Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Wordless Wednesday


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Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Twitter fame and Getting Featured

So I recently joined twitter-verse to see what all the hype was about. At first, I really didn't get it. It was kind of like old facebook (like back when only college kids had access and it actually took work to cyber creep on poeple) but with a bunch of # and @ and other shit that just left me confused. Whatevs. I figured I drank the kool-aid like everyone else so that was good enough.

But then Mark Zuckerberg either A. lost a bet in the worst way or B. got dog-face wasted and decided to dick around with my life and royally screw up my stalker feed...and like everyone else in the universe, I was annoyed. So, I revolted and decided I'd figure out this Twitter thing once and for all. You know, because what I do on the internet obviously directly effects the world's youngest billionaire...or not? Just let me.

All that being said, I went on a following spree and decided to see what all my favorite celeb friends were up to. I found out a few things. 1. People will practially offer up their first born child to try and get retweeted by The Situation. 2. E! News gets the majority of their information from Twitter and 3. I never need to buy another People magazine.

So I finally start to get the hang of this tweeting deal. I got my brother in law Jas to sign up and we get a pretty big kick out of talking trash to each other all day while we are at "work". Don't tell anyone.

Fast forward to a few nights ago. If you read this then you know that the hubs and I REALLY enjoy laughing. So, after a pretty crappy day, we fired up the DVR and started watching stand-up comedy because it's like an instant cure to any problem. We were watching Kevin Hart and practically peeing our pants, so I figured I'd mention him in a know, because I was feeling pretty confident in my tweeting abilities.  I wasn't looking for anything out of it, just wanted to be like all the cool kids...or something like that.

Y'all he "retweeted" me like 5 seconds later. I figured celebrities only did that kind of thing for people that asked begged for it, so I was genuinely pumped that it happened. I never got into boy bands or any of that crap when I was a tween so this was like the closest thing to "bieber fever" I'd ever experienced....and I was stoked! Whatever, don't judge me.

Here's the thing I wasn't prepared for...literally 5 minutes later my phone was blowing up with people mentioning/adding/following me. I had all of 12 people interested in my tweets  before this and within the hour I had 70 new randoms creeping on my twitter (that sounds dirty...baha).  They were trying to jump on my twitter "fame" and it was SO bizarre. I had some guy call me a "snow bunny"....what the what? I don't even know what that means.

Here's what I do know: my future kids are never getting on the internet. And I'm not @menitoning anyone I don't know in real life ever again. This is why I'll never actually be famous. Because the idea of random people caring that much about what's going on in my life scares the absolute shit out of me. If I do ever end up finishing/publishing a  book, I'm now seriously considering a pen name. Over dramatic much? You betcha.

In other news, this little bloggity of mine was featured on "For the Love of Blogs" yesterday! You can check it out here! 

Please excuse my gross jumbled word typo at the should say "I'm a 24 year old middle school teacher turned toilet salesman" but other than that I'm pretty proud of it. Also, just wanted to say hello to my new bloggity friends/followers! Y'all made my day with your sweet comments and I've loved checking out all of your blogs! Yay for networking :) Hope everyone has a fab Tuesday!



Wednesday, September 14, 2011

When I Wasn't Here...

Taking a cue from one of my favorites, here's a clutter-tastic list of things I did when I wasn't here:

I ran away to Tyler to see the Bestie McBesterson

 Where we enjoyed some pretty inappropriate non-grown up activities. Including, but not limited to: getting shwasted in public, checking out some shirtless motocrossers and bruising Amber (the third member of the party squad)'s vagina. It was an ACCIDENT people. She's fine. Sort of. Maybe a knee to the crotch will teach her not to step on my shoeless foot with her 4 inch heels. Just Sayin'. LOVE Y'ALL!

Took a FABULOUS vacation to Gulf Shores Alabama with the fam-in-law.

 7 days, on the beach, with the Hubs, LOML, Neighbors. and the rest of my favorites...can you say winning?

Speaking of the LOML...I also found out that my youngest bro-in-law and his soon-to-be-wifey are EXPECTING my newest niece or nephew!!!

To say I'm one excited Ya-Ya would be the understatement of my life. Spoiling children and getting to send them back to their parents is my specialty. Seriously, I practically have a Master's of awesomeness in it. Can't wait to find out what I'm getting on the 21st!

And finally, we took our family reunion trip to Lake DeGray in Arkansas.

That's right. All, (well, almost all) of the Mays. One lake, a houseboat, skiboat, jet skies and a cabin. It was such a bombtastic weekend I'm already dreaming about going back next year. SO.MUCH.FUN!

So yeah, that should explain why I haven't been up to par on my blogging as of late. If all of those fun filled days aren't excuse enough for you, then you need to go away...because that's the best I've got. Just kidding...kind of. I fully intend on returning to my regularly scheduled, obnoxious story blogging because y'all, I've definitely missed it.



Monday, September 12, 2011


I can't think of a better way to describe how I feel about so many things right now. I'm straddling this place where I'm reaching for something, and not, at the same time. But if I'm being completely honest, I guess I'm just giving it enough effort that it puts other people's mind at ease, as well as my own. Really, if I'm being brutally honest, I'm afraid. I'm scared to jump in with both feet for fear of failing. Like, soul crushing, scared. What if I try, and it doesn't happen? What if I give it everything I have, do everything I'm supposed to and still end up right where I am now? What if, in the process of trying to get there, I lose part of myself? Part of my marriage? What if I put undo stress in both of our lives because of something that has no dead line; no immediate impending expiration date, but is something that I feel like I'm missing, now? So instead of risking it all...instead of taking that leap of faith and completely dedicating myself to this cause, I only "kind of" do it. Enough that I can alleviate the lump in my throat, the burning in my chest, and the guilt that will inevitably come, when my halfhearted efforts were in vain, but not really giving enough to really risk the big let down. Safe guarding my heart, I guess is what I've been doing. But I think I've decided this is no way to live. What's life if not an adventure? What's the point of succeeding if you don't have to work your ass off to get there. It's time for me to stop thinking/worrying/stressing about what might happen and just LIVE. If I fail, if I fall flat on my face in my efforts to achieve this goal, I know a few things for sure: I serve a God who will bring me happiness and peace as long as I continually seek Him, I have a family who will never leave me lonely, and a husband who will hold my hand and continue to love the crazy out of me, no matter what. And really, what more could I ever ask for? I already lead a charmed life, and any additional sparkle is just the cherry on top.

Comparison really is the thief of joy and I'm tired of trying to "add up" to anything other that my own definition of happiness. Today is the day I turn my cants into cans, and my dreams into plans.


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