Thursday, July 31, 2014

The saddest, funniest thing you've seen today

Sadie's a sweet big sister. When I was that little, I think my brother just hoped I wouldn't follow him around everywhere. Didn't work.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

A Wednesday reminder

Just a reminder on Wednesday that your whole house is great; you can do anything good! 

Yeah, yeah, yeah! Better than anyone.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Quirks about me that any roommie of mine needs to know

Linking up again with your favorite ladies to blog again in July. I'm not doing the whole blog-everyday thing because I'm against The Man. And I suck at blogging daily. 

The prompt today is to blog five facts about yourself, but I gotta be honest, I wasn't sure if I was going to blog today because I've done this type of thing before. A few times. I'm practically a trend setting, just 2 years ago. I'm basically the hipster of blogger trend setting.

Thus, I've decided to list five quirks about me that any potential roommate should take note in case they're thinking about living with me. I don't have a roommate (and haven't in a long time), but I was with my office's administrative assistant yesterday and we got to talking about the weird things that roommates do (hers always makes her buy the toilet paper, and she was lamenting that). We all have our quirks, right? Here's mine:

I refuse to buy large pieces of chocolate. I'd rather just buy a big ol' bag of Hershey's kisses (with almonds, of course) and unwrap/eat 4 then roll up the foil outsides into a ball so Chloe can chase it for a few minutes. This happens daily (I like my chocolate, shut up!). Chloe believes it's not food unless you can play with it.

I paint my nails every other day. Sometimes daily. Usually a neutral or light pink, but sometimes bright red. I used to bite my nails, so now instead I just make sure there's nail polish to chip at instead of my nails. This also means that I chip my nail polish a lot, but I clean up after myself. It could be worse.

I like to listen to music or watch Netflix while getting ready in the morning. Every morning. It's relaxing.

I leave empty water bottles everywhere. I drink a lot of water and Texas is warm, so I like to have them nearby in case I want to fill one up. Sometimes with water in them, sometimes empty, but always nearby. :)

Everything has its home (and most of the time, that home is labeled). That means all my medicine is in a little box labeled "Meds," and all my scrapbooking stuff is in a box that is labeled "Crafts." I like things to have a home, and keep things in their home unless they're being used.

Chloe doesn't like eating out of her bowl. She's too good for that. Instead, she paws out a piece of food (Cat Chow, 'cuz its only the best for my cat), then will eat it off the floor. Cats.

Chloe and I are pretty delightful roommies--I can cook, I clean up after myself, and she's a fantastic cuddler. But we're definitely quirky! Do you have any quirks that are interesting to your roommie?

Sunday, July 27, 2014

An interview with /The/ Paul Hagan

I'm switching it up today and joining in with Juliette, Allie, and Faith and interviewing one of my favorite people in the whole wide world: The Paul Hagan.

You may know him as the funniest man on Twitter (or at least my Aunt Heide thinks so!), or as the man who let his URL lapse and is now stuck with However, when he asked me to be interviewed for his blog, I had to return the favor.

I had a minor problem trying to set up a Google Hangout (whoops!), so Paul set it up on his computer which means there's this weird thing where the camera switches to whoever is talking. That means you can't see me swig some white wine every 5 minutes, and you can't see Paul's devious smile when I ask him a question around 1:30. Alas, here's an interview with The Paul Hagan himself!

Warning: you're probably gonna get lost in his dimples, 'cuz they're adorable.

Blame the fact that it's a full 13 minutes on Paul, who had already asked me these questions and yet still wasn't prepared.


Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Things I need to stop saying

I get my sarcasm from my brother, or at least that's what I tell everybody to sound less sassy.

He called yesterday to chat about his new car that he's insanely excited about (note the horrible spelling of energi that I can't even recreate here without throwing up in my mouth a little) when he stopped being polite and started getting real: apparently my "y'all" usage has passed the point of sweet and moved into the annoying stage.

The more I think about it, the more I realize there is an entire list of things I should probably staaahp saying for my own good:

1: y'all
I think it's charming but then again, I'm not Texan (but I am starting my seventh year in Texas...insert crying here). In fact, I didn't adopt y'all until my fourth year here, so it should be easy to stop saying, right? I'm gonna need to cut this out ASAP.

2: adorable
I'm pretty sure I say this (either out loud or via text) at least 10 times a day, and that's probably an underestimation. Not everything can be adorable, Sar. Change it up. 

3: lol
I should really start saying, "I'm not really laughing out loud, but 'haha' sounds ridiculous because what you said wasn't really that funny but I don't know how else to say that." but that's a long run-on sentence.

4: stunning
I am not sure why this is my favorite adjective (in conjunction with adorable, of course), but I tend to call anything beautiful "stunning." It just sounds better.

