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Recently, I was thinking about my love of proclamations. They’re pretty much ultimatums I make for my life and then never follow through. Well, sometimes I follow through, I guess that’s another proclamation. The never. Does anyone else have a problem with this? It often seems like most people have it all together and just know what to do and have no problem being adults. So, I’m like, I need to get it together. Let’s make a change, self. Then I tell myself things like,

I’m never talking to her again

I’m never talking to him again

I’m never smoking again

No more texting

No more facebook

I’m going to call one of them every day

I’m going to work out every day

I’m never eating sugar again

Those people are crazy

I’m crazy

I’m not dating anyone for 6 months

I’m going to do (fill in random, intense life change here) every day/week/month/second

I’m going to do this better

I’m going to do this perfect

Then after I make said proclamation, the next week/month/day (more often than not, it’s the next day…sigh) I’m doing it again. But not just doing it, I’m doing it full force. I’m all like, well, eff it. If I can’t do said ridiculous thing perfectly, then I might as well do the opposite super intensely. Like, I’m going to smoke 3 PACKS OF CIGARETTES TODAY since I smoked one (I have actually quit smoking for a little over 2 months, yay me), I’m going to call the shit out of this person, I’m going to eat 4 pounds of sugar, I’m going to drink EIGHT cups of coffee!!

So, after I break the whatever, I’m super disappointed in myself and I feel like a failure and a loser and crazy and like I’m never going to do anything right and blah blah blah. It’s kind of no wonder I continue to attract crazy people. Goodness me.

Maybe I will try to say things like, I’m going to try to do this better, once a week, cut down, quit, whatever. And then if I fail I can try again. Because life is more about trying and doing my best. Not doing it perfect. No one can live up to that.

Can you relate?

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I don’t know about you, but I’m totally addicted to my phone. I’m constantly checking Twitter and Facebook and commenting away on every single little thing that’s going on. Like this:

Who cares that I’m ordering school books, I’ll tell you. Me. And that’s it. Because they’re expensive.

So, I decided to unplug for TWO WHOLE DAYS. No phone (because texting is out of control and it’s making my life unmanageable. FAY), no Facebook and no Twitter. I had to use my computer to complete school assignments so I couldn’t completely unplug everything. But, while on the computer, I disabled my messenger so I couldn’t get distracted by it.

I gave the people I talk to regularly the phone number for the land line and encouraged them to contact me by calling if they needed anything. Shockingly, my one friend who texts me about 100 times a day (seriously, I’m not exaggerating) didn’t call at all. I guess those messages just aren’t that important.

The weird thing is that I kept thinking of random things I needed to tweet, like “These crackers taste weird” “Chico is being bossy” “It’s freezing in here.” Stupid.

Something amazing happened. I realized I can live without my phone! OMG. I didn’t know I could. No texting, facebook, twitter, whatever and I survived. (And I didn’t get in a horrible car accident where I wasn’t able to call 911. It’s a fear of mine.) I lived even though I couldn’t constantly connect with everyone I know.

But, as soon as I turned the phone back on I was stuck to it again immediately. Checking texts, Facebook and Twitter for the last two days. I think I stared at the screen for 2 whole hours and I was with friends. I missed the point here somehow.

Before I moved back in with my parents, I didn’t have cable. And before not having cable, I watched TV all the time, but I watched The Office, Parks and Recreation, Burn Notice, PsychYou know, quality shows. I never would’ve been caught dead watching “that reality crap.” I was proud to be in the  dark about the Kardashians (which I still put my foot down about), I didn’t know what a Snookie was, when someone referred to anything on the Bravo TV Network, I sneered.

Not only was moving out of the city and into the ‘burbs hard because it’s the burbs (I’m pretty sure I’d previously said something about never being caught dead out there) and I didn’t know anyone and I was moving in with MY PARENTS (gasp, moan!). They have tv and my mom watches Bravo day and night. DAY AND NIGHT PEOPLE. Going from no cable to Bravo 24/7 was super overwhelming.

Not wanting to sit in my room by myself all the time, I ended up sitting through some Bravo. For the first few months, I rolled my eyes, I acted like a 15 year old (I’m not proud) and changed the channel when my mom was in the bathroom, ahem, and I told her she was making us both dumber the longer we watched.

Then I discovered Watch What Happens Live with Andy Cohen.

The only purpose of this show is to discuss the housewives shows and drink on air. Literally.  That’s all it does. And it’s glorious. I can’t get enough. I started watching the Housewife shows so I’d know what was going on on this show. And now I’m sucked into those, too!!

I stayed up last night when I had to get up at 5:30am just to watch the season finale live (it’s a very interactive show) and because it’s the last show of the season. It was called the Gleeson Finalglee because Lea Michelle and the other dude from Glee were on there. It. Was. Awesome.

And, the best thing is that it’s going to be back on air January 8th 5 DAYS A WEEK. That doesn’t really have to do with the Gleeson Finalglee, but…

Andy Cohen has a turtle and she tweeted me this picture one time. It was awesome.

