I've used Evite quite often in the past, but for some reason I haven't ever really understood how awesome it is until lately. They have a plethora of colors to use! And events! Why wouldn't use it?! Mary and I decided we need to use it more often...even just to send to ourselves.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/61005247@N08/6035842661/
I'm very sorry for the curse word - I got a little excited for our upcoming Craft Day.
My favorite was this morning when Mary was creating one for her birthday (2 days after the best day of the year) She picked this super fancy and classy template, but used "Up For Drink?, Cutting Back, and On the Wagon" for her RSVP tags.
I might make an Evite for myself to go to work next week. Why?! Just because I can.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Stuben's boy.
Thank goodness he likes Stuben's, too or else I'm not sure we could be friends.
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Monday, August 8, 2011
An apple a day, keeps the doctor away.
I realize the subject of this post has literally nothing to do with the post itself, but that phrase kept popping in my head over and over while I was thinking about writing this. I was going to try and spin it to “A photo an hour keeps the…” and then I got sick of trying to sound clever.
Mary Ida and I challenged each other to doing a post with a picture of an hour all throughout the day! So here mine is. This past Saturday was one of the most lazy days that I’ve had in a while, which I find funny considering it was the day picked to photograph. Maybe I’ll do one in a few weeks time when I actually have a reason to shower before 3pm. (True story.)
I present to you, my Saturday, August 6th, 2011!
{ 7am: } Pretty typical Saturday morning. Wake up to blur of a kitty wanting to play and be pet.
{ 8am: } Reading in bed with coffee! And entertaining myself while watching the squirrels and birds torment Forks.
{ 9am: } Mary and Oliver were headed to Cheeseman Park just a few blocks from my house, so I joined them for a walk and giggles over Oliver trying to jump up a tree and catch a squirrel. He was so (not) close!
{ 10am: } Adult, grown up things needing taken care of at the bank. Borrrrrrrrring!
{ 11am: } Cooked, inhaled and enjoyed some late breakfast eggs!
{ 12pm: } Time to pick my favorite Pandora station, turn off my phone’s ringer and head out for a run around the neighborhood and Cheeseman Park!
{ 1pm: } Get back home, kick off my shoes, and enjoy a good book.
{ 2pm: } Naptime!!! Wake up to see this squishy face looking way too relaxed and peaceful. I managed to wake him up and change that really quickly.
{ 3pm: } Shower time and painted my fingies and toes.
{ 4pm-5pm: } I’m on a massive WAG kick right now….so the hours of 4 & 5 consisted of watching, laughing at my favorite 4-some, then of course texting Eric full quotes, only to have him totally get me, and respond in the proper way.
{ 6pm: } Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to my aunt’s house I go!
{ 7pm: } Yummy appetizers, wine and good conversation on Jen’s patio before dins!
{ 8pm: } Prep and grilling up the fish for the tacos.
{ 9pm: } Imagine a photo of a messy plate, more wine, and a bowl of vanilla bean ice cream with blackberries here.
{ 10pm: } Home in bed! With more reading before dozing off.
Yay! Thanks for humoring me and pretending to care what I did every hour of the day on Saturday. It was actually pretty fun and funny to document.
Speaking of fun and funny…
Okay – I’ll be done with the cat photos for a while. Pinky swear.
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Mary Ida and I challenged each other to doing a post with a picture of an hour all throughout the day! So here mine is. This past Saturday was one of the most lazy days that I’ve had in a while, which I find funny considering it was the day picked to photograph. Maybe I’ll do one in a few weeks time when I actually have a reason to shower before 3pm. (True story.)
I present to you, my Saturday, August 6th, 2011!
{ 7am: } Pretty typical Saturday morning. Wake up to blur of a kitty wanting to play and be pet.
{ 8am: } Reading in bed with coffee! And entertaining myself while watching the squirrels and birds torment Forks.
{ 9am: } Mary and Oliver were headed to Cheeseman Park just a few blocks from my house, so I joined them for a walk and giggles over Oliver trying to jump up a tree and catch a squirrel. He was so (not) close!
{ 10am: } Adult, grown up things needing taken care of at the bank. Borrrrrrrrring!
{ 11am: } Cooked, inhaled and enjoyed some late breakfast eggs!
{ 12pm: } Time to pick my favorite Pandora station, turn off my phone’s ringer and head out for a run around the neighborhood and Cheeseman Park!
