Monday, October 31, 2011

Magazine Monday's

One last thing (from People mangazine)...with Robyn Walsh:


Last Thing I Saw on TV:
House Hunters! Best. Show. Ever. (Especially for people thinking about buying a home)

Last Time I Cooked:
Last night- rice with Temphe and veggies in marinara sauce. I have dinner for the whole week!

Last Movie I Saw:
Scream 3 (and all the Screams in a weekend marathon Saturday).

Last Person I Kissed:
My kitty Romo as I was leaving my parent's house last night! Cat lady, you say?

Last Song I Belted:
"Someone Like You" by Adele. LOVE that song!


Wasn't that fun?

And with that...goodbye October!

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Halloweekend!

Happy Halloweekend!



I actually am not a huge fan of Halloween (too much pressure to dress up), as I would rather just go to parties in my normal attire, but I did have a great time last night on "adult" Halloween. I dressed up as a Glee cheerleader and once I got over how tight my skirt was and how freakin' cold it was in Richmond, I really enjoyed the festivities. I hope all of you had a great weekend celebrating (or not). Tomorrow, since I live in an apartment building where no children will be trick-or-treating, I will be on Hanover Street in the fan watching all the kiddos (they close down the street on Halloween every year) and trying not to be too creepy by taking pictures of the cute ones (a tradition I began while watching trick-or-treating on the lawn at UVA).


Though it did get too cold this weekend, I love fall:)

Thursday, October 27, 2011

The Trenches

I try to keep clear of too many gender-segregating posts, but I have to break that tradition here. Why? Because I have an absolutely fabulous coat I just have to share with you. When my mom and I went to NYC last April, everyone was wearing trench coats, so of course, I left with determination to purchase one myself. My mom and I corresponded over online stores until we found a perfect one and I got it for my birthday. Since I got it in the summer, I wasn't able to wear it. But season's are a-changin'! I have gotten to wear this gem for the last few weeks and I LOVE it. It makes me want to go to outdoor events just so I can wear it (hello to fairs, outdoor malls, and city walks!). When I do wear it, I do not want to take it off (one day at work I left it on for almost 2 hours). It is so flattering for my frame (small on top and in the waste, but (what I like to call) "runners" hips and thighs), and looks good with anything. Ladies, go get one.



Now I just need to go back to NYC so I can walk around all day in it:)

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Running is my Religion




I am going to go out and say it- all you people who think you "can't" run or "don't like it" are full of crap. Yes, that's right. I said it. And I can because I used to be one of you. If I had to run for exercise when I was younger it had to be because I was chasing a soccer ball or running from something. I *hated* running. I wasn't fast and it made me tired. Oh, how times have changed.

I love it now.

I have talked numerous times about how I enjoy running now, but it is evolving into something more than just a tolerable way to exercise. I look forward to it now; I yearn to run, I don't like going to the gym anymore, I want to be outside, I want to zone out with my ipod and a road in front of me. It is my new religion.

It has taken a long time to get year. Four years, to be exact. I began running in college because everyone at UVA did, and then the only way I could get myself to run was as training for something. So I trained for a few races. I didn't like it, but did it because I had a goal. Then I signed up for more races and got better. Then I didn't need races to make myself run. Now I barely go to the gym because I run 3-4 days a week.

Running gives me time to think. I sort things out in my head. I get perspective on life. I set goals for myself. I listen to great music and take in gorgeous views. When I am done running I have more than euphoria, I have peace and serenity and clarity. Life makes more sense after I run.

That is not to say that I love it everyday. Some days are harder than others, and I still HATE running in extreme weather (any temp above 75 or below 35), but when the weather is perfect and I feel good, running is the closest thing to a religious experience than church ever was. And I think that's ok- spirituality can manifest itself in different forms in different people. When some people go to church on Sunday, I run, and that's more than a lot of "religious" people do.

So I call all of you out who think you can't run. You just need time- it took me years- but now the physical AND mental benefits are better than anything I have ever experienced. So stop complaining and commit yourself to running.


Monday, October 24, 2011

Magazine Monday's

I follow a few other blogs, and an idea I like is that many of them have a post theme for a certain day of the week. A big theme is "Must Have Monday's" or "Wacky Wednesday's..." well in keeping with the idea of a theme, I am creating one that goes along those lines but with a twist. I am beginning "Magazine Monday's." What does this entail, you ask? Well, I am an avid magazine/celebrity follower and whenever I read something or hear an interview, I always think, "how would I answer those questions?" Well, look no further because I have found an answer! Each Monday, I will channel my inner celebrity and take a set of questions from a magazine I have read that week and answer them for myself! Sounds fun, right?

Ready. Set. GO!

