"You sit on a throne of lies!!!" -Buddy the Elf. (hehehehee!!)

Chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. Moose munch. Chinese food. Super scrumptious coffee loaded with French Vanilla cream, sugar, Irish creme.
I am seriously the unhealthiest "skinny" person I know. One day it's all gonna catch up to me, I'm sure of it. Maybe. I'm hoping I follow in my Aunt Abby's footsteps...she's like a 34 year old version of me, physically, mentally, everything. Except that I haven't had 5 kids yet...so, I guess she's not exactly like me. Or I'm not exactly like her....Okay, I'm just blabbering.

~This song is so ridiculously addictive. I listen to it once. I listen to it twice. Suddenly, it's on repeat, and is playing on a never ending circle. Click play. Now. Now!!!

~About a week ago, my aunt Emily and I were at our pastor's house, having dinner with his mother in law while he and his wife were out of town. So I'm doing the dishes, look down, and there on the kitchen floor is this teeny tiny frog!! So I'm like, "Ooh my goodness!/cool!" and Ems starts spazzes out, acting like it's this vicious nasty creature. All the while, Gram Smith just sits there, smiling and shaking her head at us, as we lie on the floor to search for it after it goes beneath the stove. So here, it climbs through a hole in the wall behind the stove. Our pastor's wife is on the phone with Gram Smith and says then that the frog will be down in the basement (?!). So we scurry downstairs and there he is on the basement floor hopping away!! (He had like a 12 foot fall too!) So I capture him, and we have to put him on a picture of Pastor Dick to take him upstairs and set him free. His name was Fernando. I wonder where he is now...

~So this foreign guy who sells lotion at the food court tried to give me his number today. And according to him, in his Spanish-y type accent, I am "very be-autiful!" haha. Goodness. Maybe I've blossomed within the past couple of weeks or something? Now if only someone my age were around...

~Oh yeah...it SNOWED today!!! And actually stayed on the ground for like, an hour! Woohoo!

~I get to be in another wedding. This time, for a girl I worked with who's a family friend who's marrying my uncle. (whoo, that's a mouthful!) She's a sweetheart. Last night she'd decided that she was going to drive here today to give me pepper spray for when I close alone at work! She's so hysterically sweet! She's also vowed that she will drive over to the mall to walk me out to my car at night because she doesn't want my admirer at work walking me out! Of course I don't let her, it's too much work, but is that not ridiculously great? Anyways she's getting married sometime next year and asked me to be in her wedding! I feel so honored :) Except that these weddings I'm in are piling up so quickly, how am I ever going to decide who'll be in mine? :P

~Wouldn't it be so lovely for Peter Pan to come whisk you away to Neverland, where you could live happily ever after?

Except that, if some guy came knocking on my window, I wouldn't feel too flattered about it. In fact, I'd scream, be totally freaked out. My dad would come running with his gun. The guy would probably fall off of the roof while trying to get away. Break an arm. Or a leg. So please, men of the world. Don't ever climb up onto the roof and knock on my window. It'd be too much trouble.

This makes me laugh out loud!! So funny. When I was little, I remember telling my dad that I had an imaginary boyfriend, and his name was Darien. ;) Ah, I loved him.

Did you girls ever have imaginary boyfriends when you were little? ;D

"this moon will always be the same size as yours, half a world away"

Sometimes, it's nice to have someone like you. Even if you know it's a mostly surface level of liking. Even if it's someone you know you'll never be with (because you don't quite like him back! Whoops). But sometimes it's nice to know someone thinks you're pretty, and says that you've got the deepest blue eyes he's ever seen. *roll of the eyes/sigh*
I'm not an aggressive person. I generally have a hard time saying no to people. But when it comes to the things that really matter, I have quite a strong footing. I know what I want at least when it comes to guys, so in that category, it takes a lot for me to waver. I know that I want, no, need a strong, godly, missionary of a husband who only ever pushes me forward in my relationship with God, not pull me back from Him. And sorry, guys, I'm not looking for a hot date, I'm looking for a husband. (That usually scares them away ;)

Now, I've never had a boyfriend. I've never had any guy show serious interest in me, and I used to have the whole "what the heck??" attitude about it. But ya know, I am so thankful for it now, because it's only been for the past year or so that I've been so sure of what I'm looking for when it comes to my future husband: a good, courageous man who makes me smile and laugh, who's strong and protective, yet silly and sweet. A man who'll sing me to sleep, even if he's got a terrible voice ;) A man who cherishes children, and gives them a place in his heart. A man who'll stay up all night with me to watch Disney movies and color. ;) A man who makes me feel safe, and who loves God with all of his heart. He is who I'm waiting for.

