This is the first year that I have had my own place at Halloween. It is the first year I will get my own trick-or-treaters. So to celebrate, I carved these pumpkins... they may not be the best, but they are all mine.
BOO!
10.31.2006
It's the great pumpkin, Charlie Brown!
This is the first year that I have had my own place at Halloween. It is the first year I will get my own trick-or-treaters. So to celebrate, I carved these pumpkins... they may not be the best, but they are all mine.
BOO!
10.27.2006
525,600 minutes
How do you measure a year? That is what Dawn's post made me think of. So here is where I was a year ago... sort of. I thought this post was better than the one closest to today's date, so that that is why I posted it.
What's up with me stealing everyone else's posts lately? Me being lazy and non-creative and uninteresting, perhaps?
What's up with me stealing everyone else's posts lately? Me being lazy and non-creative and uninteresting, perhaps?
10.25.2006
Thank you, Rachel
I can't sleep.... so I have Rachel to thank for giving me something to do until the non-tiredness wears off:
1. My uncle more than once: has been to Europe by himself.
2. Never in my life have I: willingly watched a full episode of "Seinfeld".
3. The one person who can drive me nuts: myself... and my mother.
4. College is: pretty fun, if you have a fantastic group of friends.
5. When I'm nervous: sweat and get all adrenaline-y.
6. The last time I cried was: during "Grey's Anatomy" last week.
7. If I were to get married right now my bridesmaids/groomsmen would be: Also really confused. By name, they would be Leia, Becca, Julia and Lori. Oh, and my brothers.
8. My hair: is in a weird growing out stage where all it wants to do is leave my head looking like a triangle. Not. Cute.
9. When I was 5: I was in Kindergarten.
10. Last Christmas: my Nana came to visit.
11. When I turn my head left, I see: a very full bookshelf that needs a partner.
12. When I turn my head right: a butterfly chair that I've had since college and would like to replace!
13. When I look down I see: (groaning b/c I'm so lame...) flannel pajamas with stars on them, a huge snuggly bathrobe and slippers.
14. The craziest recent event was: my friend Angela's bachelorette party. Or so I'm told.
15. If I was a character on Scrubs I'd be: J.D.
16. By this time next year: I don't know what will be going on. I'm trying to get through this year.
17. My favorite Aunt is: Kathy (on my mom's side) or Katie (on my dad's side).
18. I have a hard time understanding: people who are intentionally and knowingly cruel to others.
19. One time at a family gathering: I saw my Aunt Mary's boobs.
20. You know I like you if: I give you the "You're an idiot" look.
21. If I won an award, the first person(people) I'd thank: My parents.
22. Take my advice: The things that scare you the most generally tend to be the things that teach you the most.
23. My ideal breakfast is: Pancakes or French Toast; hash browns; eggs (scrambled, with cheese); crisp bacon. Also known as the Pancake Combo from IHOP.
24. If you visit my hometown: Where I was born, you will see pecan groves, beaches and old plantations (Mobile, AL.) Where I grew up, you will see an airport.
25. Where do you plan to visit anytime soon: I will be in Michigan in two weeks (!!!), and hopefully in Dallas over New Year's Eve.
26. If you spend the night at my house: You will be sleeping on the couch.
27. The world could do without: Spiders.
28. I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: I will have to echo Rachel on this one: Eat the cockroach.
29. Most recent thing you've bought yourself? A really fantastic pair of strappy, 4-inch stilleto sandals. On sale.
30. Most recent thing someone else bought for you: My mom bought me an electric beater.
31. My favorite blonde friend is: Leia (Leia, can you be counted as a blonde?) If not Leia, then probably my friend Susan from work.
32. My favorite brunette / black hair friend is: Becca.
33. The last time I was high: I was also in Maui.
34. The animals I would like to see flying besides birds are: Rhino-saurus-es (right, Julia?)
35. I should have been: Born in February.
36. Once, at a restaurant: I found a bug in my salad and they comped the meal for the entire table.
37. Last night: I was cranky.
38. A better name for myself would be: Carrie Bradshaw.
39. If I ever go back to school: I will go to law school.
40. My birthday: This year will put me closer to 30 than to 20.
41. And by the way: I'm still not tired.
1. My uncle more than once: has been to Europe by himself.
2. Never in my life have I: willingly watched a full episode of "Seinfeld".
3. The one person who can drive me nuts: myself... and my mother.
4. College is: pretty fun, if you have a fantastic group of friends.
5. When I'm nervous: sweat and get all adrenaline-y.
6. The last time I cried was: during "Grey's Anatomy" last week.
7. If I were to get married right now my bridesmaids/groomsmen would be: Also really confused. By name, they would be Leia, Becca, Julia and Lori. Oh, and my brothers.
