Monday's Mishap

Hey Hey Heeyyy people!

Thanks for all of your sweet words on Friday. I was in a bit of a funk but am A-OK now, thanks!
Well, cept for this...
Mmmm hmm, notice that awesome blackish-blue tint my ring finger has?
Yah, that's not a shadow.
I couldn't get a very good picture of it b/c the flash kept washing it out... (that sucker is a lovely shade that just can't be expressed on film) so I went webcam style on ya'.
Still doesn't do it justice.
You're probably thinking, "Oh slamming your finger in the door SUUUCCKKS." & yeah, you're right... except I didn't do that. THAT'S TOO NORMAL for me.
As I was heading home from WG's today, I stopped to fill up my tank(you tend to do a lot of this when your boyfriend lives an hour and a half away) and SOMEHOW when I pressed the lever to pop open my gas door, my ring finger lingered a bit and when i pulled my hand up from the button, my finger was snapped into the darn thing.

Only I can manage these kinds of things. I blow my own mind.
I wondered for a moment if part of my finger was going to be missing when I pushed the lever down again to pull my hand out, it hurt so badly. SO bad so, that I couldn't even manage to spit out any expletives. I sat in my car and felt tears fill up in my eyes. I felt like a ninny butt, but it seriously hurt. By the time my tank was half full, my finger tip was swollen to double it's normal size & beginning to turn purple.

Sooo yeah, don't do that, mmmkay? I did it for you, told you all about it...
so there's just no need for you to go there.
YOU'RE WELCOME.


Don't forget the Holiday How To event is going to be going down over here (&here, here & here)
on December 1st! Get yours together & link up and join us!
(heck, you can continue to add to the list all through Dec. to be honest... I won't judge your tardiness)

Remember, it can be How To ANYTHING!
I've been thinking of tons I'd love to see! Like...
How to:
table settings, tree decorating, be a good hostess, wrap a pretty present,
perfect appetizers, budget your Christmas shopping list....
I could go on and on.

Alright, I'm pooped &
I'm pretty sure my heart has relocated to the tip of my ring finger...
throbs, throbs, throbs.


XOXO

Naps,"Gas" & Baby Laughs: It's All In A Day's Work

Yesterday I learned...

I can last exactly two nights away from WG before I start missing falling asleep like this:

(Such a funny one!)
Feeling super emo & needing my Mister by my side in a big ol' way.

Gasoline isn't one of those "The glass(or tank in this case) is half full" kind of things...
it's always, always, always half empty. Yeah, I totally ran out of gas today. Well, I didn't really run out, like break down on side of the road... my car just wouldn't start in my driveway today b/c it apparently had ZERO gas in it. Way to go, Lacey. Way. To. Go.

I can multi-task like no other.
I literally have 6 projects going, laundry in the washer & dinner cooking. Mmmhmm, I blow my own mind sometimes.

I'm completely capable of laughing my bootay off at 7am.
WHO KNEW?!
My 14 month old niece, with a serious sassy attitude had me rolling before the sun even had a chance to warm the air. God bless her :)

Taking 2 naps in 1 day is awesome & not at all lazy.
(okay, maybe a little lazy... but really, really AWESOME)

My BFF is having a giveaway today! An apron that'll hit the shop ASAP is included(along with some other greatness... seriously, I want it!) & I think you should go try your luck! I would ♥ it if one of my lovies won!

Freakin' Out The Freaks

Let your Freak Flags fly, Ladies!

I can't stand the way it feels to pull a cotton ball apart.

If I'm going to eat a pickle... it's going to be with a side of popcorn.

I don't like to touch towels unless I'm sopping wet.

I stand like a flamingo when I do the dishes and my makeup.

I can't stand it when my socks brush against someone elses. No footsie with the socks on, people.

SO, go ahead... raise your freak flag.
Tell me somethin' strange!


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Fillers are Sexy

Alrighty, I've seen it going around... you've seen it going around... I needed a filler & so it's looking like the perfect time to whip this one out!

5 things that make me feel sexy:
1. WG, of course!

2. Ergh, Margaritas? Tequila does magical things, people! Haha!
3. Cute undies! I can be completely bumming in the fashion dept., but if I've got on cute undies... I'm damn skippy!
4. Good makeup, good hair, good clothes... you know, the basics.
5. Certain music :) I'm not talking slow jams and r&b cheesiness either! haha. I think these songs are sexy...

