Sunday, June 17, 2012

Five Things My Daddy Taught Me

Everything I've learned from my daddy so far:

1. All those years growing up, a girl's dad always talks about how he's going to threaten.. ahem.. "warn" his little girl's date, boyfriend, or any male that comes within 100 feet of his baby girl. He is not joking, people. My freshman homecoming, freshman prom, and junior prom all started with my wonderful date coming to pick me up from my house, and my dear father saying, "You know.. I have a gun in my closet.. and I know where you live.." Ahem. Let me clear a few things up. 1) That gun is a bajillion years old and they probably don't even make bullets for it anymore. And 2) Of COURSE he knew where they all lived.. THEY WERE HIS STUDENTS! Awkward.

2. One of the most important things to have in life is a sense of humor. My dad is always laughing, that's for sure. He laughs at my jokes, he laughs when I make fun of my mom, and he ALWAYS laughs when I ask for money. I think he's confused about when I'm joking and when I'm serious.

3. For years my dad has been bribing me to do things by saying, "Just think of that beautiful wedding dress I'm going to buy you one day!" When I would make fun of him or not want to do something he would say, "That's $100 off of your wedding dress! I hope your future husband likes potato sacks.. because it looks like that's what you'll be wearing!" So, what did I learn from this? If a man bribes you with money or a pretty dress, do whatever he says! Thanks, Daddy! [I kid.. I kid.. :)]

4. If you do something you love, you will always be happy. For example: I LOVE eating ice cream.. I LOVE giving my parents gray hair.. and I LOVE picking on my little sister. Ya know, this man is a lot smarter than I thought. ;)

5. The day of my graduation, my school had a senior luncheon. I knew teachers did skits, but I was NOT prepared for my dad to walk onto the stage. You know those dreams teenage girls have about their parents embarrassing them in front of the whole school? I had spent all 4 years of my high school at the school my dad taught at and never had to worry about that.. until my senior luncheon. My dad and his band director friends used their musical talents and came up with a song. The title? "If You Touch My Daughter You'll Meet Jesus Tonight." I truly couldn't make this up if I tried. The moral of the story: my daddy will always keep mean boys away from me.. or any boy, apparently. No worries about that wedding dress, because it looks like after that skit I will be FOREVER ALONE. didn't really think I was making that up, did you?
I really wish it was only 30 seconds long, but that's just a clip. It was at least a 3 minute song. It had more than one verse. And a chorus. And ACTUAL SHEET MUSIC. I couldn't have just been blessed with a boring engineer for a dad, huh?

But all embarrassing moments aside, I'd say I'm a pretty lucky girl. Everyone always tells me how great of a band director he is, but what they don't know is that he's an even better dad. Happy Father's Day, Dad. You will always be the only man I let call me a vegetable, and I love you as far as the number line goes.

Love, your Sweet Peas

PS- If you are a cute boy and you are reading this, that crazy man is all talk. He's a big softy! Now, my big brother.. well, that's another story for a different day. :)

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Fifty Shades of Summer.

Hi, my sweet blog peeps. :) It's certainly been a while since I gave you all a small dose of my silly life. I didn't realize how long it's been until earlier when I was catching up on all of the blogs I like to stalk. I usually try to keep a general theme in my posts, even though most of them usually have one thing in common: a ridiculously embarrassing story to give you a good laugh and maybe make you feel a little better about your life. I mean, hey.. if you are prone to embarrassing yourself, you might as well learn to laugh at yourself and give others the opportunity to laugh at you too, right? :) I try not to ramble too much or drone on about anything boring. I really started this blog thing for myself, so I forget that people actually read it until I check my blog views or read all of your sweet comments and messages. I just love to write, and have an intense fear of forgetting little things that have happened in my life. By the way, if you see me in person and mention my blog, I'll probably be slightly awkward and just laugh and say lots of, "Umm.. oh.. errr.." because I never know how to respond. What was I talking about? Oh, right.. rambling. :)

Anyway. I don't really have a general theme for this one. It's kind of just a dump of everything that's been happening or on my mind lately. Ever since I got home from school at the beginning of May, I've felt like I've been on the playground monkey bars. Swinging from one event to the next while desperately trying to hold on to every perfect moment (in monkey bar form) without losing my grip and falling off. So how about we switch it up and do bullet points this time! Sound good? Well, it doesn't matter.. because it's my blog. I call the shots. Duh.

