Okay, for all of you out there I truly do not believe in Valentine’s day. I don’t understand how anyone else can too. It is a day that you are required to buy your loved one something special and do something romantic. Well, just to let you know, that is so wrong in so many ways. I belive it is a Hallmark Conspiracy. Why I think this:

1. You should tell your loved one that you love them every day.
2. If you want to buy them something don’t wait for their birthday or a special occassion.
3. If you see something you really want to buy your loved one then get it, even if it is something really small, and give it to them that day. It will mean so much more.
4. If you want to do something romantic, do it on a day that he/she would never expect it. It will mean so much more.

The reason I believe all this is because my dad saw this little rock at a gas station that had writing on it. It says “When I count my blessings, I count you twice.” He said when he saw it he thought of my mom, so he bought it, $2, and he just gave it to her. It was not a special occassion, it was nothing. She tells everyone how he just bought this little rock for her just out of the blue and she has been telling everyone this story since the day he bought it for her years ago. So if you come to my house, you will have to hear the story.

Another cool thing my dad has done recently out of the blue, no special occassion, but he asked her to go with him to buy them both new wedding rings. You see my dad broke his finger a few months ago and they had to cut his wedding ring off. So he was going to get a new one and instead he called her and said you want to go to the mall with me and look at rings, he then told her he wanted to get matching rings. It was the sweetest story when my mom told me all about it.

You see, my dad is not the typical romantic guy, but when he sees something that just reminds him of his bride of 31 years he just gets it for her. It is a true love. They don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day, they think that I am right when I say it is a Hallmark Conspiracy. (And this is the only time my parents have thought I was right about something. ha ha)

So next time you are out, and it is not a special occassion, you did not just get in a fight, and you just see something that reminds you of your loved one, just get it, who cares of the price, and just give it to them. It will mean so much more to them then getting them something for a holiday or birthday, etc.

Trust me, the unexpected means SO much more then the expected.

I am so frustrated with people lately. Why do humans have to talk about others and why do they have to gossip? I just don’t get it. I mean if you have something to say about someone just tell them to their face. Just be open and honest. I mean I am a very nice person but when you lie to me I really don’t want to talk anymore. If you try to gossip to me I don’t listen. I just like people for who they are. I don’t care to be mean, I don’t care to have others be mean around me.

Humans tend to love gossip, they tend to live and feed off of it. I just don’t understand why. Is it some type of thing in their brains that says uuuwweee that sounds great tell me more. I mean I just really don’t get it.

I have people all the time saying stuff about me behind my back and then others who hear it have to come running to me to tell me all about it. I don’t care what others say about me. I don’t even care what people think of me. However, if I am having a problem with someone I confront them, I talk to them about it.

I guess I was just raised to be open and honest about everything. If someone ask me a question I will always tell them the honest truth of what I think and all it is, is my opinion.

Life is to short to live off of others griefs, problems, etc. Stop talking about others and just work on making yourself better. In the long run, if you stopped gossiping and started working on your own values and beliefs you would be so much happier with your own life.

This is just all my opinion.

You know I have been in several weddings and have been the maid of honor (or as the boys said the Best Woman) many times. However, this was probably the most interesting wedding I have ever been apart of. It all started with the rehersal. We got to the Botanical Gardens about 4pm on Friday, we discussed how we were going to enter, some of the things that will be read, and how the whole ceremony would take place. The best man, Blake, specifically asked the minister if him and I needed to have the rings for the wedding. The minister told us, “No, I would like to keep them in my possession so that they don’t get lost.” So we were like okay, but did not feel comfortable but thought why not. We never actually went thru the whole ceremony and never walked in and out to practice. We then went to the rehersal dinner. Well, this was definitely a site to remember. Her whole family was on one side of the room and his family was on the other. No one really talked to eachother. They served dinner, they drank A LOT, they did not do much. We then had to go shopping because God forbid I forgot to buy the bride a gift and I am the maid of honor (Best Woman). As soon as the dinner was over we went to the mall, got some stuff from Victoria Secret and then went to Wal Mart to get the usual stuff, you know we had to decorate the limo. This was all just Friday night. Now onto the wedding itself…..

