Thursday, April 26, 2012

Just do it...

Linking up for IT'S OK....
Its Ok Thursdays
IT'S OK....
That sometimes I just a good scroll through my Facebook newsfeed makes me feel better about myself.
That I didn't get the job I had my heart set on for two years and cried like a baby when I found out. What? I felt like I had just been broken up with.
That I reallly reallly want a puppy and sometimes just search and search online and make myself think that I am getting one. It helps.  I miss my Cocker, Sophie, so much.
That I miss college so much it hurts. I get super sad for everyone seeing all their last day of college status updates on Facebook.
That I want to see the Lucky One, just to give myself false hope about about love and guys.

That I always find Condescending Wonka hilarious no matter how many times I see them.
That I can't wait for my other half to come visit this weekend so we can do nothing together.
That this week just isn't working for me, I'm in a bad debbie downer mood.  Maybe next week.
Just link-up don't say no.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Witnessed to by the Jehovah's

So Papa C. has officially been gone for 1 week.  Papa is a very picky eater and only eats beef, fried potatoes, bread, and bacon.  I can probably count on one hand the amount of times I’ve seen him eat a vegetable and I can guarantee that none of them were green. 

The only positive thing Mama C. and I can come up with about him being gone is that we can finally try some healthy recipes we found on Pinterest. 

Yeah, so the healthiest thing we’ve consumed all week is Subway and Sangria (hey, it had fruit in it). So much for that plan.

Even though the likelihood of my waking up if someone were to enter our home is very low, I still keep my gun loaded and within reach with Papa C. gone. 

I have no doubts that B.H. would protect us against intruders, but just as Mama C. thinks putting chairs in front of all the doors when we go to sleep at night will keep people out, I think keeping a gun within reach to back B.H. up is necessary.  

I am my father’s daughter.

Speaking of B.H., something you should know about him is that he is extremely knowledgeable about the strangest things.  This knowledge recently came in handy, and was expanded, when the Plantation received a visit from the Jehovah’s Witness people.  

 B.H. happened to be home alone and, unlike the rest of the C. family, he not only answered the door BUT also listened to everything they had to say.  At the end of their little presentation he told them he had a question. 
Leave it to B.H. to ask questions at the end.  What was his question, you may ask?

“Why don’t ya’ll have windows in your buildings?”

Yes, that really happened and unfortunately I don't remember the answer.


Friday, April 20, 2012

Versatile Blogger Award

We got our very first blog award, The Versatile Blogger Award, Thanks to Jessica at Sweet Simplicity! Check her blog out :)

The rules for this award are as follows:

1. Nominate 15 Fellow Bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award

2. Add an image of the Versatile Blogger Award

3. Thank the blogger who nominated you in a post with a link to their site.

4. Share 7 completely random facts about yourself.

5. Include this set of rules.

6. Inform each nominated blogger of their nomination.

G's Random 7
1. I have been obsessed with New Kids On The Block since I was 3. If they are performing anywhere in the 7 surrounding states or my own, I WILL BE THERE! 

2. I am the messiest organized person you will ever meet. I plan everything and organize everything but I RARELY put anything where it goes.  When S and I lived alone I wouldn't even allow her to clean because she didn't do it my way, and we all know that I know how to do everything better than anyone else in this life.

3. I refuse to eat or touch any type of meat that is still on the bone.  I may be southern but I DO NOT eat fried chicken on a bone.

4. I can't share clothes or any of my other belongings with anyone who is not my mom or sister. I rarely get anxiety but the thought of my clothes or bags in the possession of someone else causes me to hyperventilate.

5. No matter how hard I try, I cannot keep a secret from S, ever!  I can keep it to my self for about 19 seconds but when that 20th second rolls around, I pretty much scream the secret at her. (Unless she doesn't answer her phone, then I have to text it. In that case, it's about 30 seconds before she knows.)

6. If I find something I love while shopping I HAVE to leave the store with it. If I leave without purchasing it, I end up dreaming about it and stressing about someone else carrying around MY new bag or wearing MY new top.  Then I get anxiety over whether or not they will still have it the next morning when I return for it.

7. When it comes to my immediate family, I am the biggest control freak you will ever meet.  I hate when B.H. goes somewhere without us, especially overnight.  I get nervous and anxious that something bad will happen.  When S. is out without me (RARELY HAPPENS), I panic that something has happened to her.  I can't stand for any member of my family to make a decision without consulting me first. BUT when it comes to being in a relationship, those boys cannot get me to care one single bit about what they or doing or show one ounce of effort.  I don't know how or why but that's just how it is.

