I Have Neglected You Once Again, But I Return in the Spirit of Procrastination!

ERMAHGERD!!!!!

So it's been a really long time since I've written a post and I feel bad about it. A lot has happened in the past year-ish so let's do a really do quick catch-up.

1. I GOT A KITTY!!! Her name is Luna, but I also call her Kitty, Kiki, Lulu, Pretty Princess, and a plethora of other barftastic cutesies. And an adorable boyfriend, Wilhelm (of course that's not really his name, but his family is German and he wrestled, so I Googled German wrestlers and found the name Wilhelm so....yeah).

Both are picture here :

2. I'm one semester away from graduating with my associates so I can go on to more real school! Woot on that front. I can't wait to play with skeletons. On a related note, I have also developed a fascination with cannibalism....maybe that's weird, I don't really care. 

3. I have spent much of the year watching Informative Murder Porn and documentaries about serial killers. Also, maybe it's weird but I don't care. 

4. I have also spent many, many hours feeding my Doctor Who obsession. 

5. I got a job as a Pure Romance consultant, selling bath and bedroom accessories....what?! Yeah, I did. 

Umm....So that's that. Otherwise, I'm trying to get my life together and function as a responsible adult and contribute to society. It's a pretty boring idea but I'm pretty bad at it so I guess it's not such a big deal. Speaking of, Wilhelm says it's time to go grocery shopping and I suppose I need to study. Procrastinating over.

Ta ta!

This Was Saved As A Draft And It's Been Sitting As Such For Like A Year...Here You Go!!

Today, I was sitting the hallway, minding my own business waiting for my class to start and witnessed on not one, but two occasions, someone trying to get a drink from the water fountain, only to discover that the water only spouted out about 2 centimeters and then started to shake and rattle and not shut off upon release of that little thing that you push to make it come out in the first place. Good thing I witnessed their failure before trying to fill up my water bottle. Being the occasional wallflower sometimes has its perks.

For Lack of Better Words, Enter Witty and Sarcastic Title Here

So my last couple of posts have been absent of my usual biting sarcasm and ridiculous adventures, and for that I am truly sorry... hopefully I can redeem myself starting now. But life has been slightly on the uneventful side recently. It's also been kind of like a movie again - those times that are so ever so perfect even if only for a few brief moments, and you know you want them to last longer but if they did, they'd probably be ruined.

It all started at Pat's on Thursday night when it was time to watch the Fiesta Bowl. Unfortunately, K-State lost and there was tragedy in the air but I don't care! I'm still proud to be a Wildcat! So there. Rawr rawr rawr. And one of the boys sitting in front of us just happened to be cute and nerdy and charming and a gentlemen. But of course, my life is not a movie, so after he walked me home and kissed me goodnight and told me he wished I lived in Kansas City, he wandered off into the night to round up his belligerent friends. Part of me is kicking myself for not giving him my number, but the other part of me just says - hey, it was fun and probably would have ruined itself if it had become something more. Let's face it. Between my new job and school and all the other things I'm trying to get straightened out in my life, I don't even need that kind of distraction right now.

And yes, that's right. NEW JOB. So excited. I shall be serving at the Keltic Star Public House - Aggieville's first pub, and it has a British theme and all the comfort food of the homeland. I cannot wait to start, it's all I could hope for as I work my way through school.

So until next time, when hopefully something excited will have happened, I bid you toodles!
Miss Georgia

Here's My Cliche New Year's Post

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

This New Year's Day, I decided to look back to last New Year's Day and go from there. Last year, I wrote this, and reading it now, I'd say that some things were accomplished and others were not. 2012 was an improvement and I learned a lot from my mistakes and regret nothing. Well maybe one thing, but it's not huge. Throughout the year I successfully got carried away, was swept off my feet, did things I'd never done before, made new friends that I love, fell in (and out) of love, finally figured out what I want and what I need right here and now, enrolled in school to complete my associates degree. But I also worked too hard and let it get me down. I didn't watch a sunset, or look at the stars enough, or wiggle my toes in the grass, or smell wildflowers, or crochet very much. I didn't read the stack of books or finish my half-played videogames or dance in the rain or be as graceful as I could've been.

