One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
Things have been busy in the soon-to-be Miller household. We've been spending almost every single evening doing either something wedding related, or just out and about.
We've started dance lessons with Arthur Murray. I'm still very torn about the whole thing, but the money's been paid, so I hope it turns out to be a fun time. We're taking 7 private lessons and another 14 group type lessons. I can only hope that this really is the investment in our future that we think it is. It's just such a funny system, but I can definitely say that if anyone wants to be making some money and doesn't mind working evenings, dance lessons are definitely a racket.
I'm still working on our Ketubah with a vengeance. I'm trying hard to find one that really reflects us both, and is written on Klaf parchment. (actual animal skin). This seems really important to Matthew, so I'm trying to make it work.
We've run into some difficulties with things being slightly confusing. Lots of times where I swear that we agreed that he would do something by a certain time, but then it hasn't gotten done. It's not about the things most of the time, it's about the fact that it just seems so irrelevant to him to do them on the timeline we've agreed to. Does that make sense? It frustrates me so much because then I don't think I can believe him when he says he will do something- then he gets mad at me for not trusting him, and we go round and round with the same issues.
All the while this stuff is going on I'm enjoying life more and more. I think we've really started to hit into a nice pattern of being in love, being there for each other, and generally enjoying each others company. I'm a little miffed about how all of these things keep happening, but I certainly think that I like it.
Matt's still looking for work, so if anyone is in the Consumer products industry, let me know...
We're at about 80 days... wow...
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Thursday, March 18, 2010
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Now it's really official
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
On Monday they handed me my official 'your position is being eliminated' paperwork. YEAh! We sat in a meeting with some central HR people to understand our benefits and how we could go about re-applying for a job if we choose not to take severance.
Right now here are the things I'm working on:
1. Trying to decide if I should start grad school in the Fall. I would be starting at USC, with a tuition bill of a little over $8,000 for two classes. I would be taking classes on Monday and Tuesday from 4-7pm. I have to make a decision (read pay for classes) by Thursday August 20th.
2. Trying to find employment. I've been applying to A LOT of jobs, but I'm afraid that the 'cycle' for review will mean that I won't really get any interviews or information about the positions until September, by which time I will already have started the grad program if I do.
3. Should I go to Europe. For those of you playing along at home you may remember that the last time I got laid off I left on a month long cruise vacation. This time my parents are leaving on a similar vacation at the end of November. There is a possibility that I could both be in grad school and go on the trip, but only if there aren't any finals. This decision doesn't have to be made for a little bit, but I'm thinking about it anyways.
On another note, they decided to lay-off one more person. I'm not really sure if this is a lay-off technically. They have decided to terminate the contract of the marketing guy earlier than the original termination date. So, his last day is the 30th same as us. Unfortunately someone complained that he still had his job, so then he lost it. Totally ridiculous and sad.
Other than that, things are just okay. I'm trying to train for the Mud Run this year... I started training on Monday. No thoughts about how it's going quite yet.
I turn 25 this October. i know, ladies aren't supposed to say their age, but I'm really excited.
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On Monday they handed me my official 'your position is being eliminated' paperwork. YEAh! We sat in a meeting with some central HR people to understand our benefits and how we could go about re-applying for a job if we choose not to take severance.
Right now here are the things I'm working on:
1. Trying to decide if I should start grad school in the Fall. I would be starting at USC, with a tuition bill of a little over $8,000 for two classes. I would be taking classes on Monday and Tuesday from 4-7pm. I have to make a decision (read pay for classes) by Thursday August 20th.
2. Trying to find employment. I've been applying to A LOT of jobs, but I'm afraid that the 'cycle' for review will mean that I won't really get any interviews or information about the positions until September, by which time I will already have started the grad program if I do.
3. Should I go to Europe. For those of you playing along at home you may remember that the last time I got laid off I left on a month long cruise vacation. This time my parents are leaving on a similar vacation at the end of November. There is a possibility that I could both be in grad school and go on the trip, but only if there aren't any finals. This decision doesn't have to be made for a little bit, but I'm thinking about it anyways.
On another note, they decided to lay-off one more person. I'm not really sure if this is a lay-off technically. They have decided to terminate the contract of the marketing guy earlier than the original termination date. So, his last day is the 30th same as us. Unfortunately someone complained that he still had his job, so then he lost it. Totally ridiculous and sad.
Other than that, things are just okay. I'm trying to train for the Mud Run this year... I started training on Monday. No thoughts about how it's going quite yet.
I turn 25 this October. i know, ladies aren't supposed to say their age, but I'm really excited.
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Before the engagement wedding planning
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How much wedding planning do you think you can do before the official engagement? Is it really practical or a good idea to look at venues before your engaged?
Do your opinions change when I tell you it's the couple looking at spaces and listening to potential bands?
What if it's just the girl and her mom? What does that change?
I'm asking because I sort of feel weird about having discussions about my wedding when I'm not engaged, and yet I seem to have them all the time.
Are there other discussions like this? Somehow it's appropriate to talk about a mutual desire for children as early as the 5th date, but talking about what you'll name those kids... not appropriate until a few months before you decide to start trying. What are these invisible lines of social etiquette that we all have? How do we know what is appropriate, and what's not?
I've just finished a really interesting book called 'Live through this'. It's about a women who's two daughters run away at 12 and 14 and how she goes through the next 3 years of her life trying to find them/function/deal. It's this really interesting story in so many ways. Looking at the decline of her girls, how they went from normal 10 year olds to grungy street kids. How the 'system' is designed to help her children stay away, despite her good parenting and attempts to bring her girls home. How she deals with the two other girls she has, and trying to create a sense of normalcy for them when the other two are in and out of the house.
While I've been reading that, I've also started in on M@'s favorite book, 'Two years before the mast'. While it's been good, it's also very clunky, and I'm not just talking about the two 400 page hardback books I've actually been carrying around. He says it basically changed his life. That it influenced him so much when he was growing up. I just don't really see it. Interesting, sure, infuencing, not so much.
I just started into a book called 'Supergirls.' I didn't realize it was written by a 19 year old when I picked it up, but so far it's been annoying. I thought it was a collection of essays and thoughts by various industrious women. Really it's a look at the feminine ideal and today's media culture inspiring a generation of impossibly perfect yet ultimately f*ed up girls. Eh...
Someone at the office mentioned that layoff's might be imminent. Not really sure what to think about that. I really love it here, and it would suck to loose my job. At the same time, worrying about a layoff certainly isn't going to help me get better at my job or keep it any longer. I guess we'll just have to wait and see...
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How much wedding planning do you think you can do before the official engagement? Is it really practical or a good idea to look at venues before your engaged?
Do your opinions change when I tell you it's the couple looking at spaces and listening to potential bands?
What if it's just the girl and her mom? What does that change?
I'm asking because I sort of feel weird about having discussions about my wedding when I'm not engaged, and yet I seem to have them all the time.
Are there other discussions like this? Somehow it's appropriate to talk about a mutual desire for children as early as the 5th date, but talking about what you'll name those kids... not appropriate until a few months before you decide to start trying. What are these invisible lines of social etiquette that we all have? How do we know what is appropriate, and what's not?
I've just finished a really interesting book called 'Live through this'. It's about a women who's two daughters run away at 12 and 14 and how she goes through the next 3 years of her life trying to find them/function/deal. It's this really interesting story in so many ways. Looking at the decline of her girls, how they went from normal 10 year olds to grungy street kids. How the 'system' is designed to help her children stay away, despite her good parenting and attempts to bring her girls home. How she deals with the two other girls she has, and trying to create a sense of normalcy for them when the other two are in and out of the house.
