Friday, October 4, 2013

What's In My Bag? A Smooshy Melted Snickers

Let's talk about things you see on, let's say, Instagram that you don't necessarily find to be all that true for a moment. Take the #whatsinmybag trend that Sarah so hilariously explained here, for example. Who are these women and why are the insides of their purses so immaculate?

So, then I went and mangled through the monstrosity I refer to as my purse and my hand brushed against a melted, flattened, smooshed Snickers and realized I'm playing in a completely different ball field than these other chicks over here. Let's take a gander, shall we?
Three: the number of koozies I have in my bag. Why? I like to party, I guess.

Bottom right corner would be the compilation of garbage just hanging out in my bag. Minus the Monopoly scratch off... that's worth $5.

Don't forget the melted Snickers and questionable dinner mint.

Also, like Sarah, I have a spare iPhone case and no idea why that's necessary.

And then there's the 90's Nokia that clearly doesn't work, but if it did I'd be all over Snake. All day, erry day. What can I say? I'm one nostalgic little peach.

An empty birth control pack. Because that's definitely something I need to save.

Then we have Advil (For hangovers, duh.) and my little pill case I put my vitamins in (because I'm old now and it's the responsible thing to do).

Donald Duck over there is a Disney annual pass holder, except for it's empty because my pass is in my wallet. So, really that's more garbage.

A memory card, for when I take pictures with my purse. Or not.

A Big Ben condom from Scotland... which was a gift from bear.... which is ironically placed next to the empty birth control pack in this photo. I wish I could say I purposely did that.

Eyeball juice. Because my eyeballs hate me.

Matches... because I like free stuff.

A USB plug. With nothing connected. You never know.

Eight products designated specifically for my lips. Looking at this photo, that may be slightly excessive. Maybe. 

Beach Babe hair stuff. Entirely purchased and tossed in my bag because of the cute, small size. I don't think I've actually used it more than once.

VS body spray... ain't nobody got time to stink. 

Probably my favorite part of this would be the tangled, broken necklaces I found. There are two and they are just hanging out in there.

Bobby pins. All of which I found spread out over bear's apartment when he moved out. Oops. I guess I'm that girl now.

Hair bows. You never know when you're gonna need to slap a bow on something. 

Tangled up Erin/Whit bracelet. From my first trip to visit Erin. Aka like 6+ months ago. 

Cards. You can never be too prepared.

Old grocery lists. Very important, as I'm sure you all know. 

And there you have it. The disaster that is what's in my bag. You're welcome.

Now, on to important business. #backthatazzup.
Except today my jam isn't exactly one you'd #backthatazzup to, but I love it too much not to use it. Oh, and if you want to get all emotion and sappy, just go ahead and watch the music video... amazing.

It's #backthatazzup Friday!

The purpose: To start our weekend with some fantastic jams.
The station that inspired it: "Back That Azz Up" on Pandora Radio.
The rules: Link your jams up and have a jam sesh with all of us!

Click here for a tutorial on how to embed a song in your post.

Happy Friday!
Grab a button, pick your jam, link up and let's get this weekend started off on the right foot!

Thursday, October 3, 2013

I Wore Headphones to Work

If you're new here, let me catch you up to speed on one of my most favorite things real fast. That thing would be music and I'm all about it. I'm constantly updating my playlists on Spotify and every Friday here in Yoga Pants-ville I invite all of blog land to come share the songs they're currently #backthatazzup-ing to. When I'm running the only thing that keeps me going is music, when I'm driving the only thing that keeps me awake and away from boredom is music, when I'm getting ready the only thing that convinces me to actually stand in my sauna of a bathroom is music. It's just one of my things, I suppose.

One thing I hate about the whole running thing is trying to keep my earbuds in my ears because there's nothing worse than really getting into a song and then having your sweaty earbuds fall out, inevitably making you miss your favorite part of the song. Am I right? Answer: Yes.

Another issue I have with earbuds is that after a while of wear they start to make my baby ears sore and when you're on a 2+ hour flight, that just isn't going to cut it. Why can I just have my comfort and eat it too listen to my awesome music too?! Oh wait, I can now thanks to a little company called Monster who offers stylish, comfortable and, wait for it, durable headphones that don't force me to shove things inside of my ears.

These babies are pure awesomeness, incredible quality, and I'm already scoping out which color I want to get bear for Christmas (shhh, don't tell him.) because I know he would love these just as much as I do. But in all seriousness, these Monster Candy headphones are the shiznat. To be honest, I questioned them a bit because I thought, "Who really needs headphones this extravagant?". Answer: I DO because they're freaking amazing and I feel like Miley is singing right into my ears.

