Collage of life things 💜7/22/13

Another week has come and gone! Thank.the.lord. It’s been a rough one…I feel that the week(s) right before vacation (yes….I said vaycay) are the longest weeks everrrr. I’ve been working my bum off this week and tomorrow is my last day before vacation bliss. With sun, and maybe a little gambling, some drinks, and most importantly- delicious food! I’m not sure if you can tell but I’m pretty stoked. Not to mention my birthday is coming. Loads to do…any maybe a little something special for you all *wink*.
So here are the things I’ve been up to since last Monday:

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1- Scrappy and I caught up on TrueBlood. I missed it on Sunday because my sister called…and then my parents called…someone called. I just remember being on the phone. I liked the books much better than the show is turning out- but southern vampires? Love. And Mr.Eric Northman….Nordic god much? Love it.

2- I finally got mini propane tanks for our mini grill!! I’ve been grilling like its nobodies business. Here we had chicken (duh), squash with onions and seasons in one packet and asparagus and other seasonings in the other. Yum.

3- my on the go makeup hotmess of a bag. Basically- I don’t wear makeup all day if I’m at my full time job. So around lunch or whenever I just get a minute- I break out my bag and slap a face on before I drive to job number 2.

4- my coworker asked me about my actual birthday for like 2 weeks straight about a month ago.so I stopped telling her and she forgot. So she gave me my gift a week earlier. Mmmm Wawa.

5- I left work excited to head home and pulled my sunnies out of my purse without inspecting….then I realized my vision was funny so I looked in the vanity mirror and this is what I saw- so I took a picture because that’s normal. And it’s funny. Don’t worry I popped the other lens back in. These 25 dollar on sale Betsey Johnson’s aren’t going without a fight.

6- I met up with my friend Liz to shop at Target (terribly awesome idea- always) and grab dinner/discuss my birthday plans. So then we decided we needed drinks to start prepping for nights (yes plural) out. Omg. We went to Houlihans and I got a strawberry basil lemonade (I forget what kinds of alcohol was in it) talk about dang delicious. And pickle fries- I die everytime.

So that’s what has been up. How have you been? Let me know what your week has been like. I also had a hilarious at a “pure romance” party with my eldest sister- which I don’t know if I’ll write about it. It’s basically a “ladies have needs” party of sorts- but it’s pretty hilarious and just an interesting way to hang out with your friends. Let me know if you’re interested in hearing about that.

Well I think I’ve rambled far too long.

Later lovies.
Xx

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A collage of life things 💛 7/16/2013

So as I suck at posting like I want to…I thought that this could be a good way to update you guys on thingies going on (because I just know you care) and kind of keep up with myself. I super enjoy these types of posts myself (definitely check out my girl over at cowboys and crossbones if you’re looking for a good hoot!) and they let you get to know people a little bit better…or at least be a creeper at your own leisure (HA!). So here is a pictorial debut of my life as of late.

Enjoy!

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From top to bottom!
1- I busted the hell out of my middle finger at work. Many words were said…it isn’t as bruised anymore, HOWEVER it has constant funny bone syndrome. Can’t do a damn thing without feeling it shoot up my hand.

2- I had to be at work at 8am last Saturday and my alarm went off around 5:45am. My pup was holding my hand…I did not want to get out of bed.

3- dangerous. I found out exactly HOW close Sonic was to my ptj. On top of this I got pissed because if I waited 30 minutes it would have been happy hour and my slush would have been half price. Double dangerous- there’s a really good Walgreens right next door.

4- This is what I wore to one of my really good friends weddings. We’ve known each other since we were 9? Maybe? It’s been a long ass time. All I know is I took this waiting to go to the bathroom because it was NON-STOP-FUN….and I waited a little long. My b.

5- took Scrappy over to my sisters house to finally meet their new dog Chloe. Things got awkward a couple times…I’ll leave it at that.

6-my nephew insisted on reading me a book about poop and show me the photos as he went. He can’t read yet but he was just pointing out the different poops. This is one of his favorite photos of two poops parachuting.

And so that is my life as of this past Sunday. How are things going with you?

Later lovies.

Xx

North Carolina Travels | 2.5 day Pow Wow

I remember when I was little I truly disliked going to North Carolina. Granted by the time I got there I was fine because most of my cousins were there, but still was not a fan. I’d pack up some of my favorite Barbies in a Barbie traveling box (because I was fancy), as well as coloring books, and just a whole bunch of crap. Who knows how much I actually lost while down there but I felt I needed it.

