Such a Dilemma

Though I have never been what I would call a huge football fan, I have always been an Auburn fan. I don't know exactly how it happened because my father is a big Alabama fan and went to the University in the days of Bear Bryant. But I went to Auburn University Montgomery and even though they have a different mascot etc., I've always leaned toward Auburn. This season has been very different. For those of you who know Scott at all, I don't have to explain how huge of a Georgia Bulldog fan he is. I have never seen someone who is so devoutly dedicated to a football team. What he drives, the decoration of his house and even his entire wardrobe reflects this year round. So, being around him so much this football season, I have found myself cheering along side, wearing Georgia shirts and jerseys, facial stickers and all sorts of things.

So, I have come to a dilemma. Next weekend, Scott and I are going to the Georgia vs. Auburn game in Athens together. Last night while we were shopping in Wal-Mart, he picked up a Georgia purse and said, "If I got this for you, would you carry it?"

Without a second thought, I replied "Of course. It would be great to put our cell phones and wallets and things in next week for the game." It wasn't until he looked at me funny that I realized what I was saying. I was going to carry a Georgia purse to the Auburn vs. Georgia game?

I have always criticized girls who "convert" and pull for a different team just because their boyfriend or husband does. I have even been known to call them traitors. But now, I find myself wanting to do the same. And its not that I want to pull for Georgia just because Scott does. That's not the point even a little bit. I think that because I have spent so much time with him, watched so many games with him, and listened to how enthusiastically he talks about the coach, the players and the University, that I have grown an attachment to them myself.

I have watched countless Auburn football games and I have always been passionate about wanting them to win. But I have never been able to name players other than the quarterback. This year, its the same. But I can name several Georgia football players by name right off the top of my head, even down to the kicker! (Maybe it's because I think Coutu is funny looking, but that's beside the point.) I absolutely love to watch Knowshon Moreno plow down the field, get the crap knocked out of him, leap back to his feet and even pull his opponents to their feet. That kid is incredible to watch.

That being said... I haven't yet decided what I will do for the game. I have another week to decide. I do know which way I am leaning, so if you happen to see any pictures of me at the game sporting a Georgia jersey, try not to give me too hard of a time about it. So for now, War Eagle!? Or Go Dawgs!?

Punkin' Time!

I am such a kid! I love Halloween and playing dress up, and yes, carving pumpkins! I try to do something different every year. Scott and I carved one last night and I have one more to do later. Here's the one from last night:

Anybody else carve one?

New Look

So, I'm a redhead now. I've never been a redhead before. I was kind of shocked at first, but I'm really starting to like it. I think being with Scott has made me more confident and made me brave enough to try something drastic with my hair. I've always wanted to try red, but just never had the nerve. I got it done Saturday morning before I was to be a bridesmaid in a wedding. Then that night we went out dressed up in our costumes. Here are a couple of pictures from that night.

New Site

I've been obsessed with Post Secret for a long time now. I discovered a new one today. The creator is on tour with the creator of Post Secret. I have no idea why I find this sort of thing intriguing, but I do. Especially found notes and photos. I hope everyone else enjoys it:
Found Magazine

Also, someone e-mailed this to me today and I had to post it on here:

Halloween Parties

Today, I was invited to a friend’s Halloween party. I immediately got on the internet and started looking for good costume ideas. Suddenly, it occurred to me that I’d better double check and make sure that this Halloween party is in fact a costume party. There is a very good reason why I thought of it.

When I was in junior high, my best friend at the time (Amber) and I decided to get good costumes for the Halloween Dance at school. She went as Cleopatra, so we sprayed her hair black and did crazy eye makeup. I went as Peter Pan and even painted all my nails green. We arrived at the dance to find that we were the ONLY two people wearing costumes. As if that wasn’t embarrassing enough, I forgot my hat with a feather in it. Allow me to remind you that I am nearly six feet tall and have been since before I was in junior high. So, without my hat… everyone thought that I was dressed at the Jolly Green Giant. People were coming up to me all night saying “Ho ho ho! Green Giant!” This was before the days of everyone having a cell phone, so there was no calling mom to come back and get us. We just had to stick it out and wait until the dance was over.

