Friday, September 30, 2011

Something a little less heavy...

Thanks for the comments yesterday y'all. I appreciate them greatly.

Today I thought we'd talk about something a little less heavy...the Real Housewives drama going on in Jersey currently.

  • Jacqueline didn't show for the Reunion taping this week. She tweeted that she was feverish and nauseous. I'm not saying that she wasn't, but I just find it absolutely ludicrous that Bravo went on with the taping without her. That is crazy. There has to be something else going on. And this sucks if she's leaving for sure because I LOVE Jacqueline.
  • I also read today that Jacqueline and Teresa no longer follow one another on twitter...much like Dina and Caroline. If Dina and Caroline are on the outs that really breaks my heart. I love the Manzo family. As for Teresa and everyone else, I am not surprised. Teresa acts like her family is going through a hard time, but still wears the nice things. I get that she owned most of those things before they filed, but it still is in poor taste in my opinion. 
  • There was more drama with Teresa and Melissa this week at the Posche Fashion Show. I'm not really into the specifics but Teresa supposedly tried to make Melissa like she used to be a stripper. I'm not understanding Teresa's need to be so vindictive/"expose" her family. She looks like a serious spoiled brat when she can't let anyone but herself be happy or successful.

Have I missed anything?? What's your take on the Jersey drama? 

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Broke as a Joke.

My husband and I live in a constant state of "brokeness."

If you've ever had a period of life like ours, you know what I'm talking about.

You also know that it is very frustrating, humiliating, humbling and yet thrilling all at the same time because there is this promise of the future when things will be better.

The part that is frustrating is that I can't just run out for lunch every day because it is more cost effective to buy groceries and make meals from home, then it is to go for lunch with the girls. It is equally frustrating when we have to save every last penny just so we can have a date night on occasion.

The part that is humiliating is that we don't get to wear the cool clothes or talk about all the fun concerts or how we vacation every six months. Because those things don't happen. We know we're working towards that goal, but for now it's extremely embarrassing to tell people that we can't go somewhere or do a fun activity because we don't have the money. The part that is humiliating is the very reason I don't talk about it on our blog. There are some things that I don't need written down or documented to remember how hard this part of our life feels and is. (So don't be surprised if I don't talk about this on a regular basis.)

The part that is humbling is writing this very post. I am putting our life and our hardest struggles out there by typing that we are in a phase of our life where we are poor. I know poor is relative especially for American standards. But, I believe that just because it may not seem hard to others does not mean that is not hard. Elvis Presley once said, “Don't criticize what you don't understand, son. You never walked in that man's shoes.” It is equally humbling to hear stories from people who have been there and are at a point in their lives where they can live the life they wish to live.

And while I'm here, I would just like to say that I'm not asking for millions. I just want to be in a position to be able to help another financially like so many have done for us. I want to be in a position where we can tithe regularly and not have to worry about choosing about whether we should or not. Also, while I'm here, I want it to be made clear that this is not a pity party in any way. I also am not writing this so you think we're strong and brave and all that crap.

There is also this part that is thrilling. This part is the part where we get to daydream all day long about how some day this part of our life will pass. It's no secret that #justkeepswimming is my motto and even battle cry for law school. It helps me to keep moving along because there will be an end to this time in our marriage known as that one time we moved across the country so I could fulfill my life long dream of becoming an attorney even though we were broke as a joke the whole time.

BUT there is also a part that is equally thrilling and that's the part of being in the middle of living out and being in the moment of this period of our life because one day we'll look back on it with smiles.

And that's the part that gave me the courage to write this post to tell y'all that we need your prayers again.

Brandon is currently working, but he has an opportunity for a different job. It's in his field.

Now God has had his hand in every step of the way with our journey here and I'm not just talking about our move to Michigan. I'm talking about from the very beginning. God knew the struggles we'd face from start to finish. He also knows whether this job is in His will too.

So I'm asking if this community will lift us up in prayer. We would greatly appreciate it.

Happy Thursday.

Note: This is about as out there that I'll ever be about our working lives. If you don't like it, well too bad. It's my blog.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Wednesday is "Bargain" Day.

Bargain: an agreement between parties settling what each shall give and take or perform and receive in a transaction.

Dear Dad,

Remember this conversation???

Exhibit "A"

Well I held up my end of the bargain.

