Day 9: A Moment In My Day

Today’s prompt is nice and easy. Just the way I like it!


This “moment” is from this afternoon. After work I went to Barnes & Noble to get my iced tea and possibly write these blogs but it was packed and there was no where to sit so I ended up walking around a little bit. I found myself in the magazine section and thought I’d check out Southern Living and Country Sampler for some ideas for my sister’s grad party. I didn’t find anything but that leads me to my next point! I bought something for the party that I think is pretty hilarious.


It’s a door cover that looks like the door to an outhouse! It’s going to be perfect for the powder room door at my mom’s house. I also got some cute sheriff badges. The party is one month from today and I can’t contain my excitement anymore!

This week is my short week at work so I have a three day weekend ahead of me. I almost said “Have a happy Friday” but had to stop myself – haha..

Happy Thursday!

Day 8: Advice for your readers

I’m playing catch up, if you haven’t noticed. Yesterday after work I went grocery shopping and did some other running around so I was pooped by the time I finally made it home. Anyways, the prompt for yesterday was a piece of advice you have for others. My advice would be that you’re never too old to educate yourself. Even the wisest man has a lot to learn. Knowledge is power and yadda yadda yadda! But seriously, Knowledge truly is power and the ability to share knowledge is even more powerful. You’re never too old to go back to school or take a class or go to a workshop to learn something new.

Day 7: The Thing(s) You’re Most Afraid Of

I’m in trouble. I didn’t blog yesterday. The prompt for yesterday was something like, if you couldn’t answer with your job, what would you say that you do. My job is pretty unrewarding so I couldn’t come up with anything inspiring and yesterday was a really long day and I decided to skip it. So sue me!


I hate writing about things that scare me because I don’t like admitting that I’m scared of anything, but the truth is… I am. There’s a couple things that I’m really scared of so I thought I would just share those.


One thing that really freaks me out is when I’m driving to Pittsburgh from New Jersey and I get near Philadelphia and the traffic gets really congested. It’s not stop and go kinda traffic, it’s like really fast, really congested traffic. I’m not nervous that I’ll get into an accident but my fear lies in other people’s driving ability. There are crazy drivers out there! So after I get passed Philly it’s pretty much smooth sailing the rest of the way to Pittsburgh.

Another thing that freaks me out is house centipedes! I google imaged them and couldn’t even look at them long enough to save the picture so you can google it or use your imagination. I don’t think everyone gets these but since our apartment is close to a small wooded area we get them all the time in the summer. And it’s so weird because I always see them. It’s like I have some sorta house centipede radar. My eyes always focus in on them when I see them on the walls and then I start breaking out into a cold sweat and more often than not, I start crying. I’m not ashamed to admit it. I cry. People cry, ya know! Geez, they’re the scariest, most unwelcomed, ugliest insects ever!

And that’s all I can come up with for now. I must seem really tough considering I could only come up with two fears of mine, but we’ve only scratched the surface!

Have a good Tuesday evening!

How to Properly Store Your Wedding Dress

BB0912_johnsons_Wedding_Dress_Image_hi_resIs it just me or does this look like a wedding dress coffin?

So I wanted to publish this post during the month which is most popular for weddings, but the internet failed me. I googled, “What is the most popular month to get married?” Well, google presented me with results that consisted of every month except for January, February, March, April, November, and December. So that leaves us with May, June, July, August, September, and October. I was looking for one month and I ended up with half the year as my answer. Oh well… If you’re about to get married or just got married CONGRATULATIONS! I thought I would write a post about the proper way to store your wedding dress.

 The first thing you need to do is get it professionally cleaned, ASAP! Sweat, perfume, make up, and alcohol stains may not be visible at first but the longer you wait, the darker the spots will eventually get. Therefore, harder to get out. Make sure you research cleaners in your area because a lot of them won’t clean wedding dresses. Get references from friends who recently got married or look at reviews online. The last thing you want is your dress that cost thousands of dollars to come back and be accidentally dyed purple or something. Unless your wedding dress was actually purple to begin with, which is pretty unique. Anyways…

 The second thing you need to do is decide whether you’re going to keep your wedding dress in a box or on hanger storage. Either way you’re going to need acid-free tissue paper.

