Friday, October 31, 2014


Or should I say Bah Humbug!

Yeah. I'm that girl. I don't do Halloween. It's weird to me. I totally understand the enjoyment children get from it. But as an adult, I really don't find much joy in wearing minimal clothing and calling it a "costume." Maybe I'm just old and bitter and not fun anymore. All of that is true too. But Halloween just isn't my thing. 

So today you will find me frolicking on "Frat Beach" dressed as, you guessed it, an American... Caley Anne Beacham, y'all.

Sorry I'm boring. But I'll use Georgia/Florida as an excuse here. Do you have any idea how hard is it to wear a costume from 11AM to 5PM on a beach of chaos while drinking and running and reuniting and being happy? It's rough. This is my 4th edition of GA/FL, and it gets crazier every year.

Not trying to throw another variable in the struggle. 

I'll rock my over-sized men's PFG, some Nike shorts, and my Chacos. 

Yup. Just like last year.

Maybe I'm lame. Maybe I'm boring. But it's all for the Dawgs. And nothing says America quite like Frat Beach.

^^Me... All weekend.

So Happy Halloween to those of you that enjoy this stuff! And Happy End of Blogtober Day! I did it! Who knew that was an actual possibility?!? So shout out to Helene and Taylor for creating this whole thing. I've finally gotten my passion for blogging back! And knocked another one off my 101 in 1001 list!

xoxo, jgp

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Facts About JGP

I did a post similar to this one early in the year, but since it's Day 30 of #Blogtober14, I figured I would go with it. So I'll tell you a few other fun things you should know about me.

10 Facts About JGP

1 // I have an online shopping problem. 

2 // I used to be a complete psycho about my nails being perfect all the time.

3 // I'm pretty sure I am borderline OCD and ADD. So that's fun.

4 // I'm actually not a slave to Netflix. *Gasp!*

5 // I sometimes wish I didn't have so much stuff, so I binge. And then I buy more. But then I hate clutter. So I throw stuff away. Then I replace it. It's a terrible, revolving cycle.

6 // I am the absolute Queen of Procrastination. Like, I promise nobody can be worse than me. But I really do perform my best under pressure.

7 // I've recently become obsessed with GIFs. I wish I could use them all the time in every conversation about everything. 

8 // I usually have about 5 functioning calendars/schedules.

9 // For the first time in a while, I don't have an over-abundance of candles in my house!

10 // I'm obsessed with champagne. If I had a choice of all of the alcohols, I would chose champagne every time. Omnomnom.

Helene in Between Blogtober

Off the beach I go! Happy GA/FL weekend, y'all!

xoxo, jgp

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

That Embarrassing Moment When...

I'd like to preface this post by saying that I am not someone that is easily embarrassed. At all. I fully believe that something isn't awkward unless you make it awkward. So embarrassing moments aren't something that happen to me often. I guess things that happen to me may be considered embarrassing for some people, but they don't even phase me. Because I'm a boss a$$ biotch. 

But, this one time in high school... As told by Taylor Swift

There was this boy. That I some some weird, funky, strange relationship with. There aren't enough words to describe how weird it really was. 

But anyways. We had a thing of sorts. And then we didn't. And then we moved on... It wasn't ugly, but we weren't really talking much. He had a new girlfriend. And she was one of those girls that everyone knew that nobody really liked. But back to the story. 

He was in the same classroom the class period before me, and one lovely day me and my best friend strolled into class and sat down in our usual seats. 

To my surprise, apparently this ex of sorts sits in the same seat I do. Or he did that day. How do I know this? Because his binder is sitting under my desk. And there are about 50 notes from his current girlfriend in the front cover of the binder. 

I am trying to leave the binder alone and just move along with life, when my BFF (some friend she's about to be) takes the binder out from under my desk and starts looking through all of the letters. You never know what you might discover in some high school notes, ya know? Maybe we hit the jackpot.

So I start to join in the fun, but I'm essentially only glancing at these notes, terrified that what's about to happen is going to happen. But the binder is on her desk. 