SO this year, I'm going to expect more of myself. I want to get rid of more pointless crap that clutters up my house. I want to bring my kitty cat home. I'm going to crochet more. I'm going to remember birthdays and anniversaries. I'm going to get A's in school and fix my GPA. I'm going to read and play those videogames. I'm going to spend time with my existing friends and make more new ones. I'm going to get a new job. I'm going to get closer to Oregon. I'm going to be healthy. I'm going to be a better human being, a better friend, a better daughter, a better employee, a better volunteer. I'm going to go to more concerts, museums, galleries, parties. I'm going to things for those less fortunate than myself. I'm going to wear more hats and dye my hair even brighter colors. I'm going to explore and have adventures and embrace the world.

It's like 2012 was the year I prepared myself, and 2013 is going to the year that I truly shine. I feel like I'm entering into a new era, a new phase of life. I'm ready to take on whatever you have to throw at me. This is the happiest I've been in so long and I'm so glad that it's how I'm starting the New Year. My year five teacher, Mr Brown, always said "Let's start as we mean to go on" and that's exactly what I'm going to do. Today I'm going to get my house into some form of organization and I'm going to sing and go to the gym and play some Muramasa and get a good night's sleep!

I wish everyone joy and laughter and love to last the entire year, and I'm leaving you with a song.
Mumford & Sons - Not With Haste

So Happy New Year, everyone!
Miss Georgia

Christmas in Review...And Some Other Stuff

The highlights of my
Christmas swag.

I'll just say here that I hope everyone had a jolly good holiday season. I traveled back to the 217 for a few days... it's a good 8 hour drive straight down I-70, but I kind of enjoy it in a weird way. It was the first really good Christmas we've had in years. I wanted a Mr Blobby plush more than anything but my mom couldn't find one so she made me one. My mom is better than yours. If you don't know Mr Blobby, see here for giggles. And yeah, that's a 1.75 liter bottle from my dad. That's how my family does Christmas, ha.


My goal was to make most presents this year, which I succeeded in. I made this painting for my ma. She wanted something Georgia O'Keefe -ish. It reminded me how much I like painting. Maybe I'll do it more during 2013.

We laugh the same because
we're creepy like that.

And then we tried to take pictures to send to the grandparentals over in England but I started making silly faces and then no one could be serious and my dad took pics of my mom and I laughing and it was very apparent that the older I get, the more alike we are.

One hand-made blanket.

They're just so adorable. 

And then one of my wonderful friends got married and it was an amazing shin-dig full of so much love and happiness. I made them a blanket, which I worked really hard on and I'm fairly pleased with myself over it and I have a feeling I'm going to end up making a lot more as my mother has already placed two requests.








So with all that, I'm going to sign off and reflect a little bit and be back soon with my cliche New Years post.

Toodles!
Miss Georgia
x

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year...Except for the Part Where Bill Clinton Tried to Make Out with Me

Longest title ever! But I really do think it's the most wonderful time of the year - I LOVE Christmas. I'm the person that quivers with joy as I walk through the Christmas aisles looking at everything sparkle and shine and glisten. Christmas music fills me with magical wonder and the thought of snow on Christmas day makes giddy with unrealistic hope (because it's still 50 freaking degrees - typical fickle Kansas. It was 6 degrees last Monday, and today's high is 52!).

Yesterday was my Christmas party, and there is now glitter all over my kitchen floor, but that's okay... I needed something to cheer the place up. I made this dress - well, I bought the dress (totally on sale) and then sewed the the tinsel onto it, which was no easy feat as the room was still spinning from Saturday night. There were ugly sweaters, reindeer antlers, and many bottles of wine. A great success. And then I fell asleep on the couch for the third night in a row (sometimes I really just don't want to get up and go to my bed) and that's when it happened - Bill Clinton tried to make out with me!! Rough night. I have the stupidest dreams. Who even has dreams about Bill Clinton anymore anyway? I wouldn't have felt weird about it if it were Obama, but noooo.

So I'd like to take a moment in this festive spirit and share with you all:

Georgia's Top Five Favorite Christmas Songs

5. Baby, It's Cold Outside - Johnny Mercer and Margaret Whiting (here)

     So this one isn't technically a Christmas song but it is. It's just cheeky and classy and delightful.

4. The Christmas Song - Nat King Cole (here)

     It's a classic. The man is great. And it is a simple phrase that has been complicated by our modern society. It might not be PC anymore, but a simple Merry Christmas is heartwarming. 

3. Fairytale of New York - The Pogues ft Kirsty MacColl (here)

     This song is very different from all the others on this list, but it's still a geat song. It makes me feel like I need to be sitting in a bar drowning my sorrows in Guiness but it's a reminder that Christmas isn't magical for everyone.

