Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Wednesday is "Thanksgiving" Day

There's No Place like Home for the Holidays
Oh, there’s no place like
home for the holidays,
‘Cause no matter how far away you roam
When you pine for the sunshine
Of a friendly face
For the holidays, you can’t beat
Home, sweet home

I met a man who lives in Tennessee
And he was headin’ for Pennsylvania
And some home made pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania folks a travelin’ down
To Dixie’s sunny shore
From Atlantic to Pacific, gee
The traffic is terrific

Oh there's no place like home
For the holidays, ‘cause no matter
How far away you roam
If you want
To be happy in a million ways
For the holidays, you can’t beat
Home, sweet home

Thanksgiving: a day set apart for giving thanks to God; a really good meal day especially in the South; one of my favorite holidays

Here are a couple of things that I will be giving thanks for tomorrow.

  • My family: I am thankful for my little family of two. We have learned a lot more this year about each other and I am thankful that I am more in love my husband than I was on our wedding day. I am also thankful for our extended families. They love us a great deal and do an excellent job of showing us. I am also exceedingly thankful that we have a good relationship with our families to the point that we can count on them to be there for us no matter what happens.
  • My childhood: I am thankful for all the good experiences that my parents made sure I had before going out into the world on my own. They have truly made a difference.
  • OUr education: I am very proud to be a Sooner alumna, but I am also proud that within my parents, husband and siblings we're working on getting the 5th degree this next year(my husband's to be exact!) My sister will make 6 within two years. Have I mentioned that my husband is also set to be a 1st generation college graduate too? Well he is! Education has opened doors that should not have been opened and I am very grateful for it.
  • My friends: This year more than last I am ever so grateful for ALL of my friends. New and old. I miss having all of you just down the street who are the older ones and the newer ones well, I'm seeing road trips in my future.
  • My relationship with God: Last but certainly not least, I am so thankful for my redeeming Savior and his faithfulness to take care of my little world. He is consistent in reminding me that He loves me and that He does not forget about me. EVER.
I hope this post finds you well, that you have safe travels and a very Happy Thanksgiving.


Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Tuesday's High/Low

High: Tomorrow is the last day of the work week.
Low: Traffic is going to be complete crap. I know this shouldn't be a low, but if you're new to my blog, then maybe I should tell you that I have slight road rage.

High: I am out at my parents house tonight and everyone is home. It's lots of fun when we're all together.
Low: We lost badly last Saturday. We're going to a crappy bowl.

High: It's THANKSGIVING WEEK!! I am excited about cooking with my mother in law this week.
Low: The LSAT is a week and a half away.

High: My husband is a doll.

I will be posting tomorrow because it is educational Wednesday, but if I don't hear from you before then, Happy Thanksgiving!

Monday, November 23, 2009

I'm alive. I'm alive! I'm SO ALIVE!

So it's about time we had a random posting around here don't cha think?

  1. Saw New Moon for the second time around. Taylor Lautner is wonderful to gaze at on end.
  2. I'm still Team Edward.
  3. We also saw The Blind Side this weekend. This is definitely a must-see!
  4. My Christmas tree is going up soon.
  5. I still LOVE my Sooners. Lots of people are ready to jump ship. I'm not one of them.
  6. I take the LSAT on December 5th. Same time. Same place.
  7. I am ready for this weekend. BIG. TIME.
  8. I am thankful for and old.
  9. My husband graduates May 15th. I am so proud.
  10. Snuggling with my husband in the morning is one of my favorite parts of the day.
  11. If I had a job where I could wear jeans, a t-shirt, big sunglasses and occasional hat I suppose, and read ALL the time I would ask where to sign immediately.
  12. My face has had an explosion of acne and rosacea recently. Very classy at 25, I tell ya.
  13. My husband calls me the "human heater" because I generate a lot of body heat while we sleep at night.
  14. In less than a month, we've been married for two years.
  15. Yes, I'll show some pictures.
Happy Monday.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Some times people astound me...

Let me start this blog post by saying that I thoroughly enjoyed the movie. The quality of the film and effects were so much better this go 'round and I was also equally pleased with the adaptation of the book. I'll not be going into details because I have a pal who I am currently trying to convince to be part of the fabulous world of Twilight.

Also I should probably say that this rant is a little more on edge than usual because I had 2 hours and 20 minutes of sleep last night. I did take a nap, but I've gone soft in my old age because apparently I need my sleep. Who knew? All those all-nighters in college seem like major crazy talk now.

Now that the niceties are over, I'll talk about the ridiculousness that it was to get into the movie.