Then, in walks boy to retrieve his binder. And what does BFF do? SHOVES IT ONTO MY DESK WITH ALL OF THE NOTES SCATTERED EVERYWHERE.

So he obviously makes a bee-line for me and the desk where he left his binder. While I try and act like I just noticed it under the desk. Then I hand it to him without the notes because they aren't in the front of it anymore, duh. 

He notices this quickly, of course. Then calls me out (in front of everyone, just to clarify) and says that some stuff is missing. Then I shamefully hand him this pile of papers and try and play it off like they "fell" out of the binder... Jesus. 

I ran into him in the hallway a couple days later and he proceeded to drill me on any information I may have seen in those notes. Because this is my life. And I of course lie to his face and say I have no idea what he's talking about.

That, my friends, was rough. I have since forgiven said BFF and she's still around to make my life awkward from time to time. But that's what friends are for, right?

So. There's that. Hopefully it was mildly entertaining for you. If not, I'm sorry you read that mile-long story about my high school struggles. I like to think that if this happened to me now it would end a little bit better. Something like this.

Helene in Between Blogtober

God bless.
Happy Humpday. 

xoxo, jgp

Tuesday, October 28, 2014


I used to be so superstitious about the strangest things. It was almost OCD-esk. We're talking "I can only do things in 15-minute increments, including sleep" crazy. But I've finally gotten most of that under control. 

Now my biggest superstitions all revolve around sports. Who is shocked? Not I. Sports people are the most superstitious of all the people ever. Baseball players are the worst. I played softball. So I blame that.

So what's my struggle? 

Gameday outfits.

If I wear a particular dress or outfit or jersey on a gameday and we lose, that clothing is now tainted. I can't wear it again. Unlessssss I wear it to a game we win, then I can reinstate the good vibes of that outfit. But I would only risk something like that in a game we are pretty much guaranteed to win. Can't take any risks like that. 

We lost to Vandy in my Jarvis jersey. He was not reinstated until this season.

Pretty sure this dress still has good vibes from last year. Clearly, I was just a little bit happy here.

Currently having that dilemma right now. The biggest weekend of our season is coming up, and I have a dress I want to wear. But we lost to South Carolina when I wore it last. And I'm not taking that risk.

Love this dress, but it's not allowed this weekend. Because if we lost, I would hate myself forever.

Yes, I am psycho. No, I don't care.

Go Dawgs. 

Helene in Between Blogtober

xoxo, jgp

Monday, October 27, 2014

A Letter To My Younger Self

Dear High School Caley,

Lawd, child. You have got to calm down. You are acting a fool and one day that will catch up to you, I'm sure. Oh wait. It did. Sucks.

Although, I am proud of you for not caring what people think about you. That will be a wonderful trait that will come in handy in college. Most people don't possess that lack of caring until much later in life. Embrace it, girl.

College will be fun, and you'll find lots of people you love. And you'll continue to encounter people you don't. But embrace where you are. Take every chance you get to have fun, within reason. Don't be a bum. Nobody recalls with joy the nights they stayed home and got lots of sleep.

Also, stop saying you are fat. Because the large-and-in-charge version of you is yet to come. Rock that cheer uniform, bikini, and size 4 jeans. You won't ever fit into those again. 

You should also stop stressing about stupid boys. You aren't missing anything, and don't let anyone tell you any differently. That kid you are really digging right now? Yeah, well he's married now and you are still living the life. Don't let them fool you. You do you, chicka. 

Keep busting it and aiming higher in life, it's something you'll never regret. And it will also be the only reason you get into UGA. Surprise! 

Go Dawgs. Gators wear jean shorts. Never forget that.

xoxo, 22-year-old wise Caley

PS- why aren't you watching Gossip Girl. Do it now and save yourself some catching up in a few years.

Helene in Between Blogtober

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Moviestar Me

Another late-night post. But that's becoming the trend here, clearly. Whatever. So close to finally hitting a whole month of blogging every day!

