The baking blog is going away for a little bit. I always phase in and out of baking due to my moods and how I’m feeling. Lately, I haven’t really been in a sweets type of mood, I have been focusing on detoxing and working on my body. If you guys didn’t know, I have lost over 85lbs. My sister Blog, 87lbsandcounting.wordpress.com is pretty much where I will be blogging until there is another bake off, or I feel like baking something. Which in retrospect will probably be within a week?
Although, it’s an 80% baking blog, I do blog 20% on this about daily life, and my struggles. We will see where that gets me! My life has been relatively struggle free. I mean, my boyfriend wants to move across the country and is determined to have me follow him? That’s a dilemma, not a struggle. I just got to Montana; well 3 years ago I haven’t even adjusting to the climate!
So my question to you! If you had the choice to move anywhere, where would you move?
It’s 6:30am…. Less than 6 hours ago I was crawling into bed and now I’m brutally awakened by my boyfriends annoying iPhone Alarm going off – ya, the annoying beeping one, sounds like the pentagon just launched 50 nuclear missiles and we all have 5 minutes to live.
Gracefully falling out of bed to put some clothes on and Meander to school while my boyfriend goes to the job site- where fortunately he doesn’t have to deal with incompetent student drivers. After successfully making myself look not like a zombie… I jump in my truck to make the 30 minute, 2 mile journey to school; got to enjoy 8am classes and 13,000 trying to find parking.
Judge me or not – I believe that if my Truck is BIGGER than your Prius – you should yield to me. But for some reason I encounter way too many “earth friendly” people who cut me off, and flip the bird. – Trust me, my goal in life is not own a truck to piss hippies off, but for some reason, us truck drivers are out to get you! -Bumper to bumper traffic, and I finally Snag a spot next to a BMW and a lifted 24 valve Cummins.
Are you a little confused yet? I stated previously I live in BOZEMAN MT. And I could imagine your thinking – Middle-no-where-meth-capital- USA.. who drives beamers and huge trucks. WRONG. Bozeman just happens to be the biggest/richest trust fund baby city ever. That’s right, no one worked for their money – Mommy and Daddy cut those checks every month so they go to school.
Back to my point – After much consideration I decide to move my truck to a different area of vehicles so I don’t get a nasty note I door dinged someone’s perfect little daughters BMW.
Next thing, its 40 degree’s out and for some reason these girls convinced themselves a short floral dress is the way to go. NO…. that is not the way to go!, especially when you are wearing neon blue shorts under them with a green bando. Did Helen Keller dress you?! No, so use some of your mommy’s money and buy a normal length dress that doesn’t make you look like a stripper. I’m going to start throwing stripper biscuits at you.
It absolutely mind Boggles me that you have all this money and can’t withstand to cover yourself up! Try a blazer – dark wash jeans and reasonable heels. What is on your head? A Rats personal home? – brush it out and put it back. Maybe someday someone will take you seriously.
Im not quite what this post is about….
Anxiety attacks should be illegal. It’s one of the most excruciating things someone can experience emotionally. Everything looks normal on the outside- but on the inside you’re fighting with yourself.
Mine developed over time. Stress of growing up, and not to mention an awful boyfriend.
On top of being blessed with this nervousness, I also have a terrible time making personal decisions. (Let’s get this right, PERSONAL, not work related decisions.)
I am talking about this particular topic today because many people in the US stuffer from this daily. I Lucky have brought my Anxiety attacks down from a couple times a day, to a couple times a month. (Due to the fact that I left my ex-boyfriend).
If you scoped my Blog out, you’ll know I work full-time, go to school full-time and manage to own a Performance horse training business. – Overwhelmed
How to help you anxiety attacks:
2) Bikram Yoga, relax – mind/body/soul
3) Running/working out/lifting
4) Avoiding Stimulants – Coffee/Smoking
5) Surrounding yourself with loving people
6) Having a trusting person you can talk to about you anxiety.
Anxiety has also been linked to bipolar disorder, and thank you Jesus I do not have that.
Sorry about the Random Post.
OH MY GOD! Is that a mouse?
Yes, it is.
A cute little brown mouse was scurrying across my boyfriend’s bed early Sunday morning. According to him it was the end of the world; I name him Jerry.
He chases it around the house for several hours pinning it in several corners, every time Jerry outsmarts the tom cat. By this time I’m spoon deep in cereal.
After pleading him to capture it and release it, he convinces me the old fashion mouse traps are the way to go.
Drug out of bed entirely too early to make the venture to Ace Hardware to get very inhumane mouse traps: $48.90 later, he is prepared to hunt.
I beg him not to kill Jerry; after all, we did have a bonding moment that morning in bed. According to my boyfriend if, “That mouse chews up my wiring harness in the Maserati…” I suppose since his car could be jeopardy, I am
not fully opposed to killing Jerry.
2pm: He lays the traps one by one in high traffic areas; he steps on them frequently- Payback
3pm: Ventures to Murdoch’s to get cowboy boots
4pm: Get harassed by someone who is obviously not impressed with his car with a “Versace Makes boots” comment
6pm: Return home to realize no traps have been tripped
9pm: See Jerry scurry across the floor & up a wall – Time to call dad
10pm: Lace mouse traps with Peanut butter, thanks to dad
11pm: Dead Jerry
After I was done screaming bloody murder and yelling at my boyfriend to kill it and not let it suffer. The blood stained tile was too much.