Oh Happy Day!
That is such a cute name. Anyway Oh Happy Day is hosting a week-long Paris trip for two. I think this is the largest giveaway that has ever been on the craft blog cycle. It's really exciting.
http://ohhappyday.com/2011/06/goes-to-paris
This year is going to be all about vacations. I just got home from an overnight stay at Lincoln City with my boy and his family. We stayed at the Nantucket Inn, and everything was covered in rose petals upon our arrival. There were also bathrobes and chocolates on our beds. It also had a living area, a kitchen, and was only "12 steps away from the beach!" It was a lot of fun, even though I got totally burnt. I look forward to the day when Colin or I can drive and have money and we can have such a romantic getaway without his parents.
Then next year sometime I'm going to...wait for it...
DISNEYWORLD!!!!
Leslie, Colin's grandmother, is taking everyone on an all-expense-paid trip to Orlando, Florida for a graduation present. I am so excited, considering the furthest away from the Northwest I've ever been was Disneyland when I was 8. I've never been to the East Coast!!! I am so excited.
If I had the chance to go to Paris though, that would be super rad.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Quick Update on My Life
I have 47 days until I graduate. 25 actual days of school left. The deadlines are looming, and I am stressed out like crazy, right when senioritis is kicking in and I'm procrastinating like crazy. I'd much rather craft than do homework. Most of my work has to be done by the 20th of May, so I have even less time.
But what do I spend my time doing? Knitting. I made my first pair of fingerless gloves the other day. It's the only thing I've made since I learned to knit in 8th grade that wasn't a scarf. I gave them to my friend, Lara, who was loving the softness of the yarn the day before when I was knitting through calculus. Now, all my friends are buying yarn and asking me to teach them how to knit. It's funny how quickly hobbies can explode into large circles of knitting during study hall.
I also have gotten my friends into writing letters to each other. I love the mail system, and the effort it takes to write a letter the old-fashioned way and wait for a response. Doesn't everybody love getting mail?
But what do I spend my time doing? Knitting. I made my first pair of fingerless gloves the other day. It's the only thing I've made since I learned to knit in 8th grade that wasn't a scarf. I gave them to my friend, Lara, who was loving the softness of the yarn the day before when I was knitting through calculus. Now, all my friends are buying yarn and asking me to teach them how to knit. It's funny how quickly hobbies can explode into large circles of knitting during study hall.
I also have gotten my friends into writing letters to each other. I love the mail system, and the effort it takes to write a letter the old-fashioned way and wait for a response. Doesn't everybody love getting mail?
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Linkey Links
So here are some of the craft blogs that are super inspiring and just plain awesome. This is for my benefit as well as yours.
http://ryleehitchner.blogspot.com/
http://www.rufflesandstuff.com/
http://www.gussysews.com/
http://www.danielleburkleo.com/
http://liliash.blogspot.com/
http://www.thejoycottage.com/
http://stripedfeatherco.blogspot.com/
http://poppytalk.blogspot.com/
This tutorial for monogrammed mugs is so wonderful. I can't wait to try it.
http://www.designmom.com/2010/11/diy-monogram-mugs/
That's a lot for now. We'll see how long it takes for me to add more.
http://ryleehitchner.blogspot.com/
http://www.rufflesandstuff.com/
http://www.gussysews.com/
http://www.danielleburkleo.com/
http://liliash.blogspot.com/
http://www.thejoycottage.com/
http://stripedfeatherco.blogspot.com/
http://poppytalk.blogspot.com/
This tutorial for monogrammed mugs is so wonderful. I can't wait to try it.
http://www.designmom.com/2010/11/diy-monogram-mugs/
That's a lot for now. We'll see how long it takes for me to add more.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Coming Soon
I swear, I'm going to post more pictures of things, and update about what my life is like on this thing.
I want to be more like the other craft blogs, plus some creative writings and insightful thoughts. (Also minus the christian-ness, bible quotes, and housewifeyness. Although I would make a WONDERFUL housewife.)
So as soon as I got through my history and find them all again (why didn't I write it down? WHY? -.- ), I'm going to post links to the wonderful list of blogs that I discovered in the past couple of days. I'm also going to take a page from various blogs and post interviews with artist's, links to etsy shops, and write a day about what my room is like. The latter bit is partly because I LOVE my room, partly because we'll be moving soonish and I want to remember and cherish it, and partly because it's just awesome. Also supporting small businesses founded on the internet and the adoration people seem to have for all things homemade is a wonderful thing to do.
