This weekend was slightly chaotic. Last week, friends from Vermont wanted to come down and stay with us while they looked into possibly moving down here. We agreed without thinking about the fact that we had to dog sit (again, not complaining at all! we are paid for it) for P & E. We set up the guest room in the condo beautifully only to have them stay with us for two nights at P & E's house. Also, we missed out on going to the mountain cabin with K & N and K & E :(
Then, C had a party at her house to celebrate the beginning of her renovation with M expanding the house for the both of them. Unfortunately, something I ate made me so sick that I relived my early days of living with C and getting so drunk that I slept on the bathroom floor. Sad that I didn't get to spend more time with them and puking sucks in general.
Finally, we saw Avengers: Infinity War with K & E (who are always fun to hang with), but they killed off half of the damn universe and my anxiety level was at a 10 during the whole movie! PS- spoiler alert ;)
Hopefully this week flies by because... HARRY POTTER!! The insane trip that is 7 charter buses and almost 200 girl scouts to Orlando overnight and back in 72 hours begins! I'm embarrassingly excited to get to ride the train to Hogwarts and see all of the HP glory at Universal. Friday cannot come soon enough.
Monday, April 30, 2018
Friday, April 27, 2018
Reverse Ups and Downs
So, I'm doing reverse ups and downs today!
As of this morning, according to E's scale (which is not kosher, I should have waited and used the scale at home), I am down more than 5 lbs! Feeling great so far and not hungry in the least. Would like to go to the gym more (can't believe I actually want to!), but life is increasingly busier as I age with more responsibilities (work, church, friends, family, etc. PS: how are we going to handle throwing children into this mess??) and I need to be kind to myself that we don't always meet our goals & expectations for the week rather than get frustrated.
Speaking of frustrated...
My blood pressure is up. There is one thing I really dislike, being accused of doing something wrong then doing the research and finding out the "accuser" is factually incorrect. How do you either, A) not get defensive? or B) respond in a firm, yet nice way that while you don't want to rub it in their face (not true, I totally do) that I DID NOT do what you are accusing me doing (note: in a very passive aggressive, condescending tone via email). I can only hope the way I responded to this incident did not incur an additional infraction. For the record, I responded that I would fix it then sent a follow up email with PROOF that "someone" else did the thing I was being accused of doing.
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
Whoa. I'm old now.
What a trip! I had completely forgotten about this blog that I started 7 1/2 years ago. The girl writing it was so unabashedly hopeful it makes me yearn for those years. Though, if I am being honest, that girl was a hot damn mess in so many ways!
I'm still the same musical loving, sports obsessed, (somewhat) hopeful person. I've found the woman who will love me back no matter what and the job I know I can do for the rest of my career. I'm not living paycheck to paycheck, but I'm not wealthy either. I'm attending a church and feeling more connected spiritually than I have since I was in high school. In the same breath, I could not be more frustrated with the circumstances surrounding organized religion and the role it is playing in my impending marriage (yes, I am engaged! 23 year old me is completely surprised that I finally found someone worthwhile).
I've learned some hard lessons along the way, made numerous critical mistakes that could have been prevented, and felt some incredible pain (both emotional and physical, fucking gallbladders & kidneys). The older I get, the more I realize "adulting" is making good decisions and acting on them in a timely manner over and over and over and over again. It is both boring and comforting to know.
Updated list of things I love (in a randomly particular order):
K <3
My parents & brother
Movies! For posterity, there is this thing called MoviePass that is so awesome, but completely and utterly unsustainable
Traveling, next trip is to Universal to see Harry Potter galore!
Softball (even though I don't play anymore)
Music
Art
Food (a little too much, started WeightWatchers last week and am down 3 pounds, so is K!)
My friends who are like family
I still know money isn't everything, but it sure is helpful. I still love to be the worker bee and not the boss, but have become more vocal about my needs. I still want to be a parent to a foster/adopted child, but have a strong desire (for K) to birth a child for us.
Let's see if I look at this again sooner rather than later!
I'm still the same musical loving, sports obsessed, (somewhat) hopeful person. I've found the woman who will love me back no matter what and the job I know I can do for the rest of my career. I'm not living paycheck to paycheck, but I'm not wealthy either. I'm attending a church and feeling more connected spiritually than I have since I was in high school. In the same breath, I could not be more frustrated with the circumstances surrounding organized religion and the role it is playing in my impending marriage (yes, I am engaged! 23 year old me is completely surprised that I finally found someone worthwhile).