While I've been reading that, I've also started in on M@'s favorite book, 'Two years before the mast'. While it's been good, it's also very clunky, and I'm not just talking about the two 400 page hardback books I've actually been carrying around. He says it basically changed his life. That it influenced him so much when he was growing up. I just don't really see it. Interesting, sure, infuencing, not so much.
I just started into a book called 'Supergirls.' I didn't realize it was written by a 19 year old when I picked it up, but so far it's been annoying. I thought it was a collection of essays and thoughts by various industrious women. Really it's a look at the feminine ideal and today's media culture inspiring a generation of impossibly perfect yet ultimately f*ed up girls. Eh...
Someone at the office mentioned that layoff's might be imminent. Not really sure what to think about that. I really love it here, and it would suck to loose my job. At the same time, worrying about a layoff certainly isn't going to help me get better at my job or keep it any longer. I guess we'll just have to wait and see...
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Thursday, June 18, 2009
Making Choices...or trying to...
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
6. Make choices. Today’s twenty-something has an upscale problem: an abundance of choices which often leads to making no choice at all. If decision making is a weak skill, find ways to build your decision making muscle. Resist the urge to call your friends and parents when faced with a decision. Make little choices each day on your own, without consulting anyone else (unless of course your choice directly affects another or others).
I've stolen this from the 'Frisky site' here. I'm not exactly sure, but this statement really makes sense for my twenty-something existence right now.
We all know I just got back from Alaska, and yes, I will talk about it, but right now I wanted to talk about this interesting conundrum I have. Making choices. Anyone who's gone out to eat with me, gone shopping with me, or hung around with me knows that I am terrible at making 'mundane' decisions. Give me a big decision (which college to go to, which job to take) and I'm good, but ask me what I want for dinner at the cheesecake factory and I'm like a wax stature, stuck in indecision.
What's bringing this up right now? Well over the Alaska trip there were several times when I just couldn't make a decision. There were menus with 17 or more items on them, and that was just the entrees. There were streets and streets and towns and towns filled with tourist shops. Trying to figure out which t-shirt to buy was just so overwhelming. I'm happy to say that I did make a decision, but not happy to say that Matt's sister Katelin got to witness my inability to make a decision.
Why is it that I can't decide which socks to buy, but between three job offers I know what's right? Why is it that almost every time I go shopping I will inevitably return about 1/3 of the items I buy? Is this a problem?
I have often debated the 'problem' that today's youth have, the overabundance of options and choices. When our parents went to work, they had one job, maybe two or three their whole lives. My current boss was just rewarded for 20 years at the same company! I've already worked for four different companies, and no, it's not the type of work that makes me move around so much.
When my grandfather decided to work, he chose a job, and then he planned to have that job for basically the rest of his life. If not that exact job, then certainly the same company and the same industry. My father was basically the same. He flitted around a little bit right after the military, then again after college, but ultimately he chose a career and then he stuck to it. Both of these people didn't have that many options. My father never thought to himself, 'hmm... I have a photographic degree, but maybe I want to become and airline pilot.' My mother was a teacher. She never thought to herself 'maybe I want to be a rock climbing instructor, or a dental x-ray technician. Forget about the degree and the work I've already put in, I want to do something else.'
Now, it's almost impossible to think about something you can't do. I was watching NCIS last night and I actually started to fill out an application for the Mossad. Do I speak Hebrew? No. Do I want to move to Israel right now? No. Do I really want to be part of a covert operations unit? No. But I have this overwhelming opinion that if I wanted to, I could. That nothing is off the table for me.
My dad used to say that all the time... that I could be anything I wanted to be. What do you think?
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6. Make choices. Today’s twenty-something has an upscale problem: an abundance of choices which often leads to making no choice at all. If decision making is a weak skill, find ways to build your decision making muscle. Resist the urge to call your friends and parents when faced with a decision. Make little choices each day on your own, without consulting anyone else (unless of course your choice directly affects another or others).
I've stolen this from the 'Frisky site' here. I'm not exactly sure, but this statement really makes sense for my twenty-something existence right now.
We all know I just got back from Alaska, and yes, I will talk about it, but right now I wanted to talk about this interesting conundrum I have. Making choices. Anyone who's gone out to eat with me, gone shopping with me, or hung around with me knows that I am terrible at making 'mundane' decisions. Give me a big decision (which college to go to, which job to take) and I'm good, but ask me what I want for dinner at the cheesecake factory and I'm like a wax stature, stuck in indecision.
What's bringing this up right now? Well over the Alaska trip there were several times when I just couldn't make a decision. There were menus with 17 or more items on them, and that was just the entrees. There were streets and streets and towns and towns filled with tourist shops. Trying to figure out which t-shirt to buy was just so overwhelming. I'm happy to say that I did make a decision, but not happy to say that Matt's sister Katelin got to witness my inability to make a decision.
Why is it that I can't decide which socks to buy, but between three job offers I know what's right? Why is it that almost every time I go shopping I will inevitably return about 1/3 of the items I buy? Is this a problem?
I have often debated the 'problem' that today's youth have, the overabundance of options and choices. When our parents went to work, they had one job, maybe two or three their whole lives. My current boss was just rewarded for 20 years at the same company! I've already worked for four different companies, and no, it's not the type of work that makes me move around so much.
When my grandfather decided to work, he chose a job, and then he planned to have that job for basically the rest of his life. If not that exact job, then certainly the same company and the same industry. My father was basically the same. He flitted around a little bit right after the military, then again after college, but ultimately he chose a career and then he stuck to it. Both of these people didn't have that many options. My father never thought to himself, 'hmm... I have a photographic degree, but maybe I want to become and airline pilot.' My mother was a teacher. She never thought to herself 'maybe I want to be a rock climbing instructor, or a dental x-ray technician. Forget about the degree and the work I've already put in, I want to do something else.'
Now, it's almost impossible to think about something you can't do. I was watching NCIS last night and I actually started to fill out an application for the Mossad. Do I speak Hebrew? No. Do I want to move to Israel right now? No. Do I really want to be part of a covert operations unit? No. But I have this overwhelming opinion that if I wanted to, I could. That nothing is off the table for me.
My dad used to say that all the time... that I could be anything I wanted to be. What do you think?
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
Crazy woman..no really
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
I have just come to the conclusion that I'm a little crazy. Okay, I'll give you a moment to nod your heads in agreement or cheer at my revelation...
Really though, I do tend to be a bit on the dramatic side. I'm dramatic, I'm overly invested and involved. I talk fast, type fast, walk fast. I go from tears to smiles and back again in an instant.
I also share much more personal information with people than I should. If you're reading this blog then you might agree with this assessment. Not sure why that is, sometimes it just comes out of my mouth. Perhaps it has something to do with me wanting to be a part of everything.
I wanted to say THANK YOU! Thank you for tolerating me, loving me, sharing with me. Thank you for being who you are, reading here, and deciding that I am important enough to be a part of your lives.
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I have just come to the conclusion that I'm a little crazy. Okay, I'll give you a moment to nod your heads in agreement or cheer at my revelation...
Really though, I do tend to be a bit on the dramatic side. I'm dramatic, I'm overly invested and involved. I talk fast, type fast, walk fast. I go from tears to smiles and back again in an instant.
I also share much more personal information with people than I should. If you're reading this blog then you might agree with this assessment. Not sure why that is, sometimes it just comes out of my mouth. Perhaps it has something to do with me wanting to be a part of everything.
I wanted to say THANK YOU! Thank you for tolerating me, loving me, sharing with me. Thank you for being who you are, reading here, and deciding that I am important enough to be a part of your lives.
