Teenaged girls in Murfreesboro, we need to have a talk. Just to clarify, skinny legged jeans are not appropriate for every body type. Take it from a big girl who just knows better.
And PLEASE put the velvet away. It's June. You may think fashion rules are stupid, but you live in the South so get over it. No velvet after Valentine's Day.
I don't care if they make it in your size. Repeat after me: I don't have to wear it.
Maybe we should talk about sequins. There are a few appropriate occasions for them. Here's a list.
1. Weddings. Erica's dress had sequins. It was beautiful.
2. Prom. Just don't look like a mirror ball like I did my junior year.
3. Cute shoes.
4. Formal attire. See my caution above under prom.
5. Competitive figure skating.
Inappropriate:
1. School.
2. Church. I mean on your clothes, not necessarily your shoes. There's just no reason to be shiny at church. This applies to gold lame' as well. But I think it goes without saying that that is NEVER appropriate.
3. Men. Unless you're a competitive figure skater and your partner insists on you wearing sequins. Or unless you're Aaron and have made a fabulous costume for a social occasion that is supposed to involve costumes. All other men, just say no.
These lists are not all inclusive. If you have questions, feel free to ask.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
hm
In about a month, I'll be spending a week at my brother's house keeping his dogs while he's on vacation. I love spending time with my brother's dogs and my niece, but I hate that my brother only ever calls me when he needs something from me.
On a good note, I went to the library with Tina and the kids today and watched G and B play in the fountain. So adorable.
On a good note, I went to the library with Tina and the kids today and watched G and B play in the fountain. So adorable.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
(Slightly disdainful) Confessions of an ISFJ
I posted this to my Myspace a couple of months ago. I find it amusing. But we've already covered that I blog because I'm self absorbed...
1. I resent your attempts to label me and put me in a box. We've already covered that I am indeed a unique and beautiful snowflake. Sorry, Mr. Durden.
2. INTJs are my enigma according to that thing Andrea found. I don't get you. But hey, haven't we all established that I love puzzles and challenges? Throw in something pink or shiny and I get real excited.
3. Um, while you people are all whining about how horrible we ISFJs are, we are not there to defend ourselves. Why? Because we have better things to do. Like annoy you in real life for example. Now, THAT'S fun.
4. Our only Youtube video is about l'ecole journalisme. Haha. I'm a moron.
5. I'm selfless. Just ask me. I LOVE to talk about myself.
6. This will shock you all: ISFJs have a hard time letting go.
7. I serve others. I laugh in the face of my own needs. Or at least refuse to articulate them apparently. (The "Call me, pay attention to me, I need this from you," obviously doesn't count.)
8. We have a great aptitude for organization (hence the deep, undying love of numbered lists,) and unsuspected analytical talent.
HEAR THAT? I'm ANALYTICAL!!!
9. I am correcting your spelling and grammar as I read your email/message/blog post/comment.
10. It doesn't matter if mine is less than perfect. We're talking about YOU now, you realize. Don't forget that I'm selfless.
11. I swear, I fight sleep like a 2 year old at nap time with a No Doz addiction.
12. I am witty and cynical because you have not cracked through the surface to find the closet happy-girl with the warm, mushy center. Sweetness, although desired, makes me doubt your sincerity.
13. I fight sleep because I am STILL, after all these years, afraid that I'm missing something really cool.
14. Things I don't do: call you first. Um, no.
Actually, I think the ISFJ thing is pretty spot on. I was less than flattered when I first tested as an ENFP. They just seemed whiny and high maintenance. Most of those people blasting us in the forums are simply jealous. Go whine in your own forum. You're not going to get a response from one of us in ours, because we (besides being desperate to avoid conflict,) have moved on with our lives... Well, as far as this goes. Apparently we're too busy pining over failed relationships to pay attention to you.
1. I resent your attempts to label me and put me in a box. We've already covered that I am indeed a unique and beautiful snowflake. Sorry, Mr. Durden.
2. INTJs are my enigma according to that thing Andrea found. I don't get you. But hey, haven't we all established that I love puzzles and challenges? Throw in something pink or shiny and I get real excited.
3. Um, while you people are all whining about how horrible we ISFJs are, we are not there to defend ourselves. Why? Because we have better things to do. Like annoy you in real life for example. Now, THAT'S fun.