S's Random 7

1. I am very picky about my socks. I prefer the low cut style. They must be snug to my feet, no loose stretched out socks with holes for me and they MUST match.

2. I still sleep with a blankie. I actually didn't start sleeping with Linus until I was 14 or 15. Linus is a twin sized down comforter that I take everywhere. Sadly he has lost most his feathers and has a few holes from being washed so much. :(

3. I can't sleep without a glass of water next to my bed, I just always have done this. What if I wake up super thirsty and didn't have that glass of water? I don't even want to think about it.

4. I usually always have an appetite whether I am sick or not. Even when I have strep throat I eat like I normally do, pizza, chicken just whatever.

5. I talk to myself all the time, Jessica you are not alone. People probs think I'm cray cray but whatever sometimes I just have stuff to tell myself.

6. I iron everything well except my undergarments!  I have improved since college, but for a while I ironed even my workout clothes and PJs. 

7. I am obsessed with George Strait, in a healthy way of course. Everyone who knows me knows I am his #1, so well don't even try. :)

The blogs we nominate are:

 Thanks Jessica! Hope Everyone Has a Wonderful Weekend! :)


Thursday, April 19, 2012

Thirsty Thursday...

It's Ok....

Its Ok Thursdays

I'm linking up again.

To hate cats! Sorry I'm a dog person. I really can't stand when I find a cat lounging on my car, especially when there are plenty of cat lovers out there with cars to lounge on!

Its okay that I cant wait to get my hurrr did Saturday! Im getting blonde highlights put in it. I am wayyy over due for this, kids.

That I'm 23 and still live with my Mama and them and I don't hate it.  What? It's fo free, I get home cooked meals, my laundry done and my bank account gets larger due to no bills! The last one is my favorite part.

To be annoyed when your phone rings from a number you don't know, so you get all excited thinking that maybe it is an awesome job offer, but really it is just a phone recording telling you that you could be a winner of a Bahamas trip.  booo. I have won this trip a few times, yet I still have never been to the Bahamas. hmmm?

That I frequent the local TJ Maxx every other day just to make I'm not missing out on something. Sometimes I just look, I'm a recovering shopaholic.  I am soo much better these days. I use to not be able to leave a store without buying something. I would go into panic mode if I was leaving without something, a new shirt, magazine, stick of gum it didn't matter I just NEEDED to purchase something!  Living as a broke college student and getting my AmEx taken away did wonders for my recovery.

That I gave in and went to QT today to try the Pineapple Papaya sweet tea. I saw the sign the other day and thought "Oh Gurrrllll that sounds sooo good."   Not too bad, I don't hate it. I do love all the fresh brewed tea options they now have.


Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Low-key pissed

Day 3 of Papa C. being gone.  I cannot even begin to describe the ridiculousness that is our household at this exact moment.  This is what our evening has become:

Papa C. would be letting us know, real quick, that lounging around drinking wine is not an acceptable way to be spending an evening when there is shit to be done before work tomorrow. 
S is currently speaking to me in a British accent, something about her bonnet from her baby days. I don’t even know.  I’m just glad she’s stopped with the obsessive-ness over comparing her job interviewing process with her favorite company to a relationship. I have been so confused all day.  I have NOT been able to decipher when she is referring to a boy she is interested in or to the job she is applying for and the man interviewing her.

At one point I told her there were other fish in the sea.  Apparently, that was not an appropriate thing to say while discussing a job.

She keeps going on and on about being "low-key pissed," S, girl, let me tell you right now, there is not one thing low-key about you being pissed at this moment.


Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Want to date B.H.?

So, B.H. is probably the best guy I know, next to Papa C., of course. Unfortunately, we live in a small and the options for girls that we would be willing to let him date are not only limited but non-existent. So, we thought we would try something different.  If any of you know of any girls that would be interested in going on a date with B.H., send them our way.  We will do a video blog with him this week so you guys can get to know him a little bit and see how awesome he is.  Any questions you need the answers to, send them our way and we will be sure to ask him on the video. 


Monday, April 16, 2012

When Papa is away, the Cs will play...

Papa C. is headed out of town today for 2 weeks.  If you know our family, you know that this throws our entire lives out of whack.  Papa runs a tight ship and any and all stability we have is thrown out the window when he leaves.  We are like a bunch of teenagers with their parents out of town, this includes Mama C.: Staying up entirely too late, eating meals completely off schedule, staying out past dark...ya know, hoodlum type things.

