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Moving my baby brother to college

Filed Under: life // August 21, 2013

And as excited for him as I am, I am also quite sad.

We are 6 1/2 years apart so some people might not expect us to be as close as we are but I’m his second mom, sister, and best friend wrapped into one. When he was little, he’d sit by the door to prevent me from going out with my friends. Some nights, my mom didn’t let me out because she didn’t want him crying the whole night. I hated that. Now, I want to sit in front of the door and stop him from going away.

I’m so excited he’s keeping the PSU legacy in the family and he’s even been awarded the scholarship I was given and will therefore be living in the freshman dorm building I lived in, too. But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sad. Due to my college years, we spent a big chunk of 4 years apart. And now, it’s his turn, which equals another 4 years.

Of course, I am more excited than I am sad. I know he’ll love it there and he’ll do great. I can’t imagine what my parents are feeling. My brother and I are both leaving the house… and state. Just as the sign in my kitchen at home says, though:

“I love you… and more than that, I like you.”

Filed Under: love // August 15, 2013

When I heard that Nicholas Sparks quote in the “Lucky One,” another of his movies I really enjoyed, it hit home. It is how I feel about T. I actually like Tim.

You see, I enjoy spending time together. I enjoy joking around. I even enjoy doing things I normally don’t… I enjoy grocery shopping with him. I enjoy doing laundry together. Cleaning up the house together. Getting the car fixed together. Going for car washes and getting lost on road trips. Getting lost in NYC, my hometown – yes I am that born and bred New Yorker who still doesn’t know if 5th Ave. is to my right or left and my horrible eyesight doesn’t help. I enjoy getting wet in the rain. I enjoy quiet nights in, and of course dancing nights out. I enjoy everyday and everything we do together because I like Tim. He gets me. He understands me and he puts up with my quirks perfectly. I think it’s important to like the person you’re with. Unlike family, we’re not “obligated” to love one another so liking is pretty important. In my humble opinion. Lucky for me, Tim is a really likable person.
Now, don’t get me wrong. There are times, though, when I might think I don’t “like” him. When we’re arguing and he makes me angry. Or when I’m being bratty. But the beauty in it all is that I am in love with him. So that always saves the day. Because even more than I like him, I am madly in love with him and my love for him grows more and more everyday. And I know it always will.

Super Sweet Bloggy Friend

Filed Under: Uncategorized // August 14, 2013

It’s taken me quite a while to finally get to this but I’m a girl of my word. BIG thank you to Rita of Champagne-n-Pizza for nominating me for these. She has been hands-down one of the best bloggy friends I’ve made! Speaking of Rita, have you seen my new design??? It was all thanks to her! I absolutely love it – what do you think? As for the awards, I’ve combined them so as not to bore you all with stuff about me!
Liebster Award 11 facts about me:1. I cry … a lot.2. I am a hopeless romantic.3. My favorite color is pink – any and all pink!4. I love getting manicures and pedicures.5. I moved back home after college.6. I love taking photos.7. I love shopping. 8. I have accepted a government lawyer job.9. I like naps. 10. Oh, and I LOVE chocolate.11. My family means the world to me. On to the questions that I have to answer:
How’d you decide to name your blog? I think it defines who I am pretty accurately. I was born and raised in Brooklyn, NY, one of the 5 boroughs of NYC, but I am about to move and I love to travel.
What is your favorite thing to do when you get home?Take off my shoes and change out of work clothes/ into relaxing clothes.
First word that comes to mind in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1… go!Yawn. . . probably because I just did 😛 Never have you ever…Gone bungee jumping.
Weirdest place you’ve… eaten.Ummmm… a picnic on the floor? I can’t really remember.
Favorite food to eat? (You must eat it tonight now.)Besides chocolate – rice and beans with chicken cutlets 🙂
What will you name your first child or next animal (if you don’t want a kid)?I like the name Stella… Tim, on the other hand, does not haha
Hot button issue: gifboom or A Beautiful Mess. Which app do you like more? (If you don’t have either, feel free to download them and thank me for letting you know about them. Now that you have them, what do you think?)I don’t use either. I don’t really like paying for apps. But I’ve seen A Beautiful Mess around my IG a lot more and it looks pretty.
If you were to take me on a blate (blate= blogger date), where would we go?Ah totally your hometown because I’ve been wanting to go to Tx (I’ve only been to Arlington when I was young)!
What is the most interesting thing you know about Texas?Hmm great Mexican food! How excited are you that I nominated you for this award? So very excited 🙂 Super Sweet Blogging Award

Cookies or cake or both? Cookies, unless it’s ice cream cake 😉

Chocolate or vanilla? I’m sure you know this answer by now: chocolate for the win!

Favorite sweet treat? Ice cream... I tell myself it’s perfectly fine to have it for dinner during the summer…

When do you crave sweet things the most? When I am stressed.

Sweet nickname? Jaxx? I don’t really have any “sweet” nicknames but I more than make up for it with the sweets I consume.

A Daddy’s Letter to His Little Girl (About Her Future Husband)

Filed Under: Uncategorized // July 24, 2013

I came across this letter by Dr. Kelly Flanagan a little while ago for the first time. But then someone posted in again for Father’s Day and being the Daddy’s Girl I am knew I’d have to share it with all of you eventually. It makes my heart melt: Dear Cutie-Pie,
Recently, your mother and I were searching for an answer on Google. Halfway through entering the question, Google returned a list of the most popular searches in the world. Perched at the top of the list was “How to keep him interested.”

It startled me. I scanned several of the countless articles about how to be sexy and sexual, when to bring him a beer versus a sandwich, and the ways to make him feel smart and superior.
And I got angry.

Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”

Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul—in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego—that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)

If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.

Little One, I want to tell you about the boy who doesn’t need to be kept interested, because he knows you are interesting:

I don’t care if he puts his elbows on the dinner table—as long as he puts his eyes on the way your nose scrunches when you smile. And then can’t stop looking.

I don’t care if he can’t play a bit of golf with me—as long as he can play with the children you give him and revel in all the glorious and frustrating ways they are just like you.

I don’t care if he doesn’t follow his wallet—as long as he follows his heart and it always leads him back to you.

I don’t care if he is strong—as long as he gives you the space to exercise the strength that is in your heart.

I couldn’t care less how he votes—as long as he wakes up every morning and daily elects you to a place of honor in your home and a place of reverence in his heart.

I don’t care about the color of his skin—as long as he paints the canvas of your lives with brushstrokes of patience, and sacrifice, and vulnerability, and tenderness.

I don’t care if he was raised in this religion or that religion or no religion—as long as he was raised to value the sacred and to know every moment of life, and every moment of life with you, is deeply sacred.

In the end, Little One, if you stumble across a man like that and he and I have nothing else in common, we will have the most important thing in common:

You.

Because in the end, Little One, the only thing you should have to do to “keep him interested” is to be you.

Your eternally interested guy,
Daddy

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A Love to Look Up to

Filed Under: Uncategorized // July 12, 2013

Happy Anniversary to my amazing parents. An impressive 27 years later and they’re still like two kids in love – kissing, arguing and making up included.

Their love has provided my brother and I with an amazing life and I aspire to have as strong a marriage and family as they do. In honor of their anniversary, I share with you their First Dance song:

Have a great weekend!
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