here is a blog for you... sittin in quick change getting my oil changed, a little on the crabby side due to a smudge in my fresh new candy apple red finger nail polished nails (which i borrowed so NO touch ups) and feeling 347 pounds FAT because my period is waiting on tomorrow which we all know never comes. a old lady and her husband were walking right outside the window where i was sitting. which becomes oddly awkward after the 15th time you made eye contact with the old hag. finally they walk away. i felt relieved, like when you clock out at the end of the day or when you get a check in the mail you werent expecting or like when you wake up in a frantic cause your late for work then you realize its saturday...get it, yep thats how i felt, i even propped my foot across the seat beside me, remember because i was relieved and that is a relieved gesture i sometimes make.
Soooo they had dog, one of them really ugly little dogs that stare at you and could possible pee on your lap if you talk alittle too loud. yea one of those, i hate them dogs. well the first thing she lets it walk all the way over to my chair and sniff and sniff and sniff. i finally picked up my purse without saying a word. i purposely didnt make any facial expression so she wouldnt think i thought it was cute that her yapper was in my bubble. heck the little rat brought its bed, dog bowl and hung last years Christmas picture on the wall the wall of my bubble. i wasnt happy.
she finally sits down a few seats down from me, of course this is after she comes and KNOCKS my foot off the chair to get to the show n tell that my foot was resting on. how dare her...i gasped! she heard me. she didnt care. she was mean and rude. i wasnt happy. at this point i was mad at everything; i was mad at Clay for buying me a new car that took extra long to change the oil because of some special filter that they over charge me for, i was mad at the person in charge of cleaning out the mildewed fish tank that was sittin to the right of me, because by the smell they were on vacation, and im thinking they are at some beach while im HERE. there is no turning back im permanently in a bad mood until 8:00 when cougar town makes my life worth living again.
so at this point im pouting, 24years old annnddd i was pouting. then the old woman does it. she starts making out with her DOG!! okay im exaggerating alittle bit...but she is making me feel uncomfortable. i thought your kidding me she is not doing this in here like no one is sitting a few seats down from her. AGAIN im alone so laughing out loud is completely out of the question. i pull out my phone to take a picture so i can write about this and be able to give yall a visual. of course i played it out for a few seconds first, acting like i was just texting away on my little phone. i turn it on silent so i make sure she dont hear that i just took a picture. i know i was thinking about this alittle to hard, but it was kinda fun like i was a spy. snap. i took it, yes!!! but after a few mins of examining the photo i didnt really capture the love they were sharing so i thought what the heck lets try for another one. SNAPPPP, "what the hell was that?" no my camera did not just make that sound!!! yep it did. her and her husband turns and looks at me, my face must of been red because my cheeks felt like i was sucking on lava. the women behind the counter even laughed, this SNAPPPP was omg loud. what do i do? she knows i just took a picture of her. so my dumbass, just starts acting like im talking to my cousin heather. i said "heather, did you just call me? Yes you did, it just went off!" i know i cant believe i pulled the "im going to pretend i am talking on the phone move." but i did, and i have shame of this. a few mins of awkward talking on the phone, with myself, my car was done. i couldnt have ran out of there faster...the whole time i was thinking can i get arrested for taking pictures of people unknowingly, i hope not! but then i thought ohhh wait papa paparazzi! (yes i just typed that in song) so i am good, you will get to see me this Halloween. no jail time for me, i dont think the other prisoners could handle my candy apple red nails minus the smudge!! smiles for me!
Until next time Peace love n alittle Beyonce to lift your spirits!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Did you feel that? It was my arm, it just popped off!
There is this thing called body pump. I highly recommend you not take this course—unless you are a professional athlete and workout everyday. Renae and I thought it would be a bright idea to get into shape and sign up for this class. We heard it was fun…well it wasn’t fun, it was hell.
We thought we did our homework. Being the smart intelligent people that we are, we went and observed the class before jumping right into it. We thought it looked easy enough, we would try it. Little did we know we were observing the WARM UPS!
The class starts. I’m thinking this isn’t that bad. I start to sweat, okay I can handle this. Arms burning at this point, still okay. Hands on my hips, gasping for my last breath, im thinking we are almost done, you can do this Brittany. And then the instructor/song ended. I made it!!!! Good job Brittany!!! And then she proceeds to say, that was a great warm up girls. WHAT?? Did she just say warm up??? Ok now im hating this, I can’t do it. I have eaten too many cheeseburgers and pizza since the last time I did anything this intense. I need to leave. How can I do this? It would be easy if the room wasn’t surrounded by mirrors. Everyone knew we were new, so I needed to prove to them I could do this. But I knew I couldn’t, the instructor was demanding lunges but my legs were shaking. A newborn horse had a better chance of containing leg shake then I was at this point. Instructor, “feel free to scream.” I could only scream cuss words, people were staring. I couldn’t help it, it took all I could to lift that bar. It took every damn & shit I had to get that bar over my head. I looked ridiculously. AND we had a freaking audience so even other people could see this worthless attempt to pump my body.
It’s over now. Yesterday I was sore, I complained all day. Today I want to die. I have never hurt this bad in my life. My arms feel like I have a pink elephant sitting on them. I can’t raise my arms to put my hair up. You think I might be kidding but this is all truth that I type. And the dumbest part of the whole thing…..I’m going back tonight!!!!! What am I thinking??? There is no way I will be able to lift a bar over my head, I can’t even grip my fist without wanting to put a gun in my mouth. (Not a real gun, a water gun-real guns freak me out). So im writing this so maybe you will send a shout out to God that I make it thru this dumb class. I have nothing but doubt.
Until next time peace love n alittle Beyonce to lift your spirits.
We thought we did our homework. Being the smart intelligent people that we are, we went and observed the class before jumping right into it. We thought it looked easy enough, we would try it. Little did we know we were observing the WARM UPS!
The class starts. I’m thinking this isn’t that bad. I start to sweat, okay I can handle this. Arms burning at this point, still okay. Hands on my hips, gasping for my last breath, im thinking we are almost done, you can do this Brittany. And then the instructor/song ended. I made it!!!! Good job Brittany!!! And then she proceeds to say, that was a great warm up girls. WHAT?? Did she just say warm up??? Ok now im hating this, I can’t do it. I have eaten too many cheeseburgers and pizza since the last time I did anything this intense. I need to leave. How can I do this? It would be easy if the room wasn’t surrounded by mirrors. Everyone knew we were new, so I needed to prove to them I could do this. But I knew I couldn’t, the instructor was demanding lunges but my legs were shaking. A newborn horse had a better chance of containing leg shake then I was at this point. Instructor, “feel free to scream.” I could only scream cuss words, people were staring. I couldn’t help it, it took all I could to lift that bar. It took every damn & shit I had to get that bar over my head. I looked ridiculously. AND we had a freaking audience so even other people could see this worthless attempt to pump my body.
It’s over now. Yesterday I was sore, I complained all day. Today I want to die. I have never hurt this bad in my life. My arms feel like I have a pink elephant sitting on them. I can’t raise my arms to put my hair up. You think I might be kidding but this is all truth that I type. And the dumbest part of the whole thing…..I’m going back tonight!!!!! What am I thinking??? There is no way I will be able to lift a bar over my head, I can’t even grip my fist without wanting to put a gun in my mouth. (Not a real gun, a water gun-real guns freak me out). So im writing this so maybe you will send a shout out to God that I make it thru this dumb class. I have nothing but doubt.
Until next time peace love n alittle Beyonce to lift your spirits.
Friday, April 24, 2009
It came out of no where!
Another Friday night blog.
When I read back on some of my past blogs, I know yall must think I’m fibbing. Because if I didn’t see it with my own two eyes I wouldn’t believe some of the crazy crap that happens to me. My only reasoning behind it is that I possible could be the most unlucky person in Kentucky (at least the south end of it). Well that is not completely true I might be rounded 2nd compared to my husband. So you would think we would even one another out with our doom to life circumstances but that is a big NEGo. So why I must mention how random and weird my life is I have two instances that happen to me tonight.
So I changed Kahne my horse/dog/donkey’s food yet again. This time we have chosen iams, last and final decision!!! I will not put myself, nor Clay thru this again. Reasoning: his farts are deadly to anyone with skin. It literally burns my nose. Gross I know but I had to give you a visual to get the full concept of my story. Sooo the story begins. I hear Kahne eating, knowing what the food leads too I tippy toed my giant too fat to be tippy toeing ass in the bedroom. I’m hiding in the bed so he wouldn’t find me when I started to nod off. I get a text from Courtney and realize it is only 8:30. I might be a “Friday night blogger” but I will not turn into a “call it a night at 8:30 on a Freggin Friday night.” So I decide to put Kahne in his cage and take a drive. Sunset tan is where I ended up. After all we do have Vegas in 6 days I mize well tan so I won’t look albino compared to the girls over there. Well I get in the bed and turn on my iPod. Here I am trying not to belt out the words the Zac Brown Band in fear they won’t let me come back because my singing is so horrid. So I twittle my feet to the rhythm. I was doing good, real good.
Did you hear that? It was my luck sipping further and further away from me. I get attacked my flies. I counted 3 but I know there was more. Here I am lying naked in a bed, which I already feel uncomfortable because a fan is going ninety to nothing and if it comes loose there goes my pride and joy and womanhood. I always feel like there is something crawling on me while I’m in there anyways, I always freak out and ends up being nothing. So when I opened my eyes and saw a black thing on my stomach, I flipped my top. Which was not smart? Flipping my top resorted in a bloody nose and lip. I rose up so fast forgetting there was a 50 pound lid of a TANNING bed over top of me. Needless to say I’m okay. A busted lip and 6 mins of my nose projectiling blood everywhere, I’m good.
So after that I couldn’t have just gone home I thought I would test my luck at Wal-Mart. It turned out okay so I went home. When I got almost home I decided I would stop and see Kaidyn (my son). So I pull in and go sit down beside him and was just telling him what his crazy momma just did. And then it happened, I heard something. Mind you it’s about 9:45 at this point and I’m sitting alone in a cemetery. I freaked. So I start running back to my car. Bad idea. Evidentently that startled the flipping possum that was right next to me. I swear to you, it chased me to my car. It was pissed! I tripped over the ditch, I thought I was doomed. It still was after me, I jumped on top of my car. I drive a 08 Malibu, I’m sure the whole car is made of plastic. I don’t even want to know the damage I did to it. Anyways back to the pe-od possum, it stood there and hissed at me. I felt like I was on top of my car for 3 days. So if you please, picture this in your mind. A hissing possum and me on top of my car….crying. I bawled like a baby. If anyone could have seen that, your year would have been made.
So there is my luck sum up in a nut shell. Every day is something new in the Johnson family!!!
