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Day 365; January 11th, 2012: Goal done... sorta

 Today I have completed my 365. I'm going to start another one in February. But this one is going to be more focused on the writing vs. the picture (there will still be pictures though).
I know my ultimate goal was to take today's picture with my grandpa Davy's grave. But as you can see I didn't make it.
I'm rather emotional today due to what day it is in my life. But I had a lovely coffee date with Zach and made me feel better. But of course, as of tonight my dad had to slightly ruin that better feeling. He called me (not remembering what today is) and asked if I'd be the witness at his wedding....

Also, I opened my door this morning and there was a cowboy hat hanging from my handle. Merry Christmas to me, thanks to my big brother. ♥

Day 364; January 10th, 2012: he said not so much...

 Got a wake up text at 5 this morning... wasn't happy. Then got another one (from someone else) that melted my heart. It said: "I know this is probably waking you up. But I had to say, I miss you, I adore you and I wouldn't be who I am today with out you. Just give me time, Snicks. Have a good day, text you tonight. <3".

Talking to one of my friends on Skype and he said that he likes that I have chipmunk cheeks when I smile, so I shoved a handful of popcorn in my mouth and asked if he thought it was still cute....


he said not so much...

For some reason... while driving home from dinner with Sophie. I got hypnotized by the moon. I pulled over in my work parking lot for a little bit and just looked at it. There's nothing special about it tonight to my knowledge, but I couldn't stop looking at it for a good 5-10 minutes.

And as of tomorrow... I've taken a picture of myself... every day for a year.

Day 363; January 9th, 2012: Interview and Netflix

So I had my interview for the dance teacher position this morning. I have a feeling I didn't get the job (Update as of the 16th: I didn't get the job, and the lady didn't even have the decency to call me. I found out due to a Craigslist posting she put up that had all the positions I applied for filled.)
So now that I'm home, I plan on watching cheesy Netflix movies all day till Mat gets home.
Later:
Spaghetti night. So happy to have my other big brother back. Not going to get all sappy, just going to say that since we live together... its really weird when I don't see him for a few weeks. It'll be odd when we move away again. But lets not think about that... lets think about the amazing spaghetti, meatballs and garlic break I'm going to start making in like 15 minutes.

Day 362; January 8th, 2012: Calendar

Went to work today, it wasn't anything special, but it was still good to be back. I missed the kids.
After work Sophie and I went shopping. I didn't get like anything, but I did get this lovely calendar. <3
It feels alright to be back. But I still keep getting that strange feeling. I can't even explain it. Maybe it will go away once Mat gets home...






After shopping, Sophie and I came back to my place and I did our nails. Mine turned out really cool. I love them.
I also keep beating myself up lately for falling in love, having the guy know it... but still nothing happens. I think I need to figure this out... 'cause I'm tired of feeling like this...

Day 361; January 7th, 2012: Driving back to Eugene

 So today, I'm driving back to Eugene.
End of story.


















Back in Eugene and the apartment smelled horrible, so in the kitchen I have smell good stuff on the stove and I have a candle burning in my room. I also cleaned out the fridge and dread opening some of the Tupperware I found in there.... >.>
Also, working on laundry and cleaning room whilst unpacking... but I just keep getting these strange feelings.

 Sophie is staying the night tonight, and Mat doesn't come back till the 9th. Its crazy.

Day 360; January 6th, 2012: Crater, Lunch, Ariel, Ballroom

 So today I went to Crater. I stopped in and saw Mr. Walley's lovely Chamber Choir (which I was a soprano in for two years while I was in high school). While being on campus I also saw Reynolds, and Hillman. Then I took a coffee to my lil sis in Rodger's class.
It was odd being back on campus, but such a relief to be able to leave without having to wait for a bell to ring.

 After I finished up at Crater, I went to go have lunch with my mom at work. It was funny 'cause I got totally lost, ended up over next to the wrong hospital, found my way and then got lost INSIDE the hospital. But I quickly found my mom. :)

 After that, I went and got Ariel. We ran around the mall quickly while I did some errands for my mom and then we came back to my mom's and hung out for a little bit.
Took her back home, I came back home and then got ready to go dance at the ballroom one last time before I headed back up to Eugene.

Hair got so messed up because I honestly only sat for about 3 dances. After ballroom ....>

Day 359; January 5th, 2012: Lazy day

Today I have snuggled with my dog and showered. Yeah, that's it alright.

