Tis the season...to smoosh?

Here we are again.  We find ourselves at the end of another year in the midst of the winter months with temperatures starting to drop.  Apparently this also means couples find themselves spending more nights staying in making whoopee.  According to an article I stumbled across, Holiday sex: Christmas season is peak for mating reports condom sales reach their highest peak right before New Year's Eve.  I find this interesting and ironic because in addition to the sales peak seen around the holidays, there is also a peak in U.S. births in September.  You do the math...9 months gestation means lots of bitty babes are popping out after the cold winter months of knocking boots.  Way to go for attempting to use protection, but along with the mixture of alcohol, holiday parties and cold weather seen around the holidays, there still seems to be some "oppsies" occurring.  As I waited at Walgreen's to fill my prescriptions tonight, I couldn't help but notice and chuckle at the fact almost the entire selection of condoms were on sale for 50% off.  I suggest all you love birds out there head to Walgreen's right this second and stock up before they're sold out so you don't have an "oopsie" in September.  Even at full price, condoms are WAY cheaper than raising a baby for 18 years. 

As for me, that's all you get for a few days.  It's finally my LAST week of school and then I have an entire month off to entertain you with my wacky thoughts.  Don't worry...I have some silly blogs coming up I hope will make you giggle!!  Finally, in light of everything that has been posted over the last week, thank you all for you continued love and support! 

-Stay Sassy, xo    


Happy Thanksgiving to All!

Turkey Day is finally here!  To most Americans that means a day with family eating hoards and hoards of turkey, stuffing, mashers, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, cranberry sauce and of course pumpkin pie.  Today I am prepared.  I have chosen to wear leggings and a puffer vest for two practical reasons.  One, I don't have to worry about jeans cutting off my circulation at my waist, loosening my belt or unbuttoning my pants.  And secondly, big puffer vest will cover my exploding belly that is soon to begin growing with a food baby.  It will be a day of food, family, wine...and of course falling asleep watching football.

Growing up we were taught about the Pilgrims and the first Thanksgiving harvest with the Native Americans at Plymouth Rock.  We were also taught to reflect on our lives and be thankful for the life we've been given. So, as I was taught in pre-school or kindergarten, I will continue the tradition.

First and for most, I am thankful for my wonderful family.  I am thankful we are able to travel from St. Louis, Dallas and Kansas City to spend the holiday together here in Pittsburg.  I am thankful for the love and support my family has always given me throughout some of the hardest times in my life.  I have truly been blessed with a loving and caring family (including my fabulous dog, Marley).  

Secondly, I am so very thankful for my FABULOUS FRIENDS!  I have the most amazing group of girlfriends a girl could ask for.  I love each and every one of you dearly!  I am so blessed to still be in touch with some of my oldest friends from elementary school through high school.  You girls keep me grounded and have truly shown me the meaning of friendship.  I have the hottest college Jayhawk babes who brighten my life more and more each and every time we get together.  I only wish we could be together more often.  I am also so thankful for my fabulous group of friends, male and female, in Kansas City.  It is you who keeps me coming back to KC and makes me miss KC so much!  Finally, I am extremely thankful for the future PAs of America I have grown to love in STL.  My girls in St. Louis have kept me sane.  Most people know how much I hate STL and I couldn't have survived this long without the love and support of my fabulous friends whom I've become very close to throughout PA School.  P.S. My PA Boys - I love you too....in a friendly way...you know who you are.

Next, I am thankful for YOU....yes, YOU...reading this right now!  I couldn't be happier or more thankful so many of you have supported me and my blog.  I thank you for continuing to read my posts and praise me.  I cannot tell you how much I LOVE making people laugh and smile.  When someone sends me a message saying I made their day or helped them sort through emotions, my heart sinks and smiles.  I hope I can continue to bring happiness in to each and every one of your lives.  

