Thirty Two of :-)

Because this looked like way too much fun to pass up.
And cuz it's Friday.
Anndd I don't work tonight.
Annnddd I get to spend the day taking shots shopping with my BFF.
Annnndddd Nyke just went down for a nap and I have oh maybe, an hourish to spare.
Annnnnddddd I have enough Caribou Caffeine running through my veins that I don't feel the need to crash-nap next to my little man in his crib.

32 glorious things of all happiness in this world (to me that is). Thanks Hazel and Venus for the inspiration, yo.

1// The first snow of Winter. Like the pretty fluffy stuff. I did not say the first snow of April, that should just never be happening. Because it has. Three times this week. Get it together, girlfriend M N.

2// When Bubz gives me the slobberyist kisses in the morning to wake me up. Cutest. Stinkin. Thing. Ever.

3// Every time I hear my girl Sasha Fierce on the radio. It seriously excites me when someone else plays her musica; then clearly I am not the only one daydreaming about her drop dead gorgeousness. You could say I am #drunkinlove. 

3.5// And because I am all about killing two birds with one stone...let's just go on 'head and #backthatazzup with Whittypoo.

4// A full tank of gasonlina. (did the Daddy Yankee song just pop into your head like it did mine?)

5// A cup o' joe from only the best. Caribou Coffee. You already know I am obsessed, and will even wait an extra fifteen just to get that sweet sip of paradise.

6// Speaking of sip of paradise... I'd like to insert >wine< here.

7// I suppose Tequilla would make that cut, too.

8// Leaving a big ol spankin tip for a server who has been spending the whole night trying to determine whether me and my party are tight asses or very giving like Santa Claus. That little satisfaction I get knowing there is a future smile that is going to sneak out of that soon to be happy server's face.

9// Earrings. Like my friend says The bigger the better. Hello eargasm. And at least I know they are always going to fit. But like I need a legit reason to buy these babies.

10// Clean sheets and a made up bed.

11// Shopping Therapy.

12// Pretending that I am a DJ. My true alias, DJ Looooooomisssss! I get and keep the party going errr time. But really, I think I am a pro (probably cuz no one has told me I suck yet). Get a couple drinks in me and you might catch me handing out business cards. I'm still waiting for inquiries...

13// French silk pie blizzards from Dairy Queen. Delish.

14// Cashing in my weekend's balls to the wall blood, sweat, and tears work of tips at the Bank. And then to satisfy #11 and not feel guilty.

15// Volunteering at the NICU. How easily a task to remind your heart and soul how blessed you are.

16// Usher concerts. And yes, before you ask, I was that close. And yes, he is even more amazing in person. Worth every penny, dime, nickel and quarter in that piggy bank of yours.

17// A scarf, droopy sweater, leggings and a hot ass pair of boots. Only the ones with heels attached though, my weakness.

18// Suiting up for a soccer game. My one love and a great workout to continually remind me how out of shape I really am.

19// Drake. And all the sexiness that he comes with. He can #shutitdown.

20// When there isn't a line at the DMV. Oh wait, this never happens. Maybe when pigs fly one day.

21// Waking up at 4am and realizing you still have 250 minutes to still get that shut eye. Hey, every beauty sleep hour counts.

22// Bath time with my baby boy. Scrub a dub dub.

23// Getting the perfect non-blurry looking-awkward-trying-to-take-a-sneaky-non-obvious picture or snap of someone or something so ridiculously hilarious that it has to be shared with the mass public. Immediately. One of my best... Mind you, this was on a College campus.

24// Going to the gym to get my sweat on. And stare at all the cuties swole-ies.

25// Dancing like no one is watching. Even though we know everyone is staring. Below was my 21st Bday and that one night on spring break in Naples, FL that I won a booty shakin contest (we will leave that story for another time)...leave the judging at the door, por favor.

26//  Cruising down the road in my Baby Brother's jeep. *Side note it has been totaled for a year or so now...but there better be an appearance of a new one this spring. Hint hint, nudge nudge, wink wink Broha.* I do prefer to only do this in the summer, though, when it's warm, and sunny. There's something about whipping around town with snow sleeting into your face that doesn't tickle my fancy. 

27// Law and Order: SVU. SVU only, get that Criminal Intent out of here.

28// Augusta National Golf Course. The Masters is where it is at. I suppose Georgia is poppin' too.

29// Spontaneous road trips with my family. Some of the best memories are made on these little excursions.

30// This guy. My best friend, (almost)twin, partner in crime, lovable baby brother.

31// Anything Leopard. Check the heels ^^^

32// And what will make me happiest of all? Finally receiving that letter of Acceptance to a Physician Assistant Program so that I can take one more big step towards my Dream Job! And to eventually be able to dress up like this every day.

