hey hey heeyyyy.

Do you every annoy the absolute crap out of yourself? There are some days when I am so crazy and hyper and full of energy and I'm all by myself (this usually happens in the car or when I'm home alone) and I start to annoy myself. I've been doing that a lot this week.

I was driving home from work on Monday... I was full of energy, crazy-hyper and stuck in traffic. All are ingredients to me about to annoy myself. I started singing along to the music in weird voices and changing the lyrics to what I was seeing around me. 30 minutes later, I wanted to kick myself out of the car and not talk to myself for a week... because that's what I would usually do if I was riding with someone who was annoying me.

Typing all this out, I realize how crazy I sound. Oh well.

According to the countdown on my homepage of my cell phone... there are just 5 little ol' days til my 23rd birthday. So. Here is a list of things I want. Some things are realistic, some things are definitely not.

1. A bunny.
2. Drop Dead Fred on DVD.
3. A crab/seafood dinner.
4. A certificate stating that I can eat at Buffalo Wild Wings anytime I want for free.
5. Money.
6. That Shaun of the Dead tshirt I saw in a catalog a few months ago.
7. A trip to Graceland.
8. A trip to New York.
9. A puppy/dog.
10. Peonies.
11. A fedora hat.
12. The full series of Growing Pains on DVD. I was obsessed with that show. I cried on the series finale. Ugh. Emotional times
13. A pet duck.
14. A vespa.
15. A bike... a beach cruiser bike.
16. Tickets to the Neil Diamond concert. He's coming here in July! (i think it's July, it might be August).


I think that's it. It always seems like I want a lot but when I type it out, nothing comes to mind.

3 years ago today.

March 22nd, 2008.

Three years ago today I was [not so patiently] waiting in my room for Steve to come pick me up.
Three years ago today I was insulting and shouting at my hair through the mirror for not behaving.

Three years ago today I was lecturing myself to not bring up the discussion Harry Potter the entire time cause I didn't think Steve liked Harry Potter.
Three years ago today I was peeking out of my window waiting to see his car turn down my street... and because the neighbors precious dog was playing in the street.

Three years ago today I was jumping up and down and squeeling from nervousness when I saw him finally turn down my street.
Three years ago today I was hoping Steve would see the neighbors dog and avoid running it over.
 Three years ago today I was annoyed that I was acting this way for a date.

Three years ago today I acted calm and like I wasn't just hyperventilating in my room minutes ago when he came to the front door.
Three years ago my heart melted and eyes teared up (not really) from happiness and pure joy when Steve brought up a discussion of Harry Potter.

Three years ago today I stayed out til 3AM with Steve talking. Well I was talking, he was probably wondering if I ever stopped talking and if it would be rude of him if he abandoned me there by the fire we built so he could go home and sleep.

I know I fell in love with Steve before he fell in love with me, but the girl in me waited til he said it first.
Everyone on the count of three say aw, 1,2,3 AAWWWW!

To Steve:

I want to tell you something today that I have never told you and this is what I came up with: I love the ring you got me when you were living in New York and that I still wear it everyday.

Edit:
 Guess what lucky girl got these as a surprise?

365 days later.

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday, dear bloggy blog.

Happy birthday to yooooou.

I love you because:
+you are mine.
+you are always there for me.
+you've helped me meet new people.

Cheers to another year!

and then i got a package in the mail and it turned into the best day ever.

So this came in the mail today. And it basically turned into the best day ever. Which by the way, it's not that hard to make my day, just don't kill me or make me cry and you will probably make my day.

So I'm going to share a story now, and it may be TMI, so consider this your warning.

Exhale.

I forgot to wear underwear today. And I have no explanation for this. I know what you are thinking, how can someone be stupid enough to forget their own pantaloons? Well I thought that too, I still think that...

I woke up just a little late and was very scattered and basically still asleep while stumbling around the apartment trying to get dressed after I showered. I didn't realize it til I was walking into work... when it was too late. Reader, it was much too late. Long story short, I am grateful that today wasn't "pants your co-worker day"

this is what my new year's eve looked like...

You can be jealous. While everyone else was out in the freezing cold at some extravagant party, we had some friends over and ate junk food. Well.. it was mostly me eating the junk food.

11:59pm

Me:  3....2....1...

Everyone: HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Me: *turns to Steve next to me on the couch for a New Years kiss...*

Steve: *insert Chewbaca noise here*