So I have a ton of photos for here some are funny and some are just family stuff.
But today Amanda needs to vent for a bit and so my dear blog you get it.
Things on my mind. It’s cold. Like really cold outside, and I just want to burrow into a blanket and watch movies with cats sleeping on me. And I’m baking. I’m one of those people. Georgia and I got to talking about the different people and well I admit it I’m a worried baker. I’ve baked cinnamon muffins, brownies, a funfetti cake, and 8 dozen cinnamon apple cookies. (I like cinnamon) I’m getting ready to bake more of these sweet and sour ravioli pastries. I bake, I feed to other people, then I bake some more. I’m not so sure what’s bugging me. Life is pretty a-okay. I’m getting married, sometime in October of 2010 most likely 10-2-10 ha ha, I have my dress now and it’s beautiful, I’ve found out it was on the cover of Modern Bride. I have such good taste. The holidays are here and my brother and his family are coming home tonight and we will probably go out to dinner. I’m working out and trying to eat less crappy stuff and drink more water. I haven’t lost a ton of weight but I’m not worried it will come off. Sooooo why am I feeling so blue? For one, I'm sad that I haven’t got to see JustAnUglyMonkey very much. He’s been hanging out more with the guys. Which is cool I like him to have them as friends they are his brothers at work. I’m jealous of them, I want him to want to spend time with me. I know we have the rest of our lives together but if we don’t spend a little time together I’m going to forget what he looks like and marry the limo driver or something. Plus, every time I do see him he asks me how my working out is going. I’m pretty sure he doesn't mean to but in my head it comes off as Hi! I think you’re still fat, why don't you strap on some tennis shoe and run around the block. - okay yeah I'm pretty sure that's more me than him. So here I am trying not to eat every holiday goodie in site to keep on track. Monkey also does amazingly wonderful things, he drives me when it snows, that in itself is worth all of my griping about not seeing him and my chunkiness. And when it was all snowy he almost froze his fingers off cleaning my car off. I love him. I really do, I’m pretty sure I'm just a very sore, hungry girl that wants to have fun times with her guy not because he has to, but because he wants to see me, he’s my best friend too! I can’t help it if he’s fun to be around, boys need to learn how to share! I haven’t even got to play the zombie game yet. Deep breath I feel better got that off of my chest. Second thing on my mind is that I can never seem to get anything cleaned up, I'll start and then then next minute I'll have something dirty again, I fail! I wish I could stop time and have a magical closet with everything I need in it. Cleaning supplies, storage stuff, ... a maid.... I have really good intentions and then I get tired or something else has to be done... or there's something good on TV, hey just being honest. I WILL GET BETTER!!!! That rant typed, my Monkey is a really good guy, I just miss him. Now watch in a few years and I can't get rid of him for a day and I wish for all this time back and I'm a dirty girl no really I can't seem to help it I'm just dirty. Oh oh! and I want to get up some beautiful photos of Georgia's beadwork sometime she is getting really good at it. Anybody want a cookie? Anybody?
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