BuTTeR CuP...

there have been several points in my 27 years that i think im SuPeRwOmAn!  aaaaand (almost) every time reality slaps me on the ass and i realize - im just "regular ViLLiAn status."  for example, i once rode down two flights of steps in a plastic sled (with no snow) bc i thought it would be fun.  the only "fun" thing was sitting on a pillow for six weeks.  i also thought i had super monkey powers and could jump from tree to tree and do flips, the only thing i jumped into was a sling for six weeks with a badly fractured elbow.  or better yet...while riding in the car one day i climbed from the front seat, out the window, to the back seat.  clearly that was successful.  maybe i do have monkey-like powers?  aaaaaand cant forget rolling down the driveway in a trash can with the lid...ON (not my brightest moment) or playing chicken with the garage door as it went up and down.  what about the time we played dodgeball with roman candles? ouchie.  ahhhhh...jet skiis.  wow.  they are fast.  went so fast on the lake one summer, i threw myself off so hard, that my life jacket came off.  i was about 3 feet from hitting a rock.

oh...im not done yet.  well.  writers block.  and watching dexter.  maybe i should say "focus'ers block?"

my most recent episode, 7 days ago, virginia beach.  now boogie boarding, safe, right?  EH?  well.....not with me.  i cant just boogie board like a normal person.  despite the UBER rough waves (weird for VA beach), i decided to exhibit my super human powers.  i caught a BIG wave and road it like a rockstar...until...i decided to stand up and ride.  EPIC FAIL.  the front of the board went under, i flipped over and the end of the board nailed my ribs.  CRAP! that hurt like a mother.  i layed on the beach for maybe 30 seconds-couldnt breathe.  weirdest feeling ever.  pain, but not painful.  disoriented.  confused.  did i injure my BIG noggin'?  naw...dont think so.  long story short.  broken ribs/cracked ribs...whatever it is = NOT COOL!  EHT (estimated healing time...) = too long.

maybe im not physically like superwoman?  i may lean more toward the "powerpuff girl-type hero" short in height. firey. and ready to kick someone's ass.  and yeah, she has green eyes and black hair like me. BOOM!

SO while briefly recapping on my physical stupidity above...id like to go ahead and say that mentally...i am a super hero.  this is where i exhibit my best abilities.  im a strong person.  its weird bc im not, but i am.  i can take on a lot of emotions and stresses that most people cant or wont (with occasional backlash).  maybe one day...ill share my mental super human powers.  until then...you can read and laugh at my EPIC FAILURES.  because lets be real...its funny!

New Addition!

aaaaaaand NO...I am NOT pregnant!

After months and months of contemplating, I have finally picked the winner.

AAAAAAAND the winner is:

BOOM!  My next tattoo (except the purple will be pink-cuz purple is the devil color)

3 things i love-mushed into one!

Come July (hopefully)...this will be my new addition.  What do you think????  GOOD...BAD...UGLY...SWEET...WEIRD???

Let me know....but let's not post anything to facebook...just sayn...

25 Randoms...

25.  i like to sleep in hoodies and sweatpants
24.  i HATE caterpillars and spider crickets
23.  my idea of cooking is making a sandwich
22.  i could draw and/or paint til my arms fall off
21.  im kinda obsessed about my weight/appearance, cant ya tell?
20.  i think people are weird
19.  guns are awesome
18.  running is like therapy for my brain
17.  if i could have one super power...id fly or read people's minds
16.  sometimes i think i am unstoppable
15.  love sharks
14.  my cell phone is never out of sight
13.  i want to meet ELLEN
12.  i like to sleep with "lamby" my giant sheep, but he takes up too much room
11.  i hate reading...tho i teach
10.  i used to play the harmonica
9.  i love soft chocolate chip cookies and could eat them all day
8.  i either avoid cleaning...or i completely obsess over it and spend hours on it
7.  fruit and veggies...LOVE
6.  i will own a crotch rocket (black, white, or lime green)
5.  next tat...coming soon
4.  i cant ever sit still cuz i feel like there is always something to do
3.  id rather text than talk on the phone
2.  love sleeping
1.  i secretly sometimes like dressing up.  shhh...

