Christmas with myself this year?

I never take pictures. Pictures would make this blog post far more interesting so maybe I will dig deep into the depths of my phone and find out what pictures I do I have to supply this post.

 I had a Merry Christmas!

However this year my Christmas was different.

My family and I were all on different schedules; my Mother and Father worked either Christmas eve or Christmas day and they both live (separately) in Texas; my younger brother headed to Colorado to see his grandparents; my lovely sister, with her little ones, were all the way in Florida HAVING CHRISTMAS ON THE BEACH..(living the life) and I was in Edmond, Oklahoma working at the hotel from 3-7 on Christmas Day.

and I wasn't that upset about it.

Last year, I was scheduled to work Christmas and I was distraught.
"I am only 20, I shouldn't be working on Christmas yet?!"
"This job isn't worth it!"
"Are you kidding me?!"
"I hate this job anyway"
"I  am going to miss my sweet Nana and her Irish accent"
"I am going to miss out on my dad's snoring and my little brother's weird pajamas"
"WHAT IHTKHRKSHFKHF "

(fortunately I got my shift covered and spent last Christmas in Arizona with my family & I am still happily employed at the same job)

 This year I knew the circumstances of my family and when December's schedule came out I was completely okay with working on Christmas. I don't know what happened- I was just okay with it. I felt for the employee's still working no matter what, I realized I had no other plans and it wouldn't be painful to spend a holiday alone.


It turned out to be a lovely day; maybe the best day ever.

It went a little something like this... 

Woke Up: 10:30ish

No one else's schedule just mine, benjy's (my dog) and Tyle.

we all have bed head on Christmas. (photo props to Tyle)

Ohhhh... I forgot to mention one precious little darling...
you know that friend, who could be your long lost sibling but the kind of sibling that shared the womb with you because you're relationship is beyond any namable relationship... its like a best friend but not exactly, its like a parasite that you never want to leave your side; it comes with all wonderful things--  you think about your relationship and you almost cry out of love/ adornment/ you want to punch this person for being so great/ maybe someday you will trap him in a small cage so no one else can witness this precious little darling....... yeah.... I don't know that friend either....

but Tyle was with me on the best day ever :)

Next: We laid in bed and called all of our loved ones. 

I called my Mom, Dad, Sister & Nana~ maybe it was because of Christmas but all of my phone calls were exceptionally sweet. All of them gave me details of their mornings and details of their current lives. I felt closer to them than I would have if I was right in front of them.

Tyle and I exchanged gifts
adding to my wanna be fab life, Tyle and I are starting hot yoga in January. We really wont have time for much of anything-- we will be the hippest, coffee drinkin' yogis ever.

i mean...really....were.... just trying to escape our dweeb nature.

Work from 3-7
Work actually isn't too, too terrible on a holiday. No one expects much from you and in a hotel there really isn't anything happening at that time of day. It was slow. It was nice.

Home--- 
Have I mentioned that I moved this month? It's a small apartment where I will spend my last semester of college & the daunting first months of ......post grad life. I am so happy! It is a cute place with a homie atmosphere and an outside balcony--- hopefully I will be serenaded from it someday.... actually that would be weird for me.... unless it was John Mayer. John Mayer could sing to me from a toilet and I would be okay with it...
The best part of all is my home is cat-less and clean.  :)
But I got home and awhile later my mom showed up. She showed up with goodies and a lot of MARGARITAS

I wish at this point I could bust a holiday rhyme for you guys....

but.. I can't...

but I can leave you with this.... I think all of us have a preconceived idea of how holidays are supposed to go. Maybe someday I will get together with my family and we will carry out holiday traditions like opening presents together,  having a holiday pageant or baking together & wearing matching aprons but as of right now I am completely content with spending the day with a great friend and the night with my mom, friends & margaritas--- I am thankful for so much.

I hope everyone had a blessed holiday!!

Cheers! 

finals week is the best.

finals week just might be the best week of our lives. 

okay? WOAH! 

Just hear me out. 

Finals week sucks a lot. Multiple test in a week, hours of studying, hours of writing, hours of  putting together final projects, and hours of STRESS. However, here are a few reasons why finals week just might be a good week for all students involved. (I am really into list lately)

•  During this dreadful week you can use finals as an excuse for just about anything. Why am I late for work? Oh I am so sorry, its finals week and I am just trying to make it through college so I can trade this minimum wage job for an actual salary job and not have to sell my body for quick cash. Why do I need to have this whole cookie cake to myself? Its finals week and I deserve it. Why do I need a 10 AM shot of vodka?- finals week. 

• Your room is the cleanest it has ever been. Procrastination at its best ladies and gents. As you sit down to study, you remember that "Oh, I forgot to clean the lint off my window blinds" or "I forgot to make my bed exactly like the maids do it at a hotel" 

• You get to have study groups with classmates that you probably didn't talk to all semester but suddenly need their notes or their expertise. You guys get together to study but mostly it turns into a bitch fest about the inadequacies of your poor professor or you guys bond over the guy in the 3rd row of the class who ALWAYS smells so bad. 
• "I thought I was the only one who noticed?!" "No! I always smell him"

• It is likely that you can park anywhere on campus and not get a ticket. This might be only my experience but I parked in staff parking twice this week, once to turn in a paper and once to take a final; I never got a ticket. However, both task did take me about 10 seconds... (even the final) but it should be a nation wide campus law that tickets are not given during finals week.

