5 love languages

Being in a very complicated relationship for the past two years has got me wondering... What is my love language, if not all, and what are his?? Well, if he wasn't asleep right now I'd have him take this test too...but in the meanwhile, here's my results!

This surprised me, believe it or not!
Words of affirmation: 3
Quality time: 11
Receiving gifts: 4
Acts of service: 2
Physical touch: 10

I knew that physical touch would be one of the highest, for sure! And I mean, I definitely got close with it at 10 and the highest score possible being 12... Close. It's strange to me that they're all not very close like I totally thought they'd be! I mean, I knew quality time would be up there but I honestly thought physical touch would be the highest! Then words of affirmation... This one WEIRDS me out! Everyday Gary tells me I look so beautiful and I'm so gorgeous (good boy) and boy, I tell ya, if he ever forgets to tell me that I try not to but I usually get so butt-hurt! It's so strange how much it affected me on this...?

This is Gary Chapman's The 5 Love Languages, found app on facebook. I gotta have my Gary Beary take a look at it!

It's not about the money...

As I sat in the truck, frustrated as one can be I'm asked a simple question, "What do you want out of this wedding?" It's kind of silly but the only thing that came to my mind was this:

"It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the price tag
Ain't about the (uh) Cha-Ching Cha-Ching
Ain't about the (yeah) Ba-Bling Ba-Bling
Wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the price tag."

I didn't feel like singing so I didn't say anything.
I'm sure you can guess the situation and even the person who asked me this question from previous posts... I find it difficult when money is all that some people care about. It's obvious that they're not nearly as happy as someone who can just straight up BE happy with or without the money. Now, don't go all Obama on me and say that since I'm deciding to not revolve my life around money that it should go to someone else (or some "minority") because they need it more than me. That's the biggest piece of B.S. I've ever heard. Money is a necessity of course but really, 22 credit cards aren't needed and neither is making someone pay you back. Unless they said they would... then go hunt their A's down! But come on now... It's not about the money, money, money...

When I went to visit my mom at work she took the liberty in showing my soon-to-be-man some wedding night unmentionables averaging at about $100 a piece then she was quick, of course, to inform him that some jewelry will be needed as well and that I just could not go on without it. A few minutes later, Gary asked me if that was true. Would I be happier with a $400 night gown? Would I be happier with some bling bling while I was asleep? He didn't mention it like that but you get what I mean. I simply told him, "I would be perfectly satisfied with a gallon of cookies and cream ice cream!" With my favorite soy milk to accompany it, that's a definite need. Think about it, after I've been starving myself for so many weeks just to fit into one simple dress... the first thing I'm going to want to do after I leave the crowd is chow-down, obviously! I told him I would probably be disappointed if he got the $400 sleepwear and NOT the ice cream!

Now, the problem here is that I am not only lactose intolerant...but I can't eat wheat. I know I shouldn't...I know, I know... But that WILL NEVER stop me from eating a heaping serving of cookies and cream ice cream mixed with milk! 

 

Today was a bit too much for me to handle. I can't wait for some ice cream. Now I'm about to become even happier with a bowl of happiness and heaven in my lap! :) Love it.

 

F.Y.I.: Gary bought the ice cream!

Popcorn.

I love to eat popcorn,
I eat it everyday.
My favorite is the kettle kind,
I eat it everyway.

I love to lick the inside of the bag,
But my friends don't agree...
They think that I'll get cancer,
I just think... Sweet.

At church they sing about it
It makes me kind of hungry...
It goes a little something like,
"Popcorn popping on the apricot tree."

How tempting are they!?
Knowing that I'm addicted so...
Then again... Perhaps....
Maybe they don't know?

This small, white-ish-yellow piece of heaven,
So warm, and dissolves in my mouth...
mmm..mm..mmm
Wait, what!? How did I run out!?

Spring fever!

