1.31.2011
Day 10: First Love
1.29.2011
Happy Weekend!
Anyway, she had some adorable little things in that package {that just made my day Mom, I hope you know that}.
Oh, and there's a picture of my brother and I in there too. I love that picture and I love my brother {even if he does annoy me most of the time}.
1.28.2011
Day 9: The Future and a Baby Giraffe
All that I hope for, for my future and for the future of my family, is to be happy, to be satisfied, and to be loved.
That's not too much to ask for, is it?
But enough of the questions. Happy Friday. And you know what makes Fridays happy?
{What Joelle?! The fact that it's the weekend or that I get to dress casually to work today???}
Of course not! A baby giraffe makes this Friday happy!
1.27.2011
A Little Love Story
1.26.2011
Day 8: Satisfied
1.24.2011
Day 7: Zodiac Sign (and some other stuff)
Generally, I don't really buy into astrology, though I've never really researched it before. So, for today's blog post, I went to an extremely credible source {duh, Wikipedia} and looked up my sign. According to whoever wrote this page, Pisces is considered a feminine and negative {introvert} sign. I'm not really sure what either of those mean in relation to astrology, but the general connotations pretty much describe me to a T.
It also goes on to say that it is one of the mutable signs. Apparently mutable signs have a have a longing for movement and are extremely restless. It is constantly trying to adapt itself to its ever-changing feelings and to the moods and whims of others.
Okay, so that pretty much describes me too.
The last thing that struck me about this description is the compatibility with other zodiac signs. The first on the list? Scorpio.
Robert, the stars have spoken. We are meant to be together.
Enough of that nonsense. I have other, more important things to talk about today. Like how we went back to Malibu Wines yesterday with two good friends and had the most amazing day. Anything negative that has happened in my life these past few days has been negated {or forgotten} by a truly incredible experience yesterday. It's good to know that I do have friends that not only care about me, but trust me and love me as well. I am so very grateful for these people in my life and I think I'm only beginning to understand the depth of my friendships. I am grateful for friends who will drop everything to come be with me just because I've had a terrible day. I'm grateful for friends who enjoy my company. And I'm grateful for friends who don't think I need to change, and who understand and accept me as the person that I am. That's honestly the best feeling in the world.
And...end cheesiness. I know some of you commented on Saturday about the cooking class that I got to take yesterday afternoon. If you watch Top Chef {it's okay if you don't...I don't even watch it}, you would recognize the name Fabio Viviani. He was on Top Chef Season 5 and is now on the current season of Top Chef Allstars. He owns a restaurant near where I live and my friend convinced me to take a cooking class with her yesterday. We weren't able to physically make the food {he said there was too much liability}, but he {as in Fabio himself} demonstrated how to make gnocchi and fresh pasta. It was delicious! After a day at the winery, gorging ourselves on cheese and crackers and spreads and brownies, and then going to Cafe Firenze and eating some of the best Italian food, I would just have to say that Sunday, January 23rd was an incredible food day.
Also, if you're interested in watching the video of the cooking class, you can find it on Fabio's blog.
I also have an announcement to make to all of you. I will not be blogging tomorrow. Would you like to know why?
Of course you would. It's because I will be here!
Okay, and last but definitely not least, I need to announce some winners to my very first giveaway!
The winner of the Pangea bottle is Alisha! And the winner of the Warpee is Tiffany. I will email both of you so that I can get your information and send you your gifts!
I guess that wasn't last, because I have one last thing to say.
I've finally hit 100 followers and I am so very grateful for each and every one of you. These past two months have been absolutely incredible, and I can't wait to share my life and my thoughts with my next 100 followers. I love you all!
Much love,
1.23.2011
Day 6: Interesting Facts
- The meals that I make most often are chicken curry, pork chops, and...frozen pizza.
- My favorite book is The Awakening by Kate Chopin.
- I love pink {no surprise there}. I also love green, blue, purple, yellow, red...
- My favorite type of wine is Cabernet Sauvignon.
- I love beans on my breakfast burritos.
