10 Days of BS: Day Ten

★Day 10- Write a letter to you at 16 years old.

(me circa 1991-ish and ROCKIN' a bad perm)

Dear 16 Year Old Me,

Okay first of all – you are NOT fat. You may not be some stick figure like the other girls you go to school with – but you are 5’9” with gorgeous legs, perky boobs, a perfect bum, FANTASTIC hair, stunning blue eyes, and a killer smile that will make the guys all wonder what you are up to – know this now instead of 16 years from now. You possess power – use it!

Secondly – being smart and witty is a good thing. Some day it will be something that defines you.

Don’t chop your hair off or worse; perm it – you will SO regret it!

Wear heels – who cares if you are already a tall gal – rock it, own it, and wear what you like despite what all the short guys you will encounter in your life think.

Don’t drink so much – enough said.

Wear sunscreen – and DO NOT go to Ship Island and get that ridiculous sunburn that makes you literally ill. There is no need for such stupidity!

Hug your brother – he needs it.

Let your Mom throw you that big graduation party – she is so proud of you. But let that be the absolute last thing she does for you… you are a big girl now and need to be on your own!

DO NOT LEAVE COLLEGE – no matter how much you tell yourself you will return next semester – you won’t.

Ignore the older guy at work who flirts with you – he is too old and MARRIED – no matter what he says. Oh and he just wants to get in your pants.

Travel as much as you can while you can.

Live YOUR life for YOU!

Listen to your gut – your vibes are NEVER wrong!!!!

And most importantly…
Love you – no really – LOVE YOURSELF more than anything else. You will never be the best partner, Mother, friend, anything until you do!

Love ya,
♥me♥

PS...

Thanks Destiny -- this challenge was awesome and really made me dig deep!!

10 Days of BS: Day Nine

★Day 09- If your life was made into a movie what would the title be and who would you cast to play you?

Wow this was a toughie…
On both counts…
But the title of my *LIFE* movie would be “Stranger Than Fiction” and after much debate I would have to say Bryce Dallas Howard to play me – she looks kinda like me and I loved her in ‘The Village’.
Brian suggested Elizabeth Burkeley – ha – guessing it was a Showgirls/stripper/super tall chick thing???

Anywho – whatcha think in regards to picking an actress by looks????

ME

Bryce Dallas Howard

My long-ass lost twin huh?
*heh*

♥cyn♥

10 Days of BS: Day Eight

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★Day 08- Has a person of the same sex made a pass at you, and what was your reaction?

I used to work in a strip club for quite a few years… oh the stories I could tell – but that is a WHOLE other post.

Anywho – I used to work in a seedy strip club that pretty much lived up to the typical cliches of such establishments. And the rumors that most dancers are lesbian and/or bisexual are true; at least in my experience. So yes – I have been hit on by other women – almost daily in fact back in those days – and many times before and since.

My reaction?
COOL BEANS!

I think sexuality is a gift – and I have embraced my gift openly and because of this I have no issue with anyone’s choice in what melts their butter. As long as all parties are willing and happy to oblige – who gives a flip?

Plus come on – women are sexy. We (generally) are soft, have curves, smell nice, and flaunt it. Even if you aren’t into chicks you have to at least appreciate our bonafide sexiness as a gender!

So with that being said…
I am always flattered by ANYONE who flirts with me and am gracious to those who do it with respect, dignity, and fun.
So bring on the flirtin’ – LOL!

♥cyn♥

10 Days of BS: Day Seven

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★Day 07- What is the difference between love and lust?

Lust Only Cares For Itself.
Love Is Unselfish.
Simple as that...

But here is something kinda funny I found -- how friggen true aye?

true dat...
♥cyn♥

10 Days of BS: Day Five and Six

Ummm yeah – I am totally sucking at keeping on track with this challenge – but I got two words for ya – POTTY TRAINING.
Yeah we started training Skylar and it has had its highs and lows and seems to be ALL CONSUMMING…
But let’s move along and catch up, shall we???


★Day 05- Finish this sentence. If I could change one thing about myself it would be___________.

Easy…
I would be self-employed as a photographer running a lucrative business where I only do the types of shoots that I want to do, everyone is happy, and I NEVER have to work weekends!

And to be honest -- the shallow side of me so wanted to say that I would be at my pre-preggo with Skylar weight and rockin’ my old cute clothes again…

The thing is… I could do both if I REALLY set my mind to it. Makes me wonder why I cheat myself like I do?!?!?!


★Day 06- Who or what is your inspiration, and why?

I get inspiration from everywhere…

But especially from those I L♥VE the most because they make me constantly strive to better myself to be a better partner, Mother, and friend!

10 Days of BS: Day Three and Four

Yeah I SUCK and totally missed yesterday -- but I gotta good (well decent) reason...

So here goes...

★Day 03- An experience you're not proud of, but has made you the person you are today.