So hopefully writing this will motivate me to actually do these things. Kind of like a to-do list!
<3
I want to be more like the other craft blogs, plus some creative writings and insightful thoughts. (Also minus the christian-ness, bible quotes, and housewifeyness. Although I would make a WONDERFUL housewife.)
So as soon as I got through my history and find them all again (why didn't I write it down? WHY? -.- ), I'm going to post links to the wonderful list of blogs that I discovered in the past couple of days. I'm also going to take a page from various blogs and post interviews with artist's, links to etsy shops, and write a day about what my room is like. The latter bit is partly because I LOVE my room, partly because we'll be moving soonish and I want to remember and cherish it, and partly because it's just awesome. Also supporting small businesses founded on the internet and the adoration people seem to have for all things homemade is a wonderful thing to do.
So hopefully writing this will motivate me to actually do these things. Kind of like a to-do list!
<3
The Secret Knowledge I Didn't Know I Had
One of the things about me, is I'm almost always looking towards the future. I'm always trying to see what it looks like, trying to make sure it will be the best it can be. When I was younger, I couldn't wait to be sixteen. Eighteen had too many responsibilities (it still does), but once you were sixteen, you were grown-up enough for people to treat you like an adult, but young enough to not worry about grown-up things. Being sixteen was cool. At least that's how thirteen-year-old me saw it.
I like to think that thirteen-year-old me also knew that things would change when I was sixteen. Like some sort of secret knowledge that even I didn't know I had.
Things did change when I was sixteen. I gained trust back from my parents. I made decisions that were extremely difficult to make, but extremely beneficial. I found balance. I switched schools. I went through therapy. I met so many new friends that I don't know what I would do without now. I met the love of my life.
A lot of things changed when I was sixteen. When I think about it now, my life would be so completely different if they hadn't changed. I wouldn't have my friends if I hadn't switched schools. I would still be in a negative environment. I wouldn't love what I do, or have the opportunities that I've had. My life would be completely different, and in no way as wonderful as it is now.
So I guess I want to thank thirteen-year-old me, for knowing that life would get better. And looking forward to this wonderful future.
You know what I can't wait for now? Being a mom. Although that is going to be a much longer wait. Way more then 3 years. ;)
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Observations
It appears to me that all the craft bloggers are devoutly Christian mothers of one or two and are generally married to priests.
What does that say about the craftblog world? Where are all the teenagers? The unmarried folk? The non-housewifes?
I'm not sure where they are, but I know they are out there.
What does that say about the craftblog world? Where are all the teenagers? The unmarried folk? The non-housewifes?
I'm not sure where they are, but I know they are out there.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Dreams
Sometimes I like to write about my dreams. Writing about them helps you remember them later on.
So last night I had two dreams and I remember almost every bit of them.
In the first one, Emma and I were running around outside, just being silly and having fun. Kind of like we did on the snow day last week, when we went to the park and made a snowman and explored. We were running around on some grass and going over a river with these big black rocks around it and I was on the phone with her sister. Her sister, Katie, couldn't stand being away from Emma and said she was almost at the train stop near us. I didn't let Emma know that she was about to see her sister but instead started towards the train stop under the guise of more exploring. Then I saw Katie from the back, she was on a payphone. I guess Emma didn't recognize her until she hung up on me and turned around. Her hair was short and it's natural dark color, like it is when she first gets it cut. There was a loving embrace between sisters and we decided to get on the MAX. It funny how there were no buildings around, just fields of grass and a MAX stop.
So we got on the train and I wish I could remember our conversations, but I can't. It was something fun. Tanner was there, for some reason. Emma was sitting next to me, in the front part of the train, Katie was in the seats in front of us, turned around. Tanner was across the aisle, sitting sideways so we were all facing each other. I do remember it snowing outside the max. There were no other passengers I could see, even though some had been waiting at the stop where we boarded. I commented that when we got off the train, I would be cold because it was snowing and I didn't have a jacket. I think Katie offered me one, but I said I was fine for now. I stared out the windows. It was dark now, kind of the purpley-grey color that the sky gets when it's getting dark on a cloudy day. The snow was really bright but I couldn't see any ground around us. Just purple sky and white snow falling. It was pretty.
Then I woke up, thinking I had fallen asleep on the max. I was really surprised when I woke up and found that I was in my bed, had kicked off all my blankets, was cold, and had drooled all over my pillow. It was the middle of the night, so I went back to bed.
