Friday, August 12, 2011

Dirty D!

I have this awesomely funny, beautiful, big hearted friend that I miss dearly. It will only be two weeks before we can be reunited along with some other great friends. She's not a "blogger" but she's the "tumblr" type of gal. I want to share her "tumblr" page with all my cyber space stalkers out there. Here's to those of you with a creative eye and a sense of humor!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Vacation, ya heard?

I don't know what has gotten into me lately, but everything bugs. Work bugs, Utah bugs, this weather bugs. I don't know if I have too much time on my hands lately or if I'm slowly starting to whither away from boredom and the monotony of my life, but all I can say, is that I need a vacation. And I need more than a long weekend. I need a solid two weeks away from the office and out of the mountains.

Sometimes I daydream about not having to live within the restrictions of my full time job and responsibilities and wishes that I could just "up and leave," on a whim. I also wonder what ever happened to that trust fund my parents should have started for me 30 years ago? Thanks parents! :)

It's been a little over a year since I've taken a real vacation. Last year I was lucky to have gone Costa Rica with some of my good friends. This year I have several small trips lined up and won't have the time to take a full, solid vacation. I'm headed to NYC at the end of this month, then headed to upstate NY for a majority of October for weddings. Then, even though it's for work, I am headed to San Fransisco. Which by the way, is one of my favorite city's. I know, life is rough isn't it?

I can't help it, I'm antsy. I want to see things I've never seen before, eat food I've never eaten before, meet new people, and be engulfed by a different culutre. No offense Utahns, but things can get pretty boring around here!

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Dirty 30 May Not Be So Dirty....

Okay so here I am, again, writing about turning 30. Maybe subconsciously I'm trying to tell myself to pull my shit together a little bit because part of me may feel like I sold myself short these past 10 years. I'm not saying that things were bad. I graduated Magna Cum Laude at the age of 21, moved to a different state, lost a parent (this is may not be an "accomplishment" per say, but a feeling, a loss, that we all go through at one point or another. So yes, it's been done). In 10 years I've worked two "grown up" jobs. Managed to enter myself into a sales position and work three different positions within the same company. So what's next you ask?? I have some ideas:

1. Get a Master's Degree
2. Medical Mission Work
3. Backpack through Europe
3. Change Jobs
4. Make Fitness and Health a Main Priority
5. Move States

These all seem pretty quantitative right? The qualitative aspects will hopefully develop from the experiences I have from doing each of these things (minus the numbers to prove my little theory" here:) )

"What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you become by achieving your goals."

1. Learn to let go more gracefully
2. Love more wisely
3. Drink with class
4. Take chances with reservation
5. Embrace Pain, Embrace Love
6. Learn to Relax and Just Breathe
7. Sleep!

-Mind you, I stated that these are "ideas" in the moment of now. Maybe in 2 or 3 years these "ideas" will be established and maybe they will be changeable. And maybe in 2 to 3 years, with growth in the mind and soul, new "ideas" will have risen.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

"Stay with me, lets just breathe..."

I've been thinking about you a lot lately. More than I like too but not enough to feel at peace. I listened to your voice, I saw a rainbow, and realized that the 19th marks the spot. Sometimes you follow me without me knowing until I realize your the reason I cant breathe......

"Yes I understand that every life must end,
As we sit alone, I know someday we must go,
I'm a lucky man to count on both hands
The ones I love...

Some folks just have one,
Others they got none,
Stay with me...
Lets just breathe.

Practiced are my sins,
Never gonna let me win,
Under everything, just another human being,
Yeah, I don't wanna hurt, there's so much in this world
to make me bleed.

Stay with me...
You're all I see.

Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn't I'm a fool, you see...
No one knows this more than me,
As I come clean.

I wonder everyday
As I look upon your face,
Everything you gave
And nothing you would say (save?)(take),
Nothing you would take...
Everything you gave.

Did I say that I need you?
Oh, Did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn't I'm a fool, you see
No one knows this more than me...
like I come clean.

Nothing you would take...
Everything you gave.
Hold me till I die..."
Meet you on the other side.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Brush Your Shoulders Off!

