Thursday, October 29, 2009

the freaky twin thing...

As you may or may not know, I have a little sister and brother that are twins. They are teenagers.

But what you don't know is that...

I also have 1st cousins that are identical female twins. Their mom is my dad's sister. They are doctors. They are the same kind of doctor too.

I also had two great great aunts that were fraternal female twins. However, they shared very similar traits.

I also had a great great grandfather who had a twin sister.

He had 4 siblings that were a set of boy twins and a set of girl twins. They were my great great aunts and uncles.

So as you can see twins are very dominant in my family.

All sets of twins listed have on occasion done things that are a little interesting. The following are a few examples.

  • When an injury occurred for different sets the other twins knew almost immediately. My little brother fell and busted his cheek one time. Loren came from the other end of the house already in tears because she knew something was wrong with her little brother.
  • They all finish each other's sentences. My cousins are notorious for this one. I can remember being at my aunt's house when I was little and they would be talking about what they were going to wear the next day and they would tell each other to wear a certain color because it looks better with their skin color. Loren and Will were bored one time and were telling each other jokes. Loren wanted to make one up about fruit, but didn't tell Will. Will said, "hey I've got one and it's about a couple of fruits." Loren immediately was tickled because that's what she wanted to say and her brother literally took the words out of her mouth.
  • They squabble, but they are super close at the same time. I saw this a lot in my cousins and I see a ton now in Loren and Will. They will argue with each other and are fiercely competitive so it makes it all the more cutthroat at times. But then you also see them talking to each other through text messages and they are a brother and sister that look out for each other at all times. With my cousins, I would see them argue and then 5 minutes later they were best of friends again.
  • They compliment each other. In my birthday post for Loren and Will I talked about Will hanging onto his big sister. When they were toddlers playing together Loren was definitely the ring leader. Will was laid back. One of my most vivid memories of this is Loren once grabbed Will's hand and said, "come on bubba, wess go pway!" (Come on bubba, let's go play!") And he went right along. She is the dominant twin for the most part, but little brother definitely does not let big sister get pushed around. He makes sure to take up for her if the situation arises.
They are two individuals in each situation, but they are and will always be connected in a way that no other human on the earth can experience but them. For 9 months they shared time together in their mothers's wombs.

It is a very unique bond.

It is a twin bond and sometimes it's a little freaky.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Wednesday is "300" Day.

300: the number after 299 and the the number before 301; a perfect score in bowling, and a lame he-man movie that my husband absolutely loves.

Today is my 300th post ever here at the RTH. I am kinda pumped. I thought all day about what I'd blog about on this special day. And then I decided halfway through this crazy day that I'd just make it simple and educate today on the number 300.

That is until I checked the definition over at Urban Dictionary.

5 of the 7 definitions on the first page were about the movie, 300.

I admit that I haven't seen the movie so I can't gauge just how much of a he-man, macho guy movie this really is. I realize it could be great, because no one loves a historical movie more than me.


I did not in the slightest want to blog about it either.

Thankfully 300 also happens to be the number scored when one bowls a perfect game.

That is something people rarely do in this game. We're talking 1 in 1377 people.

It's a big deal.

Kinda like my posts being lame. My blog being lame is really rare too.

Ha.....ha...okay I keed I keed.


Happy Wednesday.

Can you tell it's been a busy day?

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Tuesday's High/Low

High: The YANKEES are in the World Series!!!
Low: Yesterday and today have been super busy at work. People have been very rude and I've had about all I can take. Did I mention it's Tuesday?

High: I had a great hair day today. NOTHING can beat that.
Low: I need an hot oil treatment majorly.

High: It's Biggest Loser night!
Low: I slept like crap the past two nights.

High: I get my new cell phone on Saturday!
Low: The rain has made it super hard to wake up this week.

High: We are paying off some major bills tomorrow and I couldn't be happier about it.

Happy Tuesday.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Why I don't like Halloween....

If there was an Ebenezer Scrooge for Halloween, I'm talking leader of the pack on the hater squad for this holiday...consider yourself formally introduced.

My name is Samantha and I do NOT like Halloween.