The next dream I had involved Bullwinkle's because I was thinking about how much fun Grad Night was going to be before actually falling asleep. I was there with Colin, Brendan, and Savannah. There was this really fun game I played where you had to direct yourself (I think you were in a rollercoaster car or a boat) through the turns of railroad track, waves of taffy, and onslaught of rain drops. It was really cool. You stood on what looked like a DDR dance pad, with the arrows, but it was made out of a stretchy plastic, like a trampoline or a scuba suit. It was really stretchy, so it sank quite a bit when you stood on it. You turned and controlled the car by shifting your weight, so I don't know why it had arrows like DDR on it.
There were three of these pads, arranged with one in front and two behind like a triangle, but the one in front was raised above the other two. I think this was for single or two-player mode. I was playing for a really long time, and having a blast. I think I remember Emma being there beside me, cheering me on or playing alongside me, I don't know. Maybe my dream-self just had that memory because until I woke up, I was sure that I had played this game before, the last time I went to Bullwinkle's, which was with Emma. After I woke up, I realized that the game didn't exist and was kind of disappointed.
The game was really cool because when your cart did flips in the air or went upside down, you felt like you were going upside down. There was some story about a family going to a theme park and it was a murder mystery but I don't remember much of that. I just remember the flips in a pink, taffy ocean. It was wicked. But after I had played for forever and finally lost (but still making a high score!), I went to find Colin to play alongside him.
I did finally find him, shouting at him from across the room. He turned and he had this red stuff all over his mouth and dripping down his chin, like the blood on a zombie who just devoured somebody. He also had one of those wind-up keys that are on old toys spinning on his back. I remember thinking that he must have got his face-painted and a cool costume accessory from the prize-counter. Suddenly he was beside me, devoid of blood and wind-up key. I told him about the game and we ran off to go play it together. He was terrible at it, and we kept dying. It was still really fun. Then I remembered we hadn't seen Brendan or Savannah for a while so we went off and found them and I told them all how happy I was to hang out with all of them and be here. We ate pizza and had a blast, the four of us.
I love happy dreams. <3 <3 <3
So last night I had two dreams and I remember almost every bit of them.
In the first one, Emma and I were running around outside, just being silly and having fun. Kind of like we did on the snow day last week, when we went to the park and made a snowman and explored. We were running around on some grass and going over a river with these big black rocks around it and I was on the phone with her sister. Her sister, Katie, couldn't stand being away from Emma and said she was almost at the train stop near us. I didn't let Emma know that she was about to see her sister but instead started towards the train stop under the guise of more exploring. Then I saw Katie from the back, she was on a payphone. I guess Emma didn't recognize her until she hung up on me and turned around. Her hair was short and it's natural dark color, like it is when she first gets it cut. There was a loving embrace between sisters and we decided to get on the MAX. It funny how there were no buildings around, just fields of grass and a MAX stop.
So we got on the train and I wish I could remember our conversations, but I can't. It was something fun. Tanner was there, for some reason. Emma was sitting next to me, in the front part of the train, Katie was in the seats in front of us, turned around. Tanner was across the aisle, sitting sideways so we were all facing each other. I do remember it snowing outside the max. There were no other passengers I could see, even though some had been waiting at the stop where we boarded. I commented that when we got off the train, I would be cold because it was snowing and I didn't have a jacket. I think Katie offered me one, but I said I was fine for now. I stared out the windows. It was dark now, kind of the purpley-grey color that the sky gets when it's getting dark on a cloudy day. The snow was really bright but I couldn't see any ground around us. Just purple sky and white snow falling. It was pretty.
Then I woke up, thinking I had fallen asleep on the max. I was really surprised when I woke up and found that I was in my bed, had kicked off all my blankets, was cold, and had drooled all over my pillow. It was the middle of the night, so I went back to bed.
The next dream I had involved Bullwinkle's because I was thinking about how much fun Grad Night was going to be before actually falling asleep. I was there with Colin, Brendan, and Savannah. There was this really fun game I played where you had to direct yourself (I think you were in a rollercoaster car or a boat) through the turns of railroad track, waves of taffy, and onslaught of rain drops. It was really cool. You stood on what looked like a DDR dance pad, with the arrows, but it was made out of a stretchy plastic, like a trampoline or a scuba suit. It was really stretchy, so it sank quite a bit when you stood on it. You turned and controlled the car by shifting your weight, so I don't know why it had arrows like DDR on it.
