Thursday, August 28, 2014

My first camping trip is this weekend

First of all, I want to thank all of you for your sweet encouraging comments on yesterday's post. You are all amazing and I can't tell you how much it all meant to me!

HAPPY FRIDAY! Just kidding, it's Thursday. Except for me, it's Friday because I'm taking tomorrow off so I can enjoy a wonderful four day weekend in the most beautiful place in the world: Yosemite. The only time I've ever been to Yosemite was when I was too little to remember anything so I'm basing my opinion of "most beautiful place in the world" completely on hearsay and Google images. But I mean, see for yourself.

Photo from here.
We're going actual camping. Like, in a tent with sleeping bags and with warnings about bears. The only other time I went camping was when I was like 13 and my youth group went "camping" and you had to bring your own food so I brought some sliced turkey, a loaf of WonderBread, 1 liter of Dr. Pepper, and cinnamon Pop Tarts that I thought were S'mores Pop Tarts until I bit into a [cold] one and realized to my horror that I had made a huge mistake.
This camping trip will be different. Mostly because we'll be making gourmet s'mores. I found this post on Buzzfeed and after I wiped the drool off my keyboard and chin I decided we'd absolutely be making Reese's s'mores and then I really wanted to do Nutella s'mores but I kept having these visions of me hiding in some bushes by a tree eating Nutella out of the jar with a stick and then throwing it up on one of our hikes, so I stuck with Reese's and cookies and cream Hershey's bars. Self-control at its finest. You know how else I exhibited self-control? I did not eat any of the s'mores ingredients last night. NOT A THING. I definitely sniffed the packages a lot but I didn't open anything.
When I asked Keith if he wanted me to bring the one wire hanger I found in my closet when I went through and replaced all my mismatched colors with white ones he said, "Oh, I just figured we'd roast stuff on sticks we found at the camp site." I'll definitely be bringing the wire hanger but I appreciate that we're probably really going to be "roughing it." I told him I want to feel like I'm getting a true camping experience so even if the showers are close by I probably won't use them, and he said, "With how much you sweat when you're not even doing anything I'm gonna have to demand that you shower after a day of hiking."
Keith and I are meeting at his parents' house in the Valley tonight and then we're driving up to Yosemite tomorrow. I'm going to get to his parents' house around 8pm and he'll get there around 3am which means I'm going to have to interact with his parents all by myself without him around to act as a buffer. I love his parents and we get along really well, but I've never hung out with them without anybody else around and I'm feeling pretty nervous about it, but I think it will be a good bonding experience so I'm going to try really hard not to say, "Ok, I'm going to bed" at 830 and just hiding out in their guest bedroom.
I started packing for this trip last night and it didn't go well. Partly because most of my clothes were in the washer when I was packing but also because I looked at my little pile of hiking clothes and thought, there's no way this is enough for four days. But like, it IS actually enough for four days. Because we'll be in the wilderness. Hiking. And I don't need to pack my makeup or hair tools or a regular bra or Mr. Quackers and that's just a really foreign concept to me. I absolutely do have to remember to pack a pillow though, because I'm not 25 anymore and I don't think my body would survive a combination of sleeping on the hard ground and not having a pillow.
I think it's time to end this really long rambling post that is basically just telling you that I'm going camping for the first time and I'm going to be eating amazing s'mores. Please keep your fingers crossed that I don't get eaten by a bear or fall off a waterfall or get really sunburned or fall into the fire. Also please keep your fingers crossed that I don't do anything embarrassing at Keith's parents' house like break something or say something stupid or burp in front of them.
Also what is good camping food because so far all I'm planning on bringing is cans of like, chili and stuff.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

