It's alive. I'm alive.
While I was feeling burnt out on blogging, and thought I'd take a break for a few weeks, I really never intended to make that more like a break for 20ish weeks. But then life hit.
There was a high-profile, high-pressure project at work with insane deadlines and stress and responsibility. There was a promotion. There was work travel, home travel, and best-friend-getting-married travel. There was a day at the U.S. Open, a week at the beach with the family, then a weekend at the beach with co-workers. There were plays, concerts, and movies. There were crying and breakdowns. There was trying to go in the wrong apartment, using the wrong detergent in the washer, and twice locking myself out of the apartment. There was a broken iPhone screen. There were happy hours, happy hours, and happy hours. There were dinners and brunches with my friends and not-a-dates with some other friends. There was book club. There was nightclub dancing in Miami with my besties and then there was a perfect D.C. wedding.
There was a lot that happened and I'm barely scratching the surface.
I miss blogging and writing and being creative here.
Yet every time I open "Learning to Fly" I realize that title just doesn't describe who I am anymore. I'm not saying I'm not learning or that I'm not still trying to figure it out. I am. Oh I am. It's just not quite as scary, intimidating, and mysterious as it used to be. All of those words and the feelings that accompany them are what I associate with this blog and this title. It's what I was feeling when I started this blog at 22, when the mere idea of learning to fly terrified me to my core.
I turn a new (big) age in a few days. While it's completely freaking me out, I'm not terrified to my core. And while I'm not about to wax nostalgic about the past 8 years, I also can't just say good riddance. I'll just say I'm ok.. I'll just say that I'm starting a new blog, and a new daily blogging project, and you should come along.
(This blog will remain but will no longer be updated. The new blog has all of these posts imported. I like everything in its place.)
"Be willing to let go of everything you need to be and do. Take leaps of faith—now is the time to learn how to fly."
-Christine Hassler
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Sunday, December 29, 2013
Wednesday, May 01, 2013
Things To Blog About
Things I need to write about, which will be done in random order as the inspiration strikes. Keep me honest, friends.
- Brother's wedding
- Brother's rehearsal dinner
- Wedding shower for brother's fiancee
- Trip to Disney Land
- Trip to Santa Barbara
- New duvet
- New office decorations
- Rihanna concert
- Friend's cape party
- Bringing back Fountain Friday
- Adding Feminist Friday
- List of stupid things I do that make me question how I function
- List of things I believe in based on an ad I saw in the metro
- Finish the draft I have on camping as a child
- This awesome t-shirt I'm wearing today, which was a Christmas present:
Tuesday, December 04, 2012
Full Disclosure
- I worked from home on Friday because I didn't feel good. Luckily it hasn't progressed beyond a sore throat and sporadic stuffiness, but I sound like Kathleen Turner.
- I went out with Brandie and had too much fun, thus preventing me from doing anything I was supposed to do on Saturday.
- I've bought myself things at Banana Republic and Paper Source instead of buying Christmas gifts.
- Making Christmas gifts and decorations = crazy messy apartment. Especially the dining room table. (See below.)
- Instead of buying peppermints for my advent calendar, I'm using leftover candy corn. (Also see below.)
- I have so much I want to do and see this season but all I am doing instead is watching "Homeland." Which is unbelievably good while also being unbelievably stressful and disconcerting.
- I've always been an "I need four seasons" kind of lady, but these last two days of 60 degree weather is making me realize I really am more of an "I need one week in each of the four seasons that is that season, but the rest can all in the sixties" kind of lady.
- For the first time in years I can listen to "I'll Be Home For Christmas" without crying and I don't know what that means. (Though I'm hoping it means it's just not making me cry yet.)
- I need this tea towel, yesterday:
- I thought I was making progress on my last things to blog about list, but now I'm not so sure:
- My jury duty experience
Capitol tour with mom and her sistersWii night with the ladiesPumpkin carving party- Hurricane Sandy
Work Halloween partyVarious happenings: New office, award, Lauren's birthday, etc.- Old theatre
Things that are and aren't worth the money- Thoughts on energy and healthy eating
- Thoughts on anxiety
- Thanksgiving
- The time I used a saw
- Night out with Brandie
- Pinterest party
- Christmas decorations
- This wasn't the original intent of this post and I can't remember what it was.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Frozen toes, popcorn in hair, and cider on coat: Meeting John and Sherry of Young House Love
As all should know by now, my favorite blog is Young House Love, written by husband and wife super DIY duo John and Sherry.