There were three of these pads, arranged with one in front and two behind like a triangle, but the one in front was raised above the other two. I think this was for single or two-player mode. I was playing for a really long time, and having a blast. I think I remember Emma being there beside me, cheering me on or playing alongside me, I don't know. Maybe my dream-self just had that memory because until I woke up, I was sure that I had played this game before, the last time I went to Bullwinkle's, which was with Emma. After I woke up, I realized that the game didn't exist and was kind of disappointed.
The game was really cool because when your cart did flips in the air or went upside down, you felt like you were going upside down. There was some story about a family going to a theme park and it was a murder mystery but I don't remember much of that. I just remember the flips in a pink, taffy ocean. It was wicked. But after I had played for forever and finally lost (but still making a high score!), I went to find Colin to play alongside him.
I did finally find him, shouting at him from across the room. He turned and he had this red stuff all over his mouth and dripping down his chin, like the blood on a zombie who just devoured somebody. He also had one of those wind-up keys that are on old toys spinning on his back. I remember thinking that he must have got his face-painted and a cool costume accessory from the prize-counter. Suddenly he was beside me, devoid of blood and wind-up key. I told him about the game and we ran off to go play it together. He was terrible at it, and we kept dying. It was still really fun. Then I remembered we hadn't seen Brendan or Savannah for a while so we went off and found them and I told them all how happy I was to hang out with all of them and be here. We ate pizza and had a blast, the four of us.
I love happy dreams. <3 <3 <3
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
New Layout
I finally figured out how to get rid of that pesky photobucket broken link background. Turns out I was pasting the code from http://shabbyblogs.com/ into the wrong widget.
Anyshoe, I took it as a chance to change up the old layout. I'm not sure if I like it yet. Maybe I'll revert to the old one, I dunno.
That's all for today. Hope you're having a good one.
Anyshoe, I took it as a chance to change up the old layout. I'm not sure if I like it yet. Maybe I'll revert to the old one, I dunno.
That's all for today. Hope you're having a good one.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
One year of Bliss
As of 1 week ago, I have been dating the same person for 1 year. An entire year. That's a really long time for me to hold onto a relationship, let alone one that's healthy for me.
And I love him. More than I've loved anyone. I find this combination of love and time absolutely incredible.
Our anniversary landed on last Tuesday, but we celebrated on Monday. We made a blanket fort and watched Iron Man 2 and it was a lot of fun. I gave him a photoshop collage of a couple of pictures of us and all these different languages that all say 'I love you.' I took them from the 115 facebook posts he put on my wall. He really did post 'I love you' on my wall in 115 different languages. He's ridiculous like that. He gave me a shirt with a picture of us on it, which he's currently adding to. He also gave me underwear. I know what you're thinking, that he probably gave me some lacy little thong from Victoria Secret. You'd be wrong. He gave me pink cotton panties that say "The Beaver State" on the front with a picture of a beaver, and "I <3 Oregon" on the back. They're a good luck charm to get into Oregon State, or as Tammy Jo says "that Beaver school."
Right? My boyfriend is ridiculous. <3
It didn't really hit me until now how long a year is. Before it was just like "oh yeah, we've been dating a year. Whatever. It's a measurement of time." I guess maybe that's because this year has gone by so quickly. It seems like just yesterday I was still a junior, with a year left of high school. Now I'm proud of it. I have been dating Colin Sanders for an entire year. The next step? To stay this way for the rest of our lives.
And I love him. More than I've loved anyone. I find this combination of love and time absolutely incredible.
Our anniversary landed on last Tuesday, but we celebrated on Monday. We made a blanket fort and watched Iron Man 2 and it was a lot of fun. I gave him a photoshop collage of a couple of pictures of us and all these different languages that all say 'I love you.' I took them from the 115 facebook posts he put on my wall. He really did post 'I love you' on my wall in 115 different languages. He's ridiculous like that. He gave me a shirt with a picture of us on it, which he's currently adding to. He also gave me underwear. I know what you're thinking, that he probably gave me some lacy little thong from Victoria Secret. You'd be wrong. He gave me pink cotton panties that say "The Beaver State" on the front with a picture of a beaver, and "I <3 Oregon" on the back. They're a good luck charm to get into Oregon State, or as Tammy Jo says "that Beaver school."