I'm moving

Recently I mentioned that I have to figure out where to move when the lease at my apartment ends. Well, it's decided. In two-ish weeks I'm moving... back in with my parents.
To be honest, I'm really dreading this. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents and I am really thankful that they're willing to let me live with them while I figure out my next move (pun sort of intended but only if it made you laugh), but I feel like in the last year, and especially the last three months, I've gotten really good at living on my own. It's just one of my many special talents. Coming home to an empty apartment and doing whatever I want (which usually involves a hike, some Netflix, and then general laziness) is pretty great and I'm sad to be giving that up.
Financially though, this is definitely the best decision. Anything that involves free rent can't be a bad thing, right? (Joke, don't take me seriously.) Living with my parents will allow me to savesavesave which will, in turn, make whatever comes next much easier. I'm just kind of sad. Last night I was going through my closet trying to get rid of old clothes (six bags of clothes are ready to be donated or given to my sister or something) and I ended up just wandering aimlessly around my apartment thinking of all the things I'm going to miss. I reminisced about the memories in the apartment over the last year... some made me really sad but most made me smile, and I just let myself feel sad to be saying goodbye to this stage of life.

I just wrote three whole paragraphs about all the little details I'm going to miss, but if I were you I'd probably just skim those paragraphs, so I deleted them. You're welcome.

Probably what I'm going to miss the most is my independence. I won't be able to leave dirty dishes on the coffee table or the counter and just think, I'll get to that later, like I do now. I'll have to actually be clothed when I'm walking around the house. I won't be able to have a bottle glass of wine or a ninja mimosa whenever I feel like it. I won't live .75 miles away from my favorite mountain to hike. I won't live 7 minutes away from Target. But I also won't be woken up at 530 every single morning by that stupid bird and his incessant squawking. Silver lining, right?

Sometimes you have to take a step backward to take some steps forward, or something like that. And even though I know I'm being dramatic about this and it's probably not a big deal and it's for the best and tons of people live with their parents, I'm sad. Last year when I moved out of their house I felt like I was taking this huge step forward and I was finally on my own, but I feel like I'm just backpedaling and I think a little bit of me is embarrassed. Part of me feels like a failure, which is stupid. I know so many people who live with their parents and I've never once thought "Oh, that person failed and that's so lame that she lives with her parents." Not once have I thought that. I guess we just judge ourselves harder than we judge other people.

This weekend Keith and I are going camping in Yosemite (I should have written a post about how I'm freaking out about camping for the very first time and what the heck am I supposed to pack???) and then I only have one more weekend in my little apartment before I officially don't live on my own anymore. It's probably safe to say that the ninja mimosas will be flowing heavily that weekend.

Ugh I'm really sorry this was so depressing. I thought writing was supposed to make you feel better but for some reason this just made it feel more real and I'm still sad so it's probably a good time to take a look at some of my favorite GIFs.



Monday, August 25, 2014

Vlogging Take 2

Last week Keith and I vlogged (finally) and I had a really great time doing it so when he finally came back from Alaska and I got to see him over the weekend I was like, "We're doing this again." I asked you to give us stuff to talk about and YOU DID. So I drank some wine, some expensive French wine (that wasn't very special) and we took some shots of Fireball and we recorded this video and you can watch it if you want but you're under no obligation to do so.


Thanks to the following people for giving us stuff to talk about:
Becca @ Becoming Adorrable
Lindsay @ The Wife in Training
Faith @ Cause You Gotta Have Faith
Kelley @ A Moyer Adventure
Allie @ Allieology
Melanie @ Ribbons and Rotor Blades
Lisette @ Northern Belle Diaries
Rachael @ The Rachael Way
Kelsey @ The Blonder Side of Life
And because I'm so classy I'll just tell you that after this video was finished I proceeded to fall down the stairs, puke up my guts, and punch Keith in the face.
Disclaimer: I am not engaged. The ring is fake and I had been wearing it as a joke earlier and forgot to take it off OOPS.

Chili's at home frozen dinners


Thank you to Bellisio Foods for sponsoring this post and keeping my meals tasty and bold!
I was compensated for this post, but all opinions are my own. This frozen dinner was truly delicious!