Now that we have the formalities out of the way....

I know most of you think it is not humanly possible to live in this world without liking Halloween, but trust me it's possible. In fact, I've been doing a very good job of it for quite some time.

Oh sure, the pumpkins are cute, the mums are breath-taking and the candy is great, but that is where the love ends.

There are 3 big reasons why I hate Halloween.

The first is the biggest of them all.

You see the reason that I hate Halloween is because I'm afraid of the dark.

I know this isn't a new revelation here at the Ruby Turtle Hippie Times, but seriously I am.

And there is no amount of "but dressing up is so much fun" protests that can convince me otherwise.

It's not that I disagree with the holiday or that it's against my religion.

I just am flat out afraid of the dark.

I know it's silly, but I can't handle scary movies that deal with spirits like "The Shining" or "The Exorcist".

Not kidding people, I can't even watch the Dawson's Creek episode where they go to Witch Island without having a bad dream.

No. Way.

Read my lips--well as much as you can on here--: Movies like that make me have nightmares.

Secondly, all and I mean ALL the weirdos of this world come out in fine form. Those of you that go to fun parties are kindly NOT included.

I'm talking about the people who dress like death basically. They weird me smooth out. It's like Halloween has its own full moon and weird things happen just because they can on Halloween.

Finally, I hate Halloween because this is the beginning of horrible candies during the holiday season. There's chocolate covered cherries at Christmas, Peeps at Easter, but the worst of all and the jump start to this bad decision making process is: Candy Corn.

I know at this point you're officially sitting behind your screen aghast at what has just come out of my mouth.

This quite possibly is the most ridiculous and irrational reason you've read thus far, but I couldn't be more serious in my opinion.

The slightest smell of candy corn and my gag reflex goes into overdrive.

So there you have it.

The Dark.
Candy Corn.

All three very legit reasons in my opinion to hate Halloween.

Here's hoping the weekend passes quickly and Thanksgiving and Christmas are here before you know it.

Happy Monday!

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Let's go Yankees!

I love me some Yankee baseball!

My favorite players are:

Derek JeterThe Record Breaker.

A-RodThe classic pretty baseball boy.

Jorge PosadaThe Catcher.
In my opinion, Jorge's the best of them all!

While I'm not a fan of Halloween, I do love October because of the play-offs in baseball. One of the best times of the year.

What is your favorite baseball team?

Saturday, October 24, 2009

The Token Fat Girl


Excuse me while I complain for a moment.

It should be noted that none of what I have to say is directed at anyone in the blog world. In fact I get ALL of my encouragement from you on this issue. You're all very real about this.

Back to my complaining.

I have never been a skinny girl.

This is at my skinniest in college. I weighed 140. Pretty sure when they made fun of Jessica Simpson earlier this year, it was a huge blow to me. We're the same size and I was very proud of being this weight. The media can suck sometimes for sure.
This was during my junior year. I don't remember what I weighed at the time.

This is at my wedding. I was not where I wanted to be at all, but a good day still.

This is where I am currently. Weight not being announced on my blog.

Some days it bothers me a lot and others, it doesn't. I do have goals about where I'd like to be.

BUT, when the skinny girls (and I'm being really nice here) talk about being "fat cows" for eating "too much" and by too much they mean they ate 20 chips instead of their regular 10 with their half a sandwich for lunch it irks me....especially when they say this while looking at me.

And this is in a very public place!!!

What do you say to that?

And these are people I don't even know!

At work, I'm the token fat girl because I'm the only fat girl.

I don't begrudge the other ladies that I work with in the slightest. They are wonderful people who take care of me. I'm the kid at the office. Seriously, everyone that I work with that is a female in the office is a mom. So I'm the kid even if they are just 2-5 years older than me.

Back to what I was saying. When we go out for lunch, people look at me differently. At least I think they do. It does bother me a little bit, but not because I have low self esteem. It bothers me because other women are doing this to me.

When did we stop playing on the same team? We're all women. We should encourage each other.

I know who I am as a person, fat rolls included.

But when stuff like this happens, it taps into my part of self-esteem that makes me wonder. I know this is Satan more than anything but still.

