Cinnamon rolls, fashion, dreams, and the word hubby.

After FTD I go pick up my husband, because he has no license and I get to be his taxi. Get gas, and come home and make big, fat cinnamon rolls. They were delish, cept my oven is kind of retarded because everything is this country is slightly retarded. My oven never cooks things totally right unless i'm super lucky that night. So the bottom of my cinnamon rolls were the tiniest bit gooey. Scott claims it's supposed to be that way but I beg to differ. Anyways, they were still good and now I am going to eat left over chinese food from last night before I go to the good ole bowling alley to work. I feel like I am always there, but I guess not really. 4-11 pm, 4 nights a week. And if I'm lucky, I get a 5th day from 4 to 7:30 pm. I'm not complaining by any means. It's a job, gives me money, supports my shopping problem. And yes, it is a problem. But i'm getting better. We're trying to save up for new couches and whatnot. That's more important than some jewelry and a sweater I suppose. I can't wait to go back to the states and shop. I know where everything is, and have such a wider selection. I don't really know where much is here, and it's probably better that way haha.

 

So anytime I blog, it's probably because Scott is on the computer and I just like to be in the same room as him. So I hop on the laptop, and sit in this big comfy reclining chair and do nonsense. Like social networking, and blogging. I've never publically blogged, only privately. So this is kind of fun to make something somewhat entertaining for y'all. A lot of people use the word y'all over here, and it's kind of addicting. My apologies if it bugs you. But this blogging stuff is somewhat addicting. I go about my day thinking about subjects to blog about or things to show you guys through pictures, but i usually just end up writing about my day and what I've been doing for the day. Maybe once I get the hang of publically blogging, I can get some more interesting type stuff going on for you guys.

I went to fashion week last Saturday, and oh my. That was some serious fun stuff. I'm definitely going again in February and this time...with a lot more saved up cash. They had so many designers, and labels selling their stuff for such a discounted price. Well... some of it was still ridiculous expensive. But a lot of it was pretty reasonable for being higher fashioned stuff. I'm really into fashion and would love to have a career in it one day. Once I get out of this country I am hoping to get into school so that I can pursue the writing/business part of it. I don't want to be a designer or anything of that sort. I just like writing about it, and being around it, and shopping it. I'm sure I can find a career that involves those elements of fashion and allows me to be all up in the fashion scene. I just wish I had the money to really buy the wardrobe I would love to have. But I don't so I make due. Getting things for cheap that are ridiculously cute makes me happy anyways. I bought some shirts from a designer named Reem. Her stuff is fabulous, and I mean fabulous. I even got Samantha a shirt too. I promised her I would post pictures of the shirts so that she could see. So that's exactly what I am going to do. But I can't find the third one because I already wore it. But pictures of that one shall be posted a bit later. My clothes situation is out of control. I have way too much. P.S. Sorry for the blurryness. My camera is about to R.I.P. ):

 

 

 ^^ This one is more fabulous in person I guess.

My camera does not do either of these justice.

Onwards to other subjects...my husband is a nerd. And last night I was on the telephone with my mom, and she asked me to post a picture of him with his little microphone attached to the headphones deal for her. So I bribed him to let me take a picture of him with them on while he was playing Starcraft, and of course he gave in (: Love the way he looks so sad when he's trying to look "good". Makes me laugh.

I feel like this is a really long post. So should I stop or continue to go on? I really don't have much else to say other than I had a dream last night that Priscilla got married and didn't tell me. And I read it on facebook so that's how I knew, and somehow the internet let me jump in a portal that took me to her wedding. And I was waiting in line to make a toast. And I went on and on and on and said really funny, and clever things. And nobody was laughing and I felt like nobody wanted me there. It wasn't such a nice dream. It's like... maybe I feel like my friends don't care so much anymore because I am so far away. But I know how completely wrong and backwards that is. But maybe in the back of my head that's how I really feel. Or I just miss them and I feel like I can't really be close to them like I want to be. It's one of the two, or both. I don't know. I never know. I always have such weird dreams, it's like I took a bunch of drugs and then went to sleep or something. But that is clearly not the case. Haha. And this is random but I have to confess to a pet peeve of mine. I don't know why this is a pet peeve but it just is. No questions okay? I hate when people refer to their husbands as "hubby". I can not stand it. I keep it on the inside cause so many people say it but OH MY GOSH, I seriously, seriously, seriously hate it. And I am going to end this on that note. Tata for now.


Love, Kelsey.

Beautiful sunshine morning.

So after I drove Scott to FTD this morning, I decided to document how my morning goes afterwards. And it's the perfect day to do so because out of all the obnoxious rain and gloomy weather, this morning has sunshine in it. Which is amazing, because California girls like me need all the sunshine we can get over here. First off I take Penny out to go potty, and of course she always pees on a pee pad by the front door cause she can never hold it long enough. I learned to do this the hard way :P And of course the moment I open the front door she's bolting down our six flights of stairs and never waits for me, but it's okay. I don't blame her.

Of course she likes to tangle herself up in the worst way possible and make it a game. Gotta love her though.

And of course she likes to lead herself, no matter what. Always.

Cute little welcoming dog in front of our apartment building, thought it was cute and I would show you almost every little aspect of where I live and what I see on a day to day basis. Haha.

