Sorry I’ve been gone awhile. My life has just been so crazy, so much going on. Not really. I’ve just been lazy.
Plus, the writing part of my brain has been seriously blocked recently. I sincerely apologize for the inevitable low quality of these next few posts.
Even though I am currently sitting at my desk, freezing my butt off, I love this time of year.* The leaves are finally (FINALLY) starting to change and fall to the ground; the weather is turning cold (not nearly cold enough, in my opinion); and it’s just the beginning of the most wonderful time of the year.
That’s right. Thanksgiving is in 3 days, and you know what that means: It’s time to start thinking about Christmas.
I usually don’t start thinking about Christmas this early. I’m usually able to restrain myself until at least the day after Thanksgiving. This year, however, I’ve already been stressing out about the gift-giving season.
It started when I received a text from my best friend: “READY FOR FRIENDMAS!!!” This was accompanied by a picture of her already decorated tree plus perfectly wrapped presents sitting underneath. Unfortunately, this text didn’t quite have the effect she intended. Instead of excitement, it only brought only panic. Well, okay, it did bring some excitement. I’m always excited to hang out with my best friends. But, mostly it brought panic.
It was in that moment that I realized that I am completely unprepared for Christmas. Where has the year gone?!
It doesn’t help that my sister, Bethany, has been watching Hallmark Christmas movies non-stop since she got here for Thanksgiving last Friday. I despise Hallmark movies. It’s been torture.
Usually, I love gift giving. It makes me happy to make people happy. And, usually, I’d say I’m a pretty good gift giver. These past few years, however, I’ve been finding gift shopping harder and ever more stressful. I’m in a slump.I’ve just been having so much trouble thinking of gift ideas. I’ve even resorted to pinterest for ideas. It’s sad. My small income certainly doesn’t help, either. Last year, all I managed were some little daubles and some baked goods.
I know some of you are probably thinking “Why not just skip the gifts this year?” I will just say to you this: Christmas isn’t Christmas without gift-giving. It’s a must. At least, it is for me.
Fortunately, I had a tiny spark of inspiration the other night. I would totally tell you my ideas, but I don’t want to run the risk of my friends catching wind of it. My lips are sealed, at least for now. I’m just missing that final umph. My friends always show up with something awesome they know I’ll love. That’s what I need. The something special.
And, all that panic was just thinking about my friends gifts. I don’t even know what we’re doing for our family Christmas.
Wish me good luck.
*This may have been posted at night, but I actually wrote it at work this afternoon. Don’t tell my boss.
Now that Valentine’s Day is over and done with, I can fully wallow in the overwhelming sadness that is my singleness. Last night, I kept tossing and turning, thinking about all of my past boyfriends. And, by boyfriends I mean the three boys with whom I was in mutual crush with during my elementary school days. So many “what-could-have-beens.” Not “what ifs,” though. That’s too cliche.
On days like these, while recovering from the bombardment of happy Valentine couples, I like to cuddle up and let myself ugly-cry. I’ve already given you my list of happy romance movies. Now it’s time for the heart-breakers.
Just like my playground romances, these cinematic relationships were doomed from the beginning. They were just too beautiful to last. I love a good tragic romance. They make me feel just a little bit better for not being in a relationship myself. They also simultaneously make my heart hurt tremendously while increasing my desire to find my one true love. It’s a vicious cycle. Why do I do this to myself?
For your pleasure, or despair, rather, here are the top romances on my ugly-crying movie list.
SPOILER ALERT: If you have yet to see one or more of these movies, I’m sorry to break it to you, but they all have sad endings. Tears ahead.
1. A Walk to Remember (2002)
∴ This is the only Nicholas Spark’s romance that I can tolerate. It gets my right in the feels every time I watch it. It’s a classic “popular boy falls for unpopular girl” romance, and will fill up your 90s nostalgia quota nicely.
2. Bright Star (2009)
∴ Ah, the beauty and devastation of the love life of Romantic poet John Keats. This movie is hard to beat for “movie that rips out your heart and makes you question every good thing in the world.” Never again will you be able to look at a John Keats’ poem without tearing up.
3. Romeo + Juliet (2013)
∴ Every student in America is familiar with this story. Usually, I have a hard time sympathizing with the rash, over-emotional teenagers that star in this famous Shakespeare play. This depiction makes it a bit easier. Most people go gaga over the DiCaprio version, but I like this one much better. The beautiful scenery, authentic costumes, and amazing cast make this tragic romance much more potent than it ever was in English class.
4. The Fault in Our Stars (2014)
∴ This movie is quirky and funny, and always gives my tear glands a good workout. Even though I know what’s going to happen, I can’t help lose emotional control whenever I watch it. The value of infinity has forever been changed.
5. Me Before You (2016)
∴ This recent heart-breaker is one of my new favorites. The main characters are funny and witty, and their sweet, doomed romance is almost too much to bear. This movie makes my heart flutter and hope, and then turns around to crush it without mercy. I love it.