On this week's episode of Private Practice, Addison was being an ass because she didn't think about her surroundings. Most people call this tact. I consider myself part of that group.

Clearly these people weren't thinking about theirs either.

I know what my trouble areas are when I lose weight. I know what it takes to do it, but starving myself isn't one of them. I admit I love food a little too much. I definitely need the exercise more, but with everything going on right now I can't fit it all into my day. After the New Year, I'm serious about my weight loss and workout plan.

I shouldn't have to announce my plans because then it sorta means that they and their rude comments have got to me. At the same time I want to put it here because then I will keep myself accounted for sure.

But until then, the skinny bitties can keep their comments to themselves.

Complaint session over.

Happy Saturday!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Wednesday is " a loss" day.

In Sixteen Candles, Anthony Hall's character tells his buddies "We're at the party five minutes! I'm at a loss." He then walks away and leaves his buddies one of which is John Cusack to be beat up by what seems to be the Offensive line of their high school football team.

Now I'm not leaving y'all out to dry to be beat up by the O line, but I am at a loss for this week's educational Wednesday post. I've been in a blogging funk that started yesterday. I thought about blogging for the day and I found myself disgusted about the whole process. There's the idea that is supposed to come to you in the day, then there's the witty dialogue one is required to come up with so to keep the readers entertained and then there is ever agonizing part of hoping for blog comments.

If you say you don't do that last part, you're a lyin to yourself unless you're a cool blogger like Blue Eyed Bride or Mojito Maven or Brit from Living in the Moment or Puttin on the Grits or Kelly's Korner or MckMama or The Seattle Smith's or Tales of the Trees and then you have to worry about hateful and snide people...which by the way it's completly hateful and rude to do that crap people.

And then the next day it starts all over again.

I'm not saying I'm done blogging people. Not even close.

I just wasn't interested in going through all of that.

But here's the thing. I'm about to hit 300 blog posts ever. Now I've been far from blogging every day, but I have made a better shot at it this year. So why is it that about the time you're about to cross a milestone whether it's 300 blogposts or as big as finishing law school applications...or starting them for that matter--I'm not completely behind so don't wig on me just yet people! I have a personal statement done--I hesitate.

Why do we hesitate before our moment? Whatever that moment is...why do we do it?

I'm at a loss.

But you my little blog reader are not, because I've just done what I do best here at the Ruby Turtle Hippie Times.

I BS-ed for a good length now and you've read it and considered it as a legit blog post.

Happy Wednesday.

Monday, October 19, 2009

My parents are on facebook and they're famous.

Most people have done a post by now about their parents becoming a part of the world of Facebook.

I am not one of those people.

I wanted--yes I said wanted--them on there.

That is until people started coming up to me at church telling me how funny my dad is on facebook.

And then people chimed in on the same conversation only to say, "Yeah I always knew your dad was funny, but when I heard about facebook, I just had to follow him."

Now call me juvenile, but I am pretty sure that when anyone comes up to you to tell you how cool your dad is on facebook no matter how old you are, it makes a person...well a little jealous.


The man posts one posts and he gets 5-6 comments EVERY time.

I post and I may get a whole bunch every 10 posts.

How and again I ask, HOW did my dad get so stinkin' popular on facebook?

Well I'll tell you.

Today the sun came out. And here is my dad's post about it.

"That big yellow thing (UFO) was in the sky again today! I think I'm gonna call NASA."

At this point, he has 7 posts on it, from people cracking up. While he may have a lot on his plate right now and believe me he does, deep down he is an eternal optimist. He takes the smallest ray and makes it a burst of sunshine. It is so contagious that others around him can't help but smile.

And for that I say, keep on, keepin' on facebook rockstar of a daddio of mine.

Saturday, October 17, 2009


Did you really think I wouldn't blog today?

This game is probably one of the most historic if not the most historic rivalries in all of football.

It is steeped in rich tradition of fierce battle. It is truly a shoot-out of who breaks first. The field is half orange and half crimson. You get chills when you walk into the Cotton Bowl because as a Sooner or a Longhorn you know that no matter how good your team is that year, the game is up for grabs.

