Wednesday, October 31, 2012


In celebration of tomorrow being the first day of my birth month, I decided to read up on the personality traits of my astrological sign: Scorpio. Here's what I found:

Scorpios are deeply emotional people. They feel all kinds of emotions, whether positive or negative, with great intensity. Scorpios are supposed to be extremely jealous and bitter about their rivals and enemies. As far as their loved ones are concerned, Scorpios love deeply and passionately.
I am a very emotional person. Either very happy or very mad or very sad. There's rarely any in between. That makes me sound bipolar. 

A peculiarity of a Scorpio personality is that they hide their real motives and agendas from other people. They also have an inherent need to be in control, all the time.
I am a control freak.
Mysteries, paranormal, occult, deeply interest the Scorpios. This is because by nature, Scorpios like to invest and probe until they find out all the answers.
True. Ask my mom. Playing with Ouija boards, ghost hunting. UFOs. Watching Unsolved Mysteries all the time.
Another personality trait of a Scorpio is that they understand the human mind very well. They almost instantly know why a person is talking or acting in a particular way.
Um, hello, psych major.

Scorpios are very independent people who are happy being on their own. They are not very social and are even quite capable of staying alone.
 Yeahhhh, I'm kinda a homebody.  And by kinda I mean...I really only like being social on Friday nights and Saturdays. The rest of the time I actually like being home alone more.

Scorpios are highly ambitious people. They are power-hungry too. They can work relentlessly, without a break in order to achieve what they want. They are quite flexible when it comes to work. If they feel a certain way of doing things is not working for them, they opt for a different approach.
Mehhh, I don't know about this one.
A Scorpio will neither forgive nor forget, if her trust has been broken. She might go to the extreme of harming the person who has wronged him in some way.
Key word: might. Because I would never do that. But it's true. I don't forgive and I don't forget. I'm still holding grudges against people for things they did to me way back in high school. It's true.

Scorpios as lovers are all about passion, sensuality, possessiveness and mystery. A Scorpio woman is flirtatious and seductive but at the same time very committed and affectionate when in deep relationships. A Scorpio woman is very demanding, at the same time very fascinating woman. She likes to be in full control in her relationship. 
Talk to Nathan.
 A little creepy, eh?  Seriously people, what do you think? Don't just read this. Look yours up and tell me if it matches your personality! I'm a little interested in this, I want to know! I never really thought much about. I mean I'll read my horoscope in the paper and then get a good chuckle out of it, but never really thought twice about it. It's fun to know though. Now chop chop!! Go on, looks yours up then come back and tell me about it. Please!


Excuse the post-shower hair and lack of makeup.
Well looky what I've got here! Could that be...BY GEORGE IT IS!! That Nathan guy has finally given me "let me borrow" his big comfy feather down comforter! You know, that one where I threatened to marry him if he kept if for forever. And if he thinks he is ever getting it back, he is wrong. (I guess it doesn't really matter if we are buying a house together anyway). My bed is now the most comfortable bed in the world. I'm actually excited to go to bed tonight. Is that weird? Probably. But oh well. I don't care who knows it! I'll scream it at the top of my lungs from the tops of the mountains!  Not only is this comforter really comfortable, it's also comforting when Nate is away because it smells just like him. So I guess I should call it my comfortable, comforting comforter. HA! No wonder English is such a hard language to learn.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Getting Old.

...It is almost November.
Is that even allowed?
It feels like winter outside.
OK, a warm winter.
The correct term for that is autumn.
Or just "cool".
I'm not a fan.
Summer, come back please?

On another note, I need a second job. To make more moo-lah. A lot of it. I also need to cut coupons and pinch pennies. Maybe live off of ramen. Better not turn into a fatty chunkster! Yeahhh, you're right, too risky. Maybe not live off ramen, than. But definitely live cheap. We have 8 months to get saved up. I'm nervous. All a part of growing up, right?

PS - Why are weekends so short and the week so long?

Wednesday, October 24, 2012


Nathan drags me to tailgates a lot. Like, on this Saturday he will. I've been in a baking mood lately, and by that I mean I've been pinning a bazillion things on pinterest that I have been wanting an excuse to make. Tailgating is that excuse. (Today I made cake batter rice krispie treats, cake batter cookies, and oatmeal vanilla chip cookies)

1. Chex Mixes
Margarita Chex Mix

Backyard BBQ Chex Mix
2. Cookie Bars
3. Nut Bars

I guess none of these are really that impressive. Or real food. But I have to start somewhere! And at least I'm wanting to be in the kitchen. That should count for something!


