Driving Me Mad

I am the girl that is behind you, moving my car slightly to the side to see if someone is in front of you. I'd bet that no one is there. Nope, just you going 70 in the far left lane.

This is where the adrenaline starts to flow through my veins.

I immediately try to be sympathetic. Maybe you see a policeman that I don't, maybe the phone conversation you are having is a matter of life or death, or maybe you are mentally retarded. But let's be honest here - you have bad driving etiquette.

Now, I am not here to claim I am the better driver in this scenario. In fact I bet the total accidents you have been in are far less then my record. I'm sure you have never received any type of ticket, gone above five miles then what the speed limit says, smoked a cigarette, listened to rap music, watched an episode of f.r.i.e.n.d.s, put your left shoe on before your right, or smacked your gum while you chew. Gold star for you.

At this point I know you see me in your rear view mirror. This is where you have three options. Move over to the middle lane as soon as possible, block me in by slowing down even more, or pretend I don't even exist. Now why on earth would you swallow your pride and move over to the middle lane? How absurd.

Please by all means grip that steering wheel tighter and take your foot off the gas pedal.

Ooo a challenge. You know what I like.

Scanning the freeway my mind searches for all the possible escape routes. I start switching lanes. Today, there seems to be a lot of you out on the road, so I have to go all the way to the far end right lane. For a moment it is looking ugly - I am trapped. You are victorious and can't help but smile after defeating the bad guy.

However, before you know it there I am making a come back moving all the way to your lane. I make sure to cut in front of you. I have to make sure I live up to my horrible driving reputation. I am sure you understand. And just so you know... once the next person behind you does the exact same thing as me, you only look like the jackass eating my dust.

This easily could have been avoided. If you would have just moved over.

Partying the January blues away

My house is known for throwing an annual "January Blues Party" where everyone from all over the city join in on saying goodbye to those horrible January days. After the holidays are over it isn't so easy to just bounce back into normal life. Having something to look forward to however always makes it easier.

This year was better then others I have remembered. It was full of nonsense and laughter. I have so many amusing stories that should not be shared on the world wide web. However, I do have many pictures to share. How precious.

The front of the house

Blue shoes!!

Michael & I

Everyone wanted to play guitar hero

Blue love massage train

Alright, I believe I am ready for the "red" month to begin.

Lemonade

My whole life I have been a fan of lemonade. The southern girl in me longs for those hot summer days and a cold glass of this thirst quenching drink. I take for granted the very simple things in life that mean so much to me.

As of late my life seems too good to be true. I have good health, helpful family, stable job, life saving friends, interesting school program, and a very kind hearted boyfriend. How I am able to have all this? I am not sure myself.

Slowly things have all been looking up. With everything. How does this happen? I guess I always get worried when the ocean only shows smooth sailing ahead. I am constantly checking the sides of the boat for any unwanted ripples that are sure to show up sooner or later. Which is completely ridiculous. I just can't help myself though. I am in a fairly new relationship that seems like it can do no wrong (just yet anyway). After being is such a crappy one before I am not sure I know how to handle dating an adult.

...Wait! You mean he is rational, good looking, likes me for the way I am, and lives on his own? Shut right up!

The Vet Tech program I am in right now is amazing. I am getting good grades and actually enjoying the labs and hands on training they give you. The school has animals from different shelters coming in to get treatment from the doctors at our school. Every Friday I get the chance to work with the animals and apply what I know. I look forward to running around on the grass with dogs who are being given a second chance. Knowing I am a part of that reminds me why I wanted to do this in the first place.

I also have been getting along with my dad. This is a Jesus miracle within itself. We seem to be off and on a lot of the time fighting over the dumbest things. For now we put on our happy faces and try to be better.

So what do you do when life gives you lemonade instead of just lemons? My first reaction is to dump it on the ground and demand for harsh reality to set back in. However, I guess I will enjoy it while it lasts and get my gulps in while I can.

Real Men Have Green Toenails

Saturday night Brandon and I headed down to the UC to watch a movie with my family. It's hard for any of us to pick a movie and all like it. My brothers are getting older and my mother is set on watching the most shoot-em-up movies she can find and stay away from anything romantic (there goes all my movie ideas). So instead of watching whatever spy movie they picked this time my sister and I decided we would do pedicures.

Mine came out beautiful. Bright pink with sprinkles and little skulls on them.



Alyssa did black and sparkles.



and Brandon did green with sparkles and little kitties.



Thats right...you read that right. Somehow my sister suckered poor Brandon into thinking having his nails painted was sexy. I thought like the typical male he would defend his man card and refuse the generous offer. Instead he simply shrugged his shoulders telling her to do as she pleased.

Alyssa found too much pleasure in this.





We all had a good kick out of it. Good thing Brandon secure in his manhood. Or this whole thing could be really questionable...



...ok who am I kidding? It is still questionable.

Flair

If I wore any type of flair it would probably look a lot like these.













ha ha!