Wednesday, August 3, 2011

No, I'm not dead - I just turned 22.

So I've been missing for a while. :)
These past few weeks have been ca-raaa-zyy.
The day I was returning home from Fargo, I found out from a friend that we got our clinical acceptance/denied letters from school.  I immediately called my neighbor, Kevin, and had him go check my mail.  Kevin, of course, is a prankster so he waited about 2 minutes (if felt like 20) to respond "yes" or "no" - he even hit me with a "can you just read it?!" before he sent me this beauty..
I couldn't possibly be more excited! 
All my hard work has finally paid off!


This past weekend, two of my really good friends got married :)
They have been together since she was a freshman in high school [she is now 21].
The reception was BEAUTIFUL. 
Everything was old fashioned.  The waiters looked like they stepped out of "The Notebook."
Similar to the boys in this picture!
{they all had the hats on - some wore suspenders - while others wore vests}

When you walked in, they had someone handing out freshly made cotton candy.
Their favors were miniature pies in all different flavors, and little brown bags of popcorn.
Very old fashioned carnival feel. 
All the floral arrangements were in tin washtubs or big brown barrels.  
Lights were strung from the ceiling and they had an old fashioned bicycle set up to take pictures on.  By the bicycle they had a chest of hats and dress up items (boas, hats, flags, etc). 
Some of the guys dressed up :)

The beautiful bride & handsome groom.

just dancing :)

The reception was a blast! Scott had a little too much fun, and instead of bringing home one of the miniature pies as a favor, he decided to bring home the biggest pie...
I found this is my fridge the next morning..
.. yes he had eaten 98% of the crust at the wedding.
Good night.


Monday rolled around and I turned the big 22.
Scary, but it sure as hell beats the alternative!
Scott took me to dinner and a movie the night before my birthday to celebrate.
He hates movies, so it was a big deal.
Oh, and that picture? It's just us being gangstaaaaaaa ;)

On my actual birthday, Scott and I went to dinner with my family.  

my grandpa's response to my cupcake: "What are you? One?" haha <3

the woman that gave me this life :) God blessed me greatly when he gave her to me!

Scott and I then met my dad at Chili's for some drinks.  
What's a birthday without margaritas?!
 ... It's not one, in my opinion.

Tomorrow night, we are going out with our friends to celebrate just oneeee more time! I can't wait! 

Hope you all have an amazing week! :)


Sunday, July 24, 2011

Baby Tripp

Hey my friends, 
Today I'd like to share with ya'll a story that has touched my heart in more ways than you could ever imagine.
I came across baby Tripp's story on Facebook through some of my friends.
He is from Louisiana and was born with Junctional Epidermolysis Bullosa.  With this disease, any type of friction on his skin or mucous membranes causes blisters.  His mom, Courtney, keeps a blog called "EB"ing a Mommy.  Here is a poem that she wrote for her little man "I'll Need A Pinky-Swear".
That poem and  his story will break your heart, while uplifting you at the same time.  It's truly amazing and I think everyone should check out Courtney's blog and send your love, thoughts, and prayers their way.  He is definitely a precious little angel, & ya'll will absolutely fall in love.

Thinking of baby Tripp & lifting him up in my prayers tonight.


Monday, July 11, 2011

Monday Means Dirty Dancing

First of all, I'd like to say how AMAZING it is to be able to:
1.) Taste my food
2.) Breathe through my nose
 3.) Sleep through the night without feeling like I belong on a Nyquil commercial.
Yep, you know the one I'm talking about....
"for a better looking  tomorrow"

Guarenteed I looked worse than all of those homeboys put together. Mmmm, sexy thought isn't it!?

4.) MY VOICE IS BACK TO NORMAL!!!  For those of you who didn't see the accent vlog I did a few months ago, haven't heard the way I talk.  Let's just say.. when my boyfriend's best-friend met me, his first words to me were (and I quote) ".... Do you really talk like that??"
Ummmm, yeah, I do actually. So what if my voice is deeper than 90% of the girls I know... and it's raspy...oh, and let us not forget my Texas accent....welcome to my life.
  Think Demi Moore sounding voice (sort of).  Anyway, when I'm sick it's soooo much worse.  I straight up sound like a man.  A legit member of the opposite sex.  It's attractive... really. Swear it.