If you're new to the blog then you should know that I'm a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die, I'll be Sooner dead.

Texas, we're gonna do our best to beat the hell outta you!



Texas, today of all days, I'm sure you already know, but just in case you forgot....


Happy Game day!!

Thursday, October 15, 2009


When I was going through my teenage years, I was a bit of a wild child at times. And by times, I mean the majority of times. I was raised in a Christian home and I was raised with a very strict sense of what is right and what is wrong.

Now don't worry, I could have been in situations that were a lot worse. Believe me at times, I tried to find them or get into them.

Thankfully, I had a good snitch. Her name is Jessi and she is my little sister.

I used to get so mad at her every time she ratted me out for staying on the phone too long or speeding on our road. And if it was something bad, you can imagine how mad I got.

I got into trouble right before I left for college for a decision I made.

And Jessi was there. She told me that what I was doing was wrong. She told the other person she thought they should leave.

But I didn't listen.

Of course, I got caught the next day.

It was not pretty. I still remember the lecture my dad gave me like it was yesterday.

I also remember the one he gave my little sister. He told her that he should have called my parents. It was the first time that she got a lecture like I usually got.

I tried to stop my dad from lecturing her because she hadn't done anything wrong.

But he told me that she knew what was right and what was wrong too. She was old enough to make a decision about when she knew something wrong was going on and most importantly she has to realize that her actions or inactions have consequences. She had to be responsible for her actions too and accept the consequences.

I'm pretty sure that Jessi was mad at me because she got into trouble.

But I was upset because I finally let my dad's lectures sink in from years past. I knew what he meant.

Now, I still hate a snitch and I really hate secrets.

But I LOVE my little sister.

She always had my best interest at heart even when I didn't have my best interest at heart.

Tonight I got to experience her world with my youngest sister.

I never thought I would be, but tonight for the first time I was the snitch.

My sister didn't do something earth shattering, but it still was wrong. And I had to call her on it because it was wrong.

I've already cried twice about it.

Being the snitch is no fun because you know you have to tell someone in the authority so they can take action. It also means that you have to deal with the person being mad at you.

I know all of this because I was always mad at Jessi instead of being mad at myself. My dad used to tell me that I was more mad that I got caught then I was mad about what I did wrong.

Well I was until the night Jessi got into trouble with me.

I know what Jessi felt like after every incident now. She didn't want to tell on me because she didn't want me to be mad at her, but she also didn't want me to get hurt.

And the last part mattered more. She was way mature for her age.

So Loren, I know you're mad at me. I get it. You have no idea how many times I was mad at Jessi. But I promise what you're doing is not worth it.

You are old enough to know the difference between right and wrong.
You are old enough to make the right decisions.
You're old enough to know that a poor decision means that some yucky consequences are headed your way. But a good choice means good consequences are headed your way.

I'm sorry that you're growing up in a generation that has pretty much had their childhood stolen because of how early you're exposed to things of this world. But that doesn't give you an excuse to make bad decisions.

It's like dad says, "I can't be there with you to make the tough decisions for you. You are ultimately responsible for you. If I get onto you, it's because I love you and I want only the best for you."

And that's just it littlest sister of mine, I love you.

P.S. Jesus loves you too. That's why he gave you a twin who looks and acts like Jessi...except that he's a boy.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Wednesday is "Be Kind, Rewind" Day

Be kind, rewind: a phrase used by video stores to encourage consumers to rewind for others who might not have a rewind option on their VHS players; a common courtesy.

Growing up, I hated having the job of rewinding all the videos. It was no fun. But my dad always reminded me that it was a common courtesy for others because they might not have a rewinder and that is one step saved for the movie store. Every little girl that wanted to watch "Sleeping Beauty" should have their opporunity.

Obviously, it is a lesson of self-awareness and respect of one's surroundings.

It's a little lesson in the golden rule even.

So for example, if you want to stay at home with your kids, then I say go for it. There are a ton of great stay at home mommy blogs I read. They have tons of good ideas and most feel called to be in their position.