Finally, I am thankful God has blessed me with a warm home, a happy heart, food, faith and hope.  I am so grateful for all I've been able to do in my life including traveling the world, getting a top notch education and pursuing my love for medicine.  It has long been my passion to help others and I am so thankful in a little over a year I will FINALLY be able to pursue my career...and actually get paid (after I pay off all my school loans of course)!!!

There are so many other things I am truly thankful for, but I've got a turkey to tend to and I'd rather not bore you to death.  I hope you all have a blessed holiday and are able to spend it with family and friends.  Don't forget to take a moment to reflect on your life and give thanks!!  If you feel like, let me know what you're thankful for...I'd love to hear from you!  

-Stay Sassy, xo

Good luck to all of you taking on
Black Friday tomorrow!!!



"Only PWT [Poor White Trash] talks like trash and acts like trash and thus is trash." - L.F.T

Disclaimer:  Before reading this post, please acknowledge the blog and comments made in regards to my blog contain explicit language and content and is not a relfection of me and/or my blog. -xo

When I first started this blog a few weeks ago I knew without a doubt there would probably eventually be topics that I would discuss that would be controversial.  Part of being a "blogger" is being able to handle it when someone doesn't agree with your views, beliefs and/or opinions.  BUT...I did not expect to be called what I personally consider the most horrible name you can call a female.  C U Next Tuesday.  After my last post, True Life: I'm obsessed with undies I received one of the most degrading comments possible. Not only was this comment disgusting, but the person (which by the way I have A VERY GOOD idea who it is considering my list of enemies is quite short) did so behind an Anonymous post.  I clearly have already deleted the post, but for all intensive purposes it read, 
"What a slut for real showing your panties to the world just shows your [sic] a desperate cunt."
This brings me to todays topic.  Girls are bitches.  We know this.  Girls can be mean, vindictive, deceitful and just plain horrible - clearly demonstrated by the above comment.  But there is a difference between a classy bitch and a pathetically disgusting mean girl.  I am not perfect.  I know I can be a bitch, but I have never, nor would I ever call someone such horrible names.  Secondly, if I have something to say, you'll know it.  I'm not the type of pathetic person to hide behind an anonymous post.  This person who is continually harassing me via an anonymous name is what I like to call a PWT, pathetically disgusting mean girl.  If you think you're such a bad ass and have reasons to make horrific accusations towards me, you should grow some balls and say them to my face.  Behind an anonymous posting only proves how pathetic and trashy you are.  Speaking of...I just received another highly inappropriate and unacceptable comment as I was writing this blog...  
"What couldnt [sic] handle being called a slut you know you are you fucking cunt your [sic] a fucking worthless bitch" 
I don't care who you are, (you clearly didn't pass second grade English considering your typos are pathetic) you have no right to call a person such horrible names...period.  Nonetheless, anonymously.  If you don't have the guts to say it to my face or post your true name, then keep your thoughts to yourself.  If you don't like me or my blog...DON'T VISIT IT.  Simple as that.  You can continue to post comments and attack my personal character...that's fine...but they will be deleted immediately.  I don't have time in my life for trashy, immature people...thus the reason I probably eliminated you from my life as it is. 

I love it when people comment, but please leave your comments PG.  I believe in freedom of speech - clearly - but internet bullying is not okay and I will not allow someone to continually attack me personally.  Finally, a big thank you to those who have continually supported me, my posts and encouraged me to continue doing what I'm doing.  As always, my goal is to make you smile, laugh...and in some instances, reflect on your life and cry happy or sad tears.  I've personally received overwhelming positive responses and I will not let the immaturity of one person bring me down.  

-Stay Sassy, xo



True Life: I'm obsessed with undies

Fifty.  Yes that's right...five-oh.  And yes I counted.  That's not even including what was in the wash or the dirty clothes the morning I decided to count them all.  I think it's safe to say that I have a slight obsession with undies. Mom, before you freak out and think I just went on a shopping spree and bought ten new pairs of undies at Vickie's...I'll let you know...I haven't.  I just find it hard to get rid of underwear.  Needless to say, they really aren't the type of thing that you can donate to Goodwill, nor can you sell them in a garage sale.  Well, I guess technically you could, but that's just plain sick.  So basically, when you determine it's time to get rid of a pair...whatever your strategy may be...you have to toss them in the trash...and that's like throwing money away!