4. Our only Youtube video is about l'ecole journalisme. Haha. I'm a moron.
5. I'm selfless. Just ask me. I LOVE to talk about myself.
6. This will shock you all: ISFJs have a hard time letting go.
7. I serve others. I laugh in the face of my own needs. Or at least refuse to articulate them apparently. (The "Call me, pay attention to me, I need this from you," obviously doesn't count.)
8. We have a great aptitude for organization (hence the deep, undying love of numbered lists,) and unsuspected analytical talent.
HEAR THAT? I'm ANALYTICAL!!!
9. I am correcting your spelling and grammar as I read your email/message/blog post/comment.
10. It doesn't matter if mine is less than perfect. We're talking about YOU now, you realize. Don't forget that I'm selfless.
11. I swear, I fight sleep like a 2 year old at nap time with a No Doz addiction.
12. I am witty and cynical because you have not cracked through the surface to find the closet happy-girl with the warm, mushy center. Sweetness, although desired, makes me doubt your sincerity.
13. I fight sleep because I am STILL, after all these years, afraid that I'm missing something really cool.
14. Things I don't do: call you first. Um, no.
Actually, I think the ISFJ thing is pretty spot on. I was less than flattered when I first tested as an ENFP. They just seemed whiny and high maintenance. Most of those people blasting us in the forums are simply jealous. Go whine in your own forum. You're not going to get a response from one of us in ours, because we (besides being desperate to avoid conflict,) have moved on with our lives... Well, as far as this goes. Apparently we're too busy pining over failed relationships to pay attention to you.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Fire your boss?
So, Rubyred's book (or at least the small portion that I read,) advised that you're not supposed to find fulfillment in work but in your personal life.
How do you do that when your schedule prevents a personal life?
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Pictures for Mariam! Help!
So I got a letter from my beautiful little Mariam today. I swear, this little girl is obsessed with marriage! I had told her about being in my cousin's wedding, so she has now requested pictures of the wedding. I'm of course sending them to her, but I feel like I should send some others as well of other weddings so she can see what a typical American wedding looks like. 'Cause I tell ya, nothing about Janet's wedding was typical...
I had also told her about baseball, since it's the one sport that I can intelligently watch and yell at. She said that she'd never seen pictures of people playing baseball, but that it sounded like a very tiring sport.
New project: Find pictures of people playing baseball or softball to send to Mariam...
So, anyway, if you have any of the following, please contribute:
Wedding pictures of your own or someone else's
Pictures of baseball/softball games (preferably children, but I'll take adults too.)
Pictures of typical Tennessee scenery from any area of Tennessee.
If you can email them to me I'll get them printed, but if you have copies you can give I'll take those too. Email: brooklyncs@gmail.com
Thanks!
I had also told her about baseball, since it's the one sport that I can intelligently watch and yell at. She said that she'd never seen pictures of people playing baseball, but that it sounded like a very tiring sport.
New project: Find pictures of people playing baseball or softball to send to Mariam...
So, anyway, if you have any of the following, please contribute:
Wedding pictures of your own or someone else's
Pictures of baseball/softball games (preferably children, but I'll take adults too.)
Pictures of typical Tennessee scenery from any area of Tennessee.
If you can email them to me I'll get them printed, but if you have copies you can give I'll take those too. Email: brooklyncs@gmail.com
Thanks!
How did you celebrate the first day of summer?
So, about halfway through my lunch break I realized that it was the first day of summer. Then I realized that I was spending that one hour in pretty much my ideal way (second to being at the beach of course.)
This is how I celebrated the day: Wore shorts to work, wore cute shoes and my favorite black shirt, did the whole curly hair thing in a ponytail, drove around with my shoes kicked off in the floorboard, enjoying the sunshine with the sunroof open and the windows down blasting Me and Bobby McGee and eating an ice cream cone from Dairy Queen. It was a good lunch break.
And then I went back to work and sat at my desk listening to eople tell me why it's my fault they can't control their children and in most instances, themselves.
In other news, nothing from N. Sources report that he has laryngitis, which in this age of electronic communication means that he drops off the face of the planet.
M is making his presence known, or at least trying to be a semblance of presence. Really what's going on is that he gets bored, gets lonely, decides to text me.
