Well here we are at the end! 10 posts in 11 days. I have to say it was really fun and hopefully will jumpstart my 'blogging' year in a great way.
The last topic eLF gave me was Little Britian. I didn't even know what it was until I googled it and voilà! It's a pretty stupid and mind numbing TV series. Aside from the famous 'computer says no' clip I HAD actually seen on YouTube before, I don't really have much to say...
By way of word association, last night I was at a little pub celebrating a dear friends Bday. It was fairly British in feeling and had map of England on the wall...hence little Britian?
Somewhere in the midst of celebrating, one of my best friends from college, let's call her 'Heidi', read us a text message she had sent a guy who had taken her out that she wasn't really interested in. It started with a brief chitchat line I can't remember, then thanked him for the dinner. Then the gem:
'Soooooo...I've recently reconnected with someone from my past. Aghhhh. Things are pretty confusing right now'
Bless his heart, his response: 'do you want to talk about it?'
and bless HER heart, she didn't realize how unclear her message was until we were dying laughing around the table. I mean, did she just meet her dad for the first time? Meet a long lost sister? Or see an old boyfriend and get confused?
I'm not condeming or condoning her text. Basically, I just thought we could all benefit from the melodramaticness--
'i've recently reconnected with someone from my past...'
AND don't discount the 'soooooo'
Trust me, Heidi is wonderful, and I think we've all been there. Just like Jake on The Bachelor, sending home 2 extra girls in one night. We feel your pain Jake. Maybe you can use this line next week.
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24.1.10
9. Mad Men
I watched Mad Men a few times...the first two or three episodes on DVD. It was a really well written show, the costumes and set design were amazing, and overall I was really impressed. And yet, when it came down to it, I wasn't really excited about getting the next DVD. Perhaps it was the fact that it made me feel like I might get cancer just from watching that much cigarette smoke. Maybe it was because the DVDs were so backed up on Blockbustrix. Or maybe it was because, although I liked it and think it is a phenomenal TV show...I just didn't like it ENOUGH to invest in it.
Sometimes I start watching a TV show, like Glee this season, and it's really great and I'm into it...and then I find the episodes acruing in my TiVo (my REAL Tivo..not some imitation DVR :) and I wonder, why don't I just delete the season pass? I think what is hard is when I know it's a good show, I appreciate all the time and talent behind each episode, and I somehow forget that I am an adult and that time is percious and what am I doing half way through the season when I don't really care.
This reminds me of the fact that this week, for the first time in 2+ years, I successfully lit the pilot light on my living room heater and TODAY I used the heater in my bedroom for the first time. This is due to the following (super interesting) reasons.
1. I generally like the temp a bit colder than most, and am not a fan of the scary monster-like wall heaters in my cold-war era apt
2. When my old roommate tried to use the heater when I first moved in, the smoke alarm went off because of the all the dust burning off and for some reason scared me out of ever trying again.
3. Although the directions are printed in clear English and I am a college graduate, I could NOT light the pilot. Yup, even after the maintenance guy showed me how. Plus I was a little wary of blowing myself up. So proud people
So this week has been a HUGE success for me. I am warm, and I am victorious. It made me think about how silly it was that I sat around cold for so long. If you're cold, turn on the heat. If you can't figure out how, get someone to help you. If you want to be doing one thing, don't do the opposite.
Today I was in the shower...awkward but necessary to my story. I was trying to shave my legs but I literally could. not. see. them. through the steam. There is a window in my shower, but I really didn't want to open it because it is COLD outside (hence the heat story that almost bored you to tears above). Then I realized that being a little bit colder would be better than cutting myself. For some reason this was provoked at LEAST 30 minutes of pondering the fact that sometimes, you have to do something a little unpleasant to avoid something a LOT unpleasant (again, college degree. Thanks mom and dad).
SO these are my musings today. Love me or leave me.
:)
Sometimes I start watching a TV show, like Glee this season, and it's really great and I'm into it...and then I find the episodes acruing in my TiVo (my REAL Tivo..not some imitation DVR :) and I wonder, why don't I just delete the season pass? I think what is hard is when I know it's a good show, I appreciate all the time and talent behind each episode, and I somehow forget that I am an adult and that time is percious and what am I doing half way through the season when I don't really care.
This reminds me of the fact that this week, for the first time in 2+ years, I successfully lit the pilot light on my living room heater and TODAY I used the heater in my bedroom for the first time. This is due to the following (super interesting) reasons.
1. I generally like the temp a bit colder than most, and am not a fan of the scary monster-like wall heaters in my cold-war era apt
2. When my old roommate tried to use the heater when I first moved in, the smoke alarm went off because of the all the dust burning off and for some reason scared me out of ever trying again.
3. Although the directions are printed in clear English and I am a college graduate, I could NOT light the pilot. Yup, even after the maintenance guy showed me how. Plus I was a little wary of blowing myself up. So proud people
So this week has been a HUGE success for me. I am warm, and I am victorious. It made me think about how silly it was that I sat around cold for so long. If you're cold, turn on the heat. If you can't figure out how, get someone to help you. If you want to be doing one thing, don't do the opposite.