 I'm not like your normal girl that views shoes as it's own category of porn. Nope I could care less about shoes. In fact, now that it's getting cooler out, all I've been wearing lately is my moccasin slippers shoes. Instead I prefer to go gaga over jackets and coats. And it's getting to be that time of the year!  But this isn't about my jacket "want" fetish. Oh no, this is over my jacket  need fetish.

1. The place where I work is freezing. Freezing as in I wear my coat inside even when I don't need to wear it outside. The one I wear now is a maroon colored fleece. But you can tell it's a been a favorite one for the past few years because it's coming apart at the bottom. In a perfect world I'd love to have an all black fleece or casual jacket to wear to work. Black because I somehow manage to get oil all over me almost every day.

2. Nathan pointed something out to me the other day, and ever since I've been bothered by it. I have a closet full of coats and jackets, yet none of them are to wear going out, such as to the bars or on a date. I have cute sports jackets, and cute pea coats. But no cute going out jackets. There's a super cute mustard colored one at target I've been obsessed with since the day I saw it. I don't know why I don't just get it. (Yes I do, because the black fleece one is higher on my priority list)



Tuesday, October 23, 2012


Have you seen the new iPod Nano? 
What the hell?
I want it.
But I already have one.
But I looove the new ones.

Bluetooth! Like, duh, why'd it take so long for that to come around?
The new earbuds! They may actually fit in my ear without falling out.
The size! I could actually not "fat-finger" click on things I didn't mean to!
The colors! Mint, yellow, rose.


I attempted to cook last night. 
Ramen noodles.

Boil water.
Add noodles.
Boil again.
Drain most of water.
Add flavor packet.

Here's what I did:
Boil water.
Add noodles.
Boil again.
Drain most of water.
Add flavor packet.
Spill extremely hot water all over my jeans.
Have scalding water stuck to my skin because of jeans.
Cry while laying on floor.
Realize I need to cool it off.
Take cool shower for 45 minutes.
Leg still burning.
Add ice to my leg.
Give up.
Go to bed.

That's right. I can even mess up ramen noodles. What is wrong with me. Seriously.  Please help.

Sunday, October 21, 2012


Not to brag, but I have the best grandparents in the world. They are always there for me, and are great at keeping up to date on my life. Not to mention they are hilarious. I wish I had more pictures with them so I could put them on here. I guess that's something I'll have to accomplish on the holidays.

This weekend was a busy one. Filled with a ton of time with my girlfriends. And Nathan, of course. Plus a lot of productivity. GO ME!

And right now I think I am getting sick. Sore muscles, fever, and fatigue. I've just been sleeping pretty much all day. This is unlike me. I don't like sleeping in. Really, ask Nate. Remember when we first started dating and I told you he was trying to teach me to "relax"? Yeah, not working, still. But last night  I slept for ten hours, then took a two and a half hour nap,  and will be going to bed after I type this and shower. I think that's what I need though. Lots of sleep.

My apartment is furnished! With real furniture! My room is rearranged! I'm in love with this place now. I just finally got settled into this place and now we are talking about moving already. I'm so ready to just be in a house. Just gotta finish up this lease, then get a place with Nate for a year, save up hardcore that year (work two jobs for me, Nate keep working all his crazy shifts with a crapton of overtime) and then it's buy a starter house time! Thank goodness. I'm sick of all this moving crap.

Anyway, here's a few shots from the weekend. Love these girls.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Pitch Perfect

I am in love with this movie. I've never been one of those people who see a movie more than once. Ok, minus Elf, which I watched during the month of December to no fail last year. But other than Elf, nope. Especially seeing the same movie in theatre more than once? Don't make me laugh.

But this movie? A true contender. I had never even heard of this movie until my roommates mother recommended we see it. I was in my good ole' hometown this past weekend and my sister suggested we see it. I agreed after watching the above trailer. I even convinced my mom to go!

I was worried that it was going to be like every other movie where all the good and/or funny in the whole movie were cramped into the trailer, while the rest of the movie was stupid and boring. This movie did not disappoint. It's like Napoleon Dynamite in that the whole movie is quotable. It's like Mean Girls and Glee combined storywise. It's just a movie that I wouldn't mind having in my (very small) DVD collection. And by "wouldn't mind having" I really mean, I will have this movie.

So go see it! It's totally worth it! I'm not sure if dudes will get as much of a kick out of it as my mom, sister, best friend, and I did. But it's worth a shot. I guess I don't have any guys' opinions on this movie, as none I know have seen it. But I haven't met a chick who has watched it and NOT loved it! Seriously, go see it. Skedaddle!


