Friendships and Scrubs

Girly Christmas with my Best Ladies!

Champagne, good conversation and carbohydrates (Pizza, potato skins, pie, spinach dip, fudge, sliders, and lemon bread to name a few)!

Complete Lushes.

Here’s a little Pinterest DIY Cailtin made me!

 It’s bittersweet seeing my little group doing adult things like getting married, moving away, popping out babies, and scoring BIG jobs. It makes me anxious and wishing I still 19. I’m constantly avoiding the realization that life’s training wheels are never coming back and I have to handle a world that’s bigger than weekly shopping, coffee, dinner, and party dates with my friends. I honestly have the best gang of girls in all the land and I miss and appreciate them so much!

 Something neat and a little less depressing….. My Godmother is actually my mom’s oldest friend from kindergarten.  Friendships are truly what you make of them.

***I'm currently at a Coffee Bean in South Pasadena and sitting across from Donald Faison AKA Turk from Scrubs! Well, at least I think so.....He's in a corner trying to be casual but there's nothing casual about the watch that's peeking out of his sleeve! I know what your thinking and no I'm not going to approach him I look homeless and he'll probably think I want his change.

NEW Traditions

Matt and I are close to mastering the whole being a little family and living together thingamajig. Infusing our different lives and traditions is exciting but I'm more interested in creating our own. I frantically texted him 2 weeks ago with something along the lines of……. "Matt, we live together and we really need our own traditions! We need them now!"  What can I say? I’m an over dramatic girl who wants magical moments and memories worth smiling about! My solution to our lack of traditions was to create a really special one for Christmas. Since our families live far apart our holidays are typically spent rushing and driving from one destination to the next. I decided that Eve Christmas would be our day to celebrate with each other. Matt is sleeping and doesn’t know this little invite is waiting for him.

 

Dumpster Diving!

Look at this beauty I saved from the wood chipper! I've been wanting to buy a piece like this for some time but wasn't ready to drop $130-$175 that I've seen them going for in stores! I'm excited to paint, polish, and pick up some glorious hardware to dress it up.

My heart was crushed when we realized it wouldn't fit in Matt's car. So with no other options I dropped my top and made the chilly 45min drive back to our home.

What wouldn't you do for love or free furniture??

I can't wait to share the after photos.

Beside this amazing find I spent the day tailgating in my parent's front yard, laughing over tube videos, and shit talking with my siblings.

If haven't already viewed the Jimmy Kimmel Christmas Gift/Halloween Candy prank, GET on Youtube and GET on IT!

A match made in the fluffy clouds of heaven.

Everyone at some point has dealt with the annoyance of their car breaking down but how many can say they've been rescued by a chick in glitter stilettos and shiny leggings?

 True story, I can.

Jennifer (The fashionable super hero) and I met on the 1st day of orientation and instantly became friends. We have similar goals, rock the same car, enjoy the same beverages, and shop more than anyone should. (btw, Jennifer you need to see the blue Calvin Klein dress I bought today! eeee!! It's FAB!).

On Saturday she hosted a ugly Christmas party and things got a little crazy and of course a little sloppy. I love the people I work with and that's all I'm going to share. 

 

 

 


My niece was performing at church the next day so Matt and I crashed at my parent's. For waking up late and not showering I think we looked pretty good.

Since so many people liked this outfit I decided to give the details:

Shirt-($4) Georgiou

Leaf necklace- ($3.80) Forever 21

Skirt-$6.99 (Normally 69.99) Nordstrom Rack

I'm turning into one of those never pay full retail people and I like it!

Shoes-$128 ( from my richer past life)

My Cousin Anthony and his daughter:)

Speaking of Christmas things, Santa are you listening?

This is my grown up Christmas list........

1.  A Crock pot
2. The new Twilight sound track
3. A digital Camera
4. A gift card to Homegoods
5. Black flats, size 7.5 please

I'm a little boring this year. Happy 10 days till Christmas everyone!



I’m all hyped up on mountain dew and coffee!

I have a final tomorrow night  for my online business law class that I have continuously emailed my teacher concerning my fear of being granted limited access to the course website and guess what ladies and gentlemen I was right! I spent the last hour writing a email on why I should be accommodated in this situation. I have saved every email we’ve exchanged and I swear I will petition his decision if he refuses. I’m going to be a relentless annoyance to this man if I don’t prevail… like that house fly that just won’t die or fly away. Now at 2am rather than sleeping I’m going over some of the most bizarre case files. I'd tell you about them but then you'd have nightmares.  

