last week I…

FullSizeRender IMG_7201 Processed with VSCOcam with m5 presetSelfies with the dogs, going back into the world of drinking way too much soda, trying to appreciate the prettiness that Fall brings.

Let’s just say that clean eating pretty much all but stopped this weekend.  Boo.  How do people keep from falling off this wagon and into a vat of ice cream? Am I just not prepared enough?  Or am I insanely weak when it comes to sugary goodness?  I’m considering doing the Advocare 24 Day Challenge to kind of kick my ass into gear.  Because when you’re dropping that much on a challenge, you will do anything to not eff up.

And maybe I’ll just tell myself no sex until I lose 30 pounds.  That’s another way to get a girl in gear.

There was a Tinder meet up.  It was fun.  There were cats, tequila, and candy corn.  I even watched not one, but two scary movies.  Granted, I closed my eyes during every scene that seemed like it might be the least bit graphic, but go me.  There was also some kissing, but who wants to hear about that?  #noone

{via Buzzfeed}

{via Buzzfeed}

Taylor Swift as various Disney princesses?  yes, please.  Pretty much doing everything I can to get through the days until 1989 is released.

{via RYOT}

{via RYOT}

Syrian girls drew pictures of what they think child marriages look like.  Little girls definitely need to have their their time to be little girls, not some man’s bride.

IMG_7245Scotti, Diego and I are trying to get in as many long walks as possible before it starts to get cold.  Scotti loves to play in the snow, but as a trio, we weren’t built for winter time.

The past few weeks haven’t been scary productive, and I’m pretty sure I’ve said that things were going to turn around.  But now I mean it for real.  I finally am working on a timeline for transitioning into being a full time grownup, and that means shit has to get real

 

{humpday happiness} making the best of a life layover

This fall has been one of the most ridiculous ones I’ve had in forever.

More ridiculous than learning how to merge life as a student at Tulane University and a manager of the football team.

More ridiculous than the fall I realized I was pregnant.

Like whoa.  From boys, to work, to adding new work to making plans to have a baby.  It’s been a silly fit of exhaustion.

But certain things started to fall.  TinderBoy went away in the most lame way possible. (also, friendship at the moment is totally not even happening.  cause duh.  does it ever?)

And now the baby thing is now on pause.  Like at this moment, I’m probably not going to be a surrogate.  And that’s totally okay.

Because one thing I realized since I got the baby update, is that I had been using it as an excuse to not do things.

to not really let boys in, because who actually wants to run around with a pregnant girl?

to not focusfocus on getting in superhot bikini shop.

to not put any effort into finding a big girl job/life and getting out of Linda’s guest room.

to drink any and all alcohol within arms reach.

So now I’m in this wonderful, progressive limbo.  All the things that were on my eventually list are now on a now list.

 So cheers to this layover that could turn into a final destination.  Since I’m here, I’ll be making the most of it.

{window shopping} I Want the Fairytale

oh.my. god.

When was the last time you’ve seen something as adorably perfect as this Sophia Webster clutch?  It’s perfect for a night out running around with your friends.  Perfect for maybe making that boy you’ve been dating uncomfortable when he spots it on your lap on the way to dinner.  Super duper perfect for a bridal brunch.  It would even look pretty propped up on a mantle or shelf, maybe right next to a snowglobe of Cinderella’s castle.

I’m just in love.

 

last week I…

Last week was once again busy.  Is this going to be my new normal?  According to my planner, yes.  It looks like I’m going to have to get really good at sticking to my to-do list, meal prep and not vegging out in front of the tv.

  • Linda and I have been trying to eat better.  Usually we go strong for about a week until one of us breaks, but we totally allowed ourselves to have an occasional treat when we wanted it.  Like when I took myself to Culvers.  This Whole30 approved Paleo Tex-Mex Casseroleis completely delicious and will probably be made again this week.
  • but who am I kidding.  This One Bowl Chocolate Cake will also be made.  Into cupcakes though, so that I can have two for the house and pass out the rest.  {www.thechicwife.com}

Still trying to get back in the daily habit of doing something active.  I might have bought myself a few different pieces of workout gear to be inspired to get out there.  And honestly, new workout clothes and iTunes purchases might continue to be my bribe.

I will read and absorb any idea I can find about new poses.  25 Fashion Poses for Lifestyle Bloggers gave me a whole pile of new ideas.  {www.venustrappedinmars.com}

My horoscope has me pretty excited to see what’s going to happen this week.

