january {in a nutshell}

*super 80's prom*

*my brother rob djing at a new bar near home*

*christmas with dad's family*

*twinies sleepover birthday*

*fave band*

*met up with old friends*

*anthony raneiri. swoon*

*my first blog swap!*

*important conference calls for my non-profit org*

*lots of birthdays*

*my first blog giveaway!*

*tons of game nights*

*tons of bestie and sissy time*

*lots & lots of cuddle time with zoey*

*not a lot of snow. yay.*

thank you january for your fabulousness. please february, follow in his footsteps!

just give me a sign.

this may be the longest post in {poprocks} history.

but i have a lot on my mind.

{one being that new job mentioned earlier}

and i may be everywhere but bear with me.

i believe in signs.

kinda like the one i told you about here.

signs that let you know things are meant to happen.

or not meant to happen.

signs that let you know its ok to take that step.

or tell you to back up a bit.

sometimes i look for them. or ask for them.

and sometimes most times.

they just happen.

i will tell you all about the best day of my life in my rockstar love series.

but this here is about the honey moon.

keep in mind "my signs" as you follow.

months & months of decision making went into honey moon.

the wedding was a piece of cake, but the honey moon.

now that needed to be perfect.

and we had a never-ending list of places we wanted to walk the streets of.

but we were deciding between belize, fiji & costa rica.

luckily, i sat at my computer one day,

determined.

i was going to walk away with a plan.

before i started, i opened an email.

(i used to travel lots for work so i have a fun marriot rewards card)

and there it was.

deal of the day: jw guanacaste marriot resort in.....

costa rica.

more than half off per night for the biggest suite they had.

could it be this easy?

it was!

a frantic, excited call was made to his restraunt.

(i never call him at work)

annd he loved the idea.

i booked it within minutes.

and then found a super amazing deal for plane tickets.

perfect. perfect. perfect.

we were going to have the most amazing honeymoon

and we were spending close to nothin for our almost paradise.

we arrived in costa rica.

bright & early.

ecstatic to start our "adventure"

{how literal that word would soon be}

we get into a taxi

and we find out our hotel

is a near 6 hours away.

i booked the flight for the wrong airport.

(in my defense i was told to go to that airport)

after denying this could be true for a good 30 minutes,

we were on our way.

exploring the beautiful country!

this was kinds of a perk to an awful mistake.

we saw a lot more of costa rica than we bargained for.

we got to the most beautiful hotel i had ever laid my eyes on.

this was right out of a movie.

annd they had bumped us to a better suite for nothing!

"happy honeymoon"

i was in love.

and awful glad i had packed my life because there was a chance

i wouldnt be leaving.

throughout the week, we had come to the realization

that high room rates were not the only things that were high when you stay at a 5 star hotel.

so are the restraunts and gift shops and taxis.

yes even the taxis hiked their prices for elite guests such as ourselves.

if only they knew we were only there via great deal!

so we over indulged all week.

we only get one honeymoon right?

so we did it up.

we lived like the rockstars we pretend we are.

and loved it.

{the longest drive ever}

{this was just the bedroom. loves!}

{zip lining & atvs}

{i made a new friend. she wouldn't let me leave. really}

day 7 quickly approached.

and there was one thing left undone.

we hadnn't rented mopeds and experienced the island ourselves.

after a lot of convincing,

we were on our way.

me: i had never rode a moped.

or a motorcycle (which is what this basically was in the states)

ben: rode in bermuda but didnt love it.

hence the convincing.

it would be different this time because it was our honeymoon.

we left the parking lot and i instantly shot across the road.

with a scared look, the attendent waved us off.

(the attendant who didn't speak english and couldn't tell us how to work them)

(the attendant who was too impatient for my half spanish)

i should warn you.

myself and rockstar husband are jet ski people.

we looooove to jet ski.

more than anything in the world.

in fact every place we had ever visited together,

we have rented jet skiis.

we weren't even a mile down the road.

when along the awful dirt roads,

i hit the biggest bump.biggest!

knowing how to ride jet skiis and not this contraption.

i accidently gripped the handlebars.

