Now that I have the photos I was waiting for from boyfriend's dad I can recap our weekend!

We did a lot of relaxing and a good amount of boozing, too. His parents live on a lake, so water sports are a must. I can't complain.... unless he tries to drown me. Which he did once. It's cool, I love lake water shooting up my nose. Totally awesome feeling. uhem.

And that's about it... unless you want multiple photos of coronas, margs, and very full glasses of wine. See you tomorrow on my actual birthday with a massive box of goods from Jenn... which is supposed to be the polish swap post, but she spoiled me like crazy!

Hellloooo Monday. I'm feeling a bit of writers block today, as I can't update about my weekend yet because I'm waiting on a few more photos to be sent over from the boyfriend's daddio. We had a really fab weekend but you're just going to have to wait until this week to hear about it! I know, don't all cry at once.

So, the writers block was finally put to rest when I found myself on Kate's fabulous blog, reading her post to a link-up about what she actually does at work. It's kind of fun to see that I'm not the only one who is forced to sit my happy ass in an office chair for 8 hours a day, playing grown up. Emphasis on "playing".

Technically I have two jobs. Or, a job and a career, if you want to look at it that way. By day I am an assistant for a commercial real estate photographer, who also dabbles in professional office portraits (the really boring, serious, lawyer photos where they usually look angry). On most days I prefer to classify my job title as "Photoshop expert" because I'm usually being put to the test to digitally fix something that sounds near impossible. Last week I had to replace all of the windows on a glass building with new windows without glare. Equally as tedious as it sounds and I'm pretty sure I developed carpal tunnel in my right hand soon after.

I get to wear whatever I want to wear, hence the whole yoga pants thing... if you're new here... and I listen to a lot of Pandora radio. Usually ridiculous stations containing 90's pop hits.

I get to use a lot of Sharpies, which makes me really happy. Yes, I'm easily amused like that. Usually I'm in the office alone, my boss travels a lot and sends me images as he shoots so we can get them to clients fast enough to stress me out and force me to drink heavily by 5pm. But really, I like it here. I go about my day as I please, most days, and my boss treats me well.

When I'm not being a Photoshop queen for my boss I'm at home being a Photoshop wench for my own clients.

This is when I'm most happy... photographing peoples in good ol' L-O-V-E! Unless, of course, they're a pain in my ass (dammit!) and then I'm back to drinking heavily. And much earlier than 5 pm.

The rest of this job is pretty self explanatory, I believe. I'm not really one to blab about my photography business here on my little blog, it's just not my style. Or maybe I get enough of it from all of the other photographer bloggers on the web to get my fix. Yeah, probably the last one.

What do you do all day long at work? Go link-up with the bargain blonde! 

Can I get a freaking AMEN to Friday?! Finally. Frickity frick!

I'm, once again, linking up with Ashley for some Friday letters.

Dear Boyfriend,

Thank you. Thank you for spending these last 8 months with me. I can't think of anyone else in the world I'd rather fall asleep next to every night and wake up to every morning. I hope for many, many more months (and years) with you. Thank you for drinking boxed wine with me. Thank you for singing me made up country songs when you're in the shower and I'm doing my make up, I proudly provide backup vocals sung in my powder brush. Thank you for always reenacting the construction worker dance from that Cheetos commercial whenever I ask you to. Thank you for putting up with nail polish fumes on a daily basis even though I know they make you cringe. I know one day you will learn to love watching So You Think You Can Dance with me, so thank you for that too. Or maybe you won't. It's ok though, you're still pretty fab.

Dear 25th Birthday,
I really can't believe today is the start of your celebration. I guess I should thank you for falling on a Wednesday, smack dab in the middle of the week, so I have a legit reason to celebrate this weekend and next weekend. I've always loved my birthdays and, I guess, I'm warm to you now. I mean I don't know much about fine wine, considering my version of fine wine comes from a plastic bag housed in a cardboard box, but I've heard it gets better with age and dammit, I'm going to be like the wine that is housed in pretty glass bottles with real corks. Bring it on and let the good times roll, baby!