To start out, I would like to thank everyone who is scanning through these blogs and just so happen to stumble upon mine! I've finally reached 100 page views and hope the numbers keep climbing!! ...for more reasons than just stumbling upon.... So thank you blog readers. :)

I am not a morning person. Which is weird because I'm not a night person either. Or a middle of the day person. Basically, if I had nothing else to do I can almost guarantee you would find me in bed! Even though my bed is small and half covered in pillows...it has a cute comforter, it's comfy and my go-to after a long, hard day! Today was different though.
Last night I went to my favorite store, Target, and while being mad at my boyfriend (who was mad at me for spending too much money...among other things) I went shopping! Retail therapy, never does it fail me. Ha, especially when you get to the store and decide to knock off a few things on the never ending list of To-Do's.

To-Do: Before I die...

1. Re-plant the plant that died when Gary sprayed it with bug spray.
2. Get a REAL basket to put on bike.
3. Start again on the Yoga thing. Summer's almost here!
4. Pump up bike tires.
5. Get a new nail polish. Blue is cute.
6. Organize scrapbook table somehow.
7. Eat enough celery to actually burn calories.
8. etc...

I woke up at 7 this morning with the full intention of kicking some serious butt around the house. Of course I did just that! I had so much to do and so much I wanted to do I literally could not work on just one thing at a time. For example, while eating breakfast I was planting tomato seeds, and organizing the balcony to display some pretty plants. Three things off my daily to-do so far! After that, I inserted one of those cool water globe things into my nearly dead plant in hopes to revive it somehow after the lack of attention and a bug spray overdose it received over the past year. Doing that also killed the little bit of ivy it had growing over the sides... :( Way to go Gary Beary... So that basically gave me an excuse to buy yet another plant! Gary bought me a whole ivy plant to include in that gigantic pot of a small plant!

Thanks sweetie.

So we now have four plants to tend to. One, needy, half-dead plant in a giant pot; two, some ivy to compliment that plant... three, my newly born tomato plant and four, this giant something of green lined with red beauty bought from an antique shop! I moved that to a larger pot and now the plant project is complete!

After that I was able to clean the scrapbook area. I would say that was the least amount of fun and took the longest. Which was still great! Take that off the check-list. During all of this (not sure where the weird energy spurt came from) I got ready for work and was done with it all by 11 and ready to head out the door!

What a day...

Now I just have one more thing to do before tomorrow starts...and that is to make a To-Do list for tomorrow!! Let's see how I hold to.

 



To-Do: 3-15-13

1. DO the laundry Mercedes, it's not the thought that counts.
2. Try out that Yoga video you just spent too much on.
3. Actually fix that bike and go for a ride.
4. Do more laundry.
5. Make bed. Then more laundry.
6. Try to eat healthy (avoid wheat at all costs).
7. Figure out the best way to combine plants...
8. Put together that dang SMASH BOOK!!!!
9. And look good for Gary Beary.

 

Well, wish me luck on all of this, I'm going to need it! Once again, thanks for reading...and happy Pi day!!

Why is that?

Why is it when I decide to wear heels to work, I get asked to work later?
Or when I choose to wear that flowy skirt...the wind blows extra hard?
Or when I curl my hair...the humidity decides to straighten it?
Or when I forget to put on make up just once...someone I try to impress shows up?
What about if when I try to jump off the swing...my legs get stuck to it?
Or when I get to the checkout lane...I forget my wallet and decided to remove all checks too?
Or the one time I don't try on shoes at the store...they end up too small?
Why can I always think of an answer...just never at the time when asked?
Or when I decide to diet...I all of the sudden gain 15 pounds?
Or when I forget the ONE THING I was suppose to remember?
And then when I think of something to wear and it turns into 79 different outfits on my floor?
Why does time fly by when I'm trying to sleep but go so slow when I'm trying to stay awake?
Or when I don't think a coat is needed till after work...and it's absolutely freezing and pouring rain?
Why is it that I'm comfortable with my body until I see someone with a better body?
Or when it's time for me to perform...I all of the sudden have to go to the bathroom?!
And why is it when someone gets cocky...their chances of losing are greatly increased?
Someone please tell me... Why is that?

The difference between a want and a need...

WOMEN!!!