{ 1pm: } Get back home, kick off my shoes, and enjoy a good book.
{ 2pm: } Naptime!!! Wake up to see this squishy face looking way too relaxed and peaceful. I managed to wake him up and change that really quickly.
{ 3pm: } Shower time and painted my fingies and toes.
{ 4pm-5pm: } I’m on a massive WAG kick right now….so the hours of 4 & 5 consisted of watching, laughing at my favorite 4-some, then of course texting Eric full quotes, only to have him totally get me, and respond in the proper way.
{ 6pm: } Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to my aunt’s house I go!
{ 7pm: } Yummy appetizers, wine and good conversation on Jen’s patio before dins!
{ 8pm: } Prep and grilling up the fish for the tacos.
{ 9pm: } Imagine a photo of a messy plate, more wine, and a bowl of vanilla bean ice cream with blackberries here.
{ 10pm: } Home in bed! With more reading before dozing off.
Yay! Thanks for humoring me and pretending to care what I did every hour of the day on Saturday. It was actually pretty fun and funny to document.
Speaking of fun and funny…
Okay – I’ll be done with the cat photos for a while. Pinky swear.
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Bad mood blocker.
I woke up this morning in a foul mood. My kitty cat decided to be so naughty from 2:00am until about 3:30am so I had a rough night’s sleep. I was burning myself left and right on my curling iron. My dang computer wouldn’t play the only song I wanted to listen to because apparently it won’t even let me use YouTube anymore. (Don’t worry, I used my phone. Crisis averted.)
I knew posting that post on Friday would give me the ultimate karma for a bad mood in the near future, so I sucked it up and found a few ways to get past my crankerness.
Silly texts to the people I love:
Good hair days:
Dancing in the car on my way to work.
And fantastical coffee through and through.
I think I'll get through the day juuuuuuust fine. ; >
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I knew posting that post on Friday would give me the ultimate karma for a bad mood in the near future, so I sucked it up and found a few ways to get past my crankerness.
Silly texts to the people I love:
Good hair days:
Dancing in the car on my way to work.
And fantastical coffee through and through.
I think I'll get through the day juuuuuuust fine. ; >
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Friday, August 5, 2011
I love people who get me.
Whenever my friend Kristen has me over, 9 times out of 10, I can be found hiding in her breakfast nook, eating cherry tomatoes out of a bowl that she just picked from her garden that day.
But TODAY! Today, she surprised me with my OWN baggie!
Before long they were going...
...going...
...gone.
But look at how cute this lil guy was!!! His stem was still attached.
Sweet Jesus. I just called a vegetable cute.
I need a hobby. Maybe gardening....?
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But TODAY! Today, she surprised me with my OWN baggie!
Before long they were going...
...going...
...gone.
But look at how cute this lil guy was!!! His stem was still attached.
Sweet Jesus. I just called a vegetable cute.
I need a hobby. Maybe gardening....?
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Turn that frown upside down.
Lately, I’ve really been battling with some Debbie Downer things going on, not just internally, but all around me. { wahh wahh } Financial distress, tragic loss of a pet, health issues as confusing as the day is long, the list can go on { and on andonandonandon }. Some days it’s difficult keeping a smile on my face, and constantly telling people: “It will get better! It’s just a phase. Chin up, Buttercup!” Of course, right when I’m feeling kind of in a rut, I happen upon some pretty dang inspiring blog posts to totally shine new light and change my perspective.
Here are some of my favorite, encouraging posts from this week, and weeks past.
{ 1 } I LOVE the fun, goofy and always silly love and friendship Mary and Karley have built up and sustained across the miles. A lot of the time, I’ll ask Mary how her morning run went, and she’ll reply “Oli and I started out running, but then Karley called at 6:15a, so we walked and chatted with her the rest of the way.” And though the art of not only being awake at 6:15a, but being alert enough to call someone and carry a conversation is so beyond foreign to me, I love how that works for them. Mary posted about their fun skype date they had last night! A direct quote from a text I received from her at 9:30p: “Do you want to know the quickest way to end a Skype? Sing.”
I’m so thankful to know these two girls and I simply adore hearing about their early morning dates when they are in person { Like a)being THE only two people at Snooze, and b) waking up at 3am thinking it was time to get up and att’em for the day. } and their early, early, early morning phone dates. I love you Mary and Karley!