I did the math...I could survive for more than
two months on my undies collection.
Photo courtesy of www.victoriassecret.com
In my defense, underwear are clearly a necessity.  Not only do you practically need a pair every day, but you also have to take in to consideration what your outfit is.  Every girl has a wide variety of undergarments.  Not only do we have cheekies (my personal fave), boy shorts, thongs, hip huggers, and the plain 'ol bikini...we also have to have them in various colors as to not show through certain outfits.  I love sexy little things and Vickie's clearly knows I'm a sucker for their "sexy steals."  You know you can't just pick up one pair when they ALWAYS have the 3/$30 or 5/$25 staring at you in the face.  And it's not hard for anyone to find 3 patterns to love.  Plus, you can't deny the way a sexy pair of underwear has the potential to make you feel.  Even though no one should be able to see them (see below), just personally knowing what you have on underneath is fun.

I clearly love undies...and I'm sure there's someone out there who is more fashionable underneath their clothes than I am.  Props.  BUT I don't love undies enough to let everyone know I have them on...I cannot stand underwear lines.  Specifically with leggings and spandex.  Ladies...seriously.  Even if you think you're doing justice by wearing a thong...if I can still see your thong line, I gag...no matter how skinny you think your ass is or it actually is.  Even more annoying...when girls wear spandex to work out in with underwear.  I just don't get it.  Spandex is already drawing attention to that area...and then you have to accentuate it with nasty underwear lines?  Most athletic pants come with built in protection...you don't need to double wrap it.  If you want to wear underwear, that's great.  But save us the double bubble ass cheeks and leave your spandex at home.

-Stay Sassy, xo


Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This boot is named after me....it's called the Melissa Button and I don't think this is just a coincidence.  I think it was made for me specifically and therefore you should deliver it to me December 25 in a size 9.
Don't worry, if those aren't your fave, even though they're named after me...you can bring me any of these and I'll be just as happy.  
I told you I'm really loving boots right now and I hope to find a pair under the tree!
Oh...and Santa...since I'm old enough to know how this works, could you please pass this info on to my mommy?
They can be found at endless.com (a website that I just found and am in total lust with).
Love always.

-Stay Sassy, xo


You're not a whore if it's for charity

I'm not sure how many of you have heard of the newest cancer awareness fad...but if you haven't, I'll let you know that I'm totally in to it.  For several years we have been raising breast cancer awareness left and right...don't get me wrong, I totally support it and have raised my fair share of money for the cause.  Boobs feed babies.  But with the male stigma of doctors and doctor's offices, I think it is fabulous men are finally jumping on the band wagon and promoting cancer awareness.

Prostate cancer is the second leading cause of cancer death in men.  It may also be a normal pathologic process of aging and it's estimated that 80% of men have prostate cancer at death.  Even so, prostate cancer should not be overlooked because there is always a chance of metastasis (when the cancer spreads to other organs and lymph nodes in the body).  In 2010, it is estimated that there will be almost 218,000 new cases of prostate cancer and over 32,000 deaths.

Several friends of mine in Kansas City are standing up to prostate cancer and raising awareness through Movember (the month formally known as November).  Check out some of their growths here...

Kevin W.
May or may not be real...you decide...
Either way it's still sick (as in totally hot)
Jason M.
Ben M.
Not only are these guys Mo'Bros, but they're also raising money to support Prostate Cancer Awareness.  Check out their Team Page and donate to their cause.  So far they've raised over $2,000 as a team.  Way to go guys!  You definitely deserve to celebrate November 18 (see below).