Valentine’s Day is once again upon us. I have mixed feelings about this holiday. While the sight of all those heart balloons hanging up at Walmart made me a bit cross-eyed, I do enjoy binge watching cheesy romances. And, stuffing my face with chocolate without feeling guilty.
My blankets were very lovey-dovey this morning. They didn’t want to let me go. I can’t blame them. Rainy days make for perfect cuddling and movie watching weather. I may not have a significant other, but I do have a heart shaped box of chocolates, a soft blanket, and a stash of romance movies. And, that’s good enough for me. Well, at least I’m gonna keep telling myself that.
In honor of this day of love, I decided to pick some of my favorite feel-good romance movies and share them with you. It was really hard to narrow this list down. There are just so many good movies to choose from. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a good love story.
1. The Princess Bride (1987)
♥ This one is a classic. If you haven’t seen it, you are missing out. It’s a funny, witty twist on the classic tales of romance and adventure. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve watched this movie. Never more have I wanted to hear the words “As you wish.” Just watch out for the Rats of Unusual Size.
2. Penelope (2007)
♥ A modern fantasy, this movie is absolutely adorable, and it stars the ever gorgeous James McAvoy as a handsome, tortured musician. Mmmm.
3. Decoy Bride (2011)
♥ This one is a bit ridiculous, but that’s why I love it. It takes place on a tiny Scottish island, and it makes my heart flutter and my funny bone shake every time I watch it. I relate very well to the awkward shenanigans of the main character.
4. Austenland (2013)
♥ As you can probably tell by the title, this movie is all about Jane Austen. I love Jane Austen. All those lovely romances, and lovelier men. Still looking for her Mr. Darcy, a young woman decides to step back in time by visiting an Austen themed park. It’s pretty hilarious.
5. Cinderella (2015)
♥ I couldn’t leave this one off my list. I’ve always had a special place in my heart for Disney movies. Watching this take on the classic fairy tale just made me feel so giddy inside. It’s a pure, simple, magical love story, and I adore it.
Although I haven’t enjoyed constantly hearing about “Pumpkin Spice this” and “Pumpkin Spice that,” I cannot deny how much I love fall. Although winter is my absolute favorite season of the year, fall is a very close second.
Fall means cool breezes, crunchy leaves, cozy cardigans, and scarves galore! There is just something about pumpkins, and changing leaves, and chilly air that just makes my heart warm. To be honest, fall makes me just plain giddy! And, for someone who’s normally a pessimist, that’s saying a lot.
Not to mention that it is keeper of two of the best holidays of the year: my birthday and Halloween. I always get excited for Halloween, even though it’s not socially acceptable for me to get dressed up and trick or treat anymore.
Yesterday’s October photo challenge was movie, which is kind of fitting. Even though I always hate myself for it, I have a bad habit of watching a ton of scary movies during the Halloween season. Growing up with a bunch of older siblings, I am familiar with many of the classic 80s horror movies. And, I don’t mean those gross, slasher, crazy person movies that play on TV nonstop during October. To show what I mean, I’ve provided a list of some of my favorite Halloween movies, the ones I grew up watching with my crazy, scary movie obsessed siblings.
These are my ingredients for a successful Halloween movie marathon, plus plenty of candy corn and chocolate:
It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!
Garfield’s Halloween Adventure
House on Haunted Hill
Lady in White
Watcher in the Woods
Woman in Black
You thought this was going to be a gooey Valentine’s Day post, didn’t you? Nope.
A few weeks ago, it was National Friend Day. Or something like that. I’m using Facebook as an authority here, so I don’t really know. However, the Facebook-made photo video that popped up on my home page inspired me to write a little post about my friends. And that is what I am here to do. Pictures shall be included.
Some people are absolute social butterflies. They open up their bright wings and welcome any and all into the bosom of their friendship. They thrive on the nearness of others, collecting new friends like squirrels collect nuts for the winter. I am not one of those people. Oh no. Trying to pass through into the friend zone with me can be quite difficult. It’s not that I don’t like meeting new people, although humanity in general is often on my bad side. I just have a bubble of social awkwardness surrounding me, and it can tend to repel normal human beings. Any potential friends have to push forward and wade through that social awkwardness until they reach my soft, gooey, caramel-y center. Okay. I may have drifted off and started thinking about chocolate there. Oh, chocolate. How I love thee.
Anyways, back to me. The point is that it takes a while for me to warm up to people and make friends, but once I do, they are my friends for life. I’m one of those people who prefers a small tight knit group of super-close friends over a large group of semi-close friends.
For this post, I am going to be talking about two of these super-close friends: My best friends Shawna and Sarah.
Shawna and Sarah are two very special people for they have been blessed with the ability to put up with me and my nonsense. I don’t include my family in this category because they have no choice. Shawna and Sarah on the other hand are champions among men. Well, women. They braved through my social awkwardness and reached…well, more awkwardness, but with an added bonus of massive amounts of weirdness, occasional bouts of wisdom and sanity, and the pleasure of receiving random texts at 2 am about whether or not a whale’s heart can be broken. (They can, by the way.)