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Thursday, May 21, 2009
Lots of Random Thoughts
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This week has been very trying with everything going on... I really hope that Grey's Anatomy is as good as everyone said it is, that's what I'm doing at Lunch today... Is it easier to be a Christian? Not just in America, but everywhere?...Matt is going down to 'war' by the Mexican American border, I'm trying hard not to freak out to much... Anyone know the weather in Alaska at the start of June?...What do people like to eat at a potluck? My tuna/tomatoes did not go over very well...Is there something wrong with having an honest conversation about how everyone can improve conversations?... My sister gets married in less than 10 days, we're almost at less than a week... Is it odd that I cry a little when I think about her changing her name... There was a man on campus yesterday who was carrying around a paintball rifle, though the text message alerts at the beginning noted that SWAT had been called out... The trees outside my office window make me really happy... If they don't show up at Disneyland on Wednesday I might have a panic attack... I finally made really good biscuits for breakfast one morning, but I still think the brownies out of the box were a better treat... Mimi's new Strawberry Lemonade Sparkling Wine drink is really good!... I'm jealous of the fact that other schools are already out for the summer... Anyone else want to travel to London with me?
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This week has been very trying with everything going on... I really hope that Grey's Anatomy is as good as everyone said it is, that's what I'm doing at Lunch today... Is it easier to be a Christian? Not just in America, but everywhere?...Matt is going down to 'war' by the Mexican American border, I'm trying hard not to freak out to much... Anyone know the weather in Alaska at the start of June?...What do people like to eat at a potluck? My tuna/tomatoes did not go over very well...Is there something wrong with having an honest conversation about how everyone can improve conversations?... My sister gets married in less than 10 days, we're almost at less than a week... Is it odd that I cry a little when I think about her changing her name... There was a man on campus yesterday who was carrying around a paintball rifle, though the text message alerts at the beginning noted that SWAT had been called out... The trees outside my office window make me really happy... If they don't show up at Disneyland on Wednesday I might have a panic attack... I finally made really good biscuits for breakfast one morning, but I still think the brownies out of the box were a better treat... Mimi's new Strawberry Lemonade Sparkling Wine drink is really good!... I'm jealous of the fact that other schools are already out for the summer... Anyone else want to travel to London with me?
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Strip-search in High School
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I'm sure by now we've all seen the news about the supreme court finally hearing the case about the 13 year old girl who got strip-searched for drugs in a middle school in Arizona. She was brought to the Principal's office because someone else snitched that she had illegal drugs and was passing them out to people. Yes, the illegal drug was prescription Advil.
Let's look at this from the perspective of another students' mom. Here is a girl wandering around middle school potentially giving drugs to other minors. Yes, it's *just* Advil, but there are lots of drugs that interfere poorly with Advil. My own experience tells me that prescription strength Advil creates emotional imbalances in my system. As a random mom at this middle school I want to know the drugs my children are taking, and I don't want them passed out by anyone else. It starts with Advil, moves to Ritalin, and then where does it stop. So no, I don't think there was anything wrong in reacting strongly to the accusation that this girl was passing out prescription Advil.
Let's talk about the strip search part. What are the current laws related to strip searches? There are several differing philosophies. We've got the 'search is a search is a search' idea, then we've got the 'search beyond the reasonable limits' perspective.
In the first perspective we assume that because one has been granted permission to search a closet, a house, etc, one has also been granted permission to search a person. How are you searching a person without searching their current clothing.
Alternatively we have the perspective that a person's right to privacy outweighs the search, and that being exposed in this demeaning manner can constitute an invasion beyond that of the kitchen cabinets and underneath your bed.
In this specific case she was called to the Principals office, and the search was conducted in private by two females, one of whom was the school nurse. If we start at the basis that all schools have general guidelines which state that school lockers can be searched with permission, as can random searches of backpacks,etc. how much of a stretch is it that they decided to search her person.
Apparently the fact that she'd never been in any trouble before, and it was just Advil make people want to ignore the real issues of whether or not a principal can order a strip search, and then within this context if the strip-search that occurred was conducted properly.
I hate to say it, but with increases in violence everywhere, I'm a fan of voting with the principal.
On a totally ridiculous note, this girl says this experience traumatized her, which I don't doubt. However, I'm not sure how great of a model she is for the Arizona school system. Perhaps someone should have ensured she knew proper English before she left middle-school, Advil or no...
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I'm sure by now we've all seen the news about the supreme court finally hearing the case about the 13 year old girl who got strip-searched for drugs in a middle school in Arizona. She was brought to the Principal's office because someone else snitched that she had illegal drugs and was passing them out to people. Yes, the illegal drug was prescription Advil.
Let's look at this from the perspective of another students' mom. Here is a girl wandering around middle school potentially giving drugs to other minors. Yes, it's *just* Advil, but there are lots of drugs that interfere poorly with Advil. My own experience tells me that prescription strength Advil creates emotional imbalances in my system. As a random mom at this middle school I want to know the drugs my children are taking, and I don't want them passed out by anyone else. It starts with Advil, moves to Ritalin, and then where does it stop. So no, I don't think there was anything wrong in reacting strongly to the accusation that this girl was passing out prescription Advil.
Let's talk about the strip search part. What are the current laws related to strip searches? There are several differing philosophies. We've got the 'search is a search is a search' idea, then we've got the 'search beyond the reasonable limits' perspective.
In the first perspective we assume that because one has been granted permission to search a closet, a house, etc, one has also been granted permission to search a person. How are you searching a person without searching their current clothing.
Alternatively we have the perspective that a person's right to privacy outweighs the search, and that being exposed in this demeaning manner can constitute an invasion beyond that of the kitchen cabinets and underneath your bed.
In this specific case she was called to the Principals office, and the search was conducted in private by two females, one of whom was the school nurse. If we start at the basis that all schools have general guidelines which state that school lockers can be searched with permission, as can random searches of backpacks,etc. how much of a stretch is it that they decided to search her person.
Apparently the fact that she'd never been in any trouble before, and it was just Advil make people want to ignore the real issues of whether or not a principal can order a strip search, and then within this context if the strip-search that occurred was conducted properly.
I hate to say it, but with increases in violence everywhere, I'm a fan of voting with the principal.
On a totally ridiculous note, this girl says this experience traumatized her, which I don't doubt. However, I'm not sure how great of a model she is for the Arizona school system. Perhaps someone should have ensured she knew proper English before she left middle-school, Advil or no...
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Thursday, April 16, 2009
Maybe Every Other Day...
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
A while back I was so diligent I was posting everyday. I had a reasonable readership and I felt that I was able to communicate relatively effectively. Well, that's gone out the window, but I'm really going to try two to three times a week.
My sister got into town on Monday to finalize some wedding details and make things happen. Her bridal shower is on Saturday, so we're working on that as well. I have decided to make the cupcakes.
I know, I just finished the 9 person Passover dinner, I have to work on Sunday and I'm basically insane. But... I really want to...
Not only do I want to, but I want to try something new. This is basically my philosophy of life. Having multiple people over whom you are trying to impress? Try something new! Cook something new, bake something new, and just to throw it all in there, even add a new theme or location!
So, I'm baking cupcakes. I told my sister to pick a recipe out of my book. Then I've decided that I will make candied lilacs for the tops of cupcakes. Cute, adorable edible flowers. Throw on some of those little silver candy balls, and I think you've got something beautiful. All the better if I can get the little balls to be black, instead of silver.
So I'm spending my lunch on the hunt for organic, pesticide free lilacs. Then on the way to the dinner party I have tonight, I'm going to try to purchase some little silver or black candy balls.
