by Joey | Feb 12, 2014 | Throwback
I made a mistake on Monday night.
A big mistake.
My evenings usually consist of catching up with Myra. She’s just waking up for the day–and I’m winding down. We have a brief window to exchange as much information as possible. Monday was no exception.
I was waiting on the husband to get home so I could give him some dinner then settle in to watch the Bachelor. Yes, I’m one of those girls. I make no apologies.
Around 8:40 he still wasn’t home, so I figured whatever–I’ll start The Bachelor then just pause it when he gets home. I turn the TV on, and my heart stops. Yes, I’m that dramatic. He’d set some car show to record which knocked the bachelor out of the queue. I. Was. Fuming.
So I grabbed my phone and started venting to Myra.
I ended up venting….to my husband.
Knowing J, he would probably find this humorous, but either way–I felt so bad. Serves me right for talking crap, right?
Soon after I sent the messages, I heard his truck pull into the driveway. So I slipped on a pair of his loafers and met him outside.
“You haven’t checked your phone yet, have you?” Guilt is painted ALL over my face, and I’m giggling uncontrollably. He climbs from the truck and his face breaks into a smile.
“I felt about 30 messages come through while I was driving.”
“But you haven’t seen them yet? Give me your phone. I need your phone.”
He holds it out of my reach, smiling. “Not a chance.” I’m giggling and panicking. “Please, I need your phone! I was mad. I was mad at you because you bumped the bachelor out of the DVR queue. And I was venting about it to Myra–except I accidentally sent the messages to you. So if you could just give me your phone I could delete the messages. That way you’ll never see them and we could pretend this never happened.”
He walks into the dinning room to dodge me and dramatically reads the messages outloud. Luckily, he found the situation hilarious–but I was dying! DYING! Serves me right, I know.
Have you ever accidentally sent messages to the VERY WRONG person? Oh, man. I am the WORST texter ever!
I sucked up my anger (and guilt) and watched the remaining episode of The Bachelor with a glass of wine and a massive brownie. Someone was pouting because I was in a recliner and she couldn’t sit with me.
Oh, never mind. She does what she wants.
And that, friends, was Monday.
by Joey | Feb 11, 2014 | Throwback
Well, I do.
And I also really suck at forcing myself to relax.
I’m a high strung person. I admit it. It also doesn’t help that I can always find something that needs to get done around the house. Sometimes I find myself doing chores right up until the moment I get in bed. At which point, I stare up at the ceiling and think… omg I’m never going to fall asleep.
So I’ll pull out my phone or my ipad and see what all you night owls are up to. And then I realize I’ve refreshed twitter ten times and there’s nothing new because you all have gone to sleep. It’s become a sickness.
I also used to be that girl who habitually took a bath every single night. I’d fill the tub, grab my kindle and iphone, and settle in. I’d have these grand plans to read read read–and the next thing I know, the waters cold and all I’ve done is text my friends. What’s so relaxing about that?
I don’t know when I decided to try the whole shower at night thing, but I’m here to tell you that it’s changed my life.
Yes. Simply taking a shower at night
has changed my life.
It’s a moment of zen and quiet. There’s no way to text, tweet, or talk in the shower. I’m washing the day away. I wait until everything I need to do is done, and then I hop in the shower. And it’s amazing.
It signifies the end of my day.
Which is important for me since I don’t leave an office.
After my shower, I slather on the coconut oil and slip into my huge fluffy robe. And I lounge. I read. I catch up on a show or two. I talk to my husband. Sometimes I’ll browse the internets or blog. But a couple nights a week, I POWER DOWN my phone and ipad.
Did you even know those things turn off?
I kid, I kid, but only because I don’t think I’d ever turned my phone off.
Turning off my phone, or the idea of it, used to give me so much anxiety. What if something happens? What if I miss something? Can you blame me? We live in a digital world where all our friends live behind a screen. Disconnecting is scary.
But just a couple nights a week, I sign off of the digital world. I turn everything off. I read a book. I talk to my husband. I play with the dog.
It’s so relieving.
It’s strange to me how much taking a shower at night helps me relax. But it was equally strange for me to realize how much turning off my technology would feel like a relief. I’d feel that pang to want to check twitter so see if someone texted me, and then I’d remember my my device is off. And suddenly it would feel like a huge pain in the butt to turn it back on just to check.
I don’t commit to that nightly. Are you kidding? Half the fun of watching The Bachelor is reading Jennifer Weiner’s snarky tweets. But just a couple nights a week, it’s really nice to take a night off from technology.
by Joey | Feb 10, 2014 | Throwback
Thought I’d share another untraditional Valentine’s Day mani with you all today–except these poor hearts look a lot more like Mickey Mouses than hearts–but hey, I tried. And you get the idea, right?