On the flip side, there are moms that work. Brandon and I both have moms that work. My mom is a school teacher and Brandon's mom is a nurse. Obviously, there are times when we'd like to have our moms for different things, but they never missed the important things. We always made it to church every Sunday. And personally I don't feel robbed.

And there is a third side. The side of women who don't even have their own kiddos, but just want the opportunity to make the decision for themselves...heck they'd just be happy with getting the baby!

Each situation is a CHOICE a woman who CHOOSES to have children must make.

Be aware of the fact that these women didn't make these decisions over night.

They sought it out with much prayer(hopefully!) and with help from their husband too!

It is not for you to decide whether or not their children are being raised "appropriately".

Because in case you forgot what comes around goes around and before you know it, someone will call you on wearing the same track suit two weeks in a row. How tacky of you! And to think the woman you picked on only wore the same shirt two weeks in a row. At least she had the decency to shake up the outfit except for the blouse. If only you'd kept your mouth shut and remembered we're all the same team.

The MOM team.

...except I'm not on the MOM team just yet.

But you get the idea. I don't think it's cool for someone else to tell another how to live their life. I'm all for opinions. But I'm not for opinions that happen to think everyone should have theirs because it works for them.

You don't know what it took for them to get there. So have some common courtesy so all the little girls get their shot at deciding whether or not if they want to watch Sleeping Beauty.

After all, that's how it starts...

Happy Wednesday.

P.S. It's educational Wednesday here at the Ruby Turtle Hippie Times and Texas STILL SUCKS.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Just to break it up a little bit...

♥ What are your middle names?
Kay and Kyle. I'm named after my mom...not sure about my husband. His mom has always said she just liked the name. As you might imagine, I'd like to keep with K middle names for our kids.

♥How long have you been together?
We have been married 2 years this December, but 5 years next summer total! Wowsa...that's a stinkin' long time!

♥ How long did you know each other before you started dating?
We were on different staffs at camp.

♥ Who asked who out?
He asked me out for as much as a person can ask a person out during a camp that only allowed weekends off. No really, he did. It took him a couple of weeks to get a clue though.

♥ Who made the first move?
Definitely him. That is a total God thing because every relationship before, I'd been the one. This time I told God that if He meant business I wouldn't want to push things.

♥ How old are each of you?
I'm 25 and he's 26.

♥ Did you go to the same school?
Well for a little bit. I am a graduate of OU as if you didn't know that by now. And he will be a graduate of NSU in May!!!

♥ Are you from the same home town?
Nope. He's from Ponca City and I'm an Okie from Muskogee! I was raised in...haha yeah right, but good try!

♥ Who is the smartest?
He says me. I say he is very smart in areas that I'm not. For example his major...I can talk/BS my way through any subject but his. Really, I do not get it.

♥ Who majored in what?
I majored in politcal science. I emphasized in the American political system. Brandon's major is Information Systems...that's about all I know.

♥ Who is the most sensitive?
Brandon says it's him, but I say it's a toss-up depending on the situation. I totally thought I'd be cool during my vows and Brandon thought he'd cry. Yeah well, I was the cry baby.

♥ Where do you eat out most as a couple?
In Norman, Texadelphia. In ___________, a mexican restaurant owned by a family that came to our country about two decades ago. I graduated with their son.

♥ Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
Our honeymoon, Jamaica, Grand Caymen, and Cozumel.

♥ Who has the worst temper?
Me. I'm a bit of a hot head.

♥ How many children do you want?
Perfect world? 4 would be the max. I reallllllllllllllllllllllly wanna have multiples. So who knows.

♥ Who does the cooking?
We cook together...most of the time.

♥ Who is more social?
Me, but I've always thought I can get us in the door and Bran can get us through the night.

♥ Who is the neat-freak?
More so, me.

♥ Who is the most stubborn?
I asked Brandon and he pointed at me.'s true.

♥ Who wakes up earlier?
ME! I work in another town so I gotta.

♥ Where was your first date?
Officially, Ponca City.

♥ Who has the bigger family?

♥ Do you get flowers often?
Not as much as I used to, but it makes it super great like last week when I do!