{ 2 } This sweet little blog always pulls at my heartstrings. The story of a couple: the husband is in the army, and the wife blogs about their time apart, and now their time finally together. I really loved the post I read today and it’s stuck with me for some reason.
I love how she identifies her feelings; be them happy or sad, and knows herself well enough to gage what will help, or hinder her mood. Following her gut instinct. I can totally appreciate her ability to pause, look around, see through the bad and be thankful for the little things. This is something I actively try and do each and every day. Then I also make my friends do it…and they don’t love it as much as I do. { Sorry Heather and Miss! }
{ 3 } It shouldn’t surprise me that I was so drawn and addicted to this post - it was definitely her shirt that pulled me in, and the rest of the post made me do a great big, huge, giant sighhhhhhhhhhhh and for some reason, I swear the sun shined a little bit brighter. Somewhere throughout my life, I have become addicted to words. If I take a minute to look around, not just at work, but also at home…I have words EVERYWHERE. At my desk, I have a wooden “smile.” staring me in the face all day long, at home I have scattered the words “inspire”, “live”, “believe” and “laugh” in all different rooms. When/how did I get obsessed with this? No idear. But I’m glad I did. Hence why I want her shirt so darn badly.
Anyway, I digress.
The first statement in her post, I could read, and read, and read over and over and over again. I believe you can choose to be happy. I mean, if that isn’t the truth…what is? Bad things happen. Life happens. It isn’t going to be all peaches and roses constantly…but guess what? In the midst of all the chaos, there are good things happening, too. To quote bebebird: “I can choose to dwell on problems and stress myself out to no end OR I can look at the sun beaming through the heavy stormy clouds, and illuminating sections of the rolling plains and smile. Because you know what?? That is sort of amazing.” I know, I know…easier said than done. But this is an area where I’m actively trying to practice what I preach. And honestly? I hope you hold me to that.
{ 4 }This post kind of goes hand in hand with my last sentence. Now I feel like I need a tiny little baby disclaimer here: Yes, I believe in God, yes I love going to church, but in no way, shape or form am I trying to preach my beliefs to you lovely readers on this blog. In fact, this post speaks a lot about Christ and God and it actually isn’t what draws me to it. It was mainly talking about being imitable to those around us. No, I don’t have a husband, or kids to be watching me constantly, but I do have friends, coworkers and strangers. I really do believe that our peer’s mood affects us way more than they or we even realize. This is my absolute favorite:
Also, are you someone that is contagious? Do people leave feeling filled up after being with you? Do your babies and your hubby?
I want to be contagious. I want to be imitateable.
What if we all changed. Loved better, were more gracious and understanding, more merciful....and what if our children imitated. And so on.
We could create an entire movement.
That is inspiring.
{ 5 } And last but not least, another from our dear bebebird. If we were playing the game “One of these things is not like the others.”, this particular blog post would def be the thing not like the other 1-4 listed above. This was posted in May, and it’s still something I think about constantly. I think it’s her “safe spot” that I envy or long for. Or it could be the photos of the beautiful sunset that remind me oh-so much of Morgan Dawn. Or honestly? It could be her talk of an Americano, because there are few hours in the day where I don’t crave a good cup of coffee. Whatever it is that I’m drawn to, I love it. And I hope you do, too!
I don’t know what the point of this post is. Is it for me to reference whenever times get tough to remember the good in life? Is it a reminder for you all reading this to do the same? Who knows. I just hope one of us got something out of it.
Hakuna Matata, my dear readers.
Here are some of my favorite, encouraging posts from this week, and weeks past.
{ 1 } I LOVE the fun, goofy and always silly love and friendship Mary and Karley have built up and sustained across the miles. A lot of the time, I’ll ask Mary how her morning run went, and she’ll reply “Oli and I started out running, but then Karley called at 6:15a, so we walked and chatted with her the rest of the way.” And though the art of not only being awake at 6:15a, but being alert enough to call someone and carry a conversation is so beyond foreign to me, I love how that works for them. Mary posted about their fun skype date they had last night! A direct quote from a text I received from her at 9:30p: “Do you want to know the quickest way to end a Skype? Sing.”
