15 reasons why I'm a little bit manly

After a long, stressful two weeks of paint fight mania, Dan, Stef, and myself decided that we really needed massages. At my appointment this morning, I had 90 minutes to ponder my life. At first I started thinking about everything I had to do this week. Then my massage therapist started scratching my head, which felt like heaven. I then came to the realization that every boyfriend I've had loved having their head scratched. And for the most part, I've dated manly guys. So naturally, I associated head scratching with being manly. Then the golden question popped up, "what else makes me like a man?" So here is my list of everything I do and think that makes me like a man. Believe it or not, but its not just the short hair.

15. TVs are important to me. The bigger the TV, the more I respect you. and yes, there is a huge difference between 1080 p and 720 p. Oh and blu ray forever.

14. I'll take guns and cars over love anyday. If I had to choose between an action packed shooting movie where Denzel Washington effs someone up, and some sappy love story, Denzel would win.

13. Beanies are life changing. I own at least 5 beanies and wear them at least 3 times a week. They look good on me.

12. Farting is still funny. But seriously, it is. If you fart in public, I'm usually the one in the back with the red face trying not to laugh.

11. BBQ is God's greatest invention. If I could eat steak, and hamburgers for the rest of my life- sure I wouldn't live long, but I'd be a happy camper. 

10. Sports are not boring. Downloading Scorecenter was one of my better decisions. I check it almost more than Facebook. And my job consists of always being on the Face.

9. Yes, I just called you dude. And you bet bro just came out of my mouth. Stemmed from Southern California toolbags, these two words are the basis of how I address someone. Sometimes, I even use them to begin a story. And not even my poor mother is immune to being dude.

8. Cars. I love cars more than most things on this earth. More than diet coke, and dammit, I love diet coke. One time I went car shopping with my dad (so he could get a new one, as usual) and I ended up in talking about the horsepower in a camaro vs. the horsepower in a challenger with his car guy for at least 20 minutes. I still stand by the camaro's 426 horses and 6.2L engine, by the way. 

7. My goal this summer was to learn to drive manual. Guess what suckas, mission accomplished. 

6. Call of Duty. I like it, and I'm getting pretty dang good at it. 

5. I really enjoy shooting guns. The perk to having a Dad on the police force is that you gain exposure to firearms early on. And you go to the shooting range for cheaper. And I get to look at all his guns. And after all the guns I've shot, I have two words, Sig Sauer.

4. The less I have to do to my hair, the better. Product, blowdry, the end.

3. Shopping is a pain in my butt. If I can order it online, I will in a heartbeat. The mall is packed with too many annoying people that get in my way. I'm all about going in, getting what I need, and getting the freak out of dodge.

2. I dont have tear ducts. Seriously. I dont cry. Crying is annoying. 

1. Whats a relationship? If there is one thing I've learned in my life, its not to get attached. If you decide to do so, get ready to get hurt. And pissed. So I've come up with a better plan. Just dont get invested. Toot and boot it if you must. I wont judge, because I do it too.

So after reading this... wanna go on a date? 

Sike.

im obsessed.

obsessed. obsessed. heck, that doesnt even begin to explain that. 

i cannot get enough of the girliest thing on earth. sparkles. 

i would die if i could find this dress. i neeeed it.

i needed to get that out of my system or i might have exploded.

yours truly,

beks

a seattle winter.

last week i went to seattle. this is what i did.

i was a busy busy bee.

and so happy about it.

I watched my 'sister' marry her best friend.

{shes not really my sister, but she might as well be} 

i was her bridesmaid.

my baby brother was my date {mostly because he was taller than me}

my mom and i were... 

i dont know why we decided these faces were a good idea.

i reunited with my favorite l.a. hipster in the world. 

we posed like the seattlites that we truly are.

isnt she so darling?!

i saw a tower of guitars and got to warp my voice. 

and finally, eighteen hours before i was set to leave, i witnessed one of the greatest, most magnificent things ever.

