New car, new payments

After all the drama of hitting a pothole, no one could figure out what was wrong with my car. Therefore, I decided it was time for a new, dependable one. The weekend after I broke my car, me and my family drove to a dealership to trade it in. I went there knowing exactly what I wanted.

I get to the dealership, look at what I thought I wanted and decided I think I want to look around. So, I end up getting something that I did not think I wanted at all. I got a 2015 Nissan Rogue.

Sorry it is sideways, can't figure out how to fix it. Oh well, you get the idea. She is beautiful. Her name is Jade. When the sun hits her just right, she has a green tint to her.

I feel like this car brings some life changes. I think this SUV means I am an adult. I have always drove a little sports car of some type. This is like I have got my crap together car. Also, I have always drove an used car and this baby is brand spankin' new. However, it does come with some brand spankin' new, adult sized payments. (mini panic attack set place at dealership) :/

(Warning: Above I talked about how I am an adult, below is not very adult of me. Oh wellz.)

Also, Chanel (new cat talked about in previous post) has joined the social media world. She decided since she is one of the most adorable, sassiest little kitties on the planet she should make an insta. So ya'll follow her @cocochanel_thecat.

As Chanel would say, Keep it Classy Kitties.

Another lesson learned.

So, one of those "wow this only happens to me" moments happened again over the weekend. The whole weekend was slightly entertaining so let me break it down for you. 

Friday: I get off work, go home, change into some comfy but cute clothes and head out to a friends house. It was my friends birthday so we had a little get together. We started drinking at 7 and played music and a couple of drinking games. I had a blast and was home by midnight.

Saturday: I went to the colleges, I attended and now work at, baseball game. I was not prepared for the roasting that was about to happen. No, I am not talking about how bad our team beat the opposing team. I am talking about the roasting of my skin. My entire body was burnt by the time I left there. (I now have a beautiful tan but geez it hurt.) 

I had to leave the baseball games a little early to get ready. It was another girlfriends birthday on Saturday. We go to Buffalo Wild Wings have some drinks, wings, and really a great time. When it was time to leave, no one was quite ready to go home, except the birthday girl. SO we continued her party without her. The first bar we tried was a bust. We get there the door guy was rude and no one under 50 was there. We walked in and walked out. We decided to try out another bar, keep in mind it's like 9:30 at this point. We go to the 2nd bar and there was 2 other people there besides our group of 5. We say the hell with it we are partying anyways, order drinks, and start playing a card game. Yes, we played Cards against Humanity while at a bar, you can judge me if you want. We stay there for about an hour then everyone was ready for bed, except for me and the girl with me. 

We decided to go to a country dance bar. Talk about a good time. We had probably 5 rounds of drinks bought for us and danced all night long. We shut the place down. As we drove home, we watched the sunrise. Thats how you know it was a good night.:)

Sunday: I wake up at 11:00, hungover as shit. I had a wedding shower to be at by 2:00. I had to shower, get food, and a present before 2:00. By the way, the best hangover food and the only thing I can eat after a wild night is a McChicken from McDonalds. I think I have mentioned this before but my biggest pet peeve is running late. I was 40 MINUTES late for this wedding shower. How embarrassing. The shower was great and my gift, (Mr. & Mrs. Coffee mugs), was the grooms favorite gift. However, I had to pretend to not be hungover because I was some really morally correct and good people.
I am going to try to give you a short version of what happened next. I go to head home and hit a pothole downtown of a city nearby. No big deal, I hit potholes all the time. Well this was the daddy of all potholes. My car starts shaking when I get to the stoplight. I pull into a parking lot and basically have a panic attack. My car won't start and have to call a tow truck. Keep in mind this is Sunday so no mechanic is open. Tow truck tows me to a mechanic and I have to leave it there over night.

