I giggle about dumb things

I was scrolling through my blog posts last night on my iphone using the wordpress app. I was trying to find a blog in which I had posted some pictures of my dogs. Instead of actually finding that, I giggled my fool head off at some of the titles of my blogs… It made me wonder what in the world I was thinking when I wrote them. Most of them I couldn’t even tell you what they were about with out opening them and reading them.

Here are a few of my favorite titles… (you don’t really have to go read them, the contents might be completely lame!)

I might use the “f” word a lot in this post, beware. I really do use the f-bomb a few times too many in this one, but trust me, it’s for a good reason.

This one made me question my own sanity… and now that I am looking at it on a real computer, it’s not even an actual real post… it’s just a draft. So I see myself reusing the title in the future…My teeth hurt and it’s only monday. And the words written in the draft could be reused every monday (or tues-friday) of every week of every month of my life!

 All I wanted to do was cook a hamburger. Why did I think anyone would care about my cooking of a hamburger? I doubt it was life changing for anyone to read. Though I know, the guy at the end only reads my blog if his picture is in it.

And it’s that time of year again, so I am sure you will see my obsession for all things Pumpkin come back full force. There is just something about the colors of fall that make me all happy and giddy inside. Last year I over did it. Pumpkin cookies, Pumpkins! and More pumpkins!

Ok, I am off to spend 2 days in Atlanta for work meetings(boo). I can’t wait to have some time this weekend and next week to actually shower in my own shower and sleep in my own bed. Not to mention edit some pictures from Pittsburg and write a more interesting blog!

-m

how ’bout them cowgirls?

I listen to the radio when I drive. Just the plain ol FM radio. I don’t have XM anymore, and never really used it when I did. My car is too old to have fancy plug-ins for my Ipod, and fm transmitters have it in for me, I am sure of it.

Oh wait! I have a cd player. I could play cds… no. no. I can’t.  Currently (and for the past 4+ years) there has been a cd stuck in it. And it’s not even one of my favorite cds… it’s of a former local band, Promise the Ghost. Don’t get me wrong, they are amazing! But I can only listen to the same 4 songs over and over for so many years before I want something different. I think if Turn the Radio Off or Quality Softcore was in there I would be ok. Except, I am not sure what I would do when I sold the car!

So, I listen to the radio. Here in the Ham there isn’t much choice in stations. It’s country, talk radio, talk radio, talk radio, pop, pop, classic rock, or county. Or country. Oh and sometimes there is that one (all of em) station that plays the same 4 songs on a continuous loop all day…

I was heading to go pick up an Otterbox for my new Iphone and  a George Strait song came on. I am normally a big George fan, but his “How ’bout them cowgirls?” song is low on my list of favorites. Today one verse caught my ear:

 Boy, she don’t need you and she don’t need me
She can do just fine on her own two feet
But she wants a man who wants her to be herself
And she’ll never change, don’t know how to hide
Her stubborn will or her fightin’ side
But you treat her right and she’ll love you like no one else

 

I like when lyrics that you have heard a hundred times jump out at you and have new meaning. I am definitely not a cowgirl… but I have to agree with George on this one. I have learned (and have known deep down the whole time) that I can do this shit by myself. I am a big girl and I can handle EVERYTHING life hands me. And handle it well for the most part. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to share this life with someone, but I know I am not giving up the dreams, wants and wishes because someone else doesn’t want me to have those dreams, wants and wishes. It’s not worth giving up so much of me, just to be someone else for somebody.

I am definitely capable of doing fine on my own two feet. I will forever be myself. I won’t change that again for anyone. I had learned that lesson 10+ years ago, but I forgot it along the way.

The stubborn-hard-headed-ness is genetic and unfortunately the government hasn’t found a cure for that yet!

As for the “fightin’ side”… I have found more and more of that in me. I have always been passionate about my friends, family and kiddos… but the older I get the more crazy I am willing to be about them! I have found quite a bit of “feisty bitch” inside recently. She has always been there, but went into hiding for a while. She is fighting to get to the surface, and sometimes I let her.

And finally.. that last line is the truth. It doesn’t really take much to keep me happy (though there might be an ex or 2 that argue that!)

Chocolate, stability, friendship, love, laughs and a man who will buy me shoes!  Ha!

-m

 

 

#69… Upgrade to an iphone…check

Looky what I got!!!
And I used it to post this!

I have decided i invested so much time into getting him to come home with me that my new smart phone is now my new boyfriend… So help me name him!! What do you suggest?

wow that face is horrible!

-m