Okay, I suck at html. I'm trying to re-design my blog. As you can see, I am so incredibly lost. LJB HAAAALLLLPPPP MEEEEE!!!!!!

I have tried to be like you and failed. Miserably. Call ASAP.

Until then, enjoy the pictures up top that don't match the background and that don't fit the text box. Eventually we'll get there.

P.S. If your initials aren't LJB but you know how to fix my mess, then feel free to call. Only if you have my phone number.
P.P.S. If you don't have my phone number, then I obviously probably don't know you, so send me a message via some other form of WWW communication. k thanks. I'll even take advice from non-creepy strangers.

I Can't Decide.

Okay, to start...I can seriously never make up my mind.

Should I wear heels or flats? Jeans or a skirt? Do I want pasta or rice? To get another dog or not? Which boyfriend to go out with tonight? (Just kidding, DC ;) )

Which leads me to my point...I'm in a conundrum. I can't decide if I'm ready for summer to end yet. I LOVE the summer - the lake, the beach, a tan (which I sadly lack at the moment), sundresses, flip-flops, ice cream, everything amazing - but I equally, if not a teensy bit more, love the fall.

WF and I have been discussing autumn the past couple weeks and her excitement comes from cardigans (olllld), flannel pajamas (even older) and smell-good candles. Now I may have just made fun of her, but I 100% agree with each one of these.

What I'm most excited about, though, involves bonfires, Halloween, the mountains, my hair looking better because of the lack of humidity, crispy air, the leaves changing and jeans with boots.

But see here's the thing. I know around January 2nd (after festivities), I'm going to start missing summer so bad I can taste the sea salt.

So I've decided (for once) to make a point to live in the moment and enjoy the last few balmy evenings and sunny Saturday afternoons by the pool. I'm gonna wear the mess out of my sundresses and flip-flops until they fall apart.

....And of course take advantage of every single Waffle Cone Wednesday at TCBY until I'm required to have insulin shots.

You mean they have the same birthday?

JM and her future forever-I-do man have the same birthday. Isn't that weird? I think it is. People used to tell them that was bad luck. Well, here you go, folks. They're getting married...silly superstitions.

We went to supper tonight to celebrate their birthday...is it birthdays or birthday? I mean, it's the same day, but two people. HB...lemme know. I know you have some kind of crazy, English-language based explanation for this that I probably won't understand...which is probably why I was never project manager at good ol' 10Best.

Speaking of, I miss my 10Best ladies...don't get me wrong, I love my new job. I love the people there. But with my 10B ladies, man, I could tell them anything. Whether it was me maybe wetting my pants a little because something was soooo funny on Saturday night or telling them on AIM I was sitting in my little corner cube shedding a tear or two because whatever it was -- *time out: now when I say that I mean that I was either crying over something for real serious, the Dawn dish detergent commercial with the baby animals (omg tearing up now over that one!) or it was one of those uber-girly moments when they told me I was being retarded and way over-emotional and to "dry it up, you sap" -- was just so dang sad, they were there for me. And still are :)

So yeah, anyways, supper tonight. Some of the classic Blue Ridge boys were there, and in true form, they did not disappoint on the entertainment front. Below are just a few quotes overheard at the dinner table this evening:

• Referring to the little squirty man the cook always has: "He just peed on me!!" -Mr. Hannigan
• "If I'm a slut, then what does that make you, Turner, a prostitute?" -LH
• "Nick, they're about to make y'all a cake." "Don't speak to us in that manner!"

Okay, now for real, these probably aren't even funny to you (if anybody?) readers. But it was hilarious. I didn't stop laughing. Even with the embarrassment of the manager calling us drunk (we weren't) and the fact that pretty much everyone in the restaurant thought we were hoodlums that did not belong in public, it was a total winner of a night. Happy Birthday August babies!

P.S. Nobody took pictures!

P.P.S. I still haven't gotten my camera fixed :/

P.P.P.S. Do you think maybe it'll just magically fix itself if I wait long enough? I'm going with yes.

Have you ever had an item of clothing that you just absolutely adore? It's stylish, it fits super well, it goes with a lot of stuff. Well, I have this yellow shirt.

It's the first yellow shirt I've ever bought, and I omggg love it. Love it so much I've worn it four times since I got it a couple months ago. And wouldn't you know that every time I wear it, somebody takes my picture. I realized this last night when I wore it to CH's engagement party...I put it on (again) with my matching super-cute skirt and coordinating pumps and walked out the door.

Wellllll, LH was put in charge of picture taking, which meant, of course, that I was a part of the 1-2-3 cheese! all night. Totally fine by me, considering I might be an attention whore. Then I realized that these would probably be posted on facebook, just like the other three events where I donned the infamous yellow shirt.

I saw Miss AC at the party and had to address the whole "yeah I was totally wearing this exact same outfit the last time I saw you" problem, but she just laughed it off. Apparently she has a dress she calls Old Faithful, because she wears it to literally everything. I feel much better after hearing this.

So basically, I just wanted to write this and let you know that I do actually own other articles of clothing, but you'll be seeing that one piece popping up pretty frequently in the next few weeks.

It's Fun to Have Stuff To Do...

My daily planner is basically my life. I've harped on this before, and it still stands true. Without that thing, I can't get through the day. 

So, as I'm flipping through it the other day, I realize that I have pretty much every weekend booked with something to do until after my birthday...in the middle of October. Sheesh.

It does make me realize, though, how wonderful it is to celebrate. Weddings, birthdays, family time, God, you name it.

I'm so fortunate right now. 

Tomorrow, we're celebrating my parents' birthdays. I'll save them the pain of telling ages, but I will say that I'm so thankful to have them. I went to their house Monday to do cake and ice cream for my dad's big day, and I looked at him and realized that it's a miracle he's here. It's a miracle that he was standing in the kitchen dancing with me and singing completely off key. It's stuff like that I'll never forget. And it's stuff like that I'm looking forward to in the future. My daddy and I will totally be dancing goofily to something like "Wooly Bully" at my wedding, Lord willing. And I can't wait. :)