The only time I didn’t go as crazy with it (Barbies always went…) was Powwow. It was a really big deal and I absolutely loved Powwow…still do. PowWow was such a big deal that we got to pick out a new outfit for the occasion…like it was Easter (maybe that’s just my family but Easter church you got new dress, shoes, hat, gloves, and frilly socks…big deal). For Powwow I’d always save up my pennies to buy trinkets that I thought was cool: dream catcher, kid drums, feather hair clips, cheap jewelry…pea shooters. I guess what I’m saying is it was more about being little and shopping around and eating fry bread.

Now it’s more of a chance to visit family (my family is HUGE),to get to know my elders and learn even more about our culture and traditions. To just…understand.

Does that make sense? I sure hope so.

So with that, I look forward to it even more.

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North Carolina Travels | the trip down

Who knows how this post will go…it’s all over the place. Either way this past weekend I headed on my usual pilgrimage (interesting word choice Audrey…) down to North Carolina for my tribes annual PowWow. This is the part that I verify to you all that yes…my lily white complexioned, curly light brown hair, green-eyed self…is, in fact, a full blooded Native American.
100% people.
don’t question it…I’ve had to deal with that my whole life and I have a tribal card and identification number as proof. But I don’t need to prove that to anyone
/rant.
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Hair Trauma

I realized recently that I think I have parting ways with my hair…it’s my security blanket. It’s one of those things that people comment on and say how nice it is. It’s definitely uniquely mine. The other day I realized how many excuses I was making on why I hadn’t gotten it trimmed: work, babysitting, projects company… This went on for easily two months.

Probably longer.

I mean I, like many of you, have had that one cut that made it difficult to experiment or think too far outside of the box. For me, I popped into a Haircuttery one random day, asked for layers and a trim,and left missing 3 inches (which was ok…) but also looking like the Sphinx. It was blunt and lifeless- basically it was long hair with a bob cut around the top. I’d show you a picture but a)no photographic evident and b) I know better.
So I get a little apprehensive,I take baby steps every time, and my hair dude knows this. I go in this time (this was last Tuesday) and he basically says “good lord woman…is past your waist” so yeah.
We cut an inch….
Then two more…
Then one more for good measure…

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oh hey MySpace looking picture…but can you see the concern in my eyes and eyebrow?

And now I’m sad and having separation anxiety. But it looks better- I think? Definitely healthier. And I know you’ll look at it and think “but you still have a crap ton of hair!” But I know what’s gone, and how it doesn’t move and curl like it used to…and after all it was STILL FOUR INCHES.

Maybe I’m being over dramatic…I don’t know.

any trauma hair stories from you lovelies?

Xx.

Happy Belated…”Meow”entines day??!

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I’m not certain where my friend got this photo or…who made it. However she posted it on Facebook and I nearly died of laughter.

We then went on to say the yawning cat was sleeping beauty, angry cat was mulan, annnnd the other one could be Cinderella or maybe Snow White?

Either way I thought I’d share it with you lovies for a Friday night giggle.

Hope you all had a wonderful Valentines day and if you didn’t…I hope you had wine and chocolate covered strawberries and gossiped like I did.💕

Xx.

Having My Cake. Eating It, Too || By Product Hoochie

when I offered up the idea for guest post for my blog I didn’t know if I’d get any bites… it is a baby beauty//lifestyle blog. to my surprise Jessica over at Product Hoochie not only replied but definitely gave an amazing post a bout her search for love. Her blog is one of the first I followed here on WordPress and I always enjoy the way she speaks to her audience through reviews, hauls, and just about anything she feels like adding to her corner. I urge you all to check out her page and enjoy her post here as well!

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I visited Buenos Aires in 2006. I had a lot of meat… from a cow.

I was never a girl with boyfriends. I knew there had to be a couple of boys that liked me but I never had a steady boyfriend longer than four months. I didn’t have a boyfriend in high school. I mean, I hung out with boys and “quasi-dated” a few but nothing like a lot of my friends experienced and I was fine with that.

