Clearly, this generation fully depends on social media, texting, and blogging. My mom has always said she didn't want a facebook because she didn't want to share her life story to the world. But, she hates when I call her from Arizona ranting about cute new Addy pictures. So, last night we set her up a facebook... I just about died. The fb lingo confused her and brought me to tears of laughter.
Me: "Well yeah, it should be on your newsfeed."
Mom: "Oh yeah, my newsfeed.. obviously."
Me: "Yeah, it would be easier if you were just tagged."
Mom: "Tagged? What the hell is tagged? Do I need to invite someone to tag me? Should they like me? I'm available to be tagged."
I am not kidding you, I was crying... full blown tears were streaming down my face.
TODAY...
Me: "Mom, have you looked at your wall today? People have posted on it."
Mom: "Oh really? Okay! I'll check it."
So, I tend to be a guys' girl when I'm home.. meaning I would most definitely rather hang out with my guy friends over girls (no offense, ladies :)). Some people think this is beyond weird... but, you don't know salt lake city girl drama. Why do I prefer to bro out?
- This is what I deal with on the reg... Well, person A dated my ex boyfriend in 9th grade and I don't like person B because she wore the same outfit I wore on Friday. OH! and person C totes did drugs in high school, so I don't like her either. But, person B doesn't like person A because she's "sketch".
OKAY, obviously this is a little exaggerated.. BUT NOT BY A LOT! I love all my gal pals here, but holy shit people, we are 21 years old. Let's grow up? It's nearly impossible to go out without some girl hating another girl that is going to be at the same place.
I'd much rather hang out with dudes who can fight out their problems and then immediately be homies.
- Guys don't reminisce about my past ALLLLLLL DAY. Yeah, I've dated people. I don't need to talk about them every second of every day. We grow up and people change. End of story.
- My boys are just my favorite! They just go with it.. no set plan.. doesn't matter what outfit you wear, or "OMG I can't wear that because so-and-so saw me wear that a month ago." (like "he" will remember!)
I love all my girls, but wow.. they are difficult about 95% of the time.
I seem to simultaneously drop off the face of the blogging world here and there. But, I'm back! Here's just a few updates..
- I have a summer internship with IN this week magazine that I absolutely LOVE! My boss is great, hours are pretty flexible, and I'm doing what I enjoy doing. My official "title" is Event Promotions, which is what I think I want to do after I graduate. I have business cards, a fancy new e-mail address, and a section on page 5 of the magazine with a picture of me (Oh, I'm fancy huh?!)
- I have a new serving job with my cousin, which I also really like! The people are great. It's nice because this is the first job that I don't have to lie to them about me going back to Arizona when summer is over! I work three days a week! Getttttin' paperrrr!
- My knees/tendonitis have been murdering me this summer, so I've started Bikram Yoga. Um.. talk about sweaty! I die in these classes-- they're 90 minutes! I always feel great afterwards. I was superrr sore after the first class though!
- I get brain freezes like it's nobody's business, but the weird thing about them is that they are BEHIND my eyes! Soooo painful!
- My mom has got me hooked on this stupid sound machine. I turn it on when I go to sleep and I passssss out. Ha, who has a sound machine? Oh, me and my mom! Ha!
I have so much to blog about, but I am just so sleeeepy. Butttt, I did find something very entertaining tonight that was worth staying up the extra 5 minutes to blog about.
How does Phil handle living with me and my mother? Ha ha seriously though, we are such girls.
My mom and I were in Phil's office tonight with zit cream, pet eggs for our feet, cuticle oil, oh and my mom's new addition.. moisturizing gloves. It boggles my mind how he can deal with so much girl in one area.
Oh, and of course there was complaining throughout the night. I have to take a food handlers and alcohol class online for my new job and let me tell you... IT HAS TAKEN ME ALL DAY!! I don't have the patience to sit here and have some annoying voice tell me how to wash my hands for 20 minutes. It is unbearable.
That's all I can do tonight. So sleeepy.
Don't let the bed bugs bite bloggggggers.
xo.
