Do the impossible

Things I have realized are impossible or nearly impossible while knocked up:

1) Shaving my vagina
2) Shaving my legs especially when its around the ankle area
3) Putting on shoes and socks
4) Finding a bra that fits my huge watermelon sized boobs
5) Passing Oreos at the grocery store and not buying them
6) Not opening said Oreos before I get home from the store
7) Crying over totally realistic reasonable things
8) Missionary sex
9) Seeing a skinny girl in beautiful shape and not wanting to run her over with my car
10) Getting more than 4 hours of sleep per night
11) Staying awake at my desk at work
12) Making rational decisions
13) Getting hit on
14) Looking not like a beached whale during a heat wave
15) Doing your makeup and getting all pretty for the day
16) Caring about other peoples life problems
17) To not eat a delicious smelling candle
18) Painting my toe nails
19) Clipping my toe nails
20) Picking things up off of the floor

My best friend Shelby

My little sister Shelby got married to a marine named Matt. They are moving to California today. This will be the 1st time in almost 20 years we have ever been apart. She is the best sister in the whole world and my best friend. We do everything together. It isn't out of the ordinary to have her at my house 4-5 times a week just hanging out. She has always been there for me. To go shopping, a shoulder to cry on, a babysitter for Gabe, a workout buddy, a coffee break friend, someone to laugh until we pee our pants. We literally do everything together.

Last night we had to say our goodbyes and I think I held it together pretty well until she shut the door behind her. I lost it. I love her so much and my heart aches. She is going to be 12 long hours away. I never thought we would be so far apart.

I am happy she is in love and found the person that she wants to spend her life with. It just sucks they have to move to California.

I am going to get Skype and a fancy phone too. Then we can talk everyday and I can see her bright shining face :)

I know this will be a fun experience for her. She gets to live in sunny California and explore and enjoy all new things. I am just going to miss her like crazy.

I LOVE YOU SISTER

Pregnancy is not becoming of me

I have turned into a lunatic. Well, more than normal. So that's pretty bad....ask my husband. I think I have officially scared him. I am nuts. I can't help it. I have these raging psychotic pregnancy hormones that take control of me and I am just their puppet. They like making me look like a stark raving mad woman with mascara all over her face. 

Examples: 

1) Over Fathers Day weekend there was an Oreo commercial about a little boy waking his Dad up at midnight to enjoy some Fathers Day Oreos. I bawled my effing eyes out. And then proceeded to purchase Oreos the next day. 

2) A few weeks ago I was a stage 365465434357 psycho. I think I had an out of body experience and was watching myself in horror. I got out of the shower and for no reason at all decided to freak out in crying fits and tell my husband I am sorry for ruining his life. I was sobbing and sobbing and the look on his face got more horrified and confused by the second. Then as I was crying I was looking for jammies to put on. I am standing there in my towel and tell him I can't find any clean jammies that fit me. Then, just when you would think it couldn't get worse...my towel dropped to the ground and I fell on the floor and had a melt down like a 2 year old. Ryan patted my shoulder timidly and said "Baby, I don't really know what to do...you are scaring me a little". 

3) Last night after working 8 hours then going to the gym and working out for an hour...I went home and had a relaxing shower. I was all ready to make a delicious dinner my family likes to call Goolash. (I think I actually posted the recipe on here awhile back) and realized I was missing a can of green beans. I asked a friend across the street, but she didn't have any. I asked my sister, but she was busy. I then called my husband who was coaching soccer practice and asked him to bring some home after work. But he wasn't going to be home for 2 hours and I was starving. He said "Babe, why did you call and ask me to bring some home when you need it now and I won't be home until around 8?" I said never mind forget I called I will figure it out. I tried really hard to conceal my frustration and tears. As soon as I got off the phone with him I cried like a little bitch for about 5 minutes until I realized I had no choice, but to go to the store. Then I cried that I had to go to the store. Then I cried because I realized I am fucking crazy. 

Please please let this be over soon. I swear to God if this becomes permanent, I will lose my husband, my friends, and my job. I am like a ticking time bomb where people are afraid to come close because they might catch my crazy virus. I was never this bad with my 1st pregnancy. I am not a mean hormonal pregnant lady. Just one that will cry at the drop of a hat. For no apparent reason. BE PREPARED....you may witness this. If you do...either back away slowly or give me a cookie.

