how to lose your virgin lips.

Mmmmmm I love me some whacky first kiss stories! And if you do too, then this post will be the perfect treat for us both!
You know my sister and her husband were eachother's first kisses.Kinda cute!
Tay and I....were not.
But we were eachother's first kisses that counted!
Anyway, my cute, hilarious, and amazing friend, Brielle (LOVE her!). Is taking over my blog today!
And does she have a first kiss story for you!
So, here ya go!
Brielle, from mr. d & me:
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oh, hi guys! my name is brielle & i hang out in a corner of the blogosphere commonly referred to as mr. d & me. it's a jolly good blog about marriage, the crazy college life, pinterest finds, and of course, my awesome husband, mister d and our life together so far.  he is an engineering intern at a local firm, and i spend my days doing mindless secretarial work from home.  we both rock at being students aka we stay up too late & do our homework last minute.

even though we {mostly he} work hard, we play hard too.  we have been married a grand total of 8.37 months and have already had a plethora of adventures together. like that one time our apartment building caught on fire after just a week of being married, or when he became a man again, not to mention our recent awesome vacation to the blessed land of disney.  life's a party, yo.

so, enough about my happy couple life. let me share with you a not-so-happy story. {don't worry, it's not about mr.d & me}. this is the tragic story of my super romantic first kiss.

[a small fact you should know before you dive in: i grew up in a funeral home, so when i refer to casket rooms & the mortuary, it's not as creepy.]

 moving on.

february 17, 2006:

i was fourteen. i had a boyfriend that was quite reminiscent of a hobbit who lived in a town about fifty miles up the mountain. i hardly knew him.  he was approximately five inches shorter than me. what was i thinking?

although i had almost kissed boys before, i still had what we call "virgin lips."

he was in town for a couple hours & i said i would give him a tour of my house. we made it as far as room #1: the casket room. i was standing there admiring a pink little number with roses when BAM!

surprise! he practically had to jump to reach my mouth, and i'm 79% our braces locked for a minute because my mouth was open. so. awkward.

he then asks, "uhhh, did you wanna try that again?"

"no thanks."

he left me with a box of chocolates and went home. 

unfortunately, we dated  another three months.

fortunately, we never kissed again.

how's that for romantic? nothing like a little braces-locking action while surrounded by coffins!

hopefully you don't judge me too much for sharing that story & still like me enough to stop by the blog and visit! 

the case of the missing rico

We've been hamster sitting for my sister.

She has an adorable, sweet hamster named Rico.

Well, this morning my sister woke me up with 

"I know you're sleeping, but Rico is missing! So if you hear any scratching.."

I got up to help the search.
Unfortunately, there was a very pessimistic cloud over our efforts.
Why?
Because of this:

this is my cat, Scamp.
He's seriously 20 pounds or so and loves to eat...EVERYTHING..
including hamsters.
:(
The carpet was all shredded by the door of Rico's bedroom...
(aka the room his cage is in)
He must have escaped.
So, my sister and I got on all fours and began to play
Where would I go if I was a lil' hamster.
we crawled throughout the entire house.
We looked under everything.
We looked in everything.
 We looked over(?) everything.
But after an hour of searching, we came to the sad conclusion..
He must be inside our big, fat, kitty.
We dumped some food on the floor just in case, and gave up.
Eventually, my aunt came over, and my little cousin was NOT okay with giving up.
He NEEDED to find Rico.
So, his mom took a whack at it, and guess what?
After less than one minute,
She found him!

he was in the bottom drawer, right under his cage.
:)
It was quite the happy celebration!
Also, I get married in exactly 1 month!

my REAL new job

Remember when I got a new job?

And it wasn't real?

Well.

NOW I GOT A REAL ONE!

Meet Miss Kolie, the new sales associate at

Halftees Kiosk!

Halftee? What's a halftee?

Oh, only the best clothing invention ever! ...next to heels.

See?

But Kolie, why not just wear a regular tee for layering?

Because if you got a closer fitting dress or shirt and you wear a cami/t-shirt under it, you KNOW what happens.

