One of the three tables set up to accommodate the guests
The main table... so Homes and Gardens :p
My brother-in-law's Marzipan pigs... they were a hit
Cheeeeese! I probably ate about a pound before dinner was even served
I got my first paycheck from work the other day, and it almost made my harsh feelings towards Mollister Co. subside a little bit. And that was just for one weeks pay... I can't wait to receive my first bi-weekly paycheck, I'll be rich BITCH! jk. It's been a battle forcing myself to save damn near every cent I'm making, but I keep reminding myself of my future apartment and the independent lifestyle that will go with it, come early Spring. I have scrimped and saved about 3,500 thus far, and plan to have $10,000 before relocating and finding another job. It's so hard to save money this time of year- I've already spent so much money on Christmas presents and I still need to get my parent's presents. I don't know what's happened to me, but in my advanced age, I find it far more satisfying to buy presents for others than I do to receive them. I fucking love shopping for people... I find I want to buy them everything and it's hard to limit myself. I even start to think about all of the clothes at work I could buy with my sweet employee discount. I hate Mollister Co clothes generally speaking, but when I'm walking around the store at work, suddenly everything starts to look appealing and I want to buy that shit for everyone, including myself ("omg, my bf would be so comfy in these sweats, my sister would like this cozy sweater...I want this skirt for myself!"- that's what a day on the selling floor is like). I finally gave in today, and I treated myself to some new heels (on sale!) and some $19 hot pants that were on clearance at Urbanoutfitter, as I deserve a treat for working so hard, and I've been wanting something sexy in my life. I have a decent bonus coming on my next paycheck since our store exceeded our Black Friday goal, and I survived the asshole customers shopping that day, so I think a little splurge on myself is completely justified. I really wanted to buy myself this little number from Nastygal.com:
http://www.nastygal.com/clothes%2Ddresses/imagination%2Dmesh%2Ddress%2D%2Divory
Thank God they didn't have it available in an xs, because I know in reality, I'd probably never get a chance to wear it outside of the house and it'd be a waste of $68.... maybe I will buy it after Christmas if my size is available, using my Christmas money... we all deserve a bit of frivolity in our lives every now and then :p And hey, my body isn't going to be this nice forever, why not show it off before it gets old? haha
I have this new approach to life as of late- a positive way of living. I was starting to become really annoying to all those in my life by cutting myself down and shitting on myself all the time; I'd constantly berate myself and say stuff like "I'm fat," "I'm ugly," "I can't do anything right," "no one likes me," "I'm a bad mother to my cats," "I'm a bad person." You know what though, none of that stuff I was saying is true. Now when I'm in a negative mood and I feel like saying anything negative about myself, I turn it into a positive... and I'm actually starting to believe all of the positive things I say. Watch out world, my ego is so inflated it's unreal. When I look in the mirror and want to say I'm fat after eating a 4,000 calorie meal, I instead look into the mirror and I say, "Damn, Kelsey, you are so fucking fit it's unreal." When I want to say that I'm ugly, after a night with minimal sleep, instead I look into the mirror and I say "omg, I have the most beautiful, unique face and amazing bone structure." lmao... you'd be surprised how well this technique has been working for me, even though I've only been using the 'positive approach to an egotistical lifestyle' (as I like to refer to my method) for a little over a week. I feel like a new person. I don't know why I was shitting on myself so hard for a while, I must have been in a serious slump. I can do anything I set my mind too. Nothing and no one can stop me, you know why? Because I am fucking amazing and perfect in *almost* every way. Now, instead of feeling insecure and weird looking when I see girls with pretty, cookie-cutter faces (you know the type- cute smile, little nose, tan) and blonde hairs, I think, wow, it must suck to look like every other broad out there. I recommend this approach to everyone who struggles with self-image issues, because it works. It especially helps to say things out loud. For example, I would sometimes bitch to my boyfriend or sister on the phone (which must have been really annoying- I'm sorry guys) about my appearance: "ugh, I'm so fucking fat and homely today," but now I say "You know what, I had three pieces of cake last night, [instead of inserting fat comment here you instead say:] BUT I'm the hottest fucking bitch alive." hahahah. I decided to play dress-up today, as I am tired of wearing flip-flops and jeans on a daily basis. I wish I could dress this sexy every day:
