The Thrill.

     As sad, silly, and weird as it sounds, I don't mind spending more money to order something online just because I love receiving mail.  Coming home to a package on your front porch and then ripping it open is exciting to me. It's that whole Christmas/birthday, Easter basket feeling you have when you're a kid...it's essentially a present to yourself.

Long Time No See

     Man, college sucks the fun out of typing...but I'm back! To celebrate, here's a pic of my new kitten, Dewey, airing out his "area" after getting neutered. I literally LOLed. If that's not cute enough for ya, here he is playing peek-a-boo also.

Work it Girl!

     I've said it before and I'll say it again: I'm a fat-ass.  Not that I'm overweight but I eat a lot of junk and sit on the computer more than I should.  I didn't think the "Freshman 15" was a real thing but I was mistaken! I feel like I'm at the point in my life where it's all about prevention and I'll be honest, I want to be good looking forever and could totally benefit from shedding some tummy. Lately I've gone to the gym a couple times with my friend, Leah.  I'd never workout at a gym before(Well actually I'd just never workout before) so I definitely kicked my butt exercising while trying to play it off because it's embarrassing how out of shape I am.  I think I'll get a membership now because in the end it felt good to workout but my only fear is that my boobs will shrink.  I know that's such a stupid reason to not workout but I like them. Man, I have excuses for everything I better go make myself sign up right now.
-J.W.

Creepy Teachers

     Do teachers text you to ask how you're doing? Do teachers email you practically daily to ask about your personal life? Do teachers want to have multiple meetings with you in a week? Do teacher's give you opportunities for better grades that they don't give other student's? NO, because it's creepy and unprofessional! Dear professor at my school, I'm hoping you're just an overly friendly person and not a perv, but either way you're totally creeping me out! So glad that semester's over...
-J.W

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree!

     Every year the weekend after Thanksgiving my family cuts down a Christmas tree then puts it up.  Of course Blondie was elected as the cutter since my dad thinks he needs to "man-up". It didn't take long, we're not picky unlike Blondie's family who takes over an hour an a half to find a freakin' tree. The tree farm was the most redneck place though having all the helpers dresses in camo and selling ornaments with buck on them and shot-gun shell Christmas lights. 

I should also mention that my dad is the King of Christmas(actually, I think I've mentioned it before).  We never use two of the same ornaments on the tree because he owns an estimated three hundred of them! I'm unsure of how this obsession started but not one inch of that tree is left untouched.  Blondie and I spent like two hours filling it up to my dad's expectations then celebrated our accomplishments by, of course, ordering in Chinese food :)
-J.W

Happy Needless Turkey Murder Day!

     First off, being a vegetarian at Thanksgiving sucks! It wouldn't have been so bad if my aunt would have remembered that I don't eat meat and everything didn't have broth in it. I love my aunt though and her home is lovely, I don't know how she keeps it so clean! Blondie was suposed to tag along but his mom says we're not allowed to spend holidays together until we're married(?).  I've learned not to argue with her, she's crazy. The drive to my aunt's house about five hours away was one of the most enjoyable ones I've had, especially since I didn't have to drive.  I took a nap and woke up in a snow storm then found some Willie Nelson ice cream at Sheetz, score! We spend that night watching "Pumpkin Chukin'" which was also the epitome of awesome-ness.
-J.W.

Blondie's New Girlfriend.

     Blondie is a manly man and I love that about him.  He's always wanted an old car to fix up so he recently bought a '73 Chevy Nova.  Yeah, it looks like crap but he has big dreams for it.  He's trying to teach me how to work on it too but I'm content with just holding the flashlight as the extent of my help. He's so excited it's adorable and it's all he talks about, hence why I say it's his new girlfriend, he even called it a "she"! Of course it's just a money pit at this point but who am I to talk with all the money I spend on beauty products.  I'm honestly just excited for when it's summer and he'll get all greasy working on it with his shirt off.  Yeah, I'm that girl. I'm also the girl who feels the need to post a random picture of myself because I looked good that day.

-J.W.