Addicted

I absolutely cannot get addicted to one more TV show... I will never leave my house! It seems every day something else draws me in and I'm hooked. I won't even lie.. I am a celeb gossip junkieeee! I can't help myself. Ever since I was a little girl, it has been a ritual to buy the gossip mags on Thursdays when they hit stores and spend all weekend reading about other people's lives. When I went to college, the ritual changed just a bit; mom buys mags on Thursday, reads them and mails them to me. Saving poor college girl about 30 bucks a week. My dad has always detested this habit, he would always say, "you don't even know these people." Yes, dad, I actually feel like they are my friends.

Lately my obsession has evolved into reality TV. I just can't help myself, it's my drug of choice. My absolute favorite obsession? The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. I love love love this show. I want to be friends with all of them... except Camille, but that's a different story. And I fully plan on getting my own personal Giggy one day.

My strangest addiction? Tabatha's Salon Takeover. I have no clue why I love this show, seeing as it's about hair salons, but I just love it! I think it's because Tabatha is so fierce and tells it like it is. She's quite intimidating, but in an extremely sexy way.

Among my other fave watches? Holly's World, Real Housewives of Atlanta, Gossip Girl, Grey's Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, House Hunters... listing all of these out makes me realize how bad my addiction is. You would think I never got anything done.

I have serious day dreams about my own reality TV show. I mean, I think I'm entertaining? Obviously I'm not famous and people have no reason to want to know me.... but still. It's my day dreams, I can do whatever I want in them.

Basically my TV constantly stays on BRAVO and E!, with the occasional jump to HGTV. Case in point, I'm currently watching the latest episode of Holly's World on E!. Oh, my life.

I also think this makes a great case for why I need TiVo or DVR or something to help with my addiction. Just a thought.

The year I didn't hate Valentine's Day...

This was my first Valentine's in a looooong time that I wasn't spending the day cursing all of the happy couples in the world. As you all know, I do have a significant other, and therefore I had a Valentine. But my Valentine's date was about as far from conventional as you could imagine, but I wouldn't have it any other way. 

February 2010 I traveled to Washington D.C. with the other members of Auburn College Republicans for CPAC (Conservative Political Action Conference.) Not only did I come home with a fire in my heart to fight for what I believe it, I came home with a boyfriend.

One year later, I traveled back to D.C. for CPAC once again, but this year it was extra special. Not only was I at my favorite political event of the year, but I was celebrating one year with my love. We celebrated our first Valentine's by listening to Ann Coulter, Gov. Rick Perry (TX), Rep. Allen West (FL), Donald Trump, and many others. We also spend a day on Capitol Hill visiting our beloved SC congressmen. During the day, we bonded over our love of politics, and at night enjoyed dinner and fun with friends. 

His mother probably describes it best as "two nerds at the nerd convention." But you know what, this is what I consider a fairy tale. Sure, Cinderella got to go to the ball and dance the night away with her prince. But my prince comes in the form of a "nerd" who will do "nerdy" things with me and then take me to dinner after. 

I've been looking forward to having a Valentine for quite some time now, and this was worth the wait.

Cupcakes.

If you know me, you know that I have an unhealthy affinity for cupcakes. More specifically, vanilla cupcakes with buttercream icing. Yum. I truly believe that a cupcake is the greatest medicine and that it could probably cure cancer. (OK, maybe not, but you get the idea.)

Ironically enough, on my first date with my love, I realized that the restaurant we were at gave you a free cupcake for your birthday. So I did what any other normal, mature 20-something girl would do... I completely lied and told them it was my birthday (it wasn't.) We laugh about that now because it was the first sign he got of just how obsessed with cupcakes I am.

I have a soft spot for single girls. Hard to believe that just one year ago I was a bitter single girl. And as a former single girl, I know the last thing single girls want to hear from me is, "Don't worry, you'll find someone!" So I won't do it.

But, you should know that while single, I literally read every book out there about how to find a man. Literally. You name it, I read it. And of course, they all promised to help me find true love, they didn't. But they did all offer the same advice that I hate to admit is actually really good.

Single girls, write this down: You must be happy with yourself before someone else can be happy with you.

Allow me to illustrate.
I love cupcakes, but I love the icing more. Nothing makes me happier than good buttercream icing, preferably pink. Even though I love the icing, I still eat the actual cake part. The icing is so sweet that if I ate just icing, I would get sick. But eating it with the cake is perfection.

Think of a boyfriend as the icing. It looks pretty dang good sitting in the bowl, but without the cake, it's just icing. It's still wonderful, but it isn't complete, it isn't right.

You have to be the cake. You are always good. Cake is good with or without icing. If you are a confidant, strong women, you don't need icing to make you fabulous. But who wants a cupcake without icing?

The biggest mistake girls make is to think that a boyfriend will solve all of your problems. Believe me, SO not the case. They bring problems of their own (that's another story.) You be you, and be the best you that you can be. Then you will find the icing to make you a fabulous cupcake.