Bacon, Mountain Dew and Sext

We're getting really close to moving in to our new house that we've have worked so very hard on for the last two and a half years. Yeah, you read correctly, TWO AND A HALF YEARS!

This is what it looked like when we started:

When I blog about the reveal  (which I hope will be next week) I'll be sure to include lots of befores.

We did not finance, and we did all the work ourselves - that's why it took two and a half years. I'm dead ass serious that blood, sweat and tears went into this home.

We sacrificed vacations and date nights. I did the couponing thing and shopped at thrift stores.

But we're done, and I can't even say I'm excited. I'm relieved, but now it's time for the little stuff. Throw pillows, curtains, picture frames etc. You'd think it would be fun right? Well, not if you're bat shit crazy like I am and you want everything to match but not match and flow throughout the house but not wanna overdo any one color. Fuck me.

I did find something on pinterest that is oh so cute. These pillows:



Aren't they the cutest???

You can find the tutorial here.

Of course Pinterest is about inspiration to do your own thing, right? I've decided that instead of making these pillows, I want to frame the actual love letter using her steps to enlarge and obscure the scentences for a little mystery.

Here's the problem... I decided I wanted to make these today. So far so good right? Wrong! I'm in the most opposite mood of mushy, gushy, lame there is. I can't write a love letter just be writing it. It has to come from my heart and today my heart is like "I want bacon and mountain dew and to be left the fuck alone!"

My solution? Compose a love letter out of the sweet text messages between me and db. Problem solved, right? Wrong again! I had no problem scrolling through messages and finding the sweet ones I locked FROM him before deleting the rest. The sweet ones TO him? nonfuckingexistent. Fuck me again.

It was then that I had one more small but brilliant idea. Surely he's kept some of the oh-so-sweet text I've sent him. I called him and told him what I was trying to do and asked him to look for such messages, hoping that when the next time I talk to him, he'll tell me he's found them, hallelujah, thank ya Jesus.

So when I called back to inquire about these damn elusive texts, I shit you not, these were his exact words "I've been through 953 messages from you and they're all SEX!"




I don't guess it's meant for me to have those adorable framed love letters, at least not today anyway.

Shit! Not Again...

Yep! Sorry yall! I just can't get this damn blog right. Can ya blame me for wanting a pretty blog after all the amazing blogs I stalk follow and read? Hell no you can't!!! I came across a new color scheme that is much better than what's here now, so be patient please?

Mornings Are Hard

Okay, I have to tell yall how AWESOME my future hubby is. First, just so everyone knows - WE ARE NOT MORNING PEOPLE!



Here it is 7am, I'm still half alseep and warm and cozy under the covers and I hear him come in to get dressed. This is our conversation...

Me: Is it cold?

Him: Yep.

Me: I guess I'll just have to be cold this morning.

Him: Why?

Me: If I crank the car to let it warm up, it'll run outta gas before I can get to the store.

Him: Why didn't you put gas in your car?

Me: Because I wanted to hear you bitch at me.

It was funnier than telling him I was too lazy in a hurry to get home to paint a canvas.

A few minutes later, I hear the back door open and close and then my car crank up and I'm thinking he's gonna try to warm it up anyway. But he doesn't stop there - he got in, shut the door and drove away.

This incredibly thoughful and generous man went out in the freezing weather to the store to put gas in MY car and warm it up in the process so I didnt have to be cold on the way to work. Oh, how I love him!

The icing on the top??? He brought back an ICE COLD MOUNTAIN DEW! That's my coffee!





The Valentines Day Post

Yes, I'm gonna post about Valentines Day. No, this post is not gonna be full of chocolates, and flowers, jewelry, and stuffed animals. I detest this over-rated commercialized holiday. It's not because I'm not in love.

It's the exact opposite actually. Don is my closest and truest friend, and he's the love of my life. Life is crazy hectic for us most of the time. My absolute favorite part of the day is when me and him become us. That time is when we get the kids in bed and head off to bed ourselves. We love and laugh and dream there. And when it's quiet, there's no pressure to fill it. That's my idea of perfect - not getting dressed up (boo for bras) and spend alot of money at a fancy eatin place full of hopeless romantic where the food isn't even good (can I get a hell yea for Arby's???)

I mean NO OFFENSE to anyone who chooses to celebrate this way; it's just not my thing. I'm a simple girl and I love our simple life. I believe if you truly love someone, you shouldnt choose one day a year to do the little things that you should do all throughout the year.

When he asked what I wanted to do today I had a simple answer, "The season premier of Swamp People is coming on!"

So we he made homemade pizza because I SUCK at the crust. (That's love in real life!) and he's putting together my new nightstands because I was like a kid on Christmas when the UPS guy showed up. We're getting ready to wind down and head off to bed in a little while...that's when the good stuff starts.

It's the little things yall and I am one lucky girl!

Help me, I'm Poor!

Oh dear Lord, what have I've gotten myself into with this blog? I have been struggling with the design from day one and I just can't come up with something I absolutely love. I haven't attracted any followers - probably because of the incredibly plain design and lack of witty post. I promise I'm working on it. I really wish I could afford to pay someone Hubby Jack to design it for me. He has mad design skills.

Peace and Quiet

Thank ya Jesus, ain't nobody fighting and arguing over the Wii or what they're gonna watch on t.v. Don and Owen are sprawled out on the couch working on math homework, Lexi's running around in her fuzzy pink bathrobe making boutique bows and lying to Owen's girlfriend on the telephone every single time she calls. I'm finding this quite hilarious :) AJ's making me a bracelet out of embroidry thread. I had to call Jared out of hiding to find out he was quietly playing the playstation. Me? I'm enjoying this rare night where everyone is being suprising pleasant....oh, and facebook stalking the kid's mom. So sue me.

 

Don't get me wrong, I love this life and these people with my whole heart but it's not always easy to co-exist in a tiny house with 7 people. The seventh person is Don's mother. Womp womp womp. That's another post entirely.

1000 Followa Make Yah Holla Giveaway

Happy Monday Yall!

Now, I know I sound way too cheery this early on a Monday morning. It's because two of my favorite blogging ladies, Holly from Where We Can Live Like Jack and Sally and Kristen from First Name Smith are hosting a FANTASTICAL giveaway to celebrate their awesome followers!

Everyone should stop by and check them out if you haven't already! I'm sure you'll love them just as much as I do!

As a new blogger, I would adore a FREE blog design by Holly's husband, Chris from Hubby Jacks! He is seriously the funniest guy ever and I have to admit that I have a tiny HUGE blog crush on him! His blog designs are to die for - crisp, clean, and oh-so-pretty! Can't you tell I've been stuggling with mine???

Go see them all and show them some love!

 

What a great way to start a Monday!

It's finally Friday!!!!

I'm free again. I got my motor runngin for a wild weekend.

It's finally Friday. I'm out of control.

FORGET THE WORKING BLUES AND LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL!

As for the wild weekend part, eh not so much. AJ and Owen have a Valentines dance at school and Jared and Lexi are whining because they can't go to their school dance.

And I guess we'll do what we've done every weekend for the past year doing - working on our house. We're really close to being ready to move in so I guess I need to get my ass in gear. I'll spend the majority of Saturday trying to touch up the little oopsies (like paint, caulking, uneveness) that I just can't live with, asking a bunch of questions about stuff that I don't understand, and ultimately getting frustrated and giving up and going home to play Super Mario on the Wii.

Cheers to the freakin weekend, yall!