Packing up and Throwing out!

    It's official, "Bro" and I will be moving into a 3 bedroom apartment August 3rd and 4th......well the dates might change a little, but we're definitely moving! The wild and crazy adventures of Apartment 109 are drawing near an end. Can you believe for the past 7 years everyone that has lived in this apartment has been from my hometown? The dynasty is now over and in a way it's a little sad!! Do you know I can still remember helping out my two best friends 7 years ago move into this same place.....little did I know, I would transfer schools and end up living here myself, life really is funny sometimes. I love the quote: "If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans." 
    
I have been so busy today, thank goodness for my momma! We stopped by the ABC store to get boxes twice. We also made a stop at the Tuscaloosa news to get the end rolls that is leftover from printing the newspapers. Last we made stops for lunch, Big Lots, Wal-Mart and the bank. We also managed to pack about half my kitchen and some of my living room and dining room. I have come to the conclusion nobody needs as much stuff as I do.......It's a little ridiculous! I am so spoiled!

I have also come up with another reason why girls need boyfriends.....MOVING!!! I have said before boys come in handy during football season to help buy your drinks, escort you to the game, be your entertainment, tell you how pretty you are in a sundress and costa's. Now I'm saying we need them for the heavy lifting! I think this moving thing would be so much better with boys help. okay okay, a lot of things would be easier with boys......getting my car serviced is another to add to that list and also grilling out......I am a chick....I don't mess with charcoal

If anyone has any moving tips or suggestions I would appreciate it, the last time I moved I had a boyfriend and his fraternity brother's and a really really good best friend who was here to help me.



   

Moving on up!

Boy do I have news!!!! I might be moving........to another apartment!! lol! my landlord made me an offer I can't refuse.
The problem would be again Bro will not let me have the master bedroom, that has the master BATHROOM, that I DESPERATELY need. Another problem is finding boys to help, BRO is not especially keen on moving, even though it would be to a 3 bedroom.
We would have to find some boys to help move us, since he couldn't move a washer nor couch by himself. Since most of the guys I know are not living here at the moment and it seems all I do is piss off the male population of Tuscaloosa, I'm not sure who to ask. If you are a boy and reading this, would you like to help out a damsel in distress?

I can't wait to move! We would have a whole extra bedroom, which would come in handy during football season, of course I would have to find a bed to put in the room. You do know what this means though? I get two closets! Hallelujah, Amen!

Anyway here are just a couple a pictures from Father Walter's. My friend "Sum" started a charity where these kids who are very special paint different things, then we scan them on to cards for Christmas, Easter, 4th of July.....pretty much all occasions and the when sell them to local businesses and all proceeds go to Father's Walter's children. How awesome is this? I'm so proud to say that I helped be a small part of this, and it was amazing to see how these kids just want to be loved.

This was the boy I worked with for the most part and he loved 'High Five's."   Hope everyone is enjoying the work week, and hoping it's also speedy! love ya'll!

Boho Chic meets indian meets my place!

If you have read my blog or know me, you know I'm an eclectic person. I'm not a put-together individual, I'm sporadic, I'm clumsy, I can come off as intelligent or come off flighty. I want my apartment to represent me. I have FINALLY decided a them for my WHOLE apartment........besides my bathroom (I really like it and I have sank waaaaaaaaay to much money into it to change it right now). It's all going to be boho chic, shabby chic.......think World Market! That whole culture really fits my personality and also taste. I'm a vinyl collecting, sundress wearing, flip flop walking, KUVU carrying, pearl and diamond donning, sassy strutting, stone rolling kinda chick.  I seriously can drink beer, eat pizza with the boys and be wearing heels and  pearls and pull it all off.......How am I not scooped up yet? hehehehe!!!
I met my Mom is Birmingham this afternoon and we did some shopping....what's new? But I really do like the stuff that I picked out (mom of course footed the bill, one day, when I'm rich, I'm buying that woman whatever she wants) so here is MY version of boho chic, I'm not having a color scheme, I'm not doing any of that......If I like it, then I'm getting it.......this whole matchy-matchy thing has got to stop because I'm getting stuff that I don't really like, but because It matches then I get it.........NO MORE!!!