And I mean, think about it: did Aurora have a ton of boyfriends before she met Philip? Was Cinderella the girl all the boys were after before she met the prince? Did Snow White date around before she met Prince Charming? Nah ;)

See, my Father's a king, and therefore, I'm automatically a princess. And I'm waiting for the prince that my Daddy's got picked out for me. So, sorry boys...I'm indirectly, in a weird, slightly confusing way, already taken.

;)

the only thing missing is snow :o

It's that Christmas time of year, and I am savoring it. I mean, it's really only here for about a month and then it's "Let's move on to Valentine's Day!!" Ah, it kills me.

So here I sit, in my far too warm room, with a Christmas movie on: "A Season for Miracles", on the Hallmark channel. It's one I saw when I was little and it has been a classic in our family ever since! So romantically Christmassy! (Although even though I'm quite a romantic, I still don't understand falling head over heels 100% in love in 2 weeks...it's like Titanic, where they fell in love in 2 days. Eh.)

Yesterday, I bought Christmas lights that are vintage-y Mickey Mouse, Minnie Mouse, Pluto, and Donald Duck; they're the ones that are pictures lit up? They're fantastic, and just a bit ago, I hung them up with my other plainly colorful Christmas lights all around my room. *sigh*.

My room is smelling deliciously like candy corn (thank you Yankee Candle tart burner), while I smell deliciously like clementines; 'tis the season! ;D

Today, we had an early Thanksgiving at my MomMom and Pappy's (my Mom's side of the family) where we ate Papa John's pizza and ordered Thirty-One bags and such ;) Not your traditional Thanksgiving event, but this is our first year that we won't be there on Thanksgiving day, and I think we weren't quite sure what to do with it! See, we're going to be at my Nana and Pap's this year (my Dad's side), because my older brother has to work on Thanksgiving day, and I work early the next morning until 11 o'clock at night, so instead of traveling the 2 hours to my MomMom's, we're staying home with to be with my Dad's side this year. I'm not sure what this will be like, since in all of my 18 years I've never had a Thanksgiving at my Nana's! It's such tradition for us to travel to MomMom's, have a somewhat dramatic, yet lovely time, stay over Wednesday night, and get up early Thursday morning to watch the parades and such. We'd eat Thanksgiving lunch/dinner, stay till early evening, head home in the dark while listening to Christmas music, and sometimes watching the snow fall outside of the windows...then we'd go straight to my Nan's to heat up Thanksgiving leftovers for dinner, and see the Christmas tree the whole family had worked so hard to put up!

Now, that's what I'm most excited for this year! First of all, finally getting to see how they get that 15 foot tall tree in the house (I've always wondered!) and getting to help decorate it! Oooh so exciting! But still, I'm a bit sad not to be going to my MomMom's...oh well, I guess. It's just this year I suppose! And hope ;)

Update on my coffee phase: after a week of drinking it just about nonstop, and after getting horribly sick today after three cups of delicious Caramel flavored coffee doused in cream and sugar, I think this phase is coming to an end. I shall try my best to keep my coffee drinking to the simple testing of yummy Harry and David coffee flavors.

I hope your guys' weather outside isn't frightful just yet! I know ours isn't :P

that's where I will always love you, that's where I will be waiting

Don't worry...I like musical guys too, Lucy ;D

How romantic! le sigh.

Yeah, I'm starting to think this...I know of at least one guy I've scared away with my incessant chatter! Hehee...(sometimes, scaring them away can be a good thing!!)

I want this, please.

I don't know what it is about this photo...but I love it.

Saw Puss in Boots tonight; so cute! He's too ridiculously adorable. It should be illegal.

Sometimes, I'm jealous of the girls with sure hair colors. Like, "Oh, look at me, I've got distinctly red hair, blonde hair, black hair, yadda yadda". I don't even know what color my hair is. It's not brown. It's not blonde. Sigh. I'm so petty.

I kind of wish Rob Pattinson had never played Edward Cullen. I like him so much in everything but the Twilight movies. It just doesn't fit him, if you ask me.

I just want to hug him.

Hahahaha. They're talking about Justin Beiber by the way ;D

I'm realizing that whether you live in a giant castle, or in a little old shack, what matters most is who you're with.

:)

six Irish creams and four sugars later...