Whew, sorry for the long post!

What brings that smile to your face and makes your heart warm and fuzzy?

Annnnnndddddd happy weekend!!

Wobbly Confessions

Wednesday is quickly becoming my favorite day of the week for a link up sesh, despite the fact that we get to call it Hump Day. Thanks for helping to keep it classy, one confession at a time, Vodka Girl.

I confess...Nyke and I haven't gotten out of bed today yet. There is something about a nice warm bottle and the movie Tangled that just has us being extra lazy stuck and snuggled up. We'll put our big boy pants on and start the day eventually here...

I confess...as much as I love birthdays and all of the drinking games celebrations that go along with them, I don't get as excited to help a customer at the restaurant celebrate them. I am positive any other servers out there feel my pain. "We have a birthday boy at the table tonight!" "Oh, you dooo? How awesome...I can't wait to round up five servers on a busy Friday night who have a sh*t ton of other things to do to come yell a Yeeeee Haaaawww chant for you."

I confess...I suffer from extreme road rage. But I will never flip someone the bird. That happened to me once. And it, of course, was not even close to being my fault! I was so unbelievably offended I followed them home for five miles and screamed up the drive way and rear ended their behind so hard that they smashed into their garage. Okay, so I didn't actually do that, but I was tempted to. It would have taught her a lesson, right?

I confess... I am trying to teach my child how to do the wobble and the stanky leg dances...we've almost mastered the dougie. And let me tell you, he could teach the h*ll out of it to you. Does that make me a ratchet? Maybe. But does it make my son more educated in the cultures of dance? You bet it does.

I confess...I ate Oreos for breakfast. And I may or may not have shared one with my munchkin. You be the judge.

I confess...I can never go into the liquor store to buy only one bottle of wine, I always come out with at least two. The struggle is real people. Even though I may look and sound like an alcoholic, I am simply just stocking up on that delicious drink in the name of potential good company. I thought that's what every Wino does?  No good or bad friend ever says no to a bottle glass of wine date!

I confess...I put off paying my medical bills secretly hoping that they will disappear. Since I am now one last past due balance away from a call from a Credit Collections Bureau, I must spend the rest of my afternoon listening to raunchy elevator music. I anticipate being on hold for endless hours, because they are trying to spite me for waiting so long to call in and pay up. Come on, like those Doctors don't have enough money already...

Wish me luck, I know i'll need it. Especially when I have this monster to keep track of...

A Tish Close and Personal

So this happened this Morning before work...

What a character I have running around the house.

So this happened this Afternoon after work...

It's 5 o'clock on a Sunday somewhere, am I right? Seriously though, these puppies are nothing short of amazing. If you hate tequila, learn to love it now so that you can enjoy one of these amazing watermelon legendary margaritas. They help solve all of your problems...or just make you forget about them ;-)

And because Sunday Link-Ups are always enjoyable and an easy way to share some crazy personal things about myself.

What is your ideal way to relax... A spontaneous trip. For a day or the weekend. A dull moment is never experienced on these babies, because there are no expectations. Only to get out of the house and hometown and go on a crazy adventure! A way for me to relax and get my mind off of life for some moments.

Where is your favorite place to be... Besides the obvie of snuggling up with my fam bam at home, a Coffee shop. Caribou preferably. The aroma and atmosphere is what has me hooked! Life is short. Stay awake for it. Greatest coffee motto ever.

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Who do you consider your biggest role model... I think this one is pretty common to a lot of people. But my parents. They've really taught me about the value and reward of hard work. And they are livin' the American Dream. Love them both to the moon and back!

What does your life look like in 3 years...  If all goes as wished and hoped... I will be graduating from a PA Masters Program (Physician Assistant), my absolute dream job! I don't know where yet, because I have yet to apply and be accepted! But I am working my ass off in the mean time and trying to craft an irresistible application. I also hope that Nyke will be entering the world of sports and preschool education. And yes I will be that mom screaming on the sidelines and cheering my loudest for my little soon to be athlete!

If you could go back and change one decision what would it be?... I wouldn't. I believe that everything happens for a reason and going back to change one little thing could change where I am right now. And I couldn't be happier! It doesn't mean that there haven't ever been any bad decisions made in my lifetime...I am just saying that I am thankful for the lessons I learned by experiencing them and the choices I made afterwards that have shaped me who I am today.

What is your biggest accomplishment in life thus far?... Come on now, that is so easy! Leasing out my first Big Girl Car!! Ha, just kidding. But it is easy... My little guy Nyke. Nothing in this world makes me more proud and happy. He is my whole heart and holds my life in his hands. Everything I do, I do for him, and he makes me a better person just because of it. He is my partner in crime til' the end of time!

Talk about a sentimental link up!

