If I only had a brain...

 I would be dangerous.  

Tonight, Ashley and I went to the mall.  We were doing some Christmas shopping.  After we visited a few stores, had dinner, and visited some more stores, I took her home.  On the way to my house, I got on the interstate, headed AWAY from my house toward the mall!  What was I thinking?!  So I drove to the next exit and turned around and headed to my house.  Now I am safely back in the house and blogging for your enjoyment.

Twilight

It is FABULOUS!  

I just arrived home (2:25 a.m. on a workday) from the 12:05 a.m. showing of Twilight.  Amazing!  I am so Team Carlisle right now!  Or maybe James (I know he's the bad guy, but oh so pretty).  

I am loving that there is a new movie theater 2 miles from my house.  It was awesome being able to see this movie and then not have to drive 30 minutes home.  

I am going to collapse now.  My alarm clock will sound at 5:30 a.m.  Doubtful I will get out of bed then... 

Explanation

*WARNING*  If you've ever dated me, you probably don't want to read this.  You're not going to like it.  You've been warned.  Don't come crying to me when your feelings get hurt...

For those of you who wanted details...

It's not just the last boy. It's the last couple of boys (with the exception of Ryan) that have me baffled.

I'm sick of hearing...

1. I don't want to get married, date, etc
2. I think we need to take things slow (when we're not taking it at all!)
3. I hate you met me at this time in my life. I'm just not in a place for a girlfriend (Quite frankly, you shouldn't be dating, then!)

Really? I'm just over it all.

Guys, please get your crap together! It's not like I'm trying to date people younger than me. I'm dating people at least 2 years older, some much more older. One would think they could get it together. I look at myself and see that I have my stuff together (pretty well, I think). Maybe I'm too independent. Maybe if I didn't own a house, a car, have a job, couldn't pay my own bills. Maybe if I NEEDED a guy to take care of me and couldn't take care of myself. But I'm not needy. All I ask is for a guy like me. GET YOUR CRAP TOGETHER!!!!!!! And leave the drama for someone else.

If you have one of the above excuses or one just as grand that I haven't heard yet, keep it to yourself. I've heard enough. Thank you.

Can anyone explain...

...why I only meet guys with issues? Are there any guys that are "normal"? Guys that want a real relationship? Guys that are not afraid of commitment? Guys that have their crap together? I mean really! Am I asking too much?

That is all...

Pic from Bama game

Brandi sent me a pic of the two of us from our very first Bama game! Roll Tide!

He's the Best!

I have the bestest friend ever! Heath fixed my broken kitchen drawer for me. He also kept Winston for me while I was at the conference. I only asked him to do the second. He saw that my drawer was broken (a casualty of Prom 2008) and he fixed it! I can only assume this is how it went down because I have not actually talked to him today. He's great!

Thanks, Heath!

Ma'am, could you please follow me?

These are not the words you want to hear when going through airport security. However, those are the exact words I heard upon entering the area and my backpack went through the x-ray machine. They swabbed it, for what I don't know. It passed that test, so then they went through it and put the contents in three buckets. The item was still in the backpack. I had no idea what it could have been. So she pulled the contents out, found a mechanical pencil in the bottom, and sent it through again. Here is the culprit!



It turned out to be a pen that lights up. It was a promotional item for "Spotlight on Music", our new music series. Can you believe that?! A pen! Oh well, I finally made it through and now I am sitting in the airport blogging to you.

We had a wonderful trip, but I am ready to come home.