(thats what i do when i don't want to fall off a jet ski.

so thats the accelerator on this bad boy, huh?)

you guessed it.

there i went full speed on this 150cc of mess.

and right into the side of a turning truck.

i instantly jumped off as i hit the truck.

smashing my face into the side.

immediately, there were 10 people by me asking if i was ok.

(i was on my feet)

puzzled i looked at them, "im fine, just bumped my chin"

"im fine really"

then i saw bens face.

the look of oh my god.

oh my freakin god.

as i tried to walk away,

3 people grabbed me.

why did they think i was incapable of walking?

I ONLY BUMPED MY CHIN.

i looked down as to not trip over the bike, moped, scooter, whatever.

to see that "thing" in a million pieces.

it had shattered while the biggest part lie under the truck.

i instantly felt light headed thinking what if i hadn't jumped.

as i moved my eyes around all the pieces, i caught a glimpse of me.

and my leg that had looked worse than that of the mangled pieces on the bike.

and this is where i fell and needed those helping hands.

(if you get grossed out easily stop reading her. ill tell you when its done)

my leg was a hot mess.

blood everywhere. and skin just barely hanging on.

i had managed to cut my leg open on something.

and i literally cut my leg open. right down to the bone.

the sight of it made me nauseus.

or maybe it had been the loss of blood.

they rushed me to the nearest store.

(which had thankfully had been a pharmacy fully equpped with hospital bed)

there were so many people running in and out.

like in fast forward. making sure i was ok.

calling the ambulance. figuring everything out.

and then there in a slow mo blurr were me & him.

he just stared at me with such fear in his eyes.

i wasn't even in pain. but i was scared.

we didn't know where we were.

we barely spoke their langauage.

and i had no idea what their medical was like there.

and everyone who looked at me,

looked at me with fear.

the ambulance showed  up an hour later.

(im not lying. an hour!)

so the paramedics came in to look at me before moving me.

and something that was became so normal with everyone else,

but something i didn't want to see with them.

scared eyes.

these guys didn't speak any english.

so we had some translators and we attempted to communicate.

him with fake english and me with fake spanish.

recipe for disaster.

{this was taken 3 weeks after the accident.}

i wont get into the whole rest of this story.

because this story is not really about my battle with a moped.

i will tell you a revised ending.

there was mention of amputation.

there was an ambulance transfer.

the hospital was over an hour away.

we were left stranded at the hospital with hopes of finding a way back,

in a non-tourist town. awesome.

a very expensive ticket transfer to the closer airport.

and a more than uncomfortable 9 hour plane ride home.

which in its entirety made this the  most expensive trip in the history of honey moons.

(ok you can start reading again)

but this post is about signs.

people believe in rain on their wedding day to be bad luck.

we had a mist.

so i call it good fortune.

what the hell was this?

i had a 9 hour plane ride to contemplate why something like this would happen

im a girl who believes everything happens for a reason.

well what was the reason for this??

i loved this boy. a lot.

but was someone trying to tell me something?

we were in store for a lifetime of unhappiness?

a lifetime of unfortunate encounters?

did it happen to open my eyes?

to tell me i had made the wrong decision.

(and yes im this serious about signs)

but it was a sign to say we did it.

we had just weeks before made those vows.

and we weren't supposed to because we had written our own.

and by mistake the minister made us say the traditional vows.

from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part

those words which shouldn't have been spoken, were.

and we said them with the same feeling and deep love as we had said our own.

and we were unluckily lucky enough to be able to witness it within weeks of our marriage.

we visited each of these scenarios with only one thing constant.

we loved each other. for everything we were.

and i saw that day how lucky i was to have married this man.

someone who feared losing me.

someone who felt the same pain as i felt.

someone who never left my side.

someone who stayed up the entire night in fear i would need something.

somone who took care of me for the months after.

and someone who didn't get mad once when i woke him up for something silly.

when he had to work the next day.