Beauty & the Beast is fucked up

For a present this year I received the Beauty & the Beast soundtrack. My son Gabriel LOVED this movie. I can't even count how many times he watched it. I also love this movie. BUT as I have been listening to the soundtrack over and over...I realized some pretty disturbing shit.

Ok so you know how the Beast answered the door before he was the Beast and it was a "beautiful enchantress" disguised as an old ugly beggar woman? And she asked him for shelter and he turned her away..so then she turned him into the Beast and cursed everyone in the castle as well?

The rose was going to bloom until his "21st year" then by that time if he couldn't love someone and earn her love in return..he and everyone in the castle would be cursed forever. 

WELL.....

In the song "Be Our Guest" Lumierre says "10 years we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting"

THINK ABOUT THIS SHIT...

If he was 21 when he and Belle fell in love and he has been that way for 10 fucking years...that means he was ELEVEN when he was turned into the Beast.

There are so many things wrong about this..I can't wrap my head around it.

1) Why in the hell is a "prince" answering the door to the castle? Don't they have a butler or servant for that? 

2) Why did the Enchantress come there in the first place? Just to fuck with the rich people there? If she was an enchantress and had the power to curse an entire castle for 10 years..I think she could conjure up a tent and a fire at least.

3) WHERE IN THE HELL ARE THIS KIDS PARENTS? They didn't get cursed and it never mentions them.

4) Why in God's name would this evil psycho PMSing bitch of a witch pick on a little 11 year old kid and turn him into a beast? HE WAS 11 for crying out loud! All 11 year olds are assholes. Especially to ugly people.

5) Why did this stupid crazy whore Enchantress think she needed to teach the prince a lesson? Shouldn't that be his parents job?

6) These writers are idiots. It makes no sense. Obviously a little kid wouldn't catch on to this fucked up story line, but I am sure I am not the only adult that likes this movie. 

Please tell me I am not a crazy person for getting all worked up over a Disney movie. 

10 thingies

I haven't blogged regularly like I normally do. It's been a few months. Mostly because I am lazy. See...Ryan put a baby in me and I am so so tired all the time. But, today I feel bloggy so I will post somethin. 

1) I bought an Ahh Bra. If you don't know what it is..you can get them at Walmart. It's pretty comfy. Not the best support. But it's comfy and being knocked up...comfort is a necessity.  Don't make fun. My friends husband bought her one and she swears it is so comfortable...so I decided while I was in the line at Walmart that I'd get this "as seen on tv" bra.

2) I don't like any pickles but Nalley. They are soo good and the juice is yummy. This is NOT just a pregnant thing. I have always been this weird.

3) My ass is growing. I didn't think it was possible that it could get any bigger, but it is. I feel like I need lypo in my ass and legs. This pregnancy hates me.

4) I find out what I am having tmrw. I am hoping for a boy. Everyone thinks its a girl. Girls get pregnant at 16..I don't want a girl. I have had dreams it is a boy...so I am hoping they were visions and not just dreams. Boys break their arms or get into fist fights at 16..I can handle that.

5) My sweet Gabe turned 10 on August 8th. It was a hard day. I forced myself to come to work. Later that night it was nice though. I bought chocolate cupcakes from Sweet Tooth Fairy. My family and I went to the cemetery and wrote on balloons and let them all go on the count of 10. I hope he got all our messages. We sat and told funny stories about him. It ended up being a good night.

6) I am doing kegels right now

7) Now you are thinking about my vagina

8) Now you are doing kegels

9) I like the name Solomon for a boy and I haven't heard another name I like more. But I am still not convinced that is the right name. I need it to be perfect. Maybe the baby will be called baby for awhile.

10) Pray to God along with me that I will not get stretch marks.

The life & times of California and barf

I know I haven't done a post in a looong time. But, I have had more important things to do like grow a person in my stomach.

Last week me, my Mom, and my sister Shelby went on our annual "girls trip". We were gone a full 7 days. I got kinda home sick.

We decided that San Clemente, CA was our destination. We realized 12 hours is a long ways to drive in one day sooo we decided to stop in Vegas the first day. It was so effing hot. Like 111 degrees. We stayed at Tuscany Suites & Casino. It was a really nice hotel! All Tuscan and shit. We went swimming and got pizza. Shelby wanted to go to the Pawn Stars place. It was so packed. She got a cool shirt. I got stared at a lot because my tits were hanging out of my dress...I didn't realize until my Mom told me I looked like a hooker. I will not be posting a picture of that.

