So in the three months since D and I stopped dating, I’ve been on six first dates. All were one and dones. I’ve had two ex-boyfriends make re-appearances (nothing happened there either…there’s a reason they are exes). The only person I’ve met in the last three months who I even had some sort of interest in was a guy I met last week who in was in town visiting from NY and is six years younger than I am. I had a blast of weekend hanging out with him, but Monday morning came and the fun had to end. Life’s funny like that.

To be honest, I just haven’t really felt like moving on yet. The D break-up was one of the toughest I’ve had for some reason and I’ve basically spent the last few months being sad about it and not being able to “let it go”. It was nice to have those butterflies again and for once (in a long time) not spend most of the weekend thinking about where D was or what he was doing. This weekend was kind of the kick in the butt that I needed to move along, but it also reminded me of how lonely I’ve been the last few months. Now I just need a great guy (who preferably doesn’t live 700 miles away and is in somewhat my age range) to make an appearance. That’s not too much to ask, right?!

Today served as a reminder why I do not stay out until 4 am on school nights anymore.

I just put Cholula on a salad. Still not sure if I’m embarrassed or disappointed I hadn’t thought of this before.

I was browsing through Josh Murray’s (The Bachelorette) Instagram last night and thought this comment on his super serious quote was pretty hilarious.

Maybe it’s hormones or my one/third life crisis (is this a word?) and not knowing what I should be doing or where I should be living getting to me, but I’ve watched this five times in a row and cried each time.

Sorry to the non-country fans.


In honor of America’s birthday: Timeflies Tuesday - Party in the U.S.A.

Happy 4th, Tumblr!

(Reblogged from heyjesscole)

My boss (whom I LOVE, but decided to transfer to our LA office) was telling a couple of the assistants in our office that she was moving, but that I would be here to handle any onsite drama with the attorneys. (Apparently handling attorney meltdowns is an official marketing duty). One of them asked if I was the blonde snobby one. I wasn’t aware I was supposed to go around and smile at wave at people I don’t know.




This guy became an American hero today. 

The only reason we made it as far as we did.

Man of the match x4

It’s a rare day when I will reblog anything soccer-ish, but I definitely drank the World Cup Kool-Aid and this dude was a beast today!

(Source: kenzemas)

(Reblogged from fullcredit)

I honestly have no clue who this guy is or how we ended up FB friends (so I don’t feel too terrible not blacking out his name), but he has some of the best status updates.