Monday, July 21, 2014

July 21, 2014

Dear my Lovlies,

Not much is new here. I haven't seen Dylan since last time I wrote. He went to Michigan for a motorcycle trip. I really like him. His job interview for his new job is this week! I'm sure he'll get the job. I wish him the best! If he doesn't get the job I'm going to put pressure on him so we can become a couple!

I want to sleep over at his house. I need sex ASAP. Just saying. 

Brian canceled our date this weekend. I'm not heartbroken. He seems a little too attached to his family. I don't need another Brandon on my hands! Oh well, on to the next one. 

For the record, the only reason I'm talking to guys besides Dylan is because I want to have someone in case Dylan moves. I don't want to get stuck with no options. 

Here are my basic must-haves:
1. Good education (prefer masters degree)
2. Good job/potential for good job
3. Over 6'
4. Family oriented (wants marrige, kids)
5. Has own place

It shouldn't be too hard to find...hopefully! I can't wait until I have him!

I just thought of a few more things:
6. Amazing sex (no 10 second Toms here!)
7. Always pays (somewhat goes with #2)
8. Is a gentleman

I'm joining a softball league (haha). My first practice is tomorrow. I'm clearly going to suck. I hope it's not as bad as I think it'll be!

Good night Miss Lovlies!

Xoxo💋C

Monday, July 14, 2014

July 14, 2014

I saw Dylan on Thursday. Luckily he didn't fart this time. I slept over and right before I fell asleep I vaguely remember him saying, "Sorry if I fart." I honestly think it was a dream though. 

He was super cute and made me dinner. He made nachos with ground beef, cheese and black olives. It was simple, but I thought it was a super sweet gesture. No guy has ever cooked for me before.

I'm really starting to like Dylan but there's another bad thing about him. He might be moving to Detroit. He has a job interview there and will be moving if he gets hired. I know he'll get the job. I have already decided that I can't continue to see him if he moves because I don't want a long distance relationship. 

In the mean time, I'm texting this guy Brian. He's a sweetheart. He lives in Frankfort and is a marketing major. He is planning on going to grad school at UIC. We're supposed to go on a date next weekend. I have to admit, I'm super excited!

I guess we'll just have to see what happens with my boy situation.

I'm starting to doubt going to North Central college. I think it's too expensive and I'd like to move out. I may look into NIU or UIC. I'd love to be able to live on my own, but I wouldn't be able to work for Gretchen anymore. My education is the most important thing to me, so I wouldn't be heartbroken if that happened. I need to look into NIU ASAP!  

Have a wonderful day Lovlies! I will be in touch soon. 💋❤️

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Playroom!

I have been having a lot of fun reorganizing my daughter's playroom! Now that she is 2, she needs a bigger space to play and a bigger space to hold her toys! I decided to revamp her play space to give her more freedom and to make it more "grown up." 

First I got 2 cube shelves from Ikea. They were $65 each. I put a white bookshelf next to the shelves. I had the bookshelf at home already. I got it about 6 years ago at Target.


As you can see I still have a lot of organizing to do! 

I only bought 8 fabric bins, because 16 would have been out of my price range. I got them at Target for $6.99 each. 

I decided to label each bin with a picture of the item that goes in each bin and wrote the words out too. I took pictures of her actual toys and used those pictures on the cards, but this could have been done just as easily on google images. I laminated each card and punched a hole in the top of each. Then I attached the card to each box using ribbon.  


As you can see, the pink boxes have lime green cards and black and white chevron bows. I tied a tight knot before I tied the bow. That way, even if the bow gets untied, the card will not come off the box. The bows can easily be retied! The black bins have turquoise cards with silver glitter ribbon. I was going to make the silver ribbon into bows also, but it seemed to be quite hard to work with. So, I just tied the ends into a tight knot and hid the knot on the inside of the bin. 

I'm hoping that the labeled boxes will cause less stress on me! I hate when all the toys get all mixed up. This way, the toys can stay organized even if a babysitter or her grandparents are playing with her. Everyone knows where everything goes! Also, I'm hoping the pictures on the boxes will help my daughter be more independent while playing with her toys.  



Overall, this project has been super easy and a lot of fun so far! I'm excited to continue this project!

July 6, 2014

I have a problem. I think I found a deal breaker with Dylan. 

Last Saturday I went over to his house. It was pretty late when I got there, probably around 10 or so. We were going to head out to the bar, but we were pregaming at his apartment and got so tired we just decided to spend the night in. I was completely okay with that. 

We watched TV for a while and then we went into his room. We had amazing sex. Then he decided he was hungry. He said he wanted Taco Bell because it was just down the street from his apartment. I drove him over and paid for his food (it was like 6 bucks haha). I had promised him on the last date that I'd pay on the next date because he never let's me pay. 

So we were back at his apartment eating our tacos in his living room. After he was done, he walked into his bedroom. He let out the nastiest fart I've ever heard. Instead of confronting him, I just stayed quiet. At least he walked away. 

Then he came over to the table to clean up the wrappers and garbage. When he walked into the kitchen, he let out another one. It was repulsing. It was the nastiest, longest fart I've ever heard. I mean it seriously sounded like he sharted. It was completely sick and I can't get that sound out of my head. 

When he walked back in by me he said, "Sorry, sometimes Taco Bell makes me fart." He literally said it just like that. It grossed me out for a few reasons. 1. Go somewhere else to fart...somewhere I CAN'T hear it! 2. Why did you choose to go to Taco Bell if you knew it makes your butthole make sounds from hell? SICK. 

That's not all...I slept over anyway. That was fine. We cuddled (after we had more amazing sex, of course) and slept soundly the whole night. However, I couldn't help feeling grossed out still. I just saw him in a different (aka nastier) light. 

In the morning when I got up he put a big ol' cherry on top of the already horrendous situation. He said, "I'll be right back. I have to take a poop." Well he was "right back" in about 25 minutes. I mean he knew I was about to leave anyways. Couldn't he just hold it in long enough to walk me to my car and back up to the apartment? It would have been 5 minutes TOPS. Instead I had to sit there in awkwardness while he was in the next room over taking a dump. I know it's human nature, but it's just wayyyyyyy too soon! We haven't even had a talk about being exclusive. (I'm hoping he doesn't assume we're exclusive, but that's a blog post for another day!)

I haven't seen him since because he's been in Michigan all week visiting his parents for the 4th of July. He's coming home tonight and wants to see me. Should I see him again or say see ya later?

I hate being put into shitty (literally) situations with guys! I don't want to stop seeing him because of his (nasty) bodily functions, but I am so repulsed by them that I don't know if I can be serious with him after that!

I left his apartment feeling disappointed. I think my subconscious already knows that this can't work out. 😢

As always, thanks for listening Lovlies! Have a wonderful day!

XOXO,
C 💋