Every once in a while I'm real tempted to change my number.
Anyway, before I got distracted by the lack of thrilling that are the boys in my life, I was merely saying this:
It's summer. And so far, it's been gorgeous and peaceful and full of sunshine and music and bare feet, just like summer should be.
This is how I celebrated the day: Wore shorts to work, wore cute shoes and my favorite black shirt, did the whole curly hair thing in a ponytail, drove around with my shoes kicked off in the floorboard, enjoying the sunshine with the sunroof open and the windows down blasting Me and Bobby McGee and eating an ice cream cone from Dairy Queen. It was a good lunch break.
And then I went back to work and sat at my desk listening to eople tell me why it's my fault they can't control their children and in most instances, themselves.
In other news, nothing from N. Sources report that he has laryngitis, which in this age of electronic communication means that he drops off the face of the planet.
M is making his presence known, or at least trying to be a semblance of presence. Really what's going on is that he gets bored, gets lonely, decides to text me.
Every once in a while I'm real tempted to change my number.
Anyway, before I got distracted by the lack of thrilling that are the boys in my life, I was merely saying this:
It's summer. And so far, it's been gorgeous and peaceful and full of sunshine and music and bare feet, just like summer should be.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Watching a bit of TV in between the static...
I am watching the Cosby show. Does it sometimes make you sad that we went some such innocent entertainment that you weren't embarrassed to watch in front of your parents to things like Sex in the City that you feel like you need to repent after watching?
That's what YOU think.
1. There should be more letters in the alphabet. I mean, what kind of random number is 26? Why not 30?
2. I think we should start a revolution. I'm taking suggestions and we'll begin having planning sessions next month.
3. I'm going to set aside 4 hours next week to do something completely spontaneous.
........
Just seeing how long it takes you to get the irony of that last statement.
4. N. Grr.
5. I'm tired and going to bed.
Good night.
2. I think we should start a revolution. I'm taking suggestions and we'll begin having planning sessions next month.
3. I'm going to set aside 4 hours next week to do something completely spontaneous.
........
Just seeing how long it takes you to get the irony of that last statement.
4. N. Grr.
5. I'm tired and going to bed.
Good night.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Thoughts on N.
So, I'm having some thoughts and doubts as to what I want in life in the area of N. I'm starting to notice some things that have caused me to become quite disappointed in him. These aren't things that relate to me; they have to do with the way he treats his relationships in general, the way that he doesn't appear to be getting closer to his ever changing future plans, and a few other things. What sucks right now is that I don't have the right/ability to say, "Look, there are a few things that I have real concerns about," because we're not together and his idea of friendship seems to include a lack of initiation of time spent, conversation, etc.
Rubyred asked me today if I thought maybe I require more effort than other women. I'm responding with a big NO.
1. I am worth time.
2. I am worth attention.
3. I am worth someone wanting to be with me without me doing all the asking.
Here's the thing guys: Get with the program. I'm sick of women feeling like it's wrong for us to want you to call us, ask us out, pick us up, get to know our friends and family, be the spiritual leader, etc.
Stand up and be a man for goodness sake.
With that said, I'm doing some serious praying regarding my feelings for someone who doesn't seem to be interested in maintaining friendships or moving forward toward a goal rather than just planning it.
Rubyred asked me today if I thought maybe I require more effort than other women. I'm responding with a big NO.
1. I am worth time.
2. I am worth attention.
3. I am worth someone wanting to be with me without me doing all the asking.
Here's the thing guys: Get with the program. I'm sick of women feeling like it's wrong for us to want you to call us, ask us out, pick us up, get to know our friends and family, be the spiritual leader, etc.
Stand up and be a man for goodness sake.
With that said, I'm doing some serious praying regarding my feelings for someone who doesn't seem to be interested in maintaining friendships or moving forward toward a goal rather than just planning it.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
No one cares about this blog.
I think it's really funny that author of My Purse Driven Life Anita Renfroe said that Vera Bradley would never catch on in the South.
