to whom it may concern

Dear Jessica Simpson, 

Bless your heart, sister! I would hate the world if I just lost 70 pounds and then got pregnant...again... not even a year after having a baby. Oh well, bring on the twitpics of bacon and ice cream.
Dear Matthew McConaughey,

For the love of God, eat something! You are terrifying to look at. You aren't a great actor. Please stop starving yourself for this role, and go back to making mediocre romantic comedies. 
Dear Melissa Rycroft,

I don't watch Dancing with the Stars, but when I saw you on Good Morning America, I thought it was so strange that you were so skinny and yet still had a little muffin top...until I realized your "muffin top" was in fact your protruding hip bones.  Well played, girlfriend, well played. 
Dear Lindsay Lohan,

You, my dear, are a train wreck. Head hung low, Lindsay Lohan stumbles over to her 'days without arrest' board, wipes board with a dirty hand, writes '1', sighs heavily.

i have a lot in common with this grumpy cat

I have not been in the Christmas spirit this year. Maybe because it's not even December yet. Maybe because it's 75 degrees outside right now. Or Maybe it's because this year I'll be asking Santa for a refrigerator and washer/dryer for our new house instead of any fun presents.
I don't know what it is, but seeing Christmas lights and giant red bows everywhere just upsets me. Bah Humbug. I'm a Grinch... I know it. 

John wants to put up lights and a tree and I just see that as a waste of time and money because what goes up must come down and no one really has time for all of that mess.  I know, I know... worst attitude ever.  Isn't John so lucky?

Maybe next year when we have our own home I'll want to decorate and be festive... speaking of home, this is what it will look like once it's built:

Yayyyy!

I hope me and 'ol grumpy cat didn't bring ya'll down too much.  

Deck the halls, ya'll!

we bought a ZOOO!

Not really, but did ya'll see that movie? It was pretty cute... horribly depressing...but cute.
But we did...  *drumroll*

BUY A HOUSE!!!

I don't know if I've ever been more excited about anything in my entire life!  I would show you thousands of pictures of every inch of this home, but we're actually having it built! Oh we fancy, huh? They're breaking ground soon and we should be all moved in by the end of March!
I am so psyched (do people say psyched?) to start decorating and picking out special features that will make this house our home! 
So you know I've been pinning like cray. Here's some ideas I've found from Pinterest...

I love the gray walls and the mirrors behind the lamps.

Source: paloma81.blogspot.com via Sarah on Pinterest

This link takes you to a site that shows you ways to upgrade Ikea furniture...uh, yes please!

Source: ikeahackers.net via Sarah on Pinterest

I will definitely be doing a picture wall...love this

Source: lh3.ggpht.com via Sarah on Pinterest

So cute and rustic.

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Use a curtain rod to hang pictures

Source: chicpins.com via Sarah on Pinterest

Love these colors for a guest room

Source: knockoffdecor.com via Sarah on Pinterest

Love this picture wall also

Source: adorable-decor.com via Sarah on Pinterest

Ya'll...I'm dying. March can't get here soon enough!

its been a while

Hey from MIA-dom.
I've been on an e-x-t-e-n-d-e-d thanksgiving break, which means I've been o-u-t of the loop and nowhere near a computer. Which is good every once in a while.  I've enjoyed the past week not doing a dang thing. It's awesome, ya'll should try it.
But here I am again...back on the grind...back to work...and back to looking for a new job. *SIGH*
When will I ever find a job that's stable?
The company I'm currently *working* for is changing it's business model and is no longer putting on events which kind of limits the work of the EVENT MANAGER!

No matter how hard I try to deny it, it looks like I'm headed to the classroom to teach the young minds of our future. So watch out world, you have a generation of Hi-larious individuals coming your way.
I'll be back tomorrow to recap my Thanksgiving and stuffs happening in my life!

an open letter to family around the holidays...

While you're reading this John and I are skipping town for an extra long Thanksgiving vacay. This will be the first major holiday spent away from Momma bear and if she wasn't taking it so well, I'd probably cry to John and tell him I'll see him in a week because I need my Momma. But, alas, my mother is one strong lady and told me it's only fair that I spend Thanksgiving with Johns fam this year because he spent it with mine last year. Fairness? In a relationship? PSHHH...  But like always I guess she's right. ANYWHO... let me get to the point. The holiday season. The season where bellies get full, families are brought together, and certain girls get a little extra bling on their left ring finger. I don't know what it is about the holiday season that makes everyones heart warm, but I've had about 10 Facebook friends get engaged in the past two weeks and it's not even turkey day yet. So... before anyone asks let me go ahead and get it alllll out there. Dear family (Johns and mine), Please for the sake of my sanity, don't ask "So when is John going to propose?!" Um next Tuesday at 3:00, I DON'T KNOW! That's the whole point of a proposal. It's a surprise. It's on his terms. It's the one little piece of the wedding puzzle that he gets total control over and I'm going to let him have it. This is all I have to say... Yes, I know that we've dated for 4 years. Yes, I know that there are people who've met a year ago that are getting married. Yes, I see everyone around me getting engaged and a part of me has a tinge of jealousy...then you know what?  I get over it! I'm happy, we're happy, and I wouldn't change anything to jeopardize that.  I'm not pressuring John into marrying me because who wants to look back on their wedding day and say "see, we wouldn't be here if I didn't make you propose!" Gross.  Ultimatums ultimately lead to blame and resentment and thats the absolute last thing I want lingering around on my special day.  I mean come on people, we're buying a house together and I think that spells out commitment more than a ring ever could. So in closing, no, I don't know when he's going to propose. Will he ever propose?  He better Sure, someday when we're both ready because this girls got expensive tastes and he knows it :) We're happy where we are in our lives. Just me, him, and the dog.