Moving right along..

Today is my last day in Fargo, and instead of galavanting around the town and exploring, I'm spending my day cuddled up on the couch watching Dirty Dancing.

Can I just take a moment to reflect on how amazing & timeless this movie is?


Seriously, what girl doesn't love a good love story?
Especially when the leading male role is played by a sexy like Patrick Swayze. I die.

Not to mention, the chemestry between these two was unbelievable and certainly undeniable.

Even though I've seen it a million times-
 I still find myself rooting  for Johnny to fall in love with Baby.

  I always take Johnny's side against Baby's father.
"Nobody puts baby in a corner"

 I always cringe when Lisa sings  "Hula Hana".
I'd rather take a beating than hear her sing that song.

And, I always childishly giggle when Johnny pulls this move on Baby:

Ahhh, LOVE!
I don't care what anyone says, Dirty Dancing [Havana] has NOTHING on the original.

Before I go get to my movie, I'll leave you guys with these:

"Oh, come on, ladies. God wouldn't have given you maracas if He didn't want you to shake 'em." -Penny

"Me? I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw, I'm scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you." - Baby

"Sorry for the interruption, folks, but I always do the last dance of the season. This year somebody told me not to. So I'm gonna do my kind of dancin' with a great partner, who's not only a terrific dancer, but somebody... who's taught me... that there are people willing to stand up for other people no matter what it costs them. Somebody who's taught me about the kind of person I wanna be. Miss Frances Houseman" - Johnny

happy monday!!!

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Clap Bra, Wine Rack, & Alcohol Whipcream.. wait.. what?!

Oh yes, you read that title right, but before I begin with the interesting little gadgets, let me explain why and how I came across them. :)

 I think I jinxed myself when I packed these little gems to come with me to Fargo:

I have God awful allergies and once they hit me, I usually end up with a sinus infection.
Being that Fargo is about 3 months behind in their blooming/pollination, I had a feeling I'd end up getting sick.  As it turns out, I was right.  Yesterday, this little girl spent ALL DAY in bed.  Seriously. I woke up at 9am, got some coffee, got back in bed and didn't get up until 6pm.  It was awful, I was pitiful, and my whining was OOC.  Scott was extremely lucky I wasn't in Louisiana, otherwise he would have had to ta-ta me {slang term for babying me - for all you non-Louisianians}.  Might I add that the room I was staying in had no TV.. so when I wasn't sleeping, I just laid there.  It was hell.

Being that I slept all day, I spent the evening watching late night talk shows.  Kathie Lee and Hoda were on the Tonight Show with Jay Leno, and they introduced the world to these little jewels:

Ladies, I give you the Clap Bra and The Wine Rack.

The Clap Bra can be taken off by simply clapping your hands.
The Wine Rack - you fill with wine, place in the bra, put it on, and drink it.

These are hilarious!  And I got a really good laugh from the both of them.

I then {secretly} wished I would have had the Wine Rack when I attended LSU football games my freshman and sophomore year of college ;)
"Go ahead officer, check my purse. You won't find anything though because the goods are in my bra"

The clap bra would work well at a lingerie shower. 
"Does your fiance' struggle with your bra??  The Clap Bra is YOUR solution. Call within the next 5 minutes and we will send you an extra one for FREE."

Oh! And how could I forget the alcohol infused whipcream?!?
Yep, you read that right, whipcream that is spiked with a little alcohol.
They sell that in Louisiana, so maybe I have already tried it. The Vanilla is amazing, by the way.
However, they have all different flavors!
Talk about an amazing way to top off a Key Lime Pie or White Chocolate Martini.... mmmm, yumm!
If you haven't heard of it before, consider yourself informed.

Here is the clip from the show last night in case ya missed it.