I am not a cook. Because I live alone I don't like to spend a lot of time cooking and making a mess. I'm usually looking for great frozen foods that I can heat up quickly, but I usually end up sacrificing flavor for convenience. Well, with Chili's at home meals I no longer have to make that sacrifice!

Located in the frozen dinner aisle, Chili's at home meals come in a variety of flavors that are easy to prepare without skimping on taste! In addition, you can purchase either a single serving meal, a multi-serving meal, or a family-sized meal, which makes it easy to plan a meal for just yourself or for your family and friends. I purchased the multi-serve meal in the chicken fajita rice flavor. It was delicious and I was able to save what I didn't eat so I can have an easy and delicious meal again later in the week! Plus, Chili's at home frozen dinners are super affordable and won't break the bank!


When I'm looking for meals to prepare for myself, the two most important factors for me are flavor and ease. Chili's at home frozen dinners are winners in both areas. All I did was pour the contents of a bag into a pan and heat it on the stove, stirring occasionally. When I was finished I had a fully cooked and colorful meal that left my taste buds begging for more!


Another thing I love is that there are so many different flavors to choose from. The one I want to get next is the bacon mac n' cheese. I mean, bacon, pasta, and cheese.... you can't go wrong! Did this post make you feel hungry? I HOPE SO BECAUSE I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU. If you click here you can see all the flavors Chili's makes and you can get a coupon so you can experience the taste explosion for yourself! What flavors are you excited to try?

Friday, August 22, 2014

A blonde tries to use an elliptical...

THERE ARE GROSS PICTURES OF A BRUISE IN THIS POST, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

Last night I was looking at my legs and I saw a bruise on my left knee from when I fell down that mountain, a bruise on my left shin from when I got beaned by a softball on Monday night, that weird bug bite/rash thing on my right leg, and a couple of other bruises that are mysterious and I couldn't tell you where they came from. The bruise from softball is pretty bad, but the worst part is that it's really numb. Anyway, today I'm going to tell you the story of the worst bruise I've ever gotten. I think it's a pretty good story. 

Back in January of 2011 I was pretty into fitness. So into fitness that I even joined a gym. SO into fitness that sometimes I'd go to the gym twice in one day just to feel the burn and the sweat and also maybe because I'd heard that the gym is a great place to meet a man. I usually did my cardio on the treadmill because I could set it at a high incline and just walk and still feel like I was getting a good workout even if I wasn't because I was going like really slow. Sometimes I'd jog on the treadmill because I wanted to be "a runner." Whenever I saw pictures of people falling on treadmills I'd roll my eyes because I mean, how dumb do you have to be to fall off of a piece of gym equipment? Ugh. PEOPLE.


One evening I went to the gym around 7pm (because that's when Jeopardy! was on and I wanted to watch it while I worked out) and apparently e.v.e.r.y.o.n.e. goes to the gym at that time because it was packed. There were 0 treadmills available, but there were a few elliptical machines, so I was like UGH FINE and I got a magazine and my headphones and set to work on the elliptical. I hate the elliptical because it's way too easy to half-ass it and not actually get a work out. That's probably mostly because of my inherent laziness though. So anyway, Jeopardy! was on a commercial and I was reading my magazine and both of my hands were on the magazine which left nothing to give me balance on the elliptical. Then I started going faster, and faster, and all of a sudden


That's not what happened. I've just been searching for a GIF of somebody falling off an elliptical and I can't fine one. What happened was I was going pretty fast and I wasn't using my hands and...I slipped. My left leg went in between the pedals and the pedals weren't about to be stopped by something as stupid as my leg, so they kept going and going and going like the freaking energizer bunny and my leg was just stuck there and nobody came to help me even though the gym was packed and there was a guy on an elliptical two machines away from me who I know saw me because we made eye contact. I finally got the machine to stop and I pulled my leg out and tried to compose myself and then got mad that nobody came to help the dumb blonde with her leg stuck in between the elliptical pedals.