Until next time Peace love n a little Beyonce to lift your spirits.
When I read back on some of my past blogs, I know yall must think I’m fibbing. Because if I didn’t see it with my own two eyes I wouldn’t believe some of the crazy crap that happens to me. My only reasoning behind it is that I possible could be the most unlucky person in Kentucky (at least the south end of it). Well that is not completely true I might be rounded 2nd compared to my husband. So you would think we would even one another out with our doom to life circumstances but that is a big NEGo. So why I must mention how random and weird my life is I have two instances that happen to me tonight.
So I changed Kahne my horse/dog/donkey’s food yet again. This time we have chosen iams, last and final decision!!! I will not put myself, nor Clay thru this again. Reasoning: his farts are deadly to anyone with skin. It literally burns my nose. Gross I know but I had to give you a visual to get the full concept of my story. Sooo the story begins. I hear Kahne eating, knowing what the food leads too I tippy toed my giant too fat to be tippy toeing ass in the bedroom. I’m hiding in the bed so he wouldn’t find me when I started to nod off. I get a text from Courtney and realize it is only 8:30. I might be a “Friday night blogger” but I will not turn into a “call it a night at 8:30 on a Freggin Friday night.” So I decide to put Kahne in his cage and take a drive. Sunset tan is where I ended up. After all we do have Vegas in 6 days I mize well tan so I won’t look albino compared to the girls over there. Well I get in the bed and turn on my iPod. Here I am trying not to belt out the words the Zac Brown Band in fear they won’t let me come back because my singing is so horrid. So I twittle my feet to the rhythm. I was doing good, real good.
Did you hear that? It was my luck sipping further and further away from me. I get attacked my flies. I counted 3 but I know there was more. Here I am lying naked in a bed, which I already feel uncomfortable because a fan is going ninety to nothing and if it comes loose there goes my pride and joy and womanhood. I always feel like there is something crawling on me while I’m in there anyways, I always freak out and ends up being nothing. So when I opened my eyes and saw a black thing on my stomach, I flipped my top. Which was not smart? Flipping my top resorted in a bloody nose and lip. I rose up so fast forgetting there was a 50 pound lid of a TANNING bed over top of me. Needless to say I’m okay. A busted lip and 6 mins of my nose projectiling blood everywhere, I’m good.
So after that I couldn’t have just gone home I thought I would test my luck at Wal-Mart. It turned out okay so I went home. When I got almost home I decided I would stop and see Kaidyn (my son). So I pull in and go sit down beside him and was just telling him what his crazy momma just did. And then it happened, I heard something. Mind you it’s about 9:45 at this point and I’m sitting alone in a cemetery. I freaked. So I start running back to my car. Bad idea. Evidentently that startled the flipping possum that was right next to me. I swear to you, it chased me to my car. It was pissed! I tripped over the ditch, I thought I was doomed. It still was after me, I jumped on top of my car. I drive a 08 Malibu, I’m sure the whole car is made of plastic. I don’t even want to know the damage I did to it. Anyways back to the pe-od possum, it stood there and hissed at me. I felt like I was on top of my car for 3 days. So if you please, picture this in your mind. A hissing possum and me on top of my car….crying. I bawled like a baby. If anyone could have seen that, your year would have been made.
So there is my luck sum up in a nut shell. Every day is something new in the Johnson family!!!
Until next time Peace love n a little Beyonce to lift your spirits.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
WANTED: Ball Replacement
BLOG time…
It’s been 67894 days since I last took to my blog. How dare I not take the time to do what I love!!! But I’m back have no fear.
We bought a camper at the lake. I pretty much am in love with it. We stayed there last weekend with Heather and Lachey. It was the first weekend we stayed the night because I am scared of mice and……we had turds. But we took care of that little problem. If it doesn’t rain this weekend we are having a surprise party for one of my friends. I had a practice session for beer pong last weekend. I suck. Which I’m really upset about because I use to rock. But I the champ will return. Our only problem is Kahne is all over our ball situation. He is sitting there waiting for the ball to drop. We are working as teams to kept the horse from getting to the ball first. We got him fixed a few weeks ago, I think he is trying to replace the balls the vet took out. I hate to break it to him-ping pong balls will not bring him booty. Any who, if you’re coming to the party, bring your game face!
Bethany had her baby. She named her Bryleigh Paige. I pretty much am absence with this child. I want her, I offered money (cash, checks I even offered money orders) but they are not giving her up easily. I will have to try something else, any ideas? I would show you how pretty she is but Stuart is hating on some MySpace. So no pictures at this time. (I will sneak a picture for yall to see my niece).
Two weeks from tomorrow I will be flying to LAS VEGAS! Yes indeed, me and boo in sin city. Go ahead and save your money, apply for a loan, there is a good chance we will need you to bail us out. We were talking about the trip yesterday and we were naming all the stuff that we MUST do while in Vegas. Clay: Watching the Volcano at 6. Britt: Go on a gondola ride at the Venetian. Clay: Watch Reed win the championship. Britt: Watch Cirque du Soleil. Clay: Become of member of the mile high club. Britt: Get married on a whim. Clay: no no no I would never make that mistake again. Britt: sad day. He is a fool, he loves me. I am convinced! :) I will take a lot of pictures and make a photo blog when we return!!!!
Until next time, peace, love an a little Beyonce to lift your spirits.
It’s been 67894 days since I last took to my blog. How dare I not take the time to do what I love!!! But I’m back have no fear.
We bought a camper at the lake. I pretty much am in love with it. We stayed there last weekend with Heather and Lachey. It was the first weekend we stayed the night because I am scared of mice and……we had turds. But we took care of that little problem. If it doesn’t rain this weekend we are having a surprise party for one of my friends. I had a practice session for beer pong last weekend. I suck. Which I’m really upset about because I use to rock. But I the champ will return. Our only problem is Kahne is all over our ball situation. He is sitting there waiting for the ball to drop. We are working as teams to kept the horse from getting to the ball first. We got him fixed a few weeks ago, I think he is trying to replace the balls the vet took out. I hate to break it to him-ping pong balls will not bring him booty. Any who, if you’re coming to the party, bring your game face!
Bethany had her baby. She named her Bryleigh Paige. I pretty much am absence with this child. I want her, I offered money (cash, checks I even offered money orders) but they are not giving her up easily. I will have to try something else, any ideas? I would show you how pretty she is but Stuart is hating on some MySpace. So no pictures at this time. (I will sneak a picture for yall to see my niece).
Two weeks from tomorrow I will be flying to LAS VEGAS! Yes indeed, me and boo in sin city. Go ahead and save your money, apply for a loan, there is a good chance we will need you to bail us out. We were talking about the trip yesterday and we were naming all the stuff that we MUST do while in Vegas. Clay: Watching the Volcano at 6. Britt: Go on a gondola ride at the Venetian. Clay: Watch Reed win the championship. Britt: Watch Cirque du Soleil. Clay: Become of member of the mile high club. Britt: Get married on a whim. Clay: no no no I would never make that mistake again. Britt: sad day. He is a fool, he loves me. I am convinced! :) I will take a lot of pictures and make a photo blog when we return!!!!
Until next time, peace, love an a little Beyonce to lift your spirits.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
rated r
Bloggin, once again on a Friday night. Clay is on seconds so not much to do when you have a ring on your finger. I could take mine off but I have ‘always’ tattooed underneath my ring so looks like im stuck! Much more Friday night bloggin in my future! ....
Work pretty much sucks now. Them dumb S.o.B’s took away my internet. No more myspace or facebook. I have had more transactions this week due to more boredomness. So for First United Bank the progress is good, for Brittany’s social life progress, not so much! ....
I went out with Renae tonight to Applebee’s. We had us some much needed mango daiquiri’s and one too many rum and pineapple’s (my stomach was burning). Then I showed her my black room and she showed me her house. I got a tour of Nortonville, and she took me to my dream house. Then we came home. I had a lot of fun; I’m exhausted like I have been up for 2 weeks straight. I just can’t hang like I use too. Clay told me to wait up for him but that is at least 2 more hours. Heck to the no. im snoozing. ....
So some smell good steamy shit, a wall full of dildos and ankle handcuffs later I find myself looking at a Kama sutra book. I thought, “Hey, this could be fun. Get my lazy ass off my back and do something for my man”. I must buy this book. 30 dollars, nope not going to work. How about my friend show you her boobs and I get a discount. Nope, didn’t work. Friend says no. how about I show you my military card and you give me a discount. $27.00. I WILL TAKE IT. So burning stomach, soaking in the tub (which now I suddenly hate since ive seen Renae’s 32 people sitting tub). I felt crapped in my one, single stupid tub. Anyways I was reading this book, well really just looking at the pictures. Real live people here, might I add. Three words for you…FULL OF SHIT. I cant do that crap. My body just cant do that, and if it could it would not be pretty. I would be falling down, screaming in pain, might even fart. Which would totally ruin the mood. Just to spark your imagination, I will quote you some of these titles…rainbow arch, galloping horse, cat and mouse share a hole, rabbit grooming, late spring donkey, phoenix playing in a red cave, silkworm spinning a cocoon, and my personal favorite congress of a cow. ARE YOU SERIOUS? If I got in these positions we couldn’t move. I would be like Damn it Clay it took this cow to get in congress for 10 mins, you just sit your ass still!!! ....
But on the bright side they didn’t blurr out the cellulite. Don’t know about you but sure makes me feel better. Anyways,I’m tired and im going to call it a night. Ps. I have a 1268 blog views and 92 comments. If you read this leave me something!!! Gives me motivation to write some more! Thanks. ....
Until next time peace love n alittle Beyonce to lift your spirits. ....
Work pretty much sucks now. Them dumb S.o.B’s took away my internet. No more myspace or facebook. I have had more transactions this week due to more boredomness. So for First United Bank the progress is good, for Brittany’s social life progress, not so much! ....
I went out with Renae tonight to Applebee’s. We had us some much needed mango daiquiri’s and one too many rum and pineapple’s (my stomach was burning). Then I showed her my black room and she showed me her house. I got a tour of Nortonville, and she took me to my dream house. Then we came home. I had a lot of fun; I’m exhausted like I have been up for 2 weeks straight. I just can’t hang like I use too. Clay told me to wait up for him but that is at least 2 more hours. Heck to the no. im snoozing. ....
