Saturday, September 22, 2012

[22] autumn!

My Fotolog

i always thought summer was my favorite season. perhaps it's the carefree sense of the hot months. less clothing, more sunlight, my birthday, etc.


i've come to the realization that autumn is actually my favorite. brick reds, mustard yellows, forest green, navy blue, grey, camel, black.....the colors are richer. (though neon and brights are all good in my book too) (yes i purposely skipped orange, because... bleep orange.)

i like scarves, boots, hats, overcast days, jackets but not full on coats. i like the rustle of leaves. the sun feels different and the breeze is cool. my music collection is definitely geared more toward fall and winter.

i can walk the dogs during the day without killing ferdinand in the heat.

i love apple cider, pumpkin pie, the smell of clove, cocoa...I LOVE SOUP!

thankful i live in a part of the world/country that has all 4 seasons.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

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[7] things that spark my creativity.

Jane Harrison
ideas come and go for me. i rarely execute them unless they stick around for a few months. but there are a few things that inspire me and make me want to create something, no fail. those things include: awesome hand lettering, something i'm absolutely terrible at -- it makes me go looking for fonts; great tattoos, makes me want to either get another tattoo or figure out a way to transform awesome subject matter onto another medium; good black and white photography, particularly of animals.
these things make me want to make something, something better than i've made before. even though i have a long way to go before i'd be a decent hand letterer, will probably never tattoo anything, and once i get my camera in my hands, i have trouble figuring out where to point it. i just love that excitement that wells up inside of me.

[8] military significant other facebook pages, blogs and what not.

i was just selected to be an administrator for this page. i've been struggling with finding a happy medium of people to talk to about my struggles with becoming a military spouse the slow way. people who have never dealt with the military focus on how hard it must be. military folks give off this aura of "buck up, it could be worse." i want a happy medium of like "this is hard, and you're not crazy for being sad/frustrated, but ____" i'm yet to find that group of individuals, if they exist. until then, blogs about care packages, facebook pages that post a lot of inspirational stuff, and following army wife pinterest boards is going to have to cut it.

[9] learning those life lessons that everyone learns.

my rather wild sense of responsibility used to be enough to get out of bed in the morning. i had to get to swing choir, then i had to get to classes that i was paying a ridiculous amount to go to. now that i've been going to the same building, doing roughly the same things for almost 3 years now, i need something more. i need to bait myself with good things that could happen that day, or, sadly, the stuff i could buy with the money i'll earn. i finally get what it means to not want to get out of bed in the morning.
my most recently learned lesson is that falling in love is easy, staying in love is work. in the past, i've been a cut n run kind of girl. i've always heard relationships/marriage are work, but wow. i now find myself self-evaluating and communicating feelings like a grown up. i never realized how very, very different pushing to make something work and the wait and see method would be. happiness isn't something that often just falls into place. i found my fight.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

[6] that my people are understanding

by Shayna, via The Daily Frenchie

a few weeks back, i went to visit j. perhaps my favorite part of the trip was spending saturday morning/early afternoon in bed, watching tv and napping.

it's a quirk of mine. when i get around my parents after a long time apart, i usually take a long nap. i did the same thing when i visited j (it wasn't a long nap though). it probably has something to do with once i am around my people i can let the wall down. i don't need to be a strong, single doggy mom, living alone in a bigger city, supporting herself, paying off student loans and, overall, being a contributing member of society. someone else can keep an eye on the dogs for a minute (or when i'm home with my parents they usually nap with me), and the rest can wait. i'm out of my element, i probably just traveled a significant distance and i can just rest and not feel like i'm wasting time.

some people probably would be climbing the walls if someone they really wanted to see took a nap during their visit, but my people get it. and for that i'm thankful.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

[5] media you can disappear into

fable III propaganda posters

despite my best efforts to clean and square myself away this weekend, i spent most of it on the couch watching grey's anatomy. say what you want about that show, it won't hurt my feelings. however, there is something to be said for any type of media that you can just throw yourself into and not think about you.