I had to go up to the front desk and explain what happened and you guys I swear the girl was trying her hardest not to laugh because really who falls off an elliptical machine?

"...you fell off the elliptical? How did that even happen?"

SHUT UP LADY. IT HAPPENED BECAUSE I WAS BEING VERY INTENSE AND FIT.

They gave me ice and I went home and took this picture.


I sent a text to my nurse aunt who told me to RICE it (rest, ice, compression, elevation) and that my whole leg would probably bruise because of all the blood and gravity or something. I was like, "Yeah, ok. That's not going to happen."

Ha. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaa. Ha.

A few days later, my leg looked like this.


And then a few days later, it looked like this.


And then later is the best picture I have of it, which still doesn't even show the full amount of disgusting my leg was and I'm pissed because I had lots more gross pictures on my old Android but I took it out to the pool one day while I was sunbathing and my phone like, got cooked from the sun and it stopped working.


My entire leg was a bruise. It was bruised all the way around and down on my foot and I had a huge cankle and a lump where the elliptical pedals had pushed and shoved my leg so much that they deformed it and one of the girls I was nannying said, "Wow, you look like the guy in Beastley," and another girl said, "You're not going to get a boyfriend with a leg like THAT."

It's been 3 1/2 years and I still have that lump on my leg BTW.

I really wanted to go back to the gym and ask if they had any video of the incident on their security cameras but I chickened out and I'm really regretting that now because I think that could have been my ticket to getting made into a GIF.

So anyway that's the story of my worst bruise ever and this is also a PSA to be very careful if you ever use an elliptical. You don't even really have to be that careful, you mostly just have to keep at least one hand on the machine because it's embarrassing for somebody to say, "Why is your leg so lumpy?" and to have to reply with, "Oh... uhhh I fell off an elliptical 3 1/2 years ago," and for them to laugh at you because they think you must be joking.

Jerks.

Happy weekend Keith and I are vlogging tonight.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Fiddy fiddy fiddy

Allie told me I have to answer these 50 questions and at first I was like, "NO I DON'T WANT TO" but then I was like, "Actually I don't have a post planned for Wednesday yet sooo..." and here we are.

You know how I'm not above blatantly asking you to click things for me? Just click this link. And then this one. And that's all.

The other thing is that I had so much fun filming that vlog with Keith that I want to do it again. I've always loved watching vlogs where people answer questions, so if you want to give us something to talk about you can go ahead and ask something. Something like, "How come you haven't burned that jacket that Keith wore in the first vlog yet?" That would work.

SPEAKING OF QUESTIONS LET'S DO IT TO IT (what does that even mean).

1. What are you wearing? This. This picture is from a year and a half ago and it was when I thought I could be a fashion blogger and I probably totally missed my calling because I am rocking that tan cardigan like NOBODY'S BUSINESS.

2. Ever been in love? Yes. Especially with carbs.
3. Ever had a terrible breakup? Yes, but what you think is terrible when you're 17 isn't actually terrible when you look back on it at 26.
4. How tall are you? 5' 9" and the weather up here is fine thanks for asking.
5. How much do you weigh? Less than I did 4 months ago but more than I want to 4 months from now.
6. Any tattoos? No, but sometimes I draw a dainty heart on my wrist with a Sharpie so I can look like one of the tattooed girls on the internet.
7. Any piercings? I have 8 in my ears and I used to have my tongue and belly button pierced but I took those out because my rebellious days are o-v-e-r.
8. OTP (one true pair, favorite fictional couple)? Nathan and Haley from One Tree Hill and Adam and Kristina and Adam on Parenthood.