It was Saturday morning, we all had to be at the Botanical Gardens at 11:30am. On my way there I called the bride to see how she was doing and to let her know I might be about 5 minutes late. She said don’t worry, my dad has not even picked me up yet. She was so upset, this took me about 10 minutes to calm her down. Then I get there and have to hurry up and change clothes and put on makeup. Now, any of you that know me, I am the total tom-boy that does not wear makeup, does not wear dresses. I mean, every once in awhile I like to dress up but feel so much more comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt. I finally get dressed and everyone is laughing because I am asking how to put on certain things on my face. Don’t ask me what it was or what it is called because I could not tell you. The the bride shows up. She is doing everything in her power to change as fast as possible. You see we had to get there early so we could take pictures before the groomsmen showed up. We finally had many and I me many many pictures taken. Then finally we had to go back in the bathroom (our dressing room) to finish getting ready and to wait for the groomsmen to show up and go somewhere he could not see her. Well, things got a little worse, they could not get the music started, they could not find everyone. But finally at about 2pm, maybe a little after, we started the ceremony. It started out good, we were all standing there watching the minister do all his speeches and readings, and then it came time to do the rings. Well guess what, the Best Man and Woman did not have them because the minister said he wanted to take care of them. Well, he forgot them in his car so he could not do the rings normally. So we all started to find rings to give to them so they could actually do some type of ring ceremony. But when the minister said that we are all human and I forgot the rings, the best man under his breath says “Are you F**King kidding me.” The ones of us that heard it started laughing so loud. At least it broke the mood. Then the wedding was over. Now time to go and take more pictures. This lasted for another hour or so. It was cold and very tiring. All I could think about was how hungry I was. We finally got to leave and go to the reception. When we got there we had to take more pictures. Yes, this girl is going to have so many pictures of her wedding that she could fill a book case of wedding albums. However, when we got to the reception and were finally allowed to go in and eat all they had was chips and dip, cake, and some pigs in a blanket (you know those little hot dogs with a piece of bread around them.) Now, keep in mind, the wedding party had been going since 11:30 am until about 5:30/6pm. And none of us had eaten yet. We all wanted to leave and just go to McDonalds or something. We did not care. But it turns out we had a lot more to do. But finally I got to go home, about 11pm and get in bed. I woke up the next day and all I wanted to do was eat.

Now, I have learned over the years that if, and this is a big IF, I ever get married, I will make it so simple. All I want to do is buy a cute dress, fly to Cancun, invite anyone who wants to go, they would have to pay their own way, and get married and just have my honeymoon there. I don’t think I could have gone thru all this and done everything that my best friends had to go thru but at least now they are married, they are a great couple. I love them to death, and just to let you know, I am very happy for them. Other then all the crazy things that happened, like at any wedding, it was still beautiful and she was a very beautiful bride.

Oh forgot to tell you, I caught the bouquet so I guess I am next………we will see….any takers out there…..men only…………

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So I was reading this blog titled “What His Last Relationship Says About Your Current One” (to ready just copy and past the following link:

http://health.yahoo.com/experts/menlovesex/13411/what-his-last-relationship-says-about-your-current-one

I agree with much of what he has to say about men and why they do the things they do and what it means in your relationship, however, I also think that sometimes a guy just makes up things about a girl so that he feels better about breaking up with her. Or does things, like in my past relationship about a month ago, and tries to make you feel like you are worthless and crazy. My past relationship was with a guy who decided that he not only wanted to date me but many other girls. Sorry, but I don’t do that. He made me feel so unwanted and so ashamed of who I was. He made me feel as if I was going crazy, and then one of his girls that he was/is dating kept calling me towards the end of our shin-dig and told me to stay away from him, he is hers. Well, she can have him. However, what catagory would that fall into in his next relationship. I mean, he says he wants to get married, have kids, fall in love, but how do you do that if you never open up to anyone and treat all girls like crap. Okay, I just totally got off subject there. And to be honest, it is not a relationship I would really go into detail with anyone I started dating today.

Back to the blog I was reading, I believe that someone needs to write one about what it means when a girl talks about her past relationships. To be honest with you, I think whatever happened in your past relationships makes you who you are today. It makes you stronger, mentally and emotionally, it makes you realize what you want and don’t want in a relationship. And you know, who cares what happened in your past. As I have said before, the past is the past, whats done is done, you can’t change it, but you can move on and learn from it. And don’t hold a gruge against anyone, forgiveness is the best policy, it helps you move on in your next relationship.

I know from all my past relationships I would just like to meet one guy who liked me for me, who would treat me good, make me feel as if I am wanted, and make me feel as if I belonged with him. If he is out there and I ever meet him, the whole world will know, but for now, I am not looking, I am not wanting, I am just waiting for my fairy tale. Just like any other girl.

So basically I hope that you don’t have someone who only talks about their past, only talks about their past relationships, only talks about themself. You need to live for today and don’t worry about all that crap from the past, and girls, his past is his, don’t make him talk about it, because you really don’t want to tell him about yours, now do you?