We show up approximately an hour before the movie starts.I know my commitment level isn't what it should be, but we wound up with good seats. How that happened, I will never know because there was a serious lack of organization. People went inside when the plan was for the people to be in the line for your movie time OUTSIDE of the theater. I know this makes me sound like a cry baby, because people cut but seriously, the management should have enforced this rule. We all payed money to be there. Let's have a fair process.

Also, can someone PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE explain why it is okay to take your 6-8 year old to a midnight premiere?

I don't think I am being old school on this.

If my 13 year old brother and sister can't go to the premiere b/c my parents reason that it is a school night, then there is no reason why your sweet little girl with her cute Team Edward t-shirt should be up this late.

Hear me?


There is also no reason why you should have an INFANT at the premiere.

I wish I were kidding really I do but I couldn't make this up if I tried.

I realize that you're a fan like I am.


It is called a baby sitter or if you're fortunate enough to have family in town then call them!

BUT do NOT bring your infant child to a movie theater.

So what they won't remember seeing the movie, the point is that they could CRY! Remember that part about all of us PAYING to see the movie?

I realize this might make me a meanie head but so be it.

I did not pay to hear a kid cry, thankyouverymuch!

By the way, the kid never cried. BUT STILL.

There were also multiple 6-8 year old kids that I saw at the premiere. They all looked so cute in their Team Edward/Team Jacob shirts, leggings and skirts and for a moment I was distracted by how they looked by mini teeny-boppers.

And then my mom's school teacher that is ingrained into my body for all eternity kicked in and I came to my senses.

FOR THE LOVE, why are these little kids at a MIDNIGHT premiere??

And then, can someone tell me why you want to dress like you're going clubbing to this deal?

I wasn't there in my pjs, but I was there in jeans and a hoodie. I had little make-up on because it was late and obviously Rob Pattinson, and Taylor Lautner weren't going to be making any appearances other than on the screen last night....;)

Seriously, I really do think that all the girls in their cute t-shirts and leggings were darling.

Really I do.

And as juvenile as it was, it was cute when all the girls screamed when Jacob had no shirt on and again at the end of the movie when Edward does what he does.

But the lack of common sense is astounding in this world some times.

I know they say it takes all kinds to make the world go 'round, and it is even more so evident in the Twilight fan world.

And now, I've stepped off my soapbox.

Thank you for listening to my rant and now if you'll excuse me, I've got a real night of sleep ahead of me.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

I'm declaring my love for Edward...

Edward Cullen that is.

I am so committed to our relationship (even if it only exists on the world of literature) that I am staying up way past my bed time tonight to go watch him.

I am so committed that I will go to work on what is expected to be a busy day on a very low amount of sleep.

I am so committed that I am in the middle of writing this lame blog post about how much I love Edward Cullen.

The time has come, which team are you?

Clearly you know where I stand.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Wednesday is "Hump" Day...again.

Ever wonder how educational Wednesdays got their start?

Well wonder no more.

Here's the original y'all.

Happy Wednesday.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

In EVERYTHING give thanks!

I got a cool little gift from a sorority sister in the mail today.

On the gift, it said, "In Everything Give Thanks".

When I sit down to blog on High/Low Tuesday's, I think of the good and the bad of the week. I try end on a happy note every time because I know that in the bigger picture of life, my story is set to end well.

(Here comes the "but" part of the blog post.)

But....some days it is really hard to not get stuck on the bad of the day/week.

I know I shouldn't, but I do it anyway.

Today was a little bit of a rough day. We all have them, and just when I thought I was just like everyone else, God met me EXACTLY where I was.

There is a ton on my plate and at times it can get overwhelming.

And in case you didn't catch it the first time, God met me EXACTLY where I was. He always does because he is faithful and well maybe he knows of my tendencies to be stubborn...

You see that little gift I got in the mail, reminded me that while I may not know how things ever turn out in any of these situations, it is going to be for the glory of His kingdom. I can be thankful for the present situation and thankful for the one that is to come.

Because it will be God's will for my life.

That being said, I have realized that while I have committed tons of time telling you about my good week, I've forgotten to tell you about being thankful for all of it.

But God didn't.

I am glad He got me in check before next week. After all, Thanksgiving is probably more of a favorite than Christmas sometimes. (GASP!)

And by the way, I am thankful for you, blogging world.

"Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus." 1 Thessalonians 5:15-17

P.S. As they say in the movie, The Wizard of Oz, "Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain." Or in your case, pay no attention to the grouch who wrote that hussy of a post yesterday. You see, she wasn't ready to be thankful just yet. But I promise you, she's all better now.