Did I mention that as I write this I am trying to talk down the wine tasting tour company, answer 4 work e-mails, find a good tailor for my bridesmaid dress and figure out how exactly I can fight my speeding ticket. Yup- that's me. Those lazy days are long gone until Alaska.
**for those of you following along, Matthew and I got our first piece of mail addressed to both of us. Then my parents told me that I couldn't have my wedding in December. Please note, I did not mention anything about an engagement**
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A while back I was so diligent I was posting everyday. I had a reasonable readership and I felt that I was able to communicate relatively effectively. Well, that's gone out the window, but I'm really going to try two to three times a week.
My sister got into town on Monday to finalize some wedding details and make things happen. Her bridal shower is on Saturday, so we're working on that as well. I have decided to make the cupcakes.
I know, I just finished the 9 person Passover dinner, I have to work on Sunday and I'm basically insane. But... I really want to...
Not only do I want to, but I want to try something new. This is basically my philosophy of life. Having multiple people over whom you are trying to impress? Try something new! Cook something new, bake something new, and just to throw it all in there, even add a new theme or location!
So, I'm baking cupcakes. I told my sister to pick a recipe out of my book. Then I've decided that I will make candied lilacs for the tops of cupcakes. Cute, adorable edible flowers. Throw on some of those little silver candy balls, and I think you've got something beautiful. All the better if I can get the little balls to be black, instead of silver.
So I'm spending my lunch on the hunt for organic, pesticide free lilacs. Then on the way to the dinner party I have tonight, I'm going to try to purchase some little silver or black candy balls.
Did I mention that as I write this I am trying to talk down the wine tasting tour company, answer 4 work e-mails, find a good tailor for my bridesmaid dress and figure out how exactly I can fight my speeding ticket. Yup- that's me. Those lazy days are long gone until Alaska.
**for those of you following along, Matthew and I got our first piece of mail addressed to both of us. Then my parents told me that I couldn't have my wedding in December. Please note, I did not mention anything about an engagement**
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Thursday, February 19, 2009
I have decided that I really don't like King's fans
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because they are really annoying, and loud and just generally rude. And no, this has nothing to do with the fact that they beat my beloved Ducks at the game last night... nothing... I mean, you believe me, right?
There we were, Matt, Rick and I (and our very unfortunate empty 4th seat) eating hot dogs, pretzels and nachos just trying to enjoy a hockey game. I'll be the first to admit that I expect Hockey fans to be a bit rowdy. I expect there to be several good fights in the game, so why not some nice heckling from the stands. However, I expect that we are all adults, and therefore can understand how to communicate as such. I must have been the luckiest person in the world, because sitting right behind us I found the most annoying 6 King's fans. You don't believe me (I know you don't) but this woman must have been the spawn of the devil...
Not only the words that came out of her mouth (which are far to vile to write on my good, clean wholesome blog (yes yes, I hear your laughter)) but the sheer timbre of her voice. My ears are STILL ringing. Her voice could probably break glass. Thank g-d all those walls in front of her were plastic. Her and her boyfriend were such assholes. They were vile, and rude and stupid.
I agree with yelling at the refs (sorry dad!). Sometimes they suck it up, and sometimes I just need to express my distaste. However, if you're going to claim that a call was bogus, then you have to have some sort of idea what the hell you're talking about. This guy's favorite line of the night was the all not-to-intimidating "Disney Movie, you're team's named after a Disney movie!" ohhh.. scary. Yes, that's right folks. Not only was there a movie, but Disney actually OWNED the team for a while.
Moving on from the ANNOYING AND DISTINCTLY RIDICULOUS King's fans, the game was quite fun. At the last minute Matt's sister and Brother-In-Law had to bail, so I was lucky enough to be able to ask my new friend Rick. Rick is a really great guy. We work together, though not directly, so when we hang out it's a lot of fun. So far we've seen a movie, been to the game and we have plans to go to a Museum. Yeah! So Rick and I drove in from UCI and Matt met us at the game. Before the game I was even able to convince him that we HAD to have a delectable Mexican bakery treat from Molinos bakery off of Sunkist... yummy.
The game had LOTS of fights in it. Was anyone watching from home? There were at least two all out fist-fights. There would have been more, but the refs have been on this whole lets stop the fights kick... wonder why? Additionally, even though the Ducks lost (which was a first in my personal game attending history) it was a competitive game. It ended up being 4-3 Kings, which shows you that everyone was very involved. Lots of penalties and Power Plays.
When it ended we practically ran from the stadium so we could avoid hitting those annoying King's fans... you should be so happy stupid boy and girl in Row N 224... that's right, I could have taken you...
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because they are really annoying, and loud and just generally rude. And no, this has nothing to do with the fact that they beat my beloved Ducks at the game last night... nothing... I mean, you believe me, right?
There we were, Matt, Rick and I (and our very unfortunate empty 4th seat) eating hot dogs, pretzels and nachos just trying to enjoy a hockey game. I'll be the first to admit that I expect Hockey fans to be a bit rowdy. I expect there to be several good fights in the game, so why not some nice heckling from the stands. However, I expect that we are all adults, and therefore can understand how to communicate as such. I must have been the luckiest person in the world, because sitting right behind us I found the most annoying 6 King's fans. You don't believe me (I know you don't) but this woman must have been the spawn of the devil...
Not only the words that came out of her mouth (which are far to vile to write on my good, clean wholesome blog (yes yes, I hear your laughter)) but the sheer timbre of her voice. My ears are STILL ringing. Her voice could probably break glass. Thank g-d all those walls in front of her were plastic. Her and her boyfriend were such assholes. They were vile, and rude and stupid.
I agree with yelling at the refs (sorry dad!). Sometimes they suck it up, and sometimes I just need to express my distaste. However, if you're going to claim that a call was bogus, then you have to have some sort of idea what the hell you're talking about. This guy's favorite line of the night was the all not-to-intimidating "Disney Movie, you're team's named after a Disney movie!" ohhh.. scary. Yes, that's right folks. Not only was there a movie, but Disney actually OWNED the team for a while.
Moving on from the ANNOYING AND DISTINCTLY RIDICULOUS King's fans, the game was quite fun. At the last minute Matt's sister and Brother-In-Law had to bail, so I was lucky enough to be able to ask my new friend Rick. Rick is a really great guy. We work together, though not directly, so when we hang out it's a lot of fun. So far we've seen a movie, been to the game and we have plans to go to a Museum. Yeah! So Rick and I drove in from UCI and Matt met us at the game. Before the game I was even able to convince him that we HAD to have a delectable Mexican bakery treat from Molinos bakery off of Sunkist... yummy.
The game had LOTS of fights in it. Was anyone watching from home? There were at least two all out fist-fights. There would have been more, but the refs have been on this whole lets stop the fights kick... wonder why? Additionally, even though the Ducks lost (which was a first in my personal game attending history) it was a competitive game. It ended up being 4-3 Kings, which shows you that everyone was very involved. Lots of penalties and Power Plays.
When it ended we practically ran from the stadium so we could avoid hitting those annoying King's fans... you should be so happy stupid boy and girl in Row N 224... that's right, I could have taken you...
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Monday, January 5, 2009
3 months sure went fast
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
Who would believe that just three short months ago I was just starting with UCI. I can't believe how quickly time has flown by, and how much I've learned. I know you learn a lot whenever you start somewhere new, I just can't describe how happy I am to be learning here.
On other notes, I'm trying to plan dates throughout the rest of the school year. Working occasional weekends has meant that I've needed to be extra diligent in trying to plan weekend getaways. I'm happy to report that m@ and I are taking our first little road-trip this month. I'm sure I annoy the hell out of him, but I'm just so excited. Road-trips are one of those things that I think are really fun, and traveling is something I think that M@ and I should really do more of together. It's something we both love, so why not love it together.
