Fabulous Friday

So, where the heck did my week go??

Well, yesterday my friend had her breast reduction and it went fabulously. As soon as we got to the surgical center they whisked her back and were ready. No waiting, which definitely cut down on the anxiety.

Three hours later, she was sitting up in bed, opening presents, and drinking Coke. I figured she'd be lethargic and pale but she looked amazing and was thrilled to be done.

The worst part of the day for me was being at the surgical center. Ever since my mom spent a lot of time in hospitals, I just can't handle them. I feel nauseated and pale and feel like I need to keep running to the bathroom. Not a pretty sight. Even when my friend was discharged and got to go home, I was still a wreck... all the hormones or chemicals in my blood were still whacked and I was a mess.

I wasn't even able to enjoy shopping for new jeans properly! Crazy.

Today marks one week until the Nordstrom Anniversary Sale. Guess I should go start looking for money under couch cushions.

Promise my next week will be more thrilling than this and way less boring. I hope.

Happy Friday!!

Today's the Day

Today's a really really big day!!

Today, one of the girls in this picture is going in for a breast reduction... and we are all so excited!

Can you guess which one of us is having the surgery??

I woke up at 5:45 AM and have been full of nervous energy ever since. She is going to the best boob surgeon in Indy so we are fairly sure everything is going to be just fine... but it is major surgery and so it's definitely scary.

We are all heading to the surgery center at 9 AM although I don't think the surgery will start until about noon.

Any and all prayers headed up to the big guy would be greatly appreciated...

Happy Thursday!

I'd Like to Thank the Academy

Ok, now first off I have to explain that winning an award on this here blog makes me a lot nervous. You see, you are usually expected to pass these awards on, and that's where I always get nervous. I have just never been sure of who to pass them on to and then I start to sweat. And then I feel like I'm offending the person who gave it to me and then I start to sweat even more.

Um, yeah, I have problems, right?

Ok, so the lovely Megan at Tales of Trees (if you don't read her already, go. Her blog design is gorgeous and so is she) gave me the Honest Scrap award.

Aww, thanks Megan. I'm so honored!

So to recieve this award I need to give you 10 Facts about me. Here we go:

1. I am a recovering bra and underwear addict. I talk about my bra problems here. I say that I am recovering because a few well-fitting pieces have finally made me change my ways.
2. I am afraid of birds. Yes, little robins make me duck out of the way and maybe scream a tiny bit when they are flying towards me. I am terrified of them and that's all there is to it.
3. I love dresses. Formal dresses, casual dresses, or any dresses - I want them. I will be posting about this sometimes...
4. I have suspended my bag search until next Friday. Next Friday is the kickoff of the Nordstrom Semi-Annual sale and I will be there when the store opens. I say suspended like that really means anything. I'm just really excited to look for a bag next Friday, that's all.
5. I believe that years of high-heel wearing has finally taken a toll on my feet, and I now feel like the padding on the bottom of my foot is gone. High heels now hurt and this makes me sad.
6. I have hated my thighs since I was little. For probably the past 4 years, I didn't wear shorts because I hated my legs. Recently, I have begun to accept my legs and for some reason I bought a denim miniskirt at Old Navy. I've got issues, don't ask...
7. My flat hair is the bane of my existance. I try and try to make it look thick and have volume, but usually it just drives me crazy.
8. I have a slight addiction to body products. I have at least a laundry basket full of lotions, hairsprays - any product you can think of. You name it, I have it. Seriously, it's a sickness that I'm gradually trying to wean myself of. Part of this problem stems from me working at Bath and Body Works for a few summers. I can't turn down a sale...
   
9. I have been feeling the need for an accessory makeover. I am sick of all my old jewelry, plus I've been wearing the jewelry The Boy gave me for a while now. I really need to put that jewelry behind me (but it's Tiffany!) and try something new. Blah.
10. I love books. Since I accidentally enrolled myself in Amazon Prime for a year, I probably make an order from them every single week. Yesterday I recieved Secrets of a Shoe Addict, The Time Traveler's Wife, and The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society.

Wow, I'm not gonna lie - that was a bit exhausting.

I am tagging:
Kaitlin at Kaitididwhat
Susan at Susan in the South
Allison at a Little Bit of Everything

Ok so I was going to accept another award in this post but I'm already exhausted and need to get my morning started... so I will bring you more exciting coverage from the Academy Awards of my life verry soon.

Happy Wednesday!

Randomness

So I don't know how, but it seems as though this is just going to fly.

I spent yesterday at the country club with one of my girls, sunning myself silly. (Ok, clearly my life is not that hard.)