Oh good Lord, I just wrote in third person. This post should have ended after the verses.

Oh well.

Monday, November 16, 2009

A Public Service Announcement....

I love Christmas. If you have spent any time around me at all, it is evident.

Because of my life for all things holly and jolly, I play my Christmas music a little more than early and I get excited when there is mention of snow like there is for tonight. It is a magical time. Like the song, "The Christmas Waltz" says, "'s that time of year when the world falls in love."

My love for this time of year is not something that is new.

If you don't like it, I am sorry.

But stop telling me you hate hearing my Christmas music or it is stupid for me to wish for snow.

I don't come into your home, car, work space, etc and tell you that I hate or dislike something about you and your personality that is part of the very core of who you are.

It is well beyond rude for you to do the same to me when I listen to Christmas music.

The first time through ten times are plenty enough for you to complain...or excuse me...joke or kid around as you say.

After that it is rude and yes even though it may sound a little juvenile, it really does hurt my feelings.

So stop yourself next time. While you may be pissed at the world, I'd appreciate it if you no longer take it out on me and my Christmas love.


Sunday, November 15, 2009

About as trashy as it gets...

I too, was a part of the bridal fashion craze known as "Trash the Dress".

It was actually this time of year two years ago that I joined the club.

So anyway, because it's a rainy afternoon and because I'm feeling a little sentimental, I am providing these pictures for your viewing pleasure.

(It should be noted that this floor is the front entry of my home church. It is cleaned regularly.)

So while it looks like I'm wallering around on the dirty floor, I am in fact not.

So my "Trash the Dress" pictures aren't quite as legitimate as those who take theirs on a beach somewhere. But they were just as fun.

I think that's why the bride looks so happy when these types of pictures are taken.
It's about being at home with yourself at one of the happiest times of your life.
Happy Sunday.

(All pictures taken in this post were by the lovely Alexandria McAtee. She is a gem and one of the matchmakers in our relationship!)

Saturday, November 14, 2009

A fun little doo-dad.

Thank you Brittany for giving me fun Saturday blogging material.

And it should be noted that I got to go home and sleep in my own California King size bed last night.

Now let's get down to business.

1. What is your current obsession? Christmas movies.

2. What are you wearing today? Blue sweats, high school football t-shirt and an OU sweatshirt.

3. What’s for dinner? Soup, I think and I am NOT excited about it.

4. What’s the last thing you bought? Mickey D’s.

5. What are you listening to right now? Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 and The Santa Clause 2

6. What do you think about the person who tagged you? Brittany is a wonderful writer and she is becoming a good friend.

7. If you could have a house, totally paid for, fully furnished, anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be? Gosh…I’d want it to be somewhere historical in the U.S. like Boston or Washington D.C.

8. What are your must-have pieces for summer? Yellow-Box flip-flops because they are the most comfortable yet so cute and Big sunglasses.

9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? Somewhere that it is snowing with my besties.

10. Which language do you want to learn? I took Italian in college and I’d like to be fluent.

11. What’s your favorite quote? “Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you imagined.”- Henry David Thoreau

12. Who do you want to meet right now? I think it would be cool to meet some of you guys.

13. What is your favorite colour? Red on a regular basis, but I go through tons of phases. I really do like the rainbow…except for orange;)

14. What is your favorite piece of clothing in your own closet? An OU hoodie.

15. What is your dream job? The President of the United States.

16. What’s your favorite magazine? USWeekly or People…I know they’re not the most respectful magazines, but I love them shamelessly.

17. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on? Mani/pedi and some clothes

18. What do you consider a fashion faux pas? I cannot handle brown and black.

19. Who according to you is the most over-rated style icon? I'm probably about to lose some readers for this, but Audrey Hepburn. She's good, but she's no Jackie Kennedy.

20. What kind of haircut do you prefer? I have had all kinds. I like long hair and short hair…for now I’ve been sportin’ short hair.

21. What are you going to do after this? Watch more Christmas movies and the OU game of course. It is Saturday after all.

22. What are your favorite movies? The Wizard of Oz is my all-time favorite. Then it’s Christmas Vacation, Legally Blonde, Father of the Bride I and II, and White Christmas.

23. What are three cosmetic/makeup/perfume products that you can't live without?

1. Hair Product: I am a firm believer in spending money on your hair. I don’t care what kind of hair you have, be it curly, straight, colored, not colored, you should spend some time and money on them. A good hair-do makes a difference to me.