And I wouldn't change a thing!

if i could get paid to pin...

...I'd be the happiest (and richest) girl in the world. nobutseriously
Lets invent that job... "Pinning Manager".
I could work for an event company and pin the hottest trends in the wedding department. I could work for a restaurant and pin the yummiest new recipes. I could work for my closet and pin all of the things I'd like to see in there. I could work for some random humor site and pin things that I (and I alone) think are hilarious.
See? TONS of opportunities. Please email me if you'd like to hire me for my pinning services.
While I wait for the MASS amounts of email to pour into my inbox... check out some of the things I could be pinning for you!  Yes, YOU!

Oh you...

Source: weruletheinternet.com via Sarah on Pinterest

I think this little number should have a reserved space in my closet.

Source: topshop.com via Sarah on Pinterest

For all of the people you hate in your life...

Source: themetapicture.com via Sarah on Pinterest

I love this look instead of an ugly towel rack

Source: following-friends.com via Sarah on Pinterest

Stripes on stripes on stripes

Source: blog.baerhomedesign.com via Sarah on Pinterest

That'll do

Source: weddingchicks.com via Sarah on Pinterest

I need red jeans... I also need thighs that don't touch.

Source: getssweeterwithtime.blogspot.com via Sarah on Pinterest

Until next time...

things that make me, me

I clean more in the 10 minutes before someone comes over than I do in a week.
I have severe anxiety before I meet a new person, then I make them laugh and capture their heart FOREVER...muahahahah.
My tweet to drink ratio is phenomenal. 
I have fallen in love with a crockpot and I don't care who knows it. Things like this make me laugh

I have an abnormal amount of guilt when I have to leave my dog at home and always hear that Sarah Mclachan song as I lock the door leaving those sad puppy eyes behind. 
Now that it's finally colder in Houston, I'm playing a game with myself called "how cold can I let my house get before I have to turn on the heat because I'm too cheap for the electric bill." It's fun, you should try it. 
This is the only ring John has ever 'put on it'

I can rationalize buying a $100 pair of shoes, but not a $10 worth of cleaning supplies.
Speaking of cleaning supplies, I absolutely hate buying anything labeled as a 'necessity'. Gross.
I don't think I ever truly learned how to be a 'real girl'.  I have no idea how to put on eye shadow or curl my hair and no tutorial in the world will help me learn how.  So shameful.
I think there's a direct correlation between people who have stick figure families on their minivans and people who wear crocks. 
If your name on facebook has run on adjectives in the middle in quotations, I hate you.
I love sports

Sometimes my randomness (it's a word) scares John. I think it keeps excitement in the relationship.
John did this to a picture of me on Facebook...

I love to blog about nonsense... 
Lets be besties?

lately

Hey ladieeees!  *and any fellas out there*
This weekend was spent literally laying around the house doing nothing...nada...zip. And it was fantastic!
Friday night John and I went to the Astros season ticket holder meeting and it was pretty awesome. Johns work got season tickets this year, so we got to go and make sure the seats were what they wanted and then we got to tour the locker room!  So cool to a sports lovin girl like myself. The Astros are going through some changes, switching leagues, and getting some new uniforms. It was really cool getting to go into the empty stadium, and I can't wait to go to some games next season!

After our little baseball tour, John surprised me with dinner at a great Italian restaurant.  It was so sweet because we havent had a true date night in a while. When you live together and see each other everyday it's hard to remember that you need those special nights out alone.
Saturday was spent being lazy watching football and then taking Cash to the park.
Sunday we went house hunting for the millionth time to no real avail.  I know I'm being picky, and stubborn and probably unrealistic, but there are certain non-negotiables that I have when it comes to buying a home.  I know this isn't going to be our dream home, but if I'm going to live somewhere for the next 5-7 years, I want to like it!
Today we're meeting with a builder to see what options we have with a new development being built in the area we're trying to buy in.   Lets hope this goes great because I don't know how much more of this roller coaster I can take!
I hope you all have a great Monday! Talk soon!  

I need your help!!

Lately I've been rocking this 'doo that would be called 'ombre' by fashonistas. The only difference with my mane is the fact that 'ombre' doesn't look like 'backwards skunk head' and that's pretty much what's happening up top.  It's not cute. Not one bit. So, because John and I are trying to buy a house and because oh this pains me to say I'm trying to save *gasp* some dolla dolla bills,  I've decided to look into this ombre look....but done by a profesional...and blonde. The 'blombre'. You see my natural hair color is this really dirty dirty blonde color that I changed when I was 12 because I begged my mother to give me BOX highlights which immediately turned that dirty dirty blonde color carrot carrot orange. It was a DISASTER. From then on I've been a basic blonde... until I make horrible life decisions and do things like this

Oh don't mind me... just fat and brunett, thats all. Or this...

This is a color I like to call "a mistake".  This is what happens when you go brown, realize you're an idiot, and have to inch your way back to blonde land. Which brings us to now... 

basic blonde. I'm bored... and so help me, if I don't cure my boredom, I'll pull the trigger and go Red.   I'll do it, I swear. So to cure my boredom, and prevent the WW3 from within, I'm thinking something like this

or this

See, no skunk head and I won't have to drop $150 bones every 3 months 6 weeks. So what do ya'll think?  Is the blombre a hit or a miss? Also...can we talk about how much weight I carry in my face?  #freshman30 Help me!