POLISHES USED
Revlon: Minted
Finger Paints: Paper Mache’
Nina UltraPro: Star Bright
TOOLS USED
dotting tool
Our weekend around here was pretty quiet. I spent a lot of time reading and finally doing all of the laundry. We were supposed to head down to SC to visit my (I guess our) best friend, but lovely football duty called again.
Poor Bailey has a cold. She’s been coughing and sneezing like crazy the last couple days. And I hate to admit this, but it’s my fault. I have a really bad habit of letting her out and kind of…forgetting. Luckily, J is usually in the same room and sees her pitiful little face by the screen door. But this time I forgot and went to take a shower while J watched TV in the other room. Post shower, and all the after shower stuff, I wandered back into the living room and saw my poor frozen dog in the door. I’m the worst mother in the world.
My Netflix show of choice these days is old school Grey’s Anatomy. We’re talking the days of Callie O’Malley and Meredith Grey drowning and almost dying. These episodes put me RIGHT back in college (when I binge watched for the first time)–and makes me miss it so much. This show is full of those gem kind of quotes that we all used to put as our cryptic away messages on AIM. But this one seemed especially fitting right now. Especially considering how many scars I’m sporting on my abdomen.
People have scars in all sorts of unexpected places like secret road maps of their personal histories, diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our old wounds heal leaving nothing behind but a scar. But some of them don’t. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere and though the cut’s long gone, the pain still lingers.
Oh, and this weekend I tried Cherry Sours for the first time. Add them to the list of weird food things Joey hadn’t ever tried (or heard of in this case). Verdict: super yummy.
linked: weekendshenanigans; mmg
by Joey | Feb 7, 2014 | Throwback
Can you blame me?
I’ll admit it. I love Valentine’s Day!
I just can’t help it.
I know there’s a whole cult of women who boycott the holiday.
And I get it. I really do.
But I just think it’s sweet.
And with the hustle and bustle of life
any day that makes us stop and remember to love
is a good day in my opinion.
And you all know I love me some hearts–so any holiday (Hallmark or otherwise)
that gives me an excuse to use hearts galore
is a winning holiday in my book!
So with Valentine’s Day coming up
(next Friday, y’all! Be sure to snag a sweet card for your sweetheart)!
I thought I’d share a sweet mani that would be perfect for the day of LOVE.
POLISHES USED:
OPI: OPI ink
Pure Ice: Beware (you know I love this glitter polish)
Finger Paints: Paper Mache’
TOOLS USED:
Dotting tool for small heart
Metallic pink striping tape
**disclaimer: I find inspiration from pinterest and other nail art artists. I do not claim this manicure as an original idea;
as with anything creative, it was inspired by many others.
linked: thenailfiles
by Joey | Feb 7, 2014 | Throwback
After having several conversations with Lauren, I realize there are a few things people might consider me crazy for. Besides the whole never-had-a-peanut-butter-sandwich thing which you all learned about on Tuesday, here are some things that other people think I’m crazy for…
why not share a pic of a gorgeous sunset in last week’s snow.
I don’t like whipped cream. When you’re standing behind my skinny ass in Starbucks and hear me say “no whip” don’t roll your eyes. It’s not because I’m counting calories. I just. don’t. like. it.
Don’t cut my bangs. I’ve gone to this hair stylist a couple times since having my bangs now. And every. single. time. she looks at me like I’m nuts when I tell her not to go near my bangs. “But you don’t want a little trim?” No, lady. Back off. Put the scissors down and step away from the bangs. I am the only one around here who cuts my bangs. I’ve been scarred. Scarred badly, y’all. I have my reasons.
I can’t sleep. Someone can just think about walking down the hallway into the bedroom in the middle of the night, and I’ll wake up. This drives the night-owl husband absolutely bonkers. It doesn’t matter how quiet he is or how many sleeping pills I take, I’ll wake up.
I’ve never had apple pie. Okay, there’s another one that will probably send Lauren running for the hills or questioning my Americanism.
I won’t eat the edge of a cheeseburger. Wait, what? This is another one that makes my husband crazy. Obviously the hamburger is round. I started on an edge somewhere. It doesn’t matter. I’ll leave a ring of un-eaten cheeseburger because I won’t eat “the edge.” Yes, I’m certifiable.
Well, there you have it. Some of the many things that people think I’m crazy for. There are more. Many, many more. But that’s all for today.
Will you still be my friend?
linked: 5forfriday; h54f