2. Perfume/Deodorant: Smelling good is very important as well, but do not over do it. I know people who take a bath in their perfume and it is not attractive in the slightest.

3. Eye-liner and mascara: I know this technically makes it four things but to me these two go hand in hand because I have blonde body hair which means if I don’t have these two things on, I look like a completely different person. Plus they say your eyes are the window to your soul, so why not make sure that the view is beautiful.

24. What inspires you? A good book, a great speech by a politician, my family, my faith, friends and my husband.

25. Give us three styling tips that always work for you?

1. Keeping my body groomed. That means taking my meds for my Rosacea, getting my hair done, keeping my nails neat and orderly. If a Hollywood starlet is dressed in the best designer, but has roots or her nails look like trash, she completely goes off the radar for me.

2. I like classic jewelry pieces. I wear my wedding rings, pearl earrings and my Pandora bracelet every day. Costume jewelry is okay, but to me a lady looks far more elegant and at home with herself with pieces on that means something to her.

3. Color. I love to wear color and yes black counts as a color. I also like to match color schemes.

26. What do you do when you “have nothing to wear” (even though your closet’s packed)? I grab my big sunglasses and crank up the radio. It works every time.

27. Coffee or tea? Unsweet Tea. I don’t like coffee. I just can’t make myself drink it.

28. What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed? Retail therapy if I can afford it. If I can’t then I get to blogging or texting my friends and I read a good book.

29. What is the meaning of your name? Listener. It is Aramaic/English.

30. Which other blogs do you love visiting? Waaaaaaaaay too many to pinpoint just a few.

31. Favorite Dessert/Sweet? It’s not that I can’t pick just one, I refuse to pick just one. I love my momma’s dirt cake, pumpkin pie, strawberries and sugar, ice cream sandwiches, peanut butter sheet cake blackberry cobbler, and chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream.

32. Favorite Season? Weather: Summer, Holiday: Thanksgiving and Christmas so right now basically.

33. If I come to your house now, what would you cook for me? Mexican food.

34. What is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you? This is really hard for me so much so that I can’t do it sometimes, but I think it is important to confront them in Christian love. (Matthew 18:15-19)

35. How do you calm yourself down when you are agitated or angry? I turn up the radio and usually call my sister.

36.Who is the modern ideal girl: The one who knows how to shop, dress and enjoy, or the one who is simple but manages the house, kids and herself well? I think these two types are one in the same. Each woman no matter her station has her own unique style

Happy Saturday girls and BOOMER SOONER.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Where are your priorities, people?

Right now at this very moment, my husband and my little brother are in my little brother's room playing Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2.

I know that sentence isn't all that riveting, but how they got there is a little hilarious.

By the way, I hope y'all don't mind me talking a ton about my husband recently. He's just been giving me lots of material.

As you know, he has a serious commitment to his X-Box.

I thought I understood the impact that his commitment has had on my life.

Well, I was wrong.

We live in family campus housing where my husband attends college.

We get free internet. It isn't the best, but we deal with it. We get kicked off randomly here and there. Yeah it is aggravating at times, but for the most part it isn't a problem.

My parents however, have excellent internet.

So excellent in fact, that tonight we're staying at my parent's house so Brandon can get in some quality time with his buddies on X-Box.

Yes, you read that sentence right.

He even asked my mom last night if we could come and stay the night.

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd did I mention he borrowed a projector from work to compensate for the fact that he can't play on his big screen at our house?

Oh, I didn't tell you that part yet?

Well, my husband borrowed a projector from work to compensate for the fact that he can't play on his big screen at our house tonight.

My dad has a big screen that he could play on, but he didn't want to take away from my dad's time with his big screen. It's considerate, I know. It has something to do with men sticking together or something to that effect I guess.

Either way, my husband is committed. I guess I just didn't realize just how big the commitment was or just how big the sacrifices would be on my part.

You know like the sacrifice of me giving up my California King bed tonight.

But I'm not bitter.

Hope y'all are out a hot date somewhere tonight for me.

Happy Friday.

P.S. I know I said my next task was the pesky little X-Box, but you gotta know how to choose your battles ladies.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

How the West was won...

I knew it would happen at some point. I’m not being cocky. I’m just that good.

Okay, maybe I’m being just a smidge cocky…but only a smidge.

I am a very persuasive person. I have won more than a few battles in my day. No one knows this more than my husband. I have convinced him on more than one occasion that he should re-visit some issues…very important issues.