This is new wall decor for my bedroom to go along with my Spring/Summer stuff!

and yes, I know I need to find another van gogh print A.S.A.P. to put on the other side!


Here is the stuff that I got today with my Mommy!! This is something I can have out and use when serving finger foods!

This is a basket I can use to put our apples and other fruit in for the counter!

This is a 1/2 apron and a plate I'm going to hang on the wall in the kitchen

This is a pot holder, mitten, kitchen towels and wooden utensils!

This is my favorite, salt and pepper shakers and an air tight jar!

This is my kitchen mat and an awesome table runner for the dining room!

This is just a decoration for my bedroom, very Indian themed!

I had a good weekend, I'm just so tired so I'm turning in for the night, hope everyone had a blast and I will post more about my weekend tomorrow and post pictures from my friends charity event!!

Hippie at Heart, Style by Genes

    I am my father's daughter. My dad jokes that the day they brought me home from the hospital he wanted to play some soothing tunes. He played Beethoven but after 26 years of being his daughter he has said playing Jimi Hendrix would have been more appropriate.
    I have always had a love for music, but never had understood it enough to be a goo-Ru. I am tone deaf so playing instruments and singing are totally out of the question, it doesn't stop me from singing or anything.....maybe it should however. I am not going to lie and tell you I have only listened to the greats, because I would like to remind you that I was about 13 years old when Backstreet boys and N'Sync were good and popular. A little of my wonderful music taste started about the middle and towards the end of middle school, I was starting to hang out with "Bro" or 'BLS' more because of his near departure to college.  I was introduced to the notorious Dave Matthews Band. I remember the C.D. Under the Table and Dreaming.
    You know how I have stated that I can hear certain songs and flash back to a memory that involved that song......Here is a memory for you!

Imagine a hot and humid game day in Oxford, MS. Imagine being 13 years old, wearing red and blue cheering on Ole Miss at "the vaught" sweating like a whore in church.  I can remember looking at the student section and wishing dearly I was already 18 and a student . I can ever so vividly remember after the game walking in the dark under a gorgeous blanket of stars and heading back with my parents to our hotel room. On the way my Dad played "Satellite" by D.M.B. while we were sitting in traffic and waiting in a drive-thru for a quick dinner. I was sitting in the back seat, with cool air blowing on my face and thinking to myself, I can't wait to get to college and have a boyfriend  and be grown up (mind you, at 13 my mother still clipped bows in my hair). I thought satellite was just an appropriate song for that moment of life, it almost felt like the earth stood still. This particular song is just absolutely breath-taking, from that moment on, I knew D.M.B. would always hold a special place in my ever so small, role of life.  It just so happened this very night has gone down in history.
The date just happened to be August 31, 1997........ring any bell? When we arrived at our hotel room, my mother went straight to the bathroom to take a shower, my dad was unloading the car, I plopped down on a bed with my food and turned the television on. NBC just happened to be the channel that was on, when I turned it on. I watched a short of Saturday Night Live, then the program turned to a special news report......I thought initially it was part of the show. Then an anchor was talking about a wreck and that Princess Diana was in the car. I think we all know the rest, but it's funny how you remember things like that. I can't help think, maybe the earth did stand still for a second that night.......I know for her family, it certainly did.
    Anyway, here is my all time favorite song by the band, it honestly is breath-taking. I cannot say enough good things about them, they are a true talent! The way I feel about this band and what I think of their creativity and mind blowing performances cannot even be put into words.......its something you have to experience on your own, or else you just won't appreciate it. It's like a painting, someone can tell you the meaning and how great it is, but it's ultimately up to you, to like or dislike and truly adore.

True talent

    If you have not been introduced to the Talking Heads, just know your life before this moment has been dull and unsatisfying. (okay if you are a true music lover then your extremely missing out!) I was introduced to "the heads" my freshmen year of college at Ole Miss. I can remember exactly what I was doing, what I was wearing and who I was with when we watched "Stop making Sense."