This is really hard – and not because I am fearful of being honest – but because it’s hard for me to sit here and say I am not *proud* of something in my life. I am proud of everything in my life because every bit of it has made me who I am.
I know, I know – how LAME – but it’s truly how I feel.
Hence why I am a day late posting this – I just couldn’t legitimately think of something that I wasn’t *proud* of.

Moving along…

★Day 04- What do you lie about the most?

My gut reaction when I read this was to instantly say *my weight* -- but ack, who doesn’t lie about that? Well, other than skinny people of course.
But that sadly is probably what I lie about the most – my drivers license alone is proof of that. And not that I go around telling people some blatant lie about my weight on a daily basis – but if asked I ALWAYS shave off at least 15lbs.
Even on the treadmill at the gym I lie about my weight by like 5lbs. when starting the *HILL* program.
Sad, huh?

And this is going to sound so stupid but I swear to all that is holy that I knew Brian was *THE ONE* because he is the one and ONLY man on this planet who knows exactly how much I weigh.
*heh*

10 Days of BS: Day Two

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★Day 02- How was your first experience drinking alcohol?

Wow...
Well, I was a wicked late bloomer in comparison to most kids I knew. But being a Navy brat with a career military father -- coming home with a hint of booze on my breath was like signing a suicide note! But then my parents divorced when I was 17 and I never saw my Dad again -- something I STILL have a hard time wrapping my head around. And while my Mom was strict -- it was really my Father who ran the show and kept us all on our toes.

I remained a *good kid* all through high school and then I went away to college -- an hour away from home!

I ended up switching roommates about midway through the first semester (long ass story as to why) and my new roomie, Shelley, was a bonafide *party girl* with a frat boy BF. In other words -- she was my way into the party scene; which I had been secretly DYING to partake in. I was such a goodie-two-shoe up until meeting Shelley. Not that I blame her in any way -- I all but begged her to teach me to be *bad* -- and I learned reallllll fast. (Another long ass story for another time)

So we are about to head to my first FRAT party and I am so psyched. So Shelley gets the bright idea to get a little primed before the party. So we head to the local liquor store (the package store as they are called down South), pull a "Hey Buddy can ya buy us some booze" in the parking lot, get a pint of cheap vodka, and procede to a convenience store to get some OJ. We mix a couple of MEGA drinks, dividing the vodka in half in a Big Gulp container, and head over to the Frat house and sip our drinks in the parking lot while listening to music.

All I kept thinking was, "I don't feel anything?"
Until I was about midway through the mega-drink and Shelley told me turn around and look at someone out the back window of her car. That simple movement of my head put it all into perspective. I was TRASHED and it hit me instantly and like a ton of bricks. I went from conversing, singing, and laughing to slurring my words and talking nonsense -- as I was told the next morning.

The events of that evening truly were a blur.
I know I missed the party and Shelley spent most of the night babysitting my drunk-ass.
I know I lost my class ring which my Mom paid a small fortune for and I have ALWAYS felt really bad about that.
I know I met my first college boyfriend that night and did things with him that a nice girl doesn't do on the first date!
And I know most of this was told to me the next morning when I wanted to die because I was SO hungover and swore I would never drink again if I could just feel better.

I wish I could say it detoured me from the party scene -- but ultimately it truly fueled the fire -- and was the beginning of many, many, MANY wild nights in my life.
I was dating a frat boy at this point and there was a party every single night in the fraternity world!

I no longer drink hard liquor; barely drink at all truth be told. And vodka is one of those things that the mere thought of it makes me cringe. It never brought me ANYTHING but chaos...

Alcohol in general became such a way to escape and I was the classic functioning alcoholic for quite some time. It is a sore subject for me but something I am coming to terms with and feel I need to address more.

So writing about this is a healing thing for me.
To be so REAL and honest about it instead of pretending like that part of my life never existed makes me able to process it all even more and that is never a bad thing.


*cheers*
♥cyn♥

10 Days of BS: Day One

Time to do some pimpin'...






I cannot tell you how much I L♥VE this chick's blog.
She is brash, has a foul mouth, and says it like it is whether ya wanna hear or not -- and she is the cutest momma-to-be (for the FOURTH time b/c I wasn't clear even though I knew that) EVA!
Oh and she is an amazing photographer -- which garners major points in my book!

So here is her challenge -- join in if ya dare! (Yeah that was a total triple dog dare!)

★Day 01- A recent photo of you with a funny caption.
★Day 02- How was your first experience drinking alcohol?
★Day 03- An experience you're not proud of, but has made you the person you are today.
★Day 04- What do you lie about the most?
★Day 05- Finish this sentence. If I could change one thing about myself it would be___________.
★Day 06- Who or what is your inspiration, and why?
★Day 07- What is the difference between love and lust?
★Day 08- Has a person of the same sex made a pass at you, and what was your reaction?
★Day 09- If your life was made into a movie what would the title be and who would you cast to play you?
★Day 10- Write a letter to you at 16 years old.

★Day 01- A recent photo of you with a funny caption.

How can you look so caught off-guard/surprised in a self-portrait?!?

*heh*

♥cyn♥