Do you share the same obsession of coffee and amazing role models as I do?

Sending love to the start of a new week!

A million other things...

that I should be doing.

Have I ever told anyone that I am the King of procrastination? It's too true, and I hope no one else suffers from this awful disease as much as I do.

So here's to a million other things that I should be doing as I sit and procrastinate, yet again, with a fun Friday Post...

...Studying. I have an exam today at 4pm in the lovely class of Biochemistry. Did anyone else just cringe as they read that word? Probably why I haven't chose to be studying like any other wannabe PA good disciplined student would be. Did I mention that I, also, haven't been to class since the last test. A+ over here for effort please!

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...Changing a messy diaper. This post may or may not be more important then tending to the stink bomb that is my munchkin bouncing around the living room.

*I think he's trying to tell me something...

...Buying Stamps. Why you ask? Because I haven't sent out thank you cards yet for Nyke's baptism which was, oh, idk, three weeks ago! I have them all written and prettied up, addressed and ready to be sent...but no stamps. Does anybody else run into this problem a lot? I mean who remembers to buy stamps when you are out and about buying more important things like wine and shoes diapers and groceries.

...Laundry. This is never ending. I, and anyone else that has a sh*t ton of clothes or a sh*t ton of babies, would agree with this. The motivation is always there to commence the WWIII of laundry loads, but mid-battle the enemy always searches and destroys. After folding the 100th shirt and your 17 month old (laundry enemy) comes barreling through the living room at 1000 mph and tramples over your hard work, blood, sweat and tears, I always wave the white flag of surrender. I'll just finish this tomorrow.

*the war zone

...Online Shopping. Yes, I did just say that. What better way to deviate from the task save time from traveling mall to mall to find that "gotta have it" sale steal. The gold finds that get you all excited because you saved sooooo much money. And, absolutely, you needed that pair of unnecessary shoes in the 3 different colors it offered. (even though 3 sale pairs equals the price of 1 unsale pair (it's just so worth it still!)) And, because shopping is the stress reliever of all stresses, what better way to do it then at the comforts of your own home. This absolutely is something that I should always be doing.

...Dancing. Since this is more important than studying and laundry combined! It's a workout, and you have a blast. Which is why we should all follow along in the fun that is Yoga Pants Land and dance the rest of the day. Screw responsibilities and priorities. Okay, maybe, I will wait to join in until after my exam. After all, I am paying for that ish. Regardless, we can back that azzzzz up for a couple minutes...I mean, who can't resist the classic Yeah by Usher Raymond. Hello throwback to the awkward middle school dance days.

Cheers to getting sh*t done this weekend! Or not...

Wednesday Confessions

Confessions of a Hump Day.

I confess I sleep in my Parents bed (when they aren't home).
I confess my socks never match. Like ever. Who has time to match socks when there is never even enough time to do laundry in the first place? Waste. Of. Time.

I confess I let my son eat food off of the floor. Only if it is at home though. That makes it so much less worse then, say, a Hospital or Airport.
I confess I tend to be a judgemental person at work. We like to play a little game there called my team your team. It's simple, hot customer = my team...not-so-hot customer = your team. I've come to realize that being a server really turns you into a person that judges more often than not...it comes with the territory.

I confess I really reaaaallly hate loathe despise dislike cats. And everything and anything that have to do with cats. Why? Probs because I am allergic to the fuzz devils. Or probs because their unpredictability scares the sh*t out of me.

I confess that sometimes I don't shower for 3 2 1/2 days. 

I confess if my son has a wet diaper but hasn't gone numero dos yet and he's showing all the signs and motions that he is about to. Like next fifteen minutes about to, I won't change him, because of this reason...

It used to happen every damn time. I mean I am just trying to be environmentally friendly by killing 2 potties with 1 diaper. Like killing 2 birds with 1 stone, really.

I confess I text and drive. Carefully.

I confess (rather complain) that I am going to teach Mother Nature a mother naturin' lesson if Winter doesn't turn to Spring soon. Snow is for Christmas, not Easter.

I confess that i've confessed way too much today.

Regardless, I hope you enjoyed reading my deep secrets. Happy link up!

Care to share your confessions?

Shenanigans.

Minneapolis, how I love thee. Every single time I visit, I never leave disappointed. And last weekend was nothing short of one for the record books.

What. A. Weekend.

Rather, what a Wedding Weekend. To say I had a blasty blast would be too little to explain the fun that was actually had. More like, I had a freaking amazing, ecstatic, jaw-dropping, teammate besties loving, liquor-store hunting, wedding crashing partying, hotel pre-gaming, club going, freaky slow fast jimmy john's 4am ordering (he rode his freaky bike), hung-overing, thrifting helluva good time. That about sums it up.