I was taking Summer classes in Oxford, after finishing up my first year of college. A pledge sister of mine had invited us to her boyfriend's house for a cookout before going to the bars. I arrived to a boy's house full of SAE's that were cooking out, playing with their lab's and watching what seemed to be a live concert on t.v. I remember I wore a pink tube top with a breezy brown cotton/linen skirt  that evening. I recall standing behind a couch and a boy that I had run into from time to time asked if I had ever seen 'a head's show,' I answered with something along the lines of never hearing of them. The boy then passed me a drink and told me to sit by him because my world was about to change and he wanted to be the person to educate me. Educate me, he did! After hearing "Once in a Lifetime" I knew I was going to be a life long fan. 

We actually never made it out with the others. The two of us sat side by side on a couch while 2 or 3 of his fraternity brother's also stayed at the house with us instead of going out. We watched the whole d.v.d. from start to finish. To this day, I am so happy I stayed and let some guys educate me on what is now one of my favorite bands.  David Byrne is a total genius and such a misfit, what a unique individual with a wicked brain!

Do you ever hear a song and immediately recall a memory? My whole summer between my freshmen and sophomore year was nothing but Talking Heads, O.A.R., Creedence Clearwater Revival, and The Grateful Dead playing in the background.
    I can hear 'Home' by O.A.R and think back to a car ride with a boy named Bryant. I was riding with him to his hometown to meet his family and enjoy a weekend on his farm. The two of us had the best time, during our car ride to and from his hometown, we sang along and laughed the entire time!
    Every time I hear 'Sugar Magnolia' by The Grateful Dead, memories flash in my head to sitting on the back deck of the Pike House. I knew a few of the Pikes and they would invite me over for "Late Nights (after the bars would close, this is what all Ole Miss students called the after party.)" There were a few boys that would get their guitars out and start jamming. Yes, I am not ashamed I had a crush on a particular boy and one night we danced barefoot on a beaten up deck under the stars and moon and even kissed a few times.
    There are many, many other memories I have like this. It's strange but wherever I am at or what I am doing, my mind flashes back to these certain memories and for the most part I can't help but smile!
   

After some years I do have a favorite song by the heads, It's actually one of my top 5 favorite songs ever! (and yes sometimes my top 5 differs) The song is "This must be the place (naive melody)" is actually the only love song ever written or performed by the heads. It has some wonderful lyrics as well. This is my favorite:

Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
 
 And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you

I just really love "You got a face with a view" oh how the creativity just pours out of him and onto paper. Are you starting to understand why I love musicians! the talent and passion is just intoxicating and so attractive. I love guys who have passions, especially one's that create something. Anyway, I won't bore you with what I find appealing in the opposite sex! here is the video!!





I will also mention that my Phillies have been doing pretty bad this season, they just played the cardinals and lost!!! it makes me angry......I bet Ken is so disappointed too!

Turn, Turn , Turn

The Byrds had it right! There is a purpose for every season to turn. There is a time for every act. There is a time for me to turn around this blog!
I believe that I was trying to make this blog into what others wanted to see my blog be. It seems that 80% of these bloggers are married, have kids to talk about, they cook homemade treats, they sew pot holders, I simply do NOT have these things to talk about. Therefor,  it's time to get back to the real me! The me who enjoys having a twisted sense of humor, the me who is half-way intelligent, the me is flighty at times and the ME who is simply........ME to a T!

I am a very unique soul. My uniqueness began the day I was born, hence my name. My mom named me Tasha because I have a very unique look, therefor needed a name to match my DNA. I got older and realized my personality is very different than most of my friends. I don't have a purpose for this blog other than hoping you read one entry that teaches you just one thing you didn't know. Maybe this blog will introduce you to a new music artist, a new you tube video, a new aspect on life.I will not hold back my feelings and will not hold back on my failures and triumphs in my little journey called life.  I just know you will start reading about the real me, so enjoy!

