I dissected my purse. It's like a pharmacy in there.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
This is gross. And it shouldn't be funny. But it's a little funny. This used to belong to a turkey and I'm not sure if it classifies as a foot, leg or claw but regardless it works for my challenge, right? The first time I encountered it I was in a rush to work and almost stepped on it. Needless to say I was super freaked out. What's that movie with the dead horse in the bed? It felt like that, except on my porch and not in my bed. It felt like a sign... But later I found out my housemate placed it on our porch, not a bad guy from that one movie.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Kaitlin Greene is beautiful.
So beautiful. The wedding was beautiful. The toasts were beautiful, the food was beautiful, the families were beautiful, the dance floor was beau-ti-ful, the whole entire day was beautiful. Perfect! And all I had was my iphone (sorry Kait, these picture don't do you justice).
I had Kaitlin open her wedding gift a day early, mostly because I wanted to see her reaction. I borrowed words from Perry and wove them into a Shauna Niequist quote: "the two of them decided to start a life together. And with God's blessing and their own very hard work, their love story will be one worth telling, one worth living and worth celebrating." The panting is a recreation of their wedding invites.
So, I collect cards (mainly koco new york cards and curly girl) and over the past few years I've used sticky tack to put them up on the walls of my room. This year, with the discovery of this blog and planning a bachelorette party I came up with another idea. Using clothing pins, rope and those wall-friendly adhesive hooks (the ones we all had to use in our dorms) I created this display for my room.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
I took this picture at the end of the day, right before I went to bed. I'm laughing at myself, in case you couldn't tell. And the truth is, I almost didn't take a picture at all because I didn't know how to approach the "self portrait" shot. Thanks to all the communication classes and art classes I took over the years in college, I understand that a picture is not just a picture, especially a self portrait. Everything- from what you choose to wear, where you chose to take the picture, what's in the background, what you're doing, etc.- says something about the person you are. Hmm, so clearly I over thought this. I blame Housel.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
A few surprises to this day:
1. It was a beautiful 83 degree day. I keep thinking, "this will be the last nice day before fall" but then another hot and sunny day comes along.
2. I went into Grand Rapids after work to see Kevin (spontaneous decision).
3. I suggested we exercise (%$*#?!)
4. And we kept going for TEN MILES. Ten. Kevin casually mentioned he wanted to go for a long run- told me ten miles. But I didn't realize he was serious until he secured his gps watch and packed energy gel into his little fanny pack/ water carrier. An hour and twenty five minutes later I finished a half a block behind him (on rollerblades).
Check out what Ali is doing with her challenge.
I was seriously on guard Saturday for something awkward or uncomfortable to happen to me; I carried my camera with me all day. The closest I got was a conversation I had with an elderly woman at a deli and in retrospect I could have whipped out my camera, taken a picture of her and ran away- but I really wanted my chicken salad sandwich- so I refrained. I spent the rest of the day soaking in the last bit of summer I could get out on my deck. Above is the view I had from my deck Saturday. Notice what's missing... (the picture below was taken a few weeks back incase you aren't familiar with Grand Haven). Lake Michigan seemingly disappeared for the weekend due to fog, super weird phenomenon... also... kind of awkward?
Friday, September 9, 2011
I work in the same building as my best friend and grabbing lunch with her on a semi-regular basis is the best part of my daily routine. Usually we sit outside or head into downtown Holland to eat, exchange stories and relax. Having her around is such a necessary break from the work day.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Julia Peterson makes me laugh.
On Labor Day, my friend Julia drove through Holland on her way back to Chicago and we got to see each other for the first time since June. We sat outside of Lemonjello's and caught up on the first day of September that really felt (and smelled) like fall. After a long and much needed conversation over snicker-doodles and lattes, I told her I wanted a picture of her for my blog. She didn't want a picture by herself and sarcastically suggested she pose with the random pink moped that was hanging out next to us. The first picture is of Julia contemplating whether she should actually do it, and the second is the execution. Gosh I miss this girl.
Kevin and I have the same t-shirt and happened to both put it on Saturday evening after returning from the beach. It was a funny coincidence but neither one of us wanted to change. I honestly forgot we were dressed alike until we started getting strange looks from neighbors when we went outside together to take a picture of the lighthouse for my photo challenge. The weather was awful and the lighthouse pictures didn't turn out well, but at least I documented this embarrassing moment (you're welcome Kevin).
At 7:23pm I didn't have my camera on me because I was out on Lake Michigan on this paddle board. My brother Eric and I took the paddle boards out Friday before sunset and my mom came to watch/help me carry the board pictured here because I'm not strong enough to carry it myself. It was a great start to my labor day weekend.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Okay, so I'm a little embarrassed, but this is my baby blanket. It didn't take me long to conclude that this is my favorite item at home, but it did take me a while to decide if I should post it or not... because, well, I'm 22 and I still have my baby blanket. I sleep with it every night and it's been on every trip I've ever gone on (except the first semester of college when I thought I would stop sleeping with it but then I couldn't take it any longer and brought it back after Christmas break) and I think it used to be yellow but now it's not. I love this thing- even if it looks like a rag- we've gone through a lot together. And I think I'll sleep with it until my future husband or children throw it away some day. Or until it disintegrates. Whichever comes first.