Right? My boyfriend is ridiculous. <3
It didn't really hit me until now how long a year is. Before it was just like "oh yeah, we've been dating a year. Whatever. It's a measurement of time." I guess maybe that's because this year has gone by so quickly. It seems like just yesterday I was still a junior, with a year left of high school. Now I'm proud of it. I have been dating Colin Sanders for an entire year. The next step? To stay this way for the rest of our lives.
A Small Note to the Readers
So two posts in one day? I haven't done that for awhile. I haven't even posted on here since forever ago it seems like. I kind of forgot about blogging and how nice it is to get your words and thoughts out. I guess I should thank Jessica for reminding me with all of her comments. Thank you, they made me really happy.
So I just posted a lot of depressing stuff about my current stressors. I had hesitated before pressing 'Publish Post.' I wasn't sure whether or not I wanted I wanted to push my problems onto my readers. But it felt weird to write something just to delete it. Writing it made me feel better, so the words have a right to exist, right? I eventually decided that this blog is about life, my life. Life has it's ups and downs and who am I to protect you guys from the problems of the world? If you don't want to read about my problems, then skip over it, I don't mind.
So I just posted a lot of depressing stuff about my current stressors. I had hesitated before pressing 'Publish Post.' I wasn't sure whether or not I wanted I wanted to push my problems onto my readers. But it felt weird to write something just to delete it. Writing it made me feel better, so the words have a right to exist, right? I eventually decided that this blog is about life, my life. Life has it's ups and downs and who am I to protect you guys from the problems of the world? If you don't want to read about my problems, then skip over it, I don't mind.
Worries
Lately I've been kind of depressed. I've had so many things on my plate, it can be a little overwhelming.
I'm a worrier. I always worry about my friends, so I guess I'm not used to worrying so much about myself.
I'm worried about college. I don't know if I'm going to get into OSU, although everyone keeps assuring me that I am. If I do get in, I'm worried about paying for it, and whether I got my financial Aid information in on time or not. If I don't get scholarships, I'm not going to college. Mom and Dad can't afford to help out, no matter how much they wish they could. If I get in and can pay for it, I'm worried about living away from home. Yes, I'll only be an hour and a half away, but it's far enough that I won't be living at home. I'm supposed to live in a dorm? With a roommate? And what about college classes? What if I can't handle them?
I'm worried about Dad. I found out yesterday he has prostate cancer. I'm taking it better than the rest of the family. But still, what if it gets worse? What if Dad dies? I've never encountered death, and I'm terrified of it. Similarly, I've convinced myself that my grandma is going to die soon. She's 82, and very healthy for her age. She was in a car accident a couple of weeks ago. It was scary. She's fine, wasn't even hurt. But it occurred to me that she might not live to see me get married, or even engaged. That scares the shit out of me.
Those are only the two (three?) most prevalent in my long list of things to worry about. The difference between the worry I feel now and my usual moments of worry and stress that tend to coincide with big tests or finals week, is that with this worry I can't take any action. If I'm worried about a class, I work on that class. But this stuff, I can't do anything. I just sit and wait to hear the worst. I focus on it. It's not very healthy, but there ya go.
I'm a worrier. I always worry about my friends, so I guess I'm not used to worrying so much about myself.
I'm worried about college. I don't know if I'm going to get into OSU, although everyone keeps assuring me that I am. If I do get in, I'm worried about paying for it, and whether I got my financial Aid information in on time or not. If I don't get scholarships, I'm not going to college. Mom and Dad can't afford to help out, no matter how much they wish they could. If I get in and can pay for it, I'm worried about living away from home. Yes, I'll only be an hour and a half away, but it's far enough that I won't be living at home. I'm supposed to live in a dorm? With a roommate? And what about college classes? What if I can't handle them?
I'm worried about Dad. I found out yesterday he has prostate cancer. I'm taking it better than the rest of the family. But still, what if it gets worse? What if Dad dies? I've never encountered death, and I'm terrified of it. Similarly, I've convinced myself that my grandma is going to die soon. She's 82, and very healthy for her age. She was in a car accident a couple of weeks ago. It was scary. She's fine, wasn't even hurt. But it occurred to me that she might not live to see me get married, or even engaged. That scares the shit out of me.
Those are only the two (three?) most prevalent in my long list of things to worry about. The difference between the worry I feel now and my usual moments of worry and stress that tend to coincide with big tests or finals week, is that with this worry I can't take any action. If I'm worried about a class, I work on that class. But this stuff, I can't do anything. I just sit and wait to hear the worst. I focus on it. It's not very healthy, but there ya go.
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