♥ How do you spend the holidays?
Together with our families. We trade Thanksgivings. We made sure to go home so things would be even before we got married. This year we're going to BRandon's family.

♥ Who is more jealous?
We both say each other. Each of us have our own triggers.

♥ How long did it take to get serious?
About a month. We told each other we loved each other after 10 days. We knew we wanted to be together forever shortly after that.

♥ Who eats more?
Him, but I can hold my own.

♥ What do you do for a living?
Brandon is a student and I work .... that blog isn't gonna happen today girlies!

♥ Who does the laundry?

♥ Who’s better with the computer?
Oh, definitely him. He's built his own. Multiple times.

♥ Who drives when you are together?
Depends on where we are going. But I'm driving either way because I have no problem letting him know to get it together.

♥ What is "your" song?
Forever by the Beach Boys. This was sung at our wedding by some great friends of mine.

So there you have it. If you haven't done this fun little doo-dad you should.

Oh yeah, it's 9:50 and Texas STILL SUCKS!

Monday, October 12, 2009

In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue. On October 12, 2009 Samantha had the day off and it was Oh so fine!


As you know I've been a little under the weather so today was a blessing in disguise. I got one more day to recoup that I didn't have to lose at work.

But don't feel sorry for me that I'm sick. Seriously, I've had a superb recouping day thus far.

You are more than accurate to say that I know how to do a sick day in fine form.

  1. I watched the View for the first half and then skipped over to Gilmore Girls for the second half. Rory graduated today.
  2. The Travel Channel is doing a marathon showing of the National Lampoon's Vacation movies. Obviously, they're not showing the Christmas Vacation movie yet, but don't you worry your pretty little head, I'll make sure that I view that little joy later.
  3. I've already read my blogs for the day and I'm actually posting before 6pm for once.
  4. My husband is bringing me chicken soup from our favorite local Mexican food spot. Queso included. The queso will help clear my nasal passages if nothing else.
  5. I've already started my facebook status hatin' on Texas. By the way, it's Monday, I feel like crap, and Texas STILL SUCKS!
  6. I'm due for my afternoon nap around 2pm today.
  7. I have Private Practice and Army Wives to watch on the DVR.
So if you'll excuse me, I've got some tv to watch.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Show us your favorite teams: OKLAHOMA!

O.K. Oklahoma!
We'll march down the field with our heads held high,
Determined to win any battle we're in,
We'll fight with all our might for the Red and White.
March on, march on down the field for a victory is nigh.
You know we came to win the game for Oklahoma,
And so we will or know the reason why!

We'll march down the field with our heads held high,
With ev'ry resource we'll hold to the course,
And pledge our heart and soul to reach the goal.
March on, march on down the field as we sing the battle cry.
Dig in and fight for the Red and White of Oklahoma,
So we'll take home a victory or die!

Boomer Sooner
Boomer Sooner, Boomer Sooner Boomer Sooner, Boomer Sooner Boomer Sooner, Boomer Sooner Boomer Sooner, OK U! Oklahoma, Oklahoma Oklahoma, Oklahoma Oklahoma, Oklahoma Oklahoma, OK U! I'm a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die, I'll be Sooner dead Rah Oklahoma, Rah Oklahoma Rah Oklahoma, OK U!
It's no secret that I LOVE my Sooners.

It's in my crimson blood that is. :)

  1. I am Sooner born. The Sooners won back to back National championships the year I was born (1984) and the year I celebrated my first birthday (1985).
  2. I am Sooner bred. I have a BA in Political Science from OU. Class of 2007!
  3. I am Sooner wed! I know that isn't part of the song, but we planned our wedding around the season like any committed fan would. I can handle my husband being a Republican, but had he been anything but a Sooner it would have been a deal breaker. I kid. I kid...sorta. :)
  4. And when I die, I'll be Sooner dead! I will probably have something on my tombstone about being a Sooner. In fact, I'm going to leave that as an instruction in my will. If you think I'm kidding, clearly you haven't been reading this blog very long.
Seriously y'all. I know everyone thinks they have the best team and the best traditions, but there is nothing like being a Sooner! I can't wait to share this tradition with my kiddos some day....long from now. ;)

Happy Gameday y'all.