{tinder}round six

{Screenshot via Twitter}

{Screenshot via Twitter}

I’ve been back on Tinder for a few weeks now.  It’s fun to be able to decide on a boy from the comfort of your own bed.  Yes, I’m totally looking cute in that profile picture, but I’m really rocking cutoff sweatpants and 3-day old hair.  swoon

There’s a lot of things I’ve noticed though. Some of the things make me wonder if I’m keeping my standards to high, but then I’m just like ‘nah’.  Fellas, here’s a few tips:

  • if all of your pictures are starring your children and/or a significant other, just pause.  Pretty much everyone knows Tinder is for finding a FWB or booty call way before finding the love of your life.  Bringing kids into makes it seem like I’m stealing their dad away.  Bringing a wife or girlfriend into it makes you seem like an asshole.
  • why do you have pictures of you grabbing your penis.  That means you posted at least one photo of this activity on Facebook.  Where your grandma probably is.  WHY DO YOU WANT YOUR GRANDMA TO THINK ABOUT YOU TOUCHING YOUR PENIS?
  • flipping off the camera was stupid in high school.  it’s even lamer now that your 25+.
  • why are there so many photos of boys propping up the heads of the animals they just shot?  I know I live in the Midbest and that responsible hunting contains animal populations, as well as keeps the roads a touch safer.  But blood is still gross and I still haven’t recovered from Bambi.
  • don’t immediately request boob pictures or if I’m dtf.  Even in college I’d make a boy buy me a drink and slice of pizza before I’d consider making out with him.
  • ps you wouldn’t get boob pictures until we’re like 4 months into anything anyways.
  • start a conversation! I know feminism and all that says that girls can get the words started, but you will get extra points if you can cleverly start a conversation and hold my attention.  There’s a reason Tinder added Moments.  It’s to help you break the ice.
  • ask the girl out already.  like duh.  you know you want to.  and she totally wants you to.  so do it.  right now.  cause you’re never going to make out if you never meet in person.

I’ve done Tinder about 6 times from last summer and I’ve always had dinner with at least one boy per round.  Currently my main focus is on one particular male.  I chatted with some others on and off, but they’re all in the fields and apparently keeping the farm running is way more important than a girl.  I totally get it.

Pretty sure dead dad is falling over in glee right now at the fact his daughter who always hated church (except for the potlucks) is currently chatting up and is slightly attracted to a preacher man.

{humpday happiness} moving on up

 

A few weeks ago, I had to move out of the basement, because my room had been taken over by mold.  Part of me thinks Linda planted the mold.  

She always wants easier access to all my clothes.  And she wasn’t a fan of me having a separate door.  Because of all those times I sneaked boys in.

Over the weekend I moved all of my clothes upstairs to the new digs.  Shoes are next and books still need to find a resting place.

Instead of putting things away, I just let the clothes sit in boxes for a long time.  Which really makes the getting ready process that much harder.

 

 

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Last night I finally got around to folding all the clothes up and finding them a place. I even found a spot to hang already pulled together outfits. Meaning I can think a little less in the morning.

And now I’m trying to think of way to make the room a little more me. Since I’ve given myself the goal of being out of the house by January 2016, I want all home goods purchases to be things I would want in my home.

{simply dreamy} {and imagine the sexy times, meow}

{simply dreamy} {and imagine the sexy times, meow}

Here’s what I’m currently eyeing with my Christmas list in mind:

This is exactly what my surroundings should smell like.

last week I…..

When I get stressed out, I get sick.  So there should be no surprise that last week had me spending a  lot of time cuddled up in bed, chugging water and trying to get back to 100%.  Even with daily naps, going to bed early and avoiding anything that required mental effort, I still got a lot of things accomplished.

I’m trying to get back into the habit of working out.  I’ve realized that I cannot wake up early in order to get them done, so this coming week I’ll be working on getting habit of changing as soon as I get home from work and getting ready to sweat.

abandonedhouseThis article about a hiker who discovered an abandoned neighborhood while hiking through the Smokey Mountains.  I always wonder what people in 100 or even 1000 years are going to stumble upon from our society.

http://instagram.com/p/tjF-f9RRvG/?modal=true I decided to get back into the world of Tinder, at least to be told that I’m pretty, and this is what I’m dealing with.  Also, I really don’t understand the point of posing with freshly killed animals.  Sometimes I wonder if I’m completely out of my element when it comes to living in Iowa.

http://instagram.com/p/tvTD3gRRkv/?modal=true I gave myself a Solo Girl Saturday.  Basically I got drunk off wine by myself while watching Netflix.  PS totally wanted to cry at the series finale of How I Met Your Mother.

Here are some of my favorite things from the internet last week: