Poop?

About once every three months I swear I am smelling poop everywhere. I smell poop on my dog. My house smells like poop. My arm smells like poop. My sweater smells like poop. My husbands chair smells like poop. My darling husband assures me that it is all in my head however I can't help but fear that poop is following me. Poop is right around the corner taunting my nose with it's putrid smell. Usually It starts out at home and then follows me everywhere I go. Am I the poop smell? Have a eaten something that makes ME smell like poop? Is there something out there that makes our pores emit the smell of poop. I don't know! I have been walking around with a bottle of febreeze spraying everything that smells like poop to me. (including the dog ) Would someone tell me if I smelled like poop? I want to say yes but then again they wouldn't want to hurt my feelings and how do you nicely tell someone they smell like poop? I am scared I don't want to smell like poop. HELP!

Small space sanctum.

Happy Monday blog world! I was reading an article about the late Brittany Murphy, the article was saying how her master bathroom was her sanctuary. She would go in bathroom and spend hours just hanging out, reading magazines, fiddling with new products, listening to music and such. It was her personal get away. I feel like I need a small space sanctuary in my little house! Just a small space that is all my own that I can hide from responsibilities and not think about doing the dishes or if Bay has to pee pee with no one looking over my shoulder just my own little space. I wonder if I could create a little nook in my attic? Just crawl up there and spend some time all by myself. Don't get me wrong I love my family I love to spend time with them they are my number one priority but it is nice to also take care of yourself. 

Movie friends!!

I am so excited because I finally have a good movie friend! I have been serching for someone to share my love of good movies with. The good movies that you have to question and still leave you questioning. I have always loved movies that leave you are open to interpretation (true I like it when people intrepret it the same way I do) but I love the questioning. There are so few really good movies that truley leave you questioning what happens next? What happened in the movie? What did I just see? It takes and exceptional movie to really make you wonder to create that possiblity for you. Inception was the movie that started all this and like inception a good movie will just make a suggestion and leave you thinking of all the possibilties. If anyone else out there is a movie lover and wants to chat about really good movies you know where to find me :) I am also open to new suggestions!

Taking the plunge!

How do you know if someone is "into you?" Is it because they do nice things? Do they find little ways to be with you a little longer? Do they immediately try to touch you in someway? I feel like we are all so scared to make the first move when it comes to getting into a new relationship; each doing this little dance waiting and hoping for the other person to make the first move. Who should make the first move to kiss, who should introduce them to their friends/family first, who says I Love You first. So many people are scared to to be rejected to be made to look like a fool and I know that at least for women they are scared to be labeled "psycho" or "crazy" because they put themselves out there. Yes some women are crazy hell all women are a little crazy but that's just part of our DNA. I wonder if it has always been this hard. Did people in the 1800's worry about who loved who first? I am so happy I am done with the dance but it still interests me to watch it and see how things work out for those I care about.

Cunt face bitch.

Hello blog world I have come to the realization that I am a cunt face bitch. I have no filter, and sometimes people think I am Sue Sylvester. I'm not though I really try to be a nice person but then I do something bitchy. I usually feel justified about it too. Like I should be being a bitch to this person because they are doing it the "right" way or the way I would do it. Even now as I type this I am thinking that it would be the better way to get it done. HELP! How do you become a better person? I am open to suggestions, if I can manage not to bite your head off long enough to hear what you are saying.

A Real ADVENTURE!

Happy Thursday blog world I thought I would share with you my little adventure from last night. I had to work till close with two of my co-workers so I volunteered to go start everyones cars so they would be nice and warm. I come back in we close up shop and start to head out... then neither of my co workers cars will open. They are sitting parked in the lot running and we are standing outside freezing our asses off. we are trying everything we can thing of looking like fools. So we decide to drive to one of the girls houses who lives close and get her spare set and the other girl has her brother bring her spare set. We get back and the key does nothing. again we are standing outside in the cold looking like dumb asses. The brother arrives and we get one car open. Okay 2 down one to go. So the damn Ford is the only thing standing between me (Did I mention that I was in a dress?) and the warmth of home. We try the trunk again, please open please open, and with a little persuasion it pops. Yes! So I slide right in that sucker trying to figure out hope to lay the seats down and praying that my co workers don't find this the perfect time to play a joke on me and lock me in the trunk. I my pushing and pulling kicking and scrapping and finally I find the latch. YES! I hit the latch lay down both seats and finally we are free. I a outta there like a bat outta hell and ready to get home to my warm bed and I think to myself is this how Cat woman felt after a long fight? Tired and ready to get outta the cold.

LOVE/HATE

I usually love, love, love the holidays all the way up until the planning comes. Every year I get so excited for Christmas and spending time with all my loved ones and then it comes time to split time up and my stress levels go through the roof. I hate splitting time; I wish I could just clone myself for two days and be able to experience it all and then my clone self join back together Christmas night so I can dwell on all my fond memories. I love all my family so much and I never want to leave no matter where we are yet I am always forced to tear myself away. I can understand why people loose the holiday spirit because when you start putting times constraints on quality time and watching the clock feeling the pressure that you have to rush you loose the holiday spirit. Each holiday experience offers its own unique joys though so I could never miss one. It makes me sad as the holidays draw closer that this is what the holidays become. Any thoughts or solutions??