I've learned some hard lessons along the way, made numerous critical mistakes that could have been prevented, and felt some incredible pain (both emotional and physical, fucking gallbladders & kidneys). The older I get, the more I realize "adulting" is making good decisions and acting on them in a timely manner over and over and over and over again. It is both boring and comforting to know.
Updated list of things I love (in a randomly particular order):
K <3
My parents & brother
Movies! For posterity, there is this thing called MoviePass that is so awesome, but completely and utterly unsustainable
Traveling, next trip is to Universal to see Harry Potter galore!
Softball (even though I don't play anymore)
Music
Art
Food (a little too much, started WeightWatchers last week and am down 3 pounds, so is K!)
My friends who are like family
I still know money isn't everything, but it sure is helpful. I still love to be the worker bee and not the boss, but have become more vocal about my needs. I still want to be a parent to a foster/adopted child, but have a strong desire (for K) to birth a child for us.
Let's see if I look at this again sooner rather than later!
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Oh, Musicals!
Here I go: I am going to profess my love for anything with singing, acting, and dancing. That's right, I am slightly obsessed with musicals. In fact, I am listening to my RENT Pandora station as we speak (yes, it is the original Broadway cast, in case you were curious :) ). I think if I had started younger I would have continued being in drama classes and singing lessons. I lack any dancing prowess or real acting skills but I like to think I can sing pretty well.
When I was younger, my mom was the piano player/ pseudo choir director at church. Hence, I was able to sing, play, act any time I wanted pretty much. I never really got over the nerves whenever I sang solos, but still it was exhilarating! I lost interest in all of my theater lust when I started playing softball. I was much better at softball than I was at the other two of the triple threats. It became my focus for the rest of my teens and early adulthood.
Back to the main topic, I wish I could live on Broadway in NYC and go see shows every single day. I have seen RENT many a time, a couple of Les Miserables, tied in with quite a few Wicked's. But it isn't enough! I long for the days when the Fox here in Atlanta will bring me a fantastic musical again. It seems like only every few years do we get a true classic!
I can recite all of Wicked from beginning to end pretty much. It fulfills my need for feminism with two female leads and the whole play itself is memories of childhood via WOZ. What I wouldn't give to see Idina and Kristin in the original cast!!!!
Anyways, I need to do some kind of work tonight before the Monday morning blues ring true once more.
When I was younger, my mom was the piano player/ pseudo choir director at church. Hence, I was able to sing, play, act any time I wanted pretty much. I never really got over the nerves whenever I sang solos, but still it was exhilarating! I lost interest in all of my theater lust when I started playing softball. I was much better at softball than I was at the other two of the triple threats. It became my focus for the rest of my teens and early adulthood.
Back to the main topic, I wish I could live on Broadway in NYC and go see shows every single day. I have seen RENT many a time, a couple of Les Miserables, tied in with quite a few Wicked's. But it isn't enough! I long for the days when the Fox here in Atlanta will bring me a fantastic musical again. It seems like only every few years do we get a true classic!
I can recite all of Wicked from beginning to end pretty much. It fulfills my need for feminism with two female leads and the whole play itself is memories of childhood via WOZ. What I wouldn't give to see Idina and Kristin in the original cast!!!!
Anyways, I need to do some kind of work tonight before the Monday morning blues ring true once more.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Thought this might be fun...
So, I have seen many a blog popping up from people I know and I have found that it is quite the insight into the lives of others. I enjoyed reading their blogs so much that I wanted to start my own. Over the years, I tried numerous sites to post about my life (livejournal, xanga, facebook, etc.) but this seems more real to me. Like sharing something simply and purely me in all facets.
The title of my blog was mostly inspired because of seeing Oprah's favorite things episode and I like how she shares all the things that she likes. The difference is, for me, the things I love are not materialistic (most of the time at least!). Most of the time, things that I love have more to do with a feeling or emotion that is evoked from a situation. For example, I love freshly cut grass and perfectly manicured dirt on a softball field. Just knowing that I am the first one to step onto that field after it has been perfected makes me feel like I am getting to share a secret with the field. Only the two of us know who stepped on that field first, and we share that secret together.