Alert the media! I survived the drive from the dirty to slc. It honestly wasn't as bad as I was anticipating it to be. It was all worth it seeing as though I discovered the Rolo McFlurry! yummm
Anyyyyyway, I'm the happiest little camper now that I'm home. A few things that I adoreeee about Utah/being home:
1. Fully stocked fridge. My mama hooks uppppp all my favorites in the fridge when she knows I'm coming home. Pasta salad, grapefruits, fruit, salads, cheese, hummus, you name it.. it's in there. She rocks.
2. Utah's summers are just unnnnreal! Absolutely perfect temperature. I had my windows rolled down and it was actually a breeze instead of a heat wave like Tucson has. I also ran outside today, which neverrrr happens, and I wasn't too hot or too cold.. perrrrf for ky.
3. I love that I can walk outside bare foot without walking back inside with BLACK feet. In Tucson, I walk outside to take the garbage out and my feet look like I've been a homeless person for months. Ick!
4. Grobe brings me desserts! Ha ha he just started working at Great Harvest and called me last night to let me know he was bringing over a dessert basket. He knows me and my sweet tooth too well!
5. I don't have to worry about sketchhhhh people roaming the street. Let's be real here.. t-town is a scary place for a girl. Loveeee not having to stress over that crap for a few months. I mean how cute is it when you see little girls selling lemonade on the side of the road? You def couldn't do that in Tucson.
For those of you who didn't know, it's national donut day! Ha, honestly, I didn't know until I did my daily blog creeping. For those of you blog stalkers, you need to follow Choose Me. Pick Me. Love Me. (I can't get this link to click for the life of me) but, it's absolutely great. She posts the most amazing looking food ever.. even when it isn't donuts. I have yet to make any of her recipes, but I will!
Of course, national donut day would come when I have the all time biggest sweet tooth known to man lately.
Yes, it hasn't gone away yet. And yes, I continue to satisfy my sweet tooth every night. It's absolutely horrible! Luckily, I am going home and I tend to eat healthier and crave less sweets. Last night Amanda and I had a sugar craving/fast food craving.. Amanda got chicken nuggets from Wendy's and I got Half Baked Ben & Jerry's ice cream.
It's cool. We accept that we are fat asses.
I feel like I am constantly finding myself packing ever since I moved to Arizona for school. Well, today was one of those days. This is usually how the packing extravaganza goes..
1. I just stare at my closet.. for a long time.
2. I call my mom... my dad... and kortnie to tell them how much I don't want to pack. Haha, this seriously happens everyyyyyy time.
3. I go back to staring at my closet.
4. I START to make piles.
5. Stare at the piles in aww and wonder why the effff I have so many clothes and shoes.
6. Then I pack.. feep's style. Seriously, this tactic has saved my life several times. He maneuvers everything so every nook and cranny is filled. This tactic almost alwayyyys results in an overweight bag at the airport, which has become avoidable with the kylie charm.
7. When I'm finally done (which I'm not yet), I feel so accomplished.
I've realized a few things since I started packing today...
1. I HAVE A SHOE PROBLEM!!! Okay, we all already knew this, but when it comes to picking and choosing which shoes to take home I CANNOT pick. Naturally, I end up taking all of them, but will only wear the same 7 or 8 pairs.
2. I realize that a lot of my shoes need to go to the shoe doctor. I texted Phil the other day and told him my "lift kits" (the spice girl-looking shoes I got for christmas that he hates) need to go to the shoe doctor when I get home.
Phil's response: "Just throw those whorey break-your-ankle-for-the-third-time fuckers away."
Ha ha, clearly broken bones don't stop me from wearing tall shoes!
they look like this..
3. No matter how loud I turn up my music (as loud as it will go), I can't overpower some people's voices. Gahh.
Two more days... Two more days!
Trace told me he would get me noise cancelling headphones to solve my DAILY problem haha!
lately i have been on a serious sugar crave. regardless of "the time of the month", i am always wanting some sort of sugar after i eat a meal.
i've been mainly wanting baked goods more than i can even express in words. a brownie, i would kill for one. just ONE. i don't want the whole damn pan.
take me there..
it also doesn't help that i follow all of these amazing food blogs. naturally, they are all posting these delicious looking brownies and cookies recipes.