9. Favorite show? Scandal, Revenge, Breaking Bad, Sons of Anarchy, Parenthood, The Mindy Project, Parks and Rec, How I Met Your Mother, Friends, etc etc etc etc.
10. Favorite bands? I don't know. I saw Lady Antebellum in concert and they were amazing so I choose them.
11. Something you miss? Being able to get my tragus piercing out of my ear.
12. Favorite song? No.
13. How old are you? 26.
14. Zodiac sign? Gemini, which apparently means I'm two-faced. Which makes sense because sometimes I talk to myself on Twitter.
15. Quality you look for in a partner? Hmmmmmm. BUT THERE ARE SO MANY. Probably the most important thing is a good sense of humor. Like, Keith and I have fun and laugh even if we're watching the history channel (his choice not mine, I have way more interesting taste).
16. Favorite quote? "I love you Juliette, you're the best ever at anything you try."
17. Favorite actor? Christian Bale.
18. Favorite color? Pink, because I am a cliche.
19. Loud music or soft? Soft.
20. Where do you go when you're sad? I curl up in a ball in my bed and stare at the wall and hug Mr. Quackers.
21. How long does it take you to shower? Usually like 9 minutes.
22. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning? Thirty minutes from the time I get out of bed to the time I walk out of the front door.
23. Ever been in a physical fight? Yeah last weekend when I punched Keith in the arm and left a bruise. He asked me to. It was fine.
24. Turn on? I like Lindsay's answer: "Three + glasses of wine."
25. Turn off? Food stuck in the teeth and/or a negative attitude.
26. The reason I started blogging? I first started when I was 17ish and Cristen got me into it. I started this blog because I was reading blogs all day long and I wanted to join in on the fun.
27. Fears? That when I go to the bathroom in the middle of the night a snake will be in the toilet and he'll bite my arse.
28. Last thing that made you cry? When Keith's plane took off for Alaska on Saturday. Stupid.
29. Last time you said you loved someone? Yesterday, to my grandma. (Awwwwww)
30. Meaning behind the name of your blog? Whenever people meet me and hear my name they say, "Like Romeo and Juliet?" and I always say, "No, the other Juliette." and it confuses them and it's hilarious why aren't you laughing.
31. Last book you read? Uhhhhhhh... I think it was some David Baldacci book and it clearly made an impact on my life.
32. The book you're currently reading? Full Disclosure by Dee Henderson and if my brother hadn't made snarky comments in the margins I wouldn't be able to finish it because it's terrible.
33. Last show you watched? Parks and Rec.
34. Last person you talked to? Out loud? The cashier at Trader Joe's last night.
35. The relationship between you and the person you last texted? It was Keith. Have I mentioned Keith before?
36. Favorite food? Sandwiches.
37. Place you want to visit? EVERYWHERE ALL THE BLOGGING PEOPLE LIVE. LIKE YOU AND YOU AND YOU. Also the Tower of London to see the torture stuff.
38. Last place you were? The bathroom.
39. Do you have a crush? Geez could this get any more MySpace-y??
40. Last time you kissed someone? Saturday.
41. Last time you were insulted? Yesterday when my Grandma told me she's glad I'm dating Keith because was starting to get worried I'd "never find someone."
42. Favorite flavor of sweet? Well that just totally depends on my mood. Sometimes sour skittles, sometimes pretzel m&ms, sometimes hershey kisses melted in a bowl that I eat with a spoon, sometimes sour ropes, sometimes bubble gum.... this question just isn't fair.
43. What instruments do you play? The piano. I was going to be in a huge piano competition in high school but then I smashed my hand through a window and my dreamed were kicked to the curb.
44. Favorite piece of jewelry? My dainty gold bracelets ... I wear them like every single day.
45. Last sport you played? Softball on Monday night. I got beaned in the shin by the ball and I have a lovely bruise.
46. Last song you sang? "Bartender" by Lady Antebellum.
47. Favorite chat up line? I don't understand the question. Like pick up line? I hate them all.
48. Have you ever used it? Actually I have used pick up lines just to be a smartass.


49. Last time you hung out with anyone? Ummmmmmm I guess if we're being honest, it was yesterday with my grandma at lunch. I AM SO COOL.
50. Who should answer these questions next? Erryone. You and you and you.