Pay up daddio.

Love your favorite daughter,

P.S. Ahem, Loren and Jessi, If you need proof that I'm the favorite, see Exhibit "B".

Exhibit "B"

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Happy Birthday to my Favorite Set of Twinkies....

Today is my baby sister and bubba's birthday. So as usual, I commence with the wishing of all things well on their special day.

Loren and Will,

First, I want to tell you that I'm so proud to be one of your big sisters. You have made our family complete and keep mom and dad young. You will never know how grateful I am to you for that.

I also want to tell you that 15 is a big year even though nothing major happens other than your learner's permit if you pass the test.

You start to form your opinions about the world on a larger scale and you may even find your first big inspiration.
You also may fall in love for the first time this year.
You also may face your first challenge of everything you've been raised to know. Trust me and listen to me when I say, "Hang on tight to what you believe and even more importantly act on it if a situation arises."
You'll be tested when you least expect it and when you expect it too.

But the good news to all of this is that I've been there and made mistakes. So if you have questions, you know who to call before you make them and I won't be offended if you ignore them. All I ask is that you be smart about it.

I love you both very much and I am so happy that you're in my life.

Now rock on baby sister and brother. Rock on.

Oh yeah and Happy Birthday!

Love your big big sister,

Monday, September 26, 2011

Two on Tuesday!

Hi y'all. So there will be two posts today because it is my baby sister and brother's birthday. This is fitting though because they're twins! Yes, I realize just how corny I just sounded.

So the question for this week is: What two shows have gone off-air that you miss?

Now I realize that the question asks for two shows and I am also very capable of following directions.

However, I am being a rebel and not listening. (A little side info: The oldest people pleaser child in me is beaming with delight currently. My sister Jessi is not surprised in the least however, because I was way more of a rebel than a people pleaser back in my day.)


So instead, I'm doing two categories of shows that are off-air that I miss.

  1. Shows Taken Before I Was Done with Them/Once Gone Proved to be Demise of Actor's Careers: Gilmore Girls and Baywatch
    • If  you've been a reader of this blog for any substantial amount of time, you know that I LOVE LOVE LOVE me some Gilmore Girls. Having said that, when GG ended, there was a possibility for the show to continue into the fall to further wrap up things in Stars Hollow. Alexis Bledel and Lauren Graham supposedly couldn't agree with the CW on terms of their contract. Well, that's good and dandy, but I needed closure. I needed closure on Luke/Lorelei, Rory and who her ultimate beau would be, the town of Stars Hollow, and the Gilmores. Further, we've seen nothing substantial from Alexis in years. A Gilmore Girls movie even now would be much appreciated.
    • Baywatch...ah I can hear the theme song now. I get that David Hasselhoff and Pamela Anderson are basically has-beens at this point, but they may have had a better hold on life had the show been extended. I remember in 5th and 6th grade always discussing the latest episode at school before class started. It was a gem that should have been extended.
  2. Disney/They Don't Make Shows Like That Anymore: The Lizzie McGuire Show, Bug Juice, Even Stevens, and Hannah Montana
    • Enough said. These shows were amazing and I couldn't get enough of Disney when they were on tv and I was in later junior high, high school and college. I have no shame in saying that either. 
So kids, what are some shows that went off-air that you wish hadn't?

Happy Tuesday!!

Monday Mumblings...

I mumble on Mondays. It's a thing. You get used to it.
  • I am in Ravenclaw House.
  • PanAm is going to be a very cool show. I love the history. I love the clothes. AND THE HAIR! Oh my gosh, I LOVE THE HAIR!
  • As my birthday gift to myself, I bought the new Jackie Kennedy book. Seriously, if someone told me I could read about the Kennedy's and teach about them, I'd be more than happy to do so and in fact would consider a dream job. Don't get me wrong, I'm stoked to become an attorney, but teaching about that era would be awesome too.
  • Reading all the new information from J.K. Rowling has been very interesting so far in #pottermore
  • I love the bible study I'm doing. 
This one is short and sweet!

Happy Monday y'all!

Friday, September 23, 2011

A Personal Gut Check.