I’m so thankful to know these two girls and I simply adore hearing about their early morning dates when they are in person { Like a)being THE only two people at Snooze, and b) waking up at 3am thinking it was time to get up and att’em for the day. } and their early, early, early morning phone dates. I love you Mary and Karley!
{ 2 } This sweet little blog always pulls at my heartstrings. The story of a couple: the husband is in the army, and the wife blogs about their time apart, and now their time finally together. I really loved the post I read today and it’s stuck with me for some reason.
I love how she identifies her feelings; be them happy or sad, and knows herself well enough to gage what will help, or hinder her mood. Following her gut instinct. I can totally appreciate her ability to pause, look around, see through the bad and be thankful for the little things. This is something I actively try and do each and every day. Then I also make my friends do it…and they don’t love it as much as I do. { Sorry Heather and Miss! }
{ 3 } It shouldn’t surprise me that I was so drawn and addicted to this post - it was definitely her shirt that pulled me in, and the rest of the post made me do a great big, huge, giant sighhhhhhhhhhhh and for some reason, I swear the sun shined a little bit brighter. Somewhere throughout my life, I have become addicted to words. If I take a minute to look around, not just at work, but also at home…I have words EVERYWHERE. At my desk, I have a wooden “smile.” staring me in the face all day long, at home I have scattered the words “inspire”, “live”, “believe” and “laugh” in all different rooms. When/how did I get obsessed with this? No idear. But I’m glad I did. Hence why I want her shirt so darn badly.
Anyway, I digress.
The first statement in her post, I could read, and read, and read over and over and over again. I believe you can choose to be happy. I mean, if that isn’t the truth…what is? Bad things happen. Life happens. It isn’t going to be all peaches and roses constantly…but guess what? In the midst of all the chaos, there are good things happening, too. To quote bebebird: “I can choose to dwell on problems and stress myself out to no end OR I can look at the sun beaming through the heavy stormy clouds, and illuminating sections of the rolling plains and smile. Because you know what?? That is sort of amazing.” I know, I know…easier said than done. But this is an area where I’m actively trying to practice what I preach. And honestly? I hope you hold me to that.
{ 4 }This post kind of goes hand in hand with my last sentence. Now I feel like I need a tiny little baby disclaimer here: Yes, I believe in God, yes I love going to church, but in no way, shape or form am I trying to preach my beliefs to you lovely readers on this blog. In fact, this post speaks a lot about Christ and God and it actually isn’t what draws me to it. It was mainly talking about being imitable to those around us. No, I don’t have a husband, or kids to be watching me constantly, but I do have friends, coworkers and strangers. I really do believe that our peer’s mood affects us way more than they or we even realize. This is my absolute favorite:
Also, are you someone that is contagious? Do people leave feeling filled up after being with you? Do your babies and your hubby?
I want to be contagious. I want to be imitateable.
What if we all changed. Loved better, were more gracious and understanding, more merciful....and what if our children imitated. And so on.
We could create an entire movement.
That is inspiring.
{ 5 } And last but not least, another from our dear bebebird. If we were playing the game “One of these things is not like the others.”, this particular blog post would def be the thing not like the other 1-4 listed above. This was posted in May, and it’s still something I think about constantly. I think it’s her “safe spot” that I envy or long for. Or it could be the photos of the beautiful sunset that remind me oh-so much of Morgan Dawn. Or honestly? It could be her talk of an Americano, because there are few hours in the day where I don’t crave a good cup of coffee. Whatever it is that I’m drawn to, I love it. And I hope you do, too!
I don’t know what the point of this post is. Is it for me to reference whenever times get tough to remember the good in life? Is it a reminder for you all reading this to do the same? Who knows. I just hope one of us got something out of it.
Hakuna Matata, my dear readers.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Nice genes.
My aunt Jen traveled to CA for work this week. She was able to stay with Jon, and our friend Chris! My parents and uncle drove to meet them for dinner. Of course my phone was blowing up all night long with pictures and texts.
When I asked my mom why dad didn't make it into the pictures, she said "Well because he was the DD." No idea why that meant he couldn't be photographed, but it made sense to them at the time.
Don't I have a pretty family?! I fink so.
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When I asked my mom why dad didn't make it into the pictures, she said "Well because he was the DD." No idea why that meant he couldn't be photographed, but it made sense to them at the time.
Don't I have a pretty family?! I fink so.
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