For example, prior to our relationship, Brandon was a fan of the Sooners, but he was not a committed fan. Clearly, I need not convince you that this most important of issues since changed upon the DTR aka Define the Relationship talk of our relationship. I mean really his lack of commitment to the Sooners would most definitely have been a deal breaker. So I let him know that his “Come to Jesus” moment better happen quickly. Obviously, he saw things my way because we live and die by the season. His family knows if we visit on a game day weekend that Saturday is planned around the game. It is just a non-negotiable deal. Now this isn’t to say that I forced him into the deal. He was a Sooner fan to begin with; he just needed a little guidance on how to properly be one so to speak.

He also was more than apathetic about politics in general. The combination of my major being in Political Science and the fact that I am a Democrat and he is a Republican quickly changed that. Now he’s not some Neo-Con and I’m not a super liberal. We’re actually quite moderate. We just happen to disagree on the minute details that put us in the middle of our ideals in the first place. But the point to this example is that he now calls me when an issue upsets him. He likes politics almost as much as I do.

I’m not saying that what he thought of both of these issues prior to life with me was wrong.

No…I wouldn’t dream of out rightly saying that especially now that my husband reads my blog on occasion.

What I’m saying is that maybe my passion about what I deem is among the important things in life has rubbed off on him. I think it is only fair to say that things that are important to him have in their own way become important to me too.

But this blog post isn’t about his persuasion techniques. It is about mine.

Nor is this blog about my husband not being strong willed. If you think he isn’t then you need to revisit the part in this post where he is a Republican and I am a Democrat.

Well, there is one area of life that I have yet to convince him that is important to our lives.

It is my blog.

But don’t worry, I’ve been slowly but surely wearing him down on this issue.

As per usual Brandon style, he at first teased me about getting excited about my blog. He thought it was another Xanga phase. He didn’t quite get how I could connect with people across the country. He raised an eyebrow when I got excited because MckMama herself tweeted back to me. And on more than one occasion with a smirk on his face, he has uttered the question that we all know in the blogging world if we have spouses, “Are you gonna blog about this too?”

To his credit, on occasion he has asked if I’ve blogged recently or read my blogs when I’ve had a bad day. Although recently his credibility could be called into question as Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 arrived to our house at exactly 12:48am on November 10th because since then I have not seen him on a regular basis and I’ve gone to bed by myself for 3 nights in a row now. So getting me to blog has been about giving him more time to play.


Side note over…now where was I? Oh yes…

Sooner or later, my husband has his "Come to Jesus" moment. He can tease and mock all he wants, but I'm good at what I do.

Very good in fact, because ladies, I’ve done it.

He is on my side now.

You know the famous line..."You may have won the battle, but we're gonna win the war."

Well I won the war. And here’s why…

Last night, we went to church to take the ever dreaded church directory pictures.

You know the ones I’m talking about.

They are the pictures that are NOT flattering at all.

They also cost an arm and a leg.

And by the way, WHY in the world do church pictures cost that much, I mean really? Seriously, it isn’t a wedding photo. They don’t take enough pictures to be considered a legitimate family session. Otherwise they would be flattering pictures and I wouldn’t look like a ghost. I am white people, but not that white!

To make matters worse, these pictures are then taken and put into a photo directory for all the world to see. If I want the old ladies who love to take these books and gossip about all of the pictures inside, I’d at least like my dignity to be in place when they do so thankyouverymuch.

I like to have my picture taken people, but when the experience is like this and it only gets worse.

Yes it got worse.

Then it makes for a very eventful and very bad evening.

Because ladies and gentlemen, I kid you not, the phrases "say cheese", "say stinky feet", "say monkeys" were uttered are way more than were necessary of an occasion.

But that isn’t the worst part…oh I wish it were. But then if it wasn’t this bad, I wouldn’t be sitting here telling you how I won the war.



The snorting was the worst part. Then she proceeded to have us take pictures separately because you know we're in high school and all.

I realize you’re stuck on the snorting part still. I personally cannot get over the fact yet and it’s almost been a full 24 hour period.

Brandon and I left church scarred for the rest of our human lives.

But just when I thought it couldn’t get any better….

Brandon looks me in the eye and says in a voice that is more serious than all get out, "Now this is good blogging material."

If I'm lyin', I'm dyin.

Obviously, I’m alive, so you know this is the truth.

And that ladies is how the West was won.

My next task: that pesky X-Box.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Wednesday is "Known" Day

Known:to be known is to be popular (good or bad) for one reason or another.
(Thank you Urban Dictionary yet again. I like that we're pals who meet up once a week for a talk per say.)

We all have our tendencies, things we're known for if you will.