8. My hair: is in a weird growing out stage where all it wants to do is leave my head looking like a triangle. Not. Cute.
9. When I was 5: I was in Kindergarten.
10. Last Christmas: my Nana came to visit.
11. When I turn my head left, I see: a very full bookshelf that needs a partner.
12. When I turn my head right: a butterfly chair that I've had since college and would like to replace!
13. When I look down I see: (groaning b/c I'm so lame...) flannel pajamas with stars on them, a huge snuggly bathrobe and slippers.
14. The craziest recent event was: my friend Angela's bachelorette party. Or so I'm told.
15. If I was a character on Scrubs I'd be: J.D.
16. By this time next year: I don't know what will be going on. I'm trying to get through this year.
17. My favorite Aunt is: Kathy (on my mom's side) or Katie (on my dad's side).
18. I have a hard time understanding: people who are intentionally and knowingly cruel to others.
19. One time at a family gathering: I saw my Aunt Mary's boobs.
20. You know I like you if: I give you the "You're an idiot" look.
21. If I won an award, the first person(people) I'd thank: My parents.
22. Take my advice: The things that scare you the most generally tend to be the things that teach you the most.
23. My ideal breakfast is: Pancakes or French Toast; hash browns; eggs (scrambled, with cheese); crisp bacon. Also known as the Pancake Combo from IHOP.
24. If you visit my hometown: Where I was born, you will see pecan groves, beaches and old plantations (Mobile, AL.) Where I grew up, you will see an airport.
25. Where do you plan to visit anytime soon: I will be in Michigan in two weeks (!!!), and hopefully in Dallas over New Year's Eve.
26. If you spend the night at my house: You will be sleeping on the couch.
27. The world could do without: Spiders.
28. I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: I will have to echo Rachel on this one: Eat the cockroach.
29. Most recent thing you've bought yourself? A really fantastic pair of strappy, 4-inch stilleto sandals. On sale.
30. Most recent thing someone else bought for you: My mom bought me an electric beater.
31. My favorite blonde friend is: Leia (Leia, can you be counted as a blonde?) If not Leia, then probably my friend Susan from work.
32. My favorite brunette / black hair friend is: Becca.
33. The last time I was high: I was also in Maui.
34. The animals I would like to see flying besides birds are: Rhino-saurus-es (right, Julia?)
35. I should have been: Born in February.
36. Once, at a restaurant: I found a bug in my salad and they comped the meal for the entire table.
37. Last night: I was cranky.
38. A better name for myself would be: Carrie Bradshaw.
39. If I ever go back to school: I will go to law school.
40. My birthday: This year will put me closer to 30 than to 20.
41. And by the way: I'm still not tired.
10.23.2006
Don't you hate it when...
... you're in a hurry and you hit every red light possible?
... you need to sleep, but your body and mind won't turn off?
... people brake check you?
... you get the motivation to finally do something - quit, succeed, celebrate, whatever - and there's no one to help you along?
I have had a headache for about four days that I can't seem to shake. It's been creeping up into my skull every night. And I'm getting sick.
I haven't complained in a while, I needed to vent.
... you need to sleep, but your body and mind won't turn off?
... people brake check you?
... you get the motivation to finally do something - quit, succeed, celebrate, whatever - and there's no one to help you along?
I have had a headache for about four days that I can't seem to shake. It's been creeping up into my skull every night. And I'm getting sick.
I haven't complained in a while, I needed to vent.
10.16.2006
A Study of Contrasts(?)
They were a study of contrasts, two vastly different women in the grocery store on a Friday night.
One was older. Her graying hair was pulled back in a long, loose ponytail. She wore festive autumn stocks with Birkenstock sandals. Her pleated navy pants and shapeless, heavily patterned sweater bespoke woman who no longer had the body of a woman half her age. Her basket contained little - a package of strawberries, a half gallon of milk, several cans of cat food.
The other woman was younger. Her hair was cropped short in a stylish bob and was ruthlessly straightened. She wore 3 inch stilleto pumps, fitted tweed pants and a colorful trench coat. She separated her groceries - a 6-pack of light beer and a ripe, round lime - from the woman in front of her.
The two women exchanged the cursory, polite glances of strangers in a grocery store. Then the older of the pair turned to the younger... as is she'd felt the younger woman's curious and pitying stare on the back of her head.