Looking fat not pregnant

Livin all Tuscan

Hiding like a Tuscan

The next day we were off to Cali, but not before we went to McDonalds and got harassed for money by a kid stoned out of his mind. He said he needed money for food and I thought "yeah because you have the fucking munchies!"

I hate road trips. I hate driving in the car. I get so bored and car sick. Being pregnant makes it even worse. We drove through Barstow...the armpit of California. I slept some of the drive to get rid of my nausea. When we got to our hotel we were all super excited to get out of the car and explore. I went to check in and the Indian man who I could barely understand was trying to tell me we had to pay $200 more than he quoted me when I booked the hotel. My Mom freaked out and almost had a panic attack. It worked and we got the original price. The Days Inn in San Clemente is crap. Don't stay there. There is no pool. The continental breakfast consists of apple juice boxes, cheese danishes, bagels, and nutrigrains. I will never eat any of those for a long time I think.

That night we were tired from driving so we just explored the beach by our hotel. Walked along the beach, hung out, put our feet in the water. It was relaxing.

Tuesday we went to Coronado. I would seriously move there if I were made of money. The houses were all so different and all equally cute. The little shops and restaurants were all adorable. We ate at the cutest little 50's diner I think called Claytons. Best burger I've had in a long long time. We went and hung out at the beach. The sand was like sugar. And I made a friend. I tried to feed him a granola bar, but he didn't want it.

My Mom said the Hotel Del Coronado is way haunted. So of course we had to go investigate. My Mom was taking pictures all over to see if "spirits" would appear. It was a really creepy hotel. All old looking. We walked around all over and we went to the very top floor. We walked past this wall and to me it didn't match. I pushed on the wall and there was a hidden door. We of course went inside. It was like a service entrance for the hotel workers. There in the corner was this tiny old crooked door. I decided to open it. I started opening it, I was freaking out a little. It was pitch black inside. Then all of the sudden a worker came through that hidden wall door and scared the ever living shit out of us. We all screamed bloody murder. The worker dude was grabbing his chest and I think he shit his pants. He ended up laughing and saying he was never more scared in his life. He did say that the hotel was haunted though. Creepy man....creepy. Oh and if you want to actually stay at that hotel then you better be rich. The cheapest room is like $300 a night.

Wednesday we went to a local mall and shopped. There was a pet store in there with all sorts of the cutest puppies. I wanted to steal the Bernese Mountain Dog and the St. Bernard. We found this way cool pregnant lady store. I tried on this fake baby bump to see how gross I'll look when I am further along.

Then we went whale watching. Basically this was the worst idea I have ever had. It was 2 hours of pure torture for me. I was so sick like I was going to puke. Then I ran to the side of the boat and threw up all over nature. My Mom said I was green. I felt like I was going to die. In fact, I would have rather died.

Thursday we went to Sandiego Zoo. This zoo is freaking awesome. Ryan was so sweet and offered to pay for our tickets. It was an awesome day. My favorite exhibits were the hippos, giraffes, and the sloth bear. He was doing this funny little dance/runway walk. The parking is a joke there though. I almost got in a fight. Do not mess with a pregnant woman and her hormones. On the way back to the hotel going 80 mph on the freeway I got sick. I puked out my window. My car was covered in puke and probably the car behind us. Also it was all over my face, hair, and sweater. It was bad. Don't eat nachos then barf.

Friday we went to the San Clemente beach and laid out. It was the most perfect day to do that and play in the ocean. We even saw dolphins swimming pretty close to the shore. We were apparently using expired sunscreen because when we got back to the hotel we were FRIED. And I mean to a crisp. My tits looked like giant sterroided tomatoes. It was horrible. Me and Shelby didn't sleep much and every few seconds we were like "ohhh owww ouch ahhhh" It sucked. Don't use expired sunscreen.

Saturday we drove to St. George and stayed in a hotel my Dad got for us. We were all exhausted I think from the sun the day before and our burns. Then we came home! I was so happy to be with Ryan again. Oh and we stopped in Beaver, Utah to get gas and I bought Ryan an awesome I love Beaver shirt.

Thursdays

Thursdays blow. Not like Mondays...or a prostitute. But they do blow. It's soooo close to Friday, but not just yet. They piss me off. And here is what has happened to me so far this Thursday. 