On Wednesday night, I was still glued to my phone because of all the drama this week. My head was about to burst because I was so upset about it all. I don’t want to give my opinion on the situation because I’m tired of hearing everyone’s words, including my own.(I don’t want that to come off as rude, because I don’t intend that to be rude in any way, shape, or form to be rude. I just think it would be better if I kept my mouth shut on the situation.)

My battery was getting close to dead status and I decided that it was more than a good time to just let it die. I wasn’t getting anywhere with my reading. But before my phone died, I saw where the Supreme Court denied a stay of execution for Troy Davis. I quickly asked someone when his execution was and waited for the news that it was completed while I simultaneously waited for my phone battery to go out. 

My phone died before it was 11pm and I thought about how crazy it was that he knew exactly when he was going to die. He literally would watch it happen. It was certain that it would happen. Now, I’m not writing about the politics of capital punishment, or whether he was innocent. I’m writing about how it affected me. 

In the middle of thinking about it, I realized that my death was certain too. And that thought brought me to my knees (metaphorically). It wasn’t because I don’t know Christ or where I’m going when I die. 

It was because my flesh has become absolutely and completely selfish and I thought about all the things I’d leave behind that were left undone and that bothered me big time.

But you know what? It was the gut check I needed.  

After, I finished my reading I grabbed the bible study I’d been meaning to start since February. I expected God to have something for me about death, and the study didn't start with a message about life and living it either. It was about Jesus from the very beginning of his life. How do all lives begin? With our mommas of course. So it was about Mary too. Even though it wasn't what I thought God would bring to me at that moment in time and still I don't understand how it was meeting me where I was at in that particular time, I'm sure that God will reveal himself at some point. He always does, even if it was as simple as a reminder of where my priorities should be and not where they are presently.

And I enjoyed the quiet and lack of constant connection to the world. That should be noted. 
Then I went to bed and turned my phone back on because I needed an alarm the next morning and suddenly I was back in the world again. Troy Davis had passed from this Earth and I couldn't go to sleep because I was still thinking about everything that had happened this week.

This post doesn’t have a nice little bow to end the story. 

I just wanted to share with y’all where I am in my walk with Christ. I have a lot of growing to do. 

Happy Friday.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Thick as Thieves...

As you know last month, we went to Oklahoma last month and I met the new kid

And I gotta tell ya...I kinda had fun with her. 

 We played....
 And played...
 And played some more!
 She was feisty and didn't give up once!
And like the post says, we're thick as thieves. Word is that she's taller than me now. 

But don't worry I'm still the boss.

Now go away kid, you're bothering me.

Happy Thursday!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Wednesday is "A Number of Things" Day.

A Number of Things: I have a series of different topics that I would like to discuss today, but it's not short and random like Monday Mumblings.

The Fit Train...

Kids, I fell off the fit train.  And boy-howdy, am I feeling it.

I need to exercise for my sanity and for my health.

As I told my sister, 27 is the year I get skinny. The reason I'm telling you bloggy world is because I need accountability.

So if you don't hear me talking about running, feel free to tweet/email/text me. I need to be pushed.

Birthday Celebration continued...

My family sent us a birthday package and I got some new Vera.

My bubba sent along this cute tin of office supplies. He said I should have it in case I needed it in the middle of class. I love that kid.
It even has a teeny tiny tape dispenser!!
YouTube Videos...
I love a good YouTube video like the next person does. My love for them used to expand when I was studying for finals in college. Now that I'm in l*aw school I have to find them early in the semester because at finals time I actually study seriously now. 

Anyway...if you're a fan of RHONJ, you will more than appreciate the following video. 

You're welcome.

Okay so no one said anything about the number of things being a voluminous amount around here, so three shall do.

Hope this finds you well.

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Two for Tuesday!

Today’s question(s) is/are:

Many fall shows are starting up again this week. What two shows are you most looking forward to?

  1. GLEE! I am most looking forward to this show because some of the cast are graduating from high school and I want to know what happens to them. I also watched the GLEE Project this summer and so I'm also looking forward to how they work in the special appearances from that show as well. 
  2. PanAm. This is a new show by ABC. It's all about flight attendants in the 60s. I already am obsessed with the hair and the concept. These flight attendants really helped pave the way to get women out of their traditional roles during this part of our nation's history. I just hope ABC has put together a show that will last. 
I also must put in the fact that I don't just watch these two shows. I also LOVE RHONJ, Sister Wives, Grey's, Biggest Loser, Parenthood, and Sons of Anarchy.

