Girls like Jerks

In our minds Prince Charming exists and man o man is he perfect. We have these checklists in our mind and will never settle unless our man meets every requirement.

• Looks like Adam Brody (my personal favorite)
• Manly and strong
• Has a real job
• Drives a nice car
• Wants children
• Has the perfect family that takes awesome vacays
• Buys you dinner & drinks
• Compliments you
• Wants to take care of you
• Wants you to never worry about financials
• College educated
• Athletic
• Trusts you
• Adores you

So when we actually meet a guy that leaves no characteristic blank we find out we're not attracted to him at all. WHY? I'm not sure why... but we just don't. Strong, independent women don't want someone perfect.  I don't need someone to compliment me all the time and want to take care of me. I can take care of myself. I want a man that isn't afraid to challenge me, isn't afraid to call me out when I mess up, and a man that allows me to be the exact woman I am. I don't want a man that wants to be with me all of the time, I want to go out with my friends and then come home to him at night. I don't want a man that doesn't want me to worry about financials. I want a man that is going to assist me in my struggle to climb up the ladder and be able to support myself. So with all these things that I don't want... is it possible I'll even find a counterpart that wants to put up with me? W H O C A R E S. That's not my goal in life. I'm after more than an MRS degree.

It blows my mind that we are willing to overlook the perfect man but is it really fair to want to pursue him based off a checklist? Yes he may have everything our parents want for us but we have to actually like him. It does not make any sense that we can overlook this guy and go for someone that isn't as nice and doesn't have his ducks in a row. But I guess in the end... you have got to follow your heart and we all know how logical that can be. I think that's why I've become anti-emotional towards men, for now atleast. It's never worked out and I'm tired of putting in time, effort, and pieces of my heart into people that don't deserve it. I go on dates, I get to know people... but it's going to take time and a different kind of man to make me care again. Maybe he'll come around with the checklist complete and then tell me that he just wants to love me and on my terms... if only dreams came true ;)

Til next time y'all <3

Sleep is for the Weak

As I sit at work sleepy eyed and cranky I've got to ask myself if the late nights of goofing off at frat houses and watching football games I could careless about are really worth it. The answer? OF FREAKING COURSE it's worth it. When are we ever, in our short lives, going to have the energy or freedom to do whatever we so please? Sleep wherever we fall? Drink whatever happens to be on special on a Monday night? Or come home at 4 am with zero responsibly (besides homework & work)? Yes in theory these are all terrible terrible ideas but when I'm sitting around my children telling them stories about my life I do not want to have any regrets. I want them to know that it's okay to play just as hard as you work & yes... mama was a hard worker. As much as I love sleep and would be in my bed 99% of the time if I could... the fear of missing out is a real thing and I do not want to suffer. So stay out late, take lots of pictures, laugh your ass off, and make some freakin memories. Your early 20's don't last forever... make them count.

Til next time y'all <3

Getting Alcohol in the Coffee Cup

This weekend was one for books. Drinks by the ocean to closeout the week, seeing Katy Perry live in concert, dancing on tables in Midtown, seeing the St. Louis Cardinals get shutout then win the next day with a walk-off homer in the bottom of the 9th... MAN! My emotions were all over the place. As much as I try to be responsible and juggle it all, it doesn't workout to my advantage all the time, nobody can be that lucky. I woke up 15 minutes passed the time I was supposed to be at work, messed up on a report I'm solely responsible for, forgot I was going to cover for the receptionist, and realized I was wearing a sleeveless top where you can totally see the left over flash tat from Kitty Purry.

 I think she was talking about me in her song "This is How We Do" when she gives a shoutout to the girls rockin last night's dress at breakfast... she sees me. I do not like to let people down so first thing is first, instead of waking up 10 minutes before I should leave, YES I have mastered the art of speed dressing (it's a thing), I am going to buy an alarm clock and wake up an hour before I should leave. Even if I just sit in bed mad that I'm awake it's something I have got to do. That's the beauty of growing up and becoming responsible. Just some tips for the readers that can relate to this...We have got to realize that being on time is more important than sleeping a little longer and your weekend alcohol should never overflow into Monday's coffee cup.

Til next time y'all <3

Like Mother, Like Daughter

5 Tips I've Learned from Mom

1. Never let the bitches see you cry
2. When the day is over, all you really have is your family, everybody else is looking out for themselves
3. Staying home on a Saturday isn't a punishment (I'll believe it when I see it)
4. You can fall in love with rich just as easily as you can with poor
5. & when you get the choice to sit out or dance... DANCE

No matter how old we get, or how independent we may think we are, we have that one person we run to when the storm is too scary, the boyfriend was too mean, or the lies were just too harsh. In my case, that person is my mama bear. I can tell her everything and although some of it may be hard to hear, she will never judge me or think less of me. Now that's unconditional love. My mother is the hardest working person I know and I rarely give her enough credit. Instead of being my sweet, caring, and fun self most of the people know around her, she receives the mean and negative girl that complains constantly. She does not deserve that and I am often guilty of giving her way less than she should get. From day one she has been my bestfriend, she has worked to provide for me, and she always puts herself last. Today is her Birthday & I want the world (or whoever reads my blog) to know how special she is. There is no way you could get everything you deserve in one whole day but I do hope today comes close.

I love you & hope you have a wonderful Birthday!!!

Til next time y'all <3

Don't Take a Boy to a Concert

"She's addicted to song lyrics that spill out her heart for her"
 

Music, for me at least, is passionate and intimate. The things we listen to regularly define us no matter what you think. The problem, just like most relationships, is that not all significant others share the same passion or "sing the same song" as you do. Opening up your passion and attempting to share it with someone else is not something to be taken lightly.

Here's some #TBT stories for ya.

 

 

Concert 1: John Mayer

John Mayer is my all time favorite artist, not because I think he's super hot, but because he is a lyrical genius and one of the best guitarists out there. Sophomore year of high school I dated a boy, who will not be named, and for my Birthday/Christmas/our one-year Anniversary present (yes all at once) he bought me John Mayer tickets! It was the best present ever & I was so excited. The only problem is that be gave me the tickets in January & the concert wasn't until March. Long story short, he cheated on me with a "good friend" and took her instead. I boycotted Johnny boy for a good year after that because the sound of his amazing guitar and perfectly sexy voice made me want to commit a heinous crime. I let some high school pretty boy get in the way of my passion for analyzing John Mayer lyrics and pretending like I knew what he was thinking. #stillbitter Now I have a John Mayer lyric tattooed on my body & he has a misspelled Bible verse. Who's winning now?

 

 

Goo Goo Dolls @ The Woodlands

Concert 2: Goo Goo Dolls

This story is a tad more recent... I grew up on Goo Goo Dolls. "Black Balloon", "Let Love In", "Slide", and of course "Iris" basically make up my young adulthood soundtrack. I was dating a guy for a short time and just happened to have these tickets laying around, so why wouldn't I take the super awesome, handsome, man I thought I was falling for? (I obviously should've thought this through and taken a girl or something). We had the time of our lives and when the Goo Goo Dolls sang "Name" I actually cried. Yes I may have had some alcohol in my system but there were tears streaming down my face it was so beautiful. Now, I do not speak to so-called awesome, handsome man and everytime I hear "Still Your Song" I'm thinking of his face instead of my childhood. So unfair & he is so unworthy. Listening to Goo Goo Dolls still makes me cringe at my previous endeavor and that is where I beg of you...

Don't take a boy to a concert.

Til next time y'all <3