Today I don't have any big plans... I need to organize my closet and some files I have leftover from school. I need to get them to a girl next Friday and they are currently in a huge box completely disheveled.
Tonight I get to have Mexican food and margaritas with my girlfriends... I love our Tuesday nights.

Tomorrow is water aerobics followed by job hunting.

Thursday one of my girlfriends is getting a breast reduction. We are going to spend the day with her in pre-op and then shop during her surgery. At first we thought we should stay, but I think she would rather we are at least having fun while she is bidding goodbye to her "girls."

Friday I will get a bunch of random stuff done... but nothing exciting.

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On an unrelated note, I feel like all the posts jumbled up in my head are a little depressing. They're going to get out eventually, but I don't feel the need to bombard everyone with the nuances of my depressing life just yet.

So I ask you this:

Do you have something you want me to post about? A question for me?

Want me to talk about my bras some more?

Talk about underwear?

So go ahead, ask away. Maybe I'll give a prize for the best questions... but you'll never know unless you ask!!

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And now, I need to go sort through my bras. One week later, they are still sitting on the floor.

*Hands head in shame*

Happy Tuesday!!

Bookish

This past weekend, I was a bit down. After wallowing and feeling sorry for myself didn't win me any congeniality prizes, I decided I needed to get a grip.

So I picked up a book that had been floating around my bedroom for weeks without being picked up.

3 Willows: The Sisterhood Grows is the continuation of the super-successful Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants series, which I read when I was younger and loved.

I didn't have high expectations for this book, but I thought it would be a sweet book about friendship that would help fill my time and god knows I have too much time on my hands.

From the book's description:

summer is a time to grow

seeds
Polly has an idea that she can't stop thinking about, one that involves changing a few things about herself. She's setting her sights on a more glamorous life, but it's going to take all of her focus. At least that way she won't have to watch her friends moving so far ahead.

roots
Jo is spending the summer at her family's beach house, working as a busgirl and bonding with the older, cooler girls she'll see at high school come September. She didn't count on a brief fling with a cute boy changing her entire summer. Or feeling embarrassed by her middle school friends. And she didn't count on her family at all.

leaves
Ama is not an outdoorsy girl. She wanted to be at an academic camp, doing research in an air-conditioned library, earning A's. Instead her summer scholarship lands her on a wilderness trip full of flirting teenagers, blisters, impossible hiking trails, and a sad lack of hair products.
It is a new summer. And a new sisterhood. Come grow with them.

I know that this book was written for girls in early high school, but it really struck a cord with me. The way that the characters are woven through each other's stories really remind me of what it is like to have friends who knew you way back when.

Basically, if you like sweet books about growing and changing and staying friends, you'll probably like this book.

Or if you're 12 at heart like me.

So what are you reading??

Happy Monday!!

Almost the 4th...

First of all, thank you all so much for your wonderful suggestion on my bag post yesterday. I am now shopping online like a crazy person so hopefully I can find one soon.

I also need to find time to go to the Coach outlet. It's about an hour and a half away so I have ot schedule it in somehow.

In other random news, I am kinda excited for the 4th tomorrow. On one hand, it's my favorite holiday. On the other hand, I have always found it really romantic in the past and it's not going to be that way this year... so yeah.

If you haven't told me where you got your purse yet, please go and leave a comment here.

And if you have never seen this before... watch it. It's too sweet.

Happy Friday!

My Sad Bag

Ladies (and Gentlemen?),

This is my purse.As I may have mentioned in the title of this post, it is a sad state of affairs. I'm not sure exactly when I got this bag, but I think I got it in the spring of 2007.

Well over 2 years ago.

So I have been diligently shopping for a new bag.

First I made a list of my desired qualities:

• I don't want to get a super cheap bag that's going to fall apart.
• I really like a leather bag, but I haven't had a cloth bag in a while so maybe I am judging too soon.
• I like a bit of structure - ie when I put my bag on the floor I like it to sit up and not flop over/open.
• Also, I have developed a sudden aversion to spending a lot of money. Must be the unemployment talking. Or something.

I've gone to the Coach store and lusted, but then remembered "Oh hey, I'm unemployed."

I've been to TJ Maxx and eBay and some department stores but I've just been coming up empty handed.

So I come to you, o wise internets, for your advice.

Where did you buy your purse?
Do you have a favorite brand of purse?
Where is your favorite place to shop for a purse?
What brand of purse are you carrying now? Do you love it?

Basically, tell me all about your purses.

Please?