So some smell good steamy shit, a wall full of dildos and ankle handcuffs later I find myself looking at a Kama sutra book. I thought, “Hey, this could be fun. Get my lazy ass off my back and do something for my man”. I must buy this book. 30 dollars, nope not going to work. How about my friend show you her boobs and I get a discount. Nope, didn’t work. Friend says no. how about I show you my military card and you give me a discount. $27.00. I WILL TAKE IT. So burning stomach, soaking in the tub (which now I suddenly hate since ive seen Renae’s 32 people sitting tub). I felt crapped in my one, single stupid tub. Anyways I was reading this book, well really just looking at the pictures. Real live people here, might I add. Three words for you…FULL OF SHIT. I cant do that crap. My body just cant do that, and if it could it would not be pretty. I would be falling down, screaming in pain, might even fart. Which would totally ruin the mood. Just to spark your imagination, I will quote you some of these titles…rainbow arch, galloping horse, cat and mouse share a hole, rabbit grooming, late spring donkey, phoenix playing in a red cave, silkworm spinning a cocoon, and my personal favorite congress of a cow. ARE YOU SERIOUS? If I got in these positions we couldn’t move. I would be like Damn it Clay it took this cow to get in congress for 10 mins, you just sit your ass still!!! ....
But on the bright side they didn’t blurr out the cellulite. Don’t know about you but sure makes me feel better. Anyways,I’m tired and im going to call it a night. Ps. I have a 1268 blog views and 92 comments. If you read this leave me something!!! Gives me motivation to write some more! Thanks. ....
Until next time peace love n alittle Beyonce to lift your spirits. ....
and you wonder why im not right!
Random thoughts.
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*Did I park to close to the First United Bank sign this morning; will it fall on my car?
*The wii fit is kicking my butt and not sure why I get the urge to make whoppie with Clay every time I start doing the exercises. Strange I know.
*I got a little too upset that there was no butter to go with my pop tart this morning, now this day is doomed.
*I wore flip flops today for the first time this year, I feel like a dare devil.
*American idol – Michael Castro = sucky show.
*I like the new mountain dew design.
*Am I the only one that has a gut that wont stay on the bottom part of my button, I tuck and it rolls back imagining a muffin? Resulting in, me eating a muffin. Devastating.
*I want a new blackberry bold, which resort in putting my house up for sale to pay for it.
*I often wonder what my dog is thinking.
*I hate the word February. I can’t ever spell it and it PISSES me off.
*Why we love Valentines Day; girls know they will get flowers, men know they will get sex.
*Why am I the only girl in this world that don’t have a neat freak speck in my body, I have thought about being hypnotized to become a neat freak.
*I hate when toothpaste is overflowing the opening of the container and it has dry toothpaste blocking the toothpaste you need to brush with.
*I made this wii person for my mom as a joke (well she is really dorky looking) well every now and then she pops up in an exercise I’m doing and I start laughing so hard I start crying.
*I want a red dress.
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Those are my thoughts for the moment. useless i know.
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*Did I park to close to the First United Bank sign this morning; will it fall on my car?
*The wii fit is kicking my butt and not sure why I get the urge to make whoppie with Clay every time I start doing the exercises. Strange I know.
*I got a little too upset that there was no butter to go with my pop tart this morning, now this day is doomed.
*I wore flip flops today for the first time this year, I feel like a dare devil.
*American idol – Michael Castro = sucky show.
*I like the new mountain dew design.
*Am I the only one that has a gut that wont stay on the bottom part of my button, I tuck and it rolls back imagining a muffin? Resulting in, me eating a muffin. Devastating.
*I want a new blackberry bold, which resort in putting my house up for sale to pay for it.
*I often wonder what my dog is thinking.
*I hate the word February. I can’t ever spell it and it PISSES me off.
*Why we love Valentines Day; girls know they will get flowers, men know they will get sex.
*Why am I the only girl in this world that don’t have a neat freak speck in my body, I have thought about being hypnotized to become a neat freak.
*I hate when toothpaste is overflowing the opening of the container and it has dry toothpaste blocking the toothpaste you need to brush with.
*I made this wii person for my mom as a joke (well she is really dorky looking) well every now and then she pops up in an exercise I’m doing and I start laughing so hard I start crying.
*I want a red dress.
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Those are my thoughts for the moment. useless i know.
its a wonderful life!
I have been thinking about writing a blog for a while but I couldn’t think of exactly what I wanted to write! I woke up this morning and as I was drying my hair to come to work I got a few ideas for topics for a new blog! With that in mind I came to work, did my morning ritual at work which inquires minimum bank work, a scan of my favorite websites; facebook, MySpace, hotmail and hot 96. When I was on my facebook I had 7 notifications this morning from a few friends responded to post I made on their wall yesterday. One of these post led me to her profile, I thought I would look around for a little bit when I noticed she blogs, well I was very excited by this so I thought I would take a look at her blog page. The next hour and twenty five minutes changed my aspect on life. Cindy Birrell, known to most as Cindy Hutcheson is the blogger I refer too. She is amazing, I have never met her but maybe a few times, but I feel like I know her from all the wonderful thing I have heard about her. The title of her blog is ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’, she has had so many hurdles thru life that I could never imagine enduring. She was diagnosed with Cancer twice once after her son ..Preston.. was born. She loss all of her strength and could not even hold her baby boy. Could you imagine the feeling; unable to pick up your son when he is crying for you? And the wonderful thing about her is how positive she is, she is amazing her head is not down. She knows the cancer might not ever clear her completely but she is so thrilled with the time she still has. Cindy is an Angel. Here I am, disgusted with myself for thinking I had it bad, my life isn’t perfect, feel sorry for me. No more, I am grateful for all the things God has blessed me with, I have had circumstances to kick me down but God has picked me up every time. I should never be down or question why, because no matter how bad it is, someone is worse off. I know what’s right and I still choose to do wrong. I’m really going to try to work on my faults and negativity. May God bless me with more people like Cindy in my life, and may God bless you.
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Until next time peace, love and a little Beyonce to lift your sprits!
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Until next time peace, love and a little Beyonce to lift your sprits!
Just another saturday night
So its Saturday nite and im writing a blog.
What has my life came to. How boring have I become? People use to call me all the time, I was the party. Is my party over. Man that was fast. Met a boy, kissed a boy, fell madly, said I do and now im uncool. just like that, uncool. we have our friends (which I love) but we are all married, its like a cult. We recruit people prerequisite: married. That doesn’t even sound cool. Like the word beige- I hate that word. How non fun would it be to describe beige. My life is beige, boring. My life is yellow, excitement! I like yellow. Hold on…. I went and put on my yellow socks (phone should be ringing anytime now that I have some yellow in my life.) Sometimes I feel like someone is trying to show me a sign, things happen all the time to me that I think is strange that shouldn’t happen to someone as often as it does me. Examples. Almost everytime I am driving thru town at night the street light turns off as I drive under it. As well as the green light always turns yellow rights as I pass, I look now everytime I go under it-it has became this dangerous game I play with the light, one day I will slam into a car in front of me because of this damn yellow light that distracts me. And the carts, those damn carts. You know when you walk into walmart and the greeter has carts lined up and ready for your shopping spree, well mine is always the handicap one, with the squeaky, wobbly wheel. I even stand back and let the person behind me get it but noooo I always get it. No one elses makes this sound, I know because I listen. I am embarrassed of my cart, that noise. And I get it everytime, someone is taping me I know, this is a game show but damn you can yell CUT anytime now.
Ok I know your not going to believe me but this sums up my life and how it works, here I am in my home, dining room to be exact. Lights off ( im weird, I hate lights), no tv or radio just me typing away. I have a glass of tea beside me I take a drink- this happens to be the same time my dog Kahne decides to bark. His barks are deep and scary (esp. when your home alone in the dark). I drop my full glass of tea from fright of the dog and guess where it lands……my yellow socks. Its just not in it for me beige is my color. Still no calls, cold wet feet and the buzzer just went off on my dryer reminded me of the towels I love to fold. But as I look down and Kahne asleep beside me because he cant stand being in different room as me and I wait for the man of my dreams to come home in a few, it makes me realize beige isnt that bad.
Until next time Peace love n alittle beyonce to lift your spirits!
What has my life came to. How boring have I become? People use to call me all the time, I was the party. Is my party over. Man that was fast. Met a boy, kissed a boy, fell madly, said I do and now im uncool. just like that, uncool. we have our friends (which I love) but we are all married, its like a cult. We recruit people prerequisite: married. That doesn’t even sound cool. Like the word beige- I hate that word. How non fun would it be to describe beige. My life is beige, boring. My life is yellow, excitement! I like yellow. Hold on…. I went and put on my yellow socks (phone should be ringing anytime now that I have some yellow in my life.) Sometimes I feel like someone is trying to show me a sign, things happen all the time to me that I think is strange that shouldn’t happen to someone as often as it does me. Examples. Almost everytime I am driving thru town at night the street light turns off as I drive under it. As well as the green light always turns yellow rights as I pass, I look now everytime I go under it-it has became this dangerous game I play with the light, one day I will slam into a car in front of me because of this damn yellow light that distracts me. And the carts, those damn carts. You know when you walk into walmart and the greeter has carts lined up and ready for your shopping spree, well mine is always the handicap one, with the squeaky, wobbly wheel. I even stand back and let the person behind me get it but noooo I always get it. No one elses makes this sound, I know because I listen. I am embarrassed of my cart, that noise. And I get it everytime, someone is taping me I know, this is a game show but damn you can yell CUT anytime now.
Ok I know your not going to believe me but this sums up my life and how it works, here I am in my home, dining room to be exact. Lights off ( im weird, I hate lights), no tv or radio just me typing away. I have a glass of tea beside me I take a drink- this happens to be the same time my dog Kahne decides to bark. His barks are deep and scary (esp. when your home alone in the dark). I drop my full glass of tea from fright of the dog and guess where it lands……my yellow socks. Its just not in it for me beige is my color. Still no calls, cold wet feet and the buzzer just went off on my dryer reminded me of the towels I love to fold. But as I look down and Kahne asleep beside me because he cant stand being in different room as me and I wait for the man of my dreams to come home in a few, it makes me realize beige isnt that bad.
Until next time Peace love n alittle beyonce to lift your spirits!
she wont fit thru the front door!
Hello Wednesday.
Today is Renae’s half a day, what is a girl to do. I don’t know if I can handle this joint without my partner and crime. It could possibly be the longest day in history.
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Maybe it seems so long because I have a really exciting weekend ahead of me! We and by we I mean Amanda aka. Yelonda and I are heading to the mountains! That’s right just us girls. I’m so excited and im utterly shocked that this is actually happening with the approval of our husbands. They are truly ok with it, I know cool right! I have been with Clay for almost 3 years now and this is the first trip I have been on without him. We need this girl time. I am going to miss him, but him and Derek will have a blast together! They might be on the front page of The Messenger, oh lord then Jabber jaws here at work will have another reason to make a lunch date with gossip queen of the north. So everyone employed (and some others) will know everything about my personal life. J Great, can’t wait!
