It’s Simple.

It’s Simple.

I’ve spent a lot of time lately stewing over certain friendships.  I’ve contemplated ideas of how to fix things.  I’ve wondered if I’ve done something wrong or if time has simply changed us.  I’ve gone back and forth over how I should address the issue and even if I should address the issue.

So I wrote an email.  I spilled my guts and explained everything as clearly as I possibly could.  And then I read it over and over again.  I realized that I was basically asking why this person doesn’t invite me to do things with them.  And it all suddenly became very simple and clear.  I decided against sending it.

If they wanted me in their life, they’d have me in their life.



I hate that it’s that simple.  I hate that I feel like I’m the only person trying to hold on to a friendship that apparently died a long time ago.  Part of me feels like I’m being unfair by simply walking away.  The other part of me feels like I’m pathetically begging for my friend to want to hang out with me.  It’s all a very pathetic situation.

I feel like I’m back in high school wondering if the boy I like likes me back based on his one word answers.  I remember asking my mom why he doesn’t call me because all I want to do is talk to him all day long.  And my mom simply replied if he wanted to talk to you, he’d call.



Brutal?  Yes.

Harsh?  Sure.

The truth?  Absolutely.

And the same applies here.

It’s a sad reality when someone you used to rely on and depend on so much through out your life simply disappears from your every day.  But I guess that’s all part of growing up, huh?

Being grown up isn’t half as fun as growing up.

                                                                        -the ataris

Two for One: nail files!

Two for One: nail files!

1) I tried to remake this pin.  I used two megalast polishes: sugarcoat with white and stormy over top.  I was pretty happy with how it turned out!  I didn’t have a chance to run to walgreens to pick up the Jordana glitter that was originally used, but I think the megalast white & stormy was a good alternative!
2) I feel like everyone has this mani pinned. Unfortunately, the original manicure is all gel so I wasn’t going to be able to find the polishes in my own collection or even on store shelves.  I also didn’t feel like messing with tape, so I switched out the adorable chevron pattern for an easy crisscross (done with Kiss stripping paint).  I’m pretty pleased with it considering it was my first time ever trying to do anything “freehand.”  I’ll definitely try out the chevron pattern in the near future!  There’s a fun little tip where you take zig zag craft scissors and just snip off scotch tape and paint over–seems easy enough, but knowing me I’ll screw it up!  Colors used: finger paints: flip flop fuchsia, Sally Hansen: white, Pure Ice: beeware
3) Being a coach’s wife means having to be able to just go with the flow.  That totally goes against my type A personality, but I do the best I can.  So when the husband informed me THE DAY BEFORE (which was also a game day in which I was busy the entire day) that I was responsible for making enough enchiladas to feed close to 30 people, I did my best not to panic!  I threw an entire bag of frozen chicken with some enchilada sauce and taco seasoning into the crockpot at 10PM (when I got home from the game) and let that do it’s thing all night.  The next day I had a bad case of vertigo, so I was glad that shredding the chicken was simple at that point and rolling those suckers up took next to no time.  I poured enchilada sauce on top and covered those babies in cheddar cheese.  It looked like an impressive, time consuming meal for little prep time!
4) Back in Athens, we used to take Bailey to the dog park on the regular.  We lived in a small 2 bedroom apartment with no yard.  She was the queen of that park.  She’d run for hours and hours and befriend every dog and everyone called her the “greeter” because she just HAD to be at the gate whenever someone came in.  That was two years ago.  I found a dog park in Fuquay (about 25 mins away) and decided to take her yesterday.  She ran for about 4 solid minutes and then laid down.  My, how the times have changed!
5) I’m having such a craving to read a few books I read in the last few years.  Still Missing by Chevy Stevens is at the top of that list.  I devoured that book so quickly several years ago that I don’t even remember the storyline–just that I loved it.  A few others are Anna & The French Kiss and Lola And The Boy Next Door both by Stephanie Perkins.  I enjoyed them both so much the first time around.  I’ve been in a bit of a reading slump lately.  I want a suspense or mystery type book that just going to SUCK ME RIGHT IN.  A book that did that last year for me was The Secret Life of CeCe Wilkes by Diane Chamberlain.  It was a long book, and I’m a slow reader–and I killed it in about two days.  Any recommendations, friends?

Randoms

Randoms

Hey guys!  Just wanted to pop in for a quick minute.  I know things on the blog front have been quiet lately.  I’ll give you a quick run down of what’s been up!