1) Someone in my office (bless their lil heart) makes the shittiest coffee ever. Have you ever gone to the coffee machine, noticed it was 90% full, and poured it all out so you can make it the way you like it? I have. I just did. I am not ashamed and I don't care who knows it. I make the best effing coffee ever. Like prob ever. I need to own my own coffee shop. I am not telling you the name either. Because then you will steal it. It's that good. 

2) I got crop dusted so fucking bad today. Either this guy was saving up 1,000 farts after eating 1,000 pieces of broccoli OR he shit his pants and was walking as cool as he could, but inside was crying for his Mommy and needed to get home ASAP. I'm pretty positive he shit his pants. I would bet money on it. 

3) Put on a pair of my panties that I wore when I was 20 pounds lighter. They are constricting my sides and I am going to need stitches to seal up the wound. But this morning I was like fuck it I am tired. 

Friday Favorites

I suck ass at posting lately. Life has just been so busy and you know how it is being an adult. I bought some cool and cute stuff lately, and I wanted to share it with my pals. 

1) I am pretty much kind of obsessed with lipstick, chapstick, gloss, stains...I don't even know how many lippies I have. But, I just bought the most awesomest lipstick at Sephora! It's by Smashbox (my fave makeup brand) and its called Fuchsia Flash. It's about $18 and a matte. I personally love matte lipsticks better. They stay on much longer and if you want a shine to it then just put a gloss on afterwards. Easy peasy.

 

2) I got this dress at Target for $25. It fits so perfect and it has thick enough straps so my big breasted friends can wear a bra.

3) And I got these cute as a button sandals for $29.99 at Tarjay as well. 

4) And lastly, I got another addition to my sleeve. This came to me in a funny way. I was looking on Pinterest and came upon some of Betsy Johnson's jewelry. She designed a sugar skull with a fruit hat on top of it. Kind of like the Chiquita Banana lady, but dead haha. Here it is without color. I have an appt soon for my bright bright color!

In the land of Targetville

I went to Target today on my lunch...to spend some money that I don't have. I learned a few things:

1) Everyone in Utah that has a crying baby was at Target today. 

2) I can't go to Target without getting a Starbucks 

3) Target has "fat mirrors" which means they make you look at least 500 pounds more than you really are. It's a wonder they stay in business.

4) There was a very creepy lookin security dude there hocking up lougies and staring creepily at me

5) I wish I had a fart saved up when I walked by that creepy security man. That would've taught him

6) Women (stay at home moms) take all 50 of their kids to Target at the same time, shove them all into the same cart along with diapers, tampons, a scenic picture, towels, and V8 splash, and a Lego set

7) Women cannot park. Myself included

8) Mentally I got into a serious physical fight (and won) with a stupid bitch that was walking out and gave me the look of death. I can only imagine it was because of my tattoos and I blew a kiss at her

9) Target fruit snacks are delicious

10) All of the clothes and accessories for Summer right now are absolutely adorable and you MUST go purchase them NOW!!!!

Gym Time

Since November I have been doing boot camp. It's been really nice to go, be told what to do, sweat my ass off, and lose a few pant sizes.  BUT, I get bored of things easily...I'm like a 3 year old. I decided to cancel the boot camp and get back to the good ole' gym. I actually missed it. As I have been working out at Gold's Gym...I have come to a realization of things I did not miss. I am going to tell you right now that because I am a pretty decent person and a good friend...IF you are doing any of these things at the gym, then you need to immediately punch yourself in the crotch for being a douche bag.

1. Guys that check themselves out in the mirror more than they are working out.

2. Guys that check themselves out in the mirror as they are working out.

3. Guys that work out with shorts or pants not around their waists, but under their butt cheeks. How in the Hell are you supposed to workout or run while trying to hold up your pants?

4. Girls who wear all their makeup and their hair perfectly done to workout.

5. People that don't re-rack their weights

6. People who jump on the machine I am using just seconds after I get off of it in between my sets. I AM NOT DONE USING IT ASSHOLE!

8. The skinny as crap trainers who look 12 who ask me if I want a 1 hour personal training session. Are you sure you have a ball sack and have hit puberty yet?

9. People who lurk the machine I am using and sit and stare at me until I am finished. WARNING: I will take way way longer to finish if you do this.

10. The last one I am guilty of pretty much any time I work out. I can't help it! But it must go. I have already punched my crotch several times. People that FART while working out right next to me. I at least have the courtesy to walk into a corner, fart as inconspicuously as I can, exit the corner like nothing happened, and continue my workout.