I've been reading their blog for several years and sometimes forget that I don't actually know them. (If you read a lot of blogs, you'll understand. If you don't read a lot, you'll find this strange. It's not.) When shopping, I constantly say, "Sherry would love this!" Or, when talking to friends with kids, will say something like, "Clara has that same toy." Thankfully, I have many friends that read the blog too and understand. (Everyone else just thinks I have friends named John, Sherry, Clara, and Burger.)
They released a book at the beginning of the month with a plethora of DIY home ideas. To say it's fantastic is an under statement. The book is all-new content, with ideas they managed to think of, write about, and put together, all while raising their daughter and dog and blogging about 10 times a week. Just reading their stuff exhausts and then energizes me. Last month, when they announced a book tour stop in D.C., I had to have been one of the first to RSVP.
The night finally came last night. The signing started at 6:30 and Lauren and I were in line at 6:11. It was held at the Flor store in Georgetown, which neither of us had been to and both of us were expecting to be a lot bigger space, one where we'd be warm and snug indoors instead of cold and frigid outdoors. However, it was totally worth the cold and the wait. We started across from the store, but had to go down a block, over a bit, then up a block before making it to the actual store.
Though it was a long line, it was nice to see just how many fans they have. Flor had arranged for a food truck to serve free cookies and hot cider, both of which were delicious and helped warm us up a bit.
While we waited we submitted raffle tickets to win this J&S-designed Flor beauty.
As we got in sight of the door, they also had warm popcorn, and once inside, wine, too. As we thawed out, got more excited to meet them, and juggled books and bags, I realized I had cider on my coat and yet another piece of popcorn in my hair. A perfect blog idol-meeting look. (But it did produce Lauren's idea for the post title.)
Now, as I've mentioned before, I get super nervous when meeting or even thinking about meeting famous people. I'm just so awkward and am always worried about blurting out random things. (Especially after wine, remember Drunk Bonnie?) Luckily it was just a small glass of wine and I had 2 hours to think about what I would say. And two minutes to clean up cider and clean out popcorn. (My feet were too cold to change out of my nerdy converses and into cute shoes. I hope they didn't notice.)
As we got closer we could see them interacting with people and hear them talking. (Especially Sherry, she sounds just like she does in their videos with a voice that carries.) They were both just so sweet and genuine, exactly as they portray themselves online. If someone had a camera but didn't ask for a picture, they'd say "You need a picture!" They thanked people for waiting so long in the cold and commiserated with those house hunting or house fixing. They just seemed so grateful and happy for each person that was there, even though they'd been at it for 2 hours and apparently would keep going for about 2 hours more.
Because I've been reading their blog longer, Lauren said I had to start the talking. Which basically amounted to "hi," "this is for mom who's renovating her kitchen," "this is for me," and "you're really good at this" or something along those lines.
I didn't blurt out anything creepy like "The 4th step on your porch stairs looks loose." or "I don't like kids but I just love Clara." (I don't actually know if the step is loose I just feel like I know their house so much that I could have said something way too specific. I do, however, love Clara despite my general wariness of kids and Mom said I should have really said that.) They were just very sweet and friendly and seemed like any two people you'd meet on the street whose house floor plan you know.
It was a fun night and I'm so glad that we were able to meet them. Now if only Mom and Gloria, the other two big YHL fans in my life, could have been there. Perhaps for the next book?
I've been reading their blog for several years and sometimes forget that I don't actually know them. (If you read a lot of blogs, you'll understand. If you don't read a lot, you'll find this strange. It's not.) When shopping, I constantly say, "Sherry would love this!" Or, when talking to friends with kids, will say something like, "Clara has that same toy." Thankfully, I have many friends that read the blog too and understand. (Everyone else just thinks I have friends named John, Sherry, Clara, and Burger.)
They released a book at the beginning of the month with a plethora of DIY home ideas. To say it's fantastic is an under statement. The book is all-new content, with ideas they managed to think of, write about, and put together, all while raising their daughter and dog and blogging about 10 times a week. Just reading their stuff exhausts and then energizes me. Last month, when they announced a book tour stop in D.C., I had to have been one of the first to RSVP.
The night finally came last night. The signing started at 6:30 and Lauren and I were in line at 6:11. It was held at the Flor store in Georgetown, which neither of us had been to and both of us were expecting to be a lot bigger space, one where we'd be warm and snug indoors instead of cold and frigid outdoors. However, it was totally worth the cold and the wait. We started across from the store, but had to go down a block, over a bit, then up a block before making it to the actual store.
Though it was a long line, it was nice to see just how many fans they have. Flor had arranged for a food truck to serve free cookies and hot cider, both of which were delicious and helped warm us up a bit.
