Who is the Susie in Your Life?

Come with me to a third grade classroom..... 
There is a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has happened.
It's never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it. When the girls find out, they'll never speak to him again as long as he

The boy
 believes his heart is going to stop; he puts his
 head down and prays this prayer, 'Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I'm dead meat.'
He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in her eyes that says he has been
 discovered. As the teacher is walking toward him, a class mate
 named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water
 in the boy's

The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself, 'Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!' Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out.  All the other
 children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful.   
But as life would have it, the ridicule that
 should have been his has been transferred to someone else -  Susie. She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. You've done enough, you klutz!' Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy walks over to Susie and whispers, 'You did that on purpose, didn't you?' Susie whispers back, 'I wet my pants once too.'


This story really makes me stop and think who the Susie is in my own life. I can name many of them. It's those few who would do anything for me and those who have my back at any given moment no matter what the situation or circumstances may be. It's those people who do favors and never expect or ask for anything in return. It's the genuine ones that truly do care, and show it. 

I'm so grateful for those people in my life. Life isn't always easy and the good and bad times will always come around but with people like this in my life I realize that I'm fine and I have everything I could ever need.  


Happies & Crappies April Style

Let's get the crappies out of the way first 

- There's only one more week till finals 

- I haven't been feeling the best this week. It's like my body can't decide if it wants to get sick or not, therefore it switches every day. I wish I'd just get it out of my system already. 

- Things have been super weird around my house. Ever feel like somethings up but you don't know exactly what it is and people just tip toe around? Yeah, I don't like it. 

- I'm scared out of my wits about my stats final and what my final grade will be. 

- My cousin Jake left, he'll be gone two years. I bawled like a baby when I said goodbye to him. 

this means our crazy antics are currently on hold. 

- It's been freezing again this week. Like break out the winter coat again cold. My toes have been frozen for a good two days.

 - My sister lives 633 miles away. I'm missing her. 

Now the good part, the happies!

- Finals will be over in less than two weeks.

- My sister let me borrow her Friends complete series box, which means I know what's on my agenda after finals! 

- In two weeks I'm going to the happiest place on earth with mi familia. I'm super stoked!

- My mom and I have been planning my new set up for my new place. I'm excited! It's the perfect size for me, has huge windows which equals lots of natural light, and a kitchen that is to die for. I can't wait to show you guys! 

- My friend gets married in one week. I'm super excited for her! I'm lucky enough to be a bridesmaid and she wants me to put together her center pieces and be in charge of the overall set up. I'm flattered she trusts me and thinks I'm creative enough to do such a task. It will be a busy day but I'm so looking forward to it! 

Hope you lovelies have an awesome weekend! 


Navy SEALS & Rock N' Roll

This all started back in December. I was recruited. 

No, not by the Navy. That day will never come. 
But by my uncle. 
He's a super cool guy and teaches at a local college on the weekends. One of his classes is guitar making. They make the guitars from start to finish. One of his students is in the Navy and had a really intricate carving on his guitar. He was currently serving and so my uncle asked me if I would paint it. After I got over the shock that he thought I had enough skill to do this, I said yes. He brought it over right before fall semester ended. I'd have plenty of time to paint it over Christmas break. 

I worked on it quite a lot during the break and the nights when I was at my parents by myself.  My work station looked a little like this... soda, water, paper towels, plenty of tiny paint brushes, tooth picks, paint, one computer with the picture (to get the colors correct) and another with Home Alone playing. Because if you know me at all I watch Home Alone way too much anyways and in December the numbers triple. 

This was the first real "progress" picture I took. I have a picture of it before I even started but for the life of me I can't find it. I must have lost it along with my studying for finals skills. 

Don't mind my very unappealing short and fat hand. This is just to show you how small the carving really was and what I was working with. 

This is another progress picture. I was initially going to do progress posts but I just figured I'd forget and would rather be able to show you start to finish in one day. 

The below picture is the final product. Now before I make myself look all amazing for getting this done, I must explain one thing. It took much longer than just Christmas break. Not because I was spending hours hovering over the guitar but because Kylie here has a smidge of ADD. I get so distracted and involved in other things that basically if it's not done within a certain amount of time you might not ever see it finished. If you look around my house, you'd find a whole lot of unfinished projects. Like that Wooden carrot, my frankenstein and witch decorations, my snowman decorations,bracelets, a sewing project from easily 4 years ago... you get the idea. If I didn't knock my kitchen table and chairs out in two days, I'd still probably be eating on the floor. 
Anyways I really didn't finish the guitar until mid to end February. Pathetic and embarrassing, I know. but alas it's finished. 