- Last year I took the Jeopardy test {but didn't hear anything}. I'll take it again this year. My husband and I try to watch Jeopardy every day and being on the show is on my bucket list. Categories I'd kick ass at? Art history, world history, languages, geography, presidents...I know, I'm such an exciting person.
- I was raised by a single mother.
- I have a problem with authority; especially people that abuse their authority.
- My biggest celebrity crushes are Johnny Depp {obviously}, Daniel Craig, Hugh Laurie, and {confession time} Robert Pattinson.
- Did you know? I'm kind of obsessed with Twilight {though I try to keep my infatuation hidden...it's not so attractive sometimes}.
- I don't have a favorite flower. I love tulips and peonies and hydrangeas and gerber daisies and mums...{just about everything pretty}.
- I often spend hours on Etsy.
- If I had the money I could furnish my wardrobe at Banana Republic, J. Crew, and Macys.
- I love ice cream. No, I don't think you understand. I love ice cream.
- Everyone has a drunk food, right? Mine is spicy chicken bites from Jack in the Box. Yup, pretty much only go to Jack when I have a hankering for those spicy chicken bites...
- I've spent the night in the hospital twice {that I remember} in my life. Once was three years ago, when I had my appendix taken out. The other time was in September. Hopefully those will be the only two times.
- I have a fascination with pregnancy and giving birth. I have already made up my mind {and I'm not even pregnant} that I want a natural birth and not necessarily in a hospital. I follow a few midwife and doula blogs {definitely getting me one of those when the time comes} and have watched multiple pregnancy documentaries {Pregnant in America and the Business of Being Born are both very good and informational, in case you're interested}.
- I used to play Counterstrike when in high school {remember internet cafes???}. Still do, on occasion...
- I miss having long hair. I swear I will never cut my hair again.
- I love candy, especially peanut butter M&Ms and Milky Way Midnight.
- I own {and know the words} to every released Taylor Swift song {minus the Christmas ones}.
- Most days, my husband and I eat dinner on TV trays sitting on the couch {duh, watching Jeopardy}...yeah, we're
oldcool like that. - I bite my nails. I used to have acrylics, but ever since I got them taken off {they were too expensive}, my nails have been stubs.
- On our anniversary, my husband and I decided that we are going to get In-N-Out and drink the $90 bottle of wine that we bought on our honeymoon.
- As bad as this sounds, I am really bad at judging blogs before I read the content...meaning, if the blog isn't aesthetically pleasing to me, I will more than likely leave. It's a bad habit that I'm trying to get over, so I apologize!
- I love Nutella.
- Do you see a recurring theme here? I love basically anything with sugar. Especially {but not limited to} tiramisu, creme brulee, cheesecake {white chocolate raspberry from Cheesecake Factory, anyone???}, red velvet cupcakes, gelato, champagne chocolate truffles, raw cookie dough...
- I'm an early-to-bed-early-to-rise kind of girl. My husband is a late-to-bed-late-to-rise kind of guy. Needless to say, we spend on average four hours a night actually sleeping next to each other.
- I don't have a favorite season. My favorite season is in between the seasons, when they're changing.
- I drive a white 2010 Toyota Corolla. It's my baby and I love it.
1.22.2011
Things I Don't Love...Weekend Edition
Day 5: Ending Your Life
I can't give you one particular instance. A lot of these thoughts are just jumbled together; if the thought ever crosses my mind, its just an extension of a previous thought. There is no reason for it. Even if there was, the reasons don't matter. Because I won't do it.
I have too much time left on this earth. I have babies that need to be made and dreams that need to be met. I have yet to go back to Paris or publish a book. My mom still needs grandchildren. And who would feed my husband dinner after a long day at school or wash his socks?
See? The world needs me. Obviously.
Love,
1.21.2011
Love is in the Air
Valentine's Day isn't really that big of a deal for me. Last year, in fact, was the first year that my husband, then fiance, and I spent the holiday together in four years. This never bothered me. I like to think that we celebrate our love everyday and not just on February 14th.