• You are allowed to wear your most unflattering, most comfortable clothes and no one can judge you.  So go ahead, wear that oversized shirt with prairie dog on it; wear it loud and proud to class because honestly you love wearing it at home, so why not get away with it during finals week. 

• On that note, with your comfortable clothes on your back- you are completely allowed to look as zombie-ish as possible. No make up. Hair a mess. Bags under eyes. Probably Hallucinating from the lack of sleep, but Hey its okay. In the real world we will never be allowed to have a stressful week and look like walking dead-- so bask in that finals week glory.  

It really is a great week because we are allowed to be as lazy as ever while being the most productive we have been all semester. Just a bunch of confusion and a lot of coffee. 

Cheers! 

xoxo

Sierra 

Happy Thanksgiving?

Happy Holidays!

I had a wonderful thanksgiving with my family and I am thankful.. so... so thankful; However, in the light of things I couldn't help but make up a list of things I am,

• hangovers- I just don't understand how such a fun beverage can kick our ass the next day.
• Fit Moms in the gym- You know the ones, they look super cute AND THIN in their stylish gym clothes but all you see them do is walk briskly on the treadmill whilst gabbing to their other cute fit moms- and I'm over on the treadmill in a paint stained tee shirt working through sprints and sweats looking like I could of popped out your 3 little brats myself- I am not thankful for you fit mom. 
• Rejection- I wish rejection letters, emails, speeches, ect.. came with a giant bouquet of flowers and maybe a free puppy; life would be better for everyone.
• Alarm Clocks- They just suck. 
• Waking Up- Sleeping is so good, and waking up is no fun- especially when its by an alarm clock. Waking up should immediately come with good things- sunflowers, waffles, a hot man to hold, a free puppy again... 
• Tags on clothing- WHY DO YOU EXISIT YOU ANNOYING LITTLE PAPER?! 
• Razor Burn- no one wants that nonsense 
• Car Farts-  just in general.. not thankful for them

With that being said, I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday.

Go hug your family, embrace their weird because nobody's family is as perfect as the holiday commercial families.. and that is okay cause who would want to be with a perfect family anyway? 

xoxo

Cheer!

Sierra







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[concerns]

Okay guys.

I am probably the biggest  internet creep ever.

If I take an interest in someone, like a blogger, a recent cast member of SNL, the girl with sweet style who passed me in the hallway-- let it be known that I will find all internet content about them, including their hidden lip sync video with 56 views they made in middle school. This only becomes problematic when said interesting people are out living life and I am at home sharing a bag of goldfish with my dog.

here is a little snippet of how my mind works whilst scrolling through pictures of admirable people:
(names in this scenario have been made up)

Oh hey... sassgirl45 you have abs now....begin frantic crunches
oh hey...tootledee you're in Spain drinking wine looking like a million bucks..... begin small tears with realization that I LOOK LIKE A HELL DEMON and will probably never be able to go to Spain until I graduate and on that note what the hell am I going to do when I graduate... engage ugly cry face.... I'm concerned.

My willpower will go from a 100 to zero in a one small second.

One second I'm planning workouts, conjuring up healthy snacks, saying no no no to junk. Turn the corner- I'm eating chocolate. I don't know how this happens.... I'm Concerned. 

 In May I will hopefully be graduating from college with a degree in Theatre Performance- this means that I have dedicated the last four years to learning all about theatre and acting HOWEVER in real life when I encounter moments I need to "act" I can't do it. 

Example: Getting pulled over. lying. pretending to be on my phone. acting like I am in a rush and cant talk to the mall booth people. 

I'm concerned. 

I think its time to come to terms with the fact that I will never be a functioning adult; one who can paint her nails with out smudging them, who can opt for a real bra rather than a sports bra, who can keep plants alive, who can have phone conversations with businesses with out having a minor heart attack, who can go one day with out making a poop joke, who can live with out a gum ball from that machine...and for that the world should be concerned. 

you can click here  to find my long lost youtube video when I was still a weirdo.

 

xoxo-

I hope you like my new blog place :)

Cheers! 

Sierra Carter 

tips for a more GLAM life.

Tips for being a little more glamourous than you actually are:

 pictures included.  

1.) Do some Yoga

I don’t know if its the idea or the actual practice but something about a lady saying ” Oh I do yoga” or ” I have a yoga class at 6″ makes them instantly seem more glamorous. I immediately think that person has to be super intuitive and have clear understanding of the entire world around them. I do yoga on the occasion its mostly because I hate stretching but love running so yoga is my middle ground where I trick myself into believing i’m not stretching, I’m just being a glam yogi. 

Here I am just having all the essentials: cool head band, tight clothes, yoga mat, pose.

