Friday, February 24, 2012

Baked Cheetos

So delicious. 

It's only when I'm extremely bored at work that I notice things like this...

Really, Cheetos? Really?

Yeah right.

...I should throw these away immediately. 

And I will just as soon as the bag is empty. 


Thursday, February 23, 2012

This is a good one.

Question of the week is "What's the one dumb thing you used to believe in?"

I'm a person with a lot of beliefs. I'm fact, I'm extremely idealistic, especially in the realm of romance. I have long hoped for a man who would understand me, believe in me, root for me, challenge me and adore me -- all within 45 minutes of meeting me. This is a dumb thing I used to believe in, and let me tell you why. 

I've realized that for much of my life I've been looking for myself in manform. Why? Because I'm comfortable with me, and I'm safe with me.

I'm great and all, a lovely little human, but when it comes to someone who's going to be my life partner, that man has to take me outside of myself, not remind me of myself and make me more me-like. The challenging, the understanding, the believing - those aren't necessarily going to come in packages that I'm familiar with; I'm not going to meet a man who reads blogs, loves to cook and thinks Ryan Gosling is hella hot (at least I hope not). But I do believe someday I'll meet a man, and one day he'll do something or say something that is uncomfortable because it's unfamiliar, and I'll be like - woah, you aren't me, and I totally dig it. 

For lent this year, I went back and forth. Paleo diet for 40 days or more Bible reading? After evaluating my Paleo plans for .0035 seconds and realizing it had absolutely nothing to do with Jesus, I decided on dedicating myself to reading one chapter from Acts every night throughout Lent. I think Acts is only 28 chapters, so once I get to the end, I'll start over. 

As far as the firefighter goes, date #3 (third date in a week) is this Friday. I like a lot of things about this man, and I like that it's all been very low key and slow (no texting 6 hours a day). I've been doing lots of praying and soul-searching to keep myself grounded. I have learned the hard way that as appealing as something (someone) may seem, give me God's way every single time because I know that's where my ultimate joy and love come from. 

...That being said, I'm ready to have my first kiss in almost a year, and I'd be fine with Friday. :)

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

A Birthday Race

May 2012. First muddy/obstacle course race, and I am PUMPED!

Also, I have a date Thursday with a hot firefighter. 

Two great things on this beautiful Valentine's Day. :)

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

A Cuss of a Good Movie

Decent day at work.
Three page paper for school submitted.
Awesome 3 mile run at UH.
Dance party with weights back at home.
One snoring pug plastered against my side.
And a smelly wienie not far off.

Life is good!

This past Friday I watched Fantastic Mr. Fox with some friends and was reminded of how cussin' amazing this movie is. It's probably one of my top five.

It took me a while to appreciate Wes Anderson's movies.

This one was the first one that made me all googly-eyed for his stuff:

And when I get right down to it, it's this guy. This big ol' jewish hunk of love..

And Wes loves him too, so that's just about all the reassurance I need.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Hello, A Month Later!

Hello, bloggy friends!

I've been gone for a few weeks, often missing this blog, other times being at peace with its demise for the time being. Ultimately, I'm on the fence and don't want to pressure myself to either blog every day or to not blog at all. It's my blog and I'll do what I want with it, y'see?

The first thing I'd like to share with you is my mild obsession with this website right now. She's starting a new series called The Burning Question, and once a week she's going to post a question to respond to. This week's was about how you want to feel. Since I'm 80% emo-kid, I jumped all over that!

These are my responses - 

I want my day to feel like a sunrise.
I want kissing to feel like skydiving.
I want my next success to feel like being at the top of Hahn's peak in Steamboat, CO. 
I want my body to feel like a 1200 cc motorcycle.
I want smiling to feel like swinging at the park on a crisp, sunny day.
I want my friendships to feel like the brunch I had at Liberty Kitchen this Sunday.
I want my nervous system to feel like Pearl Jam.
I want my integrity to feel like a good hard Shred with Jillian Michaels.
I want my money-making to feel like dancing.
I want my word to feel like real conversation with a trusted friend.
I want my laughter to feel like Wild Berry Skittles.
I want the end of the day to feel like hot peppermint tea.
I want being of service to feel like having a made bed to crawl into at night.
I want my philanthropy to feel like rock climbing.
I want my challenges to feel like camping in the Redwoods.
I want my love to feel like warm half-baked brownies.
I want my writing to feel like the Mediterranean.
I want my ideas to feel like waking up completely refreshed.

In other news, I've been running and shredding, and running some more (can almost tackle 3 miles at a 9:15 pace on the TM at this point). I've been working and schooling and being with my fuzzy boys. I don't dig this winter weather, and I'm about 90% convinced I'm going to start tanning again in what can only be described as a DESPERATE attempt to beckon summer back.

Here's to Monday!