See? Cute!

I Was Going to Blog Last Night But Instead I Cleaned My Bathroom

I am not even making that up. My bathroom has never been this clean.

Which is code for "last night I was freaking out and stress cleaned."

Class registration starts today. And I still don't have a major.

Which is kind of okay, because I do have a few gen ed requirements to fill. But I want to get 2 or 3 of those done this summer. Which leaves me grasping for straws this fall. Here's hoping that when I see my adviser tomorrow, he has many words of wisdom.

I totally should have bought that "Keep Calm & Carry On" poster at Target...

P.S. In addition to making my bathroom shine, I also changed my sheets and sorted laundry, which is going right now. I would have vacuumed, but the neighbors don't enjoy when I run loud appliances at 11pm. I am woman, hear me roar.

P.P.S. I did all that without coffee.

P.P.P.S AND I painted my toenails.  Super cute. (I was going to show you a picture, but Blogger has decided that I'm not.)

All of My Posts Should Be Titled 'I Suck At Consistency'

I know, I know. I'm a bad, bad blogger. I'm pretty sure that if I still lived at home my mom would have locked me in my room until I posted something new.

And I do feel pretty bad, because I need to give the biggest bloggy thank you to the beautiful Nikolett. Nikolett writes over at Better Than Coffee. She designed my previous header, and when I asked if she would redo it to rid my blog of the Evil that is the W word (um...wedding) she offered to give me a whole bloggy makeover(!) because she is awesome & kind & hoping to launch her design business Suite 364 Designs within the next month. & did I mention I love her? Because I do.


On another note, tomorrow I have an appointment with career services. I'm hoping to regain some excitement in this school thing. And, you know, life. Details will come when I know them!

Love to you all. I hope spring is popping up in your lives!

Happy Birthday, K!

Today's Best Quote: "I'm a big girl. I'm 20."

But I guess it's okay, 'cause she's gonna be the most loved special ed teacher in the state, I'm pretty sure.

I love you, sis. Thanks for sharing your childhood & entire wardrobe with me. And for always making laugh. And for not killing me that time I cut your hair. Even though I was only 5 and you were 3 and I asked you if it was okay and you said yes, so it should definitely not be considered entirely my fault.

Enjoy your third decade of life!

Happy Birthday!

To, um, Me!

(Today I turned 22, which my sister informed me is "very old." She's turning 20 in a few days, which, in case you were wondering, is just "old.")

Have a wonderful Tuesday! I'm going to lounge around and continue enjoying the benefits of the massage I got earlier today.

And then do some homework. But it's my birthday, so I'm going to pretend that part doesn't exist.