Let's see...what else. I've been scrapbooking a lot and reading a lot. I got myself a few great books, and I also got a few for the holidays. I'm looking forward to trying some of the wines in my 100 greatest wines book, and recipes from Miriam's kitchen. I've also invested in a library card so I can keep reading interesting things.
I'm trying really hard to integrate important spiritual readings into part of my Saturdays. I haven't found a temple yet, so I'm going to try to observe the Shabbat with a reading habit. I figure I start with Torah portions and end up with biographies and historical fiction. Anything that teaches me something new, right?
Do you believe in New Year's Resolutions? I can't decide. Part of me totally wants to make some, and then keep them and prove how cool I am. The other part of me realizes that I don't need a New Year to make changes, and that somehow doing them over the new years makes them somewhat more likely for failure. Hmm....
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Who would believe that just three short months ago I was just starting with UCI. I can't believe how quickly time has flown by, and how much I've learned. I know you learn a lot whenever you start somewhere new, I just can't describe how happy I am to be learning here.
On other notes, I'm trying to plan dates throughout the rest of the school year. Working occasional weekends has meant that I've needed to be extra diligent in trying to plan weekend getaways. I'm happy to report that m@ and I are taking our first little road-trip this month. I'm sure I annoy the hell out of him, but I'm just so excited. Road-trips are one of those things that I think are really fun, and traveling is something I think that M@ and I should really do more of together. It's something we both love, so why not love it together.
Let's see...what else. I've been scrapbooking a lot and reading a lot. I got myself a few great books, and I also got a few for the holidays. I'm looking forward to trying some of the wines in my 100 greatest wines book, and recipes from Miriam's kitchen. I've also invested in a library card so I can keep reading interesting things.
I'm trying really hard to integrate important spiritual readings into part of my Saturdays. I haven't found a temple yet, so I'm going to try to observe the Shabbat with a reading habit. I figure I start with Torah portions and end up with biographies and historical fiction. Anything that teaches me something new, right?
Do you believe in New Year's Resolutions? I can't decide. Part of me totally wants to make some, and then keep them and prove how cool I am. The other part of me realizes that I don't need a New Year to make changes, and that somehow doing them over the new years makes them somewhat more likely for failure. Hmm....
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Friday, January 2, 2009
And introducing 2009...
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
I think it started a tad bit auspiciously, with a foggy night as a bookend to the new year transition. I can't help but wonder if the cover of fog allowed a slightly sinister year to begin... or am I attributing far to much to a few foggy nights just a few miles from the ocean?
Either way the holidays have been good to me. I was lucky enough to be able to take some time off of work, and to spend most of the time either celebrating with family or with Matthew in Manhattan Beach. Both activities made me very happy. I was thrilled with celebrating Christmas with his family for the first time. It seems so odd that it's been years of being together, and yet our first Christmas and Chanukah celebrations. I was shocked by the present load related to Christmas, honestly, it was all a bit much.
I have been reading Eat, Pray, Love and I can't tell you how excited this book has me. I was considering offering it to another friend I know wanted to read it when I was finished, but I think that I should hang on it, keep it around for a little pick me up when I need it most.
Sometimes it's hard for me to have the spiritual conversations I want to. Sometimes I have a yearning for a deeper understanding of G-d, and for someone to discuss these revelations with. However, I haven't found anyone. Those in my life I used to connect with have been recently unable to process these thoughts, and I'm still looking for a spiritual teacher. Those who have read the book will know that she has a Guru. No, that's not what I'm looking for. Really I want a Rabbi or a Rebbitzin who I can connect with, who I can truly engage with to discuss the truths of my life, and how I connect with G-d.
I brought Molly up to visit with Matthew and I in Manhattan Beach. I'm pleased to say that she is doing wonderfully. It was so nice to have her there all week, and I didn't even really mind it when she meowed at the door. (Matt decided he didn't want her in the bedroom).
Okay, I guess that's it for now...
I wish everyone a happy, healthy and rewarding 2009.
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I think it started a tad bit auspiciously, with a foggy night as a bookend to the new year transition. I can't help but wonder if the cover of fog allowed a slightly sinister year to begin... or am I attributing far to much to a few foggy nights just a few miles from the ocean?
Either way the holidays have been good to me. I was lucky enough to be able to take some time off of work, and to spend most of the time either celebrating with family or with Matthew in Manhattan Beach. Both activities made me very happy. I was thrilled with celebrating Christmas with his family for the first time. It seems so odd that it's been years of being together, and yet our first Christmas and Chanukah celebrations. I was shocked by the present load related to Christmas, honestly, it was all a bit much.
I have been reading Eat, Pray, Love and I can't tell you how excited this book has me. I was considering offering it to another friend I know wanted to read it when I was finished, but I think that I should hang on it, keep it around for a little pick me up when I need it most.
Sometimes it's hard for me to have the spiritual conversations I want to. Sometimes I have a yearning for a deeper understanding of G-d, and for someone to discuss these revelations with. However, I haven't found anyone. Those in my life I used to connect with have been recently unable to process these thoughts, and I'm still looking for a spiritual teacher. Those who have read the book will know that she has a Guru. No, that's not what I'm looking for. Really I want a Rabbi or a Rebbitzin who I can connect with, who I can truly engage with to discuss the truths of my life, and how I connect with G-d.
I brought Molly up to visit with Matthew and I in Manhattan Beach. I'm pleased to say that she is doing wonderfully. It was so nice to have her there all week, and I didn't even really mind it when she meowed at the door. (Matt decided he didn't want her in the bedroom).
Okay, I guess that's it for now...
I wish everyone a happy, healthy and rewarding 2009.
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Thursday, November 13, 2008
I am the Happiest Girl...
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It's so good to be able to write and say that life is going well. That I'm really happy with my job, that I'm really happy with my boyfriend, that I'm really happy in general. That I'm going to the gym, eating reasonably well, going out with friends, making money....
Yes, there are a few things that I could complain about... but why?
So rather than go into details about any of that, I'll talk about something that worries me. The economy and Not-for-Profits.
Unfortunately another theater group, the lovely and talented Opera Pacific here in Orange County, has folded. While it hasn't been in a good financial situation for a while, it's sad that this latest economic downturn has created a situation where it's only option was to close. I almost worked there...
So many of my friends are out of work. I'm almost terrified- last one in first one out you know. Even in the entertainment for-profit the world seems to be having an effect. I know lots of people who are talented and experienced who can't seem to find something on which to hang their hat. Hmm... I don't usually follow this type of news, but I'm trying to get better at acknowledging how it might affect my life, and how, as an adult, I should be paying attention.
Has the economic down turn affected you?
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It's so good to be able to write and say that life is going well. That I'm really happy with my job, that I'm really happy with my boyfriend, that I'm really happy in general. That I'm going to the gym, eating reasonably well, going out with friends, making money....
Yes, there are a few things that I could complain about... but why?
So rather than go into details about any of that, I'll talk about something that worries me. The economy and Not-for-Profits.
Unfortunately another theater group, the lovely and talented Opera Pacific here in Orange County, has folded. While it hasn't been in a good financial situation for a while, it's sad that this latest economic downturn has created a situation where it's only option was to close. I almost worked there...
So many of my friends are out of work. I'm almost terrified- last one in first one out you know. Even in the entertainment for-profit the world seems to be having an effect. I know lots of people who are talented and experienced who can't seem to find something on which to hang their hat. Hmm... I don't usually follow this type of news, but I'm trying to get better at acknowledging how it might affect my life, and how, as an adult, I should be paying attention.
