Cowboy Hats & Silver Belt Buckles

Here we go again. Seriously, this is like the 285th blog I've attempted to start. I have great intentions in the beginning but life somehow gets in the way of my writing every single time. This time is different though. I've started a new chapter in life over the past 6 months and I'm so excited to put my thoughts into words. After a messy divorce, I'm back in Texas and I couldn't be happier. Ya'll, this place is ahhhmazing. Love it to pieces. I never realized how much I missed it until I came home. I mean, come on, it's only the end of March and I've already scored plenty of pool time. Anyway-- one of my best friends (shout out to Stacy! Follow her blog: www.joshandstacysnider.blogspot.com) somehow convinced me to start a new blog, so here I go. I often find myself telling people my life could be a reality show, so I hope you're ready for a lot of laughs, tears and awkward moments. I work for an awesome commercial real estate company and yesterday I found myself combing over several of our office buildings taking note of every single itty bitty damn detail that was wrong. I'm talking cracked ceiling tiles, chipped paint, burnt out light bulbs, dirty urinals...the works. Imagine three hours of this...in 5 inch heels. If you know me, you are well aware that flat shoes simply do not exist in my world. I'd rather walk around barefoot in a gas station bathroom (hello, Britney!) then wear flats. So, I'm teetering around in my heels for what feels like an eternity. I found myself in 6 (omg, I know) men's restrooms during this adventure, and let me tell you-- it was not the most pleasant experience. Butttt, I always come away with a good story. I was counting cracks in the ceiling tiles as a handsome Texas cowboy sauntered in for his afternoon visit. I'm talking full-on cowboy. Wranglers, cowboy hat, flannel shirt..complete with my favorite...the large silver belt buckle that he probably won in a roping contest or something sexy like that. He immediately turned the other way to look at the sign on the door to make sure he wasn't in the little ladies room. Again, if you know me, you know that cowboys melt my heart like no one in this world. So..I politely say, "Sir, you're in the right place. I'm just counting ceiling tiles. Why don't you just go on about your business?" Umm. This was met with a grin and then he burst into hysterics. Really?! Did I reeeeallly just say that to this hot young man? Oh Lord. Open mouth, insert both stiletto-graced feet. Yep, this is my life. Welcome to it. I constantly find myself in awkward situations and I have no one to blame but myself. I speak before thinking and while some may find that endearing, most of you will find it hysterical. I'm an open book so I hope you're ready for daily doses of my ridiculous life. Butterfly kisses... -S