Kryptonite

Everyone has a weakness. Mine is definitely chocolate. OR. Boys who are total jerks. I blame all those people who told me if a boy was mean to you that means he likes you... What the heck kind of logic is that?

But really, think about it. "super" Mario can bust through walls and jump up flag poles, but he dies if he touches a turtle. Superman is powerless at the hands of kryptonite. Martha Stewart can make a christmas goose like nobody's business and set it on the most gorgeous table you ever saw, but look what happened when they tempted her to cheat the stock market? MONEYYY is her weakness.

So say it takes you 3 tries to climb to the top of the rock wall(lexa problems), that's okay! Cause people like you. (Mostly.)
And your brother hates you for a stupid reason? Ya win some ya lose some.
You don't know who the Dalai lama is? It's fine. Move on. [ps, no one tell my roommate that I can't even spell it right the first time.]
My point is that you can't be good at everything. It's silly to throw a ton of stuff on your plate and expect to excel in it all. it's tempting to do it, I know. And you can be really good at a lot of things! But don't let it ruin you if it's not what you expected. Choose your battles. :)

The little things

I love holidays. Every time one comes I'm like this is my 2nd favorite holiday! Christmas is obviously my all-time fav, but the others get to take turns. Anyways, I love Thanksgiving for lots of reasons, mainly food and family. Today is the obligatory thanksgiving post.

I am thankful for:

1. My boys. They're brats but I know they're on my team. 

2. My parents. All of them. I am who I am thanks to their selflessness.

3. The rest of my family. Not to group everyone together, but I'm the best person I am when I'm with you all. The pride and love you all have for me is something I could never thank you enough for.

4. Friends who can make me so very happy without effort. You know who you are. :)

5. The opportunities I've been given in the last year and a half. Not to get all spiritual but I'm not a huge believer in luck. I am a very happy and blessed girl, thanks to the big guy upstairs.

Now, for a little story! My mom is the youngest of seven, and her older brother -and my godfather- Dan passed away when I was ten. Shortly after, our little prince was born and inherited his name. Soooo many years ago he decided that we should go bowling after thanksgiving dinner, for whatever reason. So we all went, and then we just never stopped. It was and is such a fun way for us to relax, talk, spend even more time together and be thankful for each other. It's something we all look forward to every year! Uncle Dan, your turkeys miss you and are thankful you left us this!

Moral of the story is to love and be thankful for the people around you. Enjoy your families, your food, your football, and this life, because though it has its ups and downs-- It is an exceptional one. Happy Thanksgiving!

Makeover time!

Hello my favorite people! I hope you're all enjoying our new look... because I'm in love. In the spirit of our new theme, this week we'll be talking about do-overs. I'm not one for regrets. I try not to have them, but sometimes you just wish you could have a do-over.

BAD FASHION. If I could have a do-over I would never have colored my hair and let it fade to this disgusting burnt orange color. I would have never worn that borrowed dress to Rocky's homecoming sophomore year (no offense to the girl I borrowed it from, you looked awesome in it... I looked like a sad fish). I would have not worn all those horrible striped polo shirts in 7th grade and I would have had someone teach me how to properly straighten my hair sooner.

I would not be so obsessed with boys at a young age (you guys should read my diaries from when I was like 9...They are a sad embarrassing version of this blog). I would stay away from the cute blonde ones because later in life they were so not worth it. I would realize the issues in my first real boyfriend being nothing like me--don't get me wrong, he was an awesome boyfriend, but I spent way too much time worrying about a guy who would be at such a radically different place in life 5 years later. I would stay away from that greasy SO NOT WORTH IT specimen that I all but flipped for junior year. Ew. I would have more fun in high school and think about the future later.

In retrospect though, I've made it a huge point to learn from my experiences. Every striped polo and disrespectful teenage boy taught me something new about myself and who I want to be. Mostly, how I want to be treated. If you want to wear the striped polo and it makes you happy, just do it. Deal with it later. It will only make you a better person. Happy Monday! Look for my super exciting thanksgiving post next week :)

I can't wait for tomorrow to be over.

I feel like this girl.
Look, I get it. People have sacrificed everything so that I can vote. I wonder if I can still write in Regina George...
I'm not going to get into politics because it's not my style. Instead I'm going to list other people I wish were candidates.

1. Michelle Obama. I'd vote for her.
2. Ellen Degeneres. We would be the FUNNIEST country in the world, hands freakin down.
3. Coach Paul Rhodes. I'd like to be SO PROUD to be an American again.
4. My cousin Anna's little boy Vinny. I can't even imagine what his first act as President would be... feed all the people probably.
5. Jenna Marbles. No need to explain.
6. Jay-Z. I mean yes he is a huge democratic advocate BUT. He obviously knows how to deal with his problems.
7. Tom Brady. I'd watch every single State of the Union address.
8. Kelly Gifford. For those of you who don't know Kelly Gifford, I feel bad.
9.  Our dog, Guinness. He's so chill.
10. Elvis. Maybe he'd hook this country up with some sparkle.


Okay I seriously still don't know who I'm voting for but I feel like I have to vote. Otherwise I'll be pissed when we get taken over by China cause we let some ridiculously dumb dude run the country. Merica.