Happy Memorial Day y'all!
While you're celebrating your day off today, I encourage you to take the time to remember all of the men and women who have made the ultimate sacrifice and lost their lives while serving and defending our great country.
{Memorial} Day
Happy Memorial Day y'all!
While you're celebrating your day off today, I encourage you to take the time to remember all of the men and women who have made the ultimate sacrifice and lost their lives while serving and defending our great country.
HowTo {Revive} a Shaggy Old Sweatshirt
My friend Kelsey is taking over my blog and giving you a taste of her trendy style. I really wish I had the guts to pull it off like she does! So without further adieu....
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So Haley has asked me to "guest blog" on this thing. I am not a blogger and to be honest, I make fun of Haley all the time for it ;) but she's my roommate and I love her, and I like to get crafty. So I'm going to share with you something that I made yesterday.I've had this black sweatshirt for years. Actually, it was my brother's first. He probably bought the thing in middle school (he's twenty-two now!) and I still freakin' wear it. It is totally faded, the front pocket is torn and there's a huge hole in the left arm, but it has so much character that I can't seem to part with it just yet.
Since it was already pretty roughed up, I figured why not put a few more holes in it? I had seen a really cool picture on Tumblr of a girl wearing a sweatshirt with a skull cut out of the back. Unfortunately, I couldn't find the picture again, but decided I could make my own from what I remembered. So I grabbed my old sweatshirt and chose my favorite skull design from the Internet. The best thing about this whole project is that it's free! Just grab an old shirt or sweatshirt and a pair of scissors.
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| Here's the front of it. Soo old, I know. |
You're probably wondering... she really wears that thing? Yeah, I really do. (Haley and I have drastically different styles...but somehow it works out).
Step 1: Decide how big you want your cut out to be, and sketch it out with washable marker on the back. (I made the mistake of using Sharpie...) Sorry, no picture!
Step 2: Start cutting! Be really careful not to accidentally cut off the lines in the eyes or nose. I had to perform a little surgery on the nose :(
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| Tip: To get the lines to look grungy and curled, lick your fingers and roll the fabric between them. |
Step 3: Try it on!! (the best part)
You should get something like this! Wear it during the summer over a bathing suit, or if you're feeling free, with no top at all. :)
Thanks for reading guys!
I may not blog but I am an avid Pinner... you can follow me here!
I may not blog but I am an avid Pinner... you can follow me here!
Xoxo,
Kelsey
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Isn't she the best?? I know she'll crack soon and start an awesome blog of her own and I promise you guys will be the first to know!
Have a great weekend!
All My Favorite {People}
I had the best weekend because I got to see all of my favorite people.
{Okay, I know it's the middle of the week and I'm just now posting about it, but it's because my weekend was so good I've been too in shock to write about it and I want to get you all excited for the upcoming weekend!...that's what I'm going with anyway.}
I headed down to San Diego on Friday afternoon. There was a lot of traffic on the ride down, but I was so excited to hug on my man I didn't mind it one bit. I got there in just enough time to catch the game. He wasn't playing until Sunday, but it was so fun to see the team win (they often don't haha)!
Since the game started so late, we didn't have much time after. So, we got some ice cream really quick and headed to the hotel that Steven's parents were staying at. We hung out for a little while and then I drove my man back to his hotel and said goodnight. I stayed with Katie, one of my best friends, on Friday night. I love catching up with her. She's one of those friends where you can not see them for a really long time, but when you do it's like nothing's changed. Love her :)
Saturday morning, Katie had to take a final, so I went to breakfast with Steven and his family. Then, they all went to the baseball game and I met up with my mom for some shopping. We had so much fun and both got some adorable new shoes for summer. Then we went to lunch at a place called True Foods. We shared a couple things and it was really good! I loved the bright and natural atmosphere in the restaurant!
After lunch, we shopped around a little more and when Steven's team finished their game, we met Bubs and his family down in Seaport Village in the San Diego Harbor! There's a whole bunch of shops, and restaurants and the views are gorgeous! After we browsed around for a little while, we walked over to the USS Midway, an old aircraft carrier for the Navy. To say the ship is huge is quite an understatement. I wish that we had more time so that we could have gone on it and looked around! My dad and brothers came down to meet us too, so when they finally got there, we went to a fun dinner! It was a blast having everyone together. After, I headed back to the hotel with Steven and we went in the jacuzzi. It was a perfect way to end the night!!
The statue of the famous kissing picture after WWII!
Well hey there, handsome
Holding hands and the huge air craft carrier!
