbles have become just short 2 hour games. Although, they are just as aggresive.

This year, Steve wasn't able to come home, and Mandy, Ema and I all went out Black Friday shopping. And oh boy, was it something. The outlets, where we shopped, opened 12 AM on Thursday night. Amanda and I were in line at Old Navy for and hour and a half before they opened. They gave out little bracelets for the first people in line to get a free Wii, PS3, or Xbox game. However, Mandy and I both forgot to claim our prizes. This is us, outside Old Navy, you can see the lune behind us, but thats barely anything... The line went on, for pretty much... well.... forever.

You can see my game bracelet =] Oh, the deals were so good. We didn't get home until 4AM!! Mandy and I began "Tired Laughing". It is terminology we came up with, its when we laugh so hard at nothing that is at all humorous, but we just can't help ourselves. We are in such a state of exhaustion, we find the dumbest things funny...seriously, the dumbest things. Anyways, I found the most amazing deals, and have now decided that I am Black Friday shopping every year!! However, the only downfall I find about this... No, it isn't the pushy crowds, or the zero parking, or the bad attitude sales associates, not even being overly exhausted the next day, its the fact the everything that falls into my shopping basket is EXACTLY my size, and favorite color. I don't know how it happens, but it makes it absolutely i.m.p.o.s.s.i.b.l.e to Christmas shop. How was everyone else's Black Friday?? Any horror stories??

"Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don't feel I should be doing something else." -Steinham

Finally!! I have pictures of the absolutely GORGEOUS masterpieces I created yesterday!! I didn't get any pictures of Mandy's (sorry!) But, here are a few of mine.

Sorry for all them not all being in a straight center line, I tried my best. Now, the middle necklace, its a little hard to tell, but it is actually purple beads! I mean, bright purple.

I am so proud of myself!! I feel like I just got honor roll or something. I am not even kidding. I have that giddy little feeling of complete self-admiration. Like when you make honor roll, and you get that cool little bumper sticker that reads "my child is a honor roll student at ____________ elementary school". Well, my school was way to poor and cheap to give out those awesome little bumper stickers, but I am sure if they did, an abundance of kids would be busting their tails every night studying just trying to achieve one. I can't wait until our next beading day.

Anyways, I know I have been talking about this movie for now my [[2nd]] blog post, but

number 1- I stinking LOVE "He's just not that into you". I believe it should be intructed in every young girls head at an early age...There are wayyy to many flipped-out, demented, possesive girls out there, that ruin what little faith the male breed has in us.

number 2- I have been told (by quite a few people, basically just girls I grew up with that are in love with the movie also) that I look like Ginnifer Goodwin.

and then...of course... there is little ol' me

So, what are we thinking guys? Genifer Goodwin's look-a-like (I should move to Hollywood and start scamming =]) or a total original?

If a guy doesn't call you, he doesn't want to call you. -Alex "He's just not that into you"

Ah Amanda,

my beading partner,

my fellow SuperHero,

my amazing friend.

I love this girl to death!!

Today was our beading day. We sat for hours just creating our remarkable jewels. My sister sat in my dad's great big Redskins chair (blogging I am sure) just listening to us giggle, and talk about abosolutely nothing important. I came out with 3 new necklaces and a bracelet, Mandy revealed 2 neclaces and a bracelet. The jewlery that we made was not little "kiddie stuff" everyone at work is predicting we will create, but actually Swavroski crystal beads. Like, we went all out, hardcore, with professional looking beads. It was hours and hours of veiwing a microscopic metal thread, and trying to put a teeny weeny little seed bead on it. Also, it was more hours and hours of loosing beads all over the floor, stabbing myself with crimping beads (after you "crimp" them, those edges are sharp!) and having an absolutely amazing time. It was such a relazing day! We watched "he's just not that into you", (which I now believe should be a required curriculum in all schools due to the amount of stupid girls in this world who can't take a hint, and make the entire female race look psychotic). I am really excited about turning this into my new huge hobby. I have this thing for getting super stoked about something, then it slowly drifts off. But not beading. I swear, I had dreams about beads! This is a hobby I hope to continue for a LONGG time (or at least until Mandy and I find there isn't anything more to laugh at) Oh, and that whole "fellow super hero" thing, it wasn't just a random stupid fact, we were BatGirl and SuperGirl for halloween =] My bead organizer is about empty, and I hear Michaels calling for at least 1 more little bead spree. "Bead Spree: Spending all your money walking aimlessly through the radiant isles full of twinkling beads just shouting for me to put them in my little shopping basket." If any of you try this new hobby, trust me, you will get addicted. Its a little like blogging, once you start you just can't stop. Now, instead of going through the day hoping that a astounding occurance will happen that I can blab about, I am constantly looking at the little sparkling ornaments hanging around a womans neck, or dangling from her ears. I think about how to make them, where to find similar beads, and how to make it a little more unique. Not only is all the running through my mind, but now, at the same time, blogging is running through my mind. Such as, little enhanced words, that would make my blog more interesting to read, and the little events in life, how can I make them more distingushing and appealing? Maybe, just maybe... I should start focusing my random dancing thoughts on my career goals, and where I want to be in 5 years..... Nahhh, I'd rather envision Beading and Blogging. =]

let go of what kills you, and hold onto what keeping you breathing. -Annonymous

My first post with my new signature! Make sure you look at it! I have such a talented sister, I gave her the most confusing and vague description of how I envisioned my blog, and she ran with it. It looks AMAZING and totally my style!



This is the style I chose for my hair. Totally cute right?

"Fringy" straight across bangs.

