You have got to watch The Real Housewives of Atlanta. AHHHH, I love this show. I'm addicted. I love these women. I think Kim is my favorite. Actually, no I like Deshawn and I like too the one that's married to the football player and Sharee looks soooo good for her age. I think it's safe to say that I like all of them except for NeNe. She's a lil' too much and who the freak is Big Poppa?!?! ugh, the mystery of this guy is so intriguing. I NEED to go to Atlanta. I have a feeling that since I loved Houston, I'll be head over heels in love with Atlanta. Anyone wanna buy me a plane ticket?
okay moving on, so I think it's pretty obvious that I don't take my blog too seriously. I really blog for myself. Once I start taking my blog more seriously and incorporating pictures and such, I'm pretty sure that I'll turn it into a book and keep it for memories. I'd love to be able to show my future children exactly what life was like for me. What I enjoyed, what I was interested in, what my life consisted of at the age of 23. I like documenting certain stories, and feelings and current events. So I thought I think I'll document what happened to me on Saturday night. It was pretty funny & VERY cute and I'm sure one day when I'm old and gray (omgeez one day I will be old in gray!!!), it'll make me smile.
okay moving on, so I think it's pretty obvious that I don't take my blog too seriously. I really blog for myself. Once I start taking my blog more seriously and incorporating pictures and such, I'm pretty sure that I'll turn it into a book and keep it for memories. I'd love to be able to show my future children exactly what life was like for me. What I enjoyed, what I was interested in, what my life consisted of at the age of 23. I like documenting certain stories, and feelings and current events. So I thought I think I'll document what happened to me on Saturday night. It was pretty funny & VERY cute and I'm sure one day when I'm old and gray (omgeez one day I will be old in gray!!!), it'll make me smile.
So, I think I mentioned last week that I was having a rough time with my boyfriend. We weren't even arguing about anything I was just being really bratty towards him and I couldn't quite figure out what the deal was. I slept over the night of the election because we wanted to watch it together but he ended up getting really sick so, I ended up bringing him soup and orange juice and all the other goodies you need when you're sick. We didn't really spend time together though because he was sleeping on and off and I was super into the election. This weekend we hadn't really planned on seeing eachother. I had plans on Friday and he was in a wedding on Saturday. I didn't really want to go to the wedding because we're not really good friends with them. In fact, I've never even met the bride...lol...I just realized this.Plus, I didn't know ANYONE else that was going and I didn't want to be all by myself during the wedding and then have to eat all by myself during dinner. So anyway, I figured I wouldn't see him this weekend. He called me after the wedding and I still had my stupid lil' (actually it was big) attitude. I was being really short with him and just didn't feel like talking. We hung up and I was even more upset after talking to him.
10 minutes later he texts me and tells me that his best friend's mom was going to come by and drop of some papers for him to sign at my house. Mind you, it's close to midnight at this time. It didn't seem out of the ordinary though because I was expecting to pick up the papers from his best friends mom earlier that day, I just never got around to it. He told me she was on her way home from a dinner party and would stop by. I immediately go off and tell him that I'll pick them up from her tomorrow and I proceed to tell him that he should have called me first to ask me if it was okay. He brushes me off and tells me that she's on her way and there's nothing he can do. I'm so pissed! I stay up waiting for her in my pajama's looking a HOT MESS.
20 minutes later his best friends mom calls me and says she's outside, I walk outside to let her in and who do I see standing there with the biggest smile on his face still dressed in his wedding attire with roses in hand? MY BOYFRIEND!!! I was so shocked. I hate surprises and I ruin damn near every surprise because I ask so many questions. I'm that annoying person that needs to know every single details and interrupts you in the middle of your story-telling to ask 100 questions. Anyways, he is the only person who can pull one over on me. I felt like a huge brat. He said he knew the only reason I was acting like that was because I missed him, and he was right. I did miss him. I definitely need to work on my attitude but, It makes me feel really good to know that he loves me despite all of my flaws.
So there is my funny story. I love it. I love making memories. As I grow older, I'm starting to realize that memories are what life is all about. I constantly have to remind myself to live in the moment and cherish every single moment. You never ever know what could happen and it's ridiculous to waste energy on negativity, bratty attitudes and things that really shouldn't matter.