Happy Tuesday!!

P.S. Thanks to Andrea for bringing this post back!

Monday, September 19, 2011

Monday Mumblings...

I mumble on Mondays. It's a thing. You get used to it.

  • I could not sleep last night to save my life. 
  • It's a rainy day here. We're having chicken noodle soup tonight.
  • I landed an internship today. So things just got busier around here, but I like it that way. I'm more productive somehow. 
  • This blog post (edited to add: AND this post!!!) is absolutely true. The blog world needs to get it together and be kind to one another, sooner rather than later preferably.
  • I have decided that I hate being a brunette. I don't care if it makes my eyes pop. I'M OVER IT. So I'll be cutting my hair off and growing out the color as soon as possible thankyouverymuch.
  • Today is Hermione Granger's birthday.
  • I want to give a shout out to my girls b.e.g. and Brittany from Sweet, Sassy and oh so Classy because they are in graduate school right now like me and totally get it when I'm stressing about school. So Hey Girl Hey to y'all!
  • Has anyone watched the show "Awkward" on MTV? I don't know why, but for some reason I love it. 
  • Speaking of tv, who is ready for Fall TV??? I am looking forward, to How I Met Your Mother, Sons of Anarchy, Grey's Anatomy, PanAm, Sister Wives, Glee, Parenthood, Biggest Loser, and of course more Housewives. 
    • Side note: I watch too much tv. 
  • Also, RHONJ...Teresa needs to get over herself. They all do, but at this point, she is the one holding up the Healing Train. 
Happy Monday y'all!

Friday, September 16, 2011

Favorites on a Friday...

This Friday, these are a few of my favorite things.
  • An almost clean house. I cleaned yesterday and this morning the only thing that makes it look like I didn't is the looming pile of laundry in the bathroom and the few dirty dishes waiting to go into the dishwasher from last night. I hate folding laundry so I consider this a win and I also filled the dishwasher right before bed, so the dishes aren't that bad either. 
  • I'm going to see Avenue Q tonight at the local theater.
  • We found the perfect snack pack recently. It's apples with a small container of caramel. It's low in calories. Yummy to my tummy!
  • The Big Chill is on TV right now. I love this movie. It definitely ranks among my favorites.
  • My birthday box should be here soon from my family!
  • I think I've decided to go shorter. Thoughts?
  •  I'm getting a manicure tomorrow.
    Option #1  

Happy Friday!!

Option #2

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Wednesday is "Picture" Day.

Picture: a visual representation of a person, object, or scene, as a painting, drawing, photograph, etc.

How 'bout an iPhone dump of my baby?

She sure is cute....when she's sleepin!

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Monday Mumblings...on a Tuesday!

I mumble on Monday mornings usually. It's a thing. Sometimes, my mumbling carries over into Tuesday. This is one of those times.

  • My husband and I have been itching to go to a movie and people trust me when I say there is NOTHING at the theaters to see UNLESS you consider it acceptable to see HP7.2 ahem a third time. 
  • Speaking of Harry Potter, I still have not received my Welcome email to Pottermore. I know that the majority of you don't give a hoot about this, but I'd kinda like to know once and for all if I'm Gryffindor or Slytherin.
  • I am a huge Blondie fan. Did you know that? LOVE. HER. For real, not for fake. If I was going to be coming of age other than when I did, I'd totally want to grow up in the sixties (the hair duh! and of course the Kennedy administration, rock-n-roll) or the 80s for the sole purpose that I think Blondie was far more revolutionary than Madonna. I know, bold statement there folks, but I believe it wholeheartedly. 
  • #justkeepswimming is my l*aw school mantra. 
  • I love Gone With The Wind, but I'm gonna be honest and tell you that I can only watch it about once every two years. But I don't plan it out or anything. My mind just starts to think about it on occasion. Well guess what I've been thinking about lately????
  • Tonight there is the Diane Sawyer special on Jackie Kennedy. I. CANNOT. WAIT. I told someone about it in class today and they looked at me like I was a fool. But fool, I am not. 
  • What else? Oh yeah, I cut my hair. 
  • My husband started a new job yesterday in his industry and LOVES it. 
  • Fall smells pretty.
Happy Tuesday!

Saturday, September 10, 2011

My Birth Story.

