AaaaHHH Its a double chin!

It is the time of the year to think about how to make the next year better. I have these new years resolutions so far:

Be even more awesome in school than last semester.
Be even more awesome at making out (But that's probably not even possible cause I am so good at it already)
Be the most awesome at anything else I decide.
Oh, and rid my life of hate and anger.

I know its not January yet, but I have already started on this last one. I woke up at 3 this morning and felt the urge to apologize to ex-BF (just a year ago I was saying how much I hate his guts on this very blog). I am so mature and grown up, it only took me a year to admit that I was probably wrong for me to write nasty things about him for all of our mutual friends to read. Also at 3 in the morning, I made brownies. Then I had a few when I woke up the second time at 9. Here is the scary part, I then sat down in preparation to write this blog update. The computer screen was black, I caught a glimpse of the biggest, ugliest, most awful thing I had ever seen. It was a double chin. I looked around wondering whose reflection is this I see? Surely it can't be mine. The horrible realization started to sink in. It was my chin that carries the weight of eight men on it. It was my chin that was sagging down to the level of my chest. I hung my head in shame and disappointment, only it didn't hang very far for it was propped up by the enormousness of the fat under chin. I then came to the conclusion that I must do something I dislike more than bologna. I must make a resolution to lose chin weight. That's right, I am joining the throngs of people making chin weight loss resolutions this year. I am ashamed of myself but I must do what I must do. My BFF Steph and I used to play the double chin game. We would put on our turtle necks and twist our heads in every which way in order to attain the maximum amount of double chins. It is no longer a game for me. Sad sad day. I must go google chin exercises now. Happy Resolution making!

I've got a Pocket, Got a pocket full of . . . Candy Cane Kisses

Along with sugar cookies, candy cane kisses have also been rocking my world. This morning I got up (late) to get the nanny kids off to school (late) and I went with a coat pocket full with candy cane kisses. The kids school is 15 minutes away. By the time I made the round trip, my pocket was empty. Upon returning from the rounds of dropping kids, I felt incredibly tired (even though I slept in) so I sat down in a chair and fell asleep for an hour. I woke up and still felt so tired, so I moved to my bed and slept for another 2 hours. I woke up and felt like I could still sleep but it was quarter to one and I decided I should do something. So naturally I sat at the kitchen counter in a post nap stupor for close to 45 minutes. I then got up and started folding the laundry, folded a few shirts and then decided I needed music. SOoo I got onto the computer intending only to turn on Pandora and get back to work. Wrong, I guess I needed to FB and update my blog. Haha what is causing all of this sleepiness and lack of accomplishing things? I believe it is the candy cane kisses. I ate myself into a candy cane kisses coma and am having a real tough time coming out of it. Better luck tomorrow is all I can think.

I'm Alive!

Oh hey all! I know you were all real worried about me but I have one thing to say. Well more than one thing but the most important thing is this: I AM FINISHED WITH STATS!! That is right, I am finished with my stats class and I have never been so happy,(except for that one time I didn't wear a bra to subway and I got 6 free cookies)! A few complaints I have about the season: The crowds, I hate the crowds. Everywhere is packed with people and I hate to deal with it. Also some people are so hard to shop for, like what the h? What do I get a boy I want to make my BF maybe and so I am trying to buy his love and drop hints that I am trying to buy his love, but I am on a budget. What do I get for that kind of person? Gosh this business is hard. Another thing, I can not button up my pants. Usually it is a choice to not do up my pants, this time of year, doing my button up is not even an option and my cravings for sugar cookies are making it so much worse. I go cookie eating cookies! All I want for Christmas is a body that doesn't hurt anymore (my body has been incredibly sore) and a ride in a hot air balloon. Also I want a year supply of sugar cookies from subway! Those have been rocking my world like nothing else lately. I also wish that finals would be over and that I wouldn't have to work so I can spend all my time shopping and napping and eating sugar cookies. That is all.

Snuggies and Hair cuts.

My best friend, Stephanie Rose, is the best best friend ever. As a best friend gift, she got me the gift that keeps in giving. I love being warm. I love anything zebra print. I love anything with long sleeves. The zebra Snuggie that my best friend Steph gave me is the best thing that had ever happened to me up til that point. And it is in the top three of great things in my life. The next thing that happened to me that is so great, was my choice to skip statistics class and get my hair cut. And then the conversation that followed with my mother. She hates my hair and I just got to sit there feeling like a rebellious teenager for liking the hair that she hates so so much. Pictures to come soon!

November!?!

It is November. Unbelievable. Where did the time go? I don't even remember anything after January. Well that's a lie but I swear January lasted 10 months and the rest of the year flew by. I know its only the 2nd day of the month, but I have been starving all month. I can already smell the turkey. Bring on the food!

Real Problem

I have a real problem. A pride problem. At least that is what I think it could be defined as. It is about 45 degrees outside my house, and probably about the same on the inside. My house is freezing and I refuse to turn on the heater. Why? Because I refuse to believe that summer is over. It's long over, I know this, but it breaks my heart so I like to pretend it isn't. Turning on the heater is like me admitting that summer is gone and that is something I just can not do. Would this be considered pride or lunacy? I also refuse to believe that I am crazy or prideful, so I am just going to blame it on nature. Nature has it wrong, its not fall. IT IS STILL SUMMER! Oh I wish that were true.

I am Lame

School has made me lame. Apparently. a million hours of studying, working, and trying to not get sick per week can really take a toll on your coolness. I am pretty sure my coolness level has gone from 95% cool to less than 5% cool. I learned that in statistics class today, I may have learned to make my coolness statistics sound better, but I left early to eat a cookie at home. Also children have really become my arch nemesis. Well not all children, just children that give me crusty looks when I tell them to do their homework, or clean their room, or stop showing everyone your penis. Fall break just was not long enough and I am looking forward to this coming weekend, that will be spent in the arctic that some people call Salt Lake. It is always refreshing to get away. Oh and by the way it is almost Halloween, I feel so let down with myself for my lack of holiday recognition and celebration. To remedy this, I have already tricked a boy into promising to take me to a haunted corn maze. I also stocked up on candy and have begun to seriously think about what and how to tackle a Halloween costume. I am leaning toward Olive Oyl, like from Popeye, or a classic witch just because it classy and classic. I'll let you know what I decide. Until then, have a spooktacular day! Aaggh! I love Halloween!