Monday, October 15, 2012


Have you ever just been completely unmotivated? Yeup. That's what I'd like to call myself today. But I did get three loads of laundry done! So that should count as something. I even have a checklist, and I'm so unmotivated that I'm not caring if the things on it get checked off or not. Say whaaat!

*It's taken me an hour to write that paragraph.*

Let's do a question. Haven't done one of them suckas in awhile. Let's go with this one: 
What Pet Scares You?

I'll have nightmares from this picture alone!
Birds scare me. Especially cockatiels. There were two ladies in the nursing home with them. They'd let them just fly around their apartment. Usually they would be good and calm when us girls came into the room to help their owtner. But one time one of the ladie's bird, Kemmy, decided he was going to swoop at me. He must have been mad because I was in the apartment without his owner, who had asked me to run back and grab her a warmer sweater. So anyway, here is this bird swooping at me. You know what I did? I ran, screaming, and shut myself in her closet. I heard Kemmy still flying around like a mad man. Then my pager started going off, telling me more people needed my help. Well, that's just a little too bad, because I needed help. I mean I am TERRIFIED of these things. I'm sitting in the closet having a mini panic attack. My heart is racing, my arms are shaking, I'm just a mess. Over a little bird. Seriously? I had to get on my walkie talkie. This conversation really happened:

"So...I know there are pages going off, but can somebody come to ******'s room please?"

"She's out here in the dining room"

"No, I know. I'm know...trapped in her closet"

**I'd like to point out the I'm now editing out a lot of people, also with walkies, joking with me/making fun of me. Such as: my boss, the girls in the Alzheimer's Unit, residents around other girls with walkies, etc**


"Her bird is out"

"Oh jeez. I'm coming, Ella, you little turd"

Yep, that's how classy I am. I locked myself in a closet, AT WORK, because there was a bird flying around me. Have I shared this story before? I feel like I have!

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Friends Like You

 This woman is moving away and leaving me. I'm sure you all recognize her from all the pictures I've taken with her. Melanie. The one I go to those hockey games with, that I go shopping with, that I go out to the bars and concerts with. She just accepted a job out in California as a nurse. She's going to have SO much fun, I just know it. I'm so happy for her, I really am. But at the same time I'm a little sad for me. Does that make me a bad person? We, as in Mel and I, have plans that I'm going to fly out there every Sunday so we can have Blood Marys on the beach. We just informed Nathan of this last night, as his presence is obviously also required. He had to go be all realistic on us and tell us "that may get expensive". Whatta fun hater. lol.

On the bright side, this chica almost left as well. And yet I somehow convinced her to stay. Good, because her and I have too much fun together. This is the girl I can tell absolutely everything to. The one who I'll go to her apartment and we can spend the whole weekend together and just never be bored. She's the one who got me into making my own jewelry (which I got compliments on this weekend, by the way!). Miss Nathalie.

I really don't know how I lucked out and got such great people in my life!

Happy Birthday Nathan!

It's this guy's birthday. It's official. He's old today. 29. Wheeeew. You see all those greys in that picture? Yeah, it's not a very good picture of either one of us. Plus he's holding onto my necklace. Why? I don't know.

This man though, he's the best. I couldn't have asked for a better man. He's  patient with me. I won't lie, I have a temper and I'm over dramatic and freak out on him. Sometimes when it has nothing to do with him at all, and yet I still take it out on him. Nathan never reacts by yelling at me or just walking away. He knows exactly what to say to me to make me calm down. He's smart and is way into politics, something I find extremely attractive, but doesn't judge or put down people who have opinions different from his own. The man is hilarious, I can be on the verge of tears and a second later be cracking up. And his laugh...contagious. Even my mom is in love with his laugh. He's dependable, I know I can always trust him. He's loyal. And he balances out all of my weaknesses with his strengths and vice versa. Nathan is just incredible, and I'm so lucky to have somehow stolen his heart and kept him for as long as I have.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Stop, Drop, & Roll

There I was, sitting on my bed watching Netflix when the apartment fire alarm went off. I had just finished a workout not too long ago so I was just in my workout shorts and a sports bra. You know, just hangin' out in my bra watchin' a movie. Totally normal. I peeked out into the hallway to see what was going on. Because that's normal behavior when the fire alarm is going off. Well, I saw smoke rolling out of the laundry room door. Ah, shit. Guess I better get outta here. So I went back inside my apartment, put on a sweatshirt (because it was cold out), put on some shoes, put my most prized possession in my purse (my Molly stuffed dog), grabbed my cell phone and purse and got out of there. By the few minutes it took me to do that, the smoke had gotten down to my end of the hall. The opposite end. I locked my door. In case robbers wanted to break into the burning building and steal Nate's iPad or something? I don't know.