2.) Own some wine bottles 

When I enter someones home and they have a lot of empty wine bottles, I immediately think not only is this person glamourous with their choice of alcohol but they are classy. Make sure you keep it to wine bottles, empty wine boxes can be border line drunk college girl…. but certainly not– wine bottles. Better yet go ahead and post a picture of how frequently you have a glass of wine, throw an instagram filter on it and SHAZAM*** you are one glamourous mama!

just a night in with my best friend. 

3.) always have to get going

Make short little dates with people and always have to leave to go somewhere else. Maybe blame it on your new yoga class… say things like “Oh, I am so so sorry I have to get going, yoga at 6″ DOUBLE WAMMY! or “Oh gosh I have to run, coffee date with my gay friends” <– there is so much glamor in that sentence its unreal.

4.) add a few gays to your life

Lets be real… Karen off of Will & Grace is probably one of the most glamourous people from Television. Something that makes her even more fab. is her gay counterpart.

5.) I am traveling for Work

Perhaps one night you stumble drunkenly into a hotel… while you’re checking in simply utter the words “I am traveling for work”- AUTOMATICALLY YOU ARE MORE GLAMOUROUS. Even if the hotel is a run down weekly rates place and you’re just trying to put your drunk booty to sleep, saying you’re traveling for work will make you look and feel just a little more glam. Try it– 100% Satisfaction Guarantee

6.) Accessorize 

Look at me all plain Jane.

ADD LIPSTICK– Glam accessory number one.

ADD A SCARF- Nothing says Damn I am GLAM-ER-OUSSSSSSSSSSSSS like a scarf 

ADD SUNGLASSES- Even if you’re inside, its night time, you’re at a place that its completely inappropriate to wear them DO IT ANYWAY

ADD- COFFEE- Putting a cup of coffee in your hand adds about 80% Glam to any outfit. 

for added effect breathe in like Tyra says. 

There you have it ladies and gents… Welcome to your new GLAM LYFEEE.

lets all pretend I do have a glamourous life and did not take all these pictures in one night….. 

CHEERS!!! 

Sierra 

being me is a struggle sometimes

Lets start with the way I decided to roll out of bed this morning.

I live in a house with all wood floors and my sweet dog Benjy constantly gets way to excited and ends up slipping and sliding all around the floor, when he does it I think it is by far one of the cutest, funniest things I have ever seen.

Who wouldn’t want to see this cutie slip from excitement?

However at 7:30 A.M. when I am the one slipping instantly when my feet hit the ground it is not the cutest sight ever. I imagine I looked like a hippo trying to walk on its hind legs and I am sure my face was shockingly gorgeous as well.

So there you have it TOP of the morning- FACE PLANT.

Fortunately for me, I have plenty of falling stories, plenty of clumsy stories~~ like the other day I was walking on Campus and there was a class outside and I was staring at the professor because she was wearing super hip Nike attire and I ran right into what I am assuming was her metal file box on the sidewalk; so instead of playing it off and looking down in shame after my shin loudly hit the box, I looked the professor directly in the eye and said: shaky voice, weird laughter in all “I’m sorry, I was just staring at you.”

Its a constant struggle between just eating chocolate all day, everyday or eating real food and being healthy.

I am on my last roll of toilet paper so tonight I will be taking some from work– that should be on what I am guilty of. Taking toilet paper from work.

I also try to do what I pin on Pintrest. So I tried to do a face mask  that was supposed to turn out something like this….

but actually turned out something like this….

Cheers!

Sierra

consider me guilty.

Okay, so obviously I have neglected  this blog.

And its not that I have nothing to say or its not that I don’t find my everyday life interesting enough to Blog about but mostly its because I have gotten caught up in busy work. So I am guilty of leaving my little blog and doing other things and not committing to writing a lot, like a really want to do.

I am also guilty of a lot of other things so for your enjoyment:

Things I am Guilty of: 

• Having a to do list that is 4 pages longs and napping instead
• Blaming my napping on my Senioritis when I am actually clinging on my final year of college so tightly
• Texting or playing with my phone while driving, I really need to stop NOTHING is that important
• Saving a crazy amount of healthy recipes to my phone that I will probably never cook
• Getting extremely annoyed at elderly people when they cannot understand me on the phone at my work
• and then feeling really bad about how annoyed I got… they are old, be nice to them. 
• Being irrationally afraid of numbers I don’t know calling my phone and refusing to answer them
• sleeping in my bed with a number of things that need to be put away.. books, papers, clean clothes, shoes
• loving Miley Cyrus. (true fan since Hannah Montana) 
• not always checking someones I.D. when they check into the hotel I work at
• Owning too much and always looking for more pre-loved Jewelry 
• having way too many books on my “To read list” 
• speaking to my dog as if he was a person and speaking to him in a really HIGH pitched voice.
• not texting back. ever.
• communicating in grunts and weird sounds rather than actual words 
• not 100% sure of my actual bra size. 
• fantasizing about buying a whole cookie cake just for myself and eating only the icing. 
• letting country songs affect me way to0 much (melody starts… me crying)
• Using the obscure Emojis — like religiously 
• finding a new show on Netflix and binge watching it in a week
• wearing my jeans over 5 times before washing them.. is that bad to do do dooo?
• taking really awful selfies. 
• 

Cheers! 

Sierra