I fought the law and the law……to be continued and filled in tomorrow.

It's begining to look a lot like Christmas!

I truly ADORE the holidays (especially holiday parties) and have really enjoyed decorating our place! About 6 years ago my Mom decided to purchase one large and one mini fake tree, and for those same 6 years my siblings and I have relentlessly made fun her and charged her with the crime of ruining Christmas. I have to admit I'm a huge hypocrite and nearly begged her to let me borrow this little beauty.

Cali likes it.

My brother and I back in the day. Do you dig the one slipper look?

Ho Ho HO!!

2 more days till finals are over and I'm free to eat, drink, and be Merry!

Thanks for nothing you lying liars!

 My siblings and I have been feeling a little fluffy and decided to participate in another weight loss contest. Motivated by money, I’ve been eating healthy and losing weight like a BOSS. I think much of my success comes from avoiding my contenders and booby-traps. During the last contest my younger brother and his girlfriend, The Cupcake Yoda (NO one can resist her cupcakes) crept into my room during a deep mimis session (A Mexican term for sleep) and put cupcakes on my bookshelf, night stand, and even in my bed! Being weak and sugar deprived, I put those little treasures in a Tupperware and ate one each day till they were gone. I also may or may not have hung Snicker Bars from my contenders ceiling fans, haha gotcha good! Anyways, I went to Pinkberry today for the first time to get a healthy treat. I’ve avoided it for sometime because I heard rumors that their yogurt has a strong tart taste. Thanks for nothing you lying liars!!! Their new peanut butter yogurt could potentially rival all that I love and adore about Yogurt land. Not to mention that they put jelly and bread crumbs on top to complete the perfect PB&J ice cream sandwich!

I know adding toppings defeats the purpose of a healthy treat but I decided it was a better slip up than a cupcake.  I need to stay strong, the contest ends two days before we all leave to Vegas and I would love to start the weekend up 300 bucks.

Peace, love, and salads!

 

Dance like no one's watching

Every Sunday Matt and I cook up a scrumptious dinner, play champagne pong, and drunkenly dance in our living room ( Insert Electric feel by MGMT and some old school hip hop beats). I think you know you've hit the love lottery when your comfortable enough to completely lose yourself with another, dance like a fool, and still flirt like you've just met! In the middle of all this madness we managed to put up all of our Christmas decorations and even wrapped some gifts. Sounds like a perfect Sunday to me.

He's my love bird.

Say what?

Someone didn't hit spell check.

Valero equals cheap gas and cheaper signs.

Happy Friday!

Beware of the 105 freeway

I got this text from my distressed older brother “I almost died! Some weirdo on the 105 freeway was driving next to me and almost rammed me 5 times! We finally pulled over so he would stop and THEN so I couldn't leave he blocked the slow and emergency lane to yell at me that he was the speed enforcer, there to enforce the speed laws. Now I know why I don’t come to LA!" (I don't write fiction, this is very true, Girl scouts honor)

He had already boarded his flight by the time I was available to respond. Bummer!!! I don’t like cliff hangers. I spent the next couple hours trying to understand the offender’s intent.

..... Brainstorming….

Was he trying to perform a citizen’s arrest? ( My brother is usually running late which would lead me to believe he was indeed speeding)

Is he a suicide car bomber?

Is he bat shit crazy?

I finally get an update saying “He was weird, I don’t know what he was trying to do. One minute he was yelling at me, the next directing traffic, and then calmly asking me about the car I drove. Multiple personalities I guess!”

It was one of those instances where you shouldn’t laugh because a Schizophrenic almost killed your brother but something this bizarre is permitted one outburst of laughter. HAHAHAHAHAHA! I told him if I was there I would have opened up my suitcase and strangled the guy with my  hair blow dryer cord.

Lesson kids: Don’t speed on 105, there’s a speed enforcing looney on the loose!

Gobble Gobble

I’m thankful for the condo I live in with Matt and our cat daughter. I’m thankful for last Friday and having a home full of our closest, loudest, and craziest friends.

Our friends:

 The people who bring drinks and décor to your party (i.e. jungle juice and Jesus candles).