This week's edition is from the November Glamour. Scarlett Johansson gives us avid readers her 5 Beauty Magic Tricks. So here are some beauty secrets from an average gal:

1. Always use foundation. I have used Loreal Ideal Balance since I can remember- it evens out my skin tone and is easy to apply. I always wear it, even if just around the house. Imperfections- gone! (Just make sure it actually matches your skin tone...I have 3 different shades for different times of the year).

2. Tired? Add some blush! I LOVE blush. It makes you look perky and gives you great color. To me, blush is more important than eyeliner or eye shadow in your facial radiance. Bobby brown makes great blush, but any drugstore brand works wonders too as along as you have the right color.

3. HYDRATE. Water is your skin's best friend. If you have trouble drinking it all day, try to add a flavoring powder. Crystal Light To-Go in Strawberry is one of my favorites (and it even has caffeine).

4. Moisturize with SPF. My morning Oil of Olay lotion is SPF 15, and I use it without fail, every day. I also moisturize at night. I find that even when I get breakouts, lotion works just as well, if not better, than applying benzoyl peroxide to zits.

5. Oily hair? Try baby powder! I do not wash my hair every day because it is thick and dry. However, it still can get oily (especially if I am on day 3), so I will put baby powder on my hands and run my hands through my roots and then comb out my hair- instant fix and you're good for another day!

Ladies, any good tips you'd like to share?

Happy Monday!

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Lazy Weekend

You know your life has changed when you go to bed before 11 pm on Friday and Saturday night and not only are totally ok with it, but wish you could do it more often. That is the type of weekend I have had. My parents were visiting my brother and sister-in-law in Texas, and since my cat, Milo, has feline diabetes, someone has to be home to give him shots around 7 am and 7 pm each day. So my weekend was pretty much dictated by my cat. Cat lady status rules.



All kidding aside, it was a pretty great weekend, because I did nothing. I worked at my school's football game Friday night and saw a movie with a friend last light ("50/50"- go see it, very good) and besides one trip to the grocery store and another to Starbucks, I barely left the couch. I saw 8 episodes of "Friday Night Lights," watched "Scream 4" on demand, baked cookies, read, painted my nails, and slept. I *did* have two great runs Saturday and Sunday morning (5 miles and 4 miles respectively), so I wasn't lazy allll weekend. But I was pretty close.

After the excitement of last weekend, this weekend was definitely needed. I could do it many more weekends, but life is pretty busy until Thanksgiving! So I will enjoy my next lazy weekend when it comes. And I do realize that this type of weekend is a sign that I am getting older. Late twenties- you should be interesting...

Happy last week of October!

**Also- did you notice that I posted almost every day last week?! I was trying to do a post a day for a week, but I didn't post yesterday:( It's not like I was doing anything to keep myself from posting...I just couldn't think of anything to say! I will have to try a week-post-a-thon again soon!

Friday, October 21, 2011

Funny Quote of the Day

So, as you may (or may not) know, I work in a high school. I was chatting with two football players today about their game tonight (we are undefeated), and they brought up that a nearby church provides them with an early dinner on game days. When I asked what kind of food they serve- "That's so nice of the church! What kind of food do you get? Do you get to carbo load with pasta and bread?"- my student goes...

"Holy food."

Welcome to the many amusing lines of high schoolers:) But something good sure is in that food, because as of 20 minutes ago, we are now 7-0 and #2 in the region! Go Monarchs!

Thursday, October 20, 2011

You may not know...

...that I wash/blow dry my hair at night and sleep with it in a ponytail...

...that I never got lower than a B on any report card from 3rd grade (when we started getting grades) through graduate school...

...that I journal every night before I go to bed (not blogging)...

...that I pack the same thing for lunch everyday that my mom did for me in elementary school (a sandwich, pretzles/chips and something sweet)...

...that I have gone to the gym/worked out regularly since I was 15...

...that it is a game for me to see how many miles I can go on every tank of gas...

...that I count how many hours of sleep I will get every night when I go to bed...

...that my first memory is yelling "mommy, mommy, mommy" down a slide at Wyandot Lake...

...that I don't like beer and will never drink it (wine, please!)...

...that I watch my favorite shows on DVD on a loop multiple times a year...

...that I have been to 17 weddings (with many more coming in the next year!)...

...that I sometimes pretend to play/talk on my cell phone when I am waiting for someone in public...

...that I talk to myself in the car all the time...

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

The Marrying Kind

This year at my school I have taken on a mini-second job selling tickets or merchandise at the sporting events- football, basketball, volleyball and soccer. It’s been fun to see my students at athletic events, catch up with faculty and parents, watch all the different sports, and get some extra money (I get paid very well for the hours/what I do). The job is awesome- I usually read while I sit at a table selling or taking tickets, or I use my waiting table skills to convince people to buy awesome school gear (QUEEN of merchandise is my 2nd name).

