Yeah thats right I just entered a bunch of contest.
I open my email to find a email form Teen Vogue. Im totally not a teen.. but I like to see what kind of contest and free stuff I can win. Heres what I hope to win. lol
-Twilight-themed Flipcam : D Sweetness.
-Glee CDs Volume 1, Volume 2, Showstoppers and The Power of Madonna. Yes Glee CDs.
-The first season of Vampire Diaries. : D
-$50 gift card to Well-Dressed Home
-$50,000! Teen Vogue baby.. : D That could pay off my college debt and maybe help me go back to school. : D
And I have also entered in a Fall Sweeps on HGTV. They are giving one lucky winner 75,000 to help with a Fall Home Sweeps ... Money to work on our home.. : D We need it.. I entered 10 times. : D hopefully we will get it.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Halloween Party in the works
Halloween is only a few months away and Im planning a party. I have done a party at my home for the past few years. Everyone loves them. I told Tabitha about it and she and I couldnt wait.. I have checked.. Halloween is on a Sunday this year. So I will have to plan it for the Friday or sat. be4. but no biggie. I get together with my friends every Friday night anyways .lol. Im thinking about inviting more ppl this year tho and doing it our building. But idk yet.. there is a small small budget that i have to work with. Ill have to talk to Tabitha and Cassie.. but I know for sure they will be willing to help out, they always do. Oh and I cant forget my best friend Ashley. Me, her and her sister where they only ones to dress up last year.. which was okay i guess.. its causal so it didnt matter. So here are some ideas i have and a list of things below... I like to make list. : D
-Ideas
-Cupcakes (spiderwebs, mummies) and brownies for sure.
-Chip, dip, Soda......
-CANDY... cant forget the candy. Jelly beans : D and some Mary Janes.
-Pumpkins
-Caramel Apples ?
-S'mores ? - We will have a fire pit so.... if not S'more we will for sure get marshmellows
-Popcorn...and a movie?
-Games, still need to find some.....
More to come later.
-Ideas
-Cupcakes (spiderwebs, mummies) and brownies for sure.
-Chip, dip, Soda......
-CANDY... cant forget the candy. Jelly beans : D and some Mary Janes.
-Pumpkins
-Caramel Apples ?
-S'mores ? - We will have a fire pit so.... if not S'more we will for sure get marshmellows
-Popcorn...and a movie?
-Games, still need to find some.....
More to come later.
The Cupcake Guy
So... I have decided to do a blog on cupcakes. Here is an idea. All the recipes will come from cakes that my family and friends have made through out their years. One Cupcake idea is a Humming Bird Cupcake a cupcake inspired by my mother who makes a wonderful Humming Bird cake. I just simply turn it into a cupcake. Ill keep you updated on The Cupcake Guy blog. : D
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Deep Fried Cupcakes
http://www.allthingscupcake.com/2010/01/31/deep-fried-cupcakes/
OMG ... YES. : D
OMG ... YES. : D
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
I was going to post this last night....
But.. I went to bed.. so here are some interesting photos.. Places I would have like to have been last night .. for no reason at all... just bc.
PS. these are not my pictures.. I found them at ...
http://tumblr.com/xkegb9h8w
and
http://472239364.tumblr.com/
Enjoy.
Yeah I would have loved to be at any of these places last night.... just bc they are so pretty and far away from everything.
PS. these are not my pictures.. I found them at ...
http://tumblr.com/xkegb9h8w
and
http://472239364.tumblr.com/
Enjoy.
Yeah I would have loved to be at any of these places last night.... just bc they are so pretty and far away from everything.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Um Hello...
Where in the world could i find this girl... lol
The most amazing letter that a girl wrote her future somebody.
http://lifestyle.inquirer.net/relationships/relationships/view/20100808-285501/My-daughters-letter-to-the-man-she-will-love-someday
Dear You,
I will admit that sometimes I really do wonder if you exist.
There is a part of every little girl’s heart that envisions her prince charming. At age three, it is usually of a man who can save her from the wrath of an evil stepmother, wake her from eternal slumber or give her that true love’s kiss.
In elementary school, he becomes the boy with the least cooties, the one who’s willing to cross the playground to share his Oreos even if it makes him a target for the week of all the other boys.
Come high school, it’s that boy you stand with at prom, who your father stared down at the door, who provided you with an experience complete with photos you will cringe at a decade later, a corsage that yellows in the refrigerator, and a faded memory of a night that seemed almost too magical to be real.
Nineteen years into this life, however, and still unwilling to give my heart away, I am still that same little girl who hopes for her prince charming. And although I wonder why it has taken you this long to sweep me off my feet and whisk me off to your palace on horseback, I know that it is probably because meeting you will be better than any fairytale I could’ve read as a kid.
A couple of heartbreaks and a few years wiser though, I will admit that there are times when I question your existence. Because I have yet to meet the guy who makes me hear songs like “All My Life” or “A Whole New World” in my head when I see him does not mean I don’t hope that it’ll ever happen.
I may already know you or may still meet you someday—something I leave completely up to God because I’m pretty sure our story will be epic.
However, I can’t promise you that I’d make the world’s most perfect princess. In fact I’ll probably keep you on your toes and amuse you with my eccentricities—there are a lot of them. I’ll probably steal a bunch of your T-shirts and turn them into shirt dresses, or drive you slightly mad with my obsessive compulsivity and my need to fix your collar constantly.
I can promise to be your best friend however—that person you can rant to after a rough day, the hand you can hold when you get sad, or the person you can text when situations get awkward.
