December 2011
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“If you think back and replay your year, if it doesn’t bring you tears either of...”
– John Cage
(my favorite quote from the entire series)
Bye, bye 2011. My advice for 2012? You might have...
I love this. And although I am not big on resolutions, this year I really want to focus on just being happy. Whatever this year has in store for me, I will accept, smile and know I am right where I am supposed to be. ~J
No Shame
I think I just downloaded porn onto my Kindle and I’m a little excited about it. This isn’t your grandmother’s romance novel people, this shit is raunchy, tie your ass up crazy sex literature at its finest.
Don’t judge; I’m a single woman in her prime, I’ve got needs.
~Jamie
Tiff here - Jamie’s kindle is connected to my kindle account so this...
isagiatt asked: This message is to Jamie- I have to admit that it was your "no shame" post that pushed me over the edge to write my post about what I've learned. That one made me laugh out loud, but also finalized the thoughts that had been forming for a while, hence my post. Happy New Year to all three of you.
Just a few things.
• I’ve thoroughly enjoyed sitting around this afternoon watching Giada cooking shows on the food network. She is so calm and zen like. I was in my happy place until Paula Dean came on. That woman’s voice makes me want to punch something. Preferably her. My zen was terminated by a screeching southern accent cooking bacon and biscuits in Crisco and butter. GFY Paula.
• I spent two...
Rebirth
Great documentary following several survivors/family members of survivors of 9-11. The tragedy of this event is timeless and people’s stories surrounding it truly amazes me. Strength I tell ya. Anything that puts life’s problems into perspective is worth watching. (like what the fuck am I going to wear to family pictures today…things like that)
~J
Top 25 Drunkest Cities →
Reno is #4. Beating out San Diego, Las Vegas and San Francisco; All of the places we travel to for drinks. Go figure. A.
I'm Choosing Not To Know
My son: Put your hand up to mine, I want to see how much bigger my hands are than yours now.
Me: [put hand up to his] When the heck did your hands get so big, you're only 14!!
My Son: Big hands, big feet, you know what that means!
Me: It means you are a great basketball player. Yes?
Gross, he's almost 15 and I can't even imagine the thought. ~J
Live.to.the.point.of.tears: a lesson in texting... →
facebookhiatus:
Oh so wise.
live-to-the-point-of-tears:
spareunderthemat:beckyc:babyonce:
for people you are:
currently sleeping with
have slept with in the past
would like to sleep with in the future
only kind of friends with (you liar they’re probably in the other three categories but whatever)
if you text them and they do not text…
I have to re-blog so I can refer back to often...
Library Bars! →
This reminds me of a new bar in Las Vegas called The Lady Silvia. One of the coolest bars in that city, hands down. There are books everywhere and they play old movie’s from the 1930’s on small tv’s that are placed among the bookshelves. It’s off the strip and worth the drive. Go there. ~T
(Go to the site to read more about it!)
Parenthood
Sometimes it’s tough being a parent when what you want to be is a friend to your child but know thats the worst thing to be. My ex decided a year and a half ago to move to Utah for a job and Chance wanted to experience this move with him. Seeing he was 13 at the time, I opted to help him with this new experience by supporting his decision even though I was devastated he would no longer be...
solace67 asked: Thank you for the follow... I appreciate it with a follow back (=
I just checked my mail for the first time since November 19. I wonder if my postman ever wonders if I’m dead or if he thinks of me at all as he’s stuffing my box full. My mail box that is.
~Jamie
My 2011
To say that 2011 was a crazy year for me would be a huge understatement. I turned 30 in February, it was my first year of marriage and we moved into our new home on January 1. I completed 3 half marathons this year, was blessed by another niece and we did a lot of traveling. It was also the first year I didn’t have a mom, a stepfather or one of my big sisters in my life. In my intro blog,...
My 2011...
I will start by saying, this recap turned out to be a very expensive endeavor. Let me explain. Last weekend J and Tiff were telling me that their year-end recaps were turning out great and that they were both almost done, which put me into a bit of a panic. I not only had not started mine, but last month Chloe decided that the space bar on my computer would work well as a new table in her doll...
I know, it's amazing I'm single.
Please join me in congratulating myself on winning our fantasy football league. Thanks to a great management team, some incredible player insight and just plain talent on my part, I soared my way to victory.
WINNING.
~Jamie
Thanks to adderall motivation, I managed to get my ass on the treadmill for 5 miles during lunch. That takes care of ONE of the seven 4 pieces of pumpkin pie I ate over the weekend. Tonight Tiff & I have bootcamp with Amy which means lots of pissed off looks and bad attitudes from the two of us. Tiff and I can’t even look at each other while we work out or run without busting up...
My 2011
January 1, 2011:
Amy, Tiff and I started the year off in Tiff’s living room toasting to some fancy champagne, taking a pact to not drink for 30 days; why? I have no idea but we did it, with no qualms.
Mid-January 2011:
I spent the last weekend I would ever spend in Medford, OR with who I thought was going to be my newly improved boyfriend. Out of the 2.5 years I spent with him, this was...
“Destiny is that mysterious force or energy that magically intertwines with...”
– Melody Beattie, Journey to the Heart
Thanks Zuckerberg
I just spent some time going thru my 14, almost 15 year old’s Facebook wall. One word; Toxic.
It amazes me how: A. How uninvolved parents are in their kids’ lives. B. How mean kids are these days with no qualms. C. How sad so many kids are these days.
I hate Facebook; I really do. I know it has its purposes but mostly it is a cesspool of garbage. It gives me the worst anxiety...
Update.
War Horse is truly an amazing movie. I cried like a baby as did 97% of the people in the theatre. The 3% that didn’t were either sleeping or living with a hardened heart. I drank a tad too much Sapphire and tonic on an empty stomach so bits of the movie were a little fuzzy. I knew I was in for it when I was bawling during the previews* and disrupting the movie trying to suck or blow the...
Midnight Pirouettes: Dear Seeking Wisdom, →
collegecandy:
Stop worrying about whether you’re fat. You’re not fat. Or rather, you’re sometimes a little bit fat, but who gives a shit? There is nothing more boring and fruitless than a woman lamenting the fact that her stomach is round. Feed yourself. Literally. The sort of people worthy…
“For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be...”
– Grey’s Anatomy (via raindropsonredroses)
Bad Santa?
I stayed up almost all night because my 9 year-old niece was afraid Santa was going to rob us when he dropped off gifts.
I think she’s watched too much Law and Order. Or something.
~Jamie
Christmas 2011
Last night Chances dad came over to spend Christmas eve with us since he was in town from Utah. He has re-married to a wonderful woman who is an incredible step mother to my son. Her and i text almost every day and we actually consider each other friends. This isn’t an easy task; it takes a special woman to take on this roll and since Chance decided he wanted to experience the move to Utah...
