* Pretty Little Endeavors

Remember how I quit my job? Well, 7 hours after I quit I decided to go out an apply to a few different places. However, I didn't even have to do that because the first place I went to hired me. I'm going to be working a lot more, but the hours aren't as late. Let's be honest, the only reason I didn't ever want to work at my other job was because I was about as unhappy as it gets. I just finished my second day of training. I know I can't judge things so soon, but I'm already so happy. There aren't the cliques of super mean girls like there was at my old job. I've been there a total of 2 days and I feel welcomed. I'm not 100% comfortable yet because it's all so new, but I know that it won't be long before I am completely comfortable. If you've ever been a waitress and had to train then you probably understand why I feel like I'm a lost puppy following someone around. It has been 3 years since I had to follow someone eve

What an absolutely wonderful birthday I had. I was being a Debbie downer about turning 22 because it makes me feel old.. however, everyone made my day nothing short of amazing. I went out the night before and was looking like a hot mess. I tried to pull myself together so we could go get brunch and bottomless mimosas. After we went to a sports bar for a few beers and a fireball shot. Then headed back home to meet up with my brother and to go up to my work for a few drinks and food...  I'm providing you with some photos before I explain why I quit my job, just in case you want to skip over that part. You're welcome. We go into my work and it's trivia night. If you've ever been to a bar during trivia or worked at a bar that had trivia, you will know that trivia players take the game extremely serious. The first question was read and my brother, David and my dad joked about the answer. Unfortunately, my dad's second answer was righ

I've been overwhelmed lately with stress and yesterday was a test of my sanity. I was running late for work. I looked in the mirror and noticed my entire face broke out. It looked horrible. I never get breakouts. I might get a pimple here and there but, this was awful. I cried over it, tried to get ready. I was running out the door, bent down to grab my shoes and my new perfume David bought me fell out of my purse and shattered. I balled my eyes out like a crazy lady. I get in my truck and start driving to work. I live a mile from both of my jobs so once I'm in my car I know that even if I get stopped at both lights, I don't need to stress about it. However, I started to notice that in order to drive straight I had to turn my wheel so far to the left. All of a sudden I could feel my tire wobbling out of control. I was halfway between my house and work, but I knew I wouldn't make it so I had to pull into a parking lot. My boss had to pick me up, my dad had to leave work

Happy Hallmark Holiday everyone! I'm so beyond excited today. David has something planned for me, but won't even give me a hint. He just told me to dress like I would if I was going out on a Friday night and said that if I want to dress up I won't be overdressed. AH! So I got off work early so I could rush to get ready.. I guess blogging shouldn't be part of that, so I'll keep this short. I've never been surprised by a guy. I'm far too excited. If you feel like finding out my surprise, I'll do my best to tweet or post pictures on Instagram ! I have no idea what to wear... yikes. Also, if you're single and hate everything about today go buy some candy and a few adult beverages and celebrate not celebrating a cheesy day. Linking up with the wonderful Whitney . Here's some songs that are just making my day a little better. Wake Me Up by Avicii on Grooveshark Counting Stars by OneRepublic on Grooveshark

I wish I had an excuse as to why I didn't blog yesterday. I'm seriously in the worst blogging funk. Today I'm blogging because I might need some suggestions. I'm talking Valentine's Day... In my past relationship, I would always get my boyfriend something, make him a card and some treats. I wasn't sure how David felt about Valentine's Day and I didn't want to ask about celebrating because I didn't want him to feel like he needed to get me anything or do anything for me. If I haven't mentioned before, I love making people stuff and surprising them. I've never been the person to care if my boyfriend didn't buy me a card or flowers. I remember in Elementary school I absolutely LOVED Valentine's Day. I liked making a little mailbox and buying Valentine's Day cards to exchange with the class. I also love all the heart shaped candy and treats. I'm a sweets eater, can't help it.  The other day David asked me if I had work o

Since I've had a wonderful amount of coffee and I have a lot of random things I feel like talking about.. this is going to be an impromptu post about anything on my mind.  --One of my possible career choices with my degree is substance abuse counseling. One of my classes right now is Substance Abuse which requires us to go to one AA or NA meeting. I posted on Facebook asking if anyone knew of any open meetings, which made people question why I'm in a substance abuse program and I also received many messages about how wonderful it is that I'm getting help and that they had no idea... --Speaking of substance abuse, I've noticed that a few of my shows I watched have shown a character taking adderall. On Nashville last week Scarlett takes them so she can stay up and write music and on Pretty Little Liars last and this week Spencer is taking them to stay up and investigate.  --Do any of you watch Vanderpump Rules? I love it, but I honestly don't think I actua

It is currently 4pm, I haven't spent a single minute getting ready and we're going to the Wings game that starts at 7:30. Oh Super Bowl Sunday, you forced me to ride the struggle bus today. I actually had to work last night at the bar. I made great money, but I really wanted to have fun. I of course, once again, rooted for the team with the best colors. My parents and my brother came up and then after the game David joined them for a beer. My brother decided he was going to stay at my house since he drank too much, so he was trying to convince David to stay and drink with us. They left and I had to stay at work to clean. When I got home I went straight for the fireball. Not too long after everyone was ready to call it a night.  I woke up around 9am with a pounding headache. I kept trying to fall back asleep but David was snoring so obnoxiously loud and when I tried to wake him up to tell him his snoring was hurting my head more he said, "Okay. Good." Then he p