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Confessions

What do you even begin to open back up to the interwebs when it’s literally been almost months since you’ve let them in? I guess the only fair thing to do is to lay it all on the line. Because I know you won’t judge…

I confess…

  • Last week my reader had almost 1000 unread blog posts…I “marked all as read”.  This doesn’t mean that I don’t love and miss you.
  • I’ve been reading the same book since December…everyone else seems to have loved it, and I just can’t get into it.  Regardless of this, I still have 4 other books sitting on my nightstand uncracked. This is so embarrassing.
  • Some days I want to be Taylor Swift. For serious. She’s so adorable and well dressed and smart and happy.
  • I follow Miley Cyrus on Twitter.
  • Two years ago, I thought I knew what I wanted in life. It’s amazing how life can change in such a small amount of time.
  • I am attracted to all the wrong men.
  • The happiest hour of my day is when I’m dancing.
  • I buy far too many dancing clothes.
  • I own a too many unworn shoes, clothing with tags attached, books unread…but I don’t own a vacuum. The idea of purchasing one makes me a bit ill.
  • I think I missed my calling as a ballroom dancer. I love the drama of it all.
  • I’ve been keeping super busy so that I don’t remember that I’m super lonley.
  • I will try my best to start to write more again, but I can’t make any promises!

Anything you want to tell me?

xo

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Busy as a Bee

I seriously can’t believe that May has come and almost gone. My month has been a whirlwind  so far and I still have so many exciting things coming up! Sadly, this is leaving me very little time to catch up with my blog life (and my home life for that matter).

I promise to come back very soon and share loads of cool things with you…please don’t break up with me! I still love you!

xxxo,

SJ

Weekend Wisdom…

K: “SJ, he’s adorable! Why don’t you jump on that?”

SJ Thinking: Umm….you have no idea…

SJ: “Among other reasons, he’s non-committal.”

K: “One day soon, he’ll catch the bug…until then, HOVER!”

 

Costume Change

I’ve been a homebody lately.  After weeks of trying to pinch pennies and avoid hangovers, when some of my dance buddies asked me if I wanted to go out on Friday night and get all dressed up for a techno party, I could resist. 1. I LOVE costumes (they bring me back to my sorority girl days), and b. I LOVE dancing.

I always thought that the best part of getting dressed up was finding the perfect outfit and getting ready.  I took the Style-ish lead and went for colored tights, then added a bit of flair with my purple bob.

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As soon as I put the wig on my head, I felt like a new woman! It was so liberating.

We pulled up to the club ready to party, but when we look out of the cab…NO ONE ELSE WAS DRESSED UP! You know like in Bridget Jones when she’s at the Tart and Vigor’s party in a bunny suit and no one else is in costume? That was me.

I had about one second of embarrassment, but you only live once! We were the hit of the party. I’m pretty sure that people thought that we were hired by the club as characters…that was until they saw us taking pictures of ourselves! Before the night was over, I’m pretty sure we posed for 20 different cameras! Everyone wanted a shot of us.

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 So many people thought that Megan’s Rainbow Bright/ Jem wig was real, that Michael looked like David Bowie and that Gaby was a Mexican Amy Winehouse!

 If you could have an alter ego for one night, who would you be?

We didn’t even plan it!

Sarah B. and I were besties growing up! She never failed me as a friend. There were times that we grew apart, but we always found a way back to each other. We were together all the time, passing notes, trading clothes and chasing boys. We would always call each other every morning before school started and plan out outfits. We would want to match without matching…and then we would act in shock when people asked us if we planned our outfits together. We would look all coy and say, “I know! And we didn’t even plan it…” which was such a lie.  I  know I’ve written about her before, but today the funniest thing happened and I feel like it won’t do the story justice without giving you a bit of background.

She now lives in London and I see her NEVER. (Well, I did see her over Christmas. But only for a few hours!) It seriously sucks! But thankfully we both have Blackberries that allow us to message each other all day via BBM. If you don’t have this you are seriously missing out! We chat about work, pets, send voice notes and pictures.

Today I am working from home and she is super bored, so we’ve been sending pictures of our office, our pets, etc. Over the holidays we bought matching tee shirts while out and about. Today she bbms me a pic of her outfit. See below…

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Sarah B. in London

To which I respond with…

me

Me! Also Sara B. in NC, USA

It’s so funny to me that things like this never change. And this time when I say “We didn’t even plan it!” I am 100% not lying!

TMI Thursday: What Not to Wear… Down There

For the past month or so, my dear friend Brookem has been letting us in on her dirty little secrets through installments called  TMI Thursday (an idea she found here). I figured since I’ve been a bit spotty on my postings and a little  a lot of a Debbie Downer lately, it’s high time that I take a moment to laugh at myself. Beware, this is not a pretty post. No rainbows or sunshine, but I bet you’ll get a good laugh at my expense.