Yep. Bunching.

And who wants to constantly reach inside their dress or shirt to adjust their underthings??

NOT me.

It's also a heck of a lot cooler!

No hassle :)

I really do love them, and I'm not just saying that cause I work there.

We also have sexy lace..

Anyway, my first day was today.

Can I get a "whoot whoot"??

I had a ton of fun, and my manager bought me a huge DC! 

(diet coke, abbreves help me keep up with the times...mosdef totes)

Thanks for your help and prayers!

Y'all rock!

What's that smell? It's getting stronger....ohhhh

It's the smell of a GIVEAWAY.

I've got a lot of reasons to celebrate now!

over 70 followers now!

(LOVE you all)

AND a new job!

If you want a slice of giveaway action, email me asap! :)

timelesslove50@gmail.com

:D

his&her q&a

my friends :)  we and serendipity and love the grows have started hosting a supa' cool link up: his & her q&a. 

 the idea is that they list ten questions every week & you and your significant other get to answer them. (I copied at pasted that sentence from mr. d &me....stop judging.)

Taylor and I aren't married YET, but I figure we're close enough...
Forgive our inappropriate selves.

What will your firstborn daughters name be?

His: Easy. I’ve had this name pegged for my firstborn (who will be a girl) for like years.

Quinn (my middle name) then (insert wife’s first name) Rios.

So it will be Quinn Nikole Rios 

Hers: Bam. That was an easy question. It’s my soon-to-be-name backwards! And our first child WILL be a girl.

What is your biggest shopping pet peeve? 

His: Hahaha my biggest shopping pet peeve is when I wanna go shopping, and my bank account won’t let me.

Hers: Which is every day. My biggest pet peeve is when stuff I want doesn’t fit.


If you could have any single superpower what would it be and why?

His: I have many superpowers already, one being the ability to be incredibly sappy and just overload my baby girl with sugar.

Hers: He’s so cute. Mine…would also…be that…plus flying! That way I could carry my sweetheart all the way to the perfect honeymoon ….every single night.

If you got a life-supply subscription to any magazine what magazine would you choose? 

His: Probably 2 magazines: Comso to find my best position and Sports Illustrated, not ESPN, cuz ESPN is a lil too kiddish and Sports Illustrated is just straight up awesome.

Hers: Ooh! All of them. Every magazine. Especially cosmo. Same reason as Tay….kinky.

What was your favorite subject in elementary school (recess and lunch don't count)?

His: My favorite subject was choir cuz my “girlfriend” was in it and I sat right next to her. Don’t be sad or mad, baby. I don’t even remember her name. Melissa something…maybe. But probably not. Anywho, yeah. I was a baller.

Hers: What?! Nerd. My favorite was Drama and English, because I freaking rocked at both.

You just scored $5. What do you spend it on?

His: Easy! Dollar theater! We sneak in our sodas and bring our refillable popcorn bucket that they forgot to take the tab off of 

Hers: If we both had 5..we’d share it..so ten! SO we’d get junior mints and crunch clusters too.

What were your thoughts when you first met your other half?

His: Define met… When I saw a picture, I was like, “She’s got great legs. Aww yeah!” But in person, I was seriously thinking, “Dang she is beautiful. I’m gonna make this girl my wife.”

Hers: Awww J I thought: He is so sexily brown. I will have him. I was quite shy too…I just really wanted to impress this guy. He’s an angel and I knew it at first sight.

If you could punch a company/business in the face who would you want to punch?

His: Haha!!! Alterra for screwing me over!! You hear that, Kyle and Vess??? TOOOLS!!!!!

Hers: Haha!!! VESS! YOU ARE A TOOLBAG STINKY FACE. (but we forgive you, because we’re better than that..and you) I would also punch Alterra again.

Favorite classic Disney princess?

His: OHHHHH!!! The foxy fox off of Robin Hood! Lady Marian!!! Mmm yeah she foxy.

Hers:  :(

If you could reincarnate into any animal after you die what animal would you want to be?