I asked my momma to write out my birth story this year for my birthday. With my Grannie dying from Alzheimer's, I just wanted to know how I came into this world. I plan on having her write out my siblings stories at some point too. (My Grannie was my dad's momma, but the point is you just never know.) Anyway, I thought y'all might like to hear it too.

Note: This story takes place before women really started to debate whether they should have birth in a hospital or at home. She actually asked what a birth story was. Just goes to show a sign of the times I suppose.  


   It was 27 years ago that a little girl came into my life. It all started on Sunday afternoon, I was having little tingles in my stomach, and just thinking there was the baby kicking in my stomach. But little did I know that I was having contractions. As the day went on I was noticing that the tingles were getting sharper. I said nothing to no one because felt that I didn’t want to get anyone excited just in case it was a false alarm. As the night went on the tingles grew stronger and stronger.
            Then at six o’clock Monday morning the pain was so strong that I awoke her daddy, letting him know I was ready to go to the hospital. After awaking him, he called the doctor to let him know that we were on our way to the hospital. Upon our arrival at the hospital, checking in, nurses taking me to my room, and all questions coming at me from different directions. I told the nurses the pains were 3-5 minutes apart. Then, the nurses took my vitals and then the doctor came into see if I had started dilating yet. After the doctor had checked, he told the nurse he would be back in an hour to check me again.
      It had seemed like hours upon hours before the doctor had arrived. The contractions were getting stronger and closer each minute. When the doctor did arrive he told the nurse, “that they were going to break my water to hurry things along.” After they had broke my water the contractions were at least 1-2 minutes apart.
          Being a new mother for the first time I was scared and asking her daddy to take me home so the pains would go away and he just laughed and “told me everything would be alright.” The doctor came in and told me it was time to go to the delivery room. As I was going to the delivery room I saw my mom and his mom in the hallway and they both told me it was going to be okay and that they would see my soon. Not too long after a few pushes and the doctor telling me he was going to use the forceps to help the baby out of the birth canal. I sat up and pushed one more “dang” time and a beautiful baby girl came into my life those we now know as Samantha Kay.
          She weighed in at 7’2 and 19’’ long. She had beautiful blue eyes and very little blonde hair. After the nurses had finished cleaning her up and then wrapping her in a blanket, they laid her in my arms for the first time for me to see her. Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks for I had began my first step of motherhood. Then they wheeled us back to our room and all the family came and “awed” over her for the first time.
       Three days later…we took our daughter home to start our adventure as new parents. We will always be very proud of her and all of her accomplishments in life.

Love yours truly, Momma
Love you too Momma. 

Now in a tribute to my daddy, excuse me while I rock out to a familiar song.

You can rock out too if you want!

Happy Saturday and Happy Birthday to ME!

Friday, September 9, 2011

A Story

My husband says that when I tell a story I have to tell every little detail.

It's true.

This time is no different.

Y'all know that when I turned sixteen my parents got me a car.
It's one of three times I've been surprised in my life.

But have I told you about the time they almost surprised me for my 18th birthday?

Key word: almost.

I know I really should be gracious about people wanting to surprise me. They love me. I get it, but gosh darn it the snoop in me can't help myself.

So back to the story...

My birthday was on a Tuesday that year.

There was, well is a girl I went to high school with that has my first name. Our middle names rhyme. Our last name started with the same letter. We wound up majoring the same in college. She got engaged shortly before I did. We both are in l*aw school.

To top it off, we have the same birthday.

So we always tried to plan our parties separately. Hers was on our actual birthday that year.

The Friday before one of the vice-principals of our school came up to me and said his son couldn't come to the party on Sunday. I hadn't planned my party at this point. I thought I'd do something the Friday after my birthday. So I thought Samantha had changed her party. So I said, "Oh don't you mean the other Sam? We share the same birthday." He gave me a weird look and then a completely different look of recognition and said "Oh yeah, must be."

I didn't think anything of it. I had a football game to get ready for that night. After the game, I told the other Samantha about the football player not coming to her party. She was like,"Oh yeah. Moved the party."

She suddenly needed to go talk to my best friend.

And I still didn't catch on to what was going on...

Sunday rolled around and we headed to the local grocery store for lunch: Burgers and hot-dogs. Mom bought a lot of them.