Another reason Movember is so awesome...November 18 has been declared, "Have sex with a guy with a mustache day" in support of the Movember movement.  Check it out if you don't believe me.  And as the article says..."you're not a whore if it's for charity."

Ladies...don't worry...if you don't have a mustached male (much like myself) you can still support the cause by being a Mo'Sista.  Not only can you donate, but you can also support the men by using Picknik and adding a mustache to your profile pic.

-Stay Sassy, xo



Comb overs are NOT cool...
Not even on Donald Trump...(aka the front comb)
Are you trying to be a cyclops?!  I just don't get it...
Tina's upset because 1980 just called and asked for the comb over back...she's so confused!
Please stop...it's not cute or sexy....I'm not even sure it's acceptable at an Ugly Christmas Sweater Party when you're trying to look stupid...Actually, it's totally acceptable because it's FUNNY...but when you're seriously trying to pull this look off, I can't help but laugh.  Tony, only YOU can make the comb over look good.
P.S. Ladies...I can hook you up with this hottie!  Just let me know! :)


-Stay Sassy, xo


Things I'm Loving Right Now...

Considering I have two midterms on Thursday and I've hardly studied for either, I have to make this short and sweet.  I've decided to share a few things that I'm totally in to right now.  I cannot take full credit.  I got the idea from my fellow friend and blogger Heather (Check out Heather's blog here) and decided to do a spin on it.  Today, the Things I'm Loving Right Now... are going to be geared more towards my female followers, although guys I encourage you to give me your opinion too because I always am interested in what guys think of the latest fashions.

This weekend I spent my Saturday hanging out with a couple of my girlfriends from my PA class.  Renice and I headed out to West County Mall and I'd like to share with you what I found.  Normally I cannot stand it when someone goes out and buys the exact same thing I do...but these things are too good to resist!  The final thing is something I'm hoping to find under the tree...

I have plenty more Things I'm Loving Right Now, but I have to save them for a day when I have more time to write.  You can enlarge the images by clicking on them to get a better look.

I am absolutely in love with this jacket.  I decided to get it because I felt like I didn't have a casual jacket.  My jackets went from fleece to pea coat with no in between.  That's why I love this jacket.  It's warm, cute and can be worn with jeans or dress clothes.  Plus, how can you beat $33.90?!  According to the Nordstrom website (click on link above on the jacket title to go to page), it's available in more colors than I realized if you want to order it.  In the store these colors were available: navy, black, grey, green, blue, red and off-white.  I have to give credit where credit is due and I must admit that Renice had the jacket first....and I'm thankful she was okay with me also buying it...because as I mentioned...I'm in love.  Also, can't forget to mention that it has a removable hood depending on your mood.  I suggest you get to your nearest Nordstrom Department Store (B.P. Department) and make the $33.90 purchase before they're gone!!

2. Carole Rose Earrings
Also available at Nordstrom's - I'm in love with this precious and feminine rose earrings.  I bought them Saturday and wore them toady.  In the store they came in gold and silver.  I went with silver.  If you have sensitive ears, these are probably not for you, considering they cost a whopping $6.00.  Yes that's right...SIX DOLLARS...So if you lose one after a few Jack Daniels cocktails on the weekend, you don't have to feel bad...they were only $6.00!!  You can find these in the B.P. department at Nordie's as well or click on the title to take you to the online store.  I'm loving it! 

3. Slouched Cowgirl Boots

The final thing I am in love with right now are boots.  I love boots.  Ankle boots, mid calf boots, knee boots, thigh boots, riding boots...you name it.  Being able to wear boots this fall has made me happy.  I'm hoping to find a pair of slouched cowgirl boots that look like the pair here that do not cost $350 like an authentic pair (I could care less about authenticity).  Because I live in the Midwest, you can never go wrong with a good pair of cowboy boots.  Plus, considering I'm thinking about moving to Dallas, it's only appropriate.  I've only worn them a couple times this year - thanks to Renice letting me borrow hers - and I've loved wearing them.  There's just something about wearing skinnies that hug your bum in all the right places with boots over them.  I think it's sassy and perfect.  Dear Santa, please find these boots in my size and deliver them to me on Christmas day.  I've been a very good girl.
***UPDATE*** Boots...CHECK!  I found them online from a company called MyHotShoes based out of California.  The best part about it...only $24.99 plus S&H!  Guess this will have to be my Christmas gift to myself.  Don't worry Santa, I have plenty other things to ask you for...Love the boots??  CLICK HERE
LOVING my Carole Rose Earrings