Pedicures Cure Everything, Right?

So after writing a very whiney post yesterday, I am happy to report that today is all rainbows and sunshine.

Yesterday, my girlfriends and I ate at a local Mexican food joint for lunch and finished off the afternoon with pedicures and shopping.

I think I can honestly say I haven't had a pedicure in at least 2 years.

A long time, right? On one hand, I like being pampered and chatting and just relaxing.

On the other hand, I think I've given myself a better pedicure at home. Of course, that could be because we visited the local "chop shop" instead of a fancy salon. (FYI, my cousin and I coined the term chop shop because basically the nail techs might or might not chop your toes to bits depending on their mood that day...).

After the pedicures, we headed to our favorite haunt, TJ Maxx and then hit up a few stores at the mall.

Shockingly, I bought nothing at TJ but did get a pair of cute shorts at American Eagle.

Normally, I wouldn't even go into AE but I'm glad I did - these shorts were only $15!

We finished off our afternoon at Target, where I bought a cute white top but can't find a pic of it, so I'll just have to wear it and take a pic sometime.

Well, it's 8:12 AM and I've already accomplished a solid 1/2 of my To-Do list today. Yay Wednesday!!

Have a good one!

Spaces

It's been a week since I got dumped we broke up and things are the same, but different.

I have still been job hunting (sorta), trying to stay on the Shred bandwagon, going to the movies, drinking margaritas... but now everything is a little bit different.

I have spoken to him a couple of times, saw him on Friday when he came to get his iPod and other assorted stuff.

And yet, some thing still seem the same.

This picture sits on my window-sill and was taken the summer after we started dating. I was 16, he was 17. I love this picture because I am skinny and tan and my hair was loong and blonde.

Then there is this picture, taken last summer. It sits on top of my jewelry box and I love it because I'm wearing yellow - and I never wear yellow. I didn't even shower on the day that was taken (which is pretty much a sin in my book) and I still love the picture.

And this one - this one is most painful of all. It has been sitting there for a solid 6 years on my nightstand. In the first month we started dating, I found this picture of him from his freshman year of high school - it's his football portrait picture. I found this wallet in their junk drawer and stole it. I look at it almost every night when I turn out the lights.

It's hard to know what to do with this stuff now. I am not going to destroy all of it, because that would erase the past 6 years of my life. That's not an option.

He said to me last week, "I copied all the pictures of us off of Facebook."

My response: "Why?"

"Because I thought you'd go through and erase them all - and I didn't want to lose all those memories."

This, coming from the boy who doesn't give a shit about photos or documenting memories.

In some ways, none of this adds up for me. Yes, I am thankful that he had the balls to end it if he's not truly in love with me. On the other hand, if he wasn't in love, would he - unsentimental and coldhearted snake that he is - really want to make sure he had all of the photos of us?? It just defies logic, at least to me.

So here I sit, completely unsure. Do I take down these photos, even though they so belong in the spaces they sit?

There will be empty spots on my furniture.

Matching the empty spaces in my heart.

Everybody Likes Talking About Bras, Right?

This morning, I woke up determined to try on this cute red bra I wore, um, *cough* six or so years ago.

I know, I am nuts, right? In the past six years, I have gained at least 20 pounds and a few cup sizes.

But when I woke up this morning, it didn't seem that important... I just wanted to wear the red bra.

Well, I didn't find the red bra. But you know what I did find?

18 bras. Eighteen. And I suppose I should mention at this point that I got rid of 4 bras on Friday (including the red bra I was looking for this morning-can you say space case?). I clearly have so many bras I can't even keep track of them.

So if you count the bras I just trashed, that means I had 22 bras. Twenty-two, the same as my age. One bra for every year of my life. Or something.

Which brings me to my point: I have too many bras. Sure, a bunch of them are useful and good and I love them. But others? Need to go.

Polka dot bras on the left - you are itchy.
Hot pink bra - you are too big.
Black lacy bra on the left - you have no purpose in life and are lumpy.
Bra with blue lace on the right - you are the most comfortable bra I have ever owned but your elastic is pretty much shot.

Do you have a lot of bras? Do you have this many? Do you unnecessarily hold onto bras that are a size too big or too small because you might grow or shrink? Because I never do that (liar!).

I am leaving these bras on my bedroom floor until I pare them down... the surplus bras just take up too much space and they don't even fit - so why am I keeping them around?

Share with me your bra problems... so I won't feel like such a clotheshorse brahorse(?).

Happy Monday!

P.S. I am showing everyone how to get the best performance out of their mascara over here. Go check it out.