Grandma Pillows

I absolutely love my bedding. Its from the Shabby Chic Collection at Target and so so fabulous. But shockingly, not everyone seems to love it! Our apartment has limited seating, so whenever we have people over to watch a movie they have to sit or lay on the floor. I love pillows, and my bed has quite the plethora, so naturally I bring them out for people to use to be more comfortable.

One night while watching a flick, I go to grab my pillows and what to my heartbroken ears should I hear upon returning? "Abby what the heck? Why do you have grandma pillows?"

Grandma pillows? Grandma pillows?!!!!!! "They're not grandma..... they're shabby chic!!!!"

So the above picture is my bedding, and so called grandma pillows.... pshhhh

 Am I crazy? (I used this picture specifically for my crazy eye quality) Below is the whole ensemble... People please.... I need your opinions. Have I been blindsided by my love for the Taj Mahal of superstores: Target, and their array of shabby chic bedding? I always joke that I'm 80 years old... but could it really be true? Painting nails, going to bed early, migrating to Florida, and buying grandma bedding!

I can't deny the fact that I have pictures of Marilyn Monroe, Audrey Hepburn, James Dean, Gene Kelly, Walt Disney and the Beatles hung on my walls... (ugh I think I just dug myself into a hole there)... But I thought I had good taste in duvets. Let me know... I can take it.

FYI, there is a new love in my life. We met in Florida... her name is Lady. Is it unhealthy to buy a stuffed animal for yourself at the age of 20?

 Or to love it as much as a real dog? I must say we both have stunning eyelashes.

Technophobe

I have a love and hate relationship with technology. Somehow every time I change something on my blog disaster strikes, and then I am forced to spend hours fixing what I changed. I need a computer savvy person to help me out!

However one thing good came out of this. I found this polaroid converter and I love it. It makes this beauty of a flag look even more amazing eh? And on a side note, I spent the whole entire day inside my apartment. I woke up feeling sick and decided to skip all my classes...very uncharacteristically Abby, however I found it strangley liberating.

Jim Henson what were you thinking?

Tell me this is not the scariest thing you've ever seen. And to think, my parents let me watch this movie when I was 8.

NO sweets NO facebook February

I am saying goodbye to these delectable treats for the month of February. No sweets. Period. I did this same fast last January and honestly it feels so good. You don't really even crave sugar anymore by the time the month is over. 

The only issue with this challenge is that people can give you a lot of grief for doing this and try to break you! Already people have been saying, "But Valentine's is in February!!!!" Like Valentine's is even supposed to be a big deal? haha

Another thing I'm giving up is facebook. I realized just how much time I waste on it and deactivated my account. I've only been without facebook for two days... but I've already been so much more productive.

Dating in P-Town Dos

So in my ward we have this dating & relationships class, and let me tell you, church has become much more entertaining because of it. I think they should replace regular sunday school classes in all singles wards with this class.  I mean, I didn't even have to pull out my doodle paper pad once! It was only a four week deal, so the class is over now but some hilarious things came out of it.

Such as... " Guys, don't corner girls into a date." Amen to that sista. Cornering a girl into a date is calling her and asking "hey what are you doing Friday night?". The girl starts to think... oh boy... what do they want? Are they going to ask me out? Or are they asking me to help with the ward service project or something along those dreadful lines. If she says that she's doing nothing, she's almost obligated to go out the guy regardless of how she feels. If she says she's busy, the guy is pretty much toasted. See.... burned on both ends. This is an awful way to ask someone out. One time an attractive male called me with that exact same intro and I thought, wow is he asking me out? Wrong! I said I was free.... but.... too bad it wasn't a date with him, he was asking me to double with his friend who wasn't quite all the way there, if you know what I mean. Ever since I have been very tactical when it comes to phone calls like that.

I've also learned its ok to say no. Sometimes it feels like you get asked out by all the wrong guys, and the ones you really want to ask you out are either too scared, unobservant, or not interested. I have a really big problem with always saying yes even when I don't want to. I'm predictable. I'll go on a first date and if  its fun, I'll always say yes to a second. But then usually something "interesting" happens on the second date and I tend to flee, then proceed to disappear into outer darkness so the boy can't ever find me again. You'd think that by never hanging out with someone or returning calls they'd get the idea. I'm an avoider, but what I really just need to do is say no. Has anyone ever said no, and had a positive experience before? If you have I'd really like to know. I can say that I've never met a girl who's just straight up said no, without lying or making up an excuse. I'd be the first of my kind if I could pull it off.

(P.S. This may be one of my favorite pictures of all time)

Finally, the big M-word. Marriage. This article explains it all http://universe.byu.edu/node/13393. I'm 20 years old. Uhhh.... thats really young. But somehow mormon culture tells me that by graduating from BYU unmarried (which I will be doing this year) I'm a lost cause. Marriage will happen when it happens, its not a race and by George shouldn't be! Read this article, its pretty spot on! This concludes Dating in P-town exposed: issue #2 by Gail. (which is what people are calling me these days, and its truly awful, but if you can't beat it, embrace it)

Your life was a fantasy!!!

So this past week I was lucky enough to return to my home away from home... Orlando. I love that place, everything about it brings back good memories and fun times. 

This was our lovely view from the Polynesian... can life get any better? With 50% off.... I submit it cannot.  

Also our view of the Grand Floridian from our deck. Ah.... its so gorgeous. Kill me now. 

The Disney Dining Plan gets a thumbs up from Mama Wheatley... more food than you could ever want!

My excited face soaking in all the Disney goodness

This trip wouldn't have been complete without a trip to the nook, one of my favorite places on this entire earth.... Wilderness Lodge I love you. 

This little man came home with me (amongst way too many other souvenirs)... Canadian goofy... the only good looking goofy in my opinion. 

This trip created a new experience for me... one of the few things I haven't done at Walt Disney World is go inside the castle... And now I can say that I have! Yep. We're on our way to eat dinner with Miss Cinderella, Snow White, Aurora, Ariel, and Belle. Food= not so good. Experience = once in a life time. 

I love Disney. I really plan on moving there after I graduate. Florida is beautiful and most importantly WARM.  Canada... I'm so sorry, but weather is the one situation in which we clash. I really don't know if I will survive the rest of this cold winter. No wonder I loved living in Florida... it was like I was living in a fantasy dream world of an endless vacation... yes... thats true... but hey, who wouldn't choose that over the real world. If anyone wants to flee to Florida and live a fairy tale life, let me know... I'm looking for a roommate!

Jimmer

Do you know who this guy is? Jimmer Fredette. Only one of the best college bball players in the nation right now.  4 months ago I had no idea who this person was. Nor did I know that I sat smack dab next to him in class all last semester. I found out who he was and just what a big deal he is as the semester approached its end, which is highly unfortunate because I never said anything to him... not even once. But I don't feel too bad, my professor didn't know who he was either... referring to him as "himmer?" As my mom told me... I'm a loser for not saying anything.  But I'd like to think that if he didn't know he was sitting next to Abby Wheatley all semester, its really his loss. bahhaaaa