2. I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day - Wizzard (here)

    Now is a good time to state that no one does Christmas like the Brits, and I've never truly felt Christmas since we moved to the States and every single Christmas I miss England more than anything. I had actually forgotten that this song existsed until I came across it yesterday on a Christmas compilation and it lit up my whole afternoon. And now I will wallow in the memories of my childhood - Cadbury's advent calendars and selection boxes, tins of Quality Street, Mr. Blobby and Noel's House Party Christmas Specials (we have the BEST Christmas TV specials), Top of the Pops Christmas, Wallace and Gromit, Christmas crackers, mince pies, Christingle services, watching the Queen, Boxing Day, nut roast. The list is endless. 

1. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas - Frank Sinatra (here)

     Something about Frank's voice and this song and everything just makes me so happy when I hear it. It's the ultimate classic, and I never really noticed how much I enjoyed it until I was decorating my tree after Thanksgiving dinner at Andrea and Dave's and it just became one of those perfect moments. I was standing precariously on the arm of the sofa putting the star on the tree top and thinking about what a pleasant afternoon it had been for all of us who couldn't be with our own families, and due to some form of cosmic alignment just at the perfect moment, I hear the lyrics "through the years we all will be together if the fates allow/hang a shining star upon the highest bow/and have yourself a merry little Christmas now". How perfect?! 

There you have it, I hope you enjoyed those songs. I'm off to get crafty - it's crunch time! So much to do.

Toodles, Miss Georgia.

Maroon is More Red Than Anything Else... Right?

Seriously... I only posted twice in November! I'm sorry that I fail at keeping you all up to date with the goings on in my life. You can bury me up to my head and then stone me to death after this post.

Laverne and Shirley, on the
prowl! She's Shirley, I'm
totally Laverne.

Well they're maroon... but that's
kind of red. 

So let's see... what is going on? What has been happening? Well... Last night was ladies night, whoa! We got dressed to the 9's and went out to paint the town red. Like my shoes! And we looked sassy and classy and there were free drinks to be had and men breaking their necks, duh. And fun was had all round. Also, whoever said 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger' never tried to Wobble in those shoes.


And last weekend the Wildcats won the Big 12 title, so in some twisted turn of fate to further tear my soul in two, we are facing off against the Ducks in the Fiesta Bowl. Because I haven't been tortured enough all season, now my two teams are pitted against each other. It should be an awesome game though, and I figured I would take the next day off work so I can watch this game the way it's meant to be watched - in a bar, with everyone else who is too poor to go to Arizona, drinking beer and screaming at the TV in unison. Either way, I win anyway. I'll just wear am Oregon shirt under my K-State shirt. I'm probably going to get lynched.

Today I drank waaaaay too much coffee, approximately 50 ounces to be precise, and let me tell you - I'm definitely paying for it right now. I have the worst caffeine-crashing headache. It's my own fault, I suppose. So I cooked myself a romantic dinner for one and chilled out in my relatively clean apartment. I guess that means I'll have to be twice as festively productive since I still have many many things to do before I'm ready for Christmas. And next weekend is my Christmas SpecTACKular. Get it? I know, I'm clever. More on that after it's happened - it's likely to be a hit, like all of my gatherings.

I have a really bad habit of leaving things unfinished - it's something I'm trying to change. But I suppose now is as good a time as ever to touch on revelation #3 "If you throw a pirate party, don't be surprised when you wake up the next day and your house has been literally pillaged and plundered (and all the rum is gone)." What a strange revelation that doesn't really have anything to do with your ones, is what you might be thinking. Well... those of you who remember my very first post, it was right after my 24th birthday, which I celebrated by throwing a pirate party. Costumes, rum, pirate music, the works. And the revelation is pretty self-explanatory... I think we went through about 6 bottles of rum, on top of all the other liquor. There were swords and hats and eye patches and mustaches strewn about the next day. There was cake and frosting EVERYWHERE - seriously... on the bathroom wall and all over my kitchen cabinets, floor, and oven. I'd say if we were going for a realistic pirate theme, it was successful.

Okay, I'm sorry I don't have anything as exciting or as ridiculous as normal, but I'll work on that, I promise!

I'll leave you with this song for now, because it's perfect in every way.
From Finner - Of Monsters and Men

Toodles, Miss Georgia