I'm a bitch

This song pretty much says it all. In one of those moods. Letting it pass through.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhfiiGGy7Ls

I hate the world today
You're so good to me
I know but I can't change
Tried to tell you
But you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see
The softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
All rolled into one

[Chorus:]

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

So take me as I am
This may mean
You'll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that
When I start to make you nervous
And I'm going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change
And today won't mean a thing

[Chorus]

Just when you think, you got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool, you do what you do
And don't try to save me

[Chorus]

I'm a bitch, I'm a tease
I'm a goddess on my knees
When you hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numb, I'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way

Hose water

Remember the days when you were a child. Running through the sprinkler on hot summer days, asking for a dollar for the ice cream truck, and rolling around in the grass claiming the earth as she hugged you. After hours of playing in the dirt and sun, our parents would hose us down and we would drink the beautiful water as it sparkled in the sun. What happened to that water?

Over the years, we were told that the same water we used to drink out of the tap and hose was no longer clean. Was that true? Is that true? No. In fact, we have some of the cleanest drinking tap water in the world. The water bottle industry spent millions of dollars in advertising campaigns to convince us otherwise. They told us that bottled water was cleaner. That it tasted better.

The truth is plastic bottles can make us sick and kill the earth. Plastic when exposed to certain temperatures releases potentially harmful chemicals. Also, plastic bottles pile up as mountains of waste. Of course you can recycle but the energy and supplies it takes to make these bottles is unnecessary. I can see the need for plastic water being used in countries with filthy water. But here in the states? Ridiculous!

I've been looking for some nice glass water bottles for awhile now. Some of my favorite designs are from companies such as Voss, KOR, and just recently I came across Faucet Face. I fell in love with one of their bottles. The price at first seemed a little high but with the money I would be saving from using a glass bottle (estimated $334 a year), the environment I would helping, and the small percentage that goes to charity, I thought it was worth it.

I encourage you to stop buying plastic bottles and invest in a glass bottle that you will enjoy carrying around and drinking out of! I know I have :)

The next time we're working or playing outside on a lovely hot summer day and thirst creeps up on us, I'll just turn on the hose and we can enjoy a quick yummy, cool stream of hose water.

Faucet Face: http://faucetface.com/

One of the three bottle designs available.

A few of my favorite things #2

ELEPHANTS

(favorite animal)

THE BEACH

(Ocean City)

HIKING

(Sky Meadows State Park)

SUMMER NIGHTS

(Brad Paisley concert)

I'd lie

It would be a lie if I said it didn't hurt a little. But I didn't want to make him feel bad. And I feel silly for being hurt by such a trivial thing - my birthday. Men everywhere forget their significant other's birthday. So it's nothing. Right? Men. Forget. Birthdays. Anniversaries. And sometimes even that they are married... Quite frankly, women aren't perfect either. And forget such things as well.

The funny thing is if it were anyone else, it wouldn't have bothered me. I guess like most girls I'm a sucker for romance. But to get caught up in what he didn't remember or do or what have you is just a recipe for disaster. Especially, if I'm not going to tell him I was hurt. I know I am lucky to have him in my life. And to hold onto something so small is petty and ridiculous. He is funny, handsome, and sweet. Kind. Loving. Caring. Honest. Loyal. And true. What more can a girl ask for.

If he said he was sorry again, I would still say it's okay.
If he asked if I was upset again, I wouldn't lie this time. I'd say I'm not <3

Happy birthday to me!

According to Esha, today is my sixteenth birthday. Awesome! Let's see where I would be... Hmmm... High school friends. Care-free life. Teen angst. Puppy love. Crazy crushes. Double life. Rebelling. Self discovery. Flying high. Getting by. Nightly cries. Erratic. Unstable. Emotional.

Actually, no thank you. I'm quite content at twenty seven!