To win your very own pair of N-Tune headphones (valued at $150), read all about the Monster headphones here and let me know in the comments of this post which color you prefer. The comments on this post will be aggregated with the comments on the posts from the other bloggers participating in this review, and 25 pairs will be given away. This giveaway will close on Nov 1.

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Daily's Puts a Smile on My Face

Easily one of my most favorite things about growing up has to be the freedom to legally drink, am I right? I mean, on any given occasion my girls and I can get together for ladies night and get our drink on, which is, admittedly, one of my favorite kind of nights. Great music, great people, great drinks. Yeah, that's exactly how you can put a smile on this girl's face.

A few nights ago, while Erin was here, I decided to put together one of these little shindigs, complete with pizza, Daily's Cocktails, with a little mood music from Sidney York (Which Erin happened to love because she continued to relate the Sidney part to Finding Nemo.). Let me tell you, the night did not disappoint, even if we had a little extra company from our boyfriends by the end of it. Ladies, if they're cute enough (Like ours, of course.) it's totally ok to let them occasionally crash the party, I say.

These Daily's Cocktails totally made the party because all you have to do is take those bad boys out of the freezer, run them under warm water while inappropriately (If you're me.) squeezing them for about as long as it takes to think of an equally inappropriate naughty joke. The best part is that the alcohol is already mixed in so you don't have to go and find yourself a bartender for your party... well, unless you want to be like us and add in a little extra liquor for kicks. You know I don't do anything half-assed.

Just thinking about these pouches right now makes me want to take a cooler full to the pool this weekend and sip on one of the amazingly delish tropical flavors while getting my tan on. Daily's Cocktails come in 13 different flavors so don't be surprised when you're standing there in the store scratching your head, trying to figure out which flavors you want to bring to your party. My personal favorites have to be the tropical flavors which are Pina Colada, Hurricane, Blue Hawaiian, and my number one pick the Bahama Mama.

Erin's favorite was Peach Daiquiri!

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Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Blogging Is Like A Time Machine

I'm currently sitting at my desk, chowing down on leftover skinny chicken pot pie I made bear and I for dinner last night, compliments of the brilliant Kelly from Eat Yourself Skinny. If you want to impress your man's tastebuds, go ahead and make this delightfully non-fatty meal for dinner tonight. Thank me later, I know you will be. Hashtag omnom. Hashtag someone's getting lucky tonight. Hashtag heyyoo.

Yesterday after work I went straight to bear's to help him finish moving out of his apartment. We ended up moving until about 10 at night which, if you've ever moved in your life (who hasn't), you know is just relentless and horrible. Speaking of moving, I just renewed my lease at the Princess Palace for another year. Can we talk about how absolutely insane it is that I've already been there almost a year? I feel like I was just getting the keys and signing my life away to a lease I was 110% unsure how I was going to afford. Somehow I've made it work for an entire year so, that's pretty neat-o. Two for you, Whit Coco. You budget diva, you.

It's actually kind of crazy, now that I'm sitting down thinking about it. A year ago I was in pretty rough shape. I was staying at my parent's house more than I was at my own townhouse because I was growing to hate the person I was living with so much. (That person was the douche canoe featured in this post, if you need to be caught up to date.) My heart was in a constant state of denial, trying to make something work that just kept getting worse. I was broken and constantly hurting.

Never in my life could I have predicted that just one year after I wrote this insanely vague post, which followed one of the worst weekends I've ever experienced, I'd be happier and more over the moon than I've ever experienced in my life. With my best friend, to boot. Well played, life. Well freakin played. I don't hatecha.

I asked bear if he thought a year ago, when he was moving into the apartment we just moved him out of, that I would be the one next to him, loading his lamps into the back of my little SUV. He told me he figured he'd still be single and never expected to be in a relationship at this point in his life. Especially with me, of all people, but he's so glad he was wrong in that prediction.

It's still sinking in that this is real life and no amount of pinches are going to wake me up from it.

On a complete, and last, side note. Blogging is, if nothing else, so insanely awesome because I just got to sit here and relive exactly where I was in my life a year ago and realize just how amazing things are right now, in this moment. I feel really lucky.

I also don't know how this post about chicken pot pie ended up turning into a sapfest but whatever, I was just rolling with it. The me from a year ago would have just barfed all over this post.
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