Car Troubles

Will & I took the Sunfire today to get an oil change, Texas emission sticker, a fuel system cleaner, andd to see why his AC isn't working, we left with an estimate of $900 worth of repairs, after dropping $200 already. So not fun stuff =/. Needless to say, our air compressor is shot, therefore we need to replace that, and restart our AC system,...$450. And our brakes, to be replaced, lubed, cleaned around, and a brake fluid flush...also $450 =/. Pretty depressing stuff.
Will's thankfully almost 100% better. So far we've been enjoying a lazy weekend. Had KFC for dinner, and watched The Patriot. Pretty good movie. I'm about to indulge in the Marie Claire magazine, never read it before, but it has Rachel, Mercedes, and Quinn from Glee on its' cover, so I figured it'd be the best time to start.

I promise to continue my song challenge soon, bear with me <3.

And the Winner of the Year's First ER Trip Is...

William Michael Vaughan. Gave me the scare of my life yesterday. I had JUST left WBAMC after dealing with Patient Advocate (OB clinic wanted me to wait a month for my MRI results..uhm..no.) And I get the call, 'Honey, don't be scared but I'm being taken to William Beaumont.' Considering he was in the field, the fact he was going to the hospital wasn't a good sign. So I hightailed it back to the ER, had the good sense to get some liquids before the shop closed, since all I had was my debit card, and waited on Will's arrival. We spent a total of 6 hours in the hospital. Fun stuff. We leave around midnight. I have to be up at nine for a doctor appt. I don't do well without my full sleep. So after my appt (she's running labs tomorrow to see why I'm so nauseous and always gagging, refilled my birth control, and informed me my Pap was normal), and Will's meeting with the company to see what they're doing with him, we came home and crashed...hard.

Song Challenge: Day 5

A song that reminds me of some people is : Yahh!, by Soulja Boy. This was me and my girls' jam. I remember going to Chiefland to be cool, sitting in front of the light at Winn-Dixie in the Sunfire, and this song come on, and Kristen & I started jamming. Older lady pulls up besides us and stares at us in amazement. Miranda and Taylor are shrinking into my backseat in embarassment. Kristen & I were always the wild ones, Miranda and Taylor attempted to tame us, and never succeeded ;). I miss these ladies so friggin much. Despite our distance, we've grown even closer.  But, enjoy the song, I sure do =D.

Aye, Stacks On Deck Entertainment, Soulja Boy, Arab
We got something new for ya?ll
Man when somebody be in your face, on your nerves
Just talkin' and talkin and you don?t wanna hear it
Just be like, "Yahhh trick yahhh!"

Hey Soulja Boy can I yahhh trick yahhh!
Yo Arab I really like yahhh trick yahhh!
Colli Park Music ahh!
Hey man I was just wondering can I get a yahhh yahhh trick!

Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)

Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Yahhh!

Let me tell you about the life and how you live when you's a star
Every single place you go the people run up to your car
Everybody wants to talk, everybody wants to jive
Everybody wants a handshake or want a high five

And these ugly girls always got friend that wants to talk to you
Spit yahhh yahhh trick and your friend yahhh yahhh too!
Ain't got time for chit chat I?m tryin' to get this money
So get up out my face, you doodoo head dummy

Hey Soulja Boy can I yahhh trick yahhh!
Yo Arab I really like yahhh trick yahhh!
Colli Park Music aah!
Hey man I was just wondering can I get a yahhh yahhh trick

Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/s/soulja-boy-lyrics/yahhh!-lyrics.html .]

Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Yahhh!

All in my face, I?m startin? to get mad
Walkin' up, ?Soulja Boy can I have your autograph??
Spit yahh trick!
Leave me alone, let me get some peace
I?m sittin? at the house shawty and I can?t sleep

Leave me alone foe before I have to knock your lights out
?Hey Soulja Boy when that new Stacks on Deck CD coming out??
Spit yahh trick! Spit yahh trick!
Yahh! Yahh! Yahh!

Hey Soulja Boy can I yahhh trick yahhh!
Yo Arab I really like yahhh trick yahhh!
Colli Park mu ahh!
Hey man I was just wondering can I get a yahhh yahhh trick!

Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)

Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Get out my face
(Get out my face)
Yahhh!

Hey Soulja Boy man I love those sneakers man
Man, man me and my brother man
We are diggin? you man, super dig
Man I?m the king of your fan club man

I mean I just seen you one day and I was like, that guy!
He?s gonna make it, he?s gonna make it
You already know
I was on your Myspace man
Yahhh yahhh yahhh! Yahhh yahhh yahhh!

Trick don?t you get it!?
Shut up! Yahhh yahhh yahhh!
Yahhh! Yahhh! Yahhh!

Y A H H H
I still like your sneakers though
Totally!

Girl's Day =)

..are always fun. Today was especially awesome, since Will left this morning. We usually just bring cheap food, and enjoy each other's company. Next week I'm hosting it at our place. It's finally seeing life in it. I'm pretty excited. Then that Friday, Jessica is hosting a Scentsy party, and then it's the Slumber Party! So far 9 people have RSVP'd yes, and they're the ones who'd only not show up if something drastic happens, thankfully. Last year I kinda withdrew from everyone, and this year, I'm getting better at not. So far it's paid off. =D. I've already planned out my purchases from both parties, hehe. I got a hint of a cleaning bug, tidied up some, now all that's left in laundry. =/. I promise to do the song challenge later <3.