Many things that I love have to do with sports. I am a fanatic of many sports, more specifically softball and baseball, but I love anything that has to do with scoring and a playing field. I love watching football with my dad and getting so worked up over a call that I am literally screaming at the officials on the TV like they could hear me. Then the moment after when my dad is looking at me with that smirk that says, you know it is just a game and no, they cannot hear your thoughts on that particular call.
Another thing I love: women. Not just because I am a lesbian, but more because I think women are so unique and perfect. The ability to birth children, to have the motherly instinct automatically, is something that cannot be taught, it just is. Women are beautiful, in a way that no man could ever be. Something about a woman, just seems more intimate and real to me. Perhaps, it is because I am a woman but, I believe women should be something to marvel and adore.
I love to play the guitar. I am not the world's greatest player or singer, nor am I interested in being that, yet I feel something in my soul shining when I play and sing. I don't do it to impress people (ok, ok, maybe a few times) mostly, I play by myself in my room. I know other people in my house can hear me but I feel safe in there. Like, if I make a mistake, no one is going to roll their eyes or laugh at me. I can feel a whole range of emotions with music. Listening to classical piano reminds me of my mom; walking home from school and at the top of the hill, I could already hear her playing Mozart. Or listening to Backstreet Boys brings back memories of middle school and heartbreak. Or a good Dixie Chicks, "Goodbye Earl", a song that every girl learns living in the south and the whole bus is singing it loud and proud at a softball camp.
I am 23 years old, I live in Atlanta (on the north side) and I work as an administrative assistant for a fantastic non-profit. My life is simple, yet, exactly what I want it to be right now. There are people in my life that love me and I them, I could not ask for more in this life than what I have. I guess my appreciation is appropriate considering Thanksgiving is tomorrow! So, I will save another post for another day, but at least I have began my foray into the blogging world and I look forward to sharing my thoughts with cyberspace.
The title of my blog was mostly inspired because of seeing Oprah's favorite things episode and I like how she shares all the things that she likes. The difference is, for me, the things I love are not materialistic (most of the time at least!). Most of the time, things that I love have more to do with a feeling or emotion that is evoked from a situation. For example, I love freshly cut grass and perfectly manicured dirt on a softball field. Just knowing that I am the first one to step onto that field after it has been perfected makes me feel like I am getting to share a secret with the field. Only the two of us know who stepped on that field first, and we share that secret together.
Many things that I love have to do with sports. I am a fanatic of many sports, more specifically softball and baseball, but I love anything that has to do with scoring and a playing field. I love watching football with my dad and getting so worked up over a call that I am literally screaming at the officials on the TV like they could hear me. Then the moment after when my dad is looking at me with that smirk that says, you know it is just a game and no, they cannot hear your thoughts on that particular call.
Another thing I love: women. Not just because I am a lesbian, but more because I think women are so unique and perfect. The ability to birth children, to have the motherly instinct automatically, is something that cannot be taught, it just is. Women are beautiful, in a way that no man could ever be. Something about a woman, just seems more intimate and real to me. Perhaps, it is because I am a woman but, I believe women should be something to marvel and adore.
I love to play the guitar. I am not the world's greatest player or singer, nor am I interested in being that, yet I feel something in my soul shining when I play and sing. I don't do it to impress people (ok, ok, maybe a few times) mostly, I play by myself in my room. I know other people in my house can hear me but I feel safe in there. Like, if I make a mistake, no one is going to roll their eyes or laugh at me. I can feel a whole range of emotions with music. Listening to classical piano reminds me of my mom; walking home from school and at the top of the hill, I could already hear her playing Mozart. Or listening to Backstreet Boys brings back memories of middle school and heartbreak. Or a good Dixie Chicks, "Goodbye Earl", a song that every girl learns living in the south and the whole bus is singing it loud and proud at a softball camp.
I am 23 years old, I live in Atlanta (on the north side) and I work as an administrative assistant for a fantastic non-profit. My life is simple, yet, exactly what I want it to be right now. There are people in my life that love me and I them, I could not ask for more in this life than what I have. I guess my appreciation is appropriate considering Thanksgiving is tomorrow! So, I will save another post for another day, but at least I have began my foray into the blogging world and I look forward to sharing my thoughts with cyberspace.
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