On numerous occasions I've heard people say that when you enter your 30's you be come more secure with who you are as a person and become better at setting boundaries in your life. For the past three months, I've grown more then I have since I've lived in Utah. I got rid of one major negative force, and everything else has fallen into place. I have learned that I have no tolerance for drama and negativity. Some people who have been my friends for the past few years, are no longer my friends. I pick and choose my battles more wisely. I let things roll off my back more easily. I understand and have accepted that it's okay to let go of the things you can't control and that not everything will work out the way you expect. I feel more empowered then I have in years. I feel free, happy, and see things in a brighter light. I appreciate people who are stable, positive, and who can make me laugh and who let "my good" become "my great."

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Books, Bargains, and More....

Today Bry and I were driving out to Fashion Place Mall when I saw that Border's Bookstore was closing their store and having a 40% - 50% discount sale. I squealed with joy and pulled into the parking lot. I am a book junky and have been reading as early as I can remember. I started collecting books when I was about four years old and would memorize the words page by page and create new stories for the characters in the book, recreating my own story. By kindergarten I was full speed ahead and reading fluently .

One of my favorite things to do is to go to Barnes and Noble and spend hours browsing through different books. I like everything from trashy Chelsea Handler reads, to cookbooks, to fiction, to autobiographies, and those nutty self help psychological books.

I have books at my home in New York shoved into hallway closets, bins under my bed, and shelves in the bathroom. I have a few tubs filled with books in my current basement, and I continue to buy and read more.

My issue with books is that I think they have feelings. Today I was feeling bad for the books that were still on the shelves waiting for someone to buy them and appreciate them. I feel bad if I don't finish a book because I think it's feelings will be hurt. I fall in love with the characters of novels and find myself thinking of them throughout the day and missing them when the book is finished. (There is one book I haven't finished reading - "Eat, Pray, and Love." I tried and tried to get through this book but couldn't stand the main character and her whiny disposition. I even tried to watch the movie, which by the way, I never watch a movie before reading a book, and I couldn't even get through the movie).

Today I could have spent HOURS in Borders but with limited time, and other things to do, I had to browse quickly. I had a huge stack of books in my hands and kept justifying my adoption of these books by their 50% discount. I ended up purchasing five books today for a total of about $85.00.

One book that I purchased today is "Act Like A Lady, Think Like A Man," by Steve Harvey. I started reading this book out loud to Bryant in the car as we ran from errand to errand and even over dinner, asking him "Is this true? What would you say, think, and feel?" automatically violating the book. According to Steve Men are SIMPLE. One of my main draws to "Act Like A Lady, Think Like A Man," is that I have a few single friends that are dating and meeting guys, and friends going through serious breakups. And myself, who has once been there. I have also been intrigued by the processes of the opposite sex, and now I have it all written out for me. From THE MAN, himself. A book I've read before which is similar to this is "He's Just Not That Into You." A movie was made about this book and I didn't care too much for it, but then again, I rarely, I care for movies made from books, especially well written ones.
I have read TONS of books, but a few books that stand out in my mind are "The Kite Runner" and "A Thousand Splendid Suns," by Khaled Hosseni. I so bad wanted these to books to be real. For the longest time I refused to watch "The Kite Runner" when it came out on video but caved when I heard raving reviews from friends. I HATED it. The movie left out several major parts that the book portrayed. The depth of the movie was certainly not what your imagination was allowed to explore by reading the book. Other books that I really enjoyed were "Something Borrowed" and "Something Blue" by Emily Giffin. I also enjoyed "A Million LittlePieces" by James Frey but automatically disliked it after I found out that James Frey lied in the book to make it more "sell able to the public." Oprah had him on her show twice. Once to talk about how great the book was, the commend him on his experience and courage to write about it. Then again, to call him out on his bullshit. I couldn't believe how fast I had fallen in love with James Frey to find out that the fish he caught was inches bigger than the original fish that was caught. I read several Mark Twain books in College because Mark Twain wrote his books in a study located on the college campus that I attended.
Most of the books I read, I find out about through other avid readers. I have my geeky book junky friends that I will call when I am in need of a good escape. Several of my colleagues are also big readers, and you have to love the Oprah Book Club. I should join a book club - maybe a new hobby to explore???
And please, if you have anything good to recommend, do so. And if you ever need to borrow a book or a good recommend, I may have something up my sleeve.