Today's prompt is something I feel like I probably talk about more often than the normal person: Who Would Play You In A Movie?

For me. This is so simple.

Jennifer Lawrence.

Duh. I mean we're basically twins. An Esthetician once informed me after a facial that I looked like her, I've been running with it ever since. I mean. She just spent an hour staring at my face, so she knows. She just knows. 

And she gets me. She's every girl's imaginary best friend. And dudes love her. Does it get any better than that. Every girl wants to be her, amiright?

Helene in Between Blogtober

xoxo, jgp

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Favorite Book Ever

I could really make this post the longest thing possible. But I'll keep it short and sweet because nobody wants to hear my life story about reading.

Basically, I hated reading as a kid. There are very few books from my childhood that I can honestly say I read and enjoyed. This was one of them. And I actually just bought the 30th Anniversary Edition because I lost my original copy and want to read it again.

I present you my favorite book...

You've probably never heard of it. And that makes me very sad. But it is amazing book and I wish every little kid could read it. It just made me so happy.

And yes, the author is famous actress Julie Andrews. So if you like her, you should just read it because you like her. Just saying. 

But if you would like to know what my favorite book is for adult humans, it's Silver Linings Playbook. Surprise. There's a book. I read the book and waited to see the movie and the movie sucked because it was nothing compared to the book. But don't get me started on that. 

I love pretty much every book I read, though. But I only read nonfiction. I don't do fiction. It's not my thing. Never has been. So, sorry. Yes, I am one of those people that doesn't like Harry Potter. Kill me. Whatever. Moving on.

A review of pretty much every book I've read in the past 2 years can be found here

Helene in Between Blogtober

xoxo, jgp

Friday, October 24, 2014

One Beauty Product I Can't Live Without

This is my third rushed post of the week and I regret sucking at life this week. But I am not failing at #Blogtober14. Not allowed. 

But this one is so easy. I absolutely cannot live without BB Cream. 

Particularly Urban Decay Naked BB Cream. I've blogged about it about ten times at this point I think.  Here and here

It's literally the greatest stuff ever. I can't even put it into words. It's so light, but totally gives you the right amount of light coverage you want. Worth every penny. 

That I promise you. 

I've been using the stuff for two years now and every time I try something new, I end up back at square one and using this stuff again. Whoops. 

Helene in Between Blogtober

The next thing to conquer and not be able to live without: lip color. But that will probably always be a work in progress. Help?

xoxo, jgp

Thursday, October 23, 2014

How I Edit Those Cool Pics

Slowly drowning in Communication Law notes over here, so I'm sorry if this post is absolutely atrocious and stupid. My bad, y'all.

But I'm only like 8 days away from successfully completing #Blogtober14. CAN'T. STOP. NOW.

Today's prompt is something along the lines of Instagram editing apps/Photo editing for your blog. 

I'll be the first to admit that I'm not one of those crazies when it comes to Instagram editing. I pretty much just stick to the editing options on Insta and move along. I truly believe the key there is getting the photo right in the first place. But that's just the broadcast in me. The fewer filters you need, the better. Hops of high horse.

And I'll just leave this here because #NoFilter and cute pups always win.
A photo posted by cbeacham34 (@cbeacham34) on

There may also be a filter on that, but who cares. Not I.

Meanwhile in Bloglandia, I have had to learn to adapt to life without Photoshop. I paid for Adobe Cloud for almost two years while I was in the bulk of my broadcast classes. AKA I needed Premiere Pro on the regs. But now that I don't use that really at all anymore, I stopped paying for it. It may be making a comeback soon though. Because I love me some photoshop.

So back to what I was supposed to be talking about... Jeeze. Okay. Well life without Photoshop means finding a free/cheap alternative that can pretty much do that same stuff. This is where Pixlr comes in. I discovered this about three years ago and have been using it ever since. 

