Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they've been given than to explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a fact, it's an opinion. Impossible is not a declaration, it's a dare. Impossible is potential. Impossible is temporary. Impossible is nothing


Sunday, June 28, 2009

what a week!

I have to say, this week has been a tough one. I personally feel, and most people agree with me, that I win for worse week ever!!! Sunday I get told by the guy I'm seeing that he doesn't want to date me, one of the major reasons being my apparent lack of commitment to my faith, which is honestly the cruelest things anyone has ever said to me...but moving along, I get up the next morning after crying my eyes out over that, and decide that my number one goal for the day is to not cry. I must say I did quite well for the first 40 minutes, while I was getting ready, but then I walked out to my car and I'm thinking why is there glass all around my car? how weird...oh crap....and then I realize it's because someone has smashed my window in. So I stand there for a good two minutes, just staring at it, and then I call my dad and no sooner does he say hello that I lose it, I mean I'm in the middle of my street in full blown tears. Yes, I was doing my ugly cry, which for those of you that have seen me, is not pretty. He of course consoles my for both of the reasons behind my tears, and then I call the police and the mobile glass man to get the process started so I can try and go to work by noon. As I assess the situation I just continue to cry, at this point I have no control, but oh well, good thing I didn't put makeup on that morning. So as I look around my car, which looks like a small storage center for all the things I keep in it, I notice that even though my stereo is not missing, my ipod and adapter is, plus my Rascal Flatts, T.I. and Pride & Prejudice soundtrack CDs...BUT my Kerri Hilson, another Rascal Flatts and Mama Mia soundtrack are still there. What the heck??? Who steals a Pride & Prejudice soundtrack??? By the way, if any of you are judging me on that, you don't know what's up with my love for p&p...I named my dog Mr. Darcy for goodness sake!
But back on track! I guess it is obvious that I did not have the best start for the week. Well, I did okay the rest of the week, I have a lot of very good friends, who I can never say I adore enough, plus my fantastic roommates. Gotta love them.
I ended up taking Friday off, and went to breakfast with my mom. After breakfast we couldn't decide what to do so I suggested we go to Honda and look at cars. Well, long story short, I ended up buying a new civic. Yes, I know all of you are thinking, it's about time!!!! I do think it's funny that my POS that I've been driving for the last 6 years still is valued at $6,000. That is why I buy civics, because those suckers hold their value. No more thinking the bottom is going to fall out when we go over a speed bump, I am now driving a STANDARD 2007 Honda Civic. So, maybe I didn't have the best first part of the week, but I think I ended it on a good note. Now I just have to go sell my old car! Wish me luck on that!
Friday night Jenni, Jessi Lindsey and Eddie and myself headed up to go camping. The weekend was fun, it was hotter than sin though! I fell asleep in a chair on the shore, and half of me was under an umbrella, the other half was out for the sun to beat down on, so my knees got burned pretty bad. I also ended up messing up my wrist and breaking a nail somehow, I don't know what happened. On the way home today we stopped so I could use the ladies room and it happened to be at a bar, so Jenni and I took the opportunity to take a quick shot. Jenni picks a washington apple shooter with vodka instead of crown royal. The only proble, the lady doesn't really know what she's doing so Jenni ends up trying to help her, but it still doesn't end up right. It literally tasted like spoiled Hawaiian Punch, if that's even a good example. So, for those of you who are not familiar....

How to make a Washington Apple shooter

1. fill a cocktail shaker with ice, if no cocktail shacker is available a tall glass that you can cover to shake can be used.

2. add one ounce Crown Royal, one ounce sour apple pucker and two onces cranberry juice. Shake for about 15 seconds.

3. fill two shooter glasses and enjoy!

For those of you who do not like whiskey, you can make this beverage with vodka instead of the crown.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

heartbreak and friendship

Today I got my heart broken. It sucked...like really sucked. And the thing is this isn't my first time at the rodeo, I went through heart break before, and it took a while, but I did get over it. I think the thing that made it so awful this time was because I honestly didn't think he would do this. I had my instincts, when you have gypsy powers and you have a gypsy dream about the guy you are seeing breaking up with you, you should probably listen to your gypsy instincts. But that is neither here nor there...basically I was devastated. Have you ever seen Sex And The City the movie? You know that part when the girls arrive in Mexico and Carrie goes into the bathroom and she takes off her sunglasses and her eyes and face are ridiculously puffy from hours of crying. Well, that is what I looked like today. All I have to say is thank goodness for huge sunglasses, they really are a girl's best friend.

But that isn't the story I want to focus on today. As I was driving home and crying every other second, I was able to talk to my best girlfriends. And after the usually sympathy and words of encouragement I realized that the blessing in this situation that I can see right now is that I am truly lucky to have all of these people in my life. I feel stupid and upset, but these girls never make me feel that way. For them to remind me that life does move forward and I will eventually not be sad is a very comforting thought. I am very thankful for these people, they are extraordinary. I don't know if I will ever find a guy who will want me for me, and for right now I am sad that an amazing guy felt that I wasn't right for him, but it is what it is.

The moral of this story...
Do not get involved with a guy who is too scared to tell his mother he is dating you because she might not approve.
When a guy you have been dating breaks it off but asks if you can still be friends refuse his request (as I did) If you are not good enough to date, you cannot be a consolation prize as his friend. It might be really upsetting, and hard, but by keeping in touch you could put yourself in jeopardy of getting hurt again.
Listen to your inner gypsy instincts, 9 chances out of 10 they are usually on the money.
Make sure you have a circle of friends who love you and will be there for you when you really need them most. If you don't have a circle that consists of this you need to start accepting new friend applications.
Crying sucks, make sure you always have your big sunglasses handy in case of an emergency cry.

Last but not least, I have to give a shout out to the people that I spoke to today. If your name is not on the list, that doesn't mean that you are not extremely important to me, it just means that you didn't have to hear me cry today! But for those of you who did; JENNI, DWYER, JESSI, JAIME, DANIELLE, ANA, ARIANNA, CHRISTOPER, JASON, KATIE and TIM...I love you all.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

My first Saturday back to 9-5

So I'm just enjoying my very first Saturday in over a year of not having to get up and work. Let me tell you it is wonderful...EXCEPT the fact that my roommate is seriously addicted to "THE HILLS" which I think lowers your IQ every time you watch it. Why do these people have their own show? I can't believe that this show is still even on! Dang...who cares that Heidi's maid of honor isn't writing down who gave what gift for the thank you cards? I don't! And what's up with Spencer Pratt? Is he like the chancellor of all douche bags? The cold part is my roomie hates those commercials with the Dove girls, you know the ones that show what real women look like? She says that if she wanted to see a real girl she can go look in the mirror. Well! If I wanted to see douche bag girls I would make the trip to So-Cal to see them myself. I think they should make a reality show about me and my friends. We are much more interesting...sometimes. People would love to watch all of our adventures!

Other than our reality TV watching I'm excited about attending Becca and Peter's wedding later today. I can't wait to see how everything turns out. I am so happy for the both of them, they are perfect for each other.