~I've never been much for coffee. Too bitter for me. But yesterday, a coworker introduced me to cream and sugar, and I proceeded to drink 6 or 7 relatively small cups of Vermont Maple coffee (yum! Thank you Harry & David!). So tonight, I'm craving it. I mean, it was incredible. So I make my aunt take me to Sheetz and show me how to get coffee. What do I do? I get a large. Why? Because I'm gluttonous, and the medium and small just looked so tiny. So then we go back home and I drink the entire thing, thinking "Pffft it won't affect me!". Well, well, well. First came the giggles. Then the calm (just long enough to drive home though). Then I started breathing funny. Now I've got this horrible crampy stomach ache, and my chest feels odd. Not to mention I'm feeling very awake. At 11:40 at night. Aye aye aye. So guys and dolls, what is the lesson learned here?
1. When exposing yourself to new foods and beverages that contain ingredients that you're not used to, and therefore will most likely definitely affect you, don't start out with a large.
2. Don't use Google for medical questions. Because then you find articles about caffeine overdosing that list "death" as one of the symptoms, and then you're afraid to go to sleep. Stupid Google.

~Guess what!! Icy roads are back in season!! Woohoo! No. But hey, at least ice pretty much terrifies me, and thus I become a superbly cautious driver, and thus shall I avoid ever getting caught for speeding ;)

~Did I tell you my aunt Abby had her baby???? Her 5th boy! Nathan Isaiah is his name, and he's got loads of beautiful hair! Ah, babies. I love 'em. Except, newborns make me nervous...they're so fragile! I wonder if when you have a baby of your own, you just automatically go into motherly mode and skip the nervousness part? Hmm. I guess I'll find out someday! (At least, hopefully! ;)

~Have any of ya'll caught that new show "Once Upon a Time"? It's like Disney movies come to life. :) Kind of...I'm excited for this week's episode. It's about Cinderella! Hehehe ;D

~So you remember how I had three jobs? Well, now it's only 2. See, here's the story. 3 schedules are VERY easy to overlap. So of course, this happened, and the one day I go into Yankee Candle and see on the schedule that every shift they've scheduled me overlaps with something else, because I didn't get my other schedules into the Yankee manager soon enough. So one of the assistant managers comes back and without thinking too much about it, I say "I think I'm going to have to quit", and before I know it, the other assistant manager who's there has me writing my resignation notice for the main manager! And so it was.
But I didn't feel good about it. And I thought to myself, "I really do NOT like the maternity store. At all. Maybe I should quit there and see if Yankee will take me back?" But I knew I couldn't do that, because Motherhood was giving me the hours. So I go into Yankee on Monday (I quit on Saturday) to talk to the manager about my conflicting schedule, and she's wonderful. Telling me how sad she was to see me go, and that if I ever saw them on the job board, to go in and she would rehire me. But she did ask me to work on Black Friday evening because she'd had 3 other people quit. Now I love this manager. I feel more loyal to her than the other two, so of course I say yes. Now, I work at Harry and David on Black Friday as well, so thats from 8 in the morning to 10 at night in all that I work. And I will NOT work 24 hours straight. Too much for me! So I go in to Motherhood, the store I really don't like, and tell that manager that I can't work Black Friday. She immediately tells me that I need to give her my two week notice. So she fired me, but officially, I quit.
So I scurry back over to Yankee Candle (with a huge smile on my face; I love Yankee, and didn't want to give it up!), and ask the manager to take me back. Thank goodness, she said yes!
It worked out so perfectly that it can only be a gift from God Himself! So now I'm done to 2 jobs, but both jobs that I like! *sigh of happiness*

~By the way, Christmas is only like, a month and a half away. Eeep! :D :D :D
Oh yeah, and it snowed today. *sigh* :)

Frustrated.

Sometimes I have to do what I wholeheartedly think is right. Even if it does mean my whole family turning against me because of it.

My 10 year old brother wants to read The Hunger Games. My parents don't care if he does. Well, I do. So I'm fighting it. Not outright fighting it, but I scurried upstairs and post-it marked every gory sentence in the book, and asked them to read each mark and then make their decision.

Now, this makes my brother upset because he says that every one of his 10 year old friends has read it, and he just wants to fit in. This breaks my heart; first off that he feels so left out, second off because SO many children are reading this book series, and their parents just don't care.

Anyways, from his teary eyes to my parents sudden wavering thoughts of this book, everyone's "stressed out" and grumpy, and pretty much giving me the cold shoulder.

Well, if that's what it takes to keep my sensitive child of a brother from reading this horrific adult book...so be it.