Nickelback - This Afternoon

Pocahantas

It is finally JUNE! I just had the best weekend ever after the worst week ever. But who cares about that! I am done with school til September! YAY!


So my body officially hates me. It was a great weekend though. So great I will have to break the weekend up into two blog entries! Started off on Friday day where I took the little girl I nanny for to the Kettering Rec water park. I haven't been there since middle school. It has been forever! But, great eye candy was there. There were DILFs and hot jail worthy life guards and....oh yeah I went there. Weeve and I were cracking up the whole day, they were just so good looking! Why didn't we have hot guys growing up! lol

Weeve and I decided we were going to extend our fun sunny filled day into the night and go out searching for our old HOT basketball coach and teacher. We called up Morgan (still missing her nickname) and headed out drinking. We heard that he worked at this place called Kramers (which is some hole in the wall), so we get all dressed up. I didn't wear a bra that night and had the worlds shortest dress on! Yeah, it was going to be a good night. Needless to say, he wasn't there and we looked like some Divas walking in to this bar, we definitely needed to get out of there. So we moved to this place called Bargos down by the University of Dayton. It was nice, but there was NO ONE there! Can you guess what we decided to do? Play video crack. Exotic photo hunt :) And honestly, the women are easier than the guys....go figure ;).

We decided that we would go to the normal hangout, Harrigans and just have a good time there. While we were there, we saw everyone and there mother who graduated like 2 years before us, I felt old! I decided that I was going to make some friends. I hung out with my friend Chelsea and John then I decided to meet some people and sat down at a random table outside. I met this guy, I can't remember his name, lets call him Nick who was from Manchester. Now via map, that is close to New Bremen and I know a lot of people from that town (aka 15 peeps which is about 5% of the population--roughly lol). So I started asking him questions, sure enough he knew my old roomate Sarah, with whom I would be hanging out with the next day for her graduation along with the other 15 people I know from there too! I was so excited! Though when he left at 1 and my DD who showed up early (therefore I made him drink) had started drinking I went and re met up with Weeve. We were sitting at the bar Me, Weeve, our DD David, who will soon have a nickname and our buddy Jimmy when I ran into my old high school sports trainer who is my HERO! She is a strong, independent women who inspires me so much, and I am drunk and just finished a cigerette. Oh no. Hopefully, I was "good" but I hugged her and quickly caught up with life then returned to the bar.

Upon my return there was a text from Weeve, who was sitting 2 seats down mind you, that said, "I would do really really bad things to jimmy. like dress up like Pocahontas bad." WHO says that. I mean she could have said anything dirty. I can't even think of it right now, but pocahontas. Well needless to say, Weeve will forever be known as Pocahontas and she will never live it down. EVER!

After this wonderful night of drinking, we have David take us to Kroger where, Lauren makes friends with a guy who worked there, we got lots of food and took lots of pictures. When we got home, Pocahontas and I had a heart to heart in the parking lot. Then we came back inside and David had had all the food cooked and ready for the drunkies to eat! What a gentleman!! Then he proceeded to take the most f'ed up pictures of us drunks. Here are a couple pictures for your entertainment. It was a great evening!

On my other blog I do song quotes. Well, not on this one :)

One Drunkn Night

So one night at Harrigans, Morgan and I, (we really need to figure out her name for the show) but we decided to make a list of what the perfect man would be for each of us. The best part is there are some crossovers between the two of us but all in all they are so funny. Well at least to us, I haven't laughed this hard in a long time. I was cracking up at some of the things.

Disclaimer--Please do not take offense some things listed will be cruel and mean. We were just in one of those moods!

Morgans Lists

• good with kids
• future- plan
• no drugs
• Tatoos (Multiple)
• good sex drive
• NO Fattys
• 5'10" or above
• Muscles!!!!!!
• family oriented
• emotionally stable
• no cheating past
• NO baby mamma DRAMA
• No drama.....Period
• Likes tasteful music
• LOVES CARS---it is a must
• likes old movies
• can handle her mood swings
• sexy hair (face stubble)
• Artsy
• Miller Man
• no POS car
• likes sports (football)--shes a steelers fan!
• gets along with friends and family
• romantic
• walks on the wild side
• no STDS!!!
• stubborn like her
• no tabacco
• no clingers
• no white trash
• no excessive chest hair

My List

• Great with kids (MUST) or at least like them :)
• future- plan
• cute couple
• good time--in moderation (he has to calm me down)
• no drugs
• 1 or 2 tatoos (not trashy)
• No Fattys
• NO DRAMA!! I have enough of my own
• 5'10" and above
• good to his mom
• musical
• has a good heart
• No cheating past
• No wife :)
• communicates effectivly
• not afraid of pulling me out of my shell
• No metal music for me!
• knows how to drive a stickshift car
• likes animals
• likes me for me--hot mess and all
• hygenie--very important!
• miller man
• i can't handle a POS car
• knows sports (march mad and football)--GO BENGALS!
• gets along with my friends and family
• Romantic
• Not cheap (coupons are good--but sometimes a girl just needs a drink bought for her!)
• no STDS!
• all the right moves in all the right places
• lets me get my way but stands ground/holds his own if it is important
• no stage 5 clingers
• no WT

And the biggest deal breaker for the both of us.........he must have all his teeth! :)

Now we are realistic about the men in this world. Part of being with someone is excepting their flaws and them accepting yours. These are just lists---from one drunkn night!

