Human sausage link

There goes another outfit option. I had on a really cute dress and leggings today and half way through the morning I could barely breathe and I am pretty sure the circulation to the lower half of my body was completely cut off. I could not get home fast enough during lunch to change out of it.

I feel so much better now! It’s a slap in the face when I think something still fits, and then I put it on. Or, just try to. I attempted to put a dress on and it was not even coming close to zipping shut.

Damn.

Mom jeans make me gag

I figured out how to become a millionaire. I am going to open a maternity store here in Colorado Springs that doesn’t sell ugly shit.

I am sure Denver has some really cute stores, but that’s too far for my “Iwantitrightthisverysecond” attitude, and I don’t want to spend a ton of money for something I am going to wear for a few months.

I have been looking around town the past few days for some clothes and it’s slim pickin’s. Stores either have no maternity section at all and if they do, it is like 3 racks. I was mainly looking for some pants/shorts. I was unaware that I had to buy “mom jeans” before I even technically become a mom. They all seemed to be tapered at the bottom with really tiny ass pockets. Nothing like tiny butt-pockets to accentuate a growing back-end. I went to Old Navy like everyone said and their jeans are going to have to wait a few months. They will fit better later. Other then those, it was torture finding anything acceptable. I even went to some stores that I would never go to in hopes of finding something passable.

I ended up finding a few pairs that will suffice. They are cute, but not my favorite. Dresses are looking more and more appealing by the second.

Thanks a lot Amy

Amy said I was going to turn from "big fat liar pants" (blog post) to just "big fat pants'', and the day is here. I need new pants. All of mine still fit, but they are not comfortable in the least bit. I do not even know where to start! I don’t know where to go or what to look for. I am really not looking forward to this shopping experience. Plus, since I am tall I already have trouble finding pants that are long enough, so add this in and I am screwed.

I love crazy people

I love this blog. It is one of my favorites. The lady is nuts and fantastic and hilarious. This particular one made me start to think of my own neuroses...here we go. These are just a few. Good Lord.

When I go for walks, I always tap the tips of my fingers together on the beat that I am walking and usually to a song (in my head ofcourse).

I can only have the radio and tv volume on certain numbers. I am a fan of 5,7,10, 12, 15, 17, and 20 for the radio. Usually 15, 17, 21, 23, or 25 for the tv.

I can walk into any room in my house and I will know if something is missing or was moved 1/16 of an inch. It's like a messed up game of memory. Don't mess with me if you visit and move my stuff. It will ruin my day.

I cannot STAND the smell of maple syrup, but I could probably drink a gallon of it every single day of my life.

All my clothes in my closet are organized by category and color. Shirts, tank tops, jeans, etc...I even do it to Kenny' s closet. He could care less, but it makes me feel better.

It drives me crazy when Kenny doesn't hit the clear button on the microwave after he takes his food out. Like if he takes it out with 3 seconds to go and the next time I try to see the time it says 00:03.

It disgusts me when people pull on their skin. Like, when people hang cinderblocks from chains attached to their nipple rings or just pull down on their neck skin.

That's how I roll people. Leave me alone.

Rebelling pants and a recipe

Have you ever had those days where getting dressed, or even ready in general, is such a task? I could not do it this morning. Putting pants on, ugh. One leg in, and then the other. What a chore. My hair, frankly, is a disaster-up in a ponytail with a bandanna to hold back my stupid bangs that are still growing out. And, picking out a shirt? I don't even know if I match. I don't even care.

Anyways, here is a perfect breakfast, french toast casserole. Sooooo good with eggs and toast.