Allegedly, it's story time.

In a far away, long ago kingdom, Cinderella allegedly is living happily with her mother and father until her mother, allegedly, dies. Cinderella's father, allegedly, remarries a cold, cruel woman who allegedly, has two daughters, Drizella and Anastasia. When the father allegedly dies, Cinderella's wicked stepmother allegedly turns her into a virtual servant in her own house. Meanwhile, across town in the castle, the King allegedly determines that his son the Prince should find a suitable bride and provide him with a required number of alleged grandchildren. So the King allegedly invites every eligible maiden in the kingdom to a, allegedly, fancy dress ball, where his son will allegedly, choose his bride. Cinderella, allegedly, has no suitable party dress for a ball, but her friends the, alleged, mice, led allegedly by Jaques and Gus, and the birds lend a hand in allegedly making her one, a dress the evil stepsisters allegedly tear apart on the evening of the alleged ball. At this point, allegedly, enter a Fairy Godmother, a pumpkin carriage, a royal ball, the stroke of midnight, a glass slipper, and the rest, as they say, is allegedly a fairy tale history.

the end, allegedly.

i love the word allegedly, allegedly.
Have a nice day. 


i remember...

This is just a short post about things that i remember.

I remember when...

- i could cut watermelon however i wanted.

- birthday parties had cone hats, a couple streamers and a "the party is here" sign on the front door, that's it.

- my food could be photographed unstyled.

- a duck face, was just a ducks face.

- pictures of people included their heads too.

- lunches were brown bags with peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

- Pinterest didn't exist.

the end. :)
those were the good ol' days. 


saturday recap

I'm sitting here swigging some water out of the super cool cup, i just threw on some balance doterra oils and enjoying the quietness of this 8 o'clock hour. 

I've survived some of the craziest weeks of my life, so far. 

Super Saturday was this past saturday the 6th

i have never been more excited for something to be over with in my life!! 

I was feeling a little bit of this...

and this....

and that...

and that night i wanted to party like it was the year 2000
but i was pretty much this, for the rest of the day.

it was so much fun to plan and get everything ready and have everyone there hanging out and crafting their little hearts out, but holy smokes was i tired.

It was amazing the things i was able to start focusing on and think about after everything was over. Chris is really excited to have me back and it feels good to have me back too.

Cheers to a successful super saturday craft day and double cheers to it being over. 

Drinks all around.


10 things

Nope this is not going to be a post about 10 Things I Hate About You. The movie not actually hating you. calm down. phew!

This is something completely random and what i think about on a daily basis. Welcome to my mind. Its a scary place, enter at your own risk.

may i present...

Prince Hans of the southern...

wait what? 

Delete this crap! CRAP DELETED!


you guys this is my first world problem. sometimes my back just itches so bad its madness!
these things i have found to be highly effective and thought i'd share my amazing knowledge from my advanced scientific research. 

1. fork-i think this is a given. just remember: don't put it back in the drawer.
2. butter knife- especially the ones that have really good teeth on them. moved side to side, not a sawing killer slasher move. no thanks. 
3. pair of scissors- this one can be tricky but works wonders
4. screwdriver- i prefer the phillips head variety for this task, but im flexible.
5. brush- but don't use it if its got tons of hair still in it, kind of defeats the purpose and causes more itchiness. trust me on that one. 
6. comb- same idea as the butter knife, but be careful of combs purchased from the dollar store, holy smokes some of those are like razor blades!
7. pencil or pen- i prefer a pen with a cap, the little clippy thing on it works pretty good. beware of using a newly sharpened pencil those tips can be temperamental and break and get stuck in your skin. ouchies
8. long nail file- just don't use it for too long, it'll file the skin right off your back. 
9. barbie- if you get the hands positioned in just the right spot. perfection
10. clothes hanger- these can be awkward and sometimes difficult to use, but when you are in a time of turmoil, they can be just what you need. 

That my friends is my expert, tried and tested, list of the top 10 things to use when you have an itch you can't scratch. 

Happy scratching! 

Please, feel free to share my wisdom with those who may be suffering. 


Unto others

I am supposed to be writing a talk right now, but i have way to many thoughts jumping around that i need to get out of my brain. So i'm starting here.

Where do i even begin. I have so many things going on right now that take up my time that i feel like i have nothing to do all at. Its weird, i know and doesn't make any sense whatsoever but that's how my brain is functioning at the moment. absolute zero. i get distracted easily and its hard to get back to what i need to be doing.

The main thing that has been on my mind a lot lately is how people treat each other. There have been many things that I've seen and heard that just make me want to slap people with a delicious sea bass. Knock some common sense in to them.

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

Its simple, spelled out very clearly, and easy to follow. How you treat others is a reflection of how you'd like to be treated. You can't expect someone to be kind to you when you don't give them the same courtesy and respect.

I'm an honest person, and honestly, i don't like everyone i meet right away. there i said it, its out there, i can't take it back and that's okay. I'm human, i have attitude just like everyone else, but something I've learned that has made my life drama free is how i react to those people. We may not be become best friends forever, besties or whatever (not everyone needs to be) but, I give everyone i meet a chance, i try.

I feel like people aren't given a chance so show others what they got.  I don't usually make a great first impression. I can sometimes (depending on the circumstances of meeting) come off as abrasive and harsh, i'm an extremely sarcastic person so i may seem rude, or mean, or a just a complete nut case, and i am so unbelievably grateful that people have given me more chances to show them what i got.   

What if i was the last straw to this persons already difficult life because i didn't have time to chat for a couple minutes?  What if this person just needed a friendly smile as an answer to a prayer? What if i could have changed someones life by just being there when they needed someone to listen? What if?! 

Its a terrible way to live, if you're constantly thinking 'what if'? 

I am no way a perfect person, not even a smidgen of me is perfect and that's okay, because i have friends and family that let me know that its okay, that they accept me for who i am and they can look past all my flaws and weirdness.  I want to be respected, i want people to like me, i want friends and family to laugh with and have fun with.  I know that the only way that i am going to get what i want, is to give, what i want, to someone else. 

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. 

I am no writer and I have trouble getting my thoughts to be coherent, it's not a gift i posses. This post is sloppy and spastic but its what i feel. I just want to see more love for others and i pray everyday that somehow i can help someone feel love, respect, and self worth.  The world can be harsh and sucky, and we shouldn't be adding to that. i feel like a hippie spreading the love, but i totally believe in it. 

Thanks for reading my thoughts. I feel much better now that they are written and out there.

Spread the love, man.
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