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Oh gosh you got me started on Jabber jaws. If you don’t know her then don’t worry about it but if you do then you know exactly what I mean when I say this: She is perfect, she does no wrong. I feel like I just vomited in my mouth. My husband and I have 2 checking accounts one at ON and one at FUB. The one at FUB is only to pay bills with because my husband hates checks and I need to write them to pay bills. Well unlike Jabber jaws (we are going to short this to JJ) doesn’t forget anything that goes thru her account. She writes down everything, remember she is perfect. Wellll im not I make mistakes this will not be the last time I do it. Well I forgot about a check that I wrote and I didn’t transfer the money from our ON account so guess what big NEG. I know it’s embarrassing but hell my heart is still beating, no flipping big deal. Unlike JJ who thinks I should be admitted to the E.R. for being deathly ill and diagnosed with FTB (Failure to Balance), im fine. It’s called deposit. Good lord, I know she made a big deal before I came in today and has prolly emailed and called everyone she could think of. She has been looking at me all morning like I am naked (and I did just look down to make sure I am dressed, and im good.) She walked over to me and whispered did you make a deposit; I looked at her and said, yes. She said I didn’t know what to do, I literally saw her swell up 4 sizes because she feeds off of drama. Her button popped off and hit me in the eye. It hurt.
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So this blog is for JJ. I do make mistakes, I am not embarrassed by them, I am not mad by them, I do not cry because of them. So sorry if I deflated your excitement bubble. I don’t care as much as you do. Congratulations on being you.
Today is Renae’s half a day, what is a girl to do. I don’t know if I can handle this joint without my partner and crime. It could possibly be the longest day in history.
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Maybe it seems so long because I have a really exciting weekend ahead of me! We and by we I mean Amanda aka. Yelonda and I are heading to the mountains! That’s right just us girls. I’m so excited and im utterly shocked that this is actually happening with the approval of our husbands. They are truly ok with it, I know cool right! I have been with Clay for almost 3 years now and this is the first trip I have been on without him. We need this girl time. I am going to miss him, but him and Derek will have a blast together! They might be on the front page of The Messenger, oh lord then Jabber jaws here at work will have another reason to make a lunch date with gossip queen of the north. So everyone employed (and some others) will know everything about my personal life. J Great, can’t wait!
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Oh gosh you got me started on Jabber jaws. If you don’t know her then don’t worry about it but if you do then you know exactly what I mean when I say this: She is perfect, she does no wrong. I feel like I just vomited in my mouth. My husband and I have 2 checking accounts one at ON and one at FUB. The one at FUB is only to pay bills with because my husband hates checks and I need to write them to pay bills. Well unlike Jabber jaws (we are going to short this to JJ) doesn’t forget anything that goes thru her account. She writes down everything, remember she is perfect. Wellll im not I make mistakes this will not be the last time I do it. Well I forgot about a check that I wrote and I didn’t transfer the money from our ON account so guess what big NEG. I know it’s embarrassing but hell my heart is still beating, no flipping big deal. Unlike JJ who thinks I should be admitted to the E.R. for being deathly ill and diagnosed with FTB (Failure to Balance), im fine. It’s called deposit. Good lord, I know she made a big deal before I came in today and has prolly emailed and called everyone she could think of. She has been looking at me all morning like I am naked (and I did just look down to make sure I am dressed, and im good.) She walked over to me and whispered did you make a deposit; I looked at her and said, yes. She said I didn’t know what to do, I literally saw her swell up 4 sizes because she feeds off of drama. Her button popped off and hit me in the eye. It hurt.
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So this blog is for JJ. I do make mistakes, I am not embarrassed by them, I am not mad by them, I do not cry because of them. So sorry if I deflated your excitement bubble. I don’t care as much as you do. Congratulations on being you.
backpack shopping
So my manager's son is thinking about going back packing in Australia for 6 months. I want to go. How fun would it be for me and clay to empty our savings load up Kahne and go on our way. I would like to go backpacking in Europe. Live there for 3 months and then come back here to Madisonville. How do you go about doing that exactly? What do I do with my home? My cars? My Job? Do I just shut everything off for 3 months and pack a big suit case and see you later alligator. Does back packing in Europe require an ACTUAL backpack? Or is it just called backpacking. If I do need to purchase a backpack what exactly needs to go in this pack of mine? I sure hope its not clothes because I have a lot of costume changes thru out the day. When I get up to Europe where do I stay? A hotel, a home I just don't know. It stresses me out and im not even going. I wish I was more free than what I am; I have too many stakes in my tent. I think im going to plan this. Sounds fun to me. Now that I think of it, can I backpack in Hawaii or Fiji? That sounds fun to me a lot more fun the Europe. I will have to Google that.
Until next time Peace Love and a little Beyonce to lift your spirits.
Until next time Peace Love and a little Beyonce to lift your spirits.
A Grand entrance to 2009
Good morning 2009. So far I like this year. It's a good one. Hope it goes slow.
So started fresh in 09, we are down to 1 puppy. Kasey is no longer with us. She is now a Florida dog. Sad day in the Johnson house. But as a responsible mother, I know no matter how sad it was giving her up, I know it was the best thing for her. I was promised to get monthly emails of pictures of her playing on the beach! I'm so happy for her, I tried to get them to take me too, but they denied!! Bummer.
So Leah got on my case for not writin a blog about our New Years event. So here it is in a short version. We decided to take a trip to Nashville Tn, for the evening. The trip was drama from the start of the planning. The original crew was "The Johnson's, The Burns and The Flener's". Well I was to find a room on a short notice, what to do? How many beds? Two, but we have 3 couples, that's 6 people but only two beds. Damn. We have 6 dogs between us all and a NO PETS hotel room. Damn. Thank you Pine Hill Kennels, you saved our Grand ENtrAnce to 2009. SO… Now what to wear? We will just go to the mall when we get off. Mall Closed. Damn. Finally dressed, dogs in the kennels, Amanda and Derek at my house waitin on my better half, Andrew calls. He wants to go. 7 people in a two bedroom, no pets hotel. Damn. Everyone ready to leave, Leah calls. They are not going now. Damn, she was my dress partner. Never mind they are going. On the road we went. Check in, unload cars, call shuttle, $20 dollar two-way cab ride, $20 entry fee to an overcrowded 20min stay in a hole in the wall joint Lonnie's, $6 for 2 beers, $3 for one more and we are on our way. Where to go next? Damn, Yelonda is not 21. Wild horse here we come. $50 dollar entry fee, pissed off husband for paying $50 dollars, ordered drinks, damn that's expensive, ordered a few more, counseled a crying wife in the bathroom, counseled a angry husband at our table, ordered a drink, don't care how much they are anymore- they were good. Made trip to bathroom 1000 times with Leah, we peed a lot. She told me not to break the seal, I did. Damn. Meet a bartender named Clay, he didn't care that my husbands name was Clay still no free drinks. A few pictures with a horse. Bust a move on the dance floor. Make fun of girls for dancing stupid. Get in a fight with girls for flirtin with our men. YOUR OUT OF HERE (all baseball style too, hands and all). Almost get in another fight with the same girl on the street. Find a weave, Leah tries to give it to some black girl, it wasn't hers. So she puts it in her purse. 3 pieces of pizza, a piece of cherry cheesecake. Made it thru the restaurant before Leah puked. A mad Leah because no one would share there drinks, because she just threw up. We leave. A hike with no shoes to printer's alley. A 10 min wait on our two-way taxi. A mad husband because he forgot to eat his cherry cheesecake. Pile 7 people in a 2 bedroom NO PETS hotel room. Take care of Clay after throw up session. Snooze. Wake up gone by check out time. McDonalds. Missed turn. Gas station to fix Anthony's truck cause turn around was unsuccessful. $2 for Gatorade. 30 min talk about how good our dogs were and we are home.
A great trip to say the least. A empty wallet, a weave, a few missed phone calls, and a hang over = a Happy New Year's eve!
Until next time peace, love n a little Beyonce to lift your spirits.
So started fresh in 09, we are down to 1 puppy. Kasey is no longer with us. She is now a Florida dog. Sad day in the Johnson house. But as a responsible mother, I know no matter how sad it was giving her up, I know it was the best thing for her. I was promised to get monthly emails of pictures of her playing on the beach! I'm so happy for her, I tried to get them to take me too, but they denied!! Bummer.
So Leah got on my case for not writin a blog about our New Years event. So here it is in a short version. We decided to take a trip to Nashville Tn, for the evening. The trip was drama from the start of the planning. The original crew was "The Johnson's, The Burns and The Flener's". Well I was to find a room on a short notice, what to do? How many beds? Two, but we have 3 couples, that's 6 people but only two beds. Damn. We have 6 dogs between us all and a NO PETS hotel room. Damn. Thank you Pine Hill Kennels, you saved our Grand ENtrAnce to 2009. SO… Now what to wear? We will just go to the mall when we get off. Mall Closed. Damn. Finally dressed, dogs in the kennels, Amanda and Derek at my house waitin on my better half, Andrew calls. He wants to go. 7 people in a two bedroom, no pets hotel. Damn. Everyone ready to leave, Leah calls. They are not going now. Damn, she was my dress partner. Never mind they are going. On the road we went. Check in, unload cars, call shuttle, $20 dollar two-way cab ride, $20 entry fee to an overcrowded 20min stay in a hole in the wall joint Lonnie's, $6 for 2 beers, $3 for one more and we are on our way. Where to go next? Damn, Yelonda is not 21. Wild horse here we come. $50 dollar entry fee, pissed off husband for paying $50 dollars, ordered drinks, damn that's expensive, ordered a few more, counseled a crying wife in the bathroom, counseled a angry husband at our table, ordered a drink, don't care how much they are anymore- they were good. Made trip to bathroom 1000 times with Leah, we peed a lot. She told me not to break the seal, I did. Damn. Meet a bartender named Clay, he didn't care that my husbands name was Clay still no free drinks. A few pictures with a horse. Bust a move on the dance floor. Make fun of girls for dancing stupid. Get in a fight with girls for flirtin with our men. YOUR OUT OF HERE (all baseball style too, hands and all). Almost get in another fight with the same girl on the street. Find a weave, Leah tries to give it to some black girl, it wasn't hers. So she puts it in her purse. 3 pieces of pizza, a piece of cherry cheesecake. Made it thru the restaurant before Leah puked. A mad Leah because no one would share there drinks, because she just threw up. We leave. A hike with no shoes to printer's alley. A 10 min wait on our two-way taxi. A mad husband because he forgot to eat his cherry cheesecake. Pile 7 people in a 2 bedroom NO PETS hotel room. Take care of Clay after throw up session. Snooze. Wake up gone by check out time. McDonalds. Missed turn. Gas station to fix Anthony's truck cause turn around was unsuccessful. $2 for Gatorade. 30 min talk about how good our dogs were and we are home.
