Day 70

The Happy: Taco insanity

No picture, but the memory lives on.

Tacos

Tacos

Tacos

280 of them!

Love, Happy Girl

Day 69

The Happy:  Favorite blogger ever

Amber Fillerup.

Link to her blog: Barefoot Blonde.

Do I know her personally?  No, I don't.  I've never met her in my life.

But she is a die hard romantic who says exactly what everyone wants to say but never actually does (and in that particular way, she is me times a million, which explains why I love her blog).  Ms. Fillerup is also hilarious, real, and the eff if she isn't a right beauty queen.  She's the kind of girl I have the funnest time reading about, because jealous people hate her and with-it people appreciate her, as all should.

In the next life, if we choose our best friends, I'm going to pick her to be one of mine.

Also, as someone who is dealing with the suckages of finally admitting my 3-year-long relationship with a guy I was in love with and dying to spend the rest of my life with is as dead as dead gets (and has been for months, but now I'm mentally able to accept the fact that he's sort-of-dating another girl), Amber's blog is somehow the exact dosage of whatever it is I need right now.  I don't want to complain out loud, because it's not really a problem.  It's just one of those things where you don't want the person so much as you want them to not want somebody else, and in a way you almost feel betrayed...I mean come on, 3 years?  That's a long time to give to somebody when you're in college.  Obviously, he's learned a lot from our relationship (dos and don'ts) and likes a new girl who he can be fresh and happy with because with her does not come the baggage that 3 years holds.  And yea, I totally feel like Miss Won't Say Her Name Publicly (because that's not classy...like any of this is, haha) gets to now enjoy something great, something new and improved, something she had absolutely no hand in helping bring about.  But you know what?  I can't care.  Because like I said, it's not the person I want.  It's the wanting of him to not want another.  And that's unrealistic (which is why I like Amber's blog, it's soooo real).  There isn't a day I don't pray for the ability to stop wanting every last little bit of him.  Today I woke up and realized I'm nearly there, so I feel AWSHUM.

But Amber, your blog helps.  A lot.  Thanks for being real, girlfriend.

Love, Happy Girl

P.S. I want to move to NYC sooooooooooooo badly!  More on this later!  Readers, I love you!

Day 68

The Happy: Cabbage Head

Did I buy the biggest one you've ever seen, or did I buy the biggest one you've ever seen?

Mental Vomit Time
Yesterday, I had the pleasure of enjoying an assortment of flirtatious text messages between myself and one of my more attractive friends from home, during which he mentioned that he lives in the "real world," which was another way of saying I don't.  No I wasn't offended - A) he's gorgeous, B) he buys me nice things, and C) he's right.  P-town suffers a serious case of Feels-Like-A-Disney-Movie.  I'm not saying it's bad.  I'm not even saying I'm sick of it.  I'm just saying that it does.  I overheard a (married) 19-year-old the other day talking about how she just wanted to get done with her degree already (for a major she hates) and have kids to avoid getting a job.  Be 19.  Have kids.  Fine.  But don't have kids to avoid doing something else, and if you do, don't tell people.  It makes me feel uncomfortable.  I would have vocalized my discontent.  It's just that I didn't really know her and stuff, so...
BUT MAN YOU IS CRAZY GIRL.

Ariel, I'm asking - you're a 16-year-old mermaid, it is implied that you aren't exactly well-versed in realistic relationships (considering those you hold with various "dinglehoppers" and so forth), aiming for a pair great legs (aren't we all?) for the purpose of marrying Prince Eric, the man of the hour (litearlly...or almost literally, she's only known him for a few). What if it doesn't work out?

I'll make it work out.

Oh, good.

Love, Happy Girl

P.S. All 4 of my closest girlfriends got married when they were 20 or 21. They are with fabulous people that are perfect for them, and I couldn't be any happier. Have a good evening, Disneytown.

Day 67

The Happy: Cinnamon Roll Making

Yea right like I made them from scratch.  That was for back when I had a boyfriend.
And I didn't even do it then.

Pillsbury baby (wait no, Kroger brand...Pillsbury knock-off.  Homemade maple glaze,

that's what matters.  That, and that they're smothered in it.).

I really want to try these: Fastest Cinnamon Rolls

They don't require yeast.  I hate waiting, so this is good.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 66

The Happy: Italian

This went from being my most hated class to the only one I can't wait to study for.

Some way.  Somehow.  I'm in love with Italy.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 65

The Happy:  Sour Jacket

We're coming up on our one year anniversary,
this coat and I.

 P.S. It's reversible.

L, HG

Day 64

The Happy: I have clothes

But granted, they are all in the wash (which I hate doing), hence, the dreaded 

Abercrombie & Fitch t-shirt remains.  I'm gonna have to chuck it pretty soon.

I guess.  I just need to be more grateful for the small things.

Love, Happy Girl

seriously.  i can't believe i wore this.  oy.

Day 63

The Happy: My dad

My dad passed away a long time ago, but he was all of this and more,
and I'm so grateful to have such a legacy to live up to.
Right now I would like my dad.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 62

The Happy: Dry Shampoo Spray

TRESemme and Suave both have one.

It's not a want.  It's a need.

And it works like a charm.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 61

The Happy: Be green with envy, because my friends are the best

Blair's sleeping over tonight (asian)

Love, Happy Girl

Day 60

The Happy: Getting into my comfy white bed

Early.  Meaning not 1.

That's early for Friday.

I hope the party upstairs is having fun, I truly do.  But for some reason it's just not my scene.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 59

The Happy: I finally, finally, FINALLY cleaned my room.

I will never go back to the dark side again.

I'm all about thumbs up these days, it's kind of stupid and I need to quit it.
Mom I miss you, if you're reading this.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 58

The Happy: Chicken Ensalada

Saute thin chicken strips with tons of Adobo seasoning and get it really black on the outside.

 Almost tasted like a man cooked it.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 57

The Happy: Becca Carver 

 BecBoo, you are the only chick I ever tell my brother I want him to date.

I miss when you were adorable and 7 and would come cuddle on the couch with me.

Now you're a sophomore and boys think you're hot, it's weird.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 56

The Happy: My UO duvet

hottie.

go get 'em.

Love, Happy Girl

P.S. A friend of mine once told me he liked that I was optimistic.  Thank you for telling me that, because in no way was I, but I liked hearing it so much that I decided to become more so.  What do we learn from this?  When you want someone to perform a behavior that they are not doing so hot in, lie and tell them they do it anyways. Example: Ethan, I love the way you always choose spending time with me over Xbox.

Day 55

The Happy: Things Mormon Girls Say

By Chels and Elisabeth!

Watch it.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 54

The Happy: My Savannah girl

Perfect little one.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 53

The Happy: Sleepover with Stal

Beach sheets are the best thing I've ever slept on.  And I've slept on a lot of things.

Including a bathroom floor. 
No I wasn't under the influence, but all the same it was pretty rotten.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 52

The Happy: Kate.

You truly are one of the best friends I've ever had.

Random roommate success.

You are so gorgeous - you're great on the inside too, but on the outside, you're a hot piece of YES.

I like sharing clothes, eggs, blankets, and being each others moms when necessary.

Thanks for not freaking out when I sleep in your bed.  It smells nicer.

Love, Happy Girl

Day 51

The Happy: Cut that thang.

Love yall, Happy Girl

P.S. Zacky and Mase, I love ya.  Thanks for throwing rocks at my window tonight.
P.P.S. Hayley at Amara Day Spa did my cut and highlights!  She's awesome, has such a good eye and is incredibly down to earth!  Def gets a 10.