Friday, August 29, 2014

And It Continues...

I realized I haven't updated you guys on the whole "My House Is Getting Sold" thing. We were stressing out because the whole thing was very unsure. Were we going to be able to stay in the house? Would we have to move?

After many showings and inspections, they finally found a buyer. And get this. They want us to stay in the house! WOOOOO! (*Cue the gospel music*)


So now the real fun part starts. We've had so many appraisers and termite inspectors and landlords in our house over the past couple of weeks. And it's so annoying!! Mostly because we have to corral all of the dogs and get them out of the house while the people are there doing their thing.

THEN! The other day, I get a phone call from the appraiser who had come to our house last week to take a bunch of photos. Apparently her camera crapped out and she needed to come back to retake all of the photos. (Nooooooo) Luckily, she said I could just take the photos and email them to her. Which I GLADLY said yes to because we wouldn't have to arrange a day for her to come and deal with the dogs and all that craziness. So I took the photos.

I've never been more embarrassed of the state of our house. See, when she came by last week...we knew she was we cleaned our house and did it up real nice for it's photo shoot.

The other night? Our house was back to normal. And normal...ain't pretty.

We had dishes everywhere, dog hair on the floors, and makeup all over our bathroom counters. I felt so uneasy sending her these photos, but it had to be done. And honestly, I was WAY too tired to straighten up before I took them.

Ya know what, though? I don't really care. Our house is LIVED in. I will never understand those people whose houses look absolutely spotless and perfect all the time. It looks like a magazine home. Our house is a normal, everyday home. People live there. I will never have a perfect home. And that's ok.

Who's with me?

(Oh and guess what? They're going to fumigate our house next week, so we get to stay in a hotel with 3 dogs for 2 nights. Good thing I like hotels....and hotel pools :-) )

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Wait...What Day Is It?

I hate when my body thinks it's a day after the real day.....hold on....that was confusing.

Ok, this morning I woke up thinking it was Wednesday. And it's Tuesday. (ok that was better) I HATE THAT! I was stoked thinking I had already made it halfway thru the week. But NO. It's only Tuessssdaaaayyy (I totally said that in my pathetic whiny voice that no one should ever hear).


 In other news, I feel much better today! I stayed up as late as I could last night to keep my sleep schedule on track. I held out til 10:00pm...which was a feat in itself. I woke up this morning rested and ready for my day.

Except that today is Tuesday. Not Wednesday. Ugh....WHY!


Monday, August 25, 2014

Weekend Recap: The Whirlwind Trip

I went home for the weekend, and I'm pretty sure I need an extra couple of days just to recover. It was seriously the craziest weekend ever. I had so many things jam-packed into 2 days. It was insane. Friday, I left work a little early and hit the road to Fresno. I spent the evening chatting with my mom and just hanging out. It was a nice relaxing start to the weekend.

Saturday I was up bright and early to go to an 8 a.m. hair appointment. I went in with the intention to just get a trim and add some highlights. But then I sat down in the chair and said, "Chop it." My best friend, Saprina, is my hairstylist (and she's amazing...go make an appt right now) and she was shocked when I said I wanted it all gone. "Are you sure? I'm gunna cut it. Are you ready? Last chance to back out!" JUST CHOP IT ALREADY!

[Look how flat and boring my long hair was. UGH!]

[I took about 100 mirror selfies....duh]

I absolutely LOVE it. I'm so used to having short hair, that now I feel like ME again. Agh, it's such a good feeling. Especially after these past few months of monotony. I needed a change.
After my hair appointment, I headed down to Hanford to have lunch with my other bff, Megan. I freaking love her. She knew how crazy this weekend was going to be for me, and she knows ALL about my crazy last few weeks, so what does she do? She let me just chill on her couch for an hour and a half. LOVE HER. No crazy plans. No time schedule. Just an hour and a half of peace and relaxation. It was nice to have that small "break" but still be able to hang out and laugh and play with Shepherd.

That night, I headed over to my dad's to have dinner with my family for my Nonnie's birthday. We went to a restaurant in town and I ordered the "special", because honestly, I didn't feel like reading the menu....I was so tired. YOU GUYS. It was the yummiest thing ever!!! And it was gorgeous!