Dear Bride in the Photo Up There,
Thank you for your patience and your kind soul. I've never had a client make me feel so appreciated before. You are just as beautiful inside as you are on the outside... and you're really, really beautiful on the outside. I would kind of hate you if you weren't so damn nice.

Dear Twitter,
That disappearing act you pulled yesterday was not cute. Not only did you leave me in a slight panic, you made me feel really, really lame. I knew I was addicted to you but now, thanks to that little stunt you pulled, I can see just how addicted I really am. I have nothing to say for myself.

Dear GroopDealz.com,
Stop offering deals on so many cute things. I have little to no self control when it comes to online shopping. Also, please stop offering cute things for babies, causing me to want one. There's no room for baby fever in this 25 year old's life currently. Not to mention, I'm clearly not capable of being responsible for a small human at this point in my life. Seriously, I fear for my future offspring. Anyways, stick to the stuff I can purchase for myself. You know, like that oversized "child's bow" I purchased yesterday. For myself... because I'm 5, not soon-to-be 25.



Alright. Time to whip this workday into shape so I can get out of here and get my drink on with the boyfriend and his family. (no, seriously, his mama and I get down. she's amaze.) Have a great weekend everyone! See you Monday with, hopefully, a boatload of pictures from my birthday celebration #1! :)

I see this little blog trend going around and I'm hopping aboard because I've really loved reading others I've seen!

If you really knew me you'd know that...

Well friends, it's another Wednesday and I'm, once again, linking up with my girl Shannon for some So What! action. I can't seem to hop off this link-up lately but it's cool, I'm ok with it.

Saying "So What!" is fun and this week I'm saying it if...

• I spent my entire work day yesterday streaming Christmas music through Pandora and it was fabulous. The Mariah Carey (Holiday) station, to be exact. It's like Xanex for your soul. Try it, you know you want to. If you don't like it, come over my house with a box of wine and I'll change your mind. Think dance party. 

• I don't think I have the "meal planning" gene in me. Seriously though, it seems so simple but all it does for me is make me cop a serious tude. What if I don't effing want chicken parmesan tomorrow night? Or what if I just don't feel like cooking that crap from scratch after my long day at work, dammit?! Just because this cute little graphic tells me to cook it doesn't mean I want to. Go away. Over it. Moving on.

• I'm fairly sure that I spend more time on the clock at work roaming blogs and other social networks than I do actually working. My boss must really think I'm a very slow worker. My bad.

• I'm this close to purchasing these adorable pink corduroy TOMS for Fall and Winter right now. I mean, I need time for them to stretch out and get all comfy and stuff, right? I think yes. Yes, definitely. 

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• I've mentioned wanting Friday to be here already about 20 times on . I need a vacay - even if it is just going to my boyfriend's parent's place, it's on a lake and so relaxing (not to mention, I adore his parents a tonnnn). I'm ready... and then I need next Friday to come so I can be sippin' on some fruity, alcoholic concoctions (yes, plural, as in many) on a beach in Key West with my boo. 

Seriously though, my man knows how to make a girl feel loved. Can. Not. WAIT!


And that's that. I'm going to go back to my Christmas jams now and continue to wish Friday would stop being such a tease and come to mama already. Have a lovely Wednesday!

Here we meet again, Monday. Let's hope this week goes by fast, I'm ready for my birthday festivities to begin and they start on Friday! Ok, must stop dreaming. Let's talk about last weekend, shall we?

Friday night was fairly low key. Ok, really really low key. We went to Outback for drinks and a little din din and then we came home and relaxed. It may sound a little lame-ville USA but I was so down with laying low this weekend. Really, it was fantastic having little to no plans. 

Happy Friday, fabulous friends! Today I'm hoping aboard one of my favorite link-ups I've seen in a while. Friday letters from some of my favorite bloggers keep me amused on Friday's, so I thought I'd jump in a try my luck at them. 

Here we go...