I went outside and practically nobody is out there. So I asked the ones that were why nobody was outside.
"The fire alarms always go off here". -Him
"Oh, well, that sucks, because 3rd floor is actually on fire" -Me
"It is!?" -Him
"Yeah, did anybody call 911?" -Me
"No" -Him
So I called 911. Told them I thought the laundry room was on fire. They were there in about two minutes, flat. Turns out, it wasn't the laundry room. It was the apartment right next to the laundry room. An oven fire. A damn good one too, causing smoke like that to fill an entire hallway length as much as it did. 

Once the firemen turned off the alarm, the guy across the hall poked his head out the door and yelled "about time!", then smelled/saw the smoke, came out into the hallway and said "oh, I guess there really was a fire". Dumbass. That's why there are firealarms. You don't mess with fires, dude.

Anyway, the point of this story is that I didn't cause the fire alarms to go off. It wasn't me. For once. Good job, Ella!!

Dinosaur Mattress

A long time ago, when people had to walk up hills both ways in the snow to get anywhere to do anything, my great aunt and uncle bought a mattress and box springs set. After a good few years, they decided they needed a new mattress, because this one wasn't very comfortable anymore. Out of the goodness of their hearts, they gave it to my loving parents. Who enjoyed the comfort of a free bed in their newly wedded life. Eventually, they too decided they need a new bed, and passed the mattress on to their most beautiful, most smartest (haha, get it?), nicest, sweetest, favorite daughter. Me. I had this lovely dinosaur mattress for 24 years. I agree with the other two previous couples, the mattress just wasn't up to its, assumed, comfort. Not to mention, when I really thought about it, I was probably conceived on this mattress, so sleeping on it every night was a little...a LOT...disturbing. Ew.

Not anymore! This girl has a brand new mattress! My very own! I'm 24 years old and had never had my own mattress! Plus a new bedframe! Say whaaat! Spoiled.

I was a little nervous. I fell asleep so fast my first night on it. Probably because I was so exhausted from moving that day. But the second night. I tossed and turned. I couldn't get comfortable. And I missed my old, uncomfortable mattress. I woke up sore everywhere. And not from my workout. From being on this new mattress. It must have just been my body adjusting to something new though. Because now I fall asleep and stay alseep so much better than ever. I always thought I slept well at night...but now I KNOW I do. It's like heaven!

Plus, remember that "I will marry you right now, if you promise to keep this comforter" comforter of Nates? Well, the man has decided I can have it! So now this bed really will be heaven! I wish he could sleep in it with me, but the poor guy works while I sleep. So I sleep with the next best thing. The hoodie that made me realize he was such a good guy. Have I ever told that story? I don't remember. Maybe some night I will.

Anyway, I love this bed.

Another First World Problem

I've got another 1st world problem for you! My new bedroom is so big, that I don't know how to decorate it! This room seriously bothers my OCD tendencies.  There's so much I want to buy to spruce it up, but I'm actually trying a lot harder to follow my budget. Gotta save for that starter house Nathan and I are planning for in July. And if we don't feel like we've saved enough he wants us to sign a year lease at another apartment. Ugh, no thank you! So I guess my stress now equals a house, hopefully, next year. And then I can really decorate! SCORE!

But sometimes a girls just gotta write down what bothers her. Lets off some steam, you know?

1. My room doesn't have any blinds. Plus it's a huge window and they are expensive.

2. Nathan make-shift fixed it by taking a tension rod and putting it in the window to hold up curtains. It was fine for awhile, but it's been two weeks now, and it looks ghetto as all hell. I need to just put up curtains on a real curtain rod. They are so low right now, I trip over them every morning. OH! and I fell off the bed the other day, onto the heat vent, and pulled down the tension rod which hit me in the head. So I now have purple ass, no exaggeration a HUGE bruise, and had a killer headache. Needless to say, this tension rod and I are not friends. Also, Nathan thought it was the most hilarious thing when I fell off the bed (after checking I was ok) and laughed oh so hard. Jerk.

3. My room is all grey, and my bathroom is yellow and grey, yet I have Lilly's leftover pink bins everywhere. Which is awesome I got free shit, but have you ever seen my closet? Obviously color coding is important to me. Pink really sticks out in grey places. Usually in a good way. Unless, of course, you dont want things to stick out.