And remember, there is only ONE Oklahoma.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

I got a bloggy award and I like it! You know like you can like a facebook status like it...yeah it's that good.

I got this fabulous award from Brit over at Living in the Moment!

I'm supposed to list 5 things that I am obsessed with at the moment.

1. Dawson's Creek- I know you've heard me talk about my non-stop watching of re-runs, but seriously, I love Dawson's Creek. They started this show when I was a 7th grader and it ended when I was a Senior. The music totally makes me think of then. While it was drama at times, I for the most part carry good memories with me. I'm currently watching Season 3. Pacey and Joey are on the brink of falling in love....sigh.

2. Twitter- When work is really slow, this ingenious invention gets me through the day. I love it and I'll have Britt on Twitter yet!!3. My hair product- Girls, I am a firm believer in the power of spending a little extra to get a good result on my hair because it is one of my favorite parts about me. And this product has put a major halt on my split ends. I love it. If you have a hair issue, I probably have a hair product for you to try. Believe me, I have some whopper issues. 4. the Samsung Impression- This is the only reason for my glee on All Hallow's Eve this year. Seriously, it makes the days seem slow this month. Normally, I don't care about this month, but this year is obviously different. It's the ultimate trick or treat prize in my opinion.

Ain't she perty?

5. Matching Furniture- This past weekend we met up with my in-laws to get an entertainment center that BRandon's dad made. It matches our current dresser and I love that at least some furniture matches at this point. Baby steps people, baby steps. I'd love to post a picture, but there are clothes on it right now...yeah don't get me started. So for now, just know I'm super happy about this annnnnnnd I've decided that I want my father in law to make me a desk at some point.

Now I gotta pass this on to 5 other bloggers...


Happy Thursday y'all.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Wednesday is "a little ditty" Day

I seriously am blown away by the fact that Urban Dictionary has a definition for this word. I am beginning to be impressed on a whole new level.

a little ditty:
A song. 1930's US slang

My Grannie has Alzheimer's Disease. It is not fun at all. I can't remember who it was but someone was complaining at work about their Grannie today after they got off the phone with them.

Lord knows, my Grannie used to give all of us plenty o' guilt trip of her own.

In fact, the word legendary might be used to define how the little trips went down.

And it struck me, that my Grannie doesn't even remember me. And I miss talking to her. (I don't get to talk to my other grandmas a whole lot....kind of a sore subject actually. I can't really talk to her because she's sick. They..well, that's another story for another day.)

At the same time, I may or may not have been secretly listening to a little holiday music.

I know I swore I wouldn't, but my boss was no where near being close to coming by my desk. He had meetings all afternoon.

PLUS, I was doing good and then I realized that my phone is part of my Christmas. So technically the Christmas holiday is quickly approaching for me after all. So why shouldn't I get a little festive?

Just sayin'.

PLUS, this was my first time to listen this season folks. It's one measly hour. I mean really how bad is it going to affect me or any other Scrooge. None, I tell you because no Scrooge heard it including the Scrooge that was my Grannie.

She liked Christmas with the rest of them, but she never hurried it in any fashion or form. Either way she was someone who always encouraged me in my singing.

If I sang a church, she'd quickly tell me after church, "that little ditty was just wonderful this morning."

And then she'd bust into one of her favorite songs. EVERY. TIME.

She wasn't tone deaf, but she wasn't Mariah Carey either.

She'd laugh afterwards, and we'd all laugh in awkwardness so she wouldn't feel like a goof.

I miss my Grannie. And I know she misses me because she stares at me for a long time trying to remember me. Dad saves her of course by placing my name in the conversation.

She doesn't always remember me, but I've realized today, that when I'm around her, she's usually singing one of her favorite ditties.

And so she does remember me even if she can't remember my name...ditty and all.

Happy Wednesday.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Tuesday's High/Low: the when it rains it pours edition

I'm gonna be up front. This has been a crummy week...and it's Tuesday.

