Let me tell you a little about myself. I was born in South Fla and raised in Central Fla.. I am a true water baby.. I love the beach, the pool, the river, the creek.. doesn’t matter, if it’s water.. I love it. Now being a “Native” Floridian you probably think.. hey.. she’s tan I bet! Or, she tans really easily, right? WRONG!! You see, I’m a pale skinned freckled redhead and I don’t tan… nope.. shocker I know. I never have. I always to from casper white to lobster red right back to casper white (after a good peeling and shedding of my old burnt skin of course).
Last year I decided that I didn’t want to be so white anymore (of course this was after the guys at work picked on me about my white legs blinding them), so I tried to lay out in the sun (wearing my SPF 40) trying to get color without burning. It worked a little.. I had somewhat tan arms and chest but my legs only got color with the help of the self tanning lotion. Man I hate that crap. It stinks and it’s sticky and it just doesn’t work well. So after several attempts of being that “tanned” beauty that my mind has always pictured I gave up and went back to white….
So now that spring is here.. (yeah it’s really here even though it’s suppose to snow tomorrow..stupid lying groundhog).. I have decided to get back into shape by getting back into the gym.. now I can’t do what I want because my stupid shoulder still won’t let me but dammit.. I’m gonna do it.. I’ve discovered the punching bag and OMG I have so much fun doing it.. but that’s a different blog.. While I was there the other day I decided to give the tanning bed a try.. I figured I’d try it for a month.. see if it works or not. Well… I’ve been in it for a total of 13 minutes. I did 4 mins the first day and even though my skin felt it, there was no real color difference.. So I decided to do 5 mins the next day.. ummm.. yeah, okay… my girls got a little reddish.. my tummy (which is still not use to seeing the sun from so many years of being obese) is a lil reddish.. and my bottom biscuits (yeah.. I got em.. I’m trying to get rid of them but damn.. 130lbs of weight loss made my butt fall a bit) are a little red.. and today after doing only 4 minutes I noticed that the stretch marks under my arms are burnt.. and hurt! So I guess I’ll skip the bed tomorrow.
My friend is sending me some bronzer that she said I’ll love. Hopefully it will work. My question to you (if you’ve tanned) is how the hell do people stay in that hot ass wind tunnel for 20 minutes at a time???? 4 minutes today felt like forever! I was roasting. I couldn’t handle more then 5 minutes at the most! Those of you who do 15-20 minutes, how do you not burst into flames?
Hey guys.. I know I haven’t posted in a few days and I’m a couple of days late on my crush of the month post and I know you’ve all be waiting so patiently to find who gets the honor this month… and for that i”m sorry. I have been walking around like a Zombie for the last couple of days. I’ve not gotten more then an hours sleep for the a few night and just didn’t have the energy to a) think of anything to type and b) actually do the typing. But last night I got a full nights sleep and although my neck hurts from sleeping so hard for so long in the wrong position.. I feel revived and creative.. so here ya go!!
My crush of the month for February is none other then my own resident star.. ROBERT NELSON.. that’s right. It’s my husband. You know him from his blog, and if you don’t you should, http://radaronelson.wordpress.com/
My husband is a strange confusing mixture of order and chaos. I guess you could says his chaos is at least in alphabetical order. He’s literally wishing and hoping for the Zombie Apocalypse to happen (which if it does I’m blaming him for it and he’ll spend the rest of his days apologizing for it so he really should quit hoping for it to happen). He loves scary gory movies, the gorier the better. He owns over a thousand movies, and yes they are all in alphabetical order and yes I am tempted all the time to rearrange them! The only reason I haven’t is because he told me once his ex wife did that he didn’t find it funny and frankly I don’t want to be “similar” to her in any way shape or form! He loves music, his favorite I do believe is the 80’s rock because he always listens to it. Although he does really like Hollywood Undead. He’s a flirt even though he swore to me when we were dating that he never ever flirted with anyone. He did he just didn’t realize that’s what he was doing. Now that I’ve pointed it out to him and “taught” him the ways.. he’s a master at it. I’d say the student has almost surpassed the teacher.. but yeah.. that’s not happening!
He has a severely warped sense of humor and is probably going to hell for it. I know if I want to make him laugh all I have to do is crack a very distasteful joke and he’ll be rolling. He loves to write himself little list for everything.. I swear he keeps post it notes in business. This one was one of my all time favorite notes he’s ever left me (and let me tell you, he’s left me hundreds of them)
Our first weekend we ever spent together was amazing. Full of laughter and fun and yeah sex. He’ll tell you that I had him naked in 10 minutes but he won’t tell you that he had me naked that fast too! We toured the seedier parts of Houston like Mexican Gangsta Ville, we tried to have lunch at Hooters but they weren’t open, we saw a movie had a great seafood dinner… we packed at least 4 days worth of stuff into about 30 hours! Sleep wasn’t one of them. That was the first time I ever told him I loved him, and I was too scared to actually say the words so I wrote him a note and slipped it into his backpack to find when he either was on the plane home or back at home. He said he cried when he saw it. I knew that weekend we were on the road to marriage, I just didn’t realize it was going to take as long as it did.
Even though we’ve literally been through hell and back over the last 3 1/2 years of marriage, 5 years of dating we are still together. The world seems to want us to fail but we refuse to. One day his ex will be done and out of our lives and since she’s the biggest problem when she’s gone we will finally have the chance to be happy and enjoy each other. I love him with all of my heart, that much I do know. He drives me crazy and I”m sure I drive him hopelessly insane but.. we said til death do us part and this time we are both going to stick by that!
So for this month, the month of love I chose my husband to be my crush of the month. I love you baby. Your MY Superman and you always will be.
Just imagine the wonderful aroma that will fill your room along with the romantic red glow from the lamp!!! I think I’m going to run out and get my own tonight! What other uses can you think of for your KFC bucket?
On a side note.. quick funny KFC story. I was talking to a guy who lives oversea’s one day and in his broken english he asked me if I liked “Kentucky Fried Chicken”. I said yes I do and he replied with “One day I hope to make it to Kentucky to get some”…. AHAHAHAHAHAHA…