someone who supported me while i couldn't work.

someone who spent his entire days off in bringing me everywhere

with crutches and wheelchair in tow because i was sick of being in the house.

so i do believe that nightmare of a day was a sign.

i sign he was it. he was the one who would take care of me for the rest of my life.

im sorry for the super long post.

just something ive been thinking about a lot lately made me think of this.

made me think of my crazy signs.

ill tell you all about it in my next post!

new big things... bring it on!

so here it is, folks.

my very last night working nights.

my very last night working in this ice box of a gym.

i will definitely miss it.

it had its perks.

but its that time.

time to put this behind me and venture on.

to all the new & exciting things my life will bring me to next.

i will have a new position at american eagle outfitters come monday.

as a visual merchandise manager.

and for this... i am terrbily excited.

i will be in pa for 2 weeks of training. then off i go.

i have been in this position before.

different circumstances. different company.

so i only hope ae brings me to where my dreams are.

and make it all reality.

or atleast brings me significantly closer.

things i will miss about the gym:

the numerous random admirers i have come to meet

boys who think they are body builders and can't lift what they are trying to.

weekends off.

reading books. all night.

having my days to do as i please.

{dates with bestie}

the fabulous friends ive made.

and the countless hours ive spent learning about their lives.

and of course BLOGGING!!

thats rite, this is where i do all my blogging.

needless to say, i will have to get a new routine in during my day

to catch up with all my fabulous friends.

and i am giving myself a goal to continue to post regularly.

thank you gym. for a great past year.

thank you for giving me a break from the stressful job i was in.

thank you for giving me time to sit back and reflect.

thank you!

top *5* tuesdays.

ok im cheating.

i am making this a top {ten} tuesday.

last week i did my top 5 boy crushes

(who im totally allowed to cheat on rockstar husband with of course)

well this week are my mega girl crushes.

and embarrassing enough, there are more of them.

and i have a harder time narrowing them down to 5.

so here they are.

in no particular order.

because that changes on the daily.

1. megan fox

2. rachel bilson

3. rachel mcadams

4. katy perry

5. katie cassidy (only as a brunette)

6. mila kunis

7. zooey deschanel

8.scarlett johansson

9. natalie portman

10. kate hudson

guess what folks?

....check your inbox!

swap partners are there!!

(sorry for the delay. we added a few more people)

thanks so much again for joining.

i can not wait to see all your book choices,

and hear all about your lovely inscriptions.

<3

rocK*Star loVe {dippin dots}

we walked in.

me rockstar boy. cousin la. cousin kait.

our hearts were pounding.

anxious!

which roller coaster would we ride first?

ok we ran in.

we make six flags a regular thing come summer.

and ben was insistent i bring my cousins along on the trip.

which wasn't out of the ordinary because we bring them often.

and he loves them just as much as i do.

he's adorable.

we made it onto one roller coaster when it came.

the faint drizzle.

bummer.

so the roller coasters one by one closed down.

i suggested the ferris wheel

(being that the smaller rides all seemed to still be running)

rockstar boy agreed.

wait he never wants to go on the ferris wheel.

by the time we got there that too was closed.

i was pouting.

i was angry. like a 5 year old who you wouldnt let play outside.

and that day. i decided it was his fault that everything was closing.

and it was his fault it was raining.

and his fault this day wasn't the fun i thought it would be.

(sometimes things are just easier blamed on boys.hehe)

i was just in a rotten mood.

i decided we should leave.

altho cousins and rockstar were fighting me on it.

why stay in the rain?

i was leaving for san diego at 2 am that night for work.

i didn't want to spend all day there if we weren't able to ride anything.

in an effort to cheer me up.

rockstar boy stopped to get me some dippin dots.