And finally, if this post doesn't interest you - sorrrrrry.  I have some funny topics coming up including some major addictions of mine.  Unfortunately, I probably won't get to share those with you until after Thursday of this week.

-Stay Sassy, xo


What's a girl gotta do for some Kansas athletics?

If you know me, you know how much I love living in St. Louis.  If we were in elementary school, the previous statement would have been made on opposite day.  In fact, I dislike living in St. Louis and am counting down until I can move on to the next city in my life.  I plan to discuss a few of the many reasons St. Louis just rubs me the wrong way, but today I'm just going to focus on Kansas athletics.  Disclaimer: If you love STL, living in STL and everything that is STL...I'm sorry if I offend you.  It's nothing personal!  There actually are some things I like about living in the Dirty Lou...but none will be discussed today.

The number one reason I dislike living in St. Louis...it's infested with Mizzou fans...and being a die-hard Kansas fan...this does not tickle my fancy in the slightest.  Everywhere you turn there is a repulsive fan wearing Mizzou gear.  Every bar in St. Louis is a Mizzou bar.  And it sucks.  Everyone either went to Mizzou or loves Mizzou.  I'd rather slit my wrists than go to Mizzou (complete joke - I'd never slit my wrist - but you get the idea of how much I hate obnoxious Mizzou fans).  I constantly live in fear that someone will slit my tires solely based on my Kansas tags.

I realize STL is a plague of Tigers, but please...I KNOW for a fact there are some Jayhawks here too!  I get that Jayhawk football is really sucking this year (it's a transition year), but when I go to a sports bar I expect that I will be able to find them broadcasting the Jayhawks - even if it's on the TV in the back corner!  Wrong again.  Last night I went to meet a few friends and watch KU play Nebraska and we were informed the would not be playing the game...at a sports bar.  Friday night I had to resort to watching KU basketball slaughter Longwood, 113-75 via the world wide web (shout out to ESPN360).

Just as frustrating...no love here for the Chiefs.  And if you haven't watched the Rams lately or ever...they stink worse than Marley's doo doos....even if they are leading the NFC West...take my word.  Now the Chiefs on the other hand...not only are they leading the the AFC West (at the time of this post -they are currently losing to the Broncos...but that's beside the point) but they are also leading the NFL in rushing yards with an average of 5.0 yards per.  Before you start thinking I'm some amazing sports fan, I'll let you know I looked all this up on NFL.com.

All this girl is asking for is some Kansas athletics in my life on something other than my 14" MacBook screen.  Is that too much to ask?  I think not.  I have this amazing high definition flat screen in my living room for a reason...not to mention the $$$ I pay for AT&T U-verse...please sweet baby Jesus...give me some Kansas athletics (specifically Kansas Basketball) before I go crazy here in the Dirty Lou.

-Stay Sassy, xo

P.S. Thank you Blair for drawing to my attention that the Chiefs are not technically from Kansas....I realize this...but they typically are the "Kansas team" considering they are the closest thing to an NFL team Kansas has.  Smart ass....


11 ways to make an ex think you're crazy

REJECTION...one of the worst feelings in the world.  We've all be there.  At some point in your life I can almost assure you've felt rejected.  Additionally, I can also bet every one of us has either been broken up with or has been a heart breaker.  Either way, it's usually never easy.  We all have different levels of "experience."  Me...well I'm what they call a "love-aholic."  Since the age of 16ish, I've almost continuously been in a relationship with a guy at some point - if we weren't  "officially" together, we might as well have been.  BUT...I am proud to say I have now been officially single for almost 7 months and I am loving it...for the most part.  Meeting new guys and dating has been very exciting, fun and interesting, to say the least!