"I was like you, once," the wolder woman said. "I was young and stylish. I wasn't always the woman who bought cat food on a Friday night.
"When I was your age," the older woman continued, "I didn't think that my life would turn out like this. I thought that when I was 50, I would have had it all: The career, the husband, the kids. The white picket fence. I never would have pictured myself as you must see me now, a lonely woman with only a couple of cats to keep her company."
"So what happened?" the younger woman asked as the older woman turned back to hand her money to the cashier.
"Life doesn't happen the way that you plan it," the older woman said with a wry and wistful smile. "What I didn't know at your age is that none of the plans I made really mattered, except for my happiness. True, I may not live the life that I had pictured for myself 25 years ago... or the life that you must imagine for yourself. But that doesn't mean that I don't life a fulfilled life."
The older woman picked up her bag and took her change from the cashier. With a kind smile, she walked into the night.
One was older. Her graying hair was pulled back in a long, loose ponytail. She wore festive autumn stocks with Birkenstock sandals. Her pleated navy pants and shapeless, heavily patterned sweater bespoke woman who no longer had the body of a woman half her age. Her basket contained little - a package of strawberries, a half gallon of milk, several cans of cat food.
The other woman was younger. Her hair was cropped short in a stylish bob and was ruthlessly straightened. She wore 3 inch stilleto pumps, fitted tweed pants and a colorful trench coat. She separated her groceries - a 6-pack of light beer and a ripe, round lime - from the woman in front of her.
The two women exchanged the cursory, polite glances of strangers in a grocery store. Then the older of the pair turned to the younger... as is she'd felt the younger woman's curious and pitying stare on the back of her head.
"I was like you, once," the wolder woman said. "I was young and stylish. I wasn't always the woman who bought cat food on a Friday night.
"When I was your age," the older woman continued, "I didn't think that my life would turn out like this. I thought that when I was 50, I would have had it all: The career, the husband, the kids. The white picket fence. I never would have pictured myself as you must see me now, a lonely woman with only a couple of cats to keep her company."
"So what happened?" the younger woman asked as the older woman turned back to hand her money to the cashier.
"Life doesn't happen the way that you plan it," the older woman said with a wry and wistful smile. "What I didn't know at your age is that none of the plans I made really mattered, except for my happiness. True, I may not live the life that I had pictured for myself 25 years ago... or the life that you must imagine for yourself. But that doesn't mean that I don't life a fulfilled life."
The older woman picked up her bag and took her change from the cashier. With a kind smile, she walked into the night.
10.07.2006
I don't want to be Scarlett O'Hara
Scarlett O'Hara and I have a lot in common:
Not only was she kind of a bitch, she was the kind of woman who let herself obsess over one man - Ashley - while rejecting, ignoring and insulting the love of a more perfect match. She let herself be caught up in the fantasy of one man, and couldn't see past him to realize that the man she married, Rhett Butler, was actually the perfect match.
And when she finally put aside her foolishness, stubbonness and pride, she realized she loved him with all her heart... but he was already gone.
I don't want to be that girl. I don't want to want one man for the rest of my life only to realize too late that I don't truly love him or want to be with him. I don't want to be so proud that I can't admit when I'm hurt - or worse yet, so proud that I don't accept help when it is given. And I don't want to be so fearful of being hurt that I don't allow myself to fall in love, even when it continues to happen.
I don't want to be Scarlett O'Hara. And despite our similarities, I'm not.
- We are both independent, self-sufficient women
- We're used to getting our way - either because we've worked hard to get it, or because people do things for us
- We both pout when we don't get our way
- We're stubborn, and we're proud
- We both have brown hair
Not only was she kind of a bitch, she was the kind of woman who let herself obsess over one man - Ashley - while rejecting, ignoring and insulting the love of a more perfect match. She let herself be caught up in the fantasy of one man, and couldn't see past him to realize that the man she married, Rhett Butler, was actually the perfect match.
And when she finally put aside her foolishness, stubbonness and pride, she realized she loved him with all her heart... but he was already gone.
I don't want to be that girl. I don't want to want one man for the rest of my life only to realize too late that I don't truly love him or want to be with him. I don't want to be so proud that I can't admit when I'm hurt - or worse yet, so proud that I don't accept help when it is given. And I don't want to be so fearful of being hurt that I don't allow myself to fall in love, even when it continues to happen.
I don't want to be Scarlett O'Hara. And despite our similarities, I'm not.
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