Voyeuristic Suburbia

Well, my most loyal follower (aka my little brother) was a little disappointed that I haven't written a blog post all week.  

Matt: Why haven't you posted all week? 

Me: Because I have no life and absolutely nothing exciting to write about.

Matt: Oh yeah, that's true.

Thank you, Matt for your utmost honesty. 

Right now, I'm sitting on my deck in the middle of suburbia, so pumped that it's 92 degrees, not humid and it's breezy.  This never happens in New York.  It's always so humid. 

This backyard is interesting.  It's spacious and pretty, but since the development is relatively new, there's not much privacy.  I know what most of my neighbors are doing just by sitting out here.  I sit out here a lot since I have nothing better to do.

Suburbia.

The house to my left: Two cute little blonde boys always running around, and I may or may not have a crush on their dad.  He doesn't know who I am.  He's married.  I'm terrible.

The house to my right: A very liberal retired old man.  He's always gardening.  He is also very liberal- My dad and him had an election war back in 2008.  He had Obama signs all over his lawn (I don't even want to get into Obamacare, no way).  My dad retaliated by making sure our front yard, windows, etc were covered in McCain signs.

The house in front of me:  My brother's old best friend used to live there.  A visitor once said she saw the dad walking around the house in his underwear.  The kid my brother was friends with once IMed me back in the day and told me he wished he could watch me change through my window.  Sorry buddy, blinds are closed.

A few houses down:  They have some blow up contraption that their children bounce on.  It's weird.

This is voyeurism at its' finest.

I feel like the guy with the broken leg who stalks their neighbors for entertainment in Alfred Hitchcock's movie "Rear Window" -- If you haven't seen it, you're missing out.

Oh, and every summer is "Lawn Wars" season.  Whoever keeps their lawn the most green and mowed perfectly through the summer wins.  This of course is a silent war.  Pretty hilarious though.

Did I mention that I have no life?

TGIF...?

It's Friday night:  A glimpse into Amy's weekend.

1) Get Domino's delivered and eat with my little brother.

2) Cruise Netflix, add quite a few movies to my queueueueue (that's what I call it) and proceed to watch Waiting for Superman (which I would highly suggest to all those documentary watchers out there, here's to you).

3) Go in the hot tub by myself.  Why not?  It was beautiful outside.  Except, I just awkwardly sat in there not knowing what the purpose of being in a hot tub alone is.

4)  Dad comes home.  We start a bonfire in the backyard.  Majority of us are asleep by 11:30pm.

6) I'm not, so I look at this puncture wound my dog gave me that I've been so reluctant to admit because I love him so much.  But yeah, turns out it's healing.  However, the skin around it is having an allergic reaction to the constant bandaids being applied and removed.  Plus, there's a major bandaid tan line...which will look great in Mexico ! 

Mexico?!

.....In July I have so many things to look forward to.

Here's the agenda.

July 1-7: My best friend ever (since 2nd grade) will be home.  It's going to be a week full of Keuka Lake, fireworks, Patterson family gatherings, boats, sun, everything that's amazing.

July 11th-ish: I am headed back to Utah for some amazing times.  Roommates, friends, relaxing, NO humidity..Oh and I'm seeing this band called Mury on the 14th.  I know the drummer, and I'm making a shirt that says that to wear to the concert.  So cool, I know (hope you read this :) ).

July 24th-28th:  From Utah, I leave for Puerto Vallarta Mexico!  I am so excited.  It is going to be amazing.  I've been needing a beach vacation like this for so, so long!

If the weekend continues being this eventful, maybe I'll be back on here!

Peace.





OKAY P.S:  So I just checked my traffic feed (recent visitors and how they got to this site).
Apparently if you google "I love peeing my pants" you could be directed to my blog.
Here's to you, visitor from McKinney, Texas.

Too hot.

HI! 

Taz and I last night.  I love when he covers his face with his paws like he can't take life anymore.

It's 90 degrees out and I'm way too hot to do anything today but be lazy.