(The font I used there is called Libel Suit, because LOL Comm. Law)

Even when I had access to Photoshop, I would occasionally find myself using to Pixlr Editor to quickly edit some stuff together instead of waiting on Photoshop to get itself going. You have access to all the important photo editing tools, and some frills as well. It will never replace Photoshop, because let's face it-- nothing will, but it certainly works when you are in a pinch. 

They also now offer a downloadable version. I have it, but don't really like it as much as the online version.

So. Yeah. That's all I got for ya.

Helene in Between Blogtober

*Falls back into Comm Law coma*

xoxo, jgp

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Pet Peeve

Oh. Great. Another post to make me look like a complete psycho. This should be fun. Can't wait. 

I'll be the first to admit that I'm little bit snippy when people do something that gets to me. People chattering in class while the teacher is talking. People talking over each other in a meeting. People repeating themselves. People eating.

Yes. I said people eating.

And those of you that know me IRL know that is a very, very real thing. Not just people eating with their mouths open, although that is a great way to make me wish you were dead. Oh. And don't you dare start chomping on ice near me. You will get cut. I can't. I'm actually getting mad thinking about it right now.

But this "pet peeve" of mine actually is a very real thing. Like a psychological disorder. So that's reassuring. Nothing like the internet informing you that you are, in fact, Captain Crazy Pants. 

The sound of people eating doesn't just bother me, it almost makes me angry. And it makes me uncomfortable. And I would basically rather die than be put in a room with people eating while I can't. That's when it kicks in. Oh God.

Oh. And these commercials? I'm done.

This is called Misophonia. Not sure if having a name for makes me feel better or worse about my inability to casually interact in social settings where food is involved. Either way. It's my "pet peeve" of sorts. A long with a lot of other psychotic things that bother me.

But we'll leave it there for now. Mainly so you don't run for the hills and never read this blog again. 

I'll quit now.


Helene in Between Blogtober

xoxo, jgp
AKA your resident psychopath

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Vacation's All I Ever Wanted

Oh my goodness. Today's post just makes my constant state of wanderlust even worse. Due to my current state of College Student, I quite obviously can't travel the world as I would like. I've also hardly ever been anywhere in my life. Fun fact: until my junior year of college, I'd never been north of North Carolina. Yeah. Living' the life.

In other news. I want to see the world at some point. But since I can't go everywhere, I'll stick to a relatively short list of places I would like to vacation.


*All images/links from my Pinterest board found here

I mean. Can I just quit school now and go everywhere? I think I'd kill to be in Australia right now. But. Athens will have to do for now.

Also, LOL at this post from last Augusta about my wanderlust. Funny story- I actually ended up in Cozumel for Spring Break 7 months later.

Helene in Between Blogtober

Where would you go for your dream vacation? Have you been to any of these places?

xoxo, jgp

Monday, October 20, 2014

My Biggest Fear

Brace yourselves for this one guys.

This isn't going to be some big, deep "I'm scared of being alone" kind of fear. This is a legitimate "scream like a child who is getting its first shots" fear. 

My biggest fear in life... is ladybugs.

Yes. Those little "innocent" looking fellas. To be perfectly honest, looking up a picture for that just gave me the heebeegeebees. 

I would like to take a minute to explain this, though. So y'all don't think I'm actually just a total weirdo. Although, that wouldn't be a totally false assumption about me. 

But anyways... The ladybug fear. It's a real thing. And it all started when I was much younger. Back in the day, the whole extended family would get together for Thanksgiving in Toccoa. And with that came the children running around the house doing whatever we possibly could to entertain ourselves. That often meant going up to the attic to play games. Things also found in that attic: dead ladybugs. You know how when it gets cold, somehow all the world's ladybugs decide that your home will be their final resting place? Yeah. That would happen. And my lovely male cousins always found great joy in grabbing handfuls of the dead ladybugs and throwing them at me.

Things that have scarred me for life? That. 

So now, I have a completely irrational fear of ladybugs-- dead or alive for that matter. 

Yuck. I'm done here. I can't talk about ladybugs anymore. 

Helene in Between Blogtober

xoxo, jgp