Today I was in the shower...awkward but necessary to my story. I was trying to shave my legs but I literally could. not. see. them. through the steam. There is a window in my shower, but I really didn't want to open it because it is COLD outside (hence the heat story that almost bored you to tears above). Then I realized that being a little bit colder would be better than cutting myself. For some reason this was provoked at LEAST 30 minutes of pondering the fact that sometimes, you have to do something a little unpleasant to avoid something a LOT unpleasant (again, college degree. Thanks mom and dad).
SO these are my musings today. Love me or leave me.
:)
23.1.10
8. Top 3
So my post today is pretty self-indulgent. My top three things that I want today. Not need. But it's fun to have little goals and dreams...and in this case at least 2 out of three are fairly attainable.
#1. I have been craving homemade chicken pot pie for the past few weeks. It may be because my sweet mom made me a pastry cloth with a circle stitched in the middle to help you make the perfect pie crust...which she has down to a T. I am still learning, but getting fairly good. I won't tell you that the key ingredient is Lard. Yum. I am definitely going to be making one soon--look for that post in weeks to come!
I found the above picture on a random blog where I also read this. HILARIOUS.
#2. I spent the afternoon at my good friend Goldilocks' house and we made juice with her new amazing juicer. Right as I headed out the door to come over, it started hailing. Then the sky looked like this...kind of epic!
We went to a really cool Kosher market and bought cheap, yummy fruit. I'll let you make your own assumptions about the pear in the middle.
This was our first of several exciting combinations. Apples. Pears. Strawberries. Lemon.
We put it in this...I was kind of scared.
And look what we created! It was SO good.
ALL this to tell you (those who have made it this far into my post without falling asleep or switching to facebook...that while we were enjoying our juice Goldi lit this amazing wood wick candle that sounds like a mini fireplace!!! I've never seen one before...it was SO cool. I really want one. Specifically the almond orange woodwick candle which is my #2 today.
#3. Suffice it to say that I. Die. for this Jimmy Choo.
So that pretty much sums it up. I'd love to eat chicken pot pie by the light of my wood burning candle wearing the most amazing rainbow shoes EVER. Who remembers my rainbow patent leather kicks I wore in middle school? Some things never change!
PS--shoutout to eLF for her Murdo post. Bless her, I don't even know if she knows why I love that name so much!
#1. I have been craving homemade chicken pot pie for the past few weeks. It may be because my sweet mom made me a pastry cloth with a circle stitched in the middle to help you make the perfect pie crust...which she has down to a T. I am still learning, but getting fairly good. I won't tell you that the key ingredient is Lard. Yum. I am definitely going to be making one soon--look for that post in weeks to come!
I found the above picture on a random blog where I also read this. HILARIOUS.
#2. I spent the afternoon at my good friend Goldilocks' house and we made juice with her new amazing juicer. Right as I headed out the door to come over, it started hailing. Then the sky looked like this...kind of epic!
We went to a really cool Kosher market and bought cheap, yummy fruit. I'll let you make your own assumptions about the pear in the middle.
This was our first of several exciting combinations. Apples. Pears. Strawberries. Lemon.
We put it in this...I was kind of scared.
And look what we created! It was SO good.
ALL this to tell you (those who have made it this far into my post without falling asleep or switching to facebook...that while we were enjoying our juice Goldi lit this amazing wood wick candle that sounds like a mini fireplace!!! I've never seen one before...it was SO cool. I really want one. Specifically the almond orange woodwick candle which is my #2 today.
#3. Suffice it to say that I. Die. for this Jimmy Choo.
So that pretty much sums it up. I'd love to eat chicken pot pie by the light of my wood burning candle wearing the most amazing rainbow shoes EVER. Who remembers my rainbow patent leather kicks I wore in middle school? Some things never change!
PS--shoutout to eLF for her Murdo post. Bless her, I don't even know if she knows why I love that name so much!
22.1.10
7. October 12, 2003
So maybe I'm missing something, but I don't think anything world-news-wise happened on 10/12/03 that I'm supposed to know about. I googled, I wikepediad, I tried to remember back 6 years ago. It was a Sunday. A lot happened around the world actually. And I guess that's true for every day. I think there are only a few dates we really remember. It takes something catastrophic, like 9/11 for a date to stick in our memories. We remember our closest friends' and family member's birthdays, we remember Christmas and Halloween. We remember (or try to) wedding anniversaries. But you know what? Every day is someones birthday, or someones anniversary, or the day that something terrible happened that we'll remember for the rest of our lives.
When I was looking up news from 10/12/03, I was shocked at all the horrible things that had happened that WEREN'T remembered. 30 killed here, 4 missing here, explosions, murders, war. It was really depressing.
I'm sure a lot of great things happened, too. Babies were born that are now well on their way to growing up! People got married (and some of them are still married :).
Isn't it weird as a kid when you realize that everyone around you doesn't realize your birthday? It's the best day ever, and they don't even know!