Have a great rest of the weekend girls!

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Life Lately. . .

Hey my pals!
WE HAVE FINALLY MADE IT FROM TEXAS TO FARGO [with only a few minor mishaps]!
However, you couldn't pay me to do it again..... ever ... "even if there's a fire!"

Luckily, I didn't have to drive the Uhaul after all.  Ol' pops told me he didn't trust me.. all I have to say is, TOUCHE'!
But seriously, who wouldn't trust homegirl behind the wheel?!?!?

I might have had minor heart failure if I would've attempted to drive that darn thing.. that's one perk of him not trusting my driving abilities!

Along the way, on the 3rd of July, we were passing through Oklahoma and stopped on the side of the road {along with 100s of others} to watch the firework show!
T'was beautiful!!

We spent the 4th drivng too (bummer)... however, we made it to Omaha, Nebraska that night & enjoyed sushi at Blue Sushi Bar.  After dinner, we mosied on over to Mr Toads Bar for some more cocktails and fireworks.. anyone deserves a drink after that drive.. fa sho!
(so maybe I had one of these .... or 4 .. but who's counting?!... NOT I!)
[yes I added the photo stars in honor of the 4th]

Then, my friends, on the 5th of July - Dad and I FINALLY made it to Fargo :) I swear I heard the angels singing because... remember the minor mishaps I mentioned earlier?
Well, let me just share them with you! 
First, you should all know that nothing with my father ever runs smoothly.  He is an amazing man, however, something is always going wrong for him.. poor fella.

The Misadventures of Macy & Pops:
1.) After just one short hour of having the Uhaul, Dad put diesel in the Unleaded only tank.  Thank goodness it didn't ruin the truck.
2.)  The day we had to load the Uhaul was complete hell.  If I could imagine what hell would be like, it would be similar to that day.. swear.  Why, you ask? It was hot as hell and my dad is a packrat... nuff said.  You can imagine the JUNK we had to work with... anyway.. moving on!
3.)  When we finally made it to the Nebraska/Iowa region we ran into many of these beauties:
A lot of the roads were closed due to the recent flooding.  Therefore, we spent hours, not exaggerating here, hours, turning circles trying to figure out how the hell to get out of those states.
4.) On the final day...... are ya ready for this?? .... THE AIR CONDITIONER WENT OUT! Not to mention, we still had 6 hours left in this darn thing.. sheesh girls! I tell ya, that was the icing on the cake!  It was hot, it was humid, we were sweating like a couple of whores in church, and I felt disgusting.

Yep, that's my FML face.. fa sho!
Now you can see why I was THRILLED to see Fargo after 4 days!
Sorry this post is long and I'm rambling... what the hell, so be it! :)
Girls, I have decided to make a few drastic changes in my life.  Shizzz is about to get personal up in heaaa! 

 The past few months I have been extremely uncomfortable in my skin.  I have always been the tall, skinny girl.  I've never counted calories, watched my weight, or even thought about the food I was eating.  That's just how life was for me.  I was in a relationship for four years and I was either too comfortable, or just unhappy.  I'm not sure if it was one of those things [or both of them], but at some point during those four years, homegirl here gained 20 pounds.  I never really noticed I was gaining weight until one day I couldn't fit in my clothes.  Seriously. I know some of you are thinking "how could you not know?", but I honestly didn't know.  Looking back, I see how I gained it all.  I ate constantly, I overindulged, I had seconds and sometimes thirds.  Food had become my comfort.

My breaking point came when Scott and I were getting ready to go on a date and I didn't feel comfortable in ANYTHING I tried on.  I was disgusted with myself and humiliated that I had let myself get to this point.  After a dramatic crying session in my bathroom, I decided enough was enough. 

 I want my confidence back. 
I want to be healthier and live a better life. 
I want to feel pretty again. 
I want to push myself to be better.
I just want to be comfortable in this skin God gave me.