If you’re going to store your wedding dress in a box make sure you purchase a big box. You don’t want your wedding dress all squished up in a box for all of eternity. Start by lining the box with acid-free tissue paper and put the hem, or bottom of the dress, in first. Then layer it accordion-style and put the tissue paper in between each layer. If your dress has sleeves, be sure to stuff the sleeves with the tissue paper also.

Hanging your dress may be a little easier. Make sure to get a wide, padded hanger. Once the dress is on the hanger be sure to stuff the sleeve and any deep folds of fabric with acid-free tissue paper. Then just cover the dress in a muslin garment bag that you can get online for around $30-$40 dollars.

For real preservation of your wedding dress, check on it once a year. If your dress is hanging take it out of the garment bag and wash the bag. For boxed dresses, take the dress out and repack it so that it’s not folded in the same places.

I hope this helps you keep your wedding dresses nice and pretty! Some women save their dresses for their daughters or just for sentimental value, but I think after a few years, take it out, modify it, and wear it to an anniversary party, or make it a little more casual and wear it out to another event. Make your multi-thousand dollar dress multi-purpose and put it to use, girl!

Happy Sunday everyone! Geez, where did that weekend go?!

Day 5: Publicly Profess Your Love & Devotion

Today’s prompt: Publicly profess your love and devotion for one of your blogger friends. What makes them great? Why do you love them? If you don’t have blogger friends, talk about a real-life friend or even a family member.

This prompt was tricky for me. I don’t follow too many bloggers. Not because I don’t want to but because I haven’t found or searched for bloggers that I may be interested in. I’ve been OBSESSED with Story of My Life’s blog since I found it last week but I thought it would be extremely corny and not to mention weird to blog about her considering I’m on her blog like 2 hours out of the day trying to catch up on her life and I’m participating in her blogging challenge. So I decided to be super original and blog about my husband, Sam. I mention his name a lot on my blog but have never really talked about him but he definitely deserves a shout out and I believe this is the perfect opportunity.


My husband Sam has got to be the greatest man I’ve ever known, besides my dad of course. He’s always there for me, even when I’m upset and he doesn’t know what to say, he knows that him just being there is all I need. Whenever we have arguments he’s always the first person to say sorry because he knows how stubborn I am and to avoid us never speaking again, he gives in. He’s hilarious and the perfect bit of immature. I truly believe that men never completely mature, or at least don’t mature at the same speed that women do. I get that and I accept it, so when he laughs at his own farts, I can’t get too upset. He calls me things like “butt scratcher” and after not shower for a good 24 hours he says that my armpits “smell like India”. Totally inappropriate but the comedic value of it all makes it ok. He is a genuine goofball but he’s also got a huge heart. Each day I am becoming a better person simply because he’s in my life, transforming me in a way, to being a better and more complete me. I couldn’t have asked for a better person to share my life with. I love you Bubby Bear!

5 Facts About Sam:

– He’s a HUGE Chicago Bulls fan and so relieved that they beat the Nets last night (woo-hoo!)

– He was born in Georgetown, Guyana.

– His favorite album of all-time is Jay-Z’s Reasonable Doubt.

– He’s pretty superstitious and has weird rituals that he does that he thinks will improve his team’s chances of victory. (Including not letting his feet touch the floor during the game, keeping his hands folded a certain way, ect.)

– He’s from the land of many waters but he’s really bad at swimming.

Day 4: Favorite Quotes & Why?

Nothing can be done against the truth, no matter how we remain in denial.” Selah by Lauryn Hill

I love this quote 1)because it comes from one of my favorite songs and 2) because it reminds me that whenever I have a problem or feel a certain way I have a tendency to pretend like it’s not happening or I pretend that it doesn’t exist at all. This reminds me to acknowledge my problems and work through them. If I don’t, I think they will literally EAT me alive.


There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self.” – Ernest Hemingway

This quote is great! Man, that Hemingway, he was a pretty clever guy, huh? This quote is all about bettering yourself. Work hard, not to try and be better than someone else, but to be better than who YOU were yesterday.