Enjoy the new changes!

Time to move on, Time to get goin.....Tom Petty

I will start with Time. In the right circumstances TIME is a wonderful thing. Time to shop before the store closes, time before you take that next step in your relationship, time to cool down and take a breather after a stressful day. However, in some circumstances time can just be stressful. It seems here in the south at 26, if you are not engaged or married, you have messed up your life and not used time correctly to find someone to marry you. In other places of the country (the more educated) it seems at 26, it is rare to be settled down.

I know for a fact I am still evolving, I'm still changing and am still being influenced everyday, when you get into a serious relationship or get married, you are marrying them for who they are "at that exact moment in life" If the other person is also changing and evolving then how do you know the two of you are not going to change into something completely different than what you married? helllllooooo divorce!!

I also know for a fact, I'm nowhere near settling down and nowhere near touching the break in this chaotic, hilarious, beautiful life. I know for a fact what I want in a man when I am ready to slow down.......or at least I know what I want at this particular time in my life!haha!
to sum me up: I enjoy blaring out some rolling stones and dance like tomorrow was my last day on earth, I love sushi, I have a thing about boys using my mouthwash that I find gross, I love being on time but 99% of the time I'm not, I love kids but not sure If I ever want any of my own (this world is scary now days!) I daydream a lot!, I cannot do double digit adding or subtracting in my head (dyslexia of numbers), I cannot sleep naked, I cannot sing but insist on singing all the time!, I can't snap my fingers with my left hand, I love romantic comedies that end with the leading characters NOT falling in love with each other, I love a guy with game, I want to pet a giraffe, One of my "bucket list" things is to attend Wimbledon and eat strawberries and cream, I fell head over heels for Jon Bon Jovi when I was in elementary school, I am automatically attracted to athletes and musicians, Whales scare me to death
I know that I am a force, I am stubborn, I'm a spoiled little girl, I am not perfect, I like to be taken care of but I also enjoy doing things myself, I am quirky, I am silly, I am quick witted, I have a foul mouth, I enjoy helping others in need, I am simply me, I am not your ex-girl friend and I'm not your mother, and you know what, I think I'm pretty amazing!

 anyway in other news, I have realized I have never posted pics of my bathroom! A year or so ago my bathroom was a burnt red and  khaki. Now my bathroom looks like this!

 

Cute, Right? I mean I would love to have dark marble counter tops, and stone floors, but my apartment doesn't offer changes like that!lol!

I also have a few clothes to share, but what's new? I mean now that I am exactly where I want to be in the life I have and am comfortable doing it, it's time to go out and celebrate! I have to look good, plus, changing my habits now, only make it worse!
I tried being one of those girls who didn't care as much about clothes......needless to say, it didn't work out! I will always be the girly girl with a shopping habit, but quite frankly there are far worst things in this life to be!

here is my new straighter, good-bye CHI.........FOREVER!!!!

 here are the clothes!! and yes, my mother bought them, and no she will not adopt any of you, I am too much for her to handle at this time!

I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend and be safe! love all of you!!

A reason why Southern Girls will never see a Therapist

I bet your so intrigued aren't you? Oh, Kiddo's gather around and let me explain!

      For most of us girls, it's no secret we talk about EVERYTHING! We talk about our annoying co-workers, our nagging boyfriends, the latest beauty product to promise shiny voluminous hair and lose fifteen pounds overnight and occasionally we have time to talk about what is really going on in our lives. You know the stuff I'm talking about, the real reason's your staying in "that" relationship, the thoughts behind wanting a job change, and the times your scared of  making life changing decisions. Yes, us girls in the south eastern region of the country do not have to lie on a couch and  pay some stranger to ask us personal questions, we have our mother's and best friends doing that everyday for free!
      I think back to times over the past eight to ten years and realize it was "therapeutic conversations" that started my friendships or made them stronger. There is something about having a fight with your boyfriend, an argument with a another friend, or just experiencing a horrible day that makes us crawl on all fours to our friends (give them tomorrow's juicy gossip to mutual friends) for a "therapy session" with a bottle of wine on a porch and watch the sunset while talking out life's problem's.  I think about it and laugh, but if I had to lie on a couch and tell a complete stranger my life's problems along with my circle of friends I would be wearing a white jacket all year long with shiny buckles and locks! Since I am a southern girl, wearing all white is just not acceptable after Labor Day and before Easter, luckily everyone living below the Mason/Dixon line is also just as crazy as you . 
     I also am a fan of "Retail Therapy!" Again, scooping up your best friend for a day of shopping is great. Something about buying a new dress or new stiletto's to enhance your outer appearance just makes you want the inside to match too.  Also, since your peeling off layers of clothes to try on new ones it really makes you strip down some layers you really hide behind.