 Monday: I stay with a friend that lives in the town I was stuck in. We wake up Monday morning at 8:00 am to talk to the mechanic. This mechanic looks pretty sketchy. We are there for 45 minutes and he comes back and tells me its my fuel pump and is going to cost me $1100. WHAT. Something was telling me not to believe him so I drive my car to another mechanic 0.5 mile down the road. The other mechanic said if it was the fuel pump there was no way I would have been able to drive. So glad i went with my gut feeling. They keep the car for two days and call me and say they can not figure out whats wrong with but apparently now it runs fine. So now I am buying a new car this weekend because who knows when it will screw up again. 

My lesson learned? Do NOT take potholes lightly and it's not always a good idea to shut a place down.

Cat-called, cat eyes, and actual cats.

This post is inspired mainly because I got a kitten. However, I would like to talk about these other cat things first.

Cat-called.
         I am sure every woman and some men have been cat-called in their life. The definition of cat-call in urban dictionary is;   When a guy gives the whistle or yells at a baby-doll for the purpose of getting attention and in hopes of a future hookup. This is usually done out of the window of a car. Typically a Pontiac Firebird, or Camaro.
          Cat-calling can be very annoying, but if an attractive enough person cat-calls you it can be flattering. I have cat-called men before, especially if there is alcohol involved. When it comes down to it, I think this is somewhat disrespectful. A man or woman should approach the opposite sex to let them know they are attractive instead of yelling it across room. This is not only embarrassing but can be very degrading. Considering that Urban Dictionary says "in hopes for a future hookup" then maybe I am reading to far into because hookups are pretty degrading. Opinions?


Cat eyed.
       When I think  of cat eyes, I naturally think of eyeliner. Everyone loves a good cat eye, especially on a night out. I think I may over use the cat eye but there are very many versions. The most common cat eye technique I use is where the eyelinerr just barely extends past the eye lids to a point. A night out on the town, I will definitely use a more extreme extension and point.


Actual Cats. 
        Those who know me know that I am NOT a cat person. Everyone knows I love dogs, especially little froufrou dogs. However, my sister got a kitten a couple of months ago and I fell in love with her. She is such a diva and thanks she rules the house. I have been really wanting a dog but with my work schedule, I just don't have time or energy that dogs require.
         Even though I fell in love with my sisters cat, I still didn't want one for myself. However, one day my mom found a lady selling long haired domestic kittens for less than $100. This is VERY rare. Long haired domestic cats can't normally be found for under $300. So, my mom talked me into getting it.
        I have had her for 3 days now and I fell completely in LOVE. She is the perfect little kitty and companion. She is white with bright blue eyes. I have now became a cat person, kinda. Only if they are diva, expensive, cute cats LOL.

Holy Cow.

So, I am going to be going to Vegas in a couple of months and on a beach vacation a month after that. Summer weather is coming, aka swimsuit weather. That last statement makes me depressed just thinking about it. Last night, I went to walmart and bought a weight scale.

Stood on the scale, instant depression. I got in my car and went to the gym the second I stepped down. If I didn't get to the gym quickly I was going to lock myself in my room forever. I am so embarrassed about how much I weigh. So, because of bathing suit weather and because I am HUGE I have to lose weight.

I have always been the type of person to have to watch what I eat. I have never been the naturally skinny girl. I have also came to realization that no matter what I do, I will never have a flat stomach. Unless I became some kind of fitness guru, which is never going to happen. lol.

Therefore, I am going to start working out and follow with a better diet. Wish me luck and if anyone has any tips. Please Share!!!

Tinder.

Okay, I have mentioned tinder before but I think it is time to post some of the messages I have got.

I have had tons of matches, (no boyfriends or dates), just matches. Tinder is weird to me. I honestly don't know if I would ever go on a date with someone  I met from tinder. That being said, It is very fun to get on there and play the game.

So, I have got lots of normal messages from men. However, I have got a couple not so normal messages.

The first and probably the strangest message I have got was from a young gentleman named Colton.

Colton sends me a youtube video link:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ocGiulPm3IU
and then says "this could be us." The video is Lemme Freak by Lil Dickey. Yup. If you have never heard the song, its a very interesting one. Colton then preceeds to tell me he can do most of those things. Most?! C'mon man, what a dissapointment.