(my absolute fave. its a must when we go there)

i was grouchy to him. and he was so considerate.

so we made our way to the exit.

now smiling with some astronaut ice cream to keep me company.

my cousins ran ahead and ben trailed behind.

and there i was in the middle.

completely content with my cup and spoon.

and the thought of heat and dryness in the car.

i dropped my spoon.

the world went hazy.

all i heard was a woman frantically screaming next to me.

and there.

in front of my dippin dots.

a ring.

a RING.

a whaaat???

what is this?

rockstar boy's arm stretched out around me with a box with a ring in it.

i turned before words came out of his mouth.

i kissed him.

i kissed him like i had never kissed him before.

he didn't have to say anything.

i said yes.

with tears.

yes. yes. yes.

he did it.

and i didn't expect it at all.

i mean we knew we were going to marry each other.

no doubt.

but we didn't say when. and i didn't need it to be then.

until that ring shined in front of me.

but there it sat.

in the box.

embarrassed to ask. i had no idea what hand that ring was supposed to go on.

yes i admit it. what kind of girl am i?

i didn't know what to do.

and by the look of his face he didn't either.

i blamed it on my hands being sticky.

i held the box in my hands. clenched to my heart.

(i must confess i am tearing up just writing this)

we reached the car and i had immediately called my mom.

(whom i knew had known because the ring was left to me by my grandmother. and he wouldn't have had it without asking for it. love him even more. )

she answered screaming.

(thank goodness i hadn't called earlier just to say hi)

my family just adored him.

and couldn't wait to welcome him into our family.

although he was already there. so officially welcome him.

every person i called on the 2 hour drive home answered anxiously.

he had already informed every family member.

(remember how many of them i mentioned earlier? eek)

he called every friend.

he wanted everyone's permission first.

a little sad i didn't get to tell anyone the news.

(besides work people who once on the plane noticed my new accessory)

but ecstatic that i had found him.

found someone so in tune to my feelings.

someone who knew to speak to my family and friends.

my mom always joked with him.

when you ask kateigh to marry you.

make sure you give her a story.

she doesn't like big jewelry. she's not a crazy romantic.

but she will need a good story.

and did he ever?

he gave me the best story. my favorite story.

rocK*Star loVe { the one}

i didn't do the boyfriend thing in hs.

i had a few, but none that lasted.

i was way too involved with my friends and my life to be bothered with a boy.

i watched my friends go through relationship after relationship.

and all i was thinking about was where the next girls night was going to be held.

i was far from a hopeless romantic.

while i was dating a boy, if we hung out 2 days in a row,

there was no way we were hanging out that third day.

by then i was sick of him.

there was this wierd thing with my past boyfriends.

each one of them had pointed out shooting stars when i was with him.

and i had never seen one.

and somehow i would miss it each time.

i even had one boyfriend who would make me sit outside for hours hoping to get me to see one.

but as soon as i got up or looked over or fell asleep.

there it would go.

the world didn't want me to see this beautiful disaster.

i told my friends when i saw a shooting star.

that's when i would know. he would be "the one"

i think i had my mom scared.

i didn't have a desire for marriage.

i had best friends.

amazing best friends at that.

and i didn't need a boy.

i was smart, independent, and my own person.

i didn't understand what it was like to be in love.

so you can see how this "thing" with rockstar boy completely threw me off.

while we were still in the talking phase,

we went out to this show (our fave thing to do)

because i was dating a rockstar.

and i wanted the world to know.

(i loved watching all the girls swoon over him at shows.but he was my drummer)

afterwards we went to a party at one of his bandmates house.

i felt like i was invited to a vip event.

and i felt even better walking in with him.

we left the party laughing and giggling.

i had no doubt had an amazing night.

on the drive home,

as i gazed out the passenger side window.

as he held my hand.

there it was......

my first shooting star.

and again. another one.

my heart skipped a beat. my breathing stopped.

it couldn't be.

(we had seriously only been with each other for maybe a month)

im a sign girl. what can i say.

i believe in everything happens for a reason.

and there was a reason i had never seen a shooting star.

because it would never been quite as beautiful as watching it with him.

i was in love.

the stars didn't lie.

i did want to marry this boy.

so i made wishes that night.

wishes to someday marry this boy. wishes for him to never break my heart.

wishes for forever.

i found out later.

when i sheepishly told this story.