I cured myself of shyness when it finally occurred to me that people didn’t think about me half as much as I gave them credit for. The truth was, nobody gave a damn. Like most teenagers, I was far too self-centered. When I stopped being prisoner to what I worried was others’ opinions of me, I became more confident and free.” – Lucille Ball

If you don’t know by now, Lucille Ball is my favorite woman, redhead, comedian, ect.! I’m in love with her so this quote really spoke to me. I’m always worried about being judged. Let’s take last night for example. I got a box of hair color (yes, I know, I should just go to the salon but I have like a million greys on the top of my head and they needed to go quickly) and I colored my hair and it came out BADLY! The hair on the top of my head was a light reddish mess (hey! Lucy and I match!) so I went back to Target and I almost had a panic attack. I went in to buy another box of color to correct the problem and I thought everyone in the store was looking at me and my awful hair. In reality, I’m sure no one even noticed me. Well except for the girl in front of me at the check out who I’m pretty sure was laughing at me. I like this quote because it’s kinda like a reality check. NO ONE cares or even notices as much as you think they do so be yourself, don’t be embarrassed, and live your life the way you want to.


Better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to speak and remove all doubt.” – Abraham Lincoln

This is a pretty popular quote and it’s one of my favorites. It’s weird because I think about this quote a lot. It’s kinda like a “think before you speak” or “if you don’t know what you’re talking about, don’t say anything” reminder and sometimes I REALLY need to do that.


If you think nobody cares if you’re alive, try missing a couple of payments.” – Earl Wilson

I thought this quote was hilarious! I’m not sure if it’s the baseball player Earl Wilson that said this or the columnist but either way, they are correct! You miss paying a bill or you accidentally pay it late and you just made a few new “friends” that don’t mind calling you multiple times a day and sending you letters in the mail.

Let’s recap! All my favorite quotes remind you to not run away from your problems. Acknowledge and keep it moving! Always work on improving yourself for the sake of being a better person. Don’t let the fear of judgement from others keep you from living your life. Sometimes being quiet and not saying anything is best. And finally, pay your damn bills on time, people!

Have a great Saturday! It’s beautiful in New Jersey so I think I might venture outside today.


I’m sitting at Barnes and Noble right now. Just got a black ice tazo tea unsweetened and I’m feeling good, finally, considering I’m out of work for the weekend. I’m just passing time until I need to go pick Sam up from work at 5 and I’m looking out across the busy parking lot. People coming in and out of the store. Cars buzzing by. People walking back and forth. It should be relaxing to just sit here and type what I’m seeing and how I’m feeling. But I’m bothered. Not by anyone in the parking lot or in the store for that matter. Not bothered by any noises or loud children. It’s actually fairly quiet here. I’m bothered because my back is to the entire store. I’m not sure why this bothers me haha! I’m waiting for a table to open up near me that I can slip into without looking like a complete idiot. If I have to sit here much longer I’m going to leave. It’s weird not being able to see what’s going on behind me. I can’t prevent an attack from behind in this position which is unlikely but very scary. Nonetheless, I’m trying to not think about it which is why I’m even writing this but considering I’m writing about it I’m afraid it’s not helping. I’m kinda hungry and I noticed that they sell The Cheesecake Factory’s red velvet cheesecake which I’ve had before and LOVED but I’ll hate myself later for it. On top of all the calories I don’t like eating in front of people when I’m alone. I’ll stuff my face to hell when I’m with someone or a group of people but when I’m alone I feel silly eating. Godddd, why am I so weird?! I also left my phone in the car by accident which is giving me a little bit of anxiety.

OHHHH! A table behind me just opened up. See ya later guys! Have a good weekend.

Day 3: Things That Make You Uncomfortable!


I think I’ve mentioned it before but doing laundry is a pain in the butt! We don’t have a washer and dryer in our apartment but what we do have is a “laundry facility” “on-site” which actually means it’s down the block. It also means that we’re forced to share it with the other inconsiderate apartment dwellers that live around us. They’ll leave their laundry in there for an hour after it’s been done even though they know people are waiting to use it! Grrr, talk about ANNOYING! But recently, Sam and I did ALL of our laundry. Usually we just do bits and pieces and take up as many washers as we can get. Afterwards, I noticed that I was missing a lot of underwear and immediately though that we have a creepy neighbor that steals women’s panties or (and more likely) the washer ate all my underwear. Soooo, that meant that I needed to make a trip to the mall and head into Victoria Secrets! I was super excited about getting new panties… until I walked in. First, I checked out the deals that they have at the table when you first walk in. You know, the 5 for $25 or $26 or whatever and I notice that this girl and her boyfriend are just standing there. They’re not looking at panties or anything. It seemed like they were just standing there people watching, in an underwear store, like what?!… So I move towards the back a little bit more to look at other panties and this young girl had her grandfather in there with her. Just kinda creeped me out. I know that everyone has a right to go into Victoria Secret and maybe they’re actually there for a reason… but I doubt it. I wanna go back to the time when guys were too embarrassed to go inside a women’s bra and panty store so that I can shop in peace and not feel like I’m being watched and judged by creepy old grandpas and young, annoying boyfriends and girlfriends. I’m being bitchy today and I’m not sure why because it’s finally FRIDAYYYY! This week has honestly been the longest week of my life, I think.