Also, my dream job when I graduate is to work on this show. They have a graphics department that photoshops stuff all over other random stuff. ‘Love’

School is back in session!  As much as I enjoyed laying in my bed watching Modern Family (OMG! seriously, the best show ever) and Game of Thrones, it’s nice to have a purpose to my days again.  I did make many, many, many bear ears which will soon be available.

The past few days, I’ve been embracing the town my parents’ house is in.  Instead of driving into the city every day, I’m staying out here on my days off.  It’s finally hit me that I’m out here to stay (at least for a while) and I need to make friends.  So, I’m working on making some.  It’s exciting.  I’ve reconnected with old friends and have met some new, wonderful ladies.

I wonder if every one else at school is having as much fear and trepidation as I am.  As I mentioned before, I have a hard time staying in the moment.  I have this little voice in my head telling me I’m going to be a failure and that is horrifying!!  Because once that little voice gets hold, my mind goes to, What if you’re not supposed to be at this school?  What if you’re not good enough?  What if you’re never good enough?  You’ll never get a job and you’ll be in so much debt!  You’re going to be a failure! You’re never going to have a career!  You’re going to die alone and feral cats will eat your body!  and on and on and on…

Huff…I feel a little stressed just writing it out, but a little better putting it out there.  It doesn’t have as much power once I see it.  It’s almost laughable.  I need to write those things on toilet paper (like I said I was) and flush them.

Ok.  Today is going to be a great day.  And I’m going to do my best, and that’s all I can do, right?

Knitting time!  Mother Nature has been good to us in Georgia, giving us lower temperatures already!  I love it.  Because I really hate summer and hate to be hot and Fall is right up my alley.  Not to mention it’s a beautiful time of year.

Seeing new yarn and knits around the blogosphere has my little heart a-thumping.  So, here is some knitting porn for your viewing pleasure :)

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Working away

The cutest and best face to come home to.  My sweet boy :)

Last night, I went to karaoke at this total dive trucker bar.  It.  Was.  Awesome.  I’ve been there before, but this time it wasn’t 10 degrees outside and there were a lot of people there.  It was the kind of place where our waitress was wasted by the end of the night and we all had bar tabs because she came to the table once every hour or so.  Oh, and the employees get up and sing and they all know most of the karaokers.  Because they are there all the time.

The friends I went with were great.  It was kind of funny, because several people I knew showed up and they knew other people I knew.

It was funny to have friends show up that you didn’t know knew other friends.  It was awesome.  People from school showed up and my favorite barista.  And then we realized we knew even more of each others’ friends.  Really cool.

I sang Atlanta by Alison Krauss and Downtown by Petula Clark.  And I’m pretty sure I did an ok job.  It’s so different sounding singing into a mic rather than singing in the car or shower.  I was all like, “Is that me?”

And, here is proof, as if you needed it, that I, indeed, knit everywhere.

It’s back on!  The best show on TV right now (I’m not sure if I even believe this, but I really, really, really like it).  My best group of lady friends and I got together and had a little soiree to celebrate the occasion (did you know there’s only one s in this word?).  It was great, we watched the season finale from last season and the first episode from this season.  I can’t wait until next week!

Here are some pictures from the party.  Mary, the hostess, really went above and beyond.  And yes, the jello molds were unbelievable.

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Did you watch?  What did you think?

As I’m sure you’re aware (unless you’re on the current “good side” of the world and are experiencing autumn, the best season ever) the sun and heat are upon us.  This means sunglasses.  My go to designer sunglasses I scraped and saved for from 5 years ago are broken and in a box in my storage unit somewhere.  This, my friends, makes me uber sad.  I love, love, love  those things and have gone above and beyond to take care of them.  When I was in the store buying the only super designer thing I own (of the Gucci, Prada, Fendi level) freaking about about how much money I was laying down on some plastic with a designer logo, the store associate said, “These are the rules for these sunglasses.  If they’re not on your face, they should be in the case.”  I have stuck to this almost religiously.  But, like I said, they’re broken and in a box somewhere (in their case, mind you).

With some birthday money (because I’m in school and can’t afford life’s little luxuries right now) I scrounged up enough to get some cute Chloe glasses.  But, alas, I realized I don’t need to be dropping that kind of money, even if it is a gift, on a pair of sunglasses.  Even if I love them and they make me feel awesome when I walk in a room (is it weird sunglasses make me feel that way or is it more weird that I walk into rooms with them on?), I can get a lot of gas for that.

Alas, I returned them.  The moral to the story is I’m on the hunt for some cute, reasonably priced sunglasses (preferably under $35 dollars) that make me feel proud to have them on my face, aren’t from a big box store and are “me.”  I have found some I’d like to share and, I’m requesting help.  If you know of some sunnies you like that fit in this category, please leave me a comment with the link.  I will heart you forever and ever.

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Apparently, I need to go to Urban Outfitters.  What do you guys think?  Which styles are you into?

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