Sunday was Mother's Day (obviously..). My grandparents came down to San Diego to watch Steven play and spend time with us. I love having everyone together! We had a nice brunch and then headed over to Steven's game. It was a beautiful day! After Steven pitched, my family left to do a little Mother's Day shopping and I stayed behind so that I could say goodbye to my man. Because his whole team was watching, it was the least emotional goodbye we've had which made it easier on both of us. I mean, it is pretty much a known fact that you can't show emotion if your a guy in front of your friends, so I guess I should have expected that! And because it's not too long until we get to see each other again made it easier too. I know the time will fly as I'm finishing up my first year of school!
First Date Success Story...Kinda
Tonight I'm linking up with Hallie and Halie at From Firsts to Lasts!
The only reason I would consider the first date Steven and I had a success is because he actually talked to me after this day and we are still together now. Other than that, it was probably the worst first date ever.
Bubs and I had been talking back and forth for a little while before we actually went on our first date. It was the summer before our junior year of high school, and Steven asked me to go bike riding with him. No guy had ever asked me to do something outdoorsy like this for a date before so I was really excited (and nervous because it was August and blazing hot and who wants to sweat in front of the guy they have a slight obsession with?! The whole panting, sweating, red faced look isn't all that flattering on me, believe it or not. I don't glow like all the people in the movies- I look like I got run over by a truck).
He came to pick me up, put my bike in the car and drove to the place we were going to be biking. We got there and it was a baseball field with a parking lot up looking over this valley type thing. Okay, kinda weird I thought but I'll go with it. Oh no, we weren't going to be taking a leisurely ride around the parking lot, we were venturing into the fricken valley. Apparently I give cute boys the impression that I am an experienced mountain biker for whatever reason.
I was insanely apprehensive about flinging myself off the cliff while riding a bike (I couldn't have even hiked down this mountain let alone ride a bike), but I had to impress this guy, so of course I acted like I did this all the time. We started going down the steep steep steep steep...did I mention steep? and narrow trail that had thorny bushes on one side and pretty much a cliff that dropped off about 8 feet on the other. Steven took off like he was in the X games while I rode the breaks the entire time praying that this wasn't my last day on earth. I couldn't control how fast I was going even while holding down the breaks, so when I hit a root and rode out of control, I had a choice to make. Ride off the cliff and possibly die, or land in the soft, gentle thorns. I chose the thorns.
So off I went into the thorny abyss, screaming my head off. Landing right on top of an unforgiving bush, my bike sliding down the hill on its side. Bubs stopped, jumped off his bike and started sprinting up the hill while I was laughing and crying at the same time because I was so embarrassed. I got up out of the bushes, bleeding and covered in dirt with thorns sticking out from my legs, arms, and neck. I started pulling them out of my skin which only made me bleed even more. Steven asked if I was okay and said that he'd carry my bike for me. What a charmer, right? So, I started walking up the hill back towards the car. Then, he asked me where I was going because apparently, we hadn't had enough fun yet! Yes, we actually continued on this hellish bike ride.
Once we got to the bottom of the hill (after Bubs carried both of our bikes down and did not struggle in the slightest) the rest of the ride wasn't that bad, until I slipped on a rock while we were crossing a stream and got both my shoes wet as S hopped along carrying two bikes. Life isn't fair, is it?
When we finally got back to my house, I was getting us drinks out of the refrigerator and Bubs told me that I still had thorns stuck on my back. It never ends, does it? When I was finally thorn-free, we sat on the couch, talked and laughed about how awful the date was. Steven must have thought otherwise because when I was walking him out to his car, he asked me if he could see me the next day...and at that moment I knew he was a keeper.
And we lived happily ever after...The End.
The only reason I would consider the first date Steven and I had a success is because he actually talked to me after this day and we are still together now. Other than that, it was probably the worst first date ever.
Bubs and I had been talking back and forth for a little while before we actually went on our first date. It was the summer before our junior year of high school, and Steven asked me to go bike riding with him. No guy had ever asked me to do something outdoorsy like this for a date before so I was really excited (and nervous because it was August and blazing hot and who wants to sweat in front of the guy they have a slight obsession with?! The whole panting, sweating, red faced look isn't all that flattering on me, believe it or not. I don't glow like all the people in the movies- I look like I got run over by a truck).
He came to pick me up, put my bike in the car and drove to the place we were going to be biking. We got there and it was a baseball field with a parking lot up looking over this valley type thing. Okay, kinda weird I thought but I'll go with it. Oh no, we weren't going to be taking a leisurely ride around the parking lot, we were venturing into the fricken valley. Apparently I give cute boys the impression that I am an experienced mountain biker for whatever reason.