I’ll probably mess up your hair sometimes and hug you for too long, but that’ll only be because I absolutely adore you. I’ll bury my head in your shoulder during scary movies and make you feel like superman when you kill those flying cockroaches that really shouldn’t exist. I’ll cook your favorite food on your birthday and try my best to make friends with your mom.
I’ll respect your nights-out with the boys and make you seem like the perfect guy to my barkada. I’ll watch basketball or soccer games with you, and not complain when you cheer too loudly at the TV set.
I’ll know the difference between giving you space and being constantly there for you—even if it means sitting and playing video games with you or taking hot chocolate runs when it rains.
I’ll listen to your music and we’ll go on epic adventures together—seeing the world, taking awesome pictures, eating awesome food, and never running out of things to tell each other along the way.
I won’t be waiting for you to sweep me off my feet and take me on a magic carpet ride, because I know I won’t need anything like that to fall for you—I will love you for you.
You will be that someone to make goofy faces with in pictures, to lace fingers with when I’m lonely, and to take long walks under the stars with on the beach.
You’ll be the guy who takes me the way I am—and will laugh as I burst into Disney song or pick out pink wallpaper.
You’ll be that someone I envision a future with—us filling out visa forms as we travel the universe, picking out our first dog together and arguing about what to name it, or being snap-happy stage parents in our preschooler’s annual mini-plays. And I keep hoping that maybe someday when we find each other, you will become that someone whose smile I wake up to in the morning and the last one I speak to every night.
So to the man I know does exist, and who will help me maybe make sense of the world someday, this man I can’t wait to love. Please know that I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. But for now, I wait. Fingers crossed and palms held together, I hope that you’re out there somewhere, waiting for me, too.
With the hope I will be yours for always,
Me
The most amazing letter that a girl wrote her future somebody.
http://lifestyle.inquirer.net/relationships/relationships/view/20100808-285501/My-daughters-letter-to-the-man-she-will-love-someday
Dear You,
I will admit that sometimes I really do wonder if you exist.
There is a part of every little girl’s heart that envisions her prince charming. At age three, it is usually of a man who can save her from the wrath of an evil stepmother, wake her from eternal slumber or give her that true love’s kiss.
In elementary school, he becomes the boy with the least cooties, the one who’s willing to cross the playground to share his Oreos even if it makes him a target for the week of all the other boys.
Come high school, it’s that boy you stand with at prom, who your father stared down at the door, who provided you with an experience complete with photos you will cringe at a decade later, a corsage that yellows in the refrigerator, and a faded memory of a night that seemed almost too magical to be real.
Nineteen years into this life, however, and still unwilling to give my heart away, I am still that same little girl who hopes for her prince charming. And although I wonder why it has taken you this long to sweep me off my feet and whisk me off to your palace on horseback, I know that it is probably because meeting you will be better than any fairytale I could’ve read as a kid.
A couple of heartbreaks and a few years wiser though, I will admit that there are times when I question your existence. Because I have yet to meet the guy who makes me hear songs like “All My Life” or “A Whole New World” in my head when I see him does not mean I don’t hope that it’ll ever happen.
I may already know you or may still meet you someday—something I leave completely up to God because I’m pretty sure our story will be epic.
However, I can’t promise you that I’d make the world’s most perfect princess. In fact I’ll probably keep you on your toes and amuse you with my eccentricities—there are a lot of them. I’ll probably steal a bunch of your T-shirts and turn them into shirt dresses, or drive you slightly mad with my obsessive compulsivity and my need to fix your collar constantly.
I can promise to be your best friend however—that person you can rant to after a rough day, the hand you can hold when you get sad, or the person you can text when situations get awkward.
I’ll probably mess up your hair sometimes and hug you for too long, but that’ll only be because I absolutely adore you. I’ll bury my head in your shoulder during scary movies and make you feel like superman when you kill those flying cockroaches that really shouldn’t exist. I’ll cook your favorite food on your birthday and try my best to make friends with your mom.
I’ll respect your nights-out with the boys and make you seem like the perfect guy to my barkada. I’ll watch basketball or soccer games with you, and not complain when you cheer too loudly at the TV set.
I’ll know the difference between giving you space and being constantly there for you—even if it means sitting and playing video games with you or taking hot chocolate runs when it rains.
I’ll listen to your music and we’ll go on epic adventures together—seeing the world, taking awesome pictures, eating awesome food, and never running out of things to tell each other along the way.
I won’t be waiting for you to sweep me off my feet and take me on a magic carpet ride, because I know I won’t need anything like that to fall for you—I will love you for you.
You will be that someone to make goofy faces with in pictures, to lace fingers with when I’m lonely, and to take long walks under the stars with on the beach.
You’ll be the guy who takes me the way I am—and will laugh as I burst into Disney song or pick out pink wallpaper.
You’ll be that someone I envision a future with—us filling out visa forms as we travel the universe, picking out our first dog together and arguing about what to name it, or being snap-happy stage parents in our preschooler’s annual mini-plays. And I keep hoping that maybe someday when we find each other, you will become that someone whose smile I wake up to in the morning and the last one I speak to every night.
So to the man I know does exist, and who will help me maybe make sense of the world someday, this man I can’t wait to love. Please know that I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. But for now, I wait. Fingers crossed and palms held together, I hope that you’re out there somewhere, waiting for me, too.
With the hope I will be yours for always,
Me
Friday, August 13, 2010
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