To top it off, I couldn't find green nail polish so I used an acrylic paint on my nails which I thought would remove easily with nail polish remover. Wrong. I had green stained finger and toe nails for weeks and so, continued to be called the Green Giant.

This is not a mistake that I wish to repeat. I confirmed. It IS a costume party and I WILL NOT be Peter Pan.

Trip to Nashville

The trip to Nashville this past weekend was GREAT! Even the drive there and back was nice. Scott and I don't always have a lot of time to just sit and talk without distractions so the five hour drive was a good chance to do some catching up. We went up to visit his cousin, Chris and his chilren, Sadie and Brighton. We had a blast. We spent one night out in downtown Nashville, went to the Georgia vs. Vanderbilt game, the Parthenon at Centennial park, and various other things.

Click the picture below to view the album from the trip. (I find it more convenient to 'View as a slideshow')



Also, here is a video that I took while we were walking around downtown Nashville. That's Scott you can hear laughing and saying "Go Dawgs!" while barking at people passing by. Priceless.

Who got it worse? Them or me?

My office is on the corner of a long hall, very close to the breakroom and the bathroom. Luckily for me. Last week, I dressed really nice because I had a business meeting at lunch with a potential freelance client. He was an attorney driving in from Tuscaloosa to meet with me about a project and I thought it best that I spiff up a little bit and look professional. I wore one of my favorite outfits: a red wrap top and a black skirt with red flowers on it.

The meeting went great and I agreed to do the job. Afterwards, I went to the bathroom then headed back to my desk to work. I walked down the hall past several co-workers and into my office past the fellow I share an office with. As I went to sit down, I reached back to smooth my skirt against me and to my horror... felt nothing but ASS. My skirt had gotten tucked in my panties!

I have heard of this happening to people and always laughed thinking “Wouldn’t you feel the draft?” Apparently not. There is no telling how many of my co-workers saw my butt that day. So far they have all been polite enough not to say.

Update: I posted this blog yesterday and then left the office for a doctor's appointment. I was wearing the same outfit. I did it again. I walked through the crowded lobby and busy parking lot before a woman honked her horn at me and said "Ma'am, your skirt is up in the back." Of course the other women in the car with her were laughing hysterically. I can't blame them... I would have to. I think I should not wear that skirt anymore.

Post Secret

I know that most of my fellow bloggers already read this because of Lioux/Damn You Dan. But I just realized that I have never posted a link to it myself. I am completely addicted to this site. I go at least once a week and have read all of the books. I didn't actually buy the books but spent several hours in a Barnes in Nobles reading every page and drinking a cappuccino. But I just wanted to try to introduce some new people to the world of Post Secret. It's incredible... sometimes very sad and sometimes very moving. I hope you all enjoy as much as I do.


Post Secret Blog

All's Quiet on the Amy Front

Gay title, I know. I couldn't think of anything better for the moment. I haven't blogged in so long. It's mostly because I can't get on MySpace at work anymore, and after spending the whole day in front of the computer at work, I don't much feel like getting on here at night. But tonight, I'm home alone and just thinking. I also haven't had too much to blog about. I haven't fallen down any stairs, nearly knocked down my house with some hair-brained home renovation project or locked myself out of my car or house lately. It's kind of odd actually... for things to feel semi-normal. I finally feel like I sort of "fit" where I am. I don't know if its because Scott's as crazy as I am... or if he's just normal enough that it balances me out, but I know that I am happier right now than I have been for as long as I can remember. I've been spending so much time with him at his house, that it almost feels weird to be home alone. I'm sure it helps that all of my friends are so happy too. Everyone is either getting engaged, getting married or preparing to start a family. It's exciting. I'm just knocking on wood (knock, knock) that this trend of happiness continues.

Love everyone!