The next message was from a hottie named Joe.

 Joe: You should probably not talk to girls who meet up with dudes at TGIF.
Me: what
Joe: lol sorry, whats up

Joe maybe hott but he definitely needs to work on the pick up lines.

The last most recent message if from Mr. Jesse.

Jesse sends: After a brief look at your tinder pictures, I have already married and divorced you in my mind. I just want to thank you for all the wonderful memories. There will always be a special for you in my heart..... P.S. You can keep the beach house. But i want the dog and the movies back.
Me: well neat
Jesse: Lol guess you're happy with the beach house? How was your day?
(at this point I decided to play along)
Me: my day was good but not near as good as it would have been if i was at the beach house

As soon as I say this dude stopped replying. I guess he was done with the game.

My best friend said "tinder is like the comic con of freakazoids." I find this to be a very true statement. At comic con there is a few normal, not so extreme people but mostly extreme, insane individuals. Tinder has a couple normal people, most are freaks.

post Valentine's Day.

Valentine's Day is over and I hope everyone truly enjoyed their day. I did just as I said I was going to but let me just tell you about my weekend in order. Btw, I have one single girlfriend and that's who I spent my entire weekend with. 

Friday, I met two of my close girlfriends for margaritas. Side note: Margs are not my drink of choice but I'm slowly starting to like them. They're just so fun to drink with girlfriends. We went to this fun little Mexican restaurant and got drunk on margs and laughs. Then, me and one of the girls continued our Friday night ritual of going to these guys apartment and hanging out and drinking. We end up staying the night there. 

Saturday, I had to work early in the morning. Barely make it there in time because I stayed out of town. I wore the same clothes to work I wore out that night. Yes, I was that girl. 

Saturday night, I had a wonderful valentines evening. I hung out with my closest single girlfriend. We watched the movie, If I Stay. Great movie, tear jerker, probably not the best pick for Vday but whatevs. Then, I made chocolate covered strawberries and got the wine out. We drank a bottle of Stella Rosa Peach and hot tubbed. Side Note: Stella Rosa is the best wine there is. 

We finished up our weekend Sunday at the horse races. We lost on every race we bet on but we drank a little beer and had a great time with the friends we hung out with on Friday. After the horse races we went to dinner and a movie. 

It was such a wonderful, fun, relaxing, exciting weekend. I didn't once think about how lonely or sad I was. I relished in all the love I had for myself and the people around me. 

Super Plus: an ice storm hit and I didn't have to work Monday or today :) 

valentines day.

Well it has come the time for all people in a relationship to be super mushy and super in love while all the single people are super bitter.

This blog is to help single people not be bitter and to not be this guy.


I have been single the last 3 or 4 Valentines days but who is keeping track. It has taken me a LONG time to be okay with V-day and this is the first year I actually am. Normally by this time, I am all in my feelings, crying, and thinking to myself no one will ever love me. I am also pretty angry at my friends who have significant others. How stupid of a holiday where all you do is order flowers or buy chocolates. Why do people even celebrate it? What is the point?

This year I have decided that is just silly behavior. I don't know if it's because I have matured or if I am just numb to V-day. LOL. However, I have decided for us single girls out there this is not a time to be sad. We should be happy for all of our friends. It brings your friends down if you are negative /bitter towards v-day because then they feel like they can't share their happiness with you.

SO, this Valentines Day make it be all about you. Plan a night alone or with other single girlfriends and completely treat yourself. Go get a pedicure and manicure, by yourself chocolates and ice cream, rent a movie, order take in, go out with your girls to eat or to a club. Valentines is about love and that doesn't always have to be love with a significant other. Spend this valentines loving yourself or spending time sharing love with your girlfriends.

If you do this, then when your friends in a relationship try sharing there plans you won't be bitter. You will be excited because you will also get to share the big fun night you will have as well.