Why? What's the point in doing whatever everyone wants or thinks is the right thing? There is none. Is it something that is going to make you happy? Then HELL YES do it! But don't do it because society tells you to. Ha! I laugh in the face of society. So my new motto lately has been:
I do not conform
I say it rather often…."Mandy you should do this…don't do that….what the hell are you even doing?" I don't have the slightest clue…I just know I'm not gonna conform! He he
go together as well as my bills and my bank balance. (They don’t!)
Your glasses get drops all over them…god forbid it’s cold and they start to fog up. #NerdProblems And then as you are trying to get to your car you have to take you finger to wipe the drops off your glasses in a windshield wiper motion. Which doesn’t look funny at all. Yes it does, it looks incredibly funny.
There isn’t much you can do to prevent this in the rain the only thing you can do is get contacts and be ok with touching your eye. Or don’t wear your glasses and be blind. But that might be worse…tripping, falling, making a scene.
First off excuse the profanity in the picture. HOWEVER this picture hits home with me. And to be honest something I may have accidentally done. Actually more like multiple time. I get the load in the wash and start it….and then…I’m done. Or I like to think that I am. I have received so many text the next day stating there is some type of clothing not dry for him because I didn’t put it in the dryer: underwear, pants, jacket, and shirts.
Granted for my right to be right (I always am) I have sign in the laundry room stating “If you want you laundry done in a timely fashion…DO IT YOURSELF.” HeHe So my response to these texts are: “Please refer to sign hanging to the right of the dryer. You are welcome for getting the load started.” (Ladies…little tip/trick: put a sign up..they can’t fault you…they’ve been warned!)
And the sexting part? Do they mean “married flirty text” cause I am pretty sure I am still part of the generation prior to sexting. Flirty text = ok…”sexting”= awkward. But maybe I just don’t understand the difference between flirting and sexting. They sound completely different to me and I won’t get into details why.
I was in 7th grade. Two classmates of mine were over for a school project of some sorts. My house was on a cul de sac so we went outside to play around. Little did I know this boy had a sneaky little plan. He had our other friend stay at the bottom of a little hill close to my house. Somehow me and the boy were up by a tree and he grabbed my face and kissed me. I was in heaven. I had had a crush on him for most of my elementary years. I later learned our friend was the “lookout”….just in case my dad came outside!
We graduated 8th grade and went our ways….different high schools. Didn’t stay in touch either.
And then two and a half years ago we decided to meet up at a local bar. We spent all night talking, laughing, dancing, and at the end of the night kissing. We haven’t stopped seeing each other since then. And now I am marrying my first kiss.
Like a stuffed animal? Or cow print something? As a pet?
These are all very legitimate responses when asked this question. Especially if you have always grew up in the city. Well now that I live in the country this was a question I was asked. And let me tell you when I was asked this the expression of confusion on my face was far more humorous than it was intended to be. It was then explained to me that the ranches here where I live sell the whole cow after being slaughtered. Now it is a great deal financially wise. It’s like the ultimate Costco deal (no Costco up here either). Nevertheless that question took me off guard. You truely realize you are no longer a city girl and now live in a small town when that is an option for you.
Go back. I don’t care about that extra hour in the morning. I want it to still be daylight when I get home from work. When it is pitch black – in the country we don’t have street lights – when I get home I want to eat and you know get in bed. It’s night time..it’s bed time…my day is done. That mentally would totally work if I got up at 4 am and did the crap I have to do at night. Buttttt that is definitely NOT the case. I still push my alarm with like two to three alarms. Making me run around the house with my head cut off cause I have about 8 minutes until I have to get in my car.
So Christmas is right around the corner. I mean like right there as soon as you turn the corner!!! By this time every year as a child I had magazines on top of magazines with circles outlining everything I wanted. And because I was such a fortunate child I got pretty much everything I ever wanted. It also helped that I was THE only child for about 8 years in my whole family. Tehe
However now when I get asked, “what do you want for Christmas?” – “Well….financial stability…new career…to eat whatever I want and not get fat…oh and a nap!” That’s all I want these days. Biggest one is the nap. If I could just a bunch of those all time, life would be grand!