While we waited we submitted raffle tickets to win this J&S-designed Flor beauty.
As we got in sight of the door, they also had warm popcorn, and once inside, wine, too. As we thawed out, got more excited to meet them, and juggled books and bags, I realized I had cider on my coat and yet another piece of popcorn in my hair. A perfect blog idol-meeting look. (But it did produce Lauren's idea for the post title.)
Now, as I've mentioned before, I get super nervous when meeting or even thinking about meeting famous people. I'm just so awkward and am always worried about blurting out random things. (Especially after wine, remember Drunk Bonnie?) Luckily it was just a small glass of wine and I had 2 hours to think about what I would say. And two minutes to clean up cider and clean out popcorn. (My feet were too cold to change out of my nerdy converses and into cute shoes. I hope they didn't notice.)
As we got closer we could see them interacting with people and hear them talking. (Especially Sherry, she sounds just like she does in their videos with a voice that carries.) They were both just so sweet and genuine, exactly as they portray themselves online. If someone had a camera but didn't ask for a picture, they'd say "You need a picture!" They thanked people for waiting so long in the cold and commiserated with those house hunting or house fixing. They just seemed so grateful and happy for each person that was there, even though they'd been at it for 2 hours and apparently would keep going for about 2 hours more.
Because I've been reading their blog longer, Lauren said I had to start the talking. Which basically amounted to "hi," "this is for mom who's renovating her kitchen," "this is for me," and "you're really good at this" or something along those lines.
I didn't blurt out anything creepy like "The 4th step on your porch stairs looks loose." or "I don't like kids but I just love Clara." (I don't actually know if the step is loose I just feel like I know their house so much that I could have said something way too specific. I do, however, love Clara despite my general wariness of kids and Mom said I should have really said that.) They were just very sweet and friendly and seemed like any two people you'd meet on the street whose house floor plan you know.
It was a fun night and I'm so glad that we were able to meet them. Now if only Mom and Gloria, the other two big YHL fans in my life, could have been there. Perhaps for the next book?
Sunday, November 04, 2012
Things to Blog About
It's happened, again. I have lots to say and either no time or motivation to say them. So here is an attempt to hold myself accountable. Things I need to blog about (or else they didn't happen):
- My jury duty experience
- Capitol tour with mom and her sisters
- Wii night with the ladies
- Pumpkin carving party
- Hurricane Sandy
- Work Halloween party
- Various happenings: New office, award, Lauren's birthday, etc.
- Old theatre
- Things that are and aren't worth the money
- Thoughts on energy and healthy eating
- Thoughts on anxiety
Friday, June 08, 2012
To Do List Update
This week has been so absolutely nuts at work that my head is spinning. And because I'm so brain dead from the week, here is an update on the to do list I set for myself three weeks ago. All in all, I'm happy with my progress.
Cape PartyNational Cathedral Flower MartMother's DayStuff I found while cleaning out my room at home-- Three posts in series so far- The Asian lettuce bundles I made 3ish months ago -- Probably never
- More secrets -- Working on the next 10
- More fountains -- Soon, soon
- Thoughts on "crazy" women -- I don't even know where to begin, it may end up being an essay.
- Why I think "Sabotage" could be an appropriate wedding song -- Ok, it's not actually an appropriate wedding song. But I may like it played at mine anyway, just to mix things up.
My new laptopColored jeans?- A quote from last week's "Girls" I really like -- This isn't getting its own post so I'll just write it here: "Some day, I'm going to write an essay about you, and I'm not going to change your name!" -Hannah, Girls
- Comfort shopping -- In drafts
- Phobias -- In drafts
Thursday, September 01, 2011
Five Years Old
And a lot has happened in five years. For starters, it's the difference between 22 and 27, between 3 months out of college and 5 years and 3 months out of college, between moving 10 times and moving 14 times, between having no job and having the same job for 3 years and seven months. I never imagined I'd be where I am now five years ago -- which isn't a bad thing -- and I can't imagine where I'll be five years from now.
I do know that it will be the difference between 27 and 32, between 5 years and 3 months out of college and 10 years and 3 months out of college, between moving 14 times and moving who knows how many times, and between having the same job for 3 years and seven months and having who knows what job for who knows how long. But I guess I'll just keep doing what I'm doing and figuring it out along the way. Which means sometimes I'm laughing until I can't breathe and sometimes my heart is breaking. Sometimes every piece is perfectly in place and sometimes I can't find a single pair of matching socks. But no matter what I'll find the time to blog about it. Eventually.
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