(red cheeks im sure)

that i wasn't the only one wishing that night.

his best friend (who was in iraq) told me,

that was the night he knew.

that was the night rockstar boy knew i was the one.

the one he wanted to spend forever with.

so i guess one shooting star was for him. and the other was for me.

they were stars in love.

like i was in love with a rockstar.

to be continued....

rocK*Star loVe {girlfriend}

it was february.

i made the long drive up to his school.

(long cold drive)

it was sooo good to see him.

i really missed him.

this was so unlike me.

but i was really getting used to this mushy love stuff girl i was becoming.

i wore it well i think.

we still hadn't titled ourselves anything.

but everytime i was with him i wanted to tell him i loved him.

i mean, literally, at every moment.

i was head over heels.

more than any girl had ever loved any boy.

(in my head atleast)

so this weekend was special.

it was my first time staying at his school all weekend.

it was 2 whole days of just me and him.

and that's when it happened.

as we layed there watching tv.

he kissed me. then looked at me so in love.

and said, "do you promise not to break my heart?"

"because i don't think i could take it if you did,

and i want to call  you my girlfriend, but only if you promise"

*sigh* how could i not be in love!!

this moment is blurry because there were soo many thoughts running through my head.

i loved him. break his heart? never.

this is the greatest moment of my life. etc.

and that's when he said it.

well it looks like you're stuck forever then!

and there we were. perfect in our own way.

i said i loved him on the first night we were official.

(strictly because he said it first)

i will remember that moment forever.

to be continued.....

this girl.....

comes home tonite. is driving home as we speak.

a week away from each other is no longer allowed.

i miss her dearly.

i might tackle her when i see her tomorrow morning.

we have a breakfast date.

i haven't worn my converse since she's been gone.

this just don't fit the same without her here.

rocK*Star loVe {friends}

i had refused the whole myspace phase.

if i wasnt friends with you in life,

i didnt need a computer to be friends with you!

but one day a friend needed me to look at a picture on myspace.

i had to create an account and go through a whole lotta nonsense.

and there it was.

a lonely myspace account. lonely for a couple days.

inbox: you have a friend request from ben rydia

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

(rydia was his band name btw)

craziness!!

i accepted right away and managed to throw up pictures and add friends quick!

and instantly we were messaging each other.

messaging each other as if no time had passed.

since 7th grade when we were best friends.

it wasn't awkward flirting.

it was amazing.

he was in a band.

rydia.

and weeks after talking he was supposed to have a show locally.

(he was away at school at the time)

i called everyone i knew.

no one was around.

not one person to go with me.

and the shyer, more awkward me said no.

all i could think of was sitting on the side by myself while he did his thing.

he called me seconds after he was done playing

to tell me that he missed me.

my heart stopped beating.

so we made plans to hang out the following week

(thanksgiving weekend)

i was so beyond anxious.

to see this boy i had been obsessing over for years.

my little rockstar <3

the day we were supposed to hang out.

my mom had a terrible fall and shattered her knee.

i impatiently waited for my dad to call from the hospital while she was in surgery,

when the phone finally rang, it was not the voice i was expecting.

it was my mom.

she was barely awake, and obviously drugged.

yelling at me that i better not cancel this date with this cute boy

(oh my god this WAS a date. i had never been on one!)

she threatened me that she would be fine unless i was home when she got there.

(dont you just love her?)

well i was home when she got there.

but rockstar boy was on his way to get me.

actually they came in at the same time.

he walked into utter chaos.

in his head im sure he wanted to run straight out the door.

but he didn't.

and we went out.

and then again. and again.

actually our second date was shopping on black friday.

he needed to know who i was.

and that's a girl who looooves to shop!

he survived. and did fabulously i might add.

this was the start of something great.

something perfect!

to be continued....

rocK*Star loVe {7th grade sweethearts}

i walked into the lunchroom.

7th grade.

after weeks of missed school.

because the popular girls tortured me. the new girl.