(((I GOT SICK OF THE MUSIC AUTOMATICALLY PLAYING, SO I REMOVED THE PLAYER. IT WAS EASIER THAN CHANGING THE PLAYER SETTINGS! THE SONGS ARE:

DAVE MATTHEWS BAND- CRAZY

DAVID GRAY- THIS YEARS LOVE

MARC BROUSSARD- THE BEAUTY OF WHO YOU ARE

311- LOVE SONG)))

...Rrrrandom...

(took my cue from Ali on this one!)

1. Where did you go on your first airplane ride? NY
2. What is your earliest memory? My mom playing "piggies"(this little piggy) with me
3. What was your second grade teacher's name? Mrs. Coots. I really loved her. She always made me feel special. :)
4. What was the last thing you watched on tv? Unwrapped on The Food Network
5. My uncle once: (Ahem, twice) borrowed my car because I was parked behind him and reprogrammed every single station I had set on my radio. DRIVES. ME. INSANE.
6. How long was your longest relationship? 5.5 years... too long with no progression! I def. think being in the same place in a relationship for too long will drive you apart.
7. What do you want to be? A really great wife and mom oneday.
8. What was the last thing you received in the mail? A birthday card from my real Dad.
9. If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be? 1 thing? Eek. Let's be pageant generic here and say... WORLD PEACE.
10. Would you prefer 10 inches of snow or 100 degree weather? Well, as much as I would love some snow around here again... I think 10" might suck since we're not really equipped with snow tires and such. Soooo 100 stinkin degree weather... because I'm completely used to that.
11. What is your homepage set to? Yahoo
12. Last 5 websites you visited: Facebook, Mindless Junque, The Daily Dose, SITS, Urban Outfitters
13. Were you a planned baby? I sure wasn't! I was a pleasant surprise :)
14. What do you believe is the meaning of life? To love and be loved
15. What bill do you hate paying the most? Uhm, any.
16. How many schools did you attend through grade twelve? 3
17. The Cosby Show or The Simpsons? I went through a stage in college when I would watch The Cosby show every single night... it was sad, haha! I don't watch either of those shows at this point.
18. Three signs summer is here: My hair is curly b/c of the humidity, kids running wild, fresh cut grass
19. The last time you had your feelings hurt: Something the ex said and/or did a good long while ago now. Glad it's been too long to remember!
20. Who was your first best friend? My brother and sister.

And that's why I don't do the Funky Chicken anymore.

Wanna know some RANDOMNESS about Yours Truly?

Awesome.

Let's do this thing.

LA from Freckled Nest did this a while back & I snatched it from her!

WARNING: This post contains photos of myself with no makeup, sleepy as, well... just really sleepy, and wonky hair! I must really like you guys to let you see me lookin like this! AND let me just tell you, this isn't as bad as it gets(Right, Lu? Shut up Lu, tell me I'm pretty and that you love my hair.)! If I don't lose a bunch of followers after today, then I'll know you folks weren't stickin' around for my good looks! haha ;)

Outside My Window

darkness. trees. dog barking.

I Am Thinking

I need to take some medicine. I'm hungry. I wish I were sleeping. I wish everything were my kind of perfect.

I Am Thankful

for baby kisses. for the love of my Mom. for my beautiful friends. for God's grace. for my amazing family.

From The Kitchen

I can see my mess of a bedroom.

I Am Wearing

jeans. bright blue tank. white bandeau. turquoise & pink undies. turquoise bra. stud earrings. pink polish. 'so pink' body spray.

I Am Creating

a rehearsal bouquet.

I Am Going

to try to sleep soon. try being the operative word.

Around The House

my sewing table open. dresses strewn about. my to do list. baby toys.

One Of My Favorite Things

my nieces and nephew

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week

in my friend's wedding this weekend. thursday- saturday is consumed with wedding activities. sleeping on sunday.

The bouquet came out really cute! :) I know they are supposed to be ugly and tacky, but I just couldn't stand to make it too ugly and tacky! Looky! You can also see that I'm wearing just what I said I was up there. I'm no liar, my friend. If I were, I would have said I was wearing something way more fabulous! Oh, and excuse my pieces of bang being goofy. The fan rotated right onto me as I snapped the picture!

Eek! I look sleepy(and slighly smashed)! 4am and no makeup will do that to a person.

It's night-night time for me!

Be Cool My Babies :)

((Uhm, I'm sorry. Did you for some reason think this post was going to explain why I no longer do the Funky Chicken? Where'd you get an idea like that? Psh, weirdo.))

Wrapped Around My Finger

...is a bandage.

Let's jump right into this story, shall we?

