The Queen B

Spillin' It

Thank you so much for all of your questions the other day when I was desperate.  You asked some great stuff.

I will answer a few at a time, so as not to bore you to death.

Instead, I'll just bore you to near-death.

Ok.  The first question is from Jenny.  She asked what my ideal job would be.

My dream job would be to own a little homespun bakery.  It would be the cutest bakery you've ever seen.  And it would smell divine.  I would bake what I wanted and display it beautifully.  When I ran out of what I made for the day, I would close.  

However.

Apparently you have to get up at, like, 4 a.m. to have a bakery.  

And I'm not down with that.

My more realistic ideal job would be in marketing.  My favorite type of work has been figuring out how to get a certain product to captivate a certain audience.  I would love to change it up a bit and work in sports marketing.  I would help athletes market themselves by defining their image and then we'd sell it to the fans.

That would so rock.

(I bet that surprised you a bit.)

(I am a complex girl.)  

But this is not all about me.  I want to know your ideal job! Either leave it in the comments or blog about it.  

Now I'm going to go bake some cookies and watch a little NASCAR.

The Best I Have to Offer

Priorities:

1. Get the NASCAR grime off of myself.
2. Get some sleep.
3. Unpack.
4. Cry over my hair.
5. Blog.

It is 12:17 a.m. and I've just gotten home and I think I have tire residue in my hair.

I'll give you the skinny on the weekend later today.

If you want to send good thoughts for hair growth my way it would be much appreciated.

Johnny Cool is dead to me.

It's That Time Again

Guess where I am going this weekend?

HERE!!

Woo Hoo!!

Some of you might recall my slight obsession with NASCAR.

I'll ask you again...don't judge.

We all have our things.

The King left for Dallas yesterday. He had to do some work stuff.

The Princess and I are driving to Dallas with my dad today.

We are forcing my football-loving dad to endure the motor racing.

It should be interesting.

I will also be making a return visit to Johnny Cool. And wow. Do I need it. My hair is B. A. D.

I need some help. Which hairstyle do you think is the cutest?

Or are those all the same haircut?

Queen Mother sent this to me.

She wants me to wear my hair like that.

I don't know. I wonder what Johnny Cool will think?

I am also really excited about going to Anthropologie. I'm hoping that The King and my dad will take The Princess to a movie and I can have 2 uninterrupted hours in the store.

A girl can dream.

NASCAR, Johnny Cool and Anthropologie: A Perfect Weekend.

This Could Possibly Be A Fantabulous Weekend

This weekend has the makings of being pretty great. But I hesitate to get too hopeful...you know, the best laid plans and all. I am getting excited, though.

Before I tell you why I am cautiously really worked up, let me first give props to The King.

What a fabulous Valentine's Day gift! Hello? Butterfinger! I will chase them with my favorite Zone bars to make them a little healthier. Then I can freshen my chocolate breath with my favorite Orbit Bubblemint gum. I can make my daily list on my favorite index cards and that list can tell me to go to Sonic Happy Hour with my new Sonic card! Happy Day!!

Now, all that would make for a pretty terrific weekend. But. The REAL reason I'm, ahem, geared up?

THE DAYTONA 500!!!

Woo Hoo!

For those of you that don't get it, I'll see you back on Monday.

For those of you that get it--are you SO excited? I am about to bust.

I'm already really into it. My driver is starting 3rd and is 2 for 2 at Speedweeks!! (Seriously, if you are not a fan, you are not going to understand or like this post. See you Monday. Or tomorrow for a new recipe. Unless I am too excited and forget to post one. )

My dad bought me a Fantasy Racing team and I am obsessing over it. I may have to post my choices later this weekend to get your thoughts (the 2 of you who are still reading).

I may have already lost my readers.

If anyone is left, leave me a comment and tell me who your favorite driver(s) is(are) because I'm silly and think it will be fun to know who you are cheering for.

Or if you finished reading out of pity, you can leave me a comment, too. (Hello, mother.)

Woo Hoo! It is Daytona!!!

*disclaimer: though i am a serious nascar fan, i do not: a) have a mullet; b) drink beer; c) have a child named after a racecar driver or his sponsor. in case you were wondering.