I still was clueless.

What can I say? I haven't always been amazing at snooping.

When we got home from the grocery store we were putting things away when we got a call. I answered the phone. It was my friend Mark. (This was before everyone had a cellphone yo. You know a whole whopping 9 years ago and all.)
He said, "What time are we supposed to be at your house?"

I said, "What do you mean?"

He said, "The party at your house? You know for your-Never mind. Gotta go."


Suddenly, it all came together.

The party was for me. I turned to mom and said, "So what time is my party?"

She said, "Who told?"

I told her and she said, "Of course. I ask the boys to do one thing...."

You know what that one thing was?

Picking up my cookie cake.

Moral of the story? Make sure you know the full story before you call the birthday girl and tell her you're on your way to her house for a party that used to be a surprise.

Other point to the story. I miss being home for my birthday. My family throws the best parties. My 18th was one of my favorite ones.

Happy Friday y'all.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Wednesday is "School" Day.

School: an institution for instruction in a particular skill or field.

I read a post today by Lauren and she talked about how she'd backed off from blogging this year. I realized that I have done the same. There just isn't an urgency to blog, but I also don't seem to have as much time with school.

But you know what?

There is absolutely nothing wrong with where I am in life.

No one needs to accept that fact more than me.

I don't want a pity party. I hate them in fact.

But the point to all of this is that I need to be okay and proud of the fact that the reason I don't have time for things like my blog and twitter as often as I'd like is because I'm living out the dream I've had since I was 17.

If When my dream looks different than other bloggers there is nothing wrong with that.

I need to be proud of the fact that my life is unique from most bloggers out there and happy with the fact that I don't fit inside the mold of a cookie cutter blogger right now.

I'm a different kind of blogger and I'm cool with that.

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

How about a little High/Low?

High: It's my birfday week!
Low: Sitting in class for six hours takes a lot out of a person.

High: Sons of Anarchy started back today.
Low: I haven't seen my study buddy since we took our last final.

High: Brandon has a new job that starts next week.
Low: RHOBH was kinda lame last night.

High: Lots of people like my new hair. 
Low: I've been sneezing in the mornings. I better not be getting sick.

Low: I need new jeans but don't want to buy them because I'm getting ready to start running again.

Happy Tuesday y'all!

Monday, September 5, 2011

Monday Mumblings...

I mumble on Mondays. It's a thing. You get used to it. Sometimes I'm cranky.

  • In a little over a month, I'll be getting off Facebook for quite some time. I am MORE than happy about this. Sometimes, it seems like Facebook gives a free pass to already rude people to be even ruder on there. 
  • It's set to rain on my birthday. 
  • I hate being cranky. 
  • I also hate that I know part of me being cranky is letting myself respond to the way people act, but dang it sometimes, the way people act is just flat out rude. 
  • Of course, when I'm in a bad mood, my husband is in a good mood. 
  • As I write this post, he's made me breakfast in bed, we're watching HIMYM, and I'm about to enjoy a beer while I read my law books once this episode is over. SWOON.
Hope you have someone who can turn your frown upside down in your life.

Happy Monday!

    Friday, September 2, 2011

    Turnin' and Tossin'.

    "Your hair! Your beautiful hair! Oh, Jo, how could you? Your one beauty." -Little Women

    So yesterday I revealed that I am now...a brunette.

    I still am not crazy about it.

    As you can probably tell by my song of choice and my Little Women quote, I feel as though I've gone and done the unfathomable.

    I had good reason. I really did.

    So here's the background on why I did what I did....
    You see, kids when you're in college, you're a poor college kid. But when you're in grad school, you're dirt poor. Or at least, I am.

    So things like getting your hair done regularly are a luxury.

    I have never had the roots I've had like I have recently until I went to grad school. I thought that I could save money by going to my "natural" color.

    I am truly a blonde, but b/c I've had the white blonde in my hair all my life (since I was 14 to be exact), it looked much darker.

    And then once I went darker, I'd let my hair grow out to my natural color until I graduated from school.

    Now some people live and die by Truvy's famous line in Steel Magnolias, "There is no such thing as natural beauty." And I agree with that myself because Lord knows I'll go to my grave with color in my hair.

    But I live and die by another statement Truvy made in the same movie, "I don't like her. I don't trust anyone who does their own hair. I don't think it's natural."