[Fried portobello mushroom, cheesy garlic mashed potatoes, 8 oz New York Medallion, and asparagus, with a side of bleu mouth is still watering]

[Me and my sister with Nonnie and Papa]

[Selfies with Dad!]

[My gaw-geous sister]

[We're extremely attractive.]

It was great hanging out with my family and doing what we all love to I stayed the night at my dad's house that night and went to church with the whole family the next morning.

Sunday afternoon, I headed BACK up to Fresno (I told you this weekend was insane) to celebrate Matty's birthday. We went to a little amusement park and attempted to play mini golf, but then realized it was hot as balls outside. So we called it quits and left. That night, we had tickets to....don't make fun of me....WWE. Yes. Wrestling...the fake kind. It was ridiculous. That's really the only word that can describe this stuff. Ridiculous. Everyone there was SO INTO it. It was so weird. I've never laughed so much in my life.

[I had the best sign in the whole place]

[Julia and her bf Matt]

[Me and Matty at WWE]

I'm not even going to bore you with pictures of the actual "wrestling". Just know, there were lots of extremely buff men, in tiny speedos, "hurting" each other. Use your imagination.

Luckily, the WWE thing was done by 7:30, so I was able to scoot back over to my mom's to go to sleep IMMEDIATELY. Because I had to wake up this morning at FOUR A.M. to hit the road to get to work on time. YUCK. Yea...that drive was super fun. What should have taken me 3.5 hours, took me 5 hours. So stupid. LA is stupid.

I'm so ready for bed. Is it nap time yet? 

Friday, August 22, 2014

Trying Times are Times for Trying

Have you ever felt so overwhelmed with everything in your life that you just don't know what to do anymore? I'm sure we've all been there. Well, right now, I'm there. I spent the good part of last night sitting in my room with tears streaming down my face. I wasn't sad. I wasn't "crying". I was just sitting there. Talking to my mom, with tears falling out of my eyes.

I'm so incredibly overwhelmed and stressed. My job has been insane the past few weeks with everyone getting ready for the new school year. I haven't even had time to take a break or eat my lunch WITHOUT sitting at my desk. It's been crazy. And it's not just me. It's EVERYONE I work with. We're all running around like crazy nonstop. Then after work, I have to go to school for the rest of the evening. Which at this point...I just can't. I can't even. So I've skipped a lot of school (NOT GOOD). I don't even know what to do about that. Every day I leave work so exhausted that I can't imagine doing anything else other than sleeping. So that's usually what I do.

On top of everything else, there's the dating life...which honestly, I don't have time for. So that's officially on the farrrrr back burner. It was toward the front burner for a minute, but I quickly realized that ain't nobody got time for love. Amiright? That alone is exhausting. Meeting guys, going on dates, getting dressed up, finding out they're not the person you want to be with, breaking it off, starting all over. Ugh. I'm tired just typing that out!

Balancing my budget has been an issue lately. I HATE living paycheck to paycheck. I haven't lived like this in many many years...and I do not miss it. Lots of bills have been popping up lately and I'm stressing. It's just one thing after the other. It's like I'm treading water with a 50-lb weight strapped onto me. I can't keep my head above water!

I've been talking to friends and family about everything. THANK GOD FOR THEM or else I'd really lose my sanity. They've been so helpful in more ways than one. Just talking to my mom last night made me feel 50 times better.

For now, my plan is:
1. Sleep whenever possible
2. Quit skipping school
3. SET THE BUDGET and STICK to it.
4. Sleep.

We'll see how well it works out.



Thursday, August 21, 2014

Little Friday Link-Up

I'm co-hosting The Grits Blog's Friday Link Up! Head on over to her blog to say hello! And be sure to join in the link up below and find other great bloggers!

Ash (Follow Here!) // Tori (Follow Here!) //  Denise (Follow Here!)

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Please link-up to whatever you like! 

All that we ask is, if you wish, please follow us via the links above and that you link back to this blog - so that other's can join in and mingle! 

Happy Little Friday Everyone!