Has the economic down turn affected you?
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Thursday, October 30, 2008
What a long week...
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
This week was my first tech week here at UCI. I loved it. Even though there was a lot of stress to be working through weekend time, and into the evenings for three straight days, it was really impressive to see the show. I'm very impressed with the dedication and hard work of everyone who is involved with this performance. It was a great introduction to UCI shows.
However, the reality of it all is that I'm tired. That I had a 6 day week of working, and that it is fairly exhausting to have so much work.
I did get to go to the Ducks Hockey game last night. It ROCKED! We beat the Redwings in 5 minute sudden death overtime. There was a moment when we thought they were going to call back our winning goal (they had already called one back that night) and I almost stopped breathing watching the referee on the headset. You may wonder why I was so consumed, because we all know I don't watch the games on days I'm not actually at the game, but I REALLY wanted us to win. And we did!
Hmm.. what else. I baked pumpkin cupcakes last night, which was quite exciting. They turned out very well and I'm excited to ice them tonight and serve them tomorrow.
Which also reminds me Internet- HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
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This week was my first tech week here at UCI. I loved it. Even though there was a lot of stress to be working through weekend time, and into the evenings for three straight days, it was really impressive to see the show. I'm very impressed with the dedication and hard work of everyone who is involved with this performance. It was a great introduction to UCI shows.
However, the reality of it all is that I'm tired. That I had a 6 day week of working, and that it is fairly exhausting to have so much work.
I did get to go to the Ducks Hockey game last night. It ROCKED! We beat the Redwings in 5 minute sudden death overtime. There was a moment when we thought they were going to call back our winning goal (they had already called one back that night) and I almost stopped breathing watching the referee on the headset. You may wonder why I was so consumed, because we all know I don't watch the games on days I'm not actually at the game, but I REALLY wanted us to win. And we did!
Hmm.. what else. I baked pumpkin cupcakes last night, which was quite exciting. They turned out very well and I'm excited to ice them tonight and serve them tomorrow.
Which also reminds me Internet- HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
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Friday, October 24, 2008
Political ideas seeping into everything
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
I love and hate this time of the year. When everywhere I look there is some other thought about the upcoming election. I love that more and more Americans appear to be getting involved every year. This may just be my personal perception, but it's one I really like. I love to see people holding signs, even if I don't believe in them. Having an opinion and using your vote to express it is an innately American ideal, and I'm proud that we are continuing this remarkable tradition.
On the flip side though, I hate it. I hate being surrounded by friends political ideas. I have to admit that there are relatively few things that I feel politically impassioned about. I have my opinions, and while I'm happy to share them, I don't ever feel the need to change some one's mind about their thoughts. I hate it when people tell me that 'I'm wrong.' As far as I can tell, political causes are still vastly about opinion. It's not fact we're debating when you tell me that homosexuals shouldn't get married... I don't mean to be calling light to CA's prop 8, but it seems to be the one confronting me most often. Every time I turn on the TV in my house, there is someone else there to make a snarky and highly inappropriate (in my opinion) comment on the people in the show who are depicted to be homosexual...or even curious.
I just have to say it. It is my opinion that you cannot believe that homosexuality is a choice and believe that you can label a man as gay because he appears to be so to you! You have to make a choice. Either, people are born gay and that means the man you see who is married with a child but appears gay to you is hiding or denying himself. -OR- you believe that you make a choice and then someone who hasn't "made" that choice is not gay.
Yes, I've said it. This is my opinion. I don't care which one you believe in ,but pick a side. I'm tired of people telling me that they don't like people because they perceive them to be gay, but then tell me that being gay is a choice. GRRR..
Okay. Back to the main point. I'm all for political awareness, but let's all remember that we want to be friends when the election ends and that it's all really about personal opinion.
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I love and hate this time of the year. When everywhere I look there is some other thought about the upcoming election. I love that more and more Americans appear to be getting involved every year. This may just be my personal perception, but it's one I really like. I love to see people holding signs, even if I don't believe in them. Having an opinion and using your vote to express it is an innately American ideal, and I'm proud that we are continuing this remarkable tradition.
On the flip side though, I hate it. I hate being surrounded by friends political ideas. I have to admit that there are relatively few things that I feel politically impassioned about. I have my opinions, and while I'm happy to share them, I don't ever feel the need to change some one's mind about their thoughts. I hate it when people tell me that 'I'm wrong.' As far as I can tell, political causes are still vastly about opinion. It's not fact we're debating when you tell me that homosexuals shouldn't get married... I don't mean to be calling light to CA's prop 8, but it seems to be the one confronting me most often. Every time I turn on the TV in my house, there is someone else there to make a snarky and highly inappropriate (in my opinion) comment on the people in the show who are depicted to be homosexual...or even curious.
I just have to say it. It is my opinion that you cannot believe that homosexuality is a choice and believe that you can label a man as gay because he appears to be so to you! You have to make a choice. Either, people are born gay and that means the man you see who is married with a child but appears gay to you is hiding or denying himself. -OR- you believe that you make a choice and then someone who hasn't "made" that choice is not gay.
Yes, I've said it. This is my opinion. I don't care which one you believe in ,but pick a side. I'm tired of people telling me that they don't like people because they perceive them to be gay, but then tell me that being gay is a choice. GRRR..
Okay. Back to the main point. I'm all for political awareness, but let's all remember that we want to be friends when the election ends and that it's all really about personal opinion.
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008
I like to be treated like a lady
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
It occurs to me today that I really enjoy it when someone opens a door for me. That I feel particularly happy when someone acknowledges that I am a lady, and that sometimes that means boys should do nice things for us. Not to much, but lifting heavy things, holding open doors when appropriate, maybe allowing us to sit in the front seat..
I'm so excited about my birthday weekend. A hockey game, a mud run, dinner, dancing, facials (maybe) and then tea! what a full weekend, but what a fantastic time celebrating.
I am also excited because I'm going to see my first apartment tonight- hopefully I'll like it. We'll have to see what happens.
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It occurs to me today that I really enjoy it when someone opens a door for me. That I feel particularly happy when someone acknowledges that I am a lady, and that sometimes that means boys should do nice things for us. Not to much, but lifting heavy things, holding open doors when appropriate, maybe allowing us to sit in the front seat..
I'm so excited about my birthday weekend. A hockey game, a mud run, dinner, dancing, facials (maybe) and then tea! what a full weekend, but what a fantastic time celebrating.
I am also excited because I'm going to see my first apartment tonight- hopefully I'll like it. We'll have to see what happens.
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Sunday, August 17, 2008
Just not sure what is going on, or what to say about it
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
I had a few things I wanted to blog about, mostly how annoyed I am with little things in life. Let's see if the ideas are coming out...
Michael Phelps... what a wonderful athlete. I'm totally in support of being in awe and happy with our crazy athletes... however, I'm a little OVER the whole craziness. What is the problem with acknowledging the three other people who make a 4 person race gold medal. I can't even imagine how annoying it must be to be them. Especially Lezak, because he make up SO much time, and all anyone could say was another gold medal for Phelps.... woot...
I'm annoyed by landlords... why do they have to be such A*Holes. M@ and I went to hermosa beach to look at apartments and I can't even believe how pathetic everything was for the landlords. we met with this one guy who asked for $100 to run the credit. Then he said he wanted $500 in CASH for an additional retainer and was a complete jerk in relation to him proving his salary. Needless to say, he decided to just lose the $.