A great trip to say the least. A empty wallet, a weave, a few missed phone calls, and a hang over = a Happy New Year's eve!
Until next time peace, love n a little Beyonce to lift your spirits.
I cant feel my nose!
Christmas is over. WHEW. Now my actual paycheck can be spent on me, which is the way I like it to be spent! Christmas was great, spent time with the in-laws and the cash clan. Every time I see my niece Cate, she gets cuter and cuter. I love the age she is right now, such a big personality.
The weekend before Christmas, boo and I decided to go on a trip. It was 2 o'clock in the morning and he woke me up and said lets go somewhere, that we did. I told him we would go to St. Louis. We called Amanda and Derek and they were not quite up to the trip so it was just us too, me and boo! We drove and drove. We saw the "St. Louis to the left" sign and the "Chicago to the right" sign. I looked at Clay and said "you want to go to Chicago, and he said sure." And there we went, Chicago bound. We were stupid; it was another 3 hours away. There is nothing like neg 30 BELOW wind-chill factor, a Wal-Mart fluffy jacket and a flat tire in a parking garage in downtown Chicago. I looked like the kid on "The Christmas Story" in all the clothes trying to clear myself from the cold.
Me: I can't move my arms!
Clay: move your arms when you get to school!
Needless to say we had a great time, I've never laughed so hard at Clay. He was like a fish out of water. I am a small town girl (I don't wear shoes anytime possible) but I can hide it a little better than Clay. He didn't exactly fit into the city! His monster sweatshirt with a fox jacket and camouflage gloves with a Dotiki hoodie; he looked like a country bumpkin.
He would walk out and he thought since we were at a crosswalk he had the right away. It doesn't work that way in Chicago. I think more horns were honk at clay then in the Macy parade. And Clay would get mad and start yelling (your in the heat and we are walking in the COLD) ha-ha, never again.
We are getting rid of Kasey. It's a touchy subject but a really good family asked to have her and she is going to live in Florida in Jan. sad day! Peace out Kasey, I love you.
I hope everyone spiked their eggnog and got to know Santa a little better! Ho ho ho. Merry Christmas is in the past and Happy New Year is to come!
Until next time Peace, Love and a little Beyonce to lift your spirits!
The weekend before Christmas, boo and I decided to go on a trip. It was 2 o'clock in the morning and he woke me up and said lets go somewhere, that we did. I told him we would go to St. Louis. We called Amanda and Derek and they were not quite up to the trip so it was just us too, me and boo! We drove and drove. We saw the "St. Louis to the left" sign and the "Chicago to the right" sign. I looked at Clay and said "you want to go to Chicago, and he said sure." And there we went, Chicago bound. We were stupid; it was another 3 hours away. There is nothing like neg 30 BELOW wind-chill factor, a Wal-Mart fluffy jacket and a flat tire in a parking garage in downtown Chicago. I looked like the kid on "The Christmas Story" in all the clothes trying to clear myself from the cold.
Me: I can't move my arms!
Clay: move your arms when you get to school!
Needless to say we had a great time, I've never laughed so hard at Clay. He was like a fish out of water. I am a small town girl (I don't wear shoes anytime possible) but I can hide it a little better than Clay. He didn't exactly fit into the city! His monster sweatshirt with a fox jacket and camouflage gloves with a Dotiki hoodie; he looked like a country bumpkin.
He would walk out and he thought since we were at a crosswalk he had the right away. It doesn't work that way in Chicago. I think more horns were honk at clay then in the Macy parade. And Clay would get mad and start yelling (your in the heat and we are walking in the COLD) ha-ha, never again.
We are getting rid of Kasey. It's a touchy subject but a really good family asked to have her and she is going to live in Florida in Jan. sad day! Peace out Kasey, I love you.
I hope everyone spiked their eggnog and got to know Santa a little better! Ho ho ho. Merry Christmas is in the past and Happy New Year is to come!
Until next time Peace, Love and a little Beyonce to lift your spirits!
If is out.
As I was reading my bf's Benz's profile I saw where she wrote in the "Who would you like to meet" section and she wrote "I would like to meet the person I was 10years ago and the person I will be 10years from now." I love it. It made me really think about how different we become throughout the years. It's funny how many tears, laughs, friends, boys and scars can change you. Every moment of everyday is a life changing experience. I'm a "what if" girl. I am always thinking what if I did this different, or I should have changed this. But of all the mistakes I have made and wanted to take back, those mistakes has lead me to the path im standing on today. And I like this path. I'm not sure if I got to meet the girl I will become or the girl I once was, if I would like her or not. But I do know its me and I chose the path im on. So im going to buckle my seatbelt and enjoy the ride of my life.
So until next time peace, love and alittle beyonce to lift your spirits.
So until next time peace, love and alittle beyonce to lift your spirits.
Can I help you down here?
Welcome to First United Bank….NEVERMIND suck off and never come back!
~This little blog is FYI on banking! These little things I never thought about before I became a teller. All my friends who may be reading this does not bank with me but maybe it can help out another teller out there!
When I put forth the effort to smile and ask how you're doing….SMILE back BITCH. (I'm not doing it cause it gives my mouth an orgasm)
I know you forgot your deposit ticket, but hey so did the last 89 people. I love filling out deposit tickets ALL day long. This does apply to loans also!
When I ask you how you would like your money back, Do Not say it doesn't matter then realize you will just die if you don't get a 10 dollar bill back. After the envelope is sealed it's your problem. Don't send it back in and make me change it, because if you do I'm cussing you through my smile (of course the microphone is off, but one day I will press the button for you to hear!!)
When your car is rolling, please no need to press the "call button", I am waiting for you. (I WILL SEE YOU) ……….and if I'm working with someone else WAIT patiently that RED BUTTON will NOT make your wait any faster (I will go slower on purpose)
When it says we are closed at 5:00, don't bring in 5 things at 4:57 (I hate you). And yes we open at 7:30, and no we are not giving out blow jobs and cigarettes (quit trying to knock the door down) we will open them at 7:30 (you know when we OPEN!)
So I feel much better. I know this will not help me at all but it did help to vent!
So you have a great day and thanks for banking with First United Bank!!!
Until Next time Pease, Love and little Beyonce to lift your spirits!!!
~This little blog is FYI on banking! These little things I never thought about before I became a teller. All my friends who may be reading this does not bank with me but maybe it can help out another teller out there!
When I put forth the effort to smile and ask how you're doing….SMILE back BITCH. (I'm not doing it cause it gives my mouth an orgasm)
I know you forgot your deposit ticket, but hey so did the last 89 people. I love filling out deposit tickets ALL day long. This does apply to loans also!
When I ask you how you would like your money back, Do Not say it doesn't matter then realize you will just die if you don't get a 10 dollar bill back. After the envelope is sealed it's your problem. Don't send it back in and make me change it, because if you do I'm cussing you through my smile (of course the microphone is off, but one day I will press the button for you to hear!!)
When your car is rolling, please no need to press the "call button", I am waiting for you. (I WILL SEE YOU) ……….and if I'm working with someone else WAIT patiently that RED BUTTON will NOT make your wait any faster (I will go slower on purpose)
When it says we are closed at 5:00, don't bring in 5 things at 4:57 (I hate you). And yes we open at 7:30, and no we are not giving out blow jobs and cigarettes (quit trying to knock the door down) we will open them at 7:30 (you know when we OPEN!)
So I feel much better. I know this will not help me at all but it did help to vent!
So you have a great day and thanks for banking with First United Bank!!!
Until Next time Pease, Love and little Beyonce to lift your spirits!!!
They call me Sasha
hello blog.
I love to write blogs, I haven't got to write one in a while but I love to do it, and I was reading Leah's (which are always fabtastic) and it made me want to write a blog.
One thing I love in life is being unpredictable and making decision at the flip of a coin. I'm lucky enough to have a husband that shares the same passion. We can be sitting in the living room and if we start dreaming of something we normally live out that dream! I love it! Sometimes it wasn't the best decision or the money wasn't spent for a reasonable purchase but HEY it was fun while it lasted. If its only purpose was to make a spot in my scrapbook than it was a good purpose to me!
So I had one of these moments yesterday. Me and Shrek have been looking for a gator/mule type outdoor motor vehicle type thing! Well yesterday bored at work I think to myself Brittany, here you are working in a bank. Loan officers surrounding you. You need a loan. Perfect place to be in a time like this, sooooo we are now the owners to a 2008 Kawasaki Teryx. My husband doesn't know it yet, but he will be thrilled! Yay for me!
3 boats, 3 vehicles, 1 dirt bike, and 1 Teryx, I think I need a bigger scrapbook!!!!
Until next time PeacE, love & a little BEYONCE to lift your spirits! <3
I love to write blogs, I haven't got to write one in a while but I love to do it, and I was reading Leah's (which are always fabtastic) and it made me want to write a blog.
One thing I love in life is being unpredictable and making decision at the flip of a coin. I'm lucky enough to have a husband that shares the same passion. We can be sitting in the living room and if we start dreaming of something we normally live out that dream! I love it! Sometimes it wasn't the best decision or the money wasn't spent for a reasonable purchase but HEY it was fun while it lasted. If its only purpose was to make a spot in my scrapbook than it was a good purpose to me!
So I had one of these moments yesterday. Me and Shrek have been looking for a gator/mule type outdoor motor vehicle type thing! Well yesterday bored at work I think to myself Brittany, here you are working in a bank. Loan officers surrounding you. You need a loan. Perfect place to be in a time like this, sooooo we are now the owners to a 2008 Kawasaki Teryx. My husband doesn't know it yet, but he will be thrilled! Yay for me!
3 boats, 3 vehicles, 1 dirt bike, and 1 Teryx, I think I need a bigger scrapbook!!!!
Until next time PeacE, love & a little BEYONCE to lift your spirits! <3
event in progress
New blog for the day.
I love blogging. I wish it was my job. I could say screw off FUB. I'm going Blogging. What do you do for a living? A blogger, I would say.
There are a lot of things I want to do before I die. I want to be on Ellen and the Oprah show! How fun would that be….really fun! I would also like to travel, if you think about it. You're on this earth for a few short years. And when I look around, Madisonville isn't doing it for me. I want to see things, experience things. At Christmas time I want my Christmas cards to go all over the world with the friends I have made. Just my boo and me.
I'm waiting to have a baby. My original plan was to start in august but now its Jan or Feb. If I get pregnant before that GREAT, but I really want to hold off. I have some things to do before baby time. First off. Lose weight. I'm so fat, 2 people have thought I was pregnant. That is horrible. So I really want to lose some weight about 10 to 15 pounds. Any suggestions??
