something but the past is done.

not sure about the future of this blog. 


my life has become resounding evidence of the old saying

"expectation is the root of all heartache."

& the least they ever gave you, was the most you ever knew

I know I said that I was going to revamp my blog, but I haven't yet. I will, though, I promise!!


So, for now, let's have a glimpse in the life of Amber:


I had my first encounter with a SICK fiance. For those of you who don't know, I have an insane vomit phobia. The thought of, sound of, sight of vomit pretty much sends me into convulsions & full on panic mode. Well, wouldn't you know it, Rob woke up this past Tuesday SICK!! I tried the best I could to "doctor" him up, but I was a nervous wreck and eventually it was so bad that he had to go to the hospital. Luckily, we have an amazing roommate who (a) did vomit duty & (b) drove us to the ER, since it was all snowy & icy & i don't know how to drive in those conditions. Thankfully, everything was fine, they gave Rob some medicine & he was ok & i didn't have a nervous breakdown.


I have an on campus interview next monday for that director of involvement job that i may or may not have mentioned earlier. Although I really had my hopes up for going back to Alabama, i know that i am being offered this opportunity for a reason and can't, in good conscience, let it pass me by, so if all goes well, then i will be the director of involvement at a very nice college in charlotte, nc. I am very excited :)


Wedding planning is getting on my flipping nerves, because nothing is going according to plan. We originally set the date for April 30, but Rob's mom is going on a cruise so we had to change the date. I started looking for venues around our hometown, to no avail, and places outside of our hometown are very much outside of our nearly non-existent budget. We then decided to plan a beach wedding, thinking it would be cheaper. Well, since I am about 12 hours away from the beach, I can't really do much, so I asked my mother (a former florist, wedding planning gurista) to help me since she is actually in the state in which the beach is located (Gulf Shores, Alabama), even though she lives a good 5-6 hours away from the beach. Well... turns out she has no idea what to do either and thinks I should just go back to looking for a place near home so the ball is back in my court. I'm really stressed, am clueless, and have no help. We still don't have a date (although I want to get married sometime THIS summer) or a venue and i am STRESSING out. I have NO idea how to plan a wedding!!


I have gotten fat. Ick. Like I've probably gained a good 15 pounds since graduating college (with most of the gaining occuring since I moved in with Rob) & I am NOT happy about it. I have no energy or motivation to exercise & I have no idea what to eat. Being unable to cook makes it even harder. Please, someone, help me. I need a guardian angel of fitness & nutrition to tell me what to do & to get me back on track because none of my clothes fit & I am MISERABLE!!


And Harley ate one of my boat shoes today. :(

oh make me over, i'm all i wanna be

ok, so... i've decided that i'm going to revamp my blog & my approach to it. 


i have decided that 25 is going to be my best year ever and this blog is going to document my quest to make it the best year ever. i'm super excited.


short post, i know, but good things come to those who wait ;) 

A penny for my thoughts, oh no I’ll sell them for a dollar

So...I really want this whole blogging thing to work. I want to write interesting posts. I want more than just Christine and Elizabeth to read it (although I love that you two read it!). I want to be relevant, so I'm thinking about doing a whole blog revamp. My perfectionism just keeps getting in the way.

At any rate, I have made myself breakfast for the past two days in a row. Granted, it was fried egg whites (somewhere between scrambled eggs & an omelet) and frozen waffles (which I cooked in the oven, as opposed to the toaster), it is a start. I've been helping Rob in the kitchen more, which has been nice. I had no idea when I moved in with him that he was such an amazing cook! We've kinda pinpointed my cooking issue(s): I am a very precise 1/2 c. this, 1 teaspoon of that, etc., which is why I enjoy baking. It is more objective; you add this, mix that, bake at this temperature for this long, and voila, but with cooking, it just seems so open to interpretation. Rob calls it "putting the what's-up on it," meaning that he just throws random stuff together (herbs, spices, sauces, etc) and it comes out delicious. I don't feel comfortable doing that yet.

As much as I am enjoying being a house-wife who isn't technically married yet (insert sarcasm), I really want a job. I miss my students. I miss interacting with other people. I miss being productive. Thus, I've been applying for as many jobs as I can and, well, now I'm in a bit of a pickle. As much as I like the Rock Hill/Charlotte area, I just really miss Alabama and I miss working for The University of Alabama, so I've been doing everything I can to get another job there. I am currently being considered for this recruiter job at UA, which I am super excited about & that I want really badly, but today I got an email about a phone interview for a job I applied for at a college in Charlotte. I mean, its a cool job--Director of Involvement--but my heart just isn't in Charlotte. Plus, this is a private religiously affiliated school and while I am quite spiritual (i.e. I have a close, personal relationship with the "Big Guy Upstairs"), I am not what one would call religious, so I don't know how well I would fit into that type of environment. So now I'm torn. Do I take a job that I like, that pays fairly well, but requires me to stay in a place that I am less than happy or do I wait for a job at UA and risk going even longer without a job. Any thoughts?

And i'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger...

So… I’ve sucked at this whole blogging thing, thus far. I have about a million excuses for why I haven’t written but what good are excuses, right? I have a lot of things on my mind, but I still haven’t decided just how much of my personal life I want to devulge here and in what direction I want my blog to go, and my fiance is bugging me to watch him make turkey chili, so for now, I’m just going to write about my resolutions and I’ll try to come up with something more poignant later.

My Goals for 2011 [in brief]:

1. Work on developing a healthy relationship with food.

2. Get into some sort of exercise habit.

3. Learn to cook.

4. Find a job I love.

5. Make more friends.

6. Be more productive in every aspect ofmy life.

7. Be a good puppy mommy to Harley.

8. Sell something on etsy.

9. Blog on a regular basis.

10. Stop being sketchy & live.