A Little Birthday Recap

Mar
02nd
2010

First of all, THANK YOU for all the sweet birthday wishes! You are all my favorites, seriously. Love you!

Morgan and some cupcakes

Saturday night some of the sweetest, most hilar ladies took me out to sushi for my birthday. I say ’sushi’ because I like to think it makes me sound cooler than I am, when I really only ate a California Roll. I’m a wimp. Oh, but I did try one really delicious cream cheese thing that Jimaie ordered, that later gave my lactose-intolerant self a 2nd trimester status, gas baby belly.

Anyway, our first waitress at the restaurant was a total B and hated us because we were all cute and charming and getting all the attention (or something), but thankfully she switched out with a nice little girl resembling Charlotte from Sex and the City and we liked her much better.

Umm… What was I talking about again?

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Me and Natali!

Sarah Jimaie Alyssa

Sarah, Jimaie & Alyssa!

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Steph Corwin!

See? The cutest.

After dinner we went back to Sarah’s place, where all our husbands were camped out in front of the tv playing video games. Now don’t let that statement fool you…  they’re actually all pretty hot and hilarious themselves.  Sorry, no real pictures exist as proof. This is the closest I could get:

Nerds

My friends obviously took my advice from my last post, and made sure to shower me with plenty of gifts and attention. And rainbow chip cupcakes (the way to my heart). Oh, and I seriously received 3 bags of hot cheetos (thanks Justin, Sarah and Jimaie)… these people KNOW me.

Morgan gifts

My new favorite clutch from Natti. LOVE. (Pardon the raptor claw)

Long story short, my friends are ZE BAYST.

It’s my birthday and I’ll shamelessly brag about it on the internet if I want to.

Feb
26th
2010

As much as I love to talk about myself (you are all aware of this by now), it’s never been easy to shout from the rooftops that IT’S MY BIRTHDAY. I don’t know, I’m just not a big fan of BEING SHOWERED WITH ATTENTION ON MY BIRTHDAY or anything like that.  In fact, I’ve always kind of thought GETTING REALLY FANCY, EXPENSIVE GIFTS FOR MY BIRTHDAY was a sweet gesture, but completely unNECESSARY TO RETAIN MY FRIENDSHIP.

Anyway. I’m getting old and it’s slightly depressing… I think I woke up with a wrinkle. At least I have a fun weekend lined up with some of my favorite girls and my lovely family and I am SO looking forward to all the good food that’s happening.

What are your plans for celebrating my birthday this weekend? :)

Thank you to my sweet sister in law Megan, who made the flipping adorable {red velvet} cake that I will have scarfed down by day’s end. Love you, Meg!

#90: Grow out my hair… And of course, the issues I have with it

Feb
24th
2010

Last February I started my 101 Things in 1001 Days list and have made a pretty solid dent in the thing. I’ll admit, there are few items I’m sort of avoiding completing until the laaaaaast possible minute, like the trying fish thing and singing karaoke (not a fan), but some I got started on right off the bat. I managed to grow out my hair, woooooop.

… Aaaaaand now I want to cut it. Haha. Tell me please, what is my flippin deal? I am never happy with the state of my hair and always wanting to do something different or change it up in some way. Is this normal?

Remember this? And this? In keeping with the trend, I am coming to YOU for advice. Since, you know, you are the ones who have to hear it whenever I’m upset with life/hair.

What my hair looks like now:

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(Jimaie, me, Natali)

Justin and Morgan

(Me and Justin at Prom, obv.)

Ew. Do you see the scraggles? I can’t deal! I WANT THEM GONE. Gone forever, I say.

So, my questions for you are…

Should I chop it?

I’m not talking chin-length, but definitely above my shoulders. It’d be more manageable and healthy looking, right? And cute and current and fabulous?

Should I grow out my bangs?

I’ve had them for 8 months or so… is it time to lay them to rest? And while we’re at it, how difficult is it to actually grow out your bangs?? I’m kind of scared of dealing with that mess.

Should I keep growing it out and embrace the white trash, scraggles look?

I’m pushing you into a corner here. I think you all know what I want to hear.  :)

Really though, I value your opinions and would like to hear what you really think I should do. Two male readers, that means you too. Thanks!

Formspring Fears

Feb
22nd
2010

Look who just gave in to her biggest nightmare! Yessss, I made myself a Formspring. I know, like I needed another place to talk about myself online (My Facebook, My Twitter).

For those of you who don’t know, Formspring.me is basically a site where people can ask you questions anonymously about anything they choose and then you post the answers for all the internet to see. Also, it’s the most terrifying thing I’ve ever heard of in my entire life. I’ve put it off for this long because I am just too incredibly scared of getting asked mean questions. If this was more like, GiveComplimentsTo.me or GiveAllYourCuteShoesTo.me, I’d be all over that business, but this? Eeeep.

I’ll be honest and say I kind of only made one because I don’t want to be left out. Everyone is having so much fun answering all these evil anonymous questions! But just like with Bump-Its and teal nail polish and every other bandwagony thing I’ve tried, this isn’t going to be pretty. I just have a feeling.

Do you have a Formspring? Should I be this terrified? Head on over and ask me a question, but just remember:

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image via The Bloggess

He likes pancakes.

Feb
19th
2010

While watching some show on HGTV.

Justin: That girl has has stub arms.

Me: That’s mean! But she sort of does. Her butt is cute though… unlike my pancake. *sobs*

Justin: hrrmmfphmm…

Me: What was that?

Justin:

Me: Umm, are you agreeing with me? I know what that silence means! You’re supposed to tell me I have a cute butt no matter state it’s in! I tell you you’re cute even though you crunch your cereal too loud and eat spaghetti like Maddie does… this is part of your job!

Justin: I like pancakes.

Me: *dagger eyes*

Justin: What? We weren’t talking about food?

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