The people who bring humus and pita bread and get charged with being un-American and teased all night for ruining Thanksgiving.

The people that show up with two bottles of whiskey, a big smile and news that their catching a flight in 4 four hours.

The people that have their cheifs make the food they bring to parties. I’m not going to hate; I have dreams about that banana frosted heaven sent bread. Can I have his contact info?

The people that make you laugh till you cry!

I’m very proud of my deliciously cute set up!

The acorn treats I made and Matt having too much fun with the Turkey saw.

Btw you haven’t lived till you’ve had cottage beef, cauliflower mashed potatoes and stuffing with spicy sausage and egg in it! Thanks to everyone who came and brought yummy dishes!!!

I love my family, my friends, my man, and my cat. Happy Turkey day everyone!!

Friend of a friend

Disclaimer: This is NOT one of those stories where I claim to be talking about friend of a friend when in reality it's me.

I'm a complete wussy these days; I'm kind of like an M&M; hard shell but soft and sugary in the middle. When the going gets tough I get water proof mascara. Well this friend of mine actually lives up to age-old adage and just gets tougher. This friend informed me sometime around 1:00 PM that her love life had taken a turn for the worse and she was looking to have one of those mild “lounge on the couch and drink wine” days. I wish I could have hit the bottle with her but had to plan on a future date.

Hours later…….

I get this text, “Jessica, what does [Name Omitted] do in times of distress? Meet her guy friend at a topless bar for beers!! Lolol!!

[Darling Anonymous Girl] You made my day!!!

POPTARTS!!

Nothing makes me giddier than a poptart outing! I'm not talking about running to the grocery store for a sugary breakfast treat either.

Definition:  Poptart- A teen (or teen minded) girl who swears by gossip magazines, only listens to top 40 hits, and is willing to wait hours in the cold to see the new Twilight movie!

                                                                                                                       

My friends and I have poptart tendencies but are by no means the full blown, 2-heartbeats-away-from-tattooing-Justin-Beiber’s-name-on-my-booty, kind of poptarts. We started our night of at my favorite restaurant, Roman Cucina. I love how much our topics of conversation have changed over the years. The biggest topics were things we bribe our husbands/boyfriends with to do the dishes and how World of War Craft, Madden, and Call of Duty have kidnapped our men’s souls. After dinner we picked up some coffee, added kick of Bailey’s and manned our posts.  In line we were blessed to be sandwiched between a bunch of 16 year olds and a guy loaded up on something. Mr. Loaded (who had a forehead so large you could have projected the movie we were about to see on it, if not for the fact it was covered by a disgusting mop of a hair cut) informed us that he wasn’t flying solo but rather was waiting for his chum, Andy Fab, to arrive. I decide to open up the conversation and ask about his Fab friend.

Me “Andy Fab, is he fabulous? What’s his real name?”

Him “Of course he is he’s Andy Fab. Andy Fab is his real name”

Me “Andy Fab is too spicy. Come on give it up”

Him “Andrew Stevens, he is so gay that you don’t know if he’s gay or lesbian. He’s big too! He needs all this space” (He is currently twirling in a circle measuring 10 feet in diameter circle)

This would have continued and gone who knows where but we were then informed that we were told to wait in the wrong line and our theater had been seated. ( SAY WHAAAAAATTTTT?)  I immediately went into mother goose mode and went hunting for a manager. The situation was quickly fixed and all 7 of us got to sit next each other. Now to what REALLY matters! The movie was amazing, beautiful, scary, romantic, sexy etc...!!! Their wedding  was exactly what I would want my dream wedding to be like but unfortunately I’m not a 200 year old vampire millionaire. The movie left me speechless and dying for the second half!!

Canada eh

As some of you may know, earlier in the year Matt and I took a trip up to Canada to see our dear friends the Kosturoses (or however you pluralize that silly Greek name) Matt made that comment not me:) Dimitri is one of Matt's oldest and closest friends, and quite frankly, a downright terrible influence in that bestfriendy kind of way. When their powers combine you can either run for cover or get just as drunk as they do. So this last weekend we decided to travel back up to Langley and well... we got drunk.

Pengi and I at the airport! Yes, I have given life to an inanimate object and yes, he loves to travel. 