I am known on a Wednesday to sit down and peruse all of my former educational Wednesday posts to see what I've talked about and what I haven't talked know so I don't post a re-post if by name only. I am a little anal in that sense. I also then hit up my trusty dictionary site for what their enlightening words will have to say will define the post. I then figure out what I want to blog about and surprisingly the definition can sway my post to go one way and then some weeks it can completely change my idea entirely.

Well this week is no different.

I originally set down to discuss the fact that I'm known for this time of year to have already watched ALL of my Christmas movies at least once. However because I chose to wait to listen to Christmas music until *ahem* November, I seem to be behind on a few things that I'm known for during the holiday season. My little sister, Jess, jump started me back on the straight and narrow after she tweeted about watching my favorite Christmas movie, "A White Christmas" yesterday. My brother and sister stayed the night last night due to the holiday from school and work for Veteran's Day and they are tweeters too. So my youngest sister was ready to watch the movie as soon as she hit the door. We're watching it now as I write this post. So I planned to talk about how the watching of this movie has put me back on track to be known for being my usual self.

But when I looked at the definition of known, I thought about what I am known for as a blogger.

This isn't a pity party of sorts. I promise.

Honestly, I really am curious.

What is my blog known for?

Oh sure there are girls who have blogs where they are known for being a mommy.

There are mommy blogs that have miracle kids.

There are mommy blogs that have multiple kids.

There are other blogs who are known for wanting to be a mommy.

Then there are blogs who while they may not have kids, they know what they want to do with their life and further more in many cases have their dream job already.

There are blogs about girls who are recent brides.

There are blogs about girls with crazy in-laws.

There are girls who blog about their most recent purchase.

There are blogs about girls who are moving from one phase of their life into the next whether it's buying a home, gearing up for a new job, or getting a job.

There are blogs about girls who give away lots of cool stuff! (That I NEVER win btw.)

And I'm not making fun of them. Really, I'm not. In my eyes, when I talk about your latest goings-on with my husband, if he can't remember who you are in my blog world, I tell him what you're known for. And then he remembers and we go on about our business.

You all have made your mark in my world.

I'm not really known for any of those things, I don't think.

I don't have my dream job.
We're not starting a family any time no miracle babies any time soon.
We're definitely not in the market for a new house.
I can't tell you the latest "must have" purchase that allows me to keep up with the Jones's this week.
I'm not a recent bride.
I'm not from anywhere cool in the country.

I don't even have any famous or known for blog postings.

Yes, I have a regular weekly posting in Educational Wednesday but it is nothing of the caliber of Weight Watchers Wednesdays or Wordless Wednesdays or Not Me! Mondays or Show Us Your Life Fridays.

I am just another regular blogger who isn't really famous or known for anything in particular.

It's cool.

I'm not sad or upset by it.

I know that some day one of the so-called criteria of the blogging world will happen for me and I'll move up in the blogger echelon.

You know, I'll be a mom, or I'll start school up again or we'll make a big move across country.

But that day isn't today and it's not going to be in the next week or even month either.

To be quite honest, I'm not sure if I'll ever be known in the blogging world for anything other than the girl with the weird blog name who has a tendency to talk like she has over a thousand followers when she's talking to probably 5-10 people a day.

But then again, that's just about every body in the blogging world.

At some point, we all have to get our start no matter how original or un-original it might be.

So for now, I'm not really known for much of anything.

And maybe, I'll never really be known for anything specific.

But that isn't going to stop me from blogging or being part of the blogging world.

After all, I am a newlywed that loves Jesus, football, politics, and rock-n-roll. That being said, I am a Southern Baptist by denomination, a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die I'll be Sooner dead, Democrat by party and oldies but goodies kind of girl.

And I'll just bet you somewhere that there is a girl who isn't known for being all of those things yet.

Or maybe there is and you just met her.

Happy Wednesday.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

The Ultimate High/Low


Behold a bad-ass hair day.(Excuse the lack of make-up and my rosascea on the cheeks, nose and chin. It tends to show up more at the end of the day.)

Today, I had one of those rare days where my hair was so good, I couldn't mess it up if I tried.

I knew I should have taken a picture this morning when I left the house.

Because not only did my hair look good, my make-up was wonderful and my outfit was cute!

I'm talking, my lips and the gloss on them would have made Angelina Jolie and Jessica Simpson's lips green with envy--if it were humanly possible for lips to be green with envy--because my lips are naturally big and because my lips were the kind of sexy shiny that would have smoked Jessica's best pout.