The Wedding: Gorgeous! A friend/teammate of mine married the man of her dreams and I was lucky enough to be there! Teammate weddings = team reunions. And some crazy shenanigans to go along with it.

The City: Like I said earlier, Minneapolis, my Darlin', your plethora of bars and clubs existing in the downtown area really know how to get and keep the party going. Pour House is worth anyone and every one's time if they want to enjoy themselves. Don't let the name fool you, *pour not poor, they keep it classy. Oh, let's not forget...my ultimate fave... The Gay 90's. You can't tell me this doesn't look fun.

*sorry Broski. 

I mean this place is lined with stripper poles, neon clothes, spandex, flashing lights, whitey tighty wearin gogo dancers, and lip syncing singing drag queens to name a few of the pluses. No judgements are to be made at this place. And again, don't let the name fool you, it welcomes errrrrrbody. No Joke.

Til' we meet again, Minnie. I'm crossing my fingers the same Wedding crew can get together for Round 2 sooner than later.

While the weekend trip was a definite success, what better to top it off than some sweet lovin snuggle time with my main Beau.

Now back to exams and working this week, holler!

Oh, and I hope you like the new design. This place has been a major construction zone the past couple of weeks. Bare with me, please! It'll be worth it in the end, I hope promise!

Oh no, not again.

Oh no is right.

How about oh no not again I am buying not my first but my SECOND replacement phone. Numero three in 18 months...whoops. Not to belittle my favorite Samsung Galaxy SIII, but I don't think any phone can handle the amount of beatings that I Nyke gives it. Who wants to get one of those fancy expensive cases that make the already large phone become even bigger just to protect it from the constant abuse though? My jean pockets can only hold so much.

Anyway, how did this happen you might ask? Well, I was running late for work again, and amidst running inside, my phone flew out of my hand, bounced off the concrete and landed in a puddle. No joke, a puddle. This was the one time this winter that I had actually wished the ground was still covered in snow, so that maybe, just maybe, my phone would have survived the unwanted swimming lesson. But no. Just my luck. Oh did I mention that it was St. Patrick's Day too? Being Irish and all I figured it would be the one day out of the year that I might actually have some luck. Wrong again, Rach.

On a positive note - I have felt as though I have been living on a mini private island. By myself. With no communication with the outside world. Until I open up my new laptop and tab-up every possible social network site my Internet Browser allows. Yay for Google Chrome! Besides that, it has been a nice little vacation not feeling the need to look at my phone every other second.

On a negative note - My phone's functionality was at a minimum last night. It was unable to read my SIM card. Also known as not allowing applications to function properly. My phone thought it was 3:45am when it was 9:00pm. Who even knows what day of the year it thought it was too. Since this happened yesterday night, and I, of course, had to work at 5am this morning, I tried to time the alarm to wake me up at the right time. Talk about a major fail. I woke up on my own, only to run out to the kitchen and see the stove clock blinking 6:47am. My initial thoughts how come no one has called me yet to let me know I am 2 hours late for work... Light bulb. Oh yeah, because my phone decided to hit the lap pool yesterday and is currently out of order! I was for real panicked. And to my luck, yet again, no one else was home for me to use their phone to call in! I had to EMAIL my boss and explain what happened. How unprofessional of me.

Lesson learned? Invest in an alarm clock that exists outside of mi telefono. Duh.

But wait, Oh No happened twice yesterday.

Oh no, not again. My parents left my son unattended in the living room (they were through a doorway and in their room (don't worry my son is never neglected!)) for probably about 5 minutes, while I was at work. In toddler world, this is an eternity to get into all of the sh*t you know you are not supposed to get into. Hallelujah. See, when Bubz is playing on his own, he makes a lot of noise. The second it gets silent, it is because he is getting into something that is an "owie" or a "no no". God Bless little boys for their non-stop curious personalities. Continuing on. After hearing silence while they were cleaning up their bedroom, they walk out to Nyke HEAD TO TOE covered in lotion. Someone (guilty) taught him how to squirt lotion out of the bottle and he decided it would be a great idea to squirt some over his entire body and then rub it all over the new leather couches and ottoman. As soon as he saw my dad he dropped the bottle and took off running. He knew he did something bad. What a stinker! Did I mention that the lotion was purple? No wonder so many different cleaning products exist so that any sort of stain imaginable can be cleaned.

Lesson learned? Either A. Don't leave Bubz unattended for more than a minute or B. Don't leave lotion accessible by a 17 month old. I soooo wish I had a picture to post for this one. But, my phone is broke, remember?

The "I didn't do anything wrong I swear!" look.

Hopefully we can keep the oh no, not agains, to a minimum for the rest of the week/end. I have the pleasure of being able to study for the lovely GRE coming up next Monday. Cheers to me!

over&out,

Rach