Haus of Puke

So I think it is time to change the name of the blog to "Nights out with Jamie." I swear I should have a reality show, classier than the Jersey Shore but..well a million times classier than Jersey Shore. It would be centered around the girls guide to being a classy, single lady who's the life of the party while being a responsible adult in Dayton Ohio. Yeah maybe not the last part, but the last week has been crazy. For instance, I couldn't find my credit card and it took me and my two girlfriends to try and patch the week together to figure out where we were. We got hit on by a one armed man, gave up a one night stand for funfeti cake and failed two tests just to drink. It has been one world wind after another. But one great ass time. We are actually thinking about writing a book, at least I am seriously considering it. I think the girls thought I was joking but I wasn't. I will keep you all posted about my nights and book status. I will definitely need to use Microsoft Word first because my spelling sucks.

But, my house should have a name. You know how some people name their cars? Well my house's name is called "haus of puke". I swear it has to be something about my house. I mean people (not me--my story is the front porch) but people have gotten sick the the most random places in my house. Why can't they make it to the toilet, oh yeah because when they do, they miss and get the walls. That has been a two month project painting the walls. But last night, my friend Lauren and I were talking about if we had a reality show what our "names" would be and she said she wanted her name to be Weave. (She has breast cancer, so its her fake hair lol). So Weave, in her classy way of doing things got tons of shots bought for her at the bar, therefore, she threw up. Now most normal people would get sick in the toilet, but she has to get sick in my bathroom sink, not even a foot away from the toilet. Really?!?! I had to plunge my sink this morning. Gross. haha. Well this is the most recent experience.

Over the past year, since I moved back in with my parent it has just been a treat throwing parties. I have had someone throw up in my closet. Yes, my walk in closet full of clothes. Oh and this is after I gave up my bed to them. Fail. I have had someone throw up in the limo on MY birthday. That would be my other bestie friend Morgan. We haven't discussed her reality show nickname. lol But her good old self def in bathtub, front porch and she has actually made it to the toilet. I had our friend who is usually our DD, get sick everywhere in my living room. I have had my cousin get sick in the recycling bin, when the trash can was sitting right next to it. Oh and for the win, one of my lovely sorority sisters came into town for a wedding we both went to. After getting so drunk and throwing up in a flower pot at the Presidential Banquet Center and almost getting sick in the cab, I put her to bed. Pissed off because I couldn't go to the after party because I was taking care of her, I started watching TV (at 2am mind you). I hear her getting sick, come around the corner to see her throwing up in my WHITE laundry basket in my hall way. Needless to say psycho switch flipped, I started yelling and I drug her to the toilet, dead weight and layed her on it. She was like "I can't breath". Now imagine this while I tell you how I responded, body completely straight an incline looking like a wedge, only thing holding her up is her chin. After I pulled her out of my laundry basket and physically moved her in the bathroom I yelled "Can't breath? Then get on your knees and do the work, you F*ing threw up in my laundry basket." Her response, "I thought that was the toilet." I mean seriously?!?!?!

So end result, I will still be having people over even though they like to puke at my house because we have a GREAT time before these things go down. Therefore, Book is in the works of being made, it may take a couple years but it will be done! :)

Oh and staying with my blog, make your mark on the world, have fun, get crunk but make sure you are still making time to touch someones life. :)

"It started off, "hey cutie where you from"
And then it turned into oh no, what have I done
And I don't even know his last name" -Carrie Underwood

Oops Dawg :)

Changes

So I thought it would be better if I talked about the random amazing nights (and days) filled with drinking, sex and blackouts on its own blog rather than on a blog talking about making a difference with children from Germany and Africa. Um, yeah that might be better, especially if I am giving that URL to the church people to follow my trip! Oops dawg. Well I will be re posting some all the posts about my book and what not on this blog called Wait...What Just Happened? Now you are probably wondering, or actually, don't care, but this title came from a night of drinking. Go figure. One Sunday night, my girlfriend Pocahontas, you will learn more about her later (and where she got her name) but we were trying to sort through the last couple weekends for me to document on the blog. Well, we couldn't remember what happened and when. It took everyone who was there to sort through the events and create the "possible" sequence of events". Hopefully they are correct, if not, you won't even know! :)