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Thursday, August 14, 2014


I don't normally like to talk about my work on my blog (other than the Hilarious Things the Kids Say), but man oh man this week has been insane. Sorry for the radio silence. I've been going non-stop for the last week. We're getting ready for the new school year and it's been utter chaos getting everything in order. I haven't had time to sit and enjoy my lunch, let alone post on my blog.

Just a quick little weekend recap. Last weekend was really chill. Me, my roommates, and a bunch of friends went to the Street Food Cinema to see Pulp Fiction on Saturday. That was a ton of fun, as usual. I don't have any pictures of us there (womp womp) but I do have this picture of Melinda pre-gaming at our house!

[she miiiiight kill me for putting this on my blog. oh well.]

On Sunday, me and Lindsey went to our friend Michelle's wedding in Orange County. Funny story: we left our house with PLENTY of time to get all the way to Orange County, so much time that we decided to stop and grab something to eat along the way. We put the destination in our navigation and hit the road. It wasn't until we almost "arrived to our destination" that we realized we were nowhere NEAR Orange County. Somewhere we went wrong.

We had totally put the wrong address in the navigation. Whoops! By the time we realized this and put the CORRECT address in the navigation, we were about an hour away from where we needed to be. Which meant, we would probably (most definitely) miss the ceremony. :( Luckily we made it in time for "I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride". Ohhhhh well.

At least we made it in time for the best part: THE RECEPTION! And free mimosas!!

[Lindsey caught the bouquet....uh oh!]
I can't wait for this weekend. This week has been exhausting, and I can't wait to just relax. Luckily I don't  have any crazy plans this weekend. So I actually can RELAX. WOO!

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Hi! I'm Denise.

I've noticed I've got quite a few new followers over here, so I figured I'd do a little introductory post. I figured all of you followers that have been here a while might want to get to know me a little better as here goes!

Hi!! I'm Denise. I started The Lovely Bohemian what feels like forever ago, back when this blog was actually called "Denise: Uncensored". I changed my blog name back in 2012. "The Lovely Bohemian" just felt This blog has been a place for me to write about my day-to-day happenings. I want to kind of use this space as a time capsule. I love looking back on old posts and laughing at the great times I've had. (Like this one and definitely this one)

[The time my sister tried to throw my mom in the pool, and my mom pulled her in too]

[Summer baseball games with my sister]

I was born and raised in a small town in CA called Hanford. No one's ever heard of it, and honestly, you're not missing out on much. It's a town full of cows and farmland. I loved growing up in the small community, but when I got a little older, I slowly realized that Hanford was not where I wanted to be in the long run. I attempted to break free by moving to Fresno after high school (about 45 mins north of Hanford), but I ended up moving back to Hanford after a couple years because I was offered a fantastic job at Lakeside Elementary School. I was there for over 5 years. Yikes.

[Storybook Character Day at Lakeside School: Willy Wonka and Violet Beauregarde]

I couldn't stand it. I loved my job. I loved my friends. I loved living so close to my entire family. But it just wasn't me. I am not "Hanford". My mom always joked that I was such a "city" girl. I've always had bigger plans for my life, which involved getting out of Hanford and becoming my own person. I never felt like I could truly be ME when I lived in Hanford. There was always someone there to judge or say that I couldn't do that. It was such a downer.

[My dad helped me move. Love him...]

In June 2013, I took the plunge and moved to LA. It was the craziest thing I'd ever done. I decided one day that I wanted to move to LA, I started to plan, and visited as often as I could to get acquainted with the area. Luckily my cousin and his wife lived down here, so I always had a reason to come to LA. I began to make friends and found 2 girls that wanted me to be their roommate. It was the perfect way to transition.

[One of the many weird texts we'd send each other before moving in together]

Since moving to LA, I've had the best times of my life. I've made more memories in this past year than I have in the past 10 years. I absolutely LOVE my roommates. I've had plenty of roommates in my lifetime, but I've never gotten along with a roommate as well as I get along with Lindsey and Melinda. Even when we do have spats (I call it "spats" because they aren't even fights...they're so small and stupid) we all get over it so quickly. It's awesome.

[Santa Monica Pier - Summer 2014]

I'm so happy where I'm at in my life right now. I'm so glad I dove in head first and didn't chicken out of moving. I'm a completely different person now than I was a year ago. I'm finally ME...I'm finally Denise.

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