  • I was just putting the games into my ical because even though I’m a paper calendar girl, it seems every weekend we’re all standing around after the game wondering “what game is next.”  While I was doing that–I realized one of the games is in Norfolk!  So I’ll get to visit with my sweet college friend!!  We just had a phone date a couple weeks ago talking about how we needed to visit each other soon!  This worked out perfectly!
  • I updated my phone.  I know.  Everyone is talking about it.  My knee jerk reaction to it was I hated it.  I miss the classic “apple” uniqueness.  I feel like it resembles a windows phone, and the design of it over all seems very cheap–not like the original sleekness of iOS.  I’ve forced myself to play around with it, and I’ll admit it’s growing on me.  Definitely not my favorite though.  I’m a bubbly and colorful person–but even I’m not a huge fan of it’s skittle-like color scheme.  I’m sure my husband is even less thrilled with it.
  • Campbell slept on Bailey’s head.  
  • I worked on trying to mimic a couple pinterest manicures the last week or so!  While they aren’t spot on (let’s face it, I’m just not talented in the whole nail art department–and I’m also not spending $20 on a bottle of nail polish), I’m pretty pleased with them!  Be sure to stop by tomorrow to see!
I promise I’ll eventually fall back into my normal routine with blogging.  But for now–see you tomorrow!

The not so unlucky 13th!

The not so unlucky 13th!

1. OPI La-paz-itively-hot with W&W megalast Silver Lake (dollar general limited edition).  Oh, man. Oh, man.  I die for a good silver accent!  

2. First of all, I want to thank you all for your continued thoughts, prayers and understanding.  I know I’ve been painfully cryptic here and on twitter in regards to the medical saga–but I just didn’t want drop a whole lot of “could be’s” on you without having any real true information.  Basically.  The story goes:  I was having (and am still having) severe abdominal pain.  Like any normal person, I assumed it was my gall bladder and went to the doctor who ordered an ultrasound.  On that ultrasound my gall bladder seemed okay, but they found three “cysts” on my liver.  They assured me they were nothing but wanted to order a CT just so they could monitor the growth in 6 months.  After the CT, they came back and dropped a massive bomb on me.  They were concerned they were not, in fact, cysts but malignant tumors.  Let me let that sink in for a second.  I am twenty seven years old, and they were telling me there was a chance I could have cancer.  On/in my liver.  I shut down.  I don’t know if there is a normal reaction to that kind of news, but I don’t think I made sense for about two weeks.  They ran a few more tests and ordered an MRI.  I won’t have more information as far as treatment goes until after the 27th, but I got the call yesterday.  The things on my liver are tumors (vs. cysts), however, they are not malignant.  Yes, you read that right there is no cancer!!!!  I’m sure surgery is still probably in my future, but hell, you can cut me up til the sun comes up I don’t care!  I know, without a doubt, there is no way I would have gotten through all of this waiting without all of your prayers and continued support.  And I couldn’t wait to celebrate this news with all of you!  

[boots]

[ignore the old bad mirror selfie]

[Wah. I miss that bedroom and that house!]

3. I bought a pair of boots on a whim back in an Athens Outlet a few years ago (three, I think).  They were my favorite.  I wore them all the time.  I knew last winter it was time to retire them, but I just loved them so much.  The hubs bought me an adorable pair of boots from Target last Christmas to replace them.  But there is the tiniest hint of a narrow heel (think: wedge).  So they just aren’t as comfortable.  I found my original favorite boots at Rack Room on sale this week!  They’re having a great sale right now if you’re in the market for shoes!

4. I really can’t think of anything else to say.  Especially because my mind is still on the second point!  I think that’s good enough news to count as two today!


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5. Infamous by Lauren Conrad.  I know.  But I read the first two so I had to read the third–especially when it became available through the e-library.  This one gets the same review as the first two–cute, entertaining and quick.  

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Still Into You.

Still Into You.

It’s 10:30 at night.

I’m babysitting the ground sausage in the pan; prepping for early morning breakfasts.

I’ve got lettuce laid out on the counter ready to chop for a week worth of salads

and a candle burning in the living room.

The dog jumps from the couch and darts towards the door.

He’s home.

He greets the dog and comes up behind me in the kitchen.

He shows me a funny on his phone and I laugh out loud.

And then he kisses me hello.

After all this time,

I’m still

In to you.

it’s not a walk in the park to love each other

but when our fingers interlock can’t deny,

can’t deny…you’re worth it.

‘Cause after all this time I’m still into you

I should be over all the butterflies

But I’m in to you (I’m in to you)

And baby even on our worst nights

I’m in to you (I’m in to you).

Let ’em wonder how we got this far

‘Cause I don’t really wonder at all

Yeah.  After all this time, I’m in to you.


-paramore