There is a difference between a WANT and a NEED!! For starters, let's look at the definitions.
Need: a requirement, necessary duty, or obligation.
Want: to wish, crave, demand, or desire.
My mother has a tendency to think she needs everything. Especially when she sees something on sale. "Oh! I've always needed this I remembered this just now! It's not what I came to the store for but it's 20% off...I NEED IT!!!" I'm like, mother...please put that down. She doesn't need it. She wants it, she craves it! Today we go to Dillard's to start a wedding registry when she decides that I need another set of dishes when I already have two! Or, how I need new towels. Or ANOTHER set of silverware.
We ended up in a fight with Jay Bud (little brother) breaking us up. She says I need these things and I say I don't!
I'm not complaining about putting outrageously priced peices that will make my house a home onto some little registry. And yes, I understand the point of this. Why buy things down the road when other's can buy it for you now? Simple concept. But the thing that I can't wrap my mind around is why isn't the stuff that I already own be good enough? I mean, it is good enough to me but why not her? Do I really need more stuff?
The difference to me is simple: will I be able to continue breathing if I don't have this? The answer is usually yes. So I save mine and my sweetheart some money...and my mom on that note, too! Save it for later when something is really needed...or when there's an emergency! Save it for a rainy day or heck, put money into a savings account! Try to think about the money you could really be saving in the long run if you could only understand the difference between a want and a need right there on the spot. My sweetie says this a lot, "You could be saving more if you just didn't buy that.." Even though I don't necessarily love that response...he's got a point! I find that women especially find it harder to say "no" to something that they really, REALLY want. Not need. The men will surely find it impressive and so will your wallet! Let's work on this, ladies!

Oooohh.. You're my best friend

Two years ago, today, I was driving home from my mom's to her parent's house. I was living there for the time being just for the sake of not being alone. I was single, pregnant, and had nobody that loved or accepted me- at least I felt that way. On the highway between the two houses there was a small town restaurant where an old friend of mine worked. His name is Gary Levi Gaskill. He was taking out the trash when I drove by in my new car. There's no way he could've known it was me with my tinted windows and it already being night time... he still watched the car as it drove by though.

I texted him and of course he didn't know who it was. I mean, two years before he had a crush on me that ended in my sister liking him! Of course he wouldn't keep my number with a twisted love triange like that! I told him my name was Rachel (I didn't want to tell him it was me in fear of him not wanting to talk to me anymore) which I soon found out that was his sister's name! We ended up talking for the next month which was great. I needed a friend so bad and he was there to talk to me, to tell me it's all going to be okay, and that I was making the right decision. Two weeks after we started talking he told me he loved me, never being told that before in any such condition, I couldn't say it back. Not yet.

Something you need to know about this boy is that he is a very good friend. He will always be there for you no matter the conditions. He loves everyone unconditionally and thankfully his parents knew somewhat to do to raise such a child. He didn't judge and he accepted everyone, including me.

Exactly one month after we started talking...it was time...I was one week over-due and needed his love and support. Unfortunately my grandparent's mom had passed away the week before and so everybody was at the funeral in California.

It's strange how even just texting someone for so long can lead to feelings like these. Gary and I had never talked on the phone, that was definitely not needed. for a friendship like ours. But then that night, April 2nd, I called him and asked him to meet me at the park that was closest to my grandparent's house. He drove right over even though his curfew was just around the corner. I suddenly knew that it was not just a baby in my belly. There were THOUSANDS of butterflies!!!!! What was I so nervous for!? Did I...LIKE....this guy that was two years younger than me? The guy that my little sister was absolutely crazy about!?!? The guy that would never talk to me in High School because he was too shy and intimidated?? Yes, this cute, young, lollipop-looking boy was about to become my best friend, little did I know that I was about to fall deeply in love with him.

Curious as to what was taking me so long to go two blocks down the street, he called. As I gathered my nerves, I told him I was walking (more so wabbling) over. It started to sprinkle just a little bit on the walk over. But I wasn't about to complain, the cool, early April rain helped calm my nerves. I was hoping to walk around the park but we ended up parking ourselves underneath the pavilion. He looked me up and down , obviously noticing the huge thing under my tight red shirt, then asked me how I was and what took so long. I told him I was nervous as I held back my tears. He told me I had that "glow." That night was my last night pregnant, he was there for me then...and has been since.

Here's this for you, Gare Bear!!