 Since it is Wine Wednesday, Cheers to you and your best girlfriends!

On a different note, I haven't included you on my recent shopping purchases!

 And what is so bad is my mom has bought 95% of what was shown above! Even worse, I didn't take pictures of the other stuff she has bought me! Is there any kind of award I can sign my mom up for, I'm thinking something on the lines of "The Emmy's, The Golden Globes, and "The Oscar's" all rolled into one!

 *Side Note: I haven't been good at all about "not buying" things I don't just ultimately need. I don't know what has gotten into me lately but It NEEDS to STOP!!! I was doing so good, then like the drop of a hat, I crashed........ALERT ALERT, we just hit code red, "am I revisiting retail therapy sessions?" the answer is, YES!

I do have a lot on my mind, and it looks like were back to square one.
      There is always a waiting game in life and I'm tired of playing. Why should I WAIT for the good, why should I wish my life away for "the better" to happen. These are suppose to be the years I cherish the most, and yet I'm wishing them away! I can't turn back the hands of time. This is the time in my life I CAN be  selfish, and I'm wishing it away. Again, why should I put my happiness aside, I did this once before and while I don't regret the lessons I learned, I did regret the time it took me to learn the lessons!................ No thanks, not anymore! Hello backbone, it's been a while, nice to see you too!!! 

Yep, I had my own much needed intervention/ "Therapeutic conversation" with my best girl. Sometimes it takes a perspective from the outside to see what you don't. Other times, it takes someone who "knows the real you" to kindly slap the sense back into you! See, with my group of girls, it seems we have no problem telling each other when we are screwing up our lives, dating the wrong person, or go off track in life for a bit. See, who needs a therapist, right?

Anyway, my boss and her daughter that I sit for have been gone on vacation, and I actually miss that bundle of crying, teething, temperament of a  baby ? I know I will regret saying that statement but it's true, I can't wait till next week to see her precious little self goo-gooing and gah-gahing and drooling all over the place!

I promise she can smile! I just think she was confused by the camera!hahaha!!

Happy 4th!

Just wanted to wish everyone a happy and safe 4th of July weekend! After many many changes in my plans, I decided to opt for a low key weekend. I will be playing tennis in a member's only tournament at IHCC (I got invited), laying out pool side, and maybe cooking out.

I hope everyone has been watching Wimbledon! It has definitely gotten me into the tennis spirit! I can't help but think back many many moons ago I had my parents shuffling me back and forth from tennis tournaments, lessons and camps all Summer long! I would play at noon with the heat index of 110 degrees on the court and love every minute of it. I can actually remember playing a match and the game going on beside me had to take a medical break because someone needed an I.V.

I was never the player with the pretty shots (except for my backhand....beware!) but I got the job done. I would have my good days and bad days, I couldn't stand for people to watch me play, I have always been like that though. I never wanted an audience until the last few points were being played. I can remember if I were doing bad and I could feel my frustrations coming on, I would look up at my Mom or Dad and "shoo" them away. There were times however I would be "in the Zone" and never notice another human being besides my opponent, those were the best!

I miss everything about it, but most of all, I miss the feeling of playing my heart out, It's been a while since I put my blood, sweat and tears into something and not expecting a big result, except personal satisfaction. That kind of feeling is irreplaceable!