                Coming up the stairs she likes to play. She likes to play pretty much all the time actually. (:

Then I feed her, watch her eat cause I am paranoid that she will choke, and play with her afterwards.

Playing is what I do best with this little puppy girl, and the moment I stop she always wants more. Haha. Hence the reason she steps up on the chair begging me to get off the silly computer and play with her more.

Now It's off to my lovely, small, tiny, dirty kitchen and cleaning up all the mess I put off til morning. Lucky me right?

Love, Kels.

The important people in life.

I'm a little bit bored, and waiting for my husband to get off the computer and climb into bed with me. So I've decided to post some pictures of the people who are important to me at the moment so you can get a sense of the people I'm sure I will be mentioning. (:

Scott David Shackelford.

He's the provider of our little family, and the man I am in love with. He knows me completely, and I pretty much am going to spend forever with him. If all goes as planned :P

Penny Pie Shackelford.

This little black girl is what makes me happy on a hourly basis. She's sweet, feisty, and everything else I could hope for in a puppy girl. I love her and wish she would shrink. I love to spoil her, and make her give me kisses. She's the sunshine in my gloomy England day.

Vicki Lynette Lindsey-Cannon.

Meet my mama. Sometimes we don't get along, but that's every mother daughter relationship in my eyes. She's my go to person to talk to when I am upset. We're more like sisters than we are mother-daughter, but that's just because she understands me better than most. And I couldn't live without her. I love her.

Tommy Joe Cannon.

My dad is probably one of  my most favorite people on earth to be around. He knows how to calm me down, talk to me, and make me laugh. I love my dad and hope he sticks around til he's 100. That'd be nice.

The Fam.

They help me out A LOT, and without my family I would be really damn lonely. Family is important to me and without mine, I quite honestly don't know where I would be right now. They're great and I miss them.

Samantha Lynn Oliverio.

She's pretty much my soul sister. And I love her to death. She's gonna be there til i'm laying on my death bed about to croak. I guarantee it. (:

Tracy Ann Jackson.

We have a million stories and it's never going to stop. She's my bff, and even though she drags me to ck cafe more than i would like, i still love her all the same.

Priscilla Joann Nuno.

6th grade is when it started, and it's never gonna stop. We're crazy together, and I can seriously talk to her about anything and she'd understand. I love her mexican ass, and I can't wait for all the shopping me and her have to catch up on when I get my pasty white butt home.

 All done (:

I just love you.

My day started off bad from the get go. Waking up unwillingly for something that has nothing to do with you personally is just not my thing. But I love my husband so I forged ahead and took my beautiful puppy girl outside to pee. And that is a subject in itself. Balmforth, our rental agents, are telling us we cant take her on the grass in front our apartment, so now we are supposed to hike a mile and make her go in a weedy area. NO THANKS, so I continue to take her there, and next time they tell me no, I'm going to say that I am American and I can do whatever I want. People in America would not care about that. Brits are so uptight about the dumbest things pretty much ever. Anyways, I took Scott to his Passport appointment and of course he doesnt have everything he needs, (just like his appointment a month ago). And so I took him back later on and he STILL didnt have all he needed. See what I deal with on a daily basis? And people wonder why I get so bugged with him so frequently? HA. That's why. But i love him.

We found a way to stop fighting about what we typically fight about. I'm not going to go into detail with that, but just know everything is better now. Thank the lord. And on that note, I wish I attended church more. I really should. I miss going early in the morning with Samantha Oliverio and getting coffee bean, and going to a church that always has a good message. Church isn't like that here. Reason #3243298320948 that I don't like living in England.

We ordered Chinese food from the Dragon House up the street tonight, and it tasted pretty amazing. I used to like to cook and bake before I started working, now I'm surrounded with food all the time, so I am never in the mood to actually cook anymore. Sadly. I need to find a job where I don't work so often. It's in the process. Then maybe I can have a normal life.

Being a Military wife kind of is a handful. So many things that the air force makes difficult. And all the wives, sometimes it's too overwhelming for me. There's always cattyness, and drama for no good reason. I'm not used to it. I'm used to my best friend of 15 years, always around. Never having to deal with the whole I'm not your friend anymore thing. I'm actually trying to be a better person these days, and not surround myself with it. Just isn't my thing I guess to deal with that. I can't wait to be back in the sunshine, in california. Samantha will be back to being my wing man, and Tracy and Priscilla will conitnue to be right there too. Those three girls, I can honestly say will be in my life forever. I love them all, and Samantha. I think I miss her more than I think is normal to miss a best friend. She's more like the sibling I never had, and it makes me sad to be so far away from her. There's so much here that I wish I was experiencing with her. People swear we're lesbians, but I just call it the strongest bond possible to have to a person without taking it to the sex driven side of things. Haha.

I just love her.

And I miss my family too. My mom and dad need me there more than I think they would like admit. And my family is just a part of me that will never go away. Sure they can be a bit ridiculous sometimes, and make me wanna jump on the freeway. But I love them, and miss them being around. Life here is pretty much empty.

Yep, England really sucks. And my husband plays Starcraft2 too much. I married such a nerd. Never really saw myself with such a computer geek, but it is what it is. Can't push love away when it bluntly slaps you in the face I guess. That is all a different story for a different time though.

Love, Kelsey.