Sometimes you just need a laugh

There are a few things in the world that can make me laugh no matter what kind of day I've had. The list includes (but is not limited to) Friends' gag reels. All 10 of them.
My family loves to watch it when we're all together because they laugh at me laughing. What can I say? They're just really funny. :o)
Below is one of my most favorite bloopers...enjoy!

Not quite so ugly...

First and foremost, thank you so much for all of your support! I was incredibly nervous to post my last blog and ya'll made me realize I did the right thing for me. Thank you, thank you, thank you for the encouraging words and thoughts. I really do appreciate it.
I'd like to clear something up that may have been misinterpreted in my last post. (And I say this because I've gotten a few questions about it...I'm so perceptive, right??) There's really no polite way to say this so I'll just come out with it...I do not, in any way, shape or form want my ex back in this life...or any other life for that matter. I am a strong believer in the saying "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me."
The point of my last post was to simply tell my friends and family what I'm struggling with. I feel pathetic and guilty for feeling the way I do. And it's more than the aftermath of my breakup. I have yet to have a relationship work out and I'm beyond tired of it. I'm tired of hanging out with a guy, then he disappears but still calls and texts, and then a few weeks later he shows up with a new girlfriend. I'm sorry, I thought you didn't want a commitment?? How could I not take that personally??
I'm tired of a guy saying how much he likes me but doesn't want a gilfriend. (I'm gonna call BS on that one but what the hell do I know?)
I'm tired of the run around. Be a man. Either you like me or you don't. I love how all guys think they're men until it comes time to act like one.
I don't like asking for help. I'm used to being the one who holds things together. I'm the peacemaker, the one who likes to be strong for others, and the one who gives my friends advice. I don't like asking people to be strong for me.
Now, before ya'll think I've spent the past couple days lying in bed watching sappy movies, I assure you, my sunburned skin would beg to differ.
As blah as I feel, I'm still a big believer in the fact that life is short. And being lazy and feeling sorry for myself will not do me any good whatsoever. (Now if it was a rainy, cold weekend, it'd be a different story.)
But this girl needed to get a base tan before summer really starts so the pool and I did a lot of bonding this weekend :o). Too much bonding in fact...I definitely need to increase the SPF-age of my lotion!
I hope ya'll have a fabulous week. Again, thank you for the love and support!! XOXO

An Ugly Post...

I wrote this post over the weekend and have been debating whether it's a good idea to post it or not. At the end of the day, this is my blog, these are my feelings and I think maybe it's time to put them out there instead of bottling everything up (like I tend to do.)
Over the weekend, I woke up angry. Just irrationally and irately angry. I spent most of the day Saturday trying to figure out why when I actually already knew the reason. Have ya'll ever done that?? I'm warning you now, this is gonna be ugly and pathetic...
I have spent the past few years of my life watching my friends move on with their lives. They've grown up, fallen in love, gotten married, found great jobs, and done everything we're supposed to do at our age.
It's been almost 4 years since my ex left me. Please understand, this was not a "normal" breakup. My ex moved out in June. At the time, we had been together over 2 1/2 years. For 4 months, I believed him when he called me and texted me daily to say he loved me. I believed him when he said he wanted to be with me.
At the end of September I found out (with the help of a "mutual" friend) he had actually met a girl when I was on a business trip the previous April and moved in from our place to hers instead of into his cousin's house like he told me. They've since gotten married. I was dumb. I know that.
My life, as a whole, has been 100% better since he's been gone. My friendships are stronger, my family is much happier, and I don't regret for a second that things happened the way they did because, lets face it...I could be walking around like an idiot thinking he's a decent human being.
Back to the point...
I know why I'm angry. For starters, as happy as I am he's out of my life, I don't have closure. (Don't lie...I know ya'll thought I was pathetic when I said it's been 4 years.) I want to know what the HELL the point was of him lying to me. I want to know what the point was of him telling me he loved me for 4 months when he really didn't. I realize it doesn't seem like it, but I'm a strong girl. And I have strong friends. And anyone who is smart should be scared of my family when one of us gets hurt. Ever is the coward who looks me in the eyes and tells me he loves me when he doesn't. I may not know a lot, but I know I deserve better that.
I'm angry because I want to be happy too. I love my friends, please don't get me wrong. They each deserve every single bit of happiness they get and more.
It's a hard and lonely life being single in my world of couples. We've gone from girl's nights every Friday to phone calls and maybe a get together once a month. We've gone from e-mails every day to a text once a week. Statements have gone from "I" to "we." Instead of being the go to "go out" girl, I'm now the dog sitter. Things change. They're supposed to and I know that. Trust me, I feel like a bitch for saying what I'm about to say but I just have to say it...I'm so tired of being happy for everyone else.
Ew. I kinda even hate myself.
This is not where I thought I'd be a few months away from my 30th birthday. Please don't think I'm so pathetic that I've stayed completely single since my breakup. I've dated. I've even had my heart broken since the aforementioned breakup. And like my break-up story illustrates, I've always been the girl easy to forget about. And maybe that's my fault. But it's still a reality and unfortunately, it's my reality.
I was seeing a guy the past few months and I felt things for this guy I didn't ever even feel for my ex. He was good for me. He was smart, funny, sincere, loyal, and attentive. He made me really happy. But just as soon as it happened, it's disappeared.
I'm tired of being heart broken. And I'm tired of being easy to forget about.
I'm blogging about this because I'm at a loss. It's not my style to mention my feelings aloud, let alone write them out on a public blog for the world to see. I don't want pity. And I don't want sadness. I'm a lucky girl to have my family, my friends and my life. I know that.
But I'm in a rut. And I want to know what I can do to change that.
Thoughts???

SAG Fashion

I LOVE awards season! Mostly for the fashion of course. :o)
I don't really believe in criticizing people's choices just to be mean. Granted, some celebrities need a little "coaching" in order to make better decisions in the future. That being said, I try not to say anything bad unless it is completely necessary. I mean, I'm sure celebrities will consider my opinion as much as the next blogger's. Which means they'll be making bad choices...well, forever. :o)
Before I choose my favorites, let me preface by saying I don't care for "basic" or "simple" award season dresses. I mean this is HOLLYWOOD. Live a little!!
Please don't get me wrong...the perfect little black dress is my best friend. But I don't have Georgina Chapman knocking on my door begging me to wear her one of a kind Marchesa dress!
So without further adieu...
Let's talk about making a statement. This girl knows what she's doing! I love Mila Kunis' choice of a bold print, the long and simple (but gorgeous) hair and dark eye with a neutral lip. Everything just works. LOVE!

I love this look! Dianna Agron chose a fabulous navy, ankle length dress and wore it like she was born in it. I LOVE the color, the dramatic makeup and the simpe shoes. She let the dress speak for itself and she looked fabulous.

I know this may not be other people's favorite. But there are maybe a handful of women in the world who can wear this color and Jayma Mays is obviously one of them! Everything about this look says "fun glamour." I love the cut of the dress, the shoes, and her glamorous hair and makeup. Perfection.