Last night I had the cutest little old man teach me how to play Euchre.  He was the best.  I still suck.  Sometimes I absolutely love old people.  They can be awesome....For the most part.  

(Exceptions: patients that are a pain in the A-- at the hospital)...Oops.

P.S.  This is what I've been listening to all day.  Remember the girl in that one song that kills my ears to this day (because it was so overplayed), "Somebody That I Used to Know"?  Well this is the girl featured in it.  She is 22 years young and is pretty freaking talented.  This song makes me want to dance like the white girl I am.

I'm on a boat!!

So....I took part in a cardboard boat regatta on Saturday.

It was AMAZING.

I was just expecting a peaceful little outing with my dad and his girlfriend when I came across some long lost friends from high school.   I was SO pumped to be social (you have no idea how bored I've been since I've come home).  

They invited me onto their cardboard boat -

  Let me explain.  Every group that participates in this regatta has to build a boat made solely out of cardboard and duct tape.  You have to try to make it around a harbor without sinking.

We were half-submerged the whole time.  But we made it without sinking-- A true miracle.

Usually, it takes months to make these boats.

The group that made the boat I was on spent 69 minutes.  It was basically a raft.

Oh, and you can use paddles - They forgot those.  So we were using legs, arms, and flip flops to move this boat (by we I mean them...I was the laziest one.  I'd like to call myself the mascot). 

Mascot/MVP of the raft.  AKA the one who did no work and was the keeper of the shoes.  I was bad at that.

 I'm pretty sure we were the boat that took the longest---35 minutes to make it around a short little harbor.   It was an absolute miracle that this cardboard boat/raft did not sink or fall apart.

OH and then I was invited onto another one.  Such a freaking privilege to ride two of these boats.  This one probably took months.  It had a dance floor in the middle (no joke), and 40 of us made it without sinking.  Not even close to sinking.  I think that boat broke the record of most people on it.

Then I got to enjoy being on a real boat.  It was so beautiful out!! 

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Yay so that was my weekend.  

Gorges.

(No, I didn't spell gorges wrong)

First thing's first: My car/baby finally, finally arrived!!  Praise the car transport Gods.  Actually, I'd rather not because they suck.  I had a panic attack thinking my car was missing on Monday, since it was supposed to arrive on Friday and I couldn't get ahold of them.  All that matters is my lovely Honda Accord made it's voyage to New York, still has it's Utah license plates and is getting awkward looks from everywhere.

So, this is where I'm from.  Well, this is 20 miles away...But still.  How beautiful is this?  Come visit Watkins Glen gorges, you won't be disappointed.  I was so surprised at how many tourists were there when I visited yesterday.  It was a gorgeous day, I climbed about a million stairs, and it was totally worth it.  Except I really wanted to jump in the water after all those stairs.   

And, below is about 40-ish miles from where I live.  The wineries, vineyards, Seneca Lake, Geneva.  My dad had Tuesday off.  It was a rainy day, but it was still just as gorgeous as ever.  And we went shopping at the Geneva outlets.  I saved $100 at the J. Crew factory outlet (compared to the real store).  I pretended I was still a college student so I'd get an extra 15%, too.  Oh and I accidentally ended up in the Coach outlet.  I only spent $40 for a sweet wallet.  

Tip of the day: You always gotta keep that college ID on hand...You never know when it will come in handy.  Don't be afraid to lie that you're still a student.  After all, the majority of us are in debt with student loans, right?

This was taken at Wagner Vineyards.  Oh, and that's my dad in the above picture.  I know, we look nothing alike right?

Okay, off to lunch with my brother.  Who is now a senior in high school....How did this happen.

Running Away!

Today was a bad day.  I forgot how much I hate humidity.  How am I ever going to get a tan here without a pool?  First world problems.

I thought about running away from home today, as a 24-year old.  A friend told me that when you're 24, this is defined as "moving".  No, I like the term 'running away' better.