Back to the point of this blog...ladies...you must admit, we can all be crazy.  And if you can't admit that...well then you're lying to yourself.  Going through a break up sucks, especially if you're the one being rejected (ugh, I hate that word).  

So you've just been broken up with.  You're miserable.  What's next?  A google search of course..."How to get over an ex" returns 106,000,000 results (0.18 seconds). I mean, seriously?  You're emotional...the last thing you want to do is forgive your ex and move on.  Well here's what NOT to do (well unless of course you want him to think you're crazy)...and yes...I will go ahead and admit over the course of my "dating life" I have done each...prospective men in my life...watch out.

1. Text him.  So this is the most obvious.  You broke up.  So stop communicating.  Yea...easier said than done.  Resist sending him the I miss you text, the You must be missing me text, the Thinking about you text.  And when he doesn't respond - for obvious reasons - don't then call him and cry to him about how miserable your life is without him.  Also, if you're in to it...resist sexting and sending nudes...even if it gets you a positive response.  You'll end up feeling worse about yourself...trust.  Instead - delete his number.  And if you're really lucky, you won't have it memorized.  And if you do...well you better have a better plan than I do.

2. Force a mutual male friend to text him to tell him how hot you look.  The situation: he's not out or he's out of town so you devise a fabulous plan.  You don't want to text him because you're avoiding number one (See above) but you think it's a fabulous idea to have your friend text him for you!  Let's face it.  We know you look hot, but avoid trying to make him jealous.  You'll only feel good about yourself for a few hours...and you risk looking crazy to your mutual friend (who secretly probably already thinks you're a nut job).


3. Go to his favorite bar with a group of guys hoping he'll see you.  Again,  you obviously look super hot - just in case you might bump in to him.  You go with a group of guys and bat your eyes at them all.  Even if you don't see him, you're guaranteed to see one or several of his frat brothers who can pass on the word they saw you...with a group of guys...and of course you looked so hot. Just as you had planned.  You're hoping the next day he'll call you and ask you about it, admit to making a huge mistake, then beg you to get back with him clearly so you don't start dating one of the new guys all his friends saw you with.  News flash: NOT gonna happen.  

4. Refuse to give back his favorite shorts he left at your house, his boxers or his high school baseball tee.  I know what you're thinking...right after the break up you're trying to keep any attachment to him you can.  As you're cleaning out his drawer or gathering all his crap he's left at your place over the past 3 years you decide to keep that one thing you love sleeping in.  When you make the dreaded exchange, he asks you where his favorite blue shorts are...you say, too bad...they're mine.  At this point, he's through dealing with you and let's you keep the damn things.  Instead: burn them.  Start a fire and burn the shorts, the boxers, and the tee and roast a marshmallow while you're at it and make a smore.

5.  Take your dog on a walk in his neighborhood.  Even if "his neighborhood" is technically also "your neighborhood" or a few blocks over, don't go on walks hoping he just might see you, stop and say hello, then realize what a big mistake he made and beg you to get back with him.  It's not going to happen.  And if he does see you, he's going to think you're stalking him.  No bueno. (Thank God he never saw me, or at least I don't think he did).

6. Drive to his house, sleep in his bed, puke in his bathroom.  This is particularly crazy when you arrive only to find he isn't home.  But because you were together so long, you know the code to the house or know where the spare key is - so you decide to "surprise him" and make yourself at home...he should be home shortly, right?  The bars just closed.  WRONG.  This is even more embarrassing when he won't answer your phone calls or texts, he never shows up and you wake up thinking "WTF did I do?" So you sneak out of the house before sunrise only to be later informed while you were there you puked in his bathroom and left it.  The most important point of this all, no matter how crazy you are trying to look...don't drive after drinking (thank God I got lucky). 

