woopsie daisy!

yes. it's true. it's almost been 1 year since i've blogged. and what a year it has been. i mean, come on people, it's been the busiest year of my life {insert sarcasm here}. . i honestly believe i was busier as a five year old than now. life-o-Sam circa 1990: kindergarden with mrs. weed (which is hilarious now), ballet and/or gymnastics, work on the tree house, play date with lamb chop and Barbee dolls, hot dog and Cheetos for dinner, make Grant cry, sleep. Fast forward 20 years (i almost barfed when i typed '20'). wake up at some un-Godly hour to personal train ONE person, go home, eat, go back to train people, workout myself, put band-aids on my newly blistered toes, eat, watch ellen/nap, back to the gym, back home, eat, and watch trashy reality tv. oh, and on the weekends, if i'm really lucky, i get to referee tennis matches or spend time with my friends and/or boyfriend. this is truly a unanimous vote (in my book) as to which aged 'Samantha' is 'more likely to succeed'. i know it's just a matter of time until i do get my first 'big girl job,' i mean, i've only waited a couple *{caugh 20 caugh}* years and busted my booty in school. i've become somewhat numb to rejection letters; thanks economy and lack of experience. but as they say, 'the squeaky tire gets the oil'...so basically i will continue to bug people until they let me begin my career...on a positive note, it's st. patty's day weekend! c'est la vie! (oh wait, that's french, whatever...)