I also want to go on our ski trip with my friends. In January, Clay and I, Yelonda and Derek, Benz and JP, Leah and Anthony and Heather and Lachey are going skiing. Well they don't know that yet. But I planned it! It will be so much fun. I really love hanging out with my people and we need to do it more often. So I'm naming myself "Event Coordinator". And Blogger, hey I wear a bunch of hats!
Clay and I are getting our pictures made for Christmas! I'm so excited! Ashley Brewer is doing them and her pictures are sooooo cute! Here is my shot out for Ashley. www.abrewerphotography.com Get your pictures done with Ash!
It's pissing, pouring rain. Let's pray all of my leaves are blown to the neighbor's yard!
Until next time PEACE LOVE AND LITTLE BEYONCE to Lift your SPIRITS
I love blogging. I wish it was my job. I could say screw off FUB. I'm going Blogging. What do you do for a living? A blogger, I would say.
There are a lot of things I want to do before I die. I want to be on Ellen and the Oprah show! How fun would that be….really fun! I would also like to travel, if you think about it. You're on this earth for a few short years. And when I look around, Madisonville isn't doing it for me. I want to see things, experience things. At Christmas time I want my Christmas cards to go all over the world with the friends I have made. Just my boo and me.
I'm waiting to have a baby. My original plan was to start in august but now its Jan or Feb. If I get pregnant before that GREAT, but I really want to hold off. I have some things to do before baby time. First off. Lose weight. I'm so fat, 2 people have thought I was pregnant. That is horrible. So I really want to lose some weight about 10 to 15 pounds. Any suggestions??
I also want to go on our ski trip with my friends. In January, Clay and I, Yelonda and Derek, Benz and JP, Leah and Anthony and Heather and Lachey are going skiing. Well they don't know that yet. But I planned it! It will be so much fun. I really love hanging out with my people and we need to do it more often. So I'm naming myself "Event Coordinator". And Blogger, hey I wear a bunch of hats!
Clay and I are getting our pictures made for Christmas! I'm so excited! Ashley Brewer is doing them and her pictures are sooooo cute! Here is my shot out for Ashley. www.abrewerphotography.com Get your pictures done with Ash!
It's pissing, pouring rain. Let's pray all of my leaves are blown to the neighbor's yard!
Until next time PEACE LOVE AND LITTLE BEYONCE to Lift your SPIRITS
Kahnes big day!
TODAY is WEDNESdAY.
And it happens to be my half day off of work…hells yes! I have come to realize that I want to be just like TOri and DEan! I just love them.
Hold on my song just came on…..735 someone else's wife…..la la la la…
Ok im back, such a G-R-E-A-T song. Back to my Tori, I want to be just like her, well except her boobs. They are Funky looking, my boobs much COOLER. Ha-ha jk but really.
Today is a special day for my family. Its mommy/son day. I'm being the awesome mom that I am and taken my puppy Kahne to the park to play for a little bit. This is his first adventure such as this so im nervous to see what happens. Kahne's brother Bo and his friend will be there too, but that is a surprise! Oh my gosh how exciting. We are going to get there and he will be like WHAT the park? Omg momiloveyou! And then he will see his friends and he just might poop. Lets hope not, because he can do some damage when he has to do 2. So if you smell something around 4 o'clock, know that my surprise was a SUCCESS.
SO Saturday is my bestest brother in the whole WORLDs birThDay!!! I can't believe how old he is getting. He gets a little uglier with age I must say. But no matter how ugly the red headed sissy gets his much prettier sister will ALWAYS love him! I bet he has comfort in his heart knowing that! J
Soimissmyhusbandclaylikesuperbad! He woke me up this morning with breakfast made for me before I go to work! I don't understand why he is being so sweet but ILOVEIT. I think it's because im hott, idk im just guessing. But anyways this whole week I have woke up with breakfast and came home to a card he has made for me. He is so sweet! I love him dearly. J
I think im done here…
Ok…
Bye...
Until next time PEACE LOVE AND LITTLE BEYONCE to Lift your SPIRITS
And it happens to be my half day off of work…hells yes! I have come to realize that I want to be just like TOri and DEan! I just love them.
Hold on my song just came on…..735 someone else's wife…..la la la la…
Ok im back, such a G-R-E-A-T song. Back to my Tori, I want to be just like her, well except her boobs. They are Funky looking, my boobs much COOLER. Ha-ha jk but really.
Today is a special day for my family. Its mommy/son day. I'm being the awesome mom that I am and taken my puppy Kahne to the park to play for a little bit. This is his first adventure such as this so im nervous to see what happens. Kahne's brother Bo and his friend will be there too, but that is a surprise! Oh my gosh how exciting. We are going to get there and he will be like WHAT the park? Omg momiloveyou! And then he will see his friends and he just might poop. Lets hope not, because he can do some damage when he has to do 2. So if you smell something around 4 o'clock, know that my surprise was a SUCCESS.
SO Saturday is my bestest brother in the whole WORLDs birThDay!!! I can't believe how old he is getting. He gets a little uglier with age I must say. But no matter how ugly the red headed sissy gets his much prettier sister will ALWAYS love him! I bet he has comfort in his heart knowing that! J
Soimissmyhusbandclaylikesuperbad! He woke me up this morning with breakfast made for me before I go to work! I don't understand why he is being so sweet but ILOVEIT. I think it's because im hott, idk im just guessing. But anyways this whole week I have woke up with breakfast and came home to a card he has made for me. He is so sweet! I love him dearly. J
I think im done here…
Ok…
Bye...
Until next time PEACE LOVE AND LITTLE BEYONCE to Lift your SPIRITS
sag on, sag on
Hello Wednesday.
So tomorrow is my birthday. Happy Birthday to ME! I think it is funny how birthdays has transformed meanings during the last 23 years of my life. I remember countin down the days till July 10th. Now I dread July 10th. I don't want to get old.
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I already go to bed by 10, when I use not to start til 10. my boobs are alittle less perky ( I blame that on the pregnancy) so all of you still with perky boobs SCREW YOU your day is coming. I also wake up every morning; mon-fri 5:30 and I work til 5pm. How boring is that. The same lame thing everyday, I just want excitement…and I mean real excitement like just packing up the bags and going somewhere-no planning ahead! But shit we have dogs now, so there has to be just alittle planning. Well damn there goes the spontaneous of that trip.
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So I have come to a conclusion. When I get done popping out the rest of my liter, im having surgery! I will not look fake because I HATE fake people but damn it I want to spend the rest of my life happy. And that means looking good naked! Hell then when I am done getting spruced up clay and I are going to a nudist colony. OH gosh wouldn't I have a lot to write about in my blog then!. I am getting my boobs lifted, my tummy tucked and I might just fix this clown nose I have had my whole life! Oh yes I cant wait! Anyone want to come with me, we can make a day of it!
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Until then if you are fat, old & saggy call me I would love to hang out with you! Screw these skinny friends of mine (jk I still love you) but really! So before I scarf down my cake and crab legs tomorrow night Im going to make a wish…………………………………………………………………
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.i wish EVERYone was fat and saggy and then I would save myself some money one of these days! So eat on little friends of mine, eat on!
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Until next time PEACE LOVE AND LITTLE BEYONCE to Lift your SPIRITS
So tomorrow is my birthday. Happy Birthday to ME! I think it is funny how birthdays has transformed meanings during the last 23 years of my life. I remember countin down the days till July 10th. Now I dread July 10th. I don't want to get old.
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I already go to bed by 10, when I use not to start til 10. my boobs are alittle less perky ( I blame that on the pregnancy) so all of you still with perky boobs SCREW YOU your day is coming. I also wake up every morning; mon-fri 5:30 and I work til 5pm. How boring is that. The same lame thing everyday, I just want excitement…and I mean real excitement like just packing up the bags and going somewhere-no planning ahead! But shit we have dogs now, so there has to be just alittle planning. Well damn there goes the spontaneous of that trip.
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So I have come to a conclusion. When I get done popping out the rest of my liter, im having surgery! I will not look fake because I HATE fake people but damn it I want to spend the rest of my life happy. And that means looking good naked! Hell then when I am done getting spruced up clay and I are going to a nudist colony. OH gosh wouldn't I have a lot to write about in my blog then!. I am getting my boobs lifted, my tummy tucked and I might just fix this clown nose I have had my whole life! Oh yes I cant wait! Anyone want to come with me, we can make a day of it!
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Until then if you are fat, old & saggy call me I would love to hang out with you! Screw these skinny friends of mine (jk I still love you) but really! So before I scarf down my cake and crab legs tomorrow night Im going to make a wish…………………………………………………………………
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.i wish EVERYone was fat and saggy and then I would save myself some money one of these days! So eat on little friends of mine, eat on!
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Until next time PEACE LOVE AND LITTLE BEYONCE to Lift your SPIRITS
MR. Creepy done showed his peewee
Hello Wednesday!
I'm writing in my blog for the first time in a billion years! I like writing but I have been stumped on what to write about here lately.
Damn it…these costumers. Don't they know im trying to write a blog? I can be sitting on my ass for four hours….AND for four hours straight not a soul with come in, but as soon as I click the internet button its like the circus just let out. And when I say circus I mean circus, I work in earlington so comparing earlington folks to circus people is a compliment.
Back to my writing….
Well shit fire, another damn costumer.
I'm scared to try it, should I start writing again…. What I was trying to say, Ahh, is that a car, nope not a car, just checking okay im good. Lets write home fry.
I have a busy couple of weeks! First I have a shout out to my Boo or as I like to call him Shrek. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Well its tomorrow, but I tend to forget things like that so just in case I do, I can at least say "hey don't get mad, I gave you a shout out on myspace" then he will forgive me and we will go back to being Jay Z and Beyonce. Yay for us.
Guess what Monday will be??? Do you know? Come on take a wild guess? No you D.A. that wasn't it!!!! Our ONE year AnNiverSary is here!!!! How exciting is that?!?!?! I cant believe it has already been a year… If I must be cheesy for a second, it has been a year full of ups and downs but I had the perfect person sharing all those moments with. I am looking for to many more anniversaries to come! Love you boohead.
I know this is dumb of us but we added a new member to our family. YES we got another darn dog. His name is Kahne (get it Kasey Kahne) gosh he is hott. But back to the dog. It is a weimerner haha im sure that is so far from how you spell that. But you get the jist of what it is called. He is 13 weeks and I will tell you he could be the best/smartest dog I have ever seen. Clay got him solely for hunting reasons, but I think by the time October gets here he will be way too spoiled to go hunting!!!