My collection so far: (Not that anyone other than other VB enthusiasts cares)
1. Petal pink Handbag
2. Petal pink hard eyeglass case
3. Bermuda Blue Tote
4. Bermuda Blue Checkbook Cover
5. Bermuda Blue Zip Wallet
6. Pansy Pink Pocket Wallet
7. New Hope Miller
8. New Hope Little Betsy
9. Americana Red Amy
10. Mesa Red Curling Iron Cover
11. Peacock Journal
12. Turquoise Microfiber.... Audrey I think? I don't remember this one's name...
It's not just me. You see Vera everywhere here. Ever been to a Beth Moore Conference? Ever joined a sorority? Ever been to the mall, to a kids' soccer game, or basically just walked down the street?
You are wrong, Ms. Renfroe. It's in the South. Excuse me while I go drool over the Java Blue Metro that I want off of Amazon...
My collection so far: (Not that anyone other than other VB enthusiasts cares)
1. Petal pink Handbag
2. Petal pink hard eyeglass case
3. Bermuda Blue Tote
4. Bermuda Blue Checkbook Cover
5. Bermuda Blue Zip Wallet
6. Pansy Pink Pocket Wallet
7. New Hope Miller
8. New Hope Little Betsy
9. Americana Red Amy
10. Mesa Red Curling Iron Cover
11. Peacock Journal
12. Turquoise Microfiber.... Audrey I think? I don't remember this one's name...
It's not just me. You see Vera everywhere here. Ever been to a Beth Moore Conference? Ever joined a sorority? Ever been to the mall, to a kids' soccer game, or basically just walked down the street?
You are wrong, Ms. Renfroe. It's in the South. Excuse me while I go drool over the Java Blue Metro that I want off of Amazon...
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Harvey
"In this life you can be oh so smart or oh so pleasant. For years I was smart. I recommend pleasant. You may quote me." - Elwood P. Dowd
I love this movie. It just makes you feel good - almost like you've been hugged or wrapped in a blanket asleep in front of a fire when it's snowing outside. Mr. Dowd walks through life slowly, picking flowers, inviting people over for dinner in honor of a poor man released from jail, presenting everyone with his card and paying compliments to every woman he meets. Sincere compliments - not the flippant ones that men fling out at women now when they remember that we like them.
This movie made me love the name Harvey because it's just so nice, relaxed, slow, thoughtful and, just as Mr. Dowd said, pleasant.
I want my boxer puppy named Harvey, my little white schnauzer puppy named Violet, and my yet unnamed chinchilla. Maybe 2 chinchillas - I could name one Jack and the other one Lucy. Not for while you were sleeping, but for Jack Johnson and Lucy Peevensie.
I love this movie. It just makes you feel good - almost like you've been hugged or wrapped in a blanket asleep in front of a fire when it's snowing outside. Mr. Dowd walks through life slowly, picking flowers, inviting people over for dinner in honor of a poor man released from jail, presenting everyone with his card and paying compliments to every woman he meets. Sincere compliments - not the flippant ones that men fling out at women now when they remember that we like them.
This movie made me love the name Harvey because it's just so nice, relaxed, slow, thoughtful and, just as Mr. Dowd said, pleasant.
I want my boxer puppy named Harvey, my little white schnauzer puppy named Violet, and my yet unnamed chinchilla. Maybe 2 chinchillas - I could name one Jack and the other one Lucy. Not for while you were sleeping, but for Jack Johnson and Lucy Peevensie.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Loritab
So, I had a tooth pulled and they gave me Loritab (aka good drugs.) I took some yesterday right after we got home and next thing I know I'm waking up on the couch cuddling a pair of flip flops and have apparently demanded to know the whereabouts of N. (Which my friend Jaina found extremely hilarious because I didn't remember it.) Tonight I am pondering things. Really - things. I now have a pair of shoes that matches my favorite handbag. I made myself a cd called Whoo Hoo.
The Amazon box has a smile on it. Captain Jake Taylor has 6 hearts. I like books.
The Amazon box has a smile on it. Captain Jake Taylor has 6 hearts. I like books.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Vacations I want to take in the next two years:
New York to go to a taping of the Tyra show. How fun would that be?
Savannah - go eat at Paula Dean's, go to the beach, go to the other places in the Savannah books.
Hawaii - preferably not by myself, which among other reasons makes this one really unlikely.
That's enough for the moment...
Savannah - go eat at Paula Dean's, go to the beach, go to the other places in the Savannah books.
Hawaii - preferably not by myself, which among other reasons makes this one really unlikely.
That's enough for the moment...
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