4. Nathan promised to build me one of those things that goes behind your toilet and has shelves and such. You know what I'm talking about? So I have one, and it's been sitting, pieces out of the box, and the giant box in my room ever since day one. It looks so stupid. Just build it already! I told him I could get one of the guys from work to come over and do it. But nooooo, he wants to do it. Then I feel bad nagging him about it because I see him very rarely with our new work schedules.

5. My shower was broken. That little lever you pull that takes the water from the lower faucet you use when making a bath, to out of the shower wouldn't stay up. So I had to literally take a shower with one hand so I could use my other hand to hold it up the whole time. I was taking such long showers. It was ridiculous trying to rinse my hair. Oh my jeez. They promised it would be done by Sept. 25, at the latest. They lied. It was fixed today. Only a week and a half late. Whoops.

On the bright side...I have an awesome walk in closet. I shouldn't bitch about my bathroom because I don't share it with anybody. And who complains about having a big room? See, first world problems. Seriously, my biggest complaint right now is not having all grey storage bins? Really. Rough life, eh?

It's Been Awhile...

 Since every day and everything has
Felt this right
And now you turn it all around
And suddenly you're all I need
The reason why
I smile

Avril Lavigne

Welp, I'm all moved into my new place, with my new roommate! You'd probably hope so though, right? I mean it's a week shy of me not having written in a month! Since I haven't written in forever I'm probably stampede my blog with new posts tonight. I'm in a writing mood. Must be the cooler weather (which you can blame this and the rain on my washing my car yesterday. We may be in a drought, but that never fails! Damn, shoulda washed my car a lot more this summer!)

I took a very long hot shower a little bit ago. And you know what I noticed while in this shower (besides being able to use both hands...long story, that's for another post later tonight). Usually when I take long hot showers it's because I'm in there crying, upset. But tonight I took one because I was just enjoying the water and the heat and the music. Instead of standing in the burning water holding my face in tears I was dancing around in the shower, singing to my iPod, and just being happy.

And that's what Nathan makes me. I seriously have no words for how much this man means to me. He's my rock, he makes me feel safe, he's funny, and smart, and opinionated. He's dependable, responsible, respectful, trustworthy. Plus we can't forget that's he's dead sexy. Especially those arms, and his legs (especially that scar on his leg that I witnesses him get..something about that fact makes it so sexy. Like we have a story permanently on his leg), and his eyes, and even his old man grey hairs! (10 days until his birthday, by the way!!)

My mom loves him, my dad loves him, both sets of grandparents love him. My sister loves him, my friends love him. I love him. I have yet to find somebody who doesn't like us together. We even have our whole wedding planned already. And the honeymoon. My dad likes our wedding plans so much that he's already offered to chip in $2,000 even though we've already decided we were going to pay for it all ourselves.

As much as I'd like to give all the credit to him for making me this happy, there are a lot of other factors involved as well. I wont lie, when Nathan didn't jump at the chance to sign a lease with me, I was upset. No, let's be honest, I was pretty pissed at him. But you know what? He was right, like always. I swear this guy knows me better than I know myself. He didn't want to move in together because 1. He had just moved himself and didn't want to have to move again. (ok, legit). 2. He said I wouldn't be happy unless I made more friends on my own and that if him and I lived together I'd lose out on a big opportunity to meet more people. 3. Since he got moved to overnights, living together wouldn't actually mean anything, considering I wouldn't see any more or less of him than if we did live together. and 4. That he wanted to take things slow and not rush into things. (haha, it's funny bc i just wrote how we have our wedding planned).

He was right. I did need to live with another girl my age, and make and spend more time with MY friends. I live with Ashley now. And do you know what? She's hilarious. We have so much fun together. We laugh all the time. We make weekend plans, we go out, we have a good time. Plus, I make more plans with my friends. Like Nathalie and I are spending the whole weekend together this weekend. And I'm excited!

My job also helps me be happy. I seriously have so much fun with all the guys at work. Time goes so fast. I've never had a job like this, and it's taking a while for me to catch the swing of things, but I feel like that's only expected. I'm taking to this desk job WAY more than I ever expected. I LOOOVE it! Not to mention having a weekend every weekend, is awesome! I haven't had that since...well, not even high school, because even then I had school then worked on weekends. So this is awesome!

The Jillian Michaels workouts everyday help too. I've been meaning to get back into running. But then I decided I would try something new, since the job thing worked out so well for me...and nothing else in my life seems to be the same, and it all seems to be working for me. So eff it, let's try workout dvds. She kicks my ass. I wake up sore! But a good sore, not a i-wanna-die sore.

Pretty much I love my life. :)

Yeah, I know, you've seen this picture. I just love it SO much!