And my layers and colors coordinated perfectly. I wore a cute blue striped shirt with my typical undershirt known as a sleeveless Old Navy tank, with a black cotton dress from Old Navy with grey leggings from Old Navy and black ballet flats.

It was like Jesus said this morning, "Sam, I realize you're dog tired from the drama from this weekend so you're going to have one of those good hair days. So good you won't be able to stand yourself."

And I can't stand myself.

You know what I'm talking about. A girl is virtually untouchable when she has a bad-ass hair day...especially this girl.

So while my family still needs lots and lots of prayer.

You need not be concerned with me and my beautiful blonde hair.

Because me and Jesus clearly have that under control.

Monday, November 9, 2009

I'm a member of the XWA: it's like AA but different.

XWA stands for X-box Wives Anonymous.

So I'll start this meeting off appropriately by introducing myself.

Hi, my name is Samantha and my husband LOVES his X-box.

Hi Samantha.

I'm not sure when my husband's love for his X-box entirely began because you see it was in his life before I was.

All I know is that he has a serious commitment to it.

So serious in fact that tonight my husband will make not one but two trips to Game Stop because Call of Duty: Modern Warfare comes out today...well tonight at midnight to be exact.

He is on his first trip right now to pick up his receipt. ETA: He's back and has now waived his receipt at me on 3 separate occasions.

Then he goes back at midnight to trade his receipt for the game.

He's so committed to this game that he has his homework for today and tomorrow done. So he can spend every free second playing his game.

I'm about to lose my husband for who knows how long. It is seriously a good thing we don't have kids right now because if we did, they would lose a daddy too.

I'm losing our big screen tv to his playing because that is where the X-box is in our house.

So for all of you that have husbands who are obsessed with COD, I salute you as a fellow sister. And for the rest of you who have not taken a turn with a new game day this year, let me know when it's your turn. I'll be glad to attend your meeting to support you.

Until then, I'll be in our bedroom watching Christmas movies, reading your blogs and pretty much living the single life until probably sometime next week.

Happy Monday.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

the unspoken prayer

"And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full. But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you. And when you pray, do not keep on babbling like pagans, for they think they will be heard because of their many words. Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him."
Matthew 6:5-8

I need you to do me a favor blog world.

I need you to pray for an unspoken but very real prayer request.

While I'd love to share, I can't.

It's not my story to tell.

Pray for all of the unspoken prayer requests you've heard of recently because they are just as important as the spoken ones.

And God knows what you're praying about even if you don't and THAT is what matters.

And while this may sound a little rude, I need to say it. Please don't comment to tell me you're praying and then you don't wind up praying. It is a serious matter and I only want serious commenters today.

Thank you.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Exhibit "A"

My husband thinks he's a character.

But I'm getting ahead of myself. And I've only written one sentence.

As you know we have little unspoken rules in our house. You know for a quick refresher, the one about the last one in bed has to turn out the lights.

Well there are rules in the car too. Three to be exact.

For example, there are two cup holders in our Monte Carlo, one by the radio and one back closer to the seats. The driver gets the one closer to the seats because it is easier to get as it allows for the driver to not have to take his or her eyes off the road.

You cannot tickle the driver not even at a stoplight.

And finally, what we're here to discuss tonight...the passenger of the car has to get out at all convenience stops along the road.

Now, tonight we headed out to my parents to watch Grey's and to also see my sister in from college. I was really excited about seeing my sister. I was in my comfy shoes and pjs as well because we spend Thursday nights at my parents for Grey's and Private Practice. It's a time of comfort food, the weekly gossip and just spending time with the family in general.

My mom called on our way out and asked if we'd pick up some pop. I grabbed my laptop so I could blog and my purse. Brandon followed me out the door. On the way out, he said "I'll drive."

It caught me off guard a bit, but I thought he was being nice.

I even told him that he was such a sweetie.

HA....Nope. I thought wrong.

He looked at me with his 12 year old boy grin and said, "I just don't want to get out of the car to get the pop."

People, Exhibit A:
I went into the store looking like an old grandpa with my socks in my moccasins all because my husband is a character.

And I have the evidence to prove it.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Wednesday is "Aunt Ruby Flo" Day

Well this is one that the Urban Dictionary did not have.

Aunt Ruby Flow: a clever name that my sister and I came up with for that time of the month; a relative that all girls can grow to have a love/hate relationship with if the relationship cultivates itself properly

It is that time of the month for me.

I realize that may be a bit much for some of you that read, but just hold onto the part of your self that is saying "TMI" to the computer screen for just a moment. If you're a girl, you go through it. It is a natural part of our lives as women.

