Thursday, February 24, 2011

Nutrition Additon

My lunch.... Every day this week.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Wind Up Bird Chronicle

Sometimes I'm just astonished by how fantastically talented the people around me are.   Every time I glance over and see this painting my dear friend Steven painted, I'm floored.  I just can't believe someone I KNOW created something so spectacular.

And my aunt made me this pillow for Christmas.
Oh, and I should probably mention that she just took up doing this as a hobby... brand new to the sport...

I told you...

Me on Christmas morn' ...
(photo by my dad, with my phone)

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Love you most, I win!

Today, my darling mother celebrates her birthday.  Or, knowing her, tries to keep it on the DL.  You best be glad I'm not there, woman...

There's a reason this post comes at the end of the day instead of this morning.  I thought that would give me adequate time to come up with something worthy of a tribute to you, mother dearest.  But nothing I can write here can do you justice. 

IF I could write the perfect blog post, it would encapsulate how beautiful, wise and caring you are. But nothing I could write could fully capture how THERE for me you have always been.  Always.  Even when I didn't realize it.  Even when I didn't appreciate it.  Even those stupid times when I thought didn't want it. That's one of the most amazing things about you (and there are lots to choose from)... you're being there-ness. For everyone. Family, friends and people you've barely met. You're one of the most giving people I've ever had the privilege of knowing.  Whenever the choice is to help or to not help, you ALWAYS choose the former.  Even when the reason's to justify sitting it out far outweigh the reasons for stepping in.

I remember crawling into bed with you when I was 5, in Albuquerque... listening to your heartbeat and the crickets outside.  I remember you reading to us every night while we ate dinner (I would stare at my plate, long after it had been cleaned, fully engrossed in the land of Tolkien or Rowling or any number of other authors).  I remember you putting up with my 'bony butt' as long as possible before you had to shove me off your lap.  I remember you pretending to wind me up like a robot when I got whiny on hikes.  I remember your mirth as you stared at my never-seen-the-light-of-day legs the first time I wore shorts in the springtime.  I remember you turning our yucky vegetables into slugs and lizards so we would eat them.  I remember you bringing me toast with jam when I was sick and warm vanilla milk when I couldn't sleep. I remember you making light of monsters under the bed by saying you paid them to keep us in line. I remember you carrying me to the car, all bundled long before the sun was up for the long drives to visit family.

If there were a super awesome way to end this post, to bring all those disjointed memories together and to succinctly say thank you for being such an inspirational, strong woman and especially for being my mom, I would do that.  Right.... here.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Waist Not

I watched some of my friends make beer the other night and then we made these cookies from the leftover/used grain.
Delicious, delicious cookies.

Like I always say*, "Waste not, waist not...."  Har har.
*have never said before

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Whaddya Say?

Have you guys seen this idea of recreating old photos of yourself? I've seen it several places recently....
First I saw this TED talk on it (also about a bunch of other fun things you can do with the interwebs)....
Then I saw this link from A Cup of Jo.
Then I saw this Bleubird post.
And finally, I saw it on Chelsea's blog. It's spreading all over the web!
(I don't know who came up with the original idea but these photos are from Irina Werning...)

So I got to thinking... The only thing cooler than seeing all these people recreate their childhood photos would be to see people I know recreate their childhood photos.  If I got all shmancy and figured out how to make a little linksy list so you guys could post your finished product back on here, would you do it?  Wouldn't that be awesome-sauce?
Let me know,

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Round Up

Head = now firmly above water.   ohthankgoodness!
So, I was already feeling a bit convicted before I read Molly's blog post about realizing just how good we have it when we can worry about little things.  Not like this incredibly massive fork in my life is a 'little thing' but come on... was I really complaining that I had TOO many options for grad school?!  I remember not so long ago (read: 2 months) when I was worried,.. nay, convinced, that no school would want touch me with a 10 foot pole.  I mean, I did LEAVE a program.  And every place I applied to is flooded every year with applications from fresh young minds with better GRE scores than me and no blight to speak of on their records.  Yet, despite that, I was given a second chance at a future in neuroscience.  Thank God. And thanks for all your lovely, supportive comments.  They really helped. 

Anyways, thought I'd share some cool things I've seen floating around blog-land recently.  I tried to link the source, or at least the blog I first saw it on, for each.

1. Awesome decor
(As seen on A Cup Of Jo)

2. And more awesome decor....
(I came across this on Chelsea's blog (ThreeBirds).  Here's the original source).

3. The most delicious looking breakfast I've seen in a long time...
(also seen  on A Cup Of Jo... and here's the original source)

4. WHA?!  Is it a A bookshelf or a frame? It's both!

5. It's not my best work or anything but I heart this shot I got from my cousin's wedding.  I love the matching expressions on the bride (my cousin), my uncle (black shirt) and my aunt (far right).