7. Send him messages with links to tragic country love songs.  This should be particularly avoided when each week you "come across" a "new" song that reminds you of him and/or your relationship and send a new one to him...every week.  It's even worse when you know he doesn't even like country.  Although you think it's cute and you think maybe it will spark something...it won't.  He isn't going to respond and tell you the song brought back memories and now he thinks you should get back together.  So save yourself the sappy song and let down...what guy truly likes love songs anyway?

8. Stalk his fb profile.  While you can get away with excessive stalking in the privacy of your own home, you cannot get away with making obscene posts and status updates...especially after a few Jack Daniels cocktails.  You'll only look crazy the next day and feel like an ass.  Additionally, once you refrain from the posts, avoid freaking out over who the latest broad is that writes on his wall and don't text him asking who the f*ck she is - because he'll lie anyway and say she's just a friend.  Instead: defriend him!  Unless of course you have it all together and can look at his profile without even the slightest bit of jealousy.  Good luck with that one...you're one step ahead of me! 

9. Break in to his email.  Although you're positive you'll find exactly what you're looking for...it's probably not the best idea in the world.  I will admit I have been successful in the past...and I did find exactly what I was looking for...it wasn't pretty.  Now, not only do you look like a complete psychopath, but you also have most likely lost his trust.  Even more embarrassing...when the attempt doesn't work.  He falls asleep...you sneak out of bed...but this time he actually logged out of his account...you attempt to get in anyway...no luck.  The next day he asks you why he got an email stating someone was trying to change his password...BUSTED.  Instead: if you suspect something, it's probably true.  Go with your gut.  Especially if the guy is in his early 20s...most likely he is hiding something because he's immature and thinks he can play you because he's gotten away with it in the past.

10.  Make a stupid picture with a quote.  Enough said.  Just don't do it.  You'll spend too much time doing it and he'll probably just delete it.  No matter how creative you think you are, it won't change his mind.

11.  Blog about him.  He's sure to think you're a complete nutso.  Do it anyway.

-Stay Sassy, xo

P.S. Thank you to all my exes who shall remain unnamed who've allowed me to look like a crazy bitch over the years.

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What's in a Signature?

So today's "blog" isn't really much of a blog - sorry folks, I know you were sitting on the edge of your seats anticipating what screwy thoughts were running through my head since yesterday - too bad.  You'll have to wait another day.  Don't worry, I already have a few topics for my next several blogs including but not limited to what my dog would say if she could talk for a day and how to make an ex think you're a nut job.  Hopefully you'll be entertained.  If not, whatevs.  Sorry boutcha.

With this new blogger I've become, I feel that it is only necessary that I create the most perfect signature for my posts - and it's up to you guys (the 5 readers I have as of now) to help me create one!  I've received a few ideas from friends from school but I want to see what everyone else thinks as well.  Of course I want it to be something unique, catchy, and clever.  Something even that describes me to a "Tee"...but also fits in with the theme of my blog.  I am sassy (especially after a few Jack Daniels) and I'd like to think on most occasions I keep it classy...and finally I am fabulous...no matter what that one girl said about me or that ex who clearly sucks said...so start racking your brains...and vote above or leave me other ideas in the comments section.

Coco Chanel said it best,
But, I say, "A girl should be three things...Classy with a side of Sassy & Fabulous"

Until then....um, signing off?