New Years Eve in right under the space needle. 

Nope, didnt get a New Years kiss. Although some old french guy offered.

According to someone I used to know thats "a taste of real culture."

...uhhh what?

It was so nice to be home for the holidays. I loved being surrounded by those that are closest to me. 

It was especially nice since I don't know when I'll be home next. {San Diego, or Denver might be in the very near future.}

yay life!

yours truly, 

beks

skinny love

or lack there of.

usually i dont vent on here. 

although it is my blog, so i basically get to do whatever i want. 

three 

and three.

those numbers represent the number of friends that have been engaged in the last two days and the number of people getting married in the next week and a half...

what is going on people? why is it that every single person is falling in love, and then here i sit.

alone.

i thought about it and majority of my friends have at least someone.

they're engaged, married, pregnant, getting back with exes, dating boys in different countries, dating multiple boys... the list continues. i thought about it, and i havent had anyone like that in a long while. no person of the opposite sex that i look forward to hearing from all the time, or anyone that gives me butterflies. why?

i hate the whole 'its not your time yet' speech. its so annoying. i dont care if its not my time. can i at least have a filler until it is my time? i've always been the buffer for everyone else, why cant i have one? 

if i end up not getting married until im twenty three, i might shoot myself.

this might happen though, since no one here dates.

no i wont be your 'friend with benefits' and this whole 'i dont see this going anywhere' after a week is a load.

the end. maybe.

yours truly,
beks

its that time of the month again.

okay not that time of month. 

pervs.

its time to see how much my hair has grown in the last 30 days!

i know its only the eleventh, but i looked at my schedule for tomorrow and almost died. 

one day isnt going to make a giant difference...

month two:

visually, i dont see a whole lot of difference, but in person i can.

its all shaggy. 

and shaped like a ski slope. {dang you, thick hair.}

{likes}

its getting longer!! 

this one is big...

I CAN PUT IT IN A PONY

its a nub, i know. but its still there.

{dislikes}

bulk.


yours truly,
beks

winter has offically arrived.

its currently 21 degrees in good ol' Provo with baby flakes of snow.

Il fait froid...

yours truly,

beks

i've been slacking.

I think it is physically and genetically impossible for me to consistently update my blog.

 Its not my fault. 

I blame mother nature...

This time last week, this was my view. 

And I was perfectly okay with it.

Seriously though, I'm so grateful have grown up in Washington. Its such a beautiful state.

The minute I saw those green trees, I was content. 

Then I went back to Utah. It is uuuugly.

{todays activities included}

absolutely nothing. and it was bliss.

oh.

and the gym.

{today i love}

my new mascara {christian dior is an amazing man}

scarves

leather jackets

{today i wish}

for nothing. i am content.

{today i am thinking about}

sydney's surprise... im still really confused.

but apparently something is happening at midnight..

{todays words of wisdom}

people are often unreasonable and self centered. forgive them anyway. if you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. be kind anyway. if you are honest, people may cheat you. be honest anyway. if you find happiness, people may be jealous. be happy anyway. the good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. do good anyway. give the world your best and it may never be enough. give your best anyway. {mother teresa}

{todays recipe}

cinnamon crescent rolls

two cans refrigerated crescent rolls

one stick butter, softened

one half cup sugar

one tablespoon cinnamon

glaze:

one half cup powdered sugar

one teaspoon vanilla

two tablespoons milk

Heat oven to 350°F. In small bowl, combine butter, sugar and cinnamon; beat until smooth.

Separate dough into rectangles. Spread each rectangle with about 2 tablespoons cinnamon 

butter mixutre. Roll up each, starting at the widest side, as you would normally do for crescent rolls. 

Firmly press ends to seal.

Place each cinnamon filled crescent roll onto an ungreased baking sheet.

Bake at 350°F. for 10 to 15 minutes or until golden brown. In small bowl, blend all glaze ingredients, 

adding enough milk for desired drizzling consistency. Drizzle over warm rolls.

yours truly,
beks