Have a fun Friday night everyone!

Day 2: Something You Know A Lot About

2010-01-17-getexbackrelationshipdeathI’m not sure why this picture reminds me of a Kanye West album cover


Death… That’s right, death. The end of the life of a person. Even though I’ve clearly never died I feel like I’ve been around death a lot. Especially when I was younger. I associate funeral homes with death, obviously and I’ve been to a lot of them. Well, rather, I’ve been to one funeral home a lot and then to a few others. I know the way death smells and I know what it looks like. I know the sound of it and the way that I feel when stepping through it’s front door. I have a weird relationship with death. I’m always expecting it but yet it always bewilders me when it finally shows up. Sometimes it’s foreseeable. Sometimes it’s a shock but it’s always uncontrollable. No way to avoid it. I’ve attended funeral homes almost 10 times before the age of 16 which I feel is a lot. I’m not claiming to hold the highest attendance for funerals and I’m certainly not bragging or searching for pity but I think that’s more than the average person. Just because I lost a lot of people when I was young doesn’t make it any easier. Does it ever get easier? The only thing that helps are the memories you had with those people. Pulling those memories apart and grabbing those truly amazing moments and never letting them go. Keeping random phrases or advice from that person with you as you move along through your life. Sharing their wisdom with people that you come across. It’s almost as if their spirit left their physical body, broke itself up into hundreds or thousands of  pieces and then those pieces found their way to the people that they loved the most. Possibly through a spirit transporter that kinda sorta looks like a microwave but more spherical and comes in way cooler colors… Ok, I’m joking. Funeral homes all smell the same though. It’s like the smell of flowers with a hint of formaldehyde or something. As soon as you smell it you get a little weak and you feel like you could vomit but you’re unsure. It’s always cold and usually quiet except for those people in the back of the room laughing about what a crazy sonofabitch the dead person was back in the day and all of those fond memories they have. It’s weird to say, but I think I’m pretty comfortable with death. I don’t look forward to it but I’m also not scared of it. My only fear is dying in an expensive way and leaving my family in debt or something. Maybe I’m just worried about it now because I’m one of the millions of uninsured Americans but I hope I kick the bucket quickly and it’s not a long, drawn out, expensive treatment after expensive treatment kinda thing. So weird to be blogging about this LOL!.. I feel like I know how to cope with it and I’m always open to talking about it. People may think death is too dark to blog about or consider me a psycho for even bringing it up in such a nonchalant way but that’s the way it goes, I suppose.

Happy Thursday! The weekend is almost here!

My Life in 250 Words or Less… Or Maybe More.

Well I’ve decided that I’m going to follow suit and try Story Of My Life’s blogging challenge I guess you could call it. She’s come up with prompts for every day in May and I’m actually pretty excited about it. I’m sure I’ll lose a few followers because people are following me for my organizational tips but I’ll still be posting those as well.


I was born and raised in Swissvale, PA which is a small town in Pittsburgh. Lived close to a lot of family, didn’t have many friends. I was never very good at making friends. I think it was due to the fact that I was an only child for the first 6 years of my life. I felt like I was getting everything I needed emotionally from my parents, I suppose. I spent grades 1-6 at a Catholic school and it was boring and uneventful. I then went to public school in 7th grade and beyond. I hated school. After graduating I decided to go to cosmetology school and had a great time. Ended up not getting my cosmetology license because I didn’t like it and moved to Pomona, California with my aunt in late August of 2008. Didn’t like it there and felt like I didn’t fit in. I made friends but they were weirdos. The type of people that brag about bad things as if it impressed me. It didn’t. Moved back to Pittsburgh in March 2009 then moved to New Jersey in May of 2009 and got married and here I am! Working, blogging, crafting, shopping, chillin’. Ya know, the usual.

I’m not sure how many words that is but I tried to keep it short because I know people don’t care LOL!.. Try the blogging challenge and leave a link in my comments. I love reading about other people’s lives!