Day 26: Something you read online. Leave a link and discuss, if you'd like.

     Many of you have probably read, or at least come across, My Husband is not My Soulmate by DC blogger, Hannah. If you haven't then here's your chance.

     I love this blog entry because it's raw and real. She caught a lot of flack--and a lot of praise--for her "unromantic" view of her husband and marriage. I say shame on those haters and thank her for being so honest and open.

Last weekend

   I got to visit Anthony this past weekend in Dothan. The stretch between visits lasted two weeks, and it was the longest span of time we've been apart. Two weeks was tough but doable. It seemed to fly by and drag along at the same time. Between being out of town for work and spending all of my spare time packing while in town, the two weeks went by rather quickly. However, while time was passing it seemed to lull due to missing him. Frequent phone calls and Skype dates got us through. :)

   He had his first test on Friday and did well. I joined him in Dothan on Friday night, and we went to dinner and met up with his classmates later in the night. He took me to a fun little spot in downtown Dothan that boasted $2 martinis and a fun reggae band.

   We loaded up and headed to the beach on Saturday. The weather was a bit iffy on the ride down, but thankfully, it cleared up once we made our way to the sand. He studied for his next text while I read two chapters of my book before falling asleep. It was nice. We had a great dinner at Billy's Oyster Bar before heading back to Dothan for a movie night on the couch. Side Note: If you haven't seen Identity Thief, remedy that stat. Haha-larious!

   I had to head back on Sunday for more packing (Gag!) and Anthony had to study for his upcoming test on Monday. (He did well on that one, too!)

   To say it was a perfect weekend would be an understatement! I'm already looking forward to being with him in Tallassee this weekend! :) :)

**I ordered a camera which should be arriving sometime in the next two weeks. I promise all future entries (once I get the darn thing) will include more pictures. Until then, enjoy the lovely links.**
 

Day 25: Something someone told you about yourself that you'll never forget (good or bad)

I have been told, on several occasions, that I smile a lot. And I have to agree. Generally, this statement is issued as a compliment, and I love to hear it. I have so many reasons to smile so I thought I'd share a few with y'all.

I smile so often because:

• I'm happy. Duh!  :)
• My parents paid a lot of money to ensure I had a smile worth showing off. I feel it's only my duty to show my gratitude by smiling as often as possible.
• There aren't enough smiley people in this world. I'm just trying to do my part and pick up their slack. After all, smiles are contagious.
• Smiles have the ability to brighten someone's day. Such a simple gesture can go such a long distance.
• I'm nervous.
• Smiling and laughter are universal languages--even little bitty babies smile and laugh. Smiling is a great way to communicate with others without ever having to say a word. Well, sometimes. Some people just want to talk your ear off, with or without a smile.

Day 24: A letter to your readers

Dear Readers,

  I realize I'm nowhere near interesting, and I'd just like to thank you for being okay with that and reading this humble little blog anyway. 

Sincerely,

Jamie

Day 23: A favorite photo of yourself and why

I like this photo because I took it

on my way to a work event in Montgomery.

That might not sound special, but it most definitely was!

You see, I had not yet started my new job and 

was extended an invitation to join the dinner anyway.

I was sooooooo nervous!

This photo represents the start of something new.

It represents taking chances.

It's a reminder to step out of my comfort zone

and put myself "out there".

Most likely, it probably represents

none of that to you,

 but at least it demonstrates 

the ever-present glam factor of red lipstick.

Day 22: Your top 3 worst traits

I'm not going to lie to y'all, this post is going to be pretty easy. I can be pretty hard on myself, and I instantly knew my top three undesirable traits as soon as I read today's blog challenge topic.

Worst Trait #1: I am quite scatter-brained. I believe the clinical term is ADHD, but we'll just leave it at scatter-brained. There's about 1.8 gazillion things going on in my head at any given time. Consequently, it's hard for me to have a singular focus, which I find to be completely annoying. I often times catch my thoughts trailing off in conversation, but by the time I've realized this the conversation has been going on for a while and I have no idea what's going on. These are the times I just smile and nod--which can get you into trouble sometimes.

Worst Trait #2: My memory is horrible. I have a sneaking suspicion this directly correlates with Worst Trait #1, but who who knows. I've always struggled with remembering things and also find this to be incredibly annoying, as well. I have unfaithfully kept journals throughout my life as a means of helping to jog my memory in the future. Quite honestly, that's the entire motivation behind this blog. It's somewhat of a public journal, and I thought I might update it more regularly if I know there are other people reading it. As you might have noticed from my sporadic updates, I'm not so sure if that logic was logical.

Worst Trait #3: I am crazy-messy. Like, it's on a whole new level, and I am entirely comfortable with living in a pig sty. I throw my clothes on the floor, leave dishes in the sink, and often times put my trash down wherever I'm sitting rather than making a trip to the trash can. My car is always cluttered and always in need of a deep cleaning. I had hoped this would get better with age, but I'm pretty sure I was wrong about that too.

Makeover

  You may have noticed the ol' blog spot is looking a bit more spiffy. I felt like it was time for a change. Hope you love it!