His: A giraffe, so I can still be with my baby girl. Either that, or a puppy dog and be everyone’s best friend!

Hers: I would be a giraffe too! Obviously my sweetheart knew that beforehand  We would be in giraffe puppy love.

stubborn sunday: charity

Yep. Finally, I'm getting around to why my blog is what it is.

"Stubbornly Delighted"

It's kind of like....there are things in life that I believe we can be stubborn about..or should.

There are things I'm very stubborn about, but not necessarily in a bad way.

So, today is the first Stubborn Sunday.

I want to share something that I feel one should be stubborn about every week.

I'm sure you will disagree with some of my thoughts, and feel free to say so!

:)

Today, I want to talk about my desire to be stubbornly charitable.

Everyone needs charity at some point in their life.

They need a helping hand, but too often do people ignore those in need.

And no, I don't mean literally ignore.

The other day, Tay and I gave a ride to a girl walking down the street.

It was HOT. And she was very grateful.

I'm really glad I asked her if she wanted one, but what if she said no.

I did my part. I offered, if she said no, that's not my fault, I'm still charitable....not.

I decided that's not true.

Saying "is there anything I can do for you?" doesn't mean all that much.

You haven't actually done anything.

 .....

I guess what I'm getting at, is that charity as the world defines it is not charity to me.

"Donating to charity" helps a lot..I'm sure,

but personally, I don't think that's nearly enough.

Saying, "Can I help you?" is not an empty phrase.

When I ask people that, I mean it, but I didn't do anything. Not yet.

Whenever people ask me that, I can think of plenty of things! 

My kitchen is a mess, I can't afford this or that, I need this..

But I just say

"Thank you for asking. I'm fine"

And whenever I ask that question, that's the answer I get.

So, just do it.

Surprise someone by picking up some clothes.

Clean up something for someone.

Be polite.

Smile.

Offer a ride to  a stranger.

Give a homeless person some groceries.

just DO IT.

Don't talk about it...cause you ain't helping no one.

 

Help Jaceland

There are many etsy shops out there.

Not gonna lie, this is what happens when I usually look at an Etsy shop.

Hey that's cool, I could totally make that.

And then I definitely don't buy and definitely do make it.

But there's some shops that have that WOW factor.

Introducing Jaceland!

Jacie is adorable :) 

Hear her out!!:

 

hey you guys! 

i have 87 sales at my etsy shop, JACELAND!

i need your help to get to 100 by the end of the month! :)

in order to do so, i'm offering 15% off your entire purchase until i get to 100!
use code SUNSHINE15

this doesn't mean that YOU have to buy something, but if you could help me spread the word, i'd be very VERY grateful! 

ways YOU could help:

***buy something***

***say a prayer***

***repost this to your blog***

***offer my site to someone else looking for a gift***

AND

***other stuff i can't think of***

 

Wanna see some of my favorite products?!

I thought so.

 

Isn't she just adorable??

Visit Jaceland now!

(Because the prices freaking rock AND she just gave y'all a discount!)

quit your cursing

I used to cuss.

I used to cuss up a cluster cuss of a cussing cuss storm.

But then, I started going to a church that doesn't like the whole...cuss thing.

AND I fell in love with someone who really really doesn't like the whole cuss thing.

So, I stopped the whole cuss thing.

Unfortunately, I can't get the inappropriateness out of my system. 

Well, I can.

But like, the other day, Taylor and I wanted to invent a game involving some real old tennis rackets.

I created a name for the game that innocently combined:

Tennis, Taylor, and Nikole.

.........

one day, maybe I'll mature a little bit.

Until then, I'd like you all to know, that even with my immaturity,

I fell in super big time love with the sweetest guy ever.

He laughs at all my dumb jokes, and all the stupid things I say

(I hardly ever think before I speak..)

Last night, I fell asleep on the floor.

This morning, Taylor came over to grab something before work.

He lifted me off the floor and carried me to my bed :)

He tucked me in all cozy.

I love him.

I love the cussing cuss out of him!

I cussing love him so cussing much!

:)