I cant wait, its going to be so great. The only problem I think I may encounter is rainy days. They are already my enemy. I also want some layers around my face.
My incredibly talented mother normally is the O.N.L.Y person I let touch my hair, however, with her incredibly busy schedule, I'm not sure when she will find the time. So, my plan is to sit in a hairdresser's chair, and let a stranger I don't trust go at it. However, the lady I have chosen for the task, has amazing hair that she does herself. When I say amazing, I mean, taking time away from my tables on a insanely busy Friday night just to stare at her hair in complete admiration/envy. I intend on keeping the length. I am not nervy enough to chop it off into an adorable bob yet.





Next, I would like to discuss my next topic. Beading. Yes, Beading. My very good friend Mandy (a soon to be blogger) and I became fascinated by the small bead isle in Wal-Mart. Amanda first brought to me the idea of beading when a student in her class used it as her topic for a demonstration speech... Then, she saw the isle. Then, she showed it to me. It all just fell into place from there. We went bead shopping together, and bought all of our basics. ((Thank you Michaels Craft Store for robbing me of all my money!!)) Then, we bought a few beads, with two pendants each to get ourselves started. Tomorrow is that day, that we will break our necks leaning over a table, and straining our eyes looking for the holes in the beads. Oh, but it will be fun =]



Ahh, well, I have a cold, and really should be getting to sleep. But please, let me know, if you bead also, and give me some ideas! Also, give me so feedback on my new hairstyle, and my amazing signature!

The purpose of Live is to Live it.-Eleanor Roosevelt

Through the various blogs I was reading, I came across one stating

"blogging is like crack"
Whoever said that is SOOOO right. I go through the day just hoping something will happen that I can post about. I make up sentences in my head. I think about blog layouts, and cute amusing blog titles. Unfortunately, my life is so taken over by work right now, it is almost impossible to find anything to write about other than bad tippers. My mom and I were telling one of my friends about blogging. She would love to start a blog, but does not know what to write about. My mom pointed out, the blogs I read, are about normal, everyday boring things, that so many of ourselves completely captivating. After thinking and hoping something worth writing about would happen today...nothing came up. So, I am going to share a few things I [[.l.o.v.e.]]. First things first. The quote I have above, is something I live for. Just live life, without regrets, and make the most of it, now... onto my list.

Number One- My zebra print flat iron
Her name is Michelle, Yes, I named her. I drive my mother absolutely insane every time I say "Mom did you ask Michelle if she wanted to be woken up (taken out of the closet) and put to work (flat ironing her hair). She is the BEST straightener I have EVER had, plus she is zebra, so she deserved a name, and a personality.

Number Two- Colgate Wisps
Have you tried these bad boys yet? They come in a pack of 16. They are bangin! They have cinnamon, wintermint, and spearmint (my personal fav.) It seriously feels like you just brushed your teeth. I keep these in my purse and in my glove box. I LOVE them. They have a little bit of scope or something in the middle. Also, it is lasting fresh breath, not just a 15 minute picker-upper.

Number Three- Eiffel Tower

This place is just seriously gorgeous. I want to visit there more than anything in this world! For some reason, I imagine everything is in black and white in this town. I mean, EVERYTHING. The people are in black and white, the street lamps are white with a light shade of grey around them, I don't know why I think of Paris this way, but I always have.

Number Four- Leave-In split end treatment
ok, this stuff, Whoaaa there buddyyy!! Its ama-za-zing (if you have ever seen The BenchWarmers, I laughed hystarically for 12 minutes at that part) It always leaves my hair silky smooth, but don't put too much in. It will feel like there is a film over top of it. I only like using it on my wet hair, I think when you use it on dry hair, it gets that "filmy feel", hopefully, you guys can relate to that "filmy feel" because I am totally making that description up, hoping someone will understand it. It smells awesome, and I really like it so much, I don't even want to TRY other leave in treatments right now.

Number Five- Fall
I am a total summer girl, I mean all out. I live only 30 minutes away from the beach, and am there as many days as I can throughout the summer. But let me tell you what, I am so blessed to have grown up in an area where I can experience all four seasons! Fall, in my opinion, happens to be the most picturesque (I used thesaurus on that one) As nerdy as it may sound, fall even smells different, just cleaner, and more homey (they would translate into comforting in "Ana language") I love this season, it comes with hayrides, bonfires, haunted houses, just everything.

Beauty is a short-lived tyranny. -Socrates

I am dyinggg for a new hair cut!! My hair is pretty long (Middle of my shoulder blades) and CURLY. When I say curly, I mean.... pathetically curly. It is very similar to the briers, baby tress and brush you see in along the forest floor. Just.... everywhere. I get, quite frequently, about how "lucky" I am. Are these people crazy? Its like wrestling a wild bull to the ground every morning!! Women pay $60-80 dollars a month for a perm?!? Its like paying good money for bad hair days...

[[EVERY STINKIN DAY!]]

I straighten my hair, as frequently as possible, however, because of its length, thickness, and disobedience, it takes me forever. I would .LOVE.LOVE.LOVE. a cute hair style that is manageable, and still the length I have. I am quite picky about my hair. So, here are a few ideas I threw out, maybe [[.straight across bangs..]]?

My sister says straight bangs are a no-go in her book. So, i started thinking, I really want something different, the cute little bobs, are out. Number 1, I NEED my ponytails. Number 2,it seems as if everyone has them now. I would love to be daring for something a little like...
But... Come on now, lets just be a little .realistic. I am NOT that daring. So, what about side bangs? I know they are kinda "out", but they are so darn cute, and EASY.
Too out of date? Too out of style? Is everyone sick of side bangs? I know it should be what I want, but i just have no idea. My mind is blank!! So please, leave some comments. Give me some guidience. My poor hair is tired of being unruly, barbarious, and untamed [[curly]].