No face Generation

I don't usually post photos with the body of my blog but I felt it was appropriate and would remind me of what I am about to rant about. The quote states:

"Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was a tragedy."

How true is that? Think about it. Einstein was a Jewish German who escaped the country by his teeth and went on to be the greatest genius ever known. Marilyn Monroe was abused, grew to be a political whore and is now an icon for beauty. JFK was a strong willed president who took ballsy chances and went out in one of the most public and remember able assassinations.

What about you? What happened to you?

I KNOW what happened to me and here I am using it as an advantage. We all, every human being have gone through something in life no matter how small you may think it is. We all have suffered in some way. Though, I am learning it isn't about the suffer age, but how we come out of it. How we mold the evil happenings to be our own masterpiece. 

Some use this as a motivation for public speaking, some use it as an excuse to be an addict of some sort, others move on and never do anything, when some take it by the balls and make it something great!

How do you use your hurt?

I blog, I exercise, I strive to be more than mediocre, I want to help others like me.

But how does my hurt, hurt me?

I am bitter at times, I have no patience for whiney ass cry babies and sometimes I am harsh.

How does it affect you?

My no face generation; lets STAND and let our pain makes us stronger! Let's be the next Teddy, Eleanor, Cleopatra or hell even John Travolta!

Karma and Sweet Tea

This shall come to no surprise for many people, but I am an angry little girl. I never show it, I hardly express it and only a dear few have actually encountered it.

I sit and think about things and get so worked up! My blood boils, I see red and lord forbid someone speak to me within those milliseconds of my anger. It doesn't last long where I have no control, it's short and brief but can damage.

Majority of the time I just breathe and fight through the red until I am a clear thinking individual then sometimes I STILL put my foot in my mouth. My moma always said I was spitfire. That I am. I spit fire.

Speaking of Karma! You may call it creeping or stalking but honestly it's just curiosity. I get curious! I am so happy in my life and I hope they creep me and see how happy I am.How much better off I am. I like to see their misery. Especially Blake Hasenzahl's. I do not feel bad at all. He deserves to be crushed, scum. Poor girl, had no clue. Now, now not all my exes are scum, just some. lol. Wilder calls ALL his exes cunts and whores, so I am being a tad nicer.

Sweet Tea. I am craving my Granny's sweet tea. Maybe that means I need a night in the country. Go back to my roots for a night and just be Stormy. That would be nice.

I get so caught up in my life as Storm Hunter-professional,asshole,writer,bitcher,best friend, girlfriend,weightloss striver,angry driver etc that I lose that sweet country bumpkin that is deep within me. She needs to shine a little.

My first Vlog!

My life is debt

Being inspired by a close friend's blog and seeing the change in her has inspired me to write about my on endeavors.

Money has never been easy and isn't for anyone. Even millionaires, though that could be argued.

We are given chances in life. Chances to make or break and until recently I have broke. I finally feel like I am making. I am realistic enough to know that life occurrences will come along and tempt me to break, however I will not! Will not, you hear me!

I have goals:

1.New 2013 Ford Fusion

2.Stay true in stabilizing the great relationship I have

3.Lose 50 lb

4.Build my savings to what I feel is great, not good enough

5.Raise my pups and be the best mommy I can be

6.Put my credit in the 700's

7.An education of some sort

All of these are plausible, I just have to realize they won't all happen at once or even in the timely fashion I want them to. So how do I do this?

1.Fix credit and save money

2.Continue to be considerate and loving. Slow down because he is a keeper

3.Stop making excuses and just do it cause I know how to

4.Autodraft and put in when i can

5.Be more attentive and focus on them when I am with them

6.Stay in contact with freecreditscore.com, dispute what I can

7.Seek

I can do this.

My weak moment

Wheweeee.
I don't have a fucking clue if I should say this or any of this. Should I just shut up? Fuck; I am terriried to write this. Fuck, fuck, fuckery, fuck!...FUCK.

.....

I am inlove.

Holy fucking hell.
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shittttt.
I am PRETTY positive he won't be reading this anytime soon, therefore I thinkkkk it's safe to blog this.
I AM FUCKING TERRIFIED, but excited. I haven't felt this emotion since I was a dumb teenager. I think I may be going mad, call me Alice. What am I going to do?
It is way to soon to be feeling this...I think? There is not really manual for this kinda thing.
I mean everyone has their opinion on whats normal and honestly this isn't! May 26th was the fateful day I met the wonderful, kind, delicious Wilder. My man<3 It's August 1.
We made it through the summer...

I'm inlove.

But should I be? I mean rationally it's only been a little over two months. (He swears 3, silly man lol) I mean, I guess everyone goes at their own rate but damn.

I am PRETTY sure its mutual too but to be safe,  I won't fb post this until after it is said.
Damn, I will feel really fucking stupid if something goes wrong. Though; I doubt it will. I am just so god damn happy. All I think about is being with him. We have spent every weekend together and it truly is the best fucking time of my life. He treats me exactly how I want to be treated.

I fucking love Davis C. Wilder, I LOVE HIM. Shit.

Why am I even blogging this? I need to calm down. Calm down and carry on.

but...I dont want to. I want to scream it from the rooftops. (How gay?) Like that Rascal Flatts song.


Ugh. Ok. Ok. Okkkk.
Calm. And. Rational.

Davis came into my life at a very...complicating time. I had just had my feelings smashed by Blake due to the fact that I wouldn't settle for two years then when I did, I got duped. I was communicating with Glenn and just didn't know what I was doing. Davis was in the wings, waiting. Then after my birthday it all seemed to click. He asked me to a simple dinner and everything began. I adore his family, ADORE & they like me! THATS SO AMAZING. After Aaron's crackpot of assholes, it is so refreshing to be with someone who has such a great family that I genuinely love being around. Everyone really likes him and likes us together. It is just sooooo good. Like a fairytale; no not a fairytale-those end.
Just.So.Amazing.
He's a muscian\songwriter and it's sooo fucking sexy. My little Ginger! We're the same height, which I usually don't go for but he just has such a BIG presence. He's the man in the relationship, you know? I love being the little lady. He quit smoking for me, like quit! Who does that? A really fucking awesome guy. Davis is considerate and thinks about me. He takes me out, shows me off, hold my hand and gives me just the right amount of PDA. He just makes me feel alive and loved. LOVED-though he hasn't said, but it's coming. Please God, let it be coming.
 I am able to still be me, be Storm which is so great.
Ugh- I sound like one of those annoying lovebirds.
Hopefully I am not annoying anyone reading but... shit!

I hope to look back, read this and nod while smiling :)