5: So...
I have no idea where this came from, but I think it was a boss who was adamant that we don't say um ever in a presentation. I got used to withholding the ums but my brain needed something to say, thus so became the word of choice. Usually beginning a sentence such as, "So here's what I did today!," my use of so is unnecessarily excessive.

6: First off...   /   Secondly...
Blame this one on academic writing, but I can't just write an email without trying to tell a story.

7: easy peasy
Keeping this in my vocabulary probably makes me sound more like a 6yo than a 28yo, but what can I say? It makes my favorite 6yo laugh.

That's all I can think of for now (err, not true, I use grateful or thankful a ton, but I think that's a pretty darn good habit to have), but it's clear that I have some work. 

Monday, July 21, 2014

A Waco-filled Weekend

San Antonio is a cool city and all, but I barely know anybody so it feels a little lonely sometimes. Luckily I have some awesome friends only a 3hr. drive away, so I decided to head up to Waco this weekend to spend a little time with some of my favorite people. 

Saturday morning started out by taking beautiful 3rd Anniversary photos of my favorite married couple, Meg and Clint. 

After grabbing coffee with Meg afterwards and having a great girl-chat, I picked up B.Rizzle and we headed to Karenna's garage sale (since she got a baller job as a tenure track professor in Tennessee). We had a good time just chatting, catching up, and of course dancing to "Turn Down For What." It wouldn't be a B.Rizz/Sar day if there wasn't a dance session.

I spent the rest of the afternoon/evening over at Jason and Monica's house. Jas and Monica were part of my trivia team back in Waco, and Monica let us celebrate her birthday by a BBQ/pool party in their back yard (complete with a kegerator of Shock Top). 

The pool looks empty in the photo, but we actually spent a ton of time swimming, then sitting outside the pool and chatting, then a hilarious round or seven of Cards Against Humanity. I miss these people like woah.

I spent the night at Jason and Monica's and then headed back to San Antonio yesterday after grabbing lunch with Meg and Clint and leaving them with huge hugs goodbye. It was a good weekend overall! 

How was your weekend? Get any pool time?

Linking up with Meg!

Friday, July 18, 2014

How to stay friends with your exes in 5 easy steps

(Disclaimer: I should point out I'm talking about exes whom you've dated; I have no idea how to be a friend to an ex-spouse but I imagine the rules generally apply.)

My last blog I mentioned that I was dog-sitting for Mark (who has been an "ex" for a while now, but apparently I surprised y'all?). An overwhelming number of people commented, emailed, tweeted, or texted their condolences (unnecessarily, but thanks for being sweet, guys!), and the majority of those people were astounded (or impressed) that I could be friends with an ex. 

It caught me by surprise because I didn't realize this was that uncommon. Along with housesitting for Mark, I'm still besties with Chris's fam, RP3 called me the day after Paige's wedding to tell me all about it, and I was invited (but sadly couldn't make it) to Kyle's wedding (plus I read his wife Katie's blog!). I consider this the norm.

From all the comments I received, it became clear that y'all need a Life DIY about how to stay friends with your exes, even if they don't live in Texas. This can be done in a few easy steps. 

(And this is the most important.)
Don't date jerks. Seriously, don't do it. I've never dated the Bad Boy (errr, sorry to all former boyfriends who may be reading this who thought they were bad boys). I'd prefer the nice guys every dang time. I've never been the "nice guys finish last" type of gal, because I wholeheartedly believe it's not true.

(Similarly important.)
Don't be a jerk. Seriously, don't do it. This means you deserve all the respect in the world, yes, but you in turn owe it to whomever you chose to be your significant other. If you don't treat others with respect, they won't treat you that way. It goes for friends, family, and most definitely significant others.

As soon as you start feeling frustration, tell your significant other. This doesn't mean you have to break up if you get frustrated at him/her, but if something's bothering you (this can be from the way she leaves her shoes in the closet all messy, or the way he leaves the toilet seat up), you owe it to your relationship to say it before it builds up. This way, you're not hiding anything from your significant other and you're not exploding out of frustration, either. This also means there should never be any need for screaming matches or hissy fits.

When you do decide it's time to break up, do it honestly, and as soon as you realize it won't work out. This lessens the blow to the person getting broken up with, and makes the hurt a lot easier for both parties.

Don't air your dirty laundry. If one of your friends asks you why you're no longer together, be diplomatic. Tell people that it didn't work out, but you're grateful for him/her. This all goes back to #1 and #2. If you don't date jerks, the details won't matter to anybody but you. And if you're not a jerk, you'll keep it appropriate for public knowledge.

I will point out that sometimes these rules won't work. You'll start dating a non-jerk and then (s)he'll do something jerky like cheat on you (or something similarly not cool). Just use Rule #5 and be the better person. Your soul will thank you.

That's all it takes, folks. I'm positive. For all those who are friends with your exes, do you have anything to add?