OMG. I have been running in the cemetery after work (someone stopped me the other day and swore I had the body of Pamela Anderson) I don't know that is just what they said! J Anyways to my story I go…I was running, every piece of me flap flapping in the wind, when I see this white s10 driving through the cemetery. Up an aisle, down an aisle. When it started coming my way I saw him toss something out the window. He passed me and waved and might I add im sure his name was Mr. Creep McCreepy. Well when I got to the item he threw out, of course I looked at it (you would too, don't say you wouldn't) Brace yourself. You good. You sturdy. ARE YOU SITTING DOWN? It was a Polaroid of his PENIS. AHH oh Shit. I thought I ran my little fat jiggling ass as fast as I could out of that cemetery! I mean I thought hey there is a cemetery over there I will run in it because you know, well everyone is dead so no one will be watching me run! Damn I was wrong; Creepys go to cemetery and drop off Polaroid's of their dicks!!! First off who keeps a Polaroid of their privates in there car. Do they think…Maybe I should leave one of these in the glove box just in case ..Mrs. Right comes along? Seriously, so needless to say my running experience was Great, because normally I stop like 10 times because im too fat to run the whole thing, but yesterday I ran the whole time, mainly because I was scared for my gorgeous Beyonce body (or should I say Pamela Anderson).
Whelp that was that thought I would tell you and maybe suggest running in a cemetery.
Until next time PEACE LOVE AND LITTLE BEYONCE to Lift your SPIRITS.;.;.
I'm writing in my blog for the first time in a billion years! I like writing but I have been stumped on what to write about here lately.
Damn it…these costumers. Don't they know im trying to write a blog? I can be sitting on my ass for four hours….AND for four hours straight not a soul with come in, but as soon as I click the internet button its like the circus just let out. And when I say circus I mean circus, I work in earlington so comparing earlington folks to circus people is a compliment.
Back to my writing….
Well shit fire, another damn costumer.
I'm scared to try it, should I start writing again…. What I was trying to say, Ahh, is that a car, nope not a car, just checking okay im good. Lets write home fry.
I have a busy couple of weeks! First I have a shout out to my Boo or as I like to call him Shrek. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Well its tomorrow, but I tend to forget things like that so just in case I do, I can at least say "hey don't get mad, I gave you a shout out on myspace" then he will forgive me and we will go back to being Jay Z and Beyonce. Yay for us.
Guess what Monday will be??? Do you know? Come on take a wild guess? No you D.A. that wasn't it!!!! Our ONE year AnNiverSary is here!!!! How exciting is that?!?!?! I cant believe it has already been a year… If I must be cheesy for a second, it has been a year full of ups and downs but I had the perfect person sharing all those moments with. I am looking for to many more anniversaries to come! Love you boohead.
I know this is dumb of us but we added a new member to our family. YES we got another darn dog. His name is Kahne (get it Kasey Kahne) gosh he is hott. But back to the dog. It is a weimerner haha im sure that is so far from how you spell that. But you get the jist of what it is called. He is 13 weeks and I will tell you he could be the best/smartest dog I have ever seen. Clay got him solely for hunting reasons, but I think by the time October gets here he will be way too spoiled to go hunting!!!
OMG. I have been running in the cemetery after work (someone stopped me the other day and swore I had the body of Pamela Anderson) I don't know that is just what they said! J Anyways to my story I go…I was running, every piece of me flap flapping in the wind, when I see this white s10 driving through the cemetery. Up an aisle, down an aisle. When it started coming my way I saw him toss something out the window. He passed me and waved and might I add im sure his name was Mr. Creep McCreepy. Well when I got to the item he threw out, of course I looked at it (you would too, don't say you wouldn't) Brace yourself. You good. You sturdy. ARE YOU SITTING DOWN? It was a Polaroid of his PENIS. AHH oh Shit. I thought I ran my little fat jiggling ass as fast as I could out of that cemetery! I mean I thought hey there is a cemetery over there I will run in it because you know, well everyone is dead so no one will be watching me run! Damn I was wrong; Creepys go to cemetery and drop off Polaroid's of their dicks!!! First off who keeps a Polaroid of their privates in there car. Do they think…Maybe I should leave one of these in the glove box just in case ..Mrs. Right comes along? Seriously, so needless to say my running experience was Great, because normally I stop like 10 times because im too fat to run the whole thing, but yesterday I ran the whole time, mainly because I was scared for my gorgeous Beyonce body (or should I say Pamela Anderson).
Whelp that was that thought I would tell you and maybe suggest running in a cemetery.
Until next time PEACE LOVE AND LITTLE BEYONCE to Lift your SPIRITS.;.;.
Your invited to the poop party!
Hello THURSDAY!i!i!i!i!i
I'm going to start this one off by saying thank you to everyone that commented on my blog from yesterday. It meant a lot to me that yall took time to read it, and let me know what yall felt about it. So there's that.
NEW TOPIC OF THE DAY:::
How can I put this nicely? Hmm. Umm. ???? OH dern. Well shit im just going to put this meanly…I do not like Derek and Amanda's dog Laylee. Mrs. Laylee is staying at the Johnson residence while her mommy and daddy are on their honeymoon. AND IM NOT A FAN. How can such nice people have a dog like Laylee? Let me give you a mental picture of this mutt. Little tiny white thing with a red tail and red horns. She reminds me of a cotton patch….it looks so comfy and then there is a prickly son of bitch that ruins the whole soft appeal of that nice little piece of cotton.
So last night I get off of work and I walk into the guest bedroom where our GUEST cage is. I had to put it there because that is the furtherest place in our house from our bedroom, and the dog barks………….ALOT, like all night long. So back to the welcoming home party Laylee left me when I arrived home from work. So I walked in and the stench yelled SURPRISE! So there was that little mutt (who use to be white) starring up at me…I swear she was smiling. Laylee decided to throw me a surprise pool party, of shit! So here I am cussing, gagging, kicking, cussing, kicking and gagging as I carried her and the party out to the porch. It was raining out so I thought that would be the best place for the brown mutt.
So for the next three hours all I heard was a very high pitched bark….and I mean she did not let up once. I know today her throat must be swore. I seriously thought about becoming a grave digger and ended this for good. But then I thought this freggin mutt would come back an haunt my ass. Even my annoying ass dog Kasey was getting frustrated with all of this noise. She literally got into my winter clothes and fetched out my old ear muffs and put them to use.
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So needless to say..the dog is still brown and I guarantee you she is still barking as we speak. I am counting down the mins till Derek and Amanda come back and rescue me from this ear-piercing thing they call a dog.
JUST BE THANKFUL THAT YOU WERE NOT INVITED TO THIS PARTY....IT WASNT ALL IT WAS CRACKED UP TO BE.
Until next time PEACE LOVE AND LITTLE BEYONCE to Lift your SPIRITS.;.;.
I'm going to start this one off by saying thank you to everyone that commented on my blog from yesterday. It meant a lot to me that yall took time to read it, and let me know what yall felt about it. So there's that.
NEW TOPIC OF THE DAY:::
How can I put this nicely? Hmm. Umm. ???? OH dern. Well shit im just going to put this meanly…I do not like Derek and Amanda's dog Laylee. Mrs. Laylee is staying at the Johnson residence while her mommy and daddy are on their honeymoon. AND IM NOT A FAN. How can such nice people have a dog like Laylee? Let me give you a mental picture of this mutt. Little tiny white thing with a red tail and red horns. She reminds me of a cotton patch….it looks so comfy and then there is a prickly son of bitch that ruins the whole soft appeal of that nice little piece of cotton.
So last night I get off of work and I walk into the guest bedroom where our GUEST cage is. I had to put it there because that is the furtherest place in our house from our bedroom, and the dog barks………….ALOT, like all night long. So back to the welcoming home party Laylee left me when I arrived home from work. So I walked in and the stench yelled SURPRISE! So there was that little mutt (who use to be white) starring up at me…I swear she was smiling. Laylee decided to throw me a surprise pool party, of shit! So here I am cussing, gagging, kicking, cussing, kicking and gagging as I carried her and the party out to the porch. It was raining out so I thought that would be the best place for the brown mutt.
So for the next three hours all I heard was a very high pitched bark….and I mean she did not let up once. I know today her throat must be swore. I seriously thought about becoming a grave digger and ended this for good. But then I thought this freggin mutt would come back an haunt my ass. Even my annoying ass dog Kasey was getting frustrated with all of this noise. She literally got into my winter clothes and fetched out my old ear muffs and put them to use.
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So needless to say..the dog is still brown and I guarantee you she is still barking as we speak. I am counting down the mins till Derek and Amanda come back and rescue me from this ear-piercing thing they call a dog.
JUST BE THANKFUL THAT YOU WERE NOT INVITED TO THIS PARTY....IT WASNT ALL IT WAS CRACKED UP TO BE.
Until next time PEACE LOVE AND LITTLE BEYONCE to Lift your SPIRITS.;.;.
two months since my life came crashing down...
Today is two months since Kaidyn was born. Unbelievably my heart is still beating, the sun is still shining and the world is still running as planned. I could have sworn that all would stop when this happened to me. I still love, I still laugh, I still cry, I still hurt, I still work, and I still function. But when will I feel like im whole again. I have come to grips with the fact I don't get to hold my baby and his room is now an office instead of a baby's room. But why is it that every time I open the door to go in there I still get an image of the way I wanted his room sat up. I still awake from a dead sleep to a crying baby and when I get up to go check on him…reality hits. When will this stop? When will this pain ease? When will the anger pass? When? I hear other moms going out at night without their babies or complaining about the lack of sleep due to midnight feedings or complaining about the stress from the dirty diapers or toys strung through the house. What I would do to walk across my living room and trip over a baby's toy. Or to put a thing of diapers in my cart before I leave Wal-Mart. I just want to climb back into my body and quit watching me live my life. I want to live it, I want to feel like "that was a real smile" or "a real laugh" I just want things to feel real again. I don't like this distance I feel from everything. I just want to be me. I just want to go 5 mins without seeing a baby or a pregnant woman. I just want 5 mins to go by that the pain of losing my baby doesn't cross my mind. I just want this jealously and greed to go away, and me actually be excited to see a little baby instead of thinking why you? Why not me? I hate thinking that. But as soon as this blog is submitted and I wipe away my tears and this moment passes I will go back to acting like im fine…I should get a Grammy for this role I have been playing for the past 2 months. This Sunday will be so hard for me…all the moms showing off their new babies at church, putting them in the cute little outfits and congratulating them on being a new mom. But will anyone remember that I'm a mom, because there is no dressing Kaidyn up or getting to show him off. all I get to do for mothers day is put a flower on his little grave. I can't wait for this holiday to be over. I just can't wait till I can feel my heart beat, the heat of the sun that still seems to shine and live in this world that seems to still run. Maybe three months, four or five but I don't see it happening anytime soon. I just miss those little curls and those tiny toes. I just miss Kaidyn. 
May
*May 1st. So far I think I have started this month off right…I didn't cut myself shaving this morning. My dogs both came the first time I called them to get in their cage, which caused me to actually be on time this morning for work. And best of all, that yapping, curly haired, toothpick of a prick BROOKE WHITE got voted off of idol last night. That was about 10 weeks toooo late, but at least she is G-O-N-E!