    Now, I know lots of people who color their own hair. And yes, I think they're crazy. But you also have to understand that I don't spend a lot of money on beauty products, designer bags -I'm talking Gucci and Prada people-, or super fancy clothes. I spend money on my hair. It is the one area in my life that I'll splurge and not think twice about it.

    So this natural hair color thing was a big sacrifice for me.


    BIG. BIG.


    Anyway, my momma graciously agreed to help me with the bill because remember...Dirt poor graduate student, party of one here!!

    So I was in my hometown when this grand scheme came into place thankfully.

    I called my stylist and told her my plan.

    She thought I was nuts.

    Eventually she came around and my hairstylist said, "we'll do a brown because a brown will lighten up eventually."

    I thought, "Okay, no big deal."


    Listen, I know you're sitting there thinkin', "This crazy girl needs to get over it with the hair. She talked about it yesterday in the vlog and now again. It's really not that big of a deal."

    But it is.

    I, Samantha ____ ________, have identified myself with being a blonde my entire life.

    I was blonde when I born.
    I was blonde when I was in grade school.
    I was even lighter blonde when I started hiliting for the first time in junior high.
    I was blonde when I turned 16.
    I was blonde when I graduated high school.
    I was blonde in college.
    I was blonde when I graduated college.
    I was blonde when I got married.

    AND I was blonde until a week ago this past Wednesday when I did the unthinkable.

    The point? I have a history with being blonde.

    I LOVE IT.

    I believe in the statement, that "Blondes have more fun."

    I believe it way down deep like I believe in Jesus Christ is number 1 and number 2 is I believe that blondes have more fun.

    So when the process of getting my hair done was all over, I am more than sure I walked outta there looking like I was shell shocked.

    People had to do double takes.

    I almost cried on several occasions. I held it together which is a huge accomplishment until I was watching "The Help."

    I saw Celia Foote and thought, "God I would have been a fabulous blonde in the early sixties."

    And then, I remembered that I wasn't a blonde anymore.

    The waterworks started and didn't stop for the rest of the movie.

    That night, I tossed and turned over it and decided that I'd probably go short before this was all said and done. I've had short hair before. I know how to rock short hair.

    I told Brandon my plan the very next day. He said, "Whatever you want to do dear." B learned a long time ago that my hair was a very touchy subject and could see that I was on the verge of a breakdown.

    A week later, I'm not sure if I'll be brown for the rest of my life. I do love being a blonde.

    But, I don't exactly hate being brown either. I did initially.

    But now? I kinda like it. It makes my blue eyes stick out big time.

    Let's be clear though, KINDA does not translate into love affair, people.

    Stay tuned.

    Happy Tuesday!

    Thursday, September 1, 2011

    Happy September y'all: Big News and my first Vlog.

    Hey y'all.

    It's September. That means, it's my birthday month and college football is officially back.

    I. Am. Excited.

    In other and unrelated news, my husband has two interviews tomorrow and prayers are definitely appreciated!

    Now, I have vlogged for the accent thing. I showered AND put on make-up because I really am that vain wanted to look nice. Brandon said, that I should vlog more often b/c I haven't worn make-up all summer.

    Isn't he a total turd sweetheart?

    And in my defense, I have worn make-up. I wear eyeliner and mascara and carmex so I don't look like I'm on my deathbed because my eyelashes are blonde. Thankyouverymuch.

    ANYWAY, here's the vlog.

    Also, I have issues with the word, "anyways," and "um."
    Oh yeah, my apologies for the wild bangs I've got going on right now.
    I also have no idea what I'm doing in the first 10 seconds or so.

    Okay, now here is the vlog.

    Oh wait! The big news that I talked about last week. It has to do with my hair. I'm a brunette...currently. I talk about it in the video. 

    ANYWAY, FOR THE LOVE! Here is the vlog...

    And oh yeah, I'm vain.

    Happy September y'all and Boomer Sooner!
    Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...


    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.
    The Ruby Turtle Hippie Times
    <div class="grab-button" margin: 0 auto;"><a href="" rel="nofollow"><img src="" alt="The Ruby Turtle Hippie Times"></div>

    Designed By:

    Munchkin Land Designs
    Designed by Munchkin Land Designs • Copyright 2015 • All Rights Reserved