It's a good thing 
A) that this guy was going to be gone for a few months and wouldn't be needing the guitar right away and 
B) That my uncle is super patient and laid back

or it might have turned out a little more like this...

This is the final product once the guitar was completely varnished and everything was put together in a proper guitaresque way. 

My brother and I had many debates over this said guitar. He said the engraving was on the back because that's how the guitar should face. Me and the majority of other people (i.e. my mom, dad, sister, Garrett's friends, etc) said no. The guy who built it must be a lefty and made it for how he played. Well, we talked to my uncle about it and nope... my brother was totally right. 
The engraving is indeed on the back. 

I think it turned out pretty great if I may say so myself. I just hope that the guy, whoever he is, will enjoy it as well. It still makes me nervous to think about doing anything like this on anyone else's personal belongings. So nerve racking. 


And Then. . .

I told myself it was okay to have a diet coke and convinced myself I could still fall asleep at a decent hour...
and then reality slapped me in the face.

I told myself I was fine and have weeks until finals...
and then reality slapped me in the face.
And then I was like . . .

I decided I really need to quit drinking soda and eating candy completely...
and then reality slapped me in the face. 

I thought it was spring and started wearing my sandals... 
and then reality slapped me in the face.

I thought it would be easy to learn to keep my mouth shut...
and then reality slapped me in the face. 

I told myself I'd stop changing my blog design...
and then reality slapped me in the face. 

I told myself that Splash was going to be the stupidest show ever...
and then reality slapped me in the face.

Ladies and Gents.... David Boudia. (jaw drop)

I convinced myself that the bright pink lipstick I bought wasn't going to be that bright...
and then reality slapped me in the face. 


It's Okay

It's okay . . .

... that to me, it is never too early for a Diet Coke. 

... to decide to be anorexic and then less than two hours later go to Cafe Rio and enjoy a huge delicious meal. (before ya'll freak out I would never become anorexic. It was more of an I'm so discouraged pitty party.)

... to take a ten minute pinterest break after every five minutes of studying.

... to feel a smidge bad after the above statement

... that I wish there were a new episode of Dance Moms on every day

... to think reeses taste better in an egg shape

... to leave class early because you teach yourself more than your teacher does

... that I have a new love for lipstick even though I'm super self conscious about wearing it

... that I am only now discovering and loving the show Saved By The Bell

... to get really excited about a new workout --- and then not do it.

... to want to go drive around just to listen to your music

... that my outfit today is a mix of spring, summer, and fall

... that I am seriously missing one of my old friends from elementary

... that I keep lying to myself that I still have weeks until finals

... that I'm convinced I'm a better blonde than brunette but inevitably I will make it darker sooner or later. Someone stop me.  

Happy Thursday! 


In the Name of Baby

I wrote this post last night. I was wide awake and I didn't even have a diet coke that day. I stayed up listening to country music (I'm going through this country music phase. Old and new. I don't know what came over me. Oh yeah... Blake Shelton, Kenny Chesney, Luke Brian, Hunter Hayes, Dierks Bentley. That explains it.) and enjoying blogland where I've been AWOL. That's okay, my school committee thinks I'm non existent. Apparently I wasn't there as much as I thought I was. Anyways, assuming I fell asleep by midnight or more likely 1AM that's 4.5 hours of sleep. I'm seeing a nap in my future. 

Anywhoo.. oh yeah! The baby! 

My adorable cousin is pregnant and we were lucky enough to throw her a shower. I think it turned out really cute. 
Can you say cowboy theme!? 

We had name tags with "cowboy" names just for fun. 

I was High-noon Hank. Earlier that day I was at a planning meeting and we decided to meet at "high-noon" the next day for the activity, kid you not, that's what they really said. With that I couldn't turn down this name. I find it hilarious for some reason. 

The decorations turned out really cute. 
We had all things western. Hats, handkerchiefs, buckets with daisies, bottled soda, mason jars, candy sticks, beef jerky, barb wire garland, licorice, paper straws, trail mix, and pie. 

The favors were mason jars with salt water taffy in them. 

Anyways, onward to my favorite part. 
I'm so vain. . . 
I loved what I gave her. 

Bow ties that attach to onesies. I made all of them and I must say they look mighty fine. If I had a baby, he'd be looking dapper as all get out.

 Then this happened. 

My brother said it was disturbing. The rest of us found it hilarious. Okay maybe this picture is a little freakish. I guess you had to be there. We almost went through the SconeCutter drive through with them. Almost. 

Anybody have a baby I can borrow?