Trying to write this post made me think about the fact that we never know what each day means to the people around us. Today is the birthday of my precious friend's sons. She had twins one year ago today. 19 days later, one of them went home to be with Jesus. Today is a day that will forever be etched in her memory--with sweet memories and painful, unimaginable ones.
Today I am glad that tomorrow is a different day. That each day is only 24 hours and that it is marked with sunrise and sunset. God knew what he was doing when he created little beginnings and endings to the hours, the days, the seasons, the years. New beginnings, new mercies, new growth, new life. Each day is someones greatest day and someones worst.
I don't remember what happened in my life on October 12, 2003...but I'm sure someone does.
When I was looking up news from 10/12/03, I was shocked at all the horrible things that had happened that WEREN'T remembered. 30 killed here, 4 missing here, explosions, murders, war. It was really depressing.
I'm sure a lot of great things happened, too. Babies were born that are now well on their way to growing up! People got married (and some of them are still married :).
Isn't it weird as a kid when you realize that everyone around you doesn't realize your birthday? It's the best day ever, and they don't even know!
Trying to write this post made me think about the fact that we never know what each day means to the people around us. Today is the birthday of my precious friend's sons. She had twins one year ago today. 19 days later, one of them went home to be with Jesus. Today is a day that will forever be etched in her memory--with sweet memories and painful, unimaginable ones.
Today I am glad that tomorrow is a different day. That each day is only 24 hours and that it is marked with sunrise and sunset. God knew what he was doing when he created little beginnings and endings to the hours, the days, the seasons, the years. New beginnings, new mercies, new growth, new life. Each day is someones greatest day and someones worst.
I don't remember what happened in my life on October 12, 2003...but I'm sure someone does.
Rain!
It's been raining All. Week. Long.
and I love it!
There's nothing quite like being snug in your warm home with the rain pouring down outside. Great book, Good Earth Tea (OBsessed), and a fuzzy blanket.
And then you go outside in these and play in the puddles!
Happy Rainy Week!
and I love it!
There's nothing quite like being snug in your warm home with the rain pouring down outside. Great book, Good Earth Tea (OBsessed), and a fuzzy blanket.
And then you go outside in these and play in the puddles!
Happy Rainy Week!
21.1.10
6. Paris
When I was 13, the summer in between 7th and 8th grade, my grandma took me to Europe. She let me choose between a tour of England, France, or UK/France/Germany combo (but less time in each). I was in French class, and the thought of going to Paris was the most glamorous thing I could think of, so the choice was easy! It was my first trip to Europe, and I'll never forget it. My eyes were wide, my heart was naive and innocent, and my memory so impressionable. I'll be forever grateful to my grandmother for such a grand adventure! Here are some of the the amazing things that stick out in my mind:
The escalators at Charles de Gaulle airport--just like human hampster runs!
Despite all the rich food we had, the best thing was buying a fresh, warm baguette on the street for 5 francs in the morning.
There were 3 other kids my age on the trip--Lauren, Whitney and Jared. We became fast friends and played the French Monopoly I bought every night in the hotel lobby. We had about 1 million inside jokes by the end of the trip and kept in touch for a few years.
Ok, it's outside of Paris, but Mount St. Michele is the COOLEST place in the world. It kind of reminds me of Gondor meets Disney...there is a monastery at the top, and when the tide goes out it becomes an island. The road winds all the way around the island to to top and is lined with cobblestones. Dreamy!
My mom collects Limoges boxes (like the one below..mom why don't you have this one????) She wanted us to buy one for her at the mythical Limoges Box store somewhere in Paris. My mom and dad had been there before, but for some reason NO ONE in Paris knew what we were talking about. We spent a really long time spanning several days locating this teeny tiny store lined with thousands of Limoges boxes. It. Was. Magical.
Honorable Mentions: Croque Monsieur's, the Loire Valley filled with Sunflowers, The Opera House, a million chateaux, and Giverny
The escalators at Charles de Gaulle airport--just like human hampster runs!
Despite all the rich food we had, the best thing was buying a fresh, warm baguette on the street for 5 francs in the morning.
There were 3 other kids my age on the trip--Lauren, Whitney and Jared. We became fast friends and played the French Monopoly I bought every night in the hotel lobby. We had about 1 million inside jokes by the end of the trip and kept in touch for a few years.
Ok, it's outside of Paris, but Mount St. Michele is the COOLEST place in the world. It kind of reminds me of Gondor meets Disney...there is a monastery at the top, and when the tide goes out it becomes an island. The road winds all the way around the island to to top and is lined with cobblestones. Dreamy!
My mom collects Limoges boxes (like the one below..mom why don't you have this one????) She wanted us to buy one for her at the mythical Limoges Box store somewhere in Paris. My mom and dad had been there before, but for some reason NO ONE in Paris knew what we were talking about. We spent a really long time spanning several days locating this teeny tiny store lined with thousands of Limoges boxes. It. Was. Magical.
Honorable Mentions: Croque Monsieur's, the Loire Valley filled with Sunflowers, The Opera House, a million chateaux, and Giverny
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