Honestly Papa C. is a laid back guy but growing up he was a pretty strict man so we have structure in our lives like nobody’s business.  I have zero respect for any parents that do not overload their children with structure and discipline.  The more structure you have, the less discipline you need.  Papa C. keeps us laughing constantly.  He never means to, BUT that man is hilarious.

I know he didn’t mean for it to be funny, but last night he said these words to me when we were discussing working, and I could not stop laughing: You never give up, you never stop working.  When you give up, they come take your shit, then they throw dirt on top of ya.  May not be funny to you, but to me, it was hilarious.  That man teaches us more life lessons, without realizing it, every day.

Yes, I think my parents are better than every other set of parents to ever exist. 
B.H. had his Senior prom this weekend. He looked very nice.  He was out of town and almost didn’t make it back in time.  S and I had already decided that if he ended up missing prom he was wearing that tux and bowtie to church the next morning.  

Ladies, he’s single.  Contact us if you are interested, seriously, contact us….

P.S. To the lady in the yellow Corvette this morning who got away before I could snap a pic: Do you really have so many men after you that it's necessary to purchase a license plate that says 'Married'?  If so, what is your secret?


Thursday, April 12, 2012

It's totally fine.

It's OK....

To have spent $45 on Jamberry nails and already peeled off the first set after wearing them for only 11 hours. uggh.
Totes cute right? Thats what I thought until I applied them and they didn't go on smooth then started to peel at the edges, and I looked like I was wearing stickers on my nails. Maybe I'm just Jamberry nail incompetent, but I wouldn't buy them again.

To be super excited to see Miranda Lambert in concert tonight! I hope Blake will make an appearance! :)

That the only part about tonight that I'm not excited about is I won't get to go to bed at 9, but I am making my sister take me to Olive Garden before the concert. (psshh what diet?)

To already be picking out my new company car for the job I haven't even gotten yet. (I plan ahead what can I say?)

That I am obbsessed with post-its. I go through them like nobodys buisness. I just love writing things and sticking them on things. (weird?)

That I drink more water than a camel.

That I always end up doing It's OK Thursday. One less decision I have to make is the blog topic. (I'm super indecisive.)

To just stare at your phone when it rings and think who the heck calls people now days, when you don't feel like talking. Sorryboutcha text me.

Its Ok Thursdays

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Baby Huey's first 5k

B.H asked me what I was doing on April 20th a few days ago.  I don't think I ever answered him.  That's a normal thing in our home.  B.H. doesn't really get a chance to hold a complete conversation with another member of our family without getting cut off or interrupted.  (Unfortunate for him. Fortunate for us.)  I put zero thought into it and had actually completely forgotten he had asked me this question UNTIL...THIS:

Suddenly, it hit me!  B.H. is training for a 5k that will take place in less than 2 weeks.  Maybe I haven't been clear, B.H. does not do anything athletic. I have even begged him to go running with me before and he not only declined my request BUT stared at me in disgust.  Good luck B.H.!  You will need it!


I arrive at the Plantation to find this:

That would be S. on a tractor in our front yard!  Who is this girl?  What the heck is going on?  I didn't even know what to say to either of these situations.  I went to bed shortly after arriving home as the day was more than my mind could handle.


Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Not Even a Real SUV

Yes, that is a TRAILBLAZER with Jeep tires.  This should not be allowed. A trailblazer doesn't even really qualify as an SUV.  You want big tires, buy a Jeep or a LARGE truck.  Tiny Chevys and Ford Rangers don't count.  Surely the driver of this monstrosity EXPECTS to be made fun of every. single. time. they leave their home? Right? 

Please share with me any ridiculous vehicles you have seen lately...I need a good laugh before this pisses me off more.


Thursday, April 5, 2012

It's Okay y'all it's Thursday!

Its Ok Thursdays

IT'S OK.....

To feel more complete just knowing that my halfsie is back in the same state. I have missed her soo soo much.
(yes we insisted on having our composite taken together like Romy & Michele)

To google everything. how else am i suppose to know?

To post more than once a day. I haven't, but like what if I wanted to, is there a rule? I haven't heard anything about a rule.

To be excited to hangout/have a sleepover with my sister's 5 year old god daughter this weekend.  Girl is adorbs and we have the best time together.