(apparently that's what happens when their crush likes you. boo.)

i did not want to go back. i did not want to live there.

i wanted to be by myself.

but there he was.

bowl hair cut. big brown puppy dog eyes. baggy jencos. and some vans.

not the kind of boy i was used to in nyc.

the kind of boy i was oh so ready to get used to here.

i made friends instantly with this table of highly unique people.

within weeks. we were "it".

we were 7th grade boyfriend & girlfriend.

basically, we held hands and sat together at lunch.

but if you ask me who my first love is.

it's that 7th grade heart throb.

that skater boy. <3

we dated a total of 7 times between 7th and 9th grade.

but high school drifted us.

he was that punk rock band geek.

and me, i was the cheerleader.

we waved in the hall. thats it.

but secretly, i always hoped i would get more than a wave.

for four years, his locker sat next to mine.

and for four years, i drooled over him.

as he brought girlfriend after girlfriend by.

(don't get me wrong i looked at other boys.)

but none so cute as this grungy boy with crazy sideburns

with a camera & drumsticks always in hand.

swoon.

at graduation we stood next to each other.

and said more words to each other in that line

than we had all of high school combined.

i probably blushed a million times

while a bagillion butterflies danced in my stomach.

he went to college.

i went to college.

i slowly forgot about this 7th grade crush.

to be continued....

knick knack exchange. yay!

how perfect!!

i am in love with all the swaps and exchanges in blog world.

really.

im pretty sure it is my absolute favorite thing about blog world.

ok second to being able to release all my thoughts into the open.

but this one.

this one is spectacular!

danielle from dinosaur toes (an absolutely fabulous blog)

has set up a knick knack exchange.

basically, you find a cute little chachca (my moms word for knick knack)

that describes YOU!

then you send it along to someone else out there in blogland.

and you will receive one from someone else.

perfect!

i get a fun new treasure and get to learn about you?

perfect!

thanks so much danielle for this fabulous little exchange!

i hope you all go straight over to join.

or email her your info @

kissparrotkiss@aol.com

now what to send........ <3

last day....

only a few more hours left to enter the swap!


<3

clearing out room for happiness. that & nothing more.

i was reading all new blog posts

(my absolute fave thing to do at work and something i am really going to miss with my new job)

and i came across a really amazing post.

with such great meaning and something i need to do.

tulips & tea

{you must read this}

it is all about making a clearing in your life.

clearing out the clutter.

of anything. it could be small or it could be huge.

in my case, i need huge.

dont get me wrong, as you can probably tell,

i LOVE my life.

& life in general really.

i just feel like i need a new start. with new aspirations, inspirations and dreams.

with new views.

and with a few start-overs and do- overs.

i don't want any weight tying me down.

i want to wake up each morning,

take a breath of fresh air.

and live my life drama and clutter free.

so often girls are hated because of their "drama"

and as a girl.... im guilty.

we hate when other people are dramatic.

but when we, ourselves dish it, it seems perfectly acceptable.

so i am decluttering that from my life.

i have decided there is no room for hate in my life.

this doesn't mean i am going to force myself to like people or things i don't want to.

this means i am not going to spend time hating them.

my feelings are being reserved for strictly happy moments.

and there's just no room for negative thoughts.

(peter pan theory perhaps?)

i have pondering this since my bestie's post.

and then today reading this post, it really clicked.

i want all my energy to go into relationships i cherish.

instead of people i could care less about.

(and there are a few friendships in my life that are in desperate need of mending)

and in the literal sense of "clearing out"

who doesn't feel better when their closets are organized, kitchens cleaned, bedrooms tidy and cars spotless?

it's instant gratification!

so thank you

analiese & jackie.

thank you for all your wise words and smart actions.

top five tuesday.....

tOp *5* celeb boy crushes

{me and rockstar husband each have lists (top five lists) of 5 girl and 5 boy celebs we are allowed to cheat on each other with. i really secretly hope he meets one of his boy crushes for a severely awkward situation hehe}

1. matthew mcconaughey

2. ryan reynolds

3. michael cera

4. travis barker

5. jude law

(but mattew fox is sloooowwwly creeping up there. just cant decide who he would replace)

fill my shelves please!

are you ready to fill your shelves??