Dear rude lady at Walgreens, 
Thank you so much for publicly humiliating me yesterday as I was purchasing my bottle of Cupcake Chardonnay. Screaming out for me to get my ID ready when there were still 2 customers ahead of me to check out was like nothing I've ever seen - including when I used to actually buy alcohol underage (Just kidding mom, I never did that...). Also, proceeding to say that I look 15 was the cherry on top. Cue bright red Whitney face.

And no, I don't care that I'll appreciate it when I'm your age.

Dear Boss,
Having yesterday off was really fantastic until you text me telling me I needed to come in today. You're lucky I woke up in an exceptional mood or I would have been a nightmare to deal with.

Dear 25th Birthday,
I really thought I was warming up to you until that Walgreens woman brought to my attention that I am turning 10 years older than 15. If my boyfriend wasn't planning a thousand things to make you fun, I may have ended up crying in a dark corner. I really don't feel 25 and I'm certainly not where I always thought I'd be at 25. Ho hum.

Dear Pumpkin Head Ale sign at Publix,
Seeing you this morning sent a little spark through my core. I can't wait to be reunited with Pumpkin Head. I love you. Seriously, I love you.

Dear Sweet Sebby boy, 
Mommy is really sorry she hasn't got you a haircut yet. If I do say so myself, you are rocking those 80's bangs though.

Lash lovers, may I introduce my new obsession. False Lash Extreme by MAC.

In this tube you will find the best $20 you may ever spend. Yes, it does sound steep, but I assure you that it is, indeed, falsies in a bottle. 

Hello, Wednesday. Today you can called me "Crabby Josephine" because I am in a foul mood. Originally I was going to do a more upbeat link up but I think I'm in need of some serious So What! Wednesday action.

This week I am saying SO WHAT to...

• This catastrophe on the top of my head, which I'm referring to as a "bun", looks like a small birds nest and I should be embarrassed to be seen with it in public. 
• My laundry pile is scary and I need to do a load or 6. I hate laundry. It's possible that I will be rocking a towel by Friday because I will have nothing to wear. Coincidentally, I'll have clean towels because I'm OCD about having clean towels. 
• I am already looking forward to So You Think You Can Dance tonight. Only 12 hours ahead of myself.
• I am secretly, or not so secretly now, hoping my boss gives me Thursday and Friday off again this week. Last week was so lovely and relaxing. I need some more of that in my life. 
• I snoozed so many times this morning, I only gave myself a full 10 minutes to get ready for work. Hence SO WHAT numero uno. 
• I watched Dance Moms for about 3 hours straight last night. And I loved every second. Ah, memories. 

All of this fun was waiting in an overflow box for me when I got home from work.

I spy a Coco signature on one of my boxesssss! If you're a nail nerd, like myself, you already know why this is exciting. If you are asking "who the eff is Coco and why did she write on your package?!"... Well, she is the daughter of the genius behind Cult Nails and her mom just released a collection that Coco created all on her own. Currently the collection is only on sale as a whole collection, I needed the whole collection (yes, needed), and the rest is history.

This is Cult Nails' Coco Untamed collection! I can't wait to try out 'I Got Distracted' (the 2nd from the left)... It's so beautiful in the bottle, I can't imagine what this polish is going to look like on my nails.

Moving on let's open the big box, shall we?

Hello there, China Glaze neon collection! Well, not all of the collection, but the colors I needed from the collection. (aside from Hang-Ten Toes... because I already own that one.) I have no idea which one of these I'll choose to wear first. They're all ah-ma-zinggggg! 

This is a pretty indie polish by Candy Lacquer called White Wedding and I'm in loveeee. It's white glitter in a clear base, so you can really put this over most any color polish. I also loveeee that there are hearts scattered throughout it, too.

So, yeah. That was way too fun and I didn't even get into my July Birchbox. I'm going to save that one for tomorrow, I think. There's something in it called "roasted nut roll"... Need I say more?






Speaking of nail polish, have you signed up for the nail polish swap I'm co-hosting with Jenn at Perfectly Imperfect?! Tomorrow is the last day to sign up and I promise you that you don't want to miss out on this fun!! What are you waiting for? Go sign up!!