Anyway, I am looking forward to Valentine's Day this year because it gives me an excuse to decorate! If you wonder where I get my enthusiasm for decorating for the holidays, you can blame my mom. To her, every holiday deserves some type of decoration. More specifically, every holiday deserves some type of hanging decoration, i.e. snowflakes for Christmas, hearts for Valentine's Day, bats for Halloween...you get the picture. Funny story: when my husband and I first started seeing each other, it was around Easter and my mom had hung Easter eggs from the ceiling. Needless to say, he thought he was going crazy.
Anyway, don't you think these are the cutest Valentine's Day decorations?
Words
1.20.2011
The Beginning of a Story
Chapter 1
Jane Austen once wrote that "happiness in marriage is purely a matter of chance." While this antiquated notion of matrimony may not fit with the modern requirement of love in marriage, it's still a truth universally acknowledged (though generally unspoken) in the small town of Selden, Kansas. To understand Selden requires abandoning all previously held beliefs of morality, equality, love, and compassion, and replacing them with the simple fact that all young, single women must surely be in want of a husband.
Disagreeing with this basic value of Selden is a crime paralleled only by voting Democratic or missing church on Sundays. Being guilty of all three unforgivable transgressions is virtually unheard of, save for one young woman.
To be clear, Kate Devlin did not dispute all aspects of this "fairytale" life that many young women in Selden aspire to. Her want of a husband paralleled, if not exceeded, that of other comparable girls in the town. Where she differs, however, is her possession of a quality which is noticeably absent from the debutante balls and bridal showers.
It may seem appalling that self-respect is an unfamiliar attribute to the majority of women here. This is because the one value that surpasses all others is the importance of family; and being true to your family means accepting whatever role that family has assigned to you.
It is apparent, therefore the value of women in this place. Kate accepted this fact, until she was confronted with what it truly meant. When her beau of eight years was exposed as a philanderer, as most men were tolerated to be, she committed another inconceivable act by refusing to forgive him. It was at this decisive moment when she realized her potential as a human being and refused to accept that life anymore.
It took Kate approximately forty-eight seconds after discovering Daniel's betrayal to reject his apology. It was another twelve days, however, before she understood that her meaning in life exceeded all expectations to her family and friends. This epiphany came in the form of a referral to a prestigious internship at a publishing company in Los Angeles, a city that is arguably the exact opposite of Selden. The time it took for Kate to accept the position was incalculable, however, as she was packing the moment the letter touched her fingertips.
Day 4: Religion
There is an infinite difference between religion and faith. Religion is an organized institution. Faith is what you personally believe.
I'm going to keep this short and sweet, but I will say this: I will never go to a church to have them tell me what to believe.
Maybe that's why it's so hard for me to find a church that I can be at. It needs to line up with my beliefs; not the other way around. Not only that, but I need to feel comfortable with the politics and social principles of the church.
I am at the point in my life where I am trying to figure out exactly what I believe. I grew up in a church and I love that church. It helped raise me to be the person that I am today. I just don't know if it's the right place for me at this point in my life.
1.19.2011
A Little Favor?
This is a story about a girl. A girl in love, of course. But this girl doesn't want to be in love. Well, not with this boy, anyway. Because this boy is beautiful and wanted and completely smitten with this girl {though she doesn't realize it at first}. He's also famous, and that's a problem. You see, this girl already has a broken heart and she doesn't know how many times it can break before it's irreparable. But he's persistent.
This story, however, is more than their love story. This story is about a girl, trying to figure out her place in this world. She was raised to be one thing, and one thing only: a wife {and definitely not a wife to a movie star}. She was raised in a place where women are supposed to be passive and quiet and compliant. She was raised in a place where women had no voice. And this story is about her finding her voice.
Day 3: Drugs and Alcohol
1.18.2011
{Virtual Coffee}
It's in the Bag!
Yesterday, Jilly from Jilly Loves posted the contents of her purse...how refreshing it is to see such an honest blogger!
And so, without further ado, here is my bag.
I love my bag. I got it way back in September as an impulse buy and I haven't had the urge to buy a new purse since! It's smaller than the bags that I usually buy, but that's probably a good thing because it has forced me to downsize.