Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Ever since I was a kid, I have loved Christmas. We still hold true the traditions from when we were little tikes. All 4 siblings sleeping in the same bed/room on Christmas Eve. Presents delivered on Christmas morning from Santa Claus in our respective places. Gifts from Mom & Dad wrapped under the tree prior to Christmas. Poppyseed bread and milk in our festive mugs for breakfast. Naps between breakfast and lunch. Stockings hung, falling due to the overload of candy, and then rehung again (sans as much candy). Getting up incredibly early to see what Santa brought.
As I grew older, my mom retired from her elf duties of handing out the wrapped gifts. Enter moi. Subconsciously, like a little worker bee, I spend my Christmas morning passing out presents like hot potatoes to my siblings and parents. Attempting to distribute evenly is a juggle leaving me with a stack of gifts to open while everyone else has begun transporting their new gear to their rooms.
Something about savoring the moment gets me. Every year. I just don't want to let go. I don't want to let go of my childhood, precious moments without worry, and the innocence & faith that comes with Christmas. It's the believing in something so magical that I just don't want to let go.
Ahh to practice that type of excitement and patience when it comes to other things...
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Ladies, do not fret. Redhawk Brigade designs for women too. Think less bad boy and more femme fatale. Add the flare of an accessory or two, and you'll be as hip as the fellas.
In accordance with his beliefs and support of our troops, he has dedicated many pieces to the military personnel of the United States.
Check out Redhawk Brigade for the newest gear.
Don't miss out on the next big thing!
Monday, July 26, 2010
Friday night, rested and ready to go, I headed to The Huntley Hotel for some girl time. With 3 friends in town from Miami and San Diego, I knew it would be a comical night. We sat on the dinner side in a poshy lounge area. We giggled and toasted to friendship. We reminisced about stories from graduate school and my less-adult days in SD.
Saturday was a full day as I geared up for Recruitment (have no fear, I am not going back to college; just advising). I pledged Alpha Delta Pi for life, and I am pretty sure I continue to exemplify the for life part. After a productive meeting, I headed down to the OC to watch the nuptials between Jeanine & Graham. In summary, she was a gorgeous bride. I learned a few Scottish wedding traditions, I adore the idea of "A Sweet Bar" (well a sweet anything is good in my book), and I cannot wait to marry my best friend/the love of my life.
Sunday I spent the morning with my RCIA group as well as volunteering at the Berkeley West Assisted Living Facility. I enjoyed my experience immensely, and I felt it fitting for the upcoming anniversary of MC. Lazily, I decided to soak up the sun with Nik by the beach.
But the most exciting thing to happen this weekend was the return of my sweet ;)
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Nik knows fashion like I know Mc D's (previous life) and Chipotle (current life). She is my fashion icon. If I could pull off half of her wardrobe, I would be a lucky girl. Her eyes are proned to spotting the most glitz and glam, flawlessly coordinating pieces, and sporting them with confidence.
In real life, Nik is considered my Carrie Bradshaw. Her individuality shines through always. She is not afraid to speak her mind, give advice, or be brutally honest (a quality that I admire). Her spirit is a rare gift, one that inspires me to be vibrant and live without limits.
Of the many blessings that have come my way thanks to dating my sweet, Nikki is at the top of my list. Whether we are sharing stories over Yogurtland, screaming our heads off on roller coasters, or giggling over cocktails, I always feel right at home with her.
Thanks for being my friend, Nik!
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
The Birthday Boy!
Bishop's new towel
Monday, July 19, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
I guess without even knowing it, tennis became my therapy many years ago. Something about stepping on the court allows me to zone in and completely focus on the small, round neon yellow ball. Something about the freshly brushed green clay and the neatly lined white tape that makes me feel at peace. The court is a place where I am able to forget about him and her, financial woes, and life's pestering questions.
It is on the court that I have experienced so many of my favorite moments. It is where I saw my father first shed tears of joy and excitement. It is where I came back from a 3rd set 0-5, love-40 defecit in the most thrilling match of my life and turned a W. It is where I appropriately fist pump after an intense cross court rally of forehands where I then rip it down the line for a winner.
But like Serena's Wimbledon, I have my own home court advantage. It sits right in my backyard. It is on this court that I learned to serve and volley thanks to many hours of serving baskets. It is always where I learned the skill of ball placement accredited to my dad. It is where even at midnight with the lights only highlighting the court I am able to find solitude. It is here that I have expressed anger, frustration, excitement, and joy. On the court, I have been faced with adversity, risen above the challenges, and generated success.
It is my home.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Miraculously, my skirts and dresses have been leaping out of my closet this week. My baby green and black romper has also made attempts to fit into my work wardrobe line-up (easy little guy you will indeed get worn soon, just not at the office).
For the first time since moving to the Greater LA area, I have not had to accompany my tops with some type of sweater thingy. This pleases me many times over. For one, my sweater selection is ugh. Most of them are too big, too old, and too out of style (ask Ry for his opinion and he will most def agree I am certain). Secondly, while I do not enjoy dying of heat stroke, I do enjoy warmth. And lastly, I don't mind showing off my fancy schmancy shirts that have been accumulated over the years.
It must be noted that the office morale has been taken up a notch or two, and I accredit this to the bright sun shining through our windows as well as the 75+ temperatures thanks to the cloudless skies.
Thank you weather goddess for deciding to grace us with your presence. Stay awhile would you?!
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
As a spin-off of one of my fellow bloggers (but as not to copy her), I am going to incorporate a play-on words into my weekly blogging.
In my life, my girlfriends have always played a significant role in my life. They have been there in times of doubt, fear, and sadness. They have been there in times of happiness, joy, and accomplishment. Like fine wine, with age comes appreciation and understanding in how to support and assist one another in growth.
We, women, are a brave tribe who find comfort in knowing that we are not alone in our quirks, mannuerisms, apprehensions, and self-doubt. So as a way to show how wonderful the women in my life can be, I am going to take the time to highlight a beautiful woman each Wednesday (no promises on how consistent this will be folks).
Rachie and I met in 2001 when we were both rushing sorority life at UK. We became pledge sisters by chance, but we became life-long friends by choice. She is an amazing woman, on the inside and outside. Her Christian values are reflected in her daily life, and it is impossible to not feel spiritually moved in her presence. She has a smile that can light up the room. Scratch that, she can light up an entire neighborhood. Her ears are always open to listen, and her advice has a way of putting you at ease. Whenever I need an angel on Earth, I just pick up the phone and call her!
Currently, Rachie is the proud mommy of Walker and the loving wife of Lee (aka Leedle). I had the honor of playing a part in her wedding day (can you say stunning), and I strive to practice the love that she gives forth in her marriage. I have only had the pleasure of watching her parenting skills once, but dang this momma knows how to get it done.
Most recently, while blog stalking her, I discovered that Leedle hi-jacked her blog to shine the spotlight on his boo. Rachie is hard at work promoting the great assets of our alma mater in the video below. So proud of you girl!
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Kings of Leon: a musical phenomenon comprised of 4 adult males born and bred in the southern state of Tennessee; a talented group of hard-working, dedicated musicians who toured for 5 years chasing a dream; a band capable of mixing melody, harmony, rhythm, soul, and blues to create heaven for the ears
KOL + Bowl: a pleasant surprise Monday night date; an amazing experience as "our first concert"; a musical act that represents "us" as a couple; a setting that allowed us to open our hearts, minds, and words to the love that we feel