6. Speaking of weddings, for the past few years I thought I had my wedding dress picked out (see exhibit A below)...

...But then I saw this beauty...
(Also originally seen on Chelsea's blog. This is the actual source)
A contender for sure.  We-ell, I guess it's a good thing that I have time.  Plenty of time. Loads and loads and gobs of time. O-KAY, moving on....

7. A poke at my future...

8. And yet another thing I love about having a bruthar with amazing musical taste is the bonus mixes.  The newest and greatest of these has been sustaining me at work.  Especially this song...

I hope you guys are having a fantastic week! What are you looking forward to this weekend? I'm looking forward to game night, my dear friend's baby shower, chopping off my hair (not like it's soooo long or anything...) and lots of catching up with family and friends.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Decision Time

EDIT: Sorry if this reposted... I had to make a prudent change..
Selling cookies :)

Overheard this weekend:
(Sound of rummaging and banging around)
Bob (my stepdad): What are you girls up to?
Littlest: (breathless) Grabbing more paper to mix with water.
Bob: Just regular paper? What for?
Littlest: Yeah, regular paper.  When you mix it with water, it feels SOOOO cool! Like, ... like a wet bandage!

I love that somewhere in her little head is a list of things-that-feel-cool, and on that list is 'wet bandages.'

In other news: I'm somewhat expecting to get one more invitation to interview but if not, I'm all done.

I've been to 3 schools in three weeks and now it's decision time.

I think I'm just worn out from all the traveling and burnt out from trying to impress people left and right for 3 weeks straight but right now, the decision process is making me sick to my stomach.  I feel deeply discontent and like any choice is the wrong one for my future.  I've been having a hard time falling asleep thinking about it and I wake up waaaay too early mulling it over, unable to go back to dreamland. 
I absolutely have not been at all giving any of this burden to God.  I have been feeling like this decision is mine, like I've got to make it on my own and it's going to determine the course of EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE.  So instead of being excited that I got accepted to schools and several offers have been made, I'm feeling deeply unhappy.  I logically know what the problem is and what I should do but it's one thing to KNOW and another to FEEL and another entirely to DO.

That's where I'm at.  Does that make sense?  Have you guys felt this way? When you have big decisions, is it easy to give it up to God or do you struggle like me?  Do you worry that you'll take every little thing as a sign?

Sunday, February 6, 2011


This weekend, I got to squeeze in a quick visit home in between a grad school interview and heading back to work.  While I'm having so much fun being flown around to check out places, it is definitely taking a toll on my body.  All the stress and lack of sleep led to me feeling pretty miserable by the time I got to actually see the family.  Fortunately for me, littlest little aimed her wand in my direction and shouted "Reparo!"*
 Pretty much the cutest thing ever.
*Reparo = repair charm (from Harry Potter... see here)

Consequently, I had a lovely jam-packed 36 hours.

There was a karate competition:
Above: littlest-little performing her kata. 
Below: bigger-litter sparring.
(Forgive the poor quality... I was sitting in the bleachers)

We had some sissles coffee & croissant time (well, hot chocolates for them).

Sometimes, they just look so goshdarn grown up!  Then they don't....

These girls have style!

I did bigger little's hair all fancy-like...

The girlies did very well selling girl scout cookies at church...

VERY well, in fact.  They sold all but one of the boxes they brought!  Littlest-little was quite pleasantly surprised as evidenced below:
Now to go back to work for 2.5 days and off again I go! 

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

My gifts to you...

The first of the month used to mean rent was due.  Now it means there's a new mix posted (and rent is due). That was my gift for your ears. Or really, my brother and my friend Steven's gift, if we're giving credit where credit is due.

This link  is my gift for your schadenfreude*-bone.  Fortunately, our neighbors don't have any torches and pitchforks or my dad would be run out of town by now...
*Schadenfreude = german for 'enjoying someone else's misery'

This link is my gift for your secret wish that Disney stories were real...

Aaand, this is my gift to fill your cuteness quota:

In other news, I'm off again for more grad school interviews.  I treated myself to a manicure to calm my nerves.  My last manicure was when I was 12.  Immediately after- while my nails were still drying- my dog was hit by a car.  I had to help get him to the vet.  My dog was fine, my nails were not.

Lastly, the second flush came a lot sooner than expected! There were only three, but boy, were they huuuge!