Wow...that was a little...well you know.

Anyway, I have decided that my husband finds it extremely humorous while I'm dealing with my visitor to pester me.

Yes, he knows that I'm dealing with the fact that my pants fit tighter due to bloating this morning.
Yes, he knows that my day that was "slower than all get out" (another techincal educational term we'll discuss some other day) and while I would have usually enjoyed it, today I was just annoyed.
Yes, he knows my whole body not just my chest area is tender.
Yes, he knows I'm just a little crabbier than usual.

And most of all, yes, he knows that it is ridiculously easier to get a rise out of me.

I am as average as it gets as far as dealing with Aunt Ruby Flo is concerned. I'm also regular.

Side note: I am not complaining about regular. You will never hear about that from me because I know several women who don't have a regular period and then have a horrible time getting pregnant because of it. I am also very glad that I'm not irregular and have wound up pregnant and not knowing it! That show gives me nightmares. Okay, side note over...

You see my good guy friends were quick to let him in on the secret that I am one of those girls you can get a rise out of if you pester her just right. They sent him the proper schooling so he'd have the proper training when the situation arose.

The proper situation never fails to be when I'm dealing with Aunt Ruby.

Brandon and I compliment each other very well. When one person is having a bad day the other isn't and typically we bring one another out of our slump.

Well somehow it turns out that he is always in a good mood during this time of the month, so much so that he is...chipper.

I don't do chipper y'all.

It's that simple.

And Brandon gets a total kick out of this. And I know at some point, my friends will see that their young Padawan has now become the Master.

I'm so sure that they're proud.

Well that's great, grand. and wonderful. (Yes you're supposed to read it in the Chris Farley voice.)

I'm still stuck dealing with the hateful old bitty who decided to roll into town for a few days.

Happy Wednesday.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Molly Weasley trumps Mary Poppins EVERY time.

My house is currently a disaster area. I'm talking President Obama could declare it if he wanted to right now at this very minute and no one would question it.


So, maybe I'm exaggerating a tinge, but seriously, I'm about to go crazy.

See the thing is my husband is super great at helping me around the house.


He is my Molly Weasley when you come to think of it.

For example, I slightly raise an eyebrow when I walk into a slightly dirty room. I straighten things up a little of course. But when I come home the next day, it is spotless.

Seriously, y'all when I go back to school the housework will be mine totally. He has taken it on while in school and he actually does it willingly.

I do make a contribution by making sure that things get to their next destination in life. You know dirty clothes in hamper, trash in trash can, glasses/dishes in sink, etc. I'm good at cleaning up the table and cleaning up after dinner. I hate a nasty bathroom and will do something about it. But my Molly Weasley, well he seems to wave his magic wand and it all disappears. And I love him for that.

HOWEVER, sometime during the semester IT husband gets sick.

And Mary Poppins arrives.

I don't like Mary Poppins y'all.

She is a good housekeeper and nanny, but she makes a girl help out.

And when you have an hour and a half commute round trip every day, this helping out business can make a girl a little crabby too.


I know I should be more than willing to help out, especially when my husband is sick.

I can definitely find my clothes easier in the morning if I help. If I can find my clothes easier, I'm not "super close okay really 30 seconds late which I absolutely hate" late. If I'm not late, then I start my day out right at work. If I start my day out right at work, then things tend to go better.

But, seriously y'all...sometimes it's just easier to wait for Molly.

Because Molly has all of my clothes organized for me annnnnnnnd Molly makes sure to keep the laundry going annnnnnnnd Molly has dinner ready most nights I just have to help with a few last minute things.

I know all you Mary Poppins of the world think you're "practically perfect" in every way, but my Molly Weasley has a magic wand.

And a magic wand trumps Mary Poppins and her bag every time.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Happy November!

I know you know how much I love Fall, but when November 1 rolls around, I get downright giddy.

I really LOVE Thanksgiving and Christmas and November 1 means that both are not too far away!

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnd Christmas music was on a radio station on the way home today. I'm in heaven.

Anyway, here are a couple of highlights from the weekend.

  • We got our new phones!
  • We found cute OU coats for Christmas cards.
  • I got new Converse shoes. They're super cute.
  • Brandon's mom made home-made lasagna. Seriously amazing!
  • I got my new calendar for next year. I have lots of dates to jot down tomorrow at work.
  • We got phone covers for our's teeny bopperish I know, but oh well.
  • I had a Sonic Grilled Cheese that was AMAZING.
  • We just had some good ol' fun.
I hope you had a good weekend too.
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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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