I finally managed to buy myself a teapot. As long and as hard of a decision it was, it was made vastly easier by Esther, my Vietnam travel companion. I found one I thought was decent, and while I was debating and looking around, she haggled the price for this 5 cup teapot down to about two dollars. I can't even believe that- I guess I should be thankful, because now I have a teapot in which to try and manage to mix and match my tea collection.
Speaking of tea, because Internet I love it, I want a way to nicely and cleanly show off/organize my tea collection. I have a very extensive collection, with loose-leaf tea from every location I've visited (okay, exaggeration police, not EVERY country, but certainly every trip). In addition to these tea parts, I also have a fairly large selection of bag tea. I love to have a totally random collection, with herbals and whites and blacks and greens. Unfortunately these are so many and in so many boxes that I can't keep them straight. Any good ideas?
I did some reminiscing a few weeks ago, looking through pictures and notes and cards. I can't tell you how weird it was to read love letters from previous boyfriends and realize how much time has passed. Additionally, Internet, I want to know how many of you write love letters now? Is that something we're all passing over now adays?
Okay.. thanks for the randomness break... back to job searches.
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I had a few things I wanted to blog about, mostly how annoyed I am with little things in life. Let's see if the ideas are coming out...
Michael Phelps... what a wonderful athlete. I'm totally in support of being in awe and happy with our crazy athletes... however, I'm a little OVER the whole craziness. What is the problem with acknowledging the three other people who make a 4 person race gold medal. I can't even imagine how annoying it must be to be them. Especially Lezak, because he make up SO much time, and all anyone could say was another gold medal for Phelps.... woot...
I'm annoyed by landlords... why do they have to be such A*Holes. M@ and I went to hermosa beach to look at apartments and I can't even believe how pathetic everything was for the landlords. we met with this one guy who asked for $100 to run the credit. Then he said he wanted $500 in CASH for an additional retainer and was a complete jerk in relation to him proving his salary. Needless to say, he decided to just lose the $.
I finally managed to buy myself a teapot. As long and as hard of a decision it was, it was made vastly easier by Esther, my Vietnam travel companion. I found one I thought was decent, and while I was debating and looking around, she haggled the price for this 5 cup teapot down to about two dollars. I can't even believe that- I guess I should be thankful, because now I have a teapot in which to try and manage to mix and match my tea collection.
Speaking of tea, because Internet I love it, I want a way to nicely and cleanly show off/organize my tea collection. I have a very extensive collection, with loose-leaf tea from every location I've visited (okay, exaggeration police, not EVERY country, but certainly every trip). In addition to these tea parts, I also have a fairly large selection of bag tea. I love to have a totally random collection, with herbals and whites and blacks and greens. Unfortunately these are so many and in so many boxes that I can't keep them straight. Any good ideas?
I did some reminiscing a few weeks ago, looking through pictures and notes and cards. I can't tell you how weird it was to read love letters from previous boyfriends and realize how much time has passed. Additionally, Internet, I want to know how many of you write love letters now? Is that something we're all passing over now adays?
Okay.. thanks for the randomness break... back to job searches.
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Monday, June 9, 2008
I just can't seem to do it anymore
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
First, practical information. Plans for the trip are going okay. I have applied for about 10 new jobs, so hopefully someone will call me back. Yeah!
On to a rant, because I want to. We have a returnable culture. By this I mean that everything here can be returned. Flowers that you bought start to wilt, return them. Don't like the bed sheets, dress, book, hair color... return it! We can return anything. Don't like the new cat you just adopted, you have 7 days to get your money back. Is this a good thing?
I love being in America, and I know that NO ONE in Europe does this crazy return thing. There, if you walk away from the cash register, even if you turn right back around... you're totally stuck with it. You hand over some money, it's not coming back. Like it or not.
Does this returnable culture affect us in more ways. Are we incapable of committing to something new, all because we have this crazy returnable culture? Don't like your husband... return him...?
Frustration.
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First, practical information. Plans for the trip are going okay. I have applied for about 10 new jobs, so hopefully someone will call me back. Yeah!
On to a rant, because I want to. We have a returnable culture. By this I mean that everything here can be returned. Flowers that you bought start to wilt, return them. Don't like the bed sheets, dress, book, hair color... return it! We can return anything. Don't like the new cat you just adopted, you have 7 days to get your money back. Is this a good thing?
I love being in America, and I know that NO ONE in Europe does this crazy return thing. There, if you walk away from the cash register, even if you turn right back around... you're totally stuck with it. You hand over some money, it's not coming back. Like it or not.
Does this returnable culture affect us in more ways. Are we incapable of committing to something new, all because we have this crazy returnable culture? Don't like your husband... return him...?
Frustration.
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Monday, April 7, 2008
Tricky times, personal and otherwise
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
I'm not really sure where to start. I have a LOT to say about myself, about what happened this weekend, about politics and my thoughts on the war. Where to start...
Most importantly, I think, is the hurt I happened to spread this weekend. I forced people who haven't spoken to me in a long time to rekindle emotions and thoughts about our relationships. I forced myself to take a long, hard and depressing look into my life and the relationships I've forged. Why, you might ask... because I had to. Because someone, a brilliant someone who can see deeper into my soul and my person than I ever thought possible/would ever be possible for me to do myself, brought to my attention that 1+2 did not =3 in my case...
I tore through my past, through the pain I have felt and the pain I have caused others, and came out on the other end with a very painful solution. A thought that I wasn't going to share, yet again, felt compelled to share. And not only did it not provide anything positive for the other person, it was mean and unkind and horrible. I wish that I could have seen through my pain, and into the pain I would have been causing. It's just so incredible, to understand how clearly someone can see right through me. And how my thoughts could be so muffled, and how I couldn't understand my own process. And how I have ended up back in the same corner I was last time... having brought someone down a scary path, and lost them along the way.
This isn't about them, it's about me... but I'm dreadfully sorry.
Additionally, I was just mean this weekend. A friend was sick and couldn't hang out with me, and I was angry at them. I'm not exactly sure why... but I was. I called up to apologize later, but there wasn't any reason for me to be rude. I just can't seem to figure out where I should be these days.
I think I need to take some time out. Try to limit myself to activities for myself, and around myself...
I watched Stop-loss this weekend. If you haven't seen this movie, you should. Especially if you are actively involved in thinking about how the war is affecting America. I won't give it away, but I loved the way she used live film footage, took action shots and really made me feel like I was there. She didn't ignore the sad moments, but at the same time, she didn't ignore the honor and the desire of the soldiers.
I think the war is a horrible thing, but I also think that it's exceptionally complicated. It's so multi-faceted that it can't easily be explained by either side, without some sort of ignorance or pushing of an agenda. The movie seemed to be fairly unbiased. It presented the horrors of Stop-Loss and the horrors of being a soldier; but at the same time, it seemed to be impressively able to explore and develop real people in these situations.
I wish that I was more politically minded, and I know that those of you who are will be saddened by my process, but I support my country and for me, that support means supporting the soldiers in the war.
I also went to the Art Walk at the Brewery this weekend. I bought a really cute piece, a little expensive, but I was quite smitten by it. It was a great time, with a great date.
I spent an obseen amount of money at Macy's. My way of getting out my horrible emotions for the weekend. SO much for saving for a trip.
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I'm not really sure where to start. I have a LOT to say about myself, about what happened this weekend, about politics and my thoughts on the war. Where to start...
Most importantly, I think, is the hurt I happened to spread this weekend. I forced people who haven't spoken to me in a long time to rekindle emotions and thoughts about our relationships. I forced myself to take a long, hard and depressing look into my life and the relationships I've forged. Why, you might ask... because I had to. Because someone, a brilliant someone who can see deeper into my soul and my person than I ever thought possible/would ever be possible for me to do myself, brought to my attention that 1+2 did not =3 in my case...