High: I finally made it to Season 3 of Dawson's Creek. This is one of my favorite seasons. Pacey and Joey finally get together.
Low: I had a little bit of a fever yesterday. I immediately wigged because I thought I was getting the flu. Woke up this morning and no fever. I still am achey, but no more fever. Bluh. And did I mention that EVERYONE thinks I should get the flu shot? #1 I hate needles. #2: I don't want to get the flu even though I do get the shot. It happens people. It happened to my mom. #3: I hate needles. #4: I hate needles and #5 (Yep you guessed it.) I hate needles. If I can get away with it I won't have a shot ever again unless surgery or babies require it.

High: I had a really good chicken fried salad with ranch today. I know I should have taken a picture with my phone so I could post more pictures on here. I'm not amazing on that end of the blogging just yet. My regularity is getting pretty decent, but one step at a time people, one step at a time.
Low: My husband is in the middle of a migraine. My evening is shot y'all. He already puked so good news is that no hospital visit. But still bad because I'm on my own for the evening. Normally, this doesn't bother me, but since this happened last week I think otherwise.

High: I don't talk about babies a whole lot because we aren't ready for them at this point. So for me, not talking about babies is a way of talking myself out of the situation....for now. Heh heh. My husband says that if I stare at all the cute babies in the bloggy world that I am going to want a baby sooner than later. Well our problem isn't that I'll want a baby's BABIES. Yes, plural. I want to have multiples y'all. No this isn't going to happen any time soon, but I'd LOVE to have twins or triplets. But the point to this little tidbit is that I have found multiple multiples blogs! And I love reading about them! Yes, I really just told you all of that to tell you that I found some new blogs to read. Go ahead roll your eyes if you must.
Low: Pretty sure that a Cleaners Company donated our RALPH LAUREN comforter and pillow shams to a needy family because we forgot to pick it up! I realize that we forgot it in July and it is now October and it's my fault. BUT IT WAS A WEDDING PRESENT!! And we can't get it back. I know I sound totally selfish about losing the blanket, but seriously!! UGH!!

High: I got REALLY pretty flowers last week! Aren't they gorgeous?! Pink and purple really have been growing on me recently. This only makes it harder to resist the temptation when these pretty shades are thrown at ya!

Happy Tuesday y'all.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Blogs are flu-proof, thank goodness.

I think I am getting the crud y'all. I've been waiting for this to happen. It usually happens around a season change.

And as usual, it came at a bad time.

I am trying to work on law school applications and there is a big work even tomorrow night. And did I mention there is a pregnant lady at work?

I don't want to give her the crud...or worse THE FLU!

Because y'all, I've got a fever and the chills. My body aches all over. I didn't sleep all that well last night. And my nose is runny.

The good news is that blogs aren't contagious which means you guys better not stay away because I am highly entertaining when I am sick.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Because I haven't talked about law school in awhile...

In case you were wondering, I am re-applying to law school.

I'll be honest. I've been going back and forth on this issue for awhile.

But I've made my decision and I'm going at it again. I am not a quitter.

Just fyi.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

October...hurry up and be over already.

I know you're not supposed to wish your life away but seriously, I'm ready for this month to be over. We're getting new phones at the end of the month and I CAN'T WAIT!!!

I know it's not that big of a deal, but it's the little things people...

The weather is great.
I think the leaves are going to change soon.
The Sooners seem to be back on track.
I am happy to be wearing hoodies, jeans and rocket dogs.
Dawson's Creek season watching is on in full force.
I've been having great hair days recently.

And while all of those things are great...Halloween is still in this month. Blech.

I hate Halloween.

But you know what I'm buying my phone on Halloween.

New phone trumps stinky holiday.
(Trust me. I voted on this issue and it's stinky.)

Maybe Halloween won't be so bad after all this year.

After all people, it's the little things.
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Hi y'all! The name's Samantha. You can call me Sam if you like. I am a lover to a boy I met at Falls Creek in the summer of 2005, that is a student of Jesus, a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die I'll be Sooner dead, Democrat by party, blonde to the core, and oldies but goodies kind of girl.
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