A dAy FrOm StArT tO FiNiSh...

GoOd MoRnInG...

GoOd NiGhT!!!!!!

Seriously...

i mean really...this going to bed at 2:00 and getting up at 4:40...

AINT WORKIN'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LET ME RE-PHRASE...My NeW sWaG

ok...so like...i hate shopping.

well....let me re-phrase.  for those who dont know me...im not your average person.  i will not be in the fancy dress section at whatever place you buy those things and you wont spot me buying high dollar pumps.  i dont even think that youll find me in the girls department on most occasions.  once, my mom put me in a dress when i was like 6 and i "accidentally" spilled juice on it.  can you freakn believe that?!?!?! 

BOOM!  i got to wear shorts instead.  thats kinda how i roll.

three stores youll most likely find me at:
1.  DICKS...i love dicks. (hmmm...thats weird.)
2.  TARGET
3.  Barnes and Noble

1.  love love love this place.  speaking of my love for dicks (winkface). today i bought the sweetest gear.  this is why i when payday/gift cards/reward cards all come at the same time.  CHECK OUT MY NEW SWAG!!!!! 

most awesome shoes and laces

compliments of sarah ; )

sweetest shorts ever!!!!

 2.  i love boys...t-shirts that is (DUH).  they are way cooler than anything in the girls section on any day.  girls clothes always have some like flower or sequin sh*t on them anyways.  or they come in pastel colors or Vneck.  BOOF!  besides right next to the boys section is the toy section.  next to the toy section is the athletic section.  BAM. pure AWESOMENESS.  you know whats next to the girls section anyways....take a guess...ill wait....(as i hum to myself...)

yeah...i know....PURSES.  GEH!  

3.  now i hate reading, but i love this store bc they have a book for everything.  i hate reading, but i love all the sweet puzzles and art things and hands on things they have.  this store is awesome!  did i mention that i hate reading?  however, i do like their magazines bc they are they have every magazine from sports illustrated (swimsuit edition...thank you) to art magazines to running magazines....DUH!

retail therapy is stellar.  i highly recommend it.

ItS cOmInG tOgEtHeR

ok.  things are beginning to come together and make SOME sense.

first, i must say, i hate doctors.  ok..i dont hate them, but lets be real.  id rather be thrown into a tank of piranhas, than step foot into a doctors office.  its like this...why pay all this money to someone you dont know to tell you things you dont want to here?  think about it?

i am all "doctored" out for the rest of the year.  i keep rushing my days along to get these things all over with bc its taking up unnecessary space in my brain.

i need my foot fixed...like yesterday.  i want to know why my ankle continues to hurt.  i want to know why it swells when i do NOTHING.  i want to know why its sore to walk, especially whenever i have to change directions.  i want to know if this is going to affect my training.  i doubt tho...cuz my pain threshold seems to far out-do that of most normal people (insert evil sneaky mean face here).

the other doctor, yeah, im tired of her too.  you know that little white mouse that repeatedly runs around in those mazes looking for the cheese...thats how i feel with her.  i think its a test.  my brain is always on "hyperfocus" mode when i go there.  or i feel like it is, despite whatever she says.  im trying extra hard to do something that isnt normally easy for me.  funny tho...cuz the other day...HA...i threw her for a loop.  

amy-1
weird lady-0

my point of these thoughts (tho way off topic) is this...
***after avoiding the piranha tank and accomplishing these silly "fears" of mine...(well let me clarify, they are NOT fears.  im not afraid...i can just think of better/less invasive ways to spend my afternoons).  ...i talked to a wonderfully awesome friend of my (whom you all know quite well) and she said 5 little tiny words that made a HUGE difference to me.  "I AM PROUD OF YOU."


i dont know why (well maybe i do) but i took these words and held them. i thought about them and processed them.  really?  did someone really say that to me?  i wasnt sure how to respond. i was caught waaaaaay off guard.  i wanted time to think and absorb, but i didnt have time.  i wanted to say something meaningful and appropriate, all i could manage was a plain and simple "thank you."  SHEESH...really amy?!?!