I AM!!!!

i am so excited only 1 more day to enter the

{poprocks} book swap.

now if only i could choose just one book?!?

( i may have to send out a few hehe)

make sure if you want to join,

email me your mailing info and blog address!

kateigh.jamieson@gmail.com

i emailed everyone back that sent me their info!

thanks again!!

(again so surprised by the outcome. loves you ladies!)

if you sent me info and didn't hear from me,

i am so very sorry,

could you resend me your fabulous info!!

also, if anyone is interested in donating some books themselves

email me for my mailing information.

i will be sure to send it from you!!

<3

i will be my own sucess story!

i have landed a new job.

not the job of my dreams.

but a job that will only get me closer.

a job that will instantly make me happy & have a little more self worth than my current.

& best/worst part is....

no more overnights.

in a way, i think i will miss this.

1. because i only work sunday- thursday night.

weekends off.

2. because it's overnight.

it feels like i have everyday off.

but i will survive.

when i actually feel the pay off of a decent night's sleep.

*sigh*

me and rockstar husband are thrilled!

truth is lately....

this has been the one thing keeping me down.

i feel like i don't have much direction.

or maybe the opposite.

i have too many directions.

i am indecisive.

and really, i don't know what i want to be when i grow up.

i was always so jealous in high school when everyone had their whole lives mapped out.

and i was told one day, you too will figure it out.

then in college when everyone had it figured out.

majors and everything.

graduating with fancy degrees.

and still i was told, in time, you too will figure it out.

and today,

when all my friends have careers. and well, they're grown ups.

i still hear it.

you'll figure it out.

well, one request.

can i please figure it out before i reach 80??

there are tons of things i imagine myself doing.

but none that stick out above the others.

so this year....

im taking control.

i am taking one of those ideas (actually 2)

and running with it.

2009 was fabulous, but

2010

2010 will be out of this world!

o-M-g...... there's only 3!

3 more days to join my book swappy!!

so far there will be 46 books donated

to some beautiful (less fortunate) children.

{thank thank thank you!}

I am beyond excited about the turn out so far.

So tell your friends.

There's 3 wonderful days left.

(and I so can't wait.)

I am definitely ready for a new good read.

And being that it will come from one of you.

Means so much more.

have a lovely sunday <3

kreativ blogger: guest post

I have been tagged with a Kreativ Blogger Award..... again!!!

AHHH!! I'm so excited!

I have been tagged by the oh so fabulous lady, Jackie from exp0sed brick!

I thought I would have a little fun with this one.

So I have asked rockstar husband to say 7 random things about me.

1. She has a crazy obsession with photos of her (or others') feet!

2. She's ridiculously in love with Michael Cera.

3. She's the only girl I know who can go days without sleep.... just cause.

4. She loves vampires. LOVES vampires!

5. She has a stronger love for me and zoey than anything in the world.

6. It can be 80 degrees out and she will still be cold.

It can be 20 degrees and I'll still be hot.

7. She loves to play the game, "how far can we go after my gas light comes on?"

Isn't he just fabulous?

Hehehe.

And here are the 7 fabulous bloggers rockstar husband has chosen to tag:

JMay from The Swede Records

from greystrawberries

amanduh from scandalous

kello from roed book

kimbirdy from fill your well

marisa from oh so i feel...

annie christina from i blog therefore i am

thanks loves! <3

bathroom bliss.

i think i will start re-beautifying (yeah i make up my own words) my bathroom.

frankly, im sick of looking at it.

it's...... well plain yucky!

here are some ideas!!