 

The weekend was a continous cycle of rain, drinking, eating, and seeking new indoor entertainment. On Friday night before hitting the bars we got fuzzy over a game of Monopoly. Strategy and gaming tactics reach new heights when your contendors are a morgage broker, a realtor, and a former banker. You should have heard the negoations and offers of profits shares and rent exemptions that were buzzing about. I think the Parker Brothers would be proud. (After we hit a certain tipping point, clever strategy and trade turned to offers of sexual favors and threats. Maybe the Parker Brothers wouldn't be so proud.)

On Saturday we spent the day on Grandville Island and in Downtown Vancouer. Theres a huge indoor farmers market on the Island that triumphs all others. There must be at least 75 vendors selling fresh seafood, produce, and baked goods!

 A FOODIES PARADISE!

 

Matt and Dimitri looking handsome under the bridge.

 Stacey and I entertaining ourselves at the brewery. The coasters had  detachable mustaches (support MOvember)! If you would like one I pocketed more than one nose could ever need.

 Matt and Richard going head to head.

The boys after drinking 24 beers in 2 hours.

FACT:  Finding a Mexican in Canada is nearly impossible.

 Stacey always jokes that people probably think I'm either East Indian or a real eskimo. So naturally I wanted a picture with a Totem Pole.

TRUE STATEMENT: I have a little Native American in me and my last name means butter in Navajo.

Jessica Jane Butter, Sexy Kinda....

I had an amazing trip but couldn't be happier to be home with my cat daughter.

Weeeeeee!

 Sorry being such a negative Nancy lately. I promise this post has a different tone. Since, My Pops is having surgery towards the end of the month and for the next 4 weekends my siblings and I are taking turns traveling out of the country or state, my family celebrated Thanksgiving on Saturday. Whenever we congregate there's always endless chatter, eating, drinking, laughing, and teasing. It was exactly what I needed to recharge my internal battery........
Later that night I scooted down to Huntington Beach to meet up with some amigos. It was one of those nights where your so involved in your group of friends you hardly notice other people, you bust out humiliating dance moves, sway your arms to and fro, and buy drinks like it an't no thang!

Ummmm...what else? Oh ya, I made a friend on the dance floor. She was a riot, we exchanged numbers and swore to one day dance again. Then sometime around 3am I threw on a fisherman's cap and a North Face jacket for a quick and very cold bike ride.

Short and simple,Saturday was everything I needed.

Pull yourself together.

AMEN Lizzie.

This week in a nuttshell....

I lost my agenda. I feel like Linus without his blanket.

I found a 4 day old donut in my $200 purse. My purse now suffers from sugary dandruff.

My car broke down. Mexicans think soda pop can cure everything (i.e. drink a sprite to cure all stomach related illnesses) so I called bullshit when my Dad told me to pour some over my battery. To my amazement it works and my car started up almost immediately.

I got accepted to Cal Poly and then dropped my Stats class. It was one of the hardest and most adult decisions I have made. I decided to be honest with myself and realize that I took on more than I could handle. I'm happy and can't wait for the following quarter.

I've been fighting off a cold and my allergies are in full affect, I think I one of these:

Oh and when I thought things were starting to get normal a guy approached me yesterday and said, " Miss I just got out of jail, I know this sounds odd (NO, it sounds scary) but can I have some of your money?" What kind of pitch is that? If you want my money don't include your dirty laundry or sound like your about to politely rob me.

So today at 11:00am I am taking Miss Taylor's advice by having a drink for breakfast, eating frosting out of the container, getting dolled up, and having a fun day. Goodbye stress, hello weekend!

Parties and boys

There's house parties and then there's Sarah's house parties! I always leave saucy (you would think a bartender lives there) and full of yummy treats. She never disappoints!

There's good costumes and then there's GREAT costumes. If you don't know who Matt and I are it's pretty apparent you don't have cable (unfortunate) and I'm done explaining to people. Sorry.

There's college parties then there's fraternity parties.

Some of the frat boys you'll meet are lunatics and some will change your heart forever. Some will be so amazing that you'll drive an hour to see them (killed the resale value of my car) 3 times a week!! You'll fall so in love that you'll  leave your Brea bubble behind and move to Los Angeles.

Happy 2.5 years to my main squeeze, handsome pants, fuzzy faced boyfriend!

You send me over the moon!

Look babe, your gift just came in the mail!

JUST kidding.....maybe.