I can't think of anything else right now, but I am sure more will come to me.

27 years on this Earth

I am old. I feel old. I have wrinkles. I get winded. I can't lose weight anymore by just not eating cereal each meal. My most favorite thing in the world is sleep. I would take a nap every day if I could....in fact, I asked my boss if we can start incorporating "nap time" at work. 

I did have a fun family birthday party though. Ryan set it up and bought pizza. My brother and his gf Ali got me the worlds coolest cake. 

My sweet baby is photo bombing me. Cutest photo bomb ever.

TV is like my mostest favoritest hobby ever

I am so addicted to TV. I love it like it's my child. If it was way way cool to eat whatever you wanted and sit in front of the TV 24-7...I would. I don't even care. I am going to share with you my favorite tv shows. Some have multiple seasons..but you can watch them on hulu or netflix. AND if you are really cool, then you would just buy them. These are not in order of me loving them or making love to them. They are all my TV children and I love them all the same. 

1. True Blood. Basically it's vampire porn. Not one person on this show is ugly. They are all freaking sexy beasts and I would totally be a ''fang banger". Watch the show and you will get it. And you will thank me. 

2. Vampire Diaries. Again, I know...vampires. I can't help it! They are sexy and mysterious and sexy. This shows cast are all beautiful. I wish I lived in this show. I want to be part of a Salvatore sandwich so so soooo bad. 

3. Psych. It is now in it's 6th season and I swear to you it's the funniest show ever. Me and Ryan love it's stinking guts. It always makes me want pineapple...and I want to be a cop and be best friends with Shawn and Gus.

4. Game of Thrones. This show is bad ass. The first season just came out to buy. Buy it!!! Winter is coming. Oh! And the 2nd season is starting in April. 

5. Once Upon A Time. I was worried this would be dumb. It's not. And it makes me want to be a princess or a bounty hunter.

6. New Girl. If you have not watched this yet...then you are stupid. And are you living in a cave? It's so freaking funny. I find similarities between me and Jess and I realized something...I am a total dork and I am ok with that. Wayyy ok with that.

7. Smash. This show is good. Kinda like Glee, but grown up. Not as much singing. Ryan doesn't like it, but at least he'll sit in bed with me and check soccer scores online. I thought he'd run from the room screaming at the top of his lungs if I made him watch a show about Broadway. 

8.Secret Circle. The wardrobe stylist for this show rocks my socks. And its about witches!!! And its cool! And spooky!!! 

9. Ringer. This one is way way good and it keeps you on your toes. You are always like "NO WAY! OH MY GOSH!" during the show. Then when the episode ends you are like "Noooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"

10. Desperate Housewives. I have been watching these lovely ladies since it started. It's in its last season right now and I am so beyond sad about it. I am definitely a Susan. I love this show. I can honestly say I am really sad its ending. I think you can watch most of the seasons on Hulu or get them on Netflix. I just want to buy all of them and watch it over and over. 

Great World of Harry Potter at the Mitchell's

Last weekend was fun. Fun indeed. We had Harry Potter night. I made Butter Beer and Pastry Puffs. They both were delicious and I will definitely be making them again. As you know..we love Harry Potter. Some may say I am obsessed. Maybe I am....and I say that there is nothing better to be obsessed with. I say to the people who make fun of my Harry Potter love that they are RIDDIKULUS!!!!

Here are the recipes:

Butter Beer

2 liter cream soda

2 tablespoons Butter extract

2 teaspoons rum extract

*drop the extracts into the 2 liter bottle, put on cap and slowly rotate until combined.

Cream topping:

1 7oz container of marshmallow creme

1 cup whipping cream

1 teaspoon rum extract

*add all items together in an electric mixer and combine until smooth.

Pastry Puffs (Heather style)

1 tub of the Toll House choc. chip cookie dough

1 brownie mix 

Oreos

1st make the brownie mix (but don't bake the brownies k?)

2. take a muffin pan and put in the cute little paper muffin/cupcake cups

3. put a spoonful or so of the raw cookie dough

4. press in an Oreo in the dough

5.Scoop some brownie mix on top of the Oreo.
6. Bake at 400 for 16-20 minutes

I forgot to take a picture like a dumb ass...but just trust me. They were so freaking good. I convinced myself they were full of fiber and protein...no sugar or calories at all. So I had like 5.

