It's Okay Thursday and Friday Confessions

“All good things are wild and free.” ~Henry David Thoreau



I haven't done this in a while, so I thought I'd link up with "It's Okay Thursday" and Friday Confessions!

It's Okay That/I Confess That....

....last weekend I got onto iTunes in order to download Wild Ones by Flo Rida and Thank God I'm a Country Boy by John Denver.  Pretty sure that iTunes Genius playlist has no idea what to do with me and my musical tastes.

....on Sunday I went to Sunflower Market and bought healthy food for the week, including roasted red pepper hummus, raw spinach, grapes, carrot sticks and squash.  I followed that up by getting a brick oven pizza for lunch.  You win some, you lose some.

.....that everyone I know is getting married or pregnant. EVERYONE. In the last week, two people I know (including Cousin Whitney!!) have gotten engaged. In the last couple of months, 7 friends have announced they are pregnant. I'm not just falling behind, I'm being lapped.

.....I laughed for like an hour at this article about conversations between dating Christian girls and guys.  My two favorites:

Girls’ Statement:He’s always using the “Water into Wine” argument to defend his excessive drinking habits.
Guys’ Response:
For. The. Last. Time… JESUS DRANK!!!


Girls’ Statement:He seemed interested after our second date, but then I never heard from him again.
Guys’ Response:
You gave me a pre-highlighted copy of The Five Love Languages, asked me to meet your parents and, if we had a girl, what I thought about the name Sophia with a P-H instead of an F.

......instead of going to the gym to watch the Olympic Trials on Saturday night while running on the treadmill (as I had been doing most of the week), I watched them in my pjs.  On my couch.  Eating a baked potato.  With cheese and bacon.  And sort of felt like I worked out after watching the people on tv.  I made up for it by only allowing myself to watch the trials on Sunday if I went to the treadmill.  Once again, I say, you win some, you lose some.

.....not to like raw kale, because it tastes like alfalfa. How, you ask, does she know what alfalfa tastes like?  Chalk it up to being a farm kid.  I've said before that it warped my food choices.

.....that I didn't get to spend my Fourth of July at the pool or at a BBQ.  Instead, I got to grant a wish for a great Make-a-Wish kiddo!  His wish was a shopping spree, so we shopped until we dropped, cruised town in a limo, and stuffed our faces at Texas Roadhouse.  I absolutely love volunteering for Make-a-Wish.  I seriously feel like I should have to pay them for letting me have as much fun as I do!

.....that I'm probably going to be worthless at the office today because I'll be too busy counting down the minutes until the Jason Bowlin concert tonight!  LOVE me some Red Dirt music and dancing!

Confessions #1

"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.” ~Marilyn Monroe

Today I'm linking up with E Myself and I for Midweek Confessions and with Leslie for Friday Confessions! So....I confess:

* I laughed about this thing for at least an hour this week.

Oh, so true! Maybe instead of letters to Mr. Right, I'll do a letter to Mr. Wrong next week. That could be fun.

* I'm two weeks behind on Amazing Race episodes. Don't tell me what happened! I know that it's a long shot that Bopper and Mark are still in the game after getting a speed bump, but I love them and I've got my fingers crossed that they win!

* No Justice came out with a new song and I had no idea. My friend posted the lyrics on facebook yesterday and I had to ask her what it was from. I'm a bad fan. Unacceptable. I have got to move back to Oklahoma to be in the know on this stuff! The new single is called Shot in the Dark and I love it. Favorite line: "Your cowgirl boots look too damn heavy for a guy like me to sweep you off your feet."

* I have not seen The Hunger Games. I have not read the book. I realize I may be the only person in America who can say this. College Roomie and Blonde Oklahoma Girl told me the basic plot, and I have to admit I have no desire to read/see it. To each her own, right?

* Last night, I ate a meal that did not include meat. I know, I know. What kind of ranch girl am I? BFF--if you read this blog, please do not call and yell at me! I was in a hurry and just did not have time to cook any meat to go with it. Instead, I ate whole wheat rotini pasta, grated zucchini and summer squash drizzled in olive oil and covered in parmesean cheese, avocado, oregano and red pepper flakes (which I pretty much add to everything). It was super good, really fast, and healthy!

* I know we have not had a new Family Farm Friday blog in a while....sorry about that! BUT, stay tuned for tomorrow. I've got one planned for ya, and I think you'll like it.

* I take back my position that I do not read non-fiction books. I blame "The Help." If y'all have not read this book yet, you need to get off the computer and go buy it right now. It was phenominal! I am a slow reader and I knocked out all 530 pages in two weeks. I couldn't put it down.

* I fell off the wagon. The My Fitness Pal wagon, that is. I started at the first of January but fell off the wagon a couple of weeks ago. I blame traveling for work, green beer, and pancakes at the Bongo Room. (So worth it!) But I'm back on track now and I'm loving it. I feel so much better when I eat healthy and exercise. Shocking, I know.

* I periodically stalk my friends' pinterest pages. Here are a few of my favorite pins that they have done lately!

Friday Confessions #2

"There aren't enough days in the weekend." ~Rod Schmidt

Well today I'm in the great state of Oklahoma! Not for an OSU sporting event (crazy, I know!) but for work. So the blog today is going to be pretty short and not too earth shattering. Blame my job. Lucky for me, the lovely Leslie has a great Friday link up that I can partake in.

1. I am in a slight state of depression. It happens every year at this time. You know, when I realize that college football is over and I have to wait all the way until September for it to start again. Sigh. But I do plan to continue celebrating the Fiesta Bowl win until then!