Remembering Zach

"Follow your heart - set your goals high. Take advantage of wonderful opportunities, they may never come again. We are so proud of you. Love, Mom, Dad, Kate and Reese."
-Senior Salute for Zach Willis (Aug 2nd 1984 - Nov. 9th 2003)

Today is the 7 year anniversary of the day we (the Pittsburg, KS community) tragically lost another life too soon.  Anyone who is from my hometown, or the SEK area will tell you - there's something in the water.  Our town is cursed.  Over the course of several years we have attended more funerals to pay tribute to friends lost than any one person should have to attend in their entire lives.  Beginning in 2000 with the loss of my family member, Abby Brunetti, I can personally count 7 funerals I've attended of friends lost whom I went to high school with...and those are only those funerals I was able to attend.  That doesn't even include the several others I wasn't able to pay respects to.  While that's a whole blog in itself, today I want to pay tribute to that (excuse my language) shit eating grin of Zach Willis that we all loved so much...

I can remember back to the days of ICQ in high school and then MSN in college.  Many late nights of conversations getting to know one another and talking about God knows what.  I would still chat with Zach frequently even after I graduated high school and went off to college.  We would talk about our dating lives and then when he was in college - the college life; his cut too short.  I think it's fair to say that Zach had a bit of a crush on me.  He was always throwing in a punch line and flirting with me.  I remember him asking me if I'd ever "go out" with him...as it was referred to in high school and me giggling like a young teen girl.  I'm not innocent either though, of course I'm sure I flirted back...hence the name his own sister gave me "D.T." (you can decipher that one) and the t-shirt she made me and forced me to wear on my 16th Birthday at school that had "D.T." plastered on the back - I wonder what the teachers thought about that one??  What can I say?  I'm a flirt.  I know this.  Most of all, I'll never forget his smile and his laugh.  You can see in his senior picture above what a fabulous smile he had.  But I can still hear and see him laughing.  I remember as if it was yesterday...when he would laugh he would through his head back and laugh...most likely after cracking a joke or making fun of me in some way.  I wish I could remember more of our times growing up and share them with you all today (especially you, Kate) but the memory that clouds all the rest is that amazing smile and laugh.

Follow your heart - set your goals high. Take advantage of wonderful opportunities, they may never come again.

If Zach were still with us today, I know he'd be doing amazing things.  He was so bright, so witty, and so smart with larger than life goals.  So today, take a moment to reflect on your life.  Have you taken advantage of all the wonderful opportunities that have come your way?  I'd like to think in most cases I have.  I've always said, "you can't put a price on experience" and because of that I truly think I have followed my heart in most aspects of my life - at least those I have control over.  This is also the reason I am in debt :) - but if I died tomorrow, I'd have no regrets.  Some chances may never come around again - so set your goals high, take a risk...and live life the way that Zach did...and most of all..smile and laugh along the way!



Est. 11.8.2010

Here it is...history in the making.  Today I make my debut as a "blogger."  As I sit here boggled by blogging, editing, designing, and developing my page I am multi-tasking and chatting with one of my oldest friends, Tara.  She asks me the obvious - what is my blog going to be about...?  Hmmm....well, my life I suppose.

Interesting?  Well I guess we'll find out. So as of today, my purpose is well...pretty much undefined.  I feel like if this were an 11th grade English class I would totally FAIL for not having a well defined thesis.  News for you my dear friends, this is not 11th grade English and there are no rules.  I hope that I can provide entertainment for some, insight for others, and a smile to at least one person each day.  If I can do that...then I PASS!

So until I get this design process in order (thanks to the help of my dear friend and soon-to-be-mama, Heather (Chalfant) Buttenob), I'll leave you with something small...a few pics of my precious Miss Marie (aka Marley Marie, Bobbies Marie, Missy J, Boobies, Possy, Pretty, Boobie Butt, and many others).  If you know me, you know my daughter/dog is the center of my universe.  Some may think it's pathetic.  I, on the other hand, think it's absolutely fabulous.  No one in the world is more excited to see me everyday when I get home - whether I've been gone for 5 min or 5 hours.  Each time she greets me with kisses, kisses, and more kisses.  I get so excited over being a mommy to my precious Pomeranian...just think how fabulous of a mother I'm going to make some day.  Hopefully that some day is before my eggs shrivel up and the only ones left have serious defects.  I'm really in no hurry...I swear!!!


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