Today, I totally sewed right through my finger while embroidering(with a heavy duty professional machine). The needle went through the top of my fingernail & came out the other side. It was a little less than awesome. It actually wasn't that painful when it happened. I felt a sharp pain and some pressure, I looked down at my hand and saw that my fingernail was punctured. Then, as I turned my finger to the side to get a better look, I saw the tip of the needle sticking out the other side. I stayed freakishly calm, pulled out the needle & then did what any self respecting adult does... I called my Mommy. Oh yes... I could have called my brother who is a firefighter and emt, but in moments like these, a girl just needs her Mom. She went to the doctor with me, where I was told to keep it clean and covered in anti-bacterial ointment. If when I wake up tomorrow it is swollen or I have fever or anything abnormal, then I'll need to go have x-rays to make sure that there isn't needle still in there. I doubt it, because I've broken plenty of sewing machine needles, and never have I seen one break in more than two pieces. Anyway, let's all hope it's fine and dandy, because I really don't want to know what would have to be done to fix that little boo-boo! My finger throbbed for a while after, and is now just really sensitive to the touch. I joked to my Dad earlier that I look like a walking "pull my finger" joke... he agreed, haha!

Life- 1 Lacey- 0

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Topic Hopping

I've got some random things to ramble about today. Grab your helmet and ride with me, won't you?

• I'm at work right now. Where I sit inside the shop is about 100 feet from the busy highway. I hear cars roaring past all day. My favorite is when someone driving by has their music up really loud. They're going too fast for me to actually hear what song they're playing... so it just sounds like the spirits from that movie White Noise. ALL. DAY. LONG. I swear I turn and look at the electronics like something is about to come out of them at least twice a day. I know... awesome.

• Why is it that all of the blogs I read that were written by men have closed themselves down? I have thought alot about this, actually. See the dumb things I spend my time thinking about? Do they just run out of steam quicker than us girls?(Maybe they run out because they don't post about fashion and goofy things?) Is it our fault(as in women, in general)? Surely the women they date have to find out about their blogs eventually, and I'm sure there comes a time when a line has to drawn about what they can talk about. I get really sad when these men disappear from my blog life. I rely on them for a male perspective. As Boy once told me, "They are telling you all of our secrets!"... I appreciated that. And, what I'm about to say may sound negative, but I mean it in the nicest way possible. These men have taught me that guys can just be jerks. IT'S NOT JUST MINE! Amen. (Don't get me wrong boys, I know women can be kind of crazy, and maybe we cancel each other out. But at least we can blame hormones!) Anyway, I miss them. Do you have any guy blogger friends you can refer to me? Haha! I feel like I'm putting a wanted add in the paper!

• I don't feel like working. I feel like sitting here on my rump all day and reading blogs. THAT'S IT. Oh, and eating Cheetos. Barefoot. Holy crap, I'm turning into Britney Spears.

• Shut up... Cheetos are delicious.

• I thought about taking a blog vacation this week. Maybe next week? I need to re-charge.

• I still don't understand why the Europeans are taking naps in the middle of the day and we're not. C'mon Obama... GIVE me this one. Sleep is good. Raise your hand if you LOVE sleep. SEE? More people raising their hands than not! WE WIN.

I guess I should go do some of this work now. ::Sighs:: I hate being a grown up.

Drink Please

So, I was going to do a Summer-esque (go see her and also... Vote for Summer!) photo shoot for you guys of me in my goofy Cinco de Mayo shirt... but my Camera's battery was too low after one shot! So, here is the lone picture!

It says, "CERVEZA POR FAVOR"

No time for speaking actual words aloud when Margaritas are involved!

Y'all... look how freakishly thin my left wrist looks! Aghhh.. like skeletor or something! Don't worry, it's a shadow on part of it.

I've gotta go, these guys are calling my name...

I'm coming! I'm coming!

Copper Boom!

(If any of you have any clue what Copper Boom is about, I love you. Let's be best friends.)

Happy May 5th, amigas!

Writer's Workshop: I'm A Lyrical Gangster

Writer's Workshop w/ Mama Kat

I used to think:

that in AC/DC's song "Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap" they were actually saying, "Dirty Deeds, The Thunder Chief".

that the Song "Barbara Ann" was actually called "Bop-A-Ran". Bop Bop Bop, Bop Bop-A-Ran!

that in The Pussycat Dolls song, "When I Grow Up", they were saying "When I grow up I wanna have BOOBIES", but apparently they are saying "When I grow up I wanna have GROUPIES." Whatever... I still stand by that one!

that in U2's "Do They Know It's Christmas?" they were singing "Vi-Va-Hoooooooo!" instead of "Feed The Wooooorld!"