the things that come to mind for me (here comes my nerd self) are
  • movies: avatar, lord of the rings 
  • books: harry potter, hunger games
  • video games: assassin's creed, fable
  • tv series: law and order: svu, grey's anatomy (j would say the office, not me)
i guess the reason i love all these outlets is because i've never experienced anything like them (and i probably never will). who doesn't want to come home after a crappy day at work or a fight with the significant other and jump off cathedrals in italy? and not die? how about read about situations that characters are in that are WAY worse than yours? fighting an enormous spider trumps your boyfriend not taking the dishes out of the dishwasher.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

[4] that we don't need to stay at one job for our life.

most people who know me know i'm looking for a new job. i'm over it. (both my current job and job hunting)

i think back to when the market took a nosedive a few years ago and layoffs were happening internationally. in france people were killing themselves when they were laid off because the culture there (at least for the older generation) is you get a job after school and you work your way up. you stick with the company. their job became an integral piece of their identity that when it was taken away they had no coping mechanism.

thankfully, we don't operate that way in America. my generation especially. but even older groups are hopping on the bandwagon, corporate guys are quitting to start a microbrewery. they're not just going for a change but a reinvention. as much as i'd love to be ready for reinvention, i'm not. too much uncertainty in my life.

but for the change to be normal and for the opportunity, i'm thankful.

[3] celebrating American values

Michael Luppino

i love labor day. i love memorial day. i love 4th of july. 'Merica!

i don't just love them because they are an extra day off, or extend the weekend. i love them because they celebrate something that has (perhaps in the past) made America great, a superpower. we all stand on the backs of the working people of America and rely on the military members to keep us safe.

those are things that deserve to be celebrated. i kind of despise those stupid ordained national holidays like national pizza day! national macadamia nut day (that's today, btw).

what exactly about macadamia nuts is worth celebrating? have they solved world hunger? no, they're one of the more expensive nuts. are they protecting, contributing, or encouraging moral progress? no, they're a nut. marking an important day in history? no. encour

tomorrow is "national be late for something day." really? women the world over should be nervous.

i'm glad that we have these holidays.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

[2] relatable songs

for fear of sounding like a 13 year old girl nursing her newly broken heart listening to beiber & swift, i love songs that fit the moment in your life.

whether it's a line, or a whole song, or even just the tone of the song that works for the mood you're in. it's comforting for a couple reasons: the song is there, it isn't going anywhere, repeat it all you want; someone else has felt the same way, and they have the skills to write it into a song (hopefully a good song)
these are a few of my favorite relatable songs.

the line "my family lives in a different state" kills me every time. the rest of it is just beautiful.

she wrote this song about the summer after her grandfather passed away. i learned that a few weeks before my own grandfather passed and it was on repeat for months.

every. weekday. however, i have to wait til 5.30. love the girls in coveralls in this video, btw.

Saturday, September 1, 2012

[1] my dogs aren't good hunters.

this sounds counter-intuitive. bear with me.

ginger will go bolting after anything small and fuzzy (except little dogs), cats, squirrels, rabbits..etc. this is a major pain and caused me to have to climb a 7-foot chain link fence earlier this week.
she usually loses whatever she is chasing within 2 seconds. i've also seen ferdinand chase a rabbit and fail hard. maybe it's like eye-foot coordination issues, some kind of attention disorder in them or it's like a dog chasing a car and they don't know what they'd do with a squirrel if they caught it so they don't actually try that hard.
but the reason i am thankful for this is that it means i am able to provide for them. they don't need to be good hunters. ginger can give me the guilts until i give her a tummy rub, then when i stop, guilt me into more. ferdinand is pretty much always within arm's reach.
their biggest concerns are waking me up at 6 am to go outside, and that i'm not going to leave them at doggie daycare for a couple days again. 
and for that, i'm thankful.
"you want to rub my tummy and give me treats..."
this is him laying under my chair as i write this.