*Also, the first day of May I get a half a day off, so im going to Princeton to hang with the fam. Which is much needed.
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Haha I got a joke for you.
A 5 year old boy comes in and… hmmm? Psh I forgot the rest, but I swear it was so funny!
Much love for my bro and his little runt. I get to see her tonight she makes my heart melt. She calls me knee I guess cause she hears Brittany and can only say knee even though its spelt ANY but you get the point.
This is great! ..
How to tell you're married
> >> > Three women: one engaged, one married and one a mistress, are chatting> >> > about their> >> > relationships and decided to amaze their men. That night all three> >> > will wear black leather> >> > bras, stiletto heels and a mask over their eyes.> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > After a few days they meet up for lunch.> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > The engaged woman: The other night when my boyfriend came over he> >> > found me with a> >> > black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask. He saw me and> >> > said, "You are the> >> > woman of my life. I love you." Then we made love all night long.> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > The mistress: Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office> >> > and I was wearing the> >> > leather bodice, heels, mask over my eyes and a raincoat. When I> >> > opened the raincoat> >> > he didn't say a word, but we had wild sex all night.> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > The married woman: I sent the kids to stay at my mother's house for> >> > the night. When> >> > my husband came home I was wearing the leather bodice, black> >> > stockings, stilettos> >> > and a mask over my eyes. As soon as he came in the door and saw me> >> > he said,> >> > "What's for dinner, Batman?"
So as of right now May ROcKs Socks! But my luck don't last very long…Im sure the next time I shave I will take a chunk from it! Oh well J
*Also, the first day of May I get a half a day off, so im going to Princeton to hang with the fam. Which is much needed.
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Haha I got a joke for you.
A 5 year old boy comes in and… hmmm? Psh I forgot the rest, but I swear it was so funny!
Much love for my bro and his little runt. I get to see her tonight she makes my heart melt. She calls me knee I guess cause she hears Brittany and can only say knee even though its spelt ANY but you get the point.
This is great! ..
How to tell you're married
> >> > Three women: one engaged, one married and one a mistress, are chatting> >> > about their> >> > relationships and decided to amaze their men. That night all three> >> > will wear black leather> >> > bras, stiletto heels and a mask over their eyes.> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > After a few days they meet up for lunch.> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > The engaged woman: The other night when my boyfriend came over he> >> > found me with a> >> > black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask. He saw me and> >> > said, "You are the> >> > woman of my life. I love you." Then we made love all night long.> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > The mistress: Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office> >> > and I was wearing the> >> > leather bodice, heels, mask over my eyes and a raincoat. When I> >> > opened the raincoat> >> > he didn't say a word, but we had wild sex all night.> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > The married woman: I sent the kids to stay at my mother's house for> >> > the night. When> >> > my husband came home I was wearing the leather bodice, black> >> > stockings, stilettos> >> > and a mask over my eyes. As soon as he came in the door and saw me> >> > he said,> >> > "What's for dinner, Batman?"
So as of right now May ROcKs Socks! But my luck don't last very long…Im sure the next time I shave I will take a chunk from it! Oh well J
Thanks Randy, I owe it all to you!
Hello Tuesday…
~So a little thought for you to ponder on. I was driving to work this morning my toes are freggin cold because I refuse to go back to closed toed shoes after I had the break thru to my sandals. I just wont do that to my poor toes, tease them like that and then stuff them back into stupid ol shoes. Well since they were cold I had the heat BLARING towards my feet but I could not feel an inch of heat unless I put my foot by the vent, this is when I realized my left foot is lazy. I was like why do you get to just sit there while the right foot does all the work. No matter if we are going to ..Florida or just the store it's just lazy, very selfish to my right foot. Sooo I thought well Mr. left foot you're working today! So I proceeded to put it on the brake. BAD BAD BAD idea, evidently the left foot doesn't know the concept of slowing down. It jumps clearly to the next step of slamming on the brakes. Shit I said. My slim fast…along with all the other personal accessories in my car flew forward. Thank goodness for Randy, that stupid little man that beeps at me if I don't put my seatbelt on…he is my hero. I could be dead right now without the help of Randy on my case every time I crank my car. Needless to say some things just need to be left the way they are, don't try to fix it or you will end up with slim fast on your pants too.
CONGRATS TO DEREK AND AMANDA I HOPE THERE DAY GIVES THEM MANY MERMORABLE MOMENTS TO CHERISH FOREVER!!!!
until later peace love n a little beyonce to lift your spirits.
~So a little thought for you to ponder on. I was driving to work this morning my toes are freggin cold because I refuse to go back to closed toed shoes after I had the break thru to my sandals. I just wont do that to my poor toes, tease them like that and then stuff them back into stupid ol shoes. Well since they were cold I had the heat BLARING towards my feet but I could not feel an inch of heat unless I put my foot by the vent, this is when I realized my left foot is lazy. I was like why do you get to just sit there while the right foot does all the work. No matter if we are going to ..Florida or just the store it's just lazy, very selfish to my right foot. Sooo I thought well Mr. left foot you're working today! So I proceeded to put it on the brake. BAD BAD BAD idea, evidently the left foot doesn't know the concept of slowing down. It jumps clearly to the next step of slamming on the brakes. Shit I said. My slim fast…along with all the other personal accessories in my car flew forward. Thank goodness for Randy, that stupid little man that beeps at me if I don't put my seatbelt on…he is my hero. I could be dead right now without the help of Randy on my case every time I crank my car. Needless to say some things just need to be left the way they are, don't try to fix it or you will end up with slim fast on your pants too.
CONGRATS TO DEREK AND AMANDA I HOPE THERE DAY GIVES THEM MANY MERMORABLE MOMENTS TO CHERISH FOREVER!!!!
until later peace love n a little beyonce to lift your spirits.
come on dad chew
Hello Thursday! So now im an offical boat owner. We bought a Caravelle, it will be the perfect little boat for us to learn the water with. I cant wait to get out there on the lake I love it so much. We are going to take it out this weekend for alittle bit if the weahter dont suck. We are going to try to take Jack and Kasey...so on monday we might be having a doggy funeral because again Jack is stupid and Kasey cant swim and Im sure the first thing they both do is plung their dumb butts straight into the freggin lake. Kasey will sink like soap in the tub and jack will make it about 2 feet until he gets out of breath and starts submarining his butt to the bottom.
Last night Clay and I was cleaning our boat when one of our neighbor introduced herself to us. She was a sweet heart. She informed me of the pricks that live on Sugg and who the doush bag was that called the cops on us for parking on the street when the whole dang neighborhood parks there. oh well maybe a tree will fall on there house....hey there is an idea for excitement this weekend. Is anyone free and happen to have played with saws when they were younger?
So my dad cant chew his food. bless his heart, the poor ol man keeps getting choked. I guess we are going to have to sit him down and my niece Cate and we are going to have teach them to CHEW before swallowing.
Do you know the movie Honey I shrunk the kids? Well peeps keep coming to the house thinking our house is the new location of the 3rd movie. Our grass is so tall. i keep waiting for that giant ant to come and give me a lift to the front door.
OH MY GOD!!!! I just waited on a woman and her tit was completely hanging out of her tiny shirt. I mean her bologna nipple about got hung up in the teller shoot. i write "Thanks! :) Brittany" on all of my envelopes that i give the costumers. On this ladies I wrote "Thanks :( oscar myer weiner" as i threw up in it. sealed it. and gave it back to her. gross. i mean gross!
what a day.
until later peace love n alittle beyonce to lift your spirits.
what a day.
until later peace love n alittle beyonce to lift your spirits.
bow legged, fat stupid dog.
*So i made it to tuesday...and it sucks about as much as monday did, but i do have some really cute shoes on. I think everyone at work is jealous of them, they are just not acting like it! :) I am in a really good mood because yesterday was my first blog and people actually liked it. maybe i should make a tv show about writing my blogs...HEY there is an idea on what i could be when im grown.
*My hubby and I found a boat last night, im getting a loan today. so here is a little advertisement for you a beautiful dodge stratus sxt (black which is very slimming) 60x miles, 4 cyl very good on gas for ONLY........$$$7900.00 and here is a picture for Mrs. Leah
SO BUY IT DARN IT!!!! Me and my husband might just go in debt if you dont. then we wont be able to feed our dogs. speaking of Jack is still dumb. Really he is i went out this morning to check and he is def still as stupid as before, but i love my little bow legged, fat stupid dog.
hahahahahahahahahaha...i was reading my blog from yesterday earlier and the things i listed that i know for sure and im not even 23 im 22. wait that is not funny. im dumb.
*Sad day up in here: my dog Rusty is almost all the way blind and he just sprang his knee...I KNOW i didnt even know dogs had knees. but ne ways he is not doing to hott. he didnt even get up to come get food and that is bad when Rusty dont come for food because he is way fat...like fatter then i am. I feel so sorry for him because he will never get laid with thighs that big! __Speaking of not getting laid the doctor still hasnt gave me the okay for sex. my husband is really going crazy...he is like humping everything in sight; my leg, the bed post, the dog (jk). but he says he is about to pop.
TOMORROW IS MY HALF DAY OFF FROM WORK. im so excited!
until later peace love n alittle beyonce to lift your spirits.
Sex, not in this city...
So today i said to myself..."Brittany, you should start writing blogs!" So today you can call me Carrie off of Sex n the City. Im very confused right now because im not sure what my future holds in anything? What I do know is very comforting to me;
I know im 23.
I know my name is brittany.
I know im a fat butt and need to lay off the fudge pops.
and I know that today is freggin monday.
....
well that sums up what i know. so needless to say im not that comfortable. i am stuck between a rock and a hard place, let me be more specific a freggin big o; rock and a very hard place. what do i want to be when i grow up? such a hard question...should i just stay sitting in front of this computer handing out money to people that dont even have it in there accounts or should i see about running the furniture store. dang. who knows.
so im wanting to buy a boat for the summer but i need to sell my car so here is a little advertisement for you: a beautiful dodge stratus sxt (black which is very slimming) 60x miles, 4 cyl very good on gas for ONLY........$$$7900.00 Buy it already.
So my life without tobeyrobey. Sucks! Why did mr gaylord decide nashville was the perfect place to put his dinky hotel. i think madisonville would have been a perfect place for the opryland hotel. then my bubs would be here to scratch my back. i can see it now right between denny's and the chevron. it would have done wonders for the town. :)
bless his little time...my dog jack is stupid. i think he is truly missing the right side of his brain. poor child.
DUSTIN RON CASH i love you, you little doush bag.
until later peace love n alittle beyonce to lift your spirits.
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