As I embarked on my 20s, I wanted a special guy in my life. I watched my friends get engaged, married, and start having kids. And so I traveled to Europe and South America. I hit Italy, Holland, France, Belgium, Brazil, and Argentina over two years. I went into Manhattan and explored. I had some crazy nights on the Lower Eastside. I completed my master’s degree. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for romantically because my life was pretty full with fabulous experiences. Truth was, I was not lonely, but I had a lot to offer and the guys that I met didn’t seem to interest me enough to stick with them.

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A picture of the Cliffs of Moher from 2007. One of my favorite single (ha!) views of Ireland.

By the time I was 27, I had enough of “the search.” I decided I was going to serial date. I joined a dating website and blitzed it like it was my job. I had to do a lot of weeding. First, there was the guy that had no job and was so seemingly desperate for a woman that he sent me a message laden with grammatical errors. Hey, I make typos, too, and I break some rules, but this message was way beyond ridiculous. The message bothered me more than the unemployment, not that I was about to become anyone’s sugar mama. There were some nice guys, too, I just wasn’t feeling them.

One summer afternoon, I was with my friend Sin and told her, “I had enough. I’m signing off the dating site.” She looked at me and said, “Don’t do that. Stay on the rest of the summer. You never know.” I took her advice, stopped looking at profiles, and checked my account on occasion. Then one day, a very adorable man messaged me. I checked him out. He seemed normal and smart. He was well traveled. We decided to exchange real email addresses. I learned his real name and almost fell over. His last name was 16 letters long! 16?! No one had a longer last name than mine with 12 letters! I googled him. It was an odd enough last name that I figured if there was something I had to know, I would find it. Boy, did I find it! Turns out, my new “match” was a very successful and popular player of a card game. I almost fell over. I learned in a few more clicks that we had a very close mutual friend.

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This picture was taken at a wedding in a photo booth in March, 2008. We hadn’t even known each other a year yet.

We met on a date. He got hit on by a lesbian- yes, and she kissed him while I was in the bathroom. Walking along the avenue after a beer, we ran into an old friend of mine from high school. All of these strange things happened but I was not concerned because I had already realized I would spend the rest of my life with this man. I can’t remember why but something clicked within me and I knew. Sounds strange, but it was instinctual. I don’t think I ever told my husband this but maybe I did. I don’t think it would really surprise him. He thinks I caused the blackout at the Super Bowl.

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We were married July 15th, 2011. Our wedding song is the acoustic version of the Foo Fighters’ “Everlong.”

My point is I never had to go looking for a “him.” I just had to wait and enjoy my life- and I really did and still do. I might not have made my “wishes” come true. This is not to say that my husband would not have supported me then, but priorities change when you meet a person you want to spend time with. You should not expect a man or woman to change your life or make it complete. There are never any “completes.” Instead, you should look at your partner as an added bonus- you hit the jackpot and you get to share with someone you love. So be who want to be right now and do everything you want to do, whether it be to travel to France or jump out of a plane. Enjoy who you are- everything else is just cake.

ps! If any of you would like to guest post on any of the topics in the first paragraph (love, heartbreak, singledom, etc)please email me here ,I would love to have you! Thanks in advance!


Xx.

Love love.

I think it’s safe to say that I have experienced a good love. That kind of love that stops you in your tracks and the earth moves a little bit slower- kind of love. I think it’s the kind of love that not only extends to another person but in an aura of a bubble that exists only for the two of you and with a look you can say a million words.I also believe There are imprints in our minds that can’t help but trigger an association to the other person- and these are more often than not associated with music. I cannot count the number of times while in relationships that I would listen to music [radio,pandora,xm,ipod] and catch myself grinning like an idiot because a song made me think of my guy in some way.
What an amazing kind of love that is….

So with that I bring you

❤Love❤

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if any of you lovies have songs to add please leave them in the comments below!

ps! If any of you would like to guest post on any of the topics in the first paragraph (love, heartbreak, singledom, etc)please email me here ,I would love to have you! Thanks in advance!


Xx.

Single.

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I, Audrey, am Single.
Capital S definite period at the end- Single.
I find that people think about this more during February simply because of that dang Saint/Cherub valentines thing. So I thought I’d take a little time this month addressing love, relationships, and break ups. Maybe a couple playlist and make-up ideas thrown in there…but this is me boldly speaking before when my blogging track record isn’t on a high note. BUT I’m going to try.

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