Anyways, the point to all this is that I read a lot during the time I sell tickets. My reading has slowed down greatly since the summer, but I have read The Great Gatsby (LOVED it) and am currently reading Julie & Julia. In Julie & Julia, a book about a young woman’s quest to cook all of Julia Child’s recipes in Mastering the Art of French Cooking and her hectic life during that time, the narrator  talks about many aspects of being a woman in the 21st century. One topic she focused on in the chapter I read last night was marriage and children. Her brother commented to her that her friend must not be “the marrying kind,” since she is 30ish and not married, and it set her off. She herself is married, but she took offense that he said women are “born a certain way” to not be married. To her, any woman can be married or not married; it just depends on who she meets and what is going on in her life. She also questions motherhood often and what it must have been like for Julia Child to 1). Not get married until her 30’s and 2). to not have children during an age (1950’s/60’s) when that is what women were supposed to do.

I have often wondered how my life would be different had I been a 25 year old in the 1950’s/60’s. I would probably be married, with kids and without the level of education I received. Would I have been ok with my life like that with the same personality I have now? I don’t know. It would certainly be true to say that I probably wouldn’t have been expecting to go to college and knew that marriage and family was my life path, but being the high-achiever that I am, would I have approached that aspect of my life in the same way I now approach school and work? Or would I have been the crusader who fought for women’s rights and dared to break the mold? Who knows. Our personality is so much nature AND nurture that born in a different era, many parts of my nature would have been different. But would it have changed the fundamentals of who I am?

Julia Child definitely broke the mold, career and family wise, which is what the narrator was alluding to in her annoyance of her brother’s statement. Anyone can get married and have children and, honestly, anyone can’t. Children and marriage aren’t the premium deciding factors of a successful life. Life gets in the way of our plans or changes our paths- some who always want children or marriage won’t have either and others who never wanted that will. So maybe we shouldn’t rush to label others or even ourselves. I have often said that “I am not the marrying kind,” but maybe that is the wrong statement for me to use. I should remain open to anything life throws at me and know that I will be ok where ever my journey takes me, because I have a lot of love to give to the right person.

I am just very thankful that I live in the time I do where I have that choice and where society won’t shun me into a corner (for the most part) either way. Thanks, Julie/Julia.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Have you ever googled Tuesday?

So there used to be a radio commercial about how there is nothing to look forward to on a Tuesday. It is apparently the least exciting day of the week and this commercial (I think) had to do with why we all should go to Applebees for a Tuesday deal. I could also be remembering this incorrectly as I realized this summer how awful I am at recalling commercials. Nevertheless, it was advertising something exciting about Tuesdays in regards to food or entertainment and this somehow led me to google the word "Tuesday" and these are some of the images that came up...

 
Love this one- how can a baby not make you smile?


Some sort of food ad?


Reverting to a little childhood cartoon humor.



Love me some 4 year old TV schedules! Nice to remember what we watched (or didn't). 



Hey, it's not Monday, right?

Monday, October 17, 2011

October Sky

Continuing with positivity on a Monday, here are some things I love about October:

1. Walking at dusk in the fan with the cool breeze, smell of fire, and leaves changing.
2. Opening windows
3. Less time at the gym, more time outside
4. Blankets on the couch
5. Sweatshirts at football games
6. Pumpkins and apples
7. Getting dark before 8 pm
8. Busting out the jackets and jeans
9. Homecomings
10. It's not September (worst month of work)!



Anyone else have some favorites?

“Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.”

-William Cullen Bryant



Sunday, October 16, 2011

Rejuvenation

Sometimes you just need a weekend with your girls. I'm sure this was said on "Sex and the City," but I'm claiming it now.

It seems every year I come back from Homecomings Weekend at UVA rejuvenated and feeling good about life. College was such an amazing time for me- I met so many great friends and got to fall in love with the wonderful town of Charlottesville. Somehow, though, it seems I often forget about college and it seems like another lifetime ago. I still talk with my friends and we go on trips, but the "bubble" of college is something that I feel out of touch of. Last night as my friends and I were dancing at a Young Alumni (YAR) event with local Cville food favorites, booze and good music, I couldn't help but thinking how much living I was doing in that moment. I don't do that enough. I was living so much in college and meeting people and being social and exploring and discovering a new part of me. I miss that.

'Hoo knows if it was the weather, the great game (Upset over #12 Georgia Tech!) or my great friends (probably all three), but everything just clicked for me. I felt like I was in my element and it all seemed to make sense. That feeling of 'making sense' is something I don't feel enough of anymore. But my friends and their significant others are all amazing people (I also have a renewed faith in guys after spending time with my friend's SO's- they are all so awesome (as they should be to be with my friends!)). I feel like that really is what it is all about- friends and the family we make. No matter what happens in my life, my friends are my family. They all bring out a different part of me, but we all bring out the happiness in one another. And that is truly what it is all about. Not money or schedules or looks or your job, but how you feel and who is a part of you.