 That I can't wait to go to bed and it is only 8ish.  I didn't get my full 9 hours lastnight.

To not always use correct grammar and such when blogging even though it will drive G insane.

That I will be hunting Easter eggs with the cousins Sunday if there is a money egg. What? I'm not employed yet okay.
That I can't really focus on anything else if my nail polish chips. I just begin to obsess over that dang chipped nail.

That I don't like Peeps. Sorry that just ain't me.

That I'm obsessed with the show GCB.

BTW...I had a job interview today with the company I have been wanting to work for, so hopefully I will get a second interview.  Look out big girl world things might get interesting!!


Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Like that one chip is gonna make a difference...wasn't even a whole chip...

On the way home from the gym S was starving.  When we arrived home Mama C wasn’t quite done with dinner so I opened a string cheese.  S was really starting to get cranky and I could tell we were about 14 seconds away from a meltdown so I started to offer her half of it just to hold her over for the next few minutes before dinner was ready.  BEFORE I could extend my hand in her direction or even get the words, “would you like the rest of this?,” out of my mouth S snatched it out of my hand and shoved it into her mouth in one swift motion.  I’m lucky I still have all of my fingers.

 S feels the NEED to buy a Cosmo magazine every time we check out at Wal-Mart, no exceptions.  On our road trip I flipped through the latest issue and read the article on Megan Fox.  Obviously, she’s married to Brian Austin Green.   

If you don’t know who that is, stop reading our blog now, you are worthless to me. 

That girl claims that when she met him she had no idea who he was because she was too young for 90210.   She is only 1 year younger than me and I kid you not, I have seen every episode of 90210 on multiple occasions.   

Mama C may have had strict rules against watching the Simpsons or MTV until I was 20 but I can assure you, 5 year old me always got her weekly dose of the Brenda, Kelly, and Dylan triangle!

There is no way I am the only person who thinks that girl is full of shit, right?  Doesn't everyone love 90210?


Monday, April 2, 2012

You see me runnin'...You see me hatin'..

G is an avid runner. Gurrrlll will take off running and return 10 miles later.  Me, you see me running, something is after me!  I do NOT run for fun.

However, along with this new food deprivation diet and boot camp G is putting me through, girl thinks I need to participate in the Color Run and the Warrior Dash.  G says “its only 3.2 miles.”  Well that is 3.2 miles too long for me!

Anywho I agreed to start the Couch to 5k today but we didn’t make it to the gym.  I had to promise G I would run when we got home if we skipped the gym BUT I outsmarted her once again.  I did great today.  I may not have ran but I did not go near that couch.  Step in the right direction, right?

What is this world coming to when I already know the only thing I’m going to enjoy consuming tomorrow is my new chocolate caramel creamer in my coffee that I only recently started drinking.  I just want some Taco Bell.


Sunday, April 1, 2012

Cornfields and beer...

Mama C., S, and I have a little business that required us to travel 3 ½ hours away from home this weekend.  This required us to depart from the Plantation at 7:00am Saturday morning. S and I are rather unpleasant when it comes to waking up early on any given day but this Saturday was particularly terrible.  The three of us were stuck at a business function until 11 the night before which led to S and I getting our valuable sleep time cut from our normal 12 hours to 7.  Not. Pretty.

As we mentioned before, Mama C can’t be on time to save her life.  We were finally on the road, in the big red truck with our 200 pairs of jeans, at 7:30am.

My obsession with Jason Aldean and Luke Bryan is NO JOKE.  So obviously, S and I had zero intentions of allowing the iPad to subject us to any other artist or genre for the entire trek. 2 ½ hours into our drive Mama C looks at me, and I Kid. You. Not., these words came from her mouth: “Umm…do you girls have any songs on that iPad that aren’t about cornfields or beer?”  I had no words for her.  
Who is this woman?  Mama and Papa C have been married for 27 years.  Papa C is as COWBOY as it gets.  There is NOT ONE THING in this world that is more southern than this man. Their wedding song was a DAVID ALLAN COE song for goodness sake! Where does this woman get off complaining about songs involving cornfields or beer?  On the way home later that night she had the audacity to ask me if Jason and Luke are the same person. I have never been more confused in my life.

So, I gave the lady who scolds me, and tries to wash my mouth out with soap for saying damn, EXACTLY what she asked for…Nicki Minaj, explicit version!  You can guess who was begging for a song about cornfields and beer after that…