Who knew this pretty, pretty princess could do manual labor ;)

Dear Jesus,
I would like to take a moment to thank you for not blessing me with deep eye sockets and for blessing me with a wonderful family and for the friends that I consider family.
Thank you...uh, err...amen.

So as I'm sure you're all aware, Valentine's Day is fastly approaching (6 days to be exact) and once again I have no one to spend it with. (more on that in a minute) So I must say I have a love/hate relationship with this February 14th holiday. I LOVE all the pink cutesy goodies that come with the holiday, I pretty much buy everything I can get my soft, gentle, princess hands on. BUT, I also HATE it because the odds are ALWAYS against me with having a boy to spend it with so I can have my hopeless romantic fantasy, you know, the kind you see in movies. So in the next 6 days I'm praying for a miracle in the fact that something will happen and I'll have someone to spend the day with and it won't end up with me on my couch alone watching a sappy movie and shedding tears into my box of chocolates. Some of you may be wondering, "well, what about that Jason guy?" Pshh. Not only did he say he's boycotting the holiday, but with my quick sound of disgust, he quickly replied with "but I'm sure we can find something to do to make memories." Nice save. But that was a few weeks ago and a lot has changed since then. I've been trying very hard to part ways with this young fellow but all I can do is take it one day at a time. So far, so good. Okay, I'm lying, it really sucks. Even though its the best decision, its still a slap to my ego.

Last week I came upon a situation that I actually asked myself, "how am I supposed to feel sexy right now when I have to poo?" It's a totally legit question! Think about it, ponder it and I bet you'll come up with the same answer as me. :)

I totally wish I lived the life that happens in my dreams, because let me tell you I have the most ahh-mayy-zingggg dreams!! Well, except of course the one I had of a terrorist attack. Aside from the attack, in the same dream, my Noni came back and she had mad jokes knockin on Betty White. Pure comedy hour. It was great. RIP Noni- I love you.

I gotta go now, Big Bang Theory is on. Its my new favorite show! (and I secretly have a crush on Sheldon) So until next time....I'll be stocking up on kleenex for this weekend :/ kisses!!