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It wasn’t until my freshman year of college that I was open enough to talk freely about anything sexual with my friends.  So it only makes sense that no one had told me that a lot of women were grooming themselves to look like a pre-teen again.  And no, I’m not talking about french braids and pig tails…

When I started seeing my college sweetheart, I decided that I needed to go The Full Monty (because if all the other girls shopped at the Limited Too, so should I).   A girl friend of mine told me that she used this special gel that helped with the razor burn and irritation. I tried it and it worked like a dream.

One night I had plans to meet up with my man after dance team practice. He only lived 3 floors above me, so it was quite convenient. I ran home, jumped in the shower and shaved away, not forgetting to apply my wonder gel.  We started making out and things started to go to the next level.

Just as I started to enjoy myself, I looked at the poor boy and his face was green. He quickly shot out of bed and ran to the restroom.

I was puzzled. My mind was racing: could it be food poisoning? the stomach flu? I hope he doesn’t get me sick…I have 2 games and a test next week!

 When he came back, a bit pale in the face, I asked him if he was going to be ok? After chugging a glass of water, he calmly asked, “What is all over you?”.

Then I realized, my special gel

Take my advice, this is a great product to get rid of unwanted razor burn… or unwanted boy toys!

Boom, Boom I’ma make ’em go KRAZY

I feel like I had the craziest 2 months ever…

From November through December I’ve traveled from the beaches of SC to the mountains of PA (and a few other places in between).

I’ve spent time with old friends and thankfully made a new. ( Although for the most part I’ve only written about the exciting parts, I’m still a bit apprehensive.)

I’ve lost business deals so large that they crushed my quarter, my heart and my wallet. I’ve also lost my keys, a black boot, my favorite bra and my mind.

I’ve ran farther than I imagined and shook it with the best. I’m finally official!

If this doesn’t prove me crazy enough, Cam has tagged me and asked me to give 7 things that people may not know about me…for the most part, I’m an open book, and I’ve told y’all a lot about me (and I think I’ve done something like this before), but I’ll see if there is anything good that I can drum up…

  1. Before I took my current job in April 2007, I didn’t own a computer. I went to the library almost daily to check my email and my space. Now I can’t imagine a day computer (or blackberry) free.
  2. I’m OBSESSED with Zumba. I know I’ve said that I like it before, but I’ve reached a new level of KRAZY. I’ve been known to take more than one class a day if I’m around, fly to other states for workshops and even drive 30 minutes for a one hour class with a teacher that I love. I started teaching with my favorite instructor! You can find us HERE! *Krazy is currently one of my favorite songs I use in class.
  3. I haven’t always had short hair, but I prefer it this way. I first cut it all off in 2001, grew it back out from 2003-2006 and cut it all back off again in November of 2006. long-hair1
  4. Once upon a time I was a beauty queen had a crown or two. My close friends called me their PricASS. When I decided I didn’t want to do it anymore, I cut off all my hair (for the first time) because I thought that you had to have loads of hair to hold a crown. I never wore big hair, or too many sequins, but I did stuff my bra, glue swim wear to my booty and own clear heels. If you ever repeat this to anyone, may you live the rest of your life in ugly, uncomfortable shoes that give your feel awful corns and calluses.
  5. NEVER have I EVER been snow skiing. I always wanted to be in ski club, but it conflicted with my dance schedule and my mom was always afraid that I would break my leg (causing me to not be able to dance in the costumes that had already been ordered for that year). Now that I live in the Carolina’s there aren’t too many places to go. I’m also so scared that I will be terrible, and also still fear that I may break my leg causing me not to be able to run or Zumba. Thanks Mom.
  6. My Soph dog, recently got hit by a car. She has been visiting with my parents since Thanksgiving and decided to run into the street in front of their house. Don’t worry. She’s my daughter and a bad ass little beast and managed to walk away unharmed. How that happened? I have no idea. But I bet you didn’t know that about me…err…I mean my dogger.
  7. I love my job, but there are so many days that I wish I could go back to school and do something else. I’m not sure what that is yet, but I guess I still have time to figure all of that out!

I’m supposed to tag 7 people…but I’m not much for rules. So you’re tagged if…

You have less than 7 letters in your first name.

If you had to count the number of letters in your first name. Ha. I see you! and I stole this idea from another blogger.

Have a 7 in your birthday. Day/ Month/ Year

or

Just feeling like telling the blogosphere how Krazy you are!

Do it. I double dog dare you!