In love with Down East

I didn't have anything really to do on my lunch today. Soooo, I went up the street to Down East. Holy freak..I want everything there. Furniture, clothes, home decor. I want to open up a credit card with them...charge it to the MAX...then claim someone stole it and racked up all those bills...and then just get it all for free... Is that illegal?
Yes, yes it is. And that is why I am just joking. Or am I???

1) How cool is this coffee table. It is kind of old world looking...I want it. 

2) And I also want this cool Native American looking coffee table/ottoman thing. I'd love it forever. It has nail head trim around it (which I am obsessed with)

3) Then there is this beauty. I love the greenish aged color to it and the cool kind of rusty caster wheels.

4) And then there is this kitchen table. I am in love with this and the so so cute chairs that are with it. The decorations on the table are pretty cute too.

Poo flinger?

I have weird ass dreams. Usually I only remember them about 5 minutes after I wake up...then they disappear to nothingness....spooky.

Okay so last night I had a dream that I was the great creator of a new game. I can't remember the name of this game, but since I was the creator..I bet it was something way cool. It's pretty simple, really. There are two teams made up of a bunch of people. You are in an arena. The floor has cow and horse poop piles all over it. You run around and fling poop at your opponents. If it hits them..then they are out. The winning team is the one who is left standing without any poop being flung on them.

I am not joking. This was a real dream. Maybe rednecks would play? Or me if I was drunk...

Monday likes and dislikes 20

Likes

1. I have the most ridiculously cool toilet EVER. Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

2. My weekend with my husband was awesome. We laid in bed practically all weekend and watched Harry Potter. During this fun weekend, I learned some things. 

A) I want a dog like Fang

B) I want a hall pass to do Sirius Black

C) I want to live in a cabin/hut like Hagrid

D) I want chocolate frogs to eat whenever I want

3. Spartacus is adorable and I want to snuggle him forever and ever. 

Dislikes

1. Any and all of the Malfoy's. They all look like someone peed on their heads. If I were a wizard (which I am) I would use the killing curse on the lot of them. 

2. Cheesecake and I have a love/hate relationship. It tastes so so good when it hits my lips...then it appears as a big blob of fat on my arse. 

3. I dislike the fact that I cannot resist girl scout cookies. I CAN"T! There is no part of me that can withstand the deliciousness of them. I could never say "No thank you little girl. I'd rather have an apple."

Tag! You're it!

This is circling around blog world...I thought I'd be part of the gang and join in the fun!


1. If you had a time machine, where or rather when would you go?

I would go back to the year me and Ryan got married. I would never let anything happen to Gabriel. We would be a happy family and never be apart. That way...today after work Gabriel would be at home with Ryan waiting for me with a big drooly smile on his face. 

2. Diamonds or Pearls?

Neither. I am not a girly girl when it comes to jewelry 

3. What's your favorite movie?

That is really hard to pick. I would have to say Princess Bride. "Anybody want a peanut?"

4. When you were a kid, what was your favorite television show?

Full House. I was so pissed when it ended that I wrote a letter to the show and asked my Mom to mail it to them. I am sure she didn't...but she convinced me that she did when I was a stupid gullible Heather. And by the way.. I am still gullible....and stupid.   

 
 5. Let's pretend you found $50 in your couch cushions, what would you run out and buy?
 

You're totally going to think I am boring...I would put it in my savings account...Molly or Crockett eventually will be the cause of me having to break down and buy new couches...and that $50 will help me not murder them

 6. What is your favorite color?

To wear...black for sure. And in general...probably green or orange. Orange reminds me of my Gabe

 7. Why did you start your blog?

I used to keep a journal when I was younger...and I just kind of stopped. This is a nice way to get out my thoughts when I have them...which is rare hee hee

 8. What is your favorite home decor store?

This is the honest to God truth...Ross. I love Ross. It's cheap and usually they only have 1 or 2 of something so I feel like I am special. I like to feel special. 

9. Name one thing in your make-up bag you can not live without?


Chapstick

10. And here is one that I added for fun! Cuz I am fun! What is one of your biggest pet peeves?

Probably people that don't dress their children according to the weather. Do not put your kid in a t-shirt and shorts with no coat if its Winter...and don't put them in jeans and a hoodie when its August. I think people should have to pass a test before they can become parents OR adopt animals.