Does this make me an adult?

The past few days I’ve felt like I’ve been constantly shitted on. No matter how hard I try, no matter how nice I am, someone has something hateful to say. Ya know what, fuck that.

Stop being an asshole to people. Stop making people feel like they don’t matter. Stop talking about people behind their backs. Stop being a jerk, just stop.

I decided I was going to come home from work and drink vodka cranberries– lots of vodka, splash of cranberry.

Here’s where the magic happened… I resisted. Instead of drowning myself in cheap vodka, I had frozen yogurt with chocolate chips. Does this make me an adult? I feel like it does.

Still might turn to the vodka.

Blaire 💛


Leave him.

I saw this meme on the internet today and i loved it. It’s 100% accurate. Women do this all the time. They know he hasn’t changed and they still go crawling back. WHY. If there’s any doubt about the man you’re seeing, WALK AWAY. Matter of fact, SPRINT AWAY. Don’t waste your time on a scrub.

I sent this meme to my friend because I thought it would empower her….. instead, she sent me a text back that said, “well, the couple in the photo looks happy.” Y’all, she’s serious.

Can’t teach these women anything.


Blaire 💞☀️


What’s in the cookies?!

Today I went over to my parent’s house for dinner. This is a rarity, so they really tried to make it nice.

When i walk into the house, I see fresh baked peanut butter cookies on the stove. YUM. Without asking, i dig right in. The cookies are slap-your-grandma delicious! I can’t get enough of them. Once I’m about 3 cookies deep, my brother starts laughing. He’s like, “hahaha, mom, tell her what’s in them.”

And I’m immediately livid because I’m thinking they put something real stupid in these cookies. I tell them that I will be pissed if they put weed in the cookies because i have a real job that simply isn’t cool with that.

They continue to laugh & my mind continues to race. What the heck is in these cookies??

Apparently, they ran out of milk when making the cookies and decided to add Dunkin’ Donuts creamer instead. No harm, no foul. The cookies were delicious.

I hope they run out of milk from here on out.

Blaire 🍪


New Years Resolutions

I’m the type of person that enjoys hearing other people’s New Years Resolutions. I like reading them, I like cheering for you, and I like judging you too.

I have two resolutions for myself:

1) Obtain defined abs. Nothing crazy. I don’t want a six-pack, and I don’t want to look anywhere near manly. Just zero tummy flab.

2) Ride a horse on a trail. I’ve never ridden a horse before & I feel cheated.

Do you have any resolutions for 2018? I’m all ears.

Waiting for your posts,

Nosey Blaire ❄️💜


New Year Eve Party Anxiety

I’d never tell anyone this, but I get anxious when I think about going to a party without my husband or another trusted male. So weird, I know. My 73 best girl friends can be going to the party, but if my husband or a trusted male isn’t there, I’m still uncomfortable.

No, nothing ever happened. No, I don’t know why. It has just always been this way for me. Daddy issues? Shit, maybe.

I’m currently debating texting one of my trusted male friends to see if he’s going to be at the party. He will absolutely think it’s weird that I’m reaching out to him but I don’t care because it’ll put my mind at ease.

Yes, I get this is ridiculous. I’m a work in progress. Hate it or love it, this is how I act.

I’ve made Jell-O shots and buffalo chicken dip for the party. Let’s face it, i know how to have a great time.

Love me even though I’m crazy?

Blaire ❤️❤️❤️


The best panties, ever.

Y’all, Victoria Secrets has done it again! They have created a flawless pair of panties. & I made sure to put them at the top of my Christmas list! They are called “PINK No Show Cheekster.”

They are comfortable, attractive and seamless. What more could I want out of a pair of panties?

Trust me, go buy a pair. You’re a dude? No problem– buy a pair for the woman in your life. They will appreciate you.

My bottom is so darn comfy.

Blaire 👑


Marry Me.

I’m currently obsessed with Thomas Rhett’s song “Mary Me.” The first time I heard it, i almost cut it off. Who wants to listen to a song about the perfect dream wedding? Not me. Barf.

As I reached to change the radio station, I heard the line “but she don’t wanna marry me” and I feel right in love.

The song plays on the fear of so many of us– the love of your life marrying someone else. I lived for years with this exact fear. I feared I’d end up alone & my ex would live happily ever after married to Mrs. Right.

I encourage you to get on YouTube & listen to the song. It’s nothing short of amazing.

Oh, and for the record, I didn’t end up alone or with my ex. In fact, I found Mr. Right & my ex is looking like he’ll be alone for the rest of his life. & trust me, he deserves it.

I have “Marry Me” on repeat.