No, I don't "hate myself" or "hate my body," but I sure as hell don't love it.  So by God, I'm getting this little ass to stepping & doing something about it. :)

I have been running 2 miles everyday and have also been attending workout classes at the Y [here in Fargo].  I had forgotten how GREAT it feels to sweat my little hiney off!!!
{I've lost 2 lbs, by the way}. :))

I have stopped drinking cokes and have started watching what I eat.  MOST IMPORTANTLY.....I have quit smoking.. for good.

Since Scott and I started dating we have had numerous talks about me quitting, why I even started smoking, would I quit if I had kids, etc.  I don't want to say that he "opened my eyes," but in a way he kind of did.  Since I'm on the road to a better me, I figured, why not make the change now?! So... I have.   Not to mention, a cigarette tastes horrible after working out {at least to me it does}.  This is day 3 with no cigarette and I feel great!  I considered not even posting about this because people give me shit for it all the time.  However, its such a drasting change .. I figured, what the hell!?

I'm rambling.. so I'll finish off this post with these:


Sunday, July 3, 2011

Just a thought..

This post isn't going to be long- keeping it short and sweet.
1.) because I'm blogging from my phone
2.) because I'm in this damn Uhaul. Haha

I was driving with dad and Justin Moore's song, "If Heaven Wasn't So Far Away" came on.

That song always hits close to home for me. It always makes me think about the ones I've loved and lost along the way. Today, it made me miss my sweet ChaCha, my mom's dad, who would whisper "ChaCha loooooves Macy" every time he'd hug me. It made me miss my amazing, eccentric Granny who was always dressed to the 9s & finding some way to embarrass me in public.   And who could forget my sweet PawPaw who always had a peppermint and a story to share with me. It also made me appreciate my Nana that much more. That woman is one of a kind & I always value the time I get to spend with her.

Then I glanced over at my dad and noticed how much he has aged, how his hair is slowly turning gray, and the wrinkles beginning to form on his face. I've always known I couldn't keep my parents forever, but it makes me realize how much I need them, how much I've enjoyed having them in my life, and how BLESSED I am to call them my parents. It also made me regret. Regret the times we fought, the times I thought I knew it all, and the times I chose friends over family. Those friends are now long gone & my time with my family is slowly getting smaller. Hopefully God let's me hang on to them for many more years, because I'd be lost without them.

You know, the point of this whole blog when I originally started was to keep track of my dayy-to-dayy life. Not so much for everyone else, but for me. Sometimes my posts are personal, other times they're retarded & it makes me wonder why I even keep up with this. However, I love that I have an outlet to share my thoughts, feelings, ideas and dreams. I was looking back on some of my posts from april & it made me realize how far I've come, how much I've grown, and how truly AMAZING this life & our God is. He had plans for me that I never even thought were possible. In the past few months I've learned how to truly just let go of the wheel & let God work in my life. This life is so short & we are only here for a little while so we might as well be the best we can be. Spend time with the ones you love, laugh often, love deeply, and live with no regrets (or at least try to). :)

That's my soapbox for the day!

P.S- maybeee I kinda lied and the post got a little lengthy lol! Sorry girls! Thanks for all yalls sweet comments and support through it all! I love y'all!

Hug the ones you love on this 4th of July weekend! Be safe, & have an AMAZING holiday!! :)


Saturday, July 2, 2011

The Next 2 Weeks..

Say a prayer! This little lady right here is spending the next two weeks in this:

That's right, I'm helping my dad move things from two of his funeral homes in Texas! The kicker to this trip is that our final destination is Fargo... As in, Fargo, North Dakota! The whole idea of this adventure is laughable 1.) I'm not a muscle woman that has mad skills moving things (for some reason dad thought I'd be "great help") 2.) The mental picture of me driving an old Uhaul...dangerous. Seriously, everyone in the nation should stay off the streets with me behind the wheel of this bus and 3.) The mileage that we have to cover is REDONKULOUS! however, it's two weeks with my Pops.. & that, my friends, is rare since he lives in the Dakotas & I in Louisiana! I'm geared up and ready to go girls! :)