Frank Friday: Random Rantings

Hello there!  Ready for today's installment of Frank Fridays?!  I am!!  Guess what, I've decided to take Frank Fridays to the next level!  There is a little button at the bottom and a link up!  So go forth and be frank!

Today's Frank Friday will deal with all sorts of random rantings.  Let's get to it, shall we.

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1.  Talk to my eyes.  First of all, I want to thank everyone who checks out my lady lumps.  While I may be .5 seconds from punching you and slightly offended in the there's nothing here for you, kind of way I am also secretly flattered.  Now, before you go all 1960's women's feminist movement on me, let me just say this: I like my fun bags.  I am proud of my pillows and therefore take it as a slightly skeezy compliment when someone checks them out.  Also, I should note that this "look" is not reserved for the male species- ladies do it too!  Whether it's envy or objectification, let's try to talk to the eyes people- they're pretty too!

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2.  Not all showers are created equally.  I have seen so many wonderful and beautiful showers on Pinterest lately!  They look extremely inviting and you can only imagine living in the lap of luxury in these beauties.  However, have you ever taken a shower in one of these "open concept" showers?  Let me be the first to tell you that they are freezing!  Think warm waterfall while you're in and Antarctica for any body part that should happen to venture outside the circle of trust!  The moment you reach for anything, some part is going subzero.  There's your warning.  You're welcome.

3.  I am not a mind reader, like Team Edward here.  I know I look like the Great and Powerful OZ with my powers of perception and persuasion, but alas little readers, I am not.  Well, I am really observant but I digress.  If you would like me to do something you must ASK ME.  Foreign concept, I know.  It really gets my goat when people would like you to do work for them but yet fail to actually ask you for something and then blame/get aggrivated when it is not done correctly.  If you come at me like that you will see my Eye of the Tiger and hear my roar.  Thank you, Katie.  However, if you would like dating advice, know if someone is totes crushing on you or if your BFF is seriously MIA because you LMFAO'd at the wrong moment- I'm your girl.  

How was your Friday?  

Did you want to drink at noon?  I did... apparently that's frowned upon.  

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My 3 worst traits

They ask you this at every job interview- but if you're a savvy in the ninja ways of interviewing then you know you always flip it into a positive.  I say, I'm a perfectionist and I like things done perfectly.  I mean, how can that be a bad thing in the job world right?  Well, this isn't the job world.  

When I first started blogging I tried to complete the Everyday in May Challenge.  I lasted -oh- 20 days, maybe... and by that I mean I did it faithfully for like 2 days and then started doing multiples when I realized I was 5 days late.  Yeah.  Did you ever read my awesome post on how I am a master of procrastionation?  Well if not, check it out here.  And yes, I give private lessons, for a fee...which can be paid in chocolate.  You're welcome.

I've decided to finish the challenge on my own time whenever I'm lacking inspiration and lately that's been the norm from a lot of the blogs I've been reading.  I blame the end of summer.  Who wants to summer to end?  Baby haters and communists, that's who.  (That was a joke, who could hate a cute cuddly baby- geez, I'm not a monster!)  But seriously, no one in their right mind wants summer to end.  

So, without further adieu here are my worst 3 traits:

1.  When I argue with you I go Stone Cold Steve Austin meets the Ice Queen and has little lawyer babies.  I'm talking sharp words in a black out state people.  I will go from happy bubbly person to straight faced walking nightmare.  It's happened.  Luckily one of my best traits is that I am a communicator (ironic, I know) and will calmly and openly discuss feelings and how to avoid this situation in the future when I return to earth and stop breathing fire...

2.  I over eat.  I love food.  I need to run more and stop eating my feelings.  Also, I saw this on Pinterest and did a serious hand to forehead action.  Ouch.

You win little doggy poster.  Touche.

3.  I suck at follow through in my personal life.  I'm getting better-thank God.  I have all of these awesome ideas *cough, blog 2 years ago* and sometimes they never make it to the light of day.  Also, I'm pretty sure my friends think I died on a weekly basis and don't even get me started on the ones I left in WA when I moved up here.  I'm bad....  Is there an AA for that?  There should be!!!  So, little disclaimer there.

Wow, I feel more naked than Torrence's bad dream in Bring It On.  I'll get the door, Torr!  There you have it!  Don't they say that owning your flaws makes you a super hero or some crap?  Well, I own them and am working on it.  I mean, nobody's perfect right- but I'm super close... bahahahahaha.  Yeah, no.  

If I've learned anything from bareing my soul to blog land it's that we are who we are and it's ok to constantly be working on yourself.  The big 3-0 is in exactly one month and I'm starting to love the person I am, and the person I'm becoming.  I'm more good than bad and just to solidify that I'll share something really cute with you.  My carabox buddy asked my husband to describe me in 5 words- believe me, I braced myself.  He said: Beautiful, Loving, Energetic, Compassionate and Supportive.  Swoon.  I must be doing something right to have such a great guy in my life.  

Take the good with the bad.  Face your flaws head on and own them, they are a part of you but they do NOT define you.

What are you flaws?  How do you overcome them?  Are we still friends?