 I've got it all planned out:  

1.  Move to Aruba.

2.  Braid hair for the rest of my life.

3.  Hope to God I don't get kidnapped.

Note: Did I mention I don't know how to braid hair? (I'm such a girly girl)...  I'll figure it out.

I started feeling better while looking at a collage that Nichole (my BFF) gave me for my 18th birthday.  

These are a few of my faves:

I was so cute, I know.  That right upper picture of me though..Brownie Girl Scout forever.

I love this middle picture of me in the middle...Story of my life.

P.S. Thanks to everyone who has been reading my blog lately...You are all cool.

And I'm sorry if this comes across as a Negative-Nance blog.  I swear I can be fun sometimes.

Utah Memz.

I just had a dream about my blog...So I guess maybe it means I should write in it.

I'm home.  Home-home, home sweet Horseheads.

I cried on the flight to New York.  I realized I did the same exact thing on my flight to Utah.  I was scared then, and I'm way scared now.  It doesn't help that I'm a crier.

My roommates...Oh, my roommates who have gotten me through so much.  Sherra, Megan, Natalie, and the newest addition Cassie.  I love them and miss them so much already.

Left to right:  Me, Gillette (not a roommate but a cutie), Natalie, Sherra and Megan.

My last full day in Salt Lake consisted of 100% amazingness.  We went to the gay pride parade which I thought was going to be a bust compared to NYC's pride parade, but it was SO great.  So much fun.  A little bit too hot outside for my liking, but when the sun shines there is happiness.  Did I mention it is supposed to rain all week here?  And I'm wearing a sweatshirt..And I'm not happy about that.

Sunny day, Pride Parade drag queens.

I rode the trax for the first time (Utah's public transportation system, kind of reminded me a train on the streets. Weird) with Megan.  I got a little tour of the ghetto of Salt Lake...Who knew.  Then Megan and I possibly got heat stroke.

Then we had a lovely little impromptu gathering at the house.  We laughed and laughed.

 I loved every second of Sunday.  But it made it way harder to leave.

Free hugs in a weirdo alleyway.  Seems normal.  (Hilary, me and Cassie)...I know I look pregnant.  I'm not.

I don't even want to talk about the flight...Or flights, since it took me 3 planes to get to home.  I did come home to dutch meatballs and spaghetti, though.  Thanks mom.  And I got to sleep with Taz last night.  He snored on my chest.  It was the cutest thing ever, except he sprawls out on my bed like he owns it.

Here is to the amazing memories.....Just some pictures from the past couple of months that I haven't shared on here yet.

Brunch at Gracie's downtown:  Erika, Megan, Sherra, and Shannon.  This was a perfect day/night...That led to a bonfire blowout.  The guys literally built the pit in 5 minutes flat.  And it was a great pit, considering the circumstances.

Sherra, Cassie and I loved to be lazy.  That day, we cuddled in Sherra's bed all day...With our sunglasses on.  Silliest day ever.

Cassie, Natalie and I being the most amazing roommates ever and visiting our favorite establishment and favorite Hooters girl, Sherra.

So many more I need to put up here.  I miss everyone so much already.

I'm coming back soon though...Promise.

Positivity (+)

This week, I've decided that:

I'm the messiest person alive.

I'm a borderline-hoarder.

I sleep way too much.

I think my curly hair is silly.

I miss my best friends from high school. (Nichole, Marissa, Steph, Roni, etc etc)

I will miss my girlfriends here in Utah so much.

I don't want to grow up.

I'm still a tiny teenager living in a 24-year old's body.  (why do I love that song 'Call Me Maybe'?  Decision not yet made).

Oh, and I'm the biggest procrastinator of all time.

See? I can be positive sometimes!

This video gem was taken on my birthday in April (if you haven't already figured it out, since I say it a million times)...Featuring Me, Jaxx and Megan.

"...And it's not even my birthday..."  Did I just end this post with a Rihanna quote...Why yes, yes I did. Am I proud of this?  Nope.