dolla make me holla honey boo boo

brother

scooter.

i be loving our hot chocolate dates.

thank you for making my tummy warm and full with such deliciousness. 






....and thanks for always paying :)

portlandia

unemployed

i am unemployed.

talk about short lived, right? 

work is out, school is in.

decision made.

ginger pleased.


leggo.

i miss mexico

i remember one of scott's converts telling us how our knees should be like that of a camels. 

callused over. 

why would i ever want callused over knees? 

why would anyone ever want callused over knees?

but.

 if i don't have callused over knees, obviously i'm not recognizing the man upstairs enough.  

the one who gave me everything.

the one who gave me this life because obviously i'm too weak to handle anything else.

anything like mexico.

anything where i'm not surrounded with kids of my same faith, a safe place to figure out who i really am, and to help me mold myself into the person i want to become.

i mean, hello. i have a bed. one i don't have to share with anyone. one that is all mine.

i have outfit after outfit i can wear. and i even have the luxury of wearing different clothes for sleeping, working out, and attending church.

i go to school.

i have a family that loves me. i have a home i can go to no matter what.

i meet in somewhat of an actual church building.

i have a car.. (for now;))

i don't have to worry much about someone breaking into my house at night.

i have a laptop. and a phone. and a camera.

but why?

why was i given all of this?

what did i ever do? and what makes me so weak to still question things when it's all been laid out in front of me so easily with no excuses? 

i wish i could give it all up and run away to mexico and fend for myself, but still be so happy. just like they all are.

but i can't. and let's be honest.. i wont.

so for now, i'll begin to callus over my little ginger knees.

done and done.

sweet disposition

comfortable

realization

today i realized oh so much.

i should finish school. but i'm like, actually going to do it now.
i miss my parents. and little taylor. and errbody else.
tanning = cancer. but i like to be tan... talk about a life dilemma.
i have real friends down here. like real friends that i can share inappropriate jokes with and sing jolene with in my car.
i eat too many cupcakes. i literally ate 3 on katherine's birthday. two today... one yesterday... oopsie...?
chewy spree's make me think of kayci johnson. and then i miss shmayci and chewy sprees.
i l i k e u t a h? 
institute. how have i been missing out on such a thing for the past year of my life?
i have too many pictures in my room.
i'm ready for the zombie apocalypse. thank you walking dead.
i have no idea what to name my two little goldfish. help me.
puppy. i want a puppy. a puppy to come home to and lick my face.
i need to repaint my toes.
i'm obsessed with ellie goulding and it's disgusting. 
don't ask me to dance.
i want to be a nanny in either a warm country, or somewhere where everyone has sexy accents. 
my roommates. my roommates rock. "we rooocck! we rock. we rock on!"


bye.

sickling

cuddling a sick baby all day long can change a girl.

seeing something so little throw up so much makes me want to take all of his baby pain away forever.

it also makes me want to turn myself into a baby making factory and raise a beautiful family of ginger chicklets.

too far?

bye.

fine, i'll marry you

blue ivy carter--glory

adorable.

thanks dad.

employed

as of 15 minutes ago... I AM EMPLOYED!

say hello to the newest employee of "beaches tanning center".

:)

  

finding a job is beyond stressful and nerve racking.

i literally pray while i'm getting ready to drop my application off, before and after i drop it off, before every interview, secretly during every interview, after every interview, and after i get the job.

because HELLO! if i need that much help from the man upstairs you know i'm going to be giving thanks left and right if i'm lucky enough to get the job.

excited.

thankful.

blessed.

loved.

and awesome.. is what i'm feeling right now.

thank you thank you thank you

i love my new apartment.


good night.

eleven women

i always think about this, and it's starting to weird me out because i'm starting to think of it way too much.

eleven women. eleven famous women i would want to have sit in a room to discuss whatever the heck we wanted for a day and why.

#1 easy. beyonce. she's the women of all women. not only did she rock the whole pregnancy thing and delivered a beautiful baby, but she's successful. she's married to jay z. she has the voice of an angel, and she can throw it down at all times. have you seen her dance moves?  she's a goddess and i have a giant lesbian crush on her.

#2 ellen degeneres. she really is a raging lesbian and she's proud of it, and she's a beautiful lesbian. i cannot go a day without watching her talk show, and i secretly dream that one day i'll be on there doing her hidden camera prank. go watch her top ten on letterman. it'll give you another reason to love and idolize her.

#3 sofia vergara. her accent. her face. her everything. that colombian blood. you know she knows what's up, and she doesn't take any bull. give me some of that spice! 

#4 dolly parton. can i be completely honest for a minute? i l o v e 

d o l l y. someone please tell me who else has a voice like her? once upon a time i saw an interview where she talked about her hair. also known as her wig that she keeps on her nightstand so she can just pop it on right when she wakes up. my idol. right there. she's a sassy little southern bell, and i love her.

#5 zooey deschanel. enough said.

#6 brittany murphy. i really wish this little old thang had never died. remember uptown girls? and newly weds? when i was little i kept hoping my voice would be just like hers. but it never did... waaahhh. she's sassy as well. (i love sassy people. its a problem.)

#7 katy perry. she was married to russell brand, and the only women on earth that can pull off cotton candy hair. also she has no fliter on her mouth, like i have no filter on mine. we're probably sisters...

#8 kristen wiig. probably the funniest girl comedian/human being i've ever lived long enough to watch on SNL. let's not even begin to talk about bridesmaids... she's gaaawjuss too. her body is obviously a 10. hair, a ten. everything about her a ten. she would be a valuable asset to such an idea of ten women. 

#9 cady groves. this little firecracker is another southern bell i fantasize about and it's obsessively creepy. her music. her lyrics. they're all genius. i'm pretty sure she's stalked me for the past 19 and a half years of my life and wrote each and every one of her songs about me. 

#10  betty white. need i say more? the lady is 89 years old and she's still got it. her perverted humor and wittiness makes me want to be 89 years old with her. she's the definition of perfection.

#11 melissa mccarthy. she's right up there with ms.wiig. flawless and hilarious. she is one, or all... of my favorite things. i wish i could ask her about love, driving skills, and how to cook a casserole. 

someone give me a room, all these women, and some HVR.

that is all.

say hello to my idol

...i want that huuurrr

2012

...so i guess it's time to get back to blogging... wah. wah. waaahhh.

this year i'm going to take a different approach.

i'm going to keep it short and s w e e t. 

more music, more pictures, and more random babbles from my ginger mouth.

cause lets be honest, i'm sucking at this whole deep blog posts thing and i'm feeling far too creative for me own human being.

done and done.