2. I'm a grammar snob. There, I said it. I also think that it's important to have a husband to knows how to spell. Why, you ask? Click on Exhibit A. You hear that, Mr. Right? Pay attention! :)

3. I'm sick of traveling. GASP! I know, I know. The girl who runs all over the place from Oklahoma to San Francisco, from water skiing to Roma has had enough. I've been running around like crazy and I just want to have some time at home. With my own couch and my own bed and no suitcases.

4. I secretly hope some people fail at their New Year's resolutions. I'm sorry, I know I'm a bad person. But I hate going to the gym in January because all of the New Year's people are there and it makes things crowded makes me have to wait on certain machines. Perhaps my New Year's resolution should have been patience...

5. Depsite #3 above, I'm already making a list of travel destinations for 2012. Here are the possibilities....Chicago, Savannah, Seattle, Vegas, Dallas, Costa Rica, Stillwater, and Vegas (again). Should be exciting!! I mean, when you start the year out hanging out in the palm trees at an Arizona resort, you've got to keep it going!

6. I may never get caught up on all of the blogs I follow. My Google Reader says I've got like 500 unread blogs. I'm debating just marking "click all as read" and starting over again.

7. I think I'm addicted to Clementines. You know, the little oranges that you buy in like a 10 pound bag? They are SO good and have only 40 calories a piece, which means that I can eat a whole bunch of them before it kicks me over my daily limit on My Fitness Pal!

8. On the way to OK earlier this week, we flew through Denver. It's just not fair to make a livestock girl get on a plane to Denver during the Stock Show and make her get right back on a plane out of town. I was seriously contemplating quitting my job and making a run for The Hill! (Note to self and single girl friends: Lots of cute cowboys in the Denver airport during NWSS!)

9. Blind Dates?! I think that several people in my life may have made it their New Years resolution to take my disaster of a love life into their own hands. Stay tuned....

Friday Confessional #1

"I can't believe that God put us on this earth to be ordinary." ~Lou Holtz

Today I'm linking up with Mrs. Leslie over at Blonde Ambition for a new little project called Friday Confessional. It's fun to put things out there!

I don't understand why I have to turn off my iPod for a plane to land. I always observe things when I travel. And I want to be clear that I'm all for safety on airplanes. As a girl who is scared to fly, I'll do whatever you tell me to do. BUT....I don't understand how me turning off my iPod 20 minutes before we land, which of course allows me to get a total ear full of the screaming baby in the row behind me, somehow makes us able to land the plane. Don't get the correlation there. Plus, I'm sorry but do you really think that we can count on every person on that plane to turn their cell phones off when you tell them to? No. You can't. How do I know? Because the last two times I've flown, I've seen people on their phone to check baseball scores and bowl announcements. Did we crash? No. So why is it I can't listen to my iPod instead of the screaming baby?? (No offense to people with screaming babies---just an example.)

I can't handle cupcakes that look like other food. Okay, I'm sorry guys, but am I the only person in the world who can't stand this? I don't want a cupcake that looks like a hamburger or spaghetti or corn on the cob. I want a cupcake that looks like a freaking cupcake. If I wanted to eat something that looks like a hamburger, I'd get a....well....freakin' hamburger! I dn'ot know if I should blame this trend on that TLC show about the cupcake shop in Jersey or on Pinterest. Both seem to be perpetuating this.

I hate it when boys don't call. The Blonde Oklahoma Girl and I have spent many cell phone minutes (thank you, Friends and Family!) both ranting about this phenomena in our lives. Seriously, boys...pick up the phone. Stop being a pansy. Because I'm telling you, one of these days some guy is going to figure this out and you're going to be kicking yourself.I don't like shopping at Pier One. Gasp! I know, I know. Most people love Pier One. And I have been able to get some cute things there. But I hate shopping there. It's crowded and unorganized and I feel claustrophobic and in danger of dying in an avalanche because stuff is piled up to the darn celiing.

From now on, I will always root for Tim Tebow. I'm not a Florida Gator fan. Never have been. Nor am I a Denver Broncos fan. But I've become a Tim Tebow fan. You've read before about my thoughts on "Tebowing." But I've come across two more reasons to be a Tebow fan.

First off, did you guys know that a couple of years ago he met a young lady with cancer and invited her to be his date to a red carpet award ceremony? I love a boy with a big heart. You can read about it here.

Second, I like him becuase Mr. Franklin would like him. Mr. Franklin used to say that if he could chose between a kid with more talent and a kid who knew how to be a winner, he'd take the winner every time. That's Tim Tebow. So what if he has an ugly throw? So what if he's not the best athlete in the NFL? He's a winner, plain and simple. If it was good enough for Mr. Franklin, it's good enough for me.I may have an online shopping addiction. As y'all already know, I'm not a shopper. I'm not good at it and I don't enjoy it. My mom did not pass on those genes. But I've recently become sort of addicted to online shopping. I'd say that I did at least half of my Christmas shopping online and have bought several baby gifts in the last few months online. It got so bad I had to make a list (Confession in a confession---I'm a total list making-aholic. It's terrible!) to keep track of everything and be sure it arrived.

I'm becoming obsessed with letters to me posts. Seriously, these might be my favorite blogs to write. I've done one letter to my 20 year old self and one to my 16 year old self. I may have to just start doing every age in between! Has anyone else written letters to me? Because I'd love to read yours!

I bought myself something...in a little blue box...Remember my birthday back in November? Well, I bought myself a birthday present. My whole life, I've wanted to get a little blue box from Fifth Avenue. I got tired of waiting for some boy to give it to me, so I bought it for my darn self. That's right, folks, this girl is the proud owner of a necklace from Tiffany's! If you know me, you know I'm horribly cheap and not into brand name things....but this is an exception I was willing to make.