  • First of all, I have to brag a little bit. My big brother graduated from the University of Virginia with a Bachelor of Science in Commerce. I flew up a few days early and had the best time with JT and Karley! I love it up there. Anyway, in just two short years JT accomplished more than some people do in 4 or 5 years. Or ever. He was president of the McIntire Commerce Group and receive the 21 Society Award for achievement and leadership. It was given to only 21 4th years.. out of like, 6000. It's a HUGE honor and I am so proud! Although, if you know JT, none of this should surprise you. :) He starts his new job in August, so he and Karley will be moving there later this summer. He's a wonderful role model, an even better big brother, and the greatest best friend. Love ya, J!
  •  After our Virginia adventure, JT and Karley came home and the Cacibaudas were off to Disney World yet again! It was my 17th time this year, and it truly never gets old. Each trip is a new adventure. This year we took on Disney World with a side of tropical storm rain. It didn't matter though, we still had a blast! We even ate lunch inside Cinderella's Castle with the princesses again. Never underestimate the power and determination of Rose Cacibauda. Thanks, mom. :) If you want to do Disney right, do it with the Cacibaudas. We are pros. 
  • Our Disney trip ended quickly and we were slammed back into reality. An online biology class, student loans, and no one to tell you to have a magical day every five minutes. I'm on a very annoying hunt for a job, because the one I had fell through. Gag. 
  •  I'm a Cacibauda, so I'm programmed to HATE when things change. Obviously this has always been and will always be a problem, but it's an even bigger problem when you're in college. Why? Because nothing stays the same. Your weight, your relationships with people, the way your hair looks in the morning. (Okay, actually that last one hasn't changed. My hair is always a mess.) But seriously. If my body wants to be skinny, it needs to stop going all psycho on me. And if you're going to waltz or tango into my life and be a person that I actually give two flips about, stay put. You can't just waltz or tango wherever you please. Do people think they have free will or something these days? I NEED SOME CONSISTENCY, PEOPLE!  Rant over.
  •  Has anyone read Fifty Shades of Grey? Here's my rule about the books I read: if people I know who HATE to read and never read for fun tell me to read a book/series, I usually don't read it. It's usually just a book/series that is temporarily popular and absolutely sucks. Not always, but 98% of the time. Everyone kept telling me to read this book, so I found the pdf online and started reading/skimming. Let me just say that I will never get those few hours of my life back. Christian is SO controlling and awful and psycho. The only thing I liked was Ana's sarcasm. She was funny sometimes. I'll admit that every now and then I would catch myself getting all girly and smiling when Christian was being nice and saying he cared about her and all of that gag-worthy nonsense, but eventually he would stop being nice and I would snap out of it. Just like with boys in real life! Ya know, they don't seem to be that different in books. But seriously. Is there something I'm missing? (Do NOT say, "Oh, Alexa, he loves her! Don't you have feelings?" NOPE. No I do not. Feelings are for people who enjoy that gut-wrenching feeling that comes after the end of something that was temporarily good. Duh.) All it taught me was that girls are idiots and somehow think it's okay to be a half girlfriend/half sex slave to a rich, controlling man that's a smooth talker. We are killing trees so we can publish books like THAT? It would be easier to just tell people to watch some porn. It won't take you as long and we'll be saving the trees. Win/win. If you liked the book, well.. sorry I'm not sorry. There are PLENTY of other fantastic books you could be reading!
Well. That's all I got. If you read all of that, props to you.

Over and out. And have a magical day. :)