I tore through my past, through the pain I have felt and the pain I have caused others, and came out on the other end with a very painful solution. A thought that I wasn't going to share, yet again, felt compelled to share. And not only did it not provide anything positive for the other person, it was mean and unkind and horrible. I wish that I could have seen through my pain, and into the pain I would have been causing. It's just so incredible, to understand how clearly someone can see right through me. And how my thoughts could be so muffled, and how I couldn't understand my own process. And how I have ended up back in the same corner I was last time... having brought someone down a scary path, and lost them along the way.
This isn't about them, it's about me... but I'm dreadfully sorry.
Additionally, I was just mean this weekend. A friend was sick and couldn't hang out with me, and I was angry at them. I'm not exactly sure why... but I was. I called up to apologize later, but there wasn't any reason for me to be rude. I just can't seem to figure out where I should be these days.
I think I need to take some time out. Try to limit myself to activities for myself, and around myself...
I watched Stop-loss this weekend. If you haven't seen this movie, you should. Especially if you are actively involved in thinking about how the war is affecting America. I won't give it away, but I loved the way she used live film footage, took action shots and really made me feel like I was there. She didn't ignore the sad moments, but at the same time, she didn't ignore the honor and the desire of the soldiers.
I think the war is a horrible thing, but I also think that it's exceptionally complicated. It's so multi-faceted that it can't easily be explained by either side, without some sort of ignorance or pushing of an agenda. The movie seemed to be fairly unbiased. It presented the horrors of Stop-Loss and the horrors of being a soldier; but at the same time, it seemed to be impressively able to explore and develop real people in these situations.
I wish that I was more politically minded, and I know that those of you who are will be saddened by my process, but I support my country and for me, that support means supporting the soldiers in the war.
I also went to the Art Walk at the Brewery this weekend. I bought a really cute piece, a little expensive, but I was quite smitten by it. It was a great time, with a great date.
I spent an obseen amount of money at Macy's. My way of getting out my horrible emotions for the weekend. SO much for saving for a trip.
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Sunday, March 2, 2008
Some Explaination...and what happened
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
I appreciate the amount of talking my last post got everyone to. In answer to some of your concerns I will share this:
1. Yes, he is my 'ex' technically. However, we still see each other at least once a week, and speak on the phone almost daily. I think it was a few days ago when he said that he would love to 'mke me his' but didn't think he could do it yet. We've talked about marriage several times, and he's always told me that he could see himself with me for the rest of his life. If not now, when?
2. If he has said yes, I would be thrilled. I love him deeply, but am tired of waiting around for the 'right time.' This way he knows where my head is.
3. While yes, it could have been a joke, I did it because, if he said no, I could play it off that way. Then we could remain friends, but hopefully I could start to fully concentrate on finding someone who will say yes.
Whether good or bad, I did ask him.
The real conversation:
General conversation about the day then:
me: Do you know what today is?
him: Leap day
me: Yup. Do you know any leap day traditions?
him: No
me: Will you marry me?
him: is that a leap day tradition?
me: yup....well....
him: can I get back to you?
me: I guess so. The tradition was that it was the one day a year when women could ask men to marry them. If he said no then he paid her something to calm the rejection.
him: Like what?
me: depends on the country. From a kiss to a silk dress.
him: I think in this day and age a woman shouldn't wait for a Leap day to ask a man to marry her.
me: Certainly she doesn't have to. Any idea about when you might know?
him: I was deliberately vague....
There you go. He didn't even have a reaction. There was no 'really? or what!' There was just a processing of the question, and an answer (although a bad one to my mind).
How would he feel if the girl he proposed to said that...
We have plans today....I guess we'll see where this goes.
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I appreciate the amount of talking my last post got everyone to. In answer to some of your concerns I will share this:
1. Yes, he is my 'ex' technically. However, we still see each other at least once a week, and speak on the phone almost daily. I think it was a few days ago when he said that he would love to 'mke me his' but didn't think he could do it yet. We've talked about marriage several times, and he's always told me that he could see himself with me for the rest of his life. If not now, when?
2. If he has said yes, I would be thrilled. I love him deeply, but am tired of waiting around for the 'right time.' This way he knows where my head is.
3. While yes, it could have been a joke, I did it because, if he said no, I could play it off that way. Then we could remain friends, but hopefully I could start to fully concentrate on finding someone who will say yes.
Whether good or bad, I did ask him.
The real conversation:
General conversation about the day then:
me: Do you know what today is?
him: Leap day
me: Yup. Do you know any leap day traditions?
him: No
me: Will you marry me?
him: is that a leap day tradition?
me: yup....well....
him: can I get back to you?
me: I guess so. The tradition was that it was the one day a year when women could ask men to marry them. If he said no then he paid her something to calm the rejection.
him: Like what?
me: depends on the country. From a kiss to a silk dress.
him: I think in this day and age a woman shouldn't wait for a Leap day to ask a man to marry her.
me: Certainly she doesn't have to. Any idea about when you might know?
him: I was deliberately vague....
There you go. He didn't even have a reaction. There was no 'really? or what!' There was just a processing of the question, and an answer (although a bad one to my mind).
How would he feel if the girl he proposed to said that...
We have plans today....I guess we'll see where this goes.
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Thursday, February 14, 2008
Money Money Money Money....Money
One would hope that I add something to the world- be it good, bad, or indifferent- Me
Money Money Money Money.... Money.
It's funny how much money affects our lives. And how often we think about it, talk about it, and consider it when making plans and decisions.
I am a person, and those of you who know me can agree, who epitomizes the idea of the 'cheap' jew. I save money like it is going out of style. At my new job I have divided my pay check three ways, into two different savings accounts. I am a person who knows how much money she has, and strives to keep a balance of $ in and $ out.
There are other people, like my sister. She has no real concept of savings. She can overdraw her account on $1.35 cup of coffee. Interestingly enough, she also spends money like there is no tomorrow. She's trying to plan for her wedding, and yet spending thousands on yoga. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, but I don't know that it's the best in terms of 'fiscal policy.'
It occured to me today, again, that not everyone has a storage of $ the way that I do. That there are some who work hard, and live (in essence) paycheck to paycheck.
Why is $ such an important part of relationships. When people are intimate, why is $ a problem? Does it matter who pays for what? Making dinner can be just as expensive as a movie for two... Should how much $ a man or woman has affect your decision to marry them? What about their ability to make $?
Why do people think that they need to be so far along their 'life path' before they can commit to something, or someone...
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Money Money Money Money.... Money.
It's funny how much money affects our lives. And how often we think about it, talk about it, and consider it when making plans and decisions.
I am a person, and those of you who know me can agree, who epitomizes the idea of the 'cheap' jew. I save money like it is going out of style. At my new job I have divided my pay check three ways, into two different savings accounts. I am a person who knows how much money she has, and strives to keep a balance of $ in and $ out.
There are other people, like my sister. She has no real concept of savings. She can overdraw her account on $1.35 cup of coffee. Interestingly enough, she also spends money like there is no tomorrow. She's trying to plan for her wedding, and yet spending thousands on yoga. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, but I don't know that it's the best in terms of 'fiscal policy.'
It occured to me today, again, that not everyone has a storage of $ the way that I do. That there are some who work hard, and live (in essence) paycheck to paycheck.
Why is $ such an important part of relationships. When people are intimate, why is $ a problem? Does it matter who pays for what? Making dinner can be just as expensive as a movie for two... Should how much $ a man or woman has affect your decision to marry them? What about their ability to make $?
Why do people think that they need to be so far along their 'life path' before they can commit to something, or someone...
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