Monday MRI's

As if Monday's don't suck already, mine started out with a MRI. Last month, I had an ultrasound to make sure my Fallopian tube went back to normal. While inside of me, they saw something was obstructing my ovary and ordered a MRI. Today I went for that appointment. Turns out, a 'mass'-type thing is between my uterus and right ovary, I saw it..and it's not so pretty. The contrast dye they injected into me has got me feeling crappy. I tried not to stress over, and am still trying to do so. Thankfully, Will was home to go with me, but he leaves tomorrow. Jess and Rand'r, I'm about to bug you two to death =(. About to take a nap in hopes I'll be better when I wake up...and also so I can resist the urge to Google. Longer blog about my weekend later. And also, I need to do the song challenge (I warned you guys though!)

Song Challenge: Day 4

I'm 10 minutes late =(. But the saddest song is Martina McBride's 'Concrete Angel.'
I remember watching this video at my best friend's when it first came out, and instantly crying. God bless all the abused children. <3.

She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holding back
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh

The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she's loved concrete angel

Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear but they turn out the light
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it will be too late

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she's loved concrete angel

A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she's loved concrete angel

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Chores, country music, and chicken wings

Let me start by saying, I hate laundry! I have no idea how so much accumulates, but it does.  Trying to get it all done before Will gets home..so his icky stuff can go straight into the washer. I actually got a sample of Tide's in stain booster pacs today. Woohoo for samples and coupons. We use the cheaper stuff (Surf), because it gets the job done. And we use Snuggle for fabric softener. It smells amazing. =). It's not so much the loading of washer and dryer, it's the tiresome task or either folding it up, or hanging it up. I don't know..I just hate it.

I've always had a love/hate relationship with country music. There's times I cannot get enough of it, and times where I can't change the station fast enough. Right now I love it. I haven't listened to Mr.Chesney in quite some time, and since I added his song to my playlist, I keep Googling all his others. Along with Garth Brooks, and Toby Keith.

And chicken wings, yummy yummy chicken wings. I buy the hickory bbq..McCormick seasoning, I believe. I was gonna make chicken & biscuits, then Will's like,' oh, well, we're just now leaving.' AKA...I'll have Ramen tonight, lol. So, the wings are baking while I finish hanging up the clothes, hmph!

Have a good night bloggers <3.

I've Realized...

• The Army can suck at times.
• Family isn't always blood, family is who sticks by you and loves you no matter what.
• Sometimes life IS as hard as it seems.
• I let things bother me that I shouldn't.
• Last night, I was so depressed I didn't recognize myself. And it worried me.
• You HAVE to delete negative influences in your life (people, ideas, jobs, possessions, etc.)
• You have to constantly reevaluate.
• I shove people away when they hurt me. It's a defense mechanism. Don't hurt me and you won't get shoved aside.
• Drama doesn't end when you graduate high school,..it just graduates with you, to more subjects, and on a bigger level.

• I serve a sovereign Lord.
• Some of my family is pretty freaking amazing.
• My husband is my soul mate.
• My friends, are truly the greatest. All the time.
• LuLu Ann will never miss an opportunity to make me smile.
• Music is my escape.
• Books take me away from reality.
• I AM getting a little bit stronger <3. (If you don't have the patience to deal with it, delete me =D )

Song Challenge: Day 3

A song that makes me happy. This song makes me delirious. Last night, I was coming home from dinner in the Sunfire, windows down..perfect evening..and this song comes on. I immediantly starting laughing, remembering the times my friend David Hallas and I sat in our high school parking lot before school, with our energy drinks and Hardee's breakfast, listening to this song. 'Go Girl,' by Pitbull has this day in the bag =)).

What would the music be without the sounds?
Young Boss, Miss Trina, Pitbull
Let's show 'em how we get down

I party like a rock star
Look like a movie star
Play like an all-star
Fuck like a porn star

Baby, I'm a superstar
Always posted at the bar
Always with a couple broads
Maybe I'm just that, that raw

Dawg, check your resume
I hit somethin' every day
Ask about me and they'll say
That chico run MIA

Pitbull, Young Boss, that's fire
Go girl, work it out 'til you tired
Just tryin' to pay tuition? Liar
My corner is like HBO's Wire

So please don't play no games
And, baby, don't say no names
And we can do this one more again
Next time you can bring your friends

So get your friends
And I'll get my friends
And we can be friends
Do this every weekend

We can hit your place
We can hit my place
She's on my top 8
I bagged her off of myspace

Go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl

Shake them dice and roll 'em
Shake them dice and roll 'em
When they ask you what's that dance?
You say that's the hustle, man

Girl, I wanna know your name
Girl, who you be?
Don't care with who you came
Long as you leave with me

What's you sippin' on?
I'll buy yo' drink
Get you one of them shiny things
Yo' grill be pink
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/p/pitbull-lyrics/go-girl-lyrics.html]

I see those Jimmy Choos
Those Vera Wangs
I love the way you work
Girl, do your thang

You seen my stunner shades
I'm like a star
My click is full of ballers
We at the bar

So go get your friends
And I'll get my friends
And we can be friends
Do this every weekend

We can hit your place
We can hit my place
She's on my top 8
I bagged her off of myspace

Go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl

Shake them dice and roll 'em
Shake them dice and roll 'em
When they ask you what's that dance
You say that's the hustle, man

Diamond princess
I make 'em bust quick
Man, I pack it up
Like a Mack Truck

Don't talk about it, boy
Be about it, boy
I got them girls, boy
Turn out your girls, boy

I'm talkin' freak, nig
I'm talkin' freaky shit
'Cause I'm a freaky bitch

So get your friends
And I'll get my friends
And we can be friends
Do this every weekend

We can hit your place
We can hit my place
She's on my top 8
I bagged her off of myspace

Go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl

Shake them dice and roll 'em
Shake them dice and roll 'em
When they ask you what's that dance
You say that's the hustle, man
Are you ready for this?