Playing catch up for the last time (in 2012)

What a whirlwind the last couple of weeks have been!  I know everyone has been UBER busy with Christmas preparations & can I just say I'm SO glad it's over?  Sigh. 

I haven't really talked to ya'll since I went on vacation 2 weeks ago....which coincidentally feels like 9 years ago.  UGH.  (And this is right about the time ya'll start to miss me.  You are never far from my mind & I KNOW I need to update you on the exciting adventure that IS my life, but I also can't BEGIN to tell you how it warms my soul when I get facebook messages, emails, tweets or texts saying you miss me.  Sometimes I like not blogging for a while just to hear that!)

  It's the end of the year & if you remember years past you know I'm not fit to be talked to the last week of the year NOR the first 2 weeks of the New Year.  (Not that ya'll have EVER asked what I do exactly...  Nope, not still bitter about that at ALL.)  And guess what?  As an extra added bonus from the God's of Irony - I am 'pms'ing.  Uhm yea- destruction & mayhem are in store for anyone who dares to cross my path in the immediate future.  Someone could DIE...

I still have to pull all my Christmas pics off the camera & life & work is just busy & honestly I don't have the time or energy to work on that just yet.  Ya'll know I go on & on for what seems like forever pride myself on telling quick, simple stories & I will get to Christmas I PROMISE.  It may be 2013 before I do, but eh, better late than never.  (It involves GUNS & my dad calling me a dumbass, ya'll.  You're gonna LOVE it.)

As if actually coming BACK to work from a week of shopping, lunches, new car, visits with friends & napping isn't bad enough, I walked in Monday morning to my desk looking like THIS:  

I tell ya, I got pissed immediately...I sure as HECK didn't leave it looking this way.  BLEH.

This meant that before I even started going through what I needed to catch up on I had to clean the damn desk off first.  Jaime Mac was NOT a happy camper...

I got the windows tinted on my car.  I really like the way it made it look.   My jewelry mom, Brenda, was kind enough to give me a nice little cash gift & THIS is what I did with it.  

I'm on the hunt for a new purple flower sticker for the back window of the aforementioned car.  That's my calling card, people.  Everyone knows when they see that sticker it's me!  The only problem is that with a smaller car, I need a smaller sticker. The flowers (purple, duh...) I like on the internet are either too small or too big.  B-rad suggested I take it to store in Corydon that custom makes stickers so that's on my agenda eventually.  

Shauna & I were going to see the new Tom Cruise movie last Friday night.  (boy, I love me some Tom Cruise...) & her sister-in-law, Tricia, came with us.  We went to dinner & to the mall.  We went into Claire's (where I found some super cute headbands... I'm into headbands now...yes, I'm 16...) & Tricia found glasses with moustaches on them.  There were no moustaches on purple glasses & well, you know I had to model the purple ones...

B-rad & I got his parents Tervis Tumblers for Christmas.  I had ulterior motives & told Stanley, "These are for you, but they're also for Shauna & I this summer."  (The lake is in a dry county which means you can't buy alcohol there NOR are you supposed to have it on the water.  Which I think you're probably never supposed to drink & drive on a boat but eh, what do I know?...)  Shauna makes a yummy spiked lemonade & it will go great with these cups.   I have decided that drinking is the best way to make it through weekends at the lake... with in-laws... Just sayin'...

 Brian, Lora & the kids got B-rad a Ford racing flag he wanted for Christmas.  No lie, as SOON.AS.WE.GOT.HOME he hung it up.  He loves it.

Do ya'll remember the story I told you back this spring about that chick at Fourth Street asking if she could kiss me?  (I mean, can you BLAME her?!)  I SWEAR everytime I see anything about Thompson Square I remember that night & laugh at myself hysterically.

You know I have an obsession with purses, right?  And remember my obsession has come to bite me in the ass because my shoulder is SHOT?   Like anytime I carry anything on it, it aches & hurts for days later.  So, I have my super cute brown & PURPLE Coach wristlet that I carry around & all is well in the world.  However, since I feel I need to be obsessed about SOMETHING, I have now turned to cell phone cases.  We've talked about this before...  I have had my new, super cool iPhone for 3 months.  THREE MONTHS.  I have had 4 cases.  Four.  Seriously.  I got #4 yesterday.  It's loud.  It's obnoxious.  B-rad said it was perfect for me.