First, I must give a special round of applause for my friend Sarah. We met in our 7th grade Art class, and became polite acquaintances. Then, as the years passed, Sarah slowly began to wade her way through the awkwardness and shyness surrounding me. It wasn’t really until our senior year of high school, after spending Junior year in Yearbook together, that Sarah and I became really good friends. Yes, a mere five years later (Talk about patience, right?), Sarah finally made it to my soft gooey center and got stuck in my sugary stickiness never to escape. She’s been my best friend ever since.
Shawna, on the other hand, was a bit of a special circumstance. I met Shawna the summer before my junior year of High School, and she too, like Sarah, became a friendly acquaintance. Then came the incident where we found out we both had a crush on the same guy (hopefully she doesn’t kill me for mentioning that. Sorry, Shawna!). Then came the other incident with the frozen coffees. Let me just tell you: frozen coffees + teenage girls with sleep deprived brains and at least one with a very strange personality = chaos. And that is how, in the span of about a month, maybe two, Shawna charged through my sphere of social awkwardness, in record time, I might add, and reached Best Friend Level.
Now for a moment of sappiness: there are no two people in this world who are more kind, or patient, or loyal, or fun, or supportive than these two ladies. They are both so smart, and beautiful, and loving…and slightly crazy, of course. 😉 I know that they will always be there for me when I need them, and I hope they know the same about me. We have had so many adventures over the years, and I am so excited for the many more adventures to come.
As I told my best friend earlier today, my brain has been like a whirlwind of torrential insanity these past couple of days. For anyone wondering what on earth that means…yeah, I have no idea, either. Christmas has come and gone, the decorations have been taken down (except for in my room, of course), and time almost seems to have stopped. Christmas this year was a strange event. It’s not that anything was really any different than it ever has been: my crazy family came together, ate pie, sang carols, exchanged presents, and actually managed to keep the Christmas carnage down to a minimum. But, experiencing Christmas as an “adult” is…thought provoking. I would try to take the time to better explain what I mean, but it’s not something I can really put into words. Besides, I’m sure my philosophical musings wouldn’t be nearly entertaining as, well, anything else. Back to my torrential insanity…
If you live in Oklahoma, you know that the weather is….well, very bipolar. Take these past few days, for example. Friday, Christmas Day, was nice, sunny, and cool. Saturday, I woke up to a thunderstorm that lasted most of the day. And, Sunday, the snow queen decided to pay a visit and blast us with ice and snow. Most of the town, well, most of the state, actually, was without power for quite a while, and some still are. Luckily, I was only without power for about 24 hours. But let me tell you, I have never been more thankful for electricity in all my life. I have never been more restless and stir crazy than I have been these past few days. At least I now have the internet to entertain me for a while. There’s nothing like an ice storm and a power outage to show how truly dependent you are on all things electric. When the lights first went out on Sunday afternoon, I thought I would be a pro at living in pioneer times for a while. Boy, was I wrong. At least I got the opportunity to pleasure read, something that I have sorely missed this past semester. Though, I don’t recommend trying to read by candlelight. I also got to enjoy getting some use out of our fireplace, and making baby s’mores using mini marshmallows, mini chocolate bars, and a candle.
Now, I get to spend the next couple of weeks preparing for, a.k.a. majorly stressing out about, my final year of college. Yay, me.
P.S. I’d like to give a shout out to all those who were affected by Winter Storm Goliath. It stretched across a few states, and, though I don’t know the full extent of the damage, we should all send a quick prayer or spare a thought for those who may have been seriously injured or affected.
Yes, I know that Thanksgiving is over. The leftover turkey is dwindling, the little figurines of pilgrims have been replaced by a Santa Claus, and the air is filled with Christmas carols. Thanksgiving came and went so quickly that part of me wonders if it ever happened at all. It was a whirlwind of crazy (but lovable) children, laughter, impromptu singing, and stuffing ourselves silly with turkey, mashed potatoes, and pie. Although it did leave me sick (yes, I have another cold) and exhausted for the last few weeks of class, I loved every minute of it.
However, I realized today that I never got to share with you all what I am thankful for. So, I am going to stop for a minute, pretend like it’s still November and do a bit of sharing. Instead of listing the obvious things I am thankful for, such as family, friends, food, clothing, and shelter, I thought I would list thirty silly things that I am thankful for. We all have those random things that make us happy. It’s a part of who we are. But, it’s easy to forget to be thankful for those little luxuries. So without further ado, here is something to be thankful for…
- Rainy days
- Oklahoma wind
- The moon and the stars
- Bathtubs (Who doesn’t love a good bubble bath?)
- Twinkle lights
- Snow days
- Homemade cookies
- Cozy blankets
- Imagination and creativity
- British accents
- Dangly earrings
- Neatly wrapped presents
- Hot chocolate
- Record players
- Fairy stories
- Whipped cream
- French fries
- Magic wardrobes
- Random dancing
- Christmas songs (Bing Crosby, anyone?)
- Toe socks