Day 358; January 4th, 2012: Then I drove the two to their individual houses while wearing my bathrobe

Hanging out with my big brother, Zack, before he has to go to work.... then I need to go get the new part for my computer.
Later:
Scratch that... he ended up not having work, so I went back to his work to pick him up. Then him and I went and got Hannah and rented Just Dance games and then came back to my house.
After we got tired of Just Dance, we played Wii sports. We did bowling, and since Zack's ball was green, Hannah and I decided that Zack has a booger ball.
After that we went to Taco Bell and Zack got him and I one of those 12 tacos for 10 dollars thing. He ate 8 of the tacos and Hannah was in shock. It was funny.
After a bit we went back to Wii sports. I watched them play baseball and tennis, and I listened to Hannah make up some hilarious names and moves for playing the game (I.E: "This is what I call the Ribbon Dancer... and of course there's the Hula Hooper.").
Soon after that, we all started passing the PS2 remote back and fourth while playing James Bond: Agent Under Fire which turned into this lovely story: {{for those people who can't tell jokes from real stories: this story is real, but the story in this story is a total joke!}}Back story:While playing James Bond, Hannah pointed out that the "bad guys" all look the same. It then became decided they are all a cloned product of incest...
and so the long, funny and awesome(ly horrible) story begins;

So, I am slightly redneck, but I am also British because we don't know where I came from, but anyway... I have 4 sons, who are all older than me. These guys are also each others dad's, sons and grandfathers. Zack is one of them. Now see, when I "had" them, I only got to keep 3 because one of them got stolen from me. All I heard was the doctor smack the 4th baby's butt and then nothing. I have yet to see him. As for the other three: two of them got taken from me by their now "mother" while I was passed out in the yard.
Also, my role in this is: I'm these guys' grandmother and mother. Don't judge.
So now, you know where 3 of the kids are, but Zack... Now Zack went and got adopted by a lovely person, Hannah, but she is very judgmental on how my "family" is.
You see, I'm Zack's Grandmama, mama, girlfriend. Yeah, figure that one out.
I tend to leave to go places in my bathrobe, and Hannah and I bonded for the sake of our son/grandson,son,boyfriend. Her and I bonded over Pixie Stix and the fact that we both have accents.
And poor Zack, because of all the crazyness, he's a redneck with a speech impediment... I blame the fact that it is because I don't even know what accent I have.
Then I drove the two to their individual houses while wearing my bathrobe (this part is true).


Family tree:Carly: grandma, mama, girlish friend to 3 of the boys, grandma, mama, girlfriend to Zack
Boys: grandfather, father, brothers, sons to each other, sons, boytoys to me {But Zack is: grandson, son, boyfriend to me}.
Hannah: Zack's adopted mother
Zack: adopted son to Hannah, grandson, son, boyfriend to me.
Mat: crazy uncle



I absolutely adore my friends.

Day 357; January 3rd, 2012: Let's go Comets, lets go.

Slept on the couch last night.... Sadly some of the best sleep I've gotten in awhile.... could have done without the way I just woke up though.

So happy to have my abs back, or well.... starting to be back. They aren't perfect yet, but they are getting there.

Going to cheer on the Comets. Girls basketball. Should be odd being back in that gym

Day 356; January 2nd, 2012: Anytime its sunny but really windy, my inner child hopes to see Piglet fly by the window.

Glad the ducks won, but I can honestly say that I am glad I'm not at my place today.
I know the Beavs and Ducks are rivals.. but why can't Beav fans just be proud that a school from the state they represent just won the Rose Bowl? I mean University of Oregon or Oregon state, its still Oregon. I know Beav fans wish it could be the Beavs but, don't forget, its still the state you represent.
It is crazy windy, but the sun is up... the small child in me keeps wanting to see Piglet fly by with Pooh Bear chasing him saying "oh bother".


Life made: Singing Bee on CMT. And I think the first one is the one with the guy who honks like a bike horn.

Day 355; January 1st, 2012: First day of the new year, and I'm already proving to be just as crazy.

So at 4:49 this morning Hannah and I were still awake. We were playing Just Dance 3, James Bond: Agent Under Fire. We were bleaching Hannah's hair and drinking Sparkling Cider out of the bottles because we're just that classy. We pulled an all nighter last night. I went to sleep at about 7:30 this morning... so I don't know why I'm already awake.
Last night was fun though. Steve, Hannah, Nick and I got really tired of the dance so we went over to Shari's and called in the New Year there. Then I had to drive Nick home. Hannah and I then went on a search for hair bleach. We started at Walmart and found success at WinCo. Then I drove by and stopped in to say hi and happy new year to Devin. I wanted to see him before he left back for job corp. and I wanted to see his amazing tattoo.
Then how this blog started is what happened for the rest of the all nighter process.
Now it is about 10:45 and I just text Mat to blame him for me pulling an all nighter and waking up after only getting about 3 hours of sleep. He said it was because he didn't know and I told him that it was his fault because his twin telepathy had failed. He apologized and I moved on with life.
Now it is after breakfast and I'm off to go bowl a few games with Steve.
Imma die.