My friends are all a part of me. I love them, wish I could see them more (workin' on it!) and hope I meet many more in the future. The only way to meet new friends, though, is to put yourself out there and not hide away. Living isn't done hiding away- if I had done that I would never have met the amazing people I met in college. I also hope I don't forget what a great part of my life UVA was- it wasn't perfect, but it was mine and it led me to great people.

So here's to my rejuvenation of life. It won't always be easy, but it's worth it. I know that and hope this feeling will stay with me. Gotta storm through!





Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Bad Moment

I just need to vent.
Sometimes it is just hard. You have nothing to complain about, nothing going awfully wrong, nothing stands out as some “awful moment,” yet nothing seems right. You feel lost, you are confused and for once it doesn’t have anything to do with anyone but yourself. 
Or maybe it’s just me.
I have been feeling “off” for the last few weeks. Nothing happened to trigger my feeling this way, it just sort of happened. And one of the things I am finding while I mope around and feel sad and lost is that everyone has been here, but it seems no one wants to talk about it.
Well, I do!
I want to talk about how I have no idea what I am supposed to be doing with my life or what I want to do or where I should go or why I can’t even enjoy the freakin’ gorgeous weather of fall or the company of great friends. I want to know why when I have so much good in my life it is easier to feel down and sad and sorry for myself than to be, not just content, but happy. I want to know when I lost the ability to live in the moment. When living by a schedule became more important than what life has to offer.
Can anyone relate?
I started this blog to connect with my friends and family about my random thoughts (if anyone even reads it) but also to my generation of twenty-something’s. So please, if anyone has advice for me, a twenty-five year old with what on paper should be a stress free, perfect life (reliable job that she enjoys, good finances, great friends) that is just bringing her down, please let me know. I don’t want to be one of those people who spend half their life waiting for it to start and then the other half wishing they could go back and live it.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Changin'

 
It seems to me that the more we change...


...and grow...


...the more we stay the same...


...and keep on staying...


... I guess part of who we are is innate from birth.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Weathering Moods

As I get older, I am realizing how my mood greatly depends on the weather. I can be doing the same thing one day versus another, but my enjoyment of it and my mood will vary greatly depending on the weather. Whether it's too hot, too cold, or rainy, any of those extremes are not good for my soul!

For instance, today I went on my usual Saturday morning run, but it was actually pretty chilly (i.e. 55 degrees) instead of hot and humid like the end of September has been. It was just amazing. Then throughout my day I have been on a high from my awesome run and the fact that I can wear jeans, boots and a cute jacket. I love breaking out the fall clothes! The air conditioning is off, the windows are open, people are grilling so you can smell fire, leaves are beginning to change, I can curl up with a blanket on my couch watching football and the sun is (semi) out. If this doesn't equal happiness, I don't know what does.

I noticed this summer that I am not a huge fan of summer anymore. I love hot weather for a few weeks, but from June until the end of September Richmond is a scorchin' city. It gets to me when I can't go outside without sweating, when the air is on all the time and the humidity is rising. It's uncomfortable (unless you're at a beach, then I will take all that hotness with joy) and exhausting. While summer used to be my absolute favorite month, now I do not really enjoy it as much. Sure I love the pool and my summer dresses and not working (well, I actually would like to work- but that's another post), but I enjoy the Spring and Fall so much more. I am turning into my dad in that I just can't handle the long days of heat anymore!

I think seasons are the best part about living in Virginia. We get four distinct seasons and all have their different feel. We also do not usually get too much rain (though we have lately- hence part of the inspiration for this post) nor too much snow (I could use more snow, though). I love the feel and smells and memories that each season conjures. Sure, I do not love any extremes of temperature, but I do love the different things you can do with each season. I also, much unlike many other people, enjoy the days getting shorter. Granted, I do not like it when it gets dark at 5 pm, but I also do not like it in the summer when it's late until almost 9 pm. Early evening (4-7) is my least favorite time of day (I have read this is very common actually- seems to be when people feel loneliest), so I don't mind when it is shortened and night comes a little sooner. Though I do miss my evening walks when it gets dark earlier.

I do not have seasonal depression by any means, but as I get older I am recognizing that I do get in "funks" that often have a lot to do with the weather. It is so silly, but weather really does create history and not just from dramatic storms and disasters, but in how you live your day. From football to cookouts to pool parties to evening walks, the perfect temperature (or lack thereof) can make or break  an event.

 

So welcome October- my mood and spirit have fallen for you:)! Just don't rain too much.