{pretty grey walls with yellow accent}

{pretend this is yellow. loves!}

{fabulous silhouettes of myself & rockstar husband}

{vases filled with bright yellow flowers and delicious lemons}

{perhaps some damask on one of the walls}

{pretty b&w photos & quotes in bright yellow frames made by yours truly}

{fun white shelves with cute glass canisters with the essentials}

Oh bathroom, I'm afraid I will never leave you when you are looking as pretty as this!

i have the world in my hands.

after speaking with someone,

(wtih whom i have recently started to have long heartfelt conversations about life and everything in between)

she has made me come to realize something.

a few somethings actually.

something i feel awful for never noticing.

(being that her situation is highly different from mine)

and something that makes me so happy, i want to burst with tears of joy.

she, just tonight, compared mine and rockstar's relationship to that of a fairy tale.

as i blushed, it got me thinking. then explaining.

1. my friends used to laugh at me. they would tell me my standards for boys were too high. and love wasn't like it was in the movies. i wasn't going to get the fairy tale ending that i wished for. it didn't happen like that.

2. i did get it. but i guess it is more fairy tale in words than it is in life. let me elaborate.

myself & rockstar husband.

we have an amazing relationship.

one i couldn't have ever even dreamed of until it happened.

(one day i promise i will tell the entire story of "us")

it is fairy tale.

he's says the right things.

we do tons of fun stuff.

we laugh and laugh and laugh,

about EVERYTHING.

we like the same things and hate the same people.

everything just works.

buuuutttttt.......

it works, because  we work.

we have to compromise and accept and forgive.

and a million other things that are not easily done.

especially for 2 strong willed people such as ourselves.

we bicker about nonsense, we get moody and we are down right nasty sometimes.

(we've never actually yelled at each other tho)

but everyday there it is.

my happily ever after.

he says the right things, and we do tons of fun stuff.

i explained to my new friend that i discovered what love is all about.

you know you love someone, like full heartedly love someone,

when you are the maddest at them. like infuriated with them.

but you don't want them to be anywhere, but by your side.

when i am my angriest, i need him.

i want  him to tell me it's going to be ok.

i want him to love me.

i only want to be with him.

(sometimes we feel like this)

(and sometimes he draws hearts out of pizza grease for me)

another something.

i have the most amazing family in the entire world.

there are a million of us, and together we can conquer the world.

i count on them for most everything.

they are the nails that hold me together.

they have made me me!

the more i talk about them to other people,

the more i realize. i am the luckiest girl in the world.

(i may have explained this before but just a refresh)

my grandparents had 6 amazing children.

out of which came 17 amazing grandchildren.

which then came 3 great grandchildren.

unfortunately, my grandparents are no longer here to see how this family has grown so beautifully.

but i know they see.

so basically, i grew up with 16 best friends.

i love them each for different reasons.

i mean we are all so different.

some grew up in cali, some long island, some upstate, pa, chicago, and nyc.

we were everywhere.

but it didn't stop one bond from being formed.

people can't even keep up when i talk about my family.

they are seriously my life.

and i know that they are amazing.

and i know i should be beyond grateful.

but i think sometimes we need a good reminder.

to how good our life really is.

i miss you already!

bestie is roadtripping the next 9+ days.

rockstar husband is working the next 9 days.

bff & brother are on mancation for the next 5 days.

& here i am.

(insert super sad puppy dog face)

i guess i will be doing lots & lots of blogging!!

((i miss you already like crazy. come home!!))

the world isn't ready for us.

rockstar husband has the day off today.

i think i may force him to buy some film for my holga.

(thanks bestie! for my fab xmas gift!)

then we will take over this town.

with clicks & flashes of course!

loves.

let's make it the trend of 2010!

{january}

donate books to children's shelter.

(with lots of blog help.thanks!)

{february}

start community service group in local town.

{march}

weekly activities @ nursing home

{april}

prom dress collection for local high schools.

{may}

habitat for humanity.

{june}

bring gifts to children's ward @ hospital

{july}

perfect our parks!

{august}

clean up our streets.

{september}

donate food & toys to animal shelters

{october}

breast cancer awareness

(walks, volley for a cure, cheer for a cure)

{november}

thanksgiving dinner for families of salvation army

{december}

adopt families for christmas