I was insanely apprehensive about flinging myself off the cliff while riding a bike (I couldn't have even hiked down this mountain let alone ride a bike), but I had to impress this guy, so of course I acted like I did this all the time. We started going down the steep steep steep steep...did I mention steep? and narrow trail that had thorny bushes on one side and pretty much a cliff that dropped off about 8 feet on the other. Steven took off like he was in the X games while I rode the breaks the entire time praying that this wasn't my last day on earth. I couldn't control how fast I was going even while holding down the breaks, so when I hit a root and rode out of control, I had a choice to make. Ride off the cliff and possibly die, or land in the soft, gentle thorns. I chose the thorns.
So off I went into the thorny abyss, screaming my head off. Landing right on top of an unforgiving bush, my bike sliding down the hill on its side. Bubs stopped, jumped off his bike and started sprinting up the hill while I was laughing and crying at the same time because I was so embarrassed. I got up out of the bushes, bleeding and covered in dirt with thorns sticking out from my legs, arms, and neck. I started pulling them out of my skin which only made me bleed even more. Steven asked if I was okay and said that he'd carry my bike for me. What a charmer, right? So, I started walking up the hill back towards the car. Then, he asked me where I was going because apparently, we hadn't had enough fun yet! Yes, we actually continued on this hellish bike ride.
Once we got to the bottom of the hill (after Bubs carried both of our bikes down and did not struggle in the slightest) the rest of the ride wasn't that bad, until I slipped on a rock while we were crossing a stream and got both my shoes wet as S hopped along carrying two bikes. Life isn't fair, is it?
When we finally got back to my house, I was getting us drinks out of the refrigerator and Bubs told me that I still had thorns stuck on my back. It never ends, does it? When I was finally thorn-free, we sat on the couch, talked and laughed about how awful the date was. Steven must have thought otherwise because when I was walking him out to his car, he asked me if he could see me the next day...and at that moment I knew he was a keeper.
And we lived happily ever after...The End.
My {Mom}
Since Mother's Day is this weekend, I thought that I'd tell y'all about my beautiful mom!
Let me just start off by saying that everyone loves my mom...everyone. It's really hard not to because when she talks to people, she truly listens. She genuinely cares about what you're saying and it makes you feel good. And she can make friends with anyone she meets. Pretty much anywhere I go with her, she'll run into someone that she knows from high school, college, my soccer team when I was 6, my brother's 4th grade class, ya catch my drift.
Not only that, but she's so fun. She is spontaneous and has the best time doing anything. She is definitely a "the more, the merrier" kind of person, which is why our house is never quiet. And let me tell you, that woman loves to entertain and throws a mean party. She makes sure that everyone is taken care of and feels at home in our home.
My mom is my best friend and I tell her everything. I think that freaks some people out. But I mean, who can I tell if I can't tell my mom, right? Because she knows me so well, she gives the best advice. And she always says exactly what I need to hear, even if I don't want to hear it. I'm so grateful for her and everything that she has done for me. She's my role model and will always be my number one woman.
(some people say we look alike...)
Love ya Momma! xo
What to {Talk} About??
I feel like I'm in a creative writing rut.
Every time I sit down to write a post, I can't get the right words out. What is going on with me?!?
(hence my absences, sorry everyone!)
I'm pretty sure it's because I have such a routine in school that I don't really have much to say about my day to day. I wake up, go to school, work out, study, write newspaper articles, and then attend some sort of Alpha Phi event. Even the weekends have been pretty much the same lately.
I need a little somethin' somethin' to spice up my life!
DIY projects, baking, going out to eat, shopping, fun hikes, anything different really.
I think seeing Bubs and my family this weekend (eeeek! so excited) is going to be just what I need.
And also, I'm getting reallllly anxious for summer...please please come faster!
It's not really {May} yet, right??
How is it already May? Did April even happen? I feel like I blinked and now it's over.
Time has been a weird thing for me this year. I feel like it's gone by so fast. I seriously cannot believe that Steven is going to be done with his first year at the academy in a little over 2 weeks and I'm going to be done with my first year next month. Where has this whole year gone? If you'd ask me how the time was passing around October I would have sworn the year was never going to end.
But now...MAY?! I think sometimes the time goes by fast because of how little I get to see Bubs. I'm always counting down until the next time I get to see him so sometimes I feel like I'm forgetting about the days in between. As much as I miss my man, I really want to take this time in college to explore and enjoy each day. I love my man and cannot wait to live near him again, but I don't want to rush through both of our experiences apart just to get to the end of our long distance. Because I mean, seriously, how many times do you get to experience college? Exactly. And no matter what I do to try to make the days go by quicker, the time it will take to get to the end of the distance will be still be the same.
So as always, I'm going to get insanely excited and giddy when I get to see S, and I'm going to try my hardest not to wish away the days in between.
