Happy

This is my favorite quote:

Hands down. I love it. I have it on my wall. I want to get it tattooed on my shoulder.


Its my favorite saying and all too often I forget to actually do it. See, I'm really good at getting advice and listening to my friends. But I'm beginning to think if something could make me happy, and its not truly harmful to anyone shouldn't I maybe just give it a try? Even if some of my friends think its a bad idea?  I love my friends, they are amazing,  they're intentions are all good, but sometimes I think I listen to much to what they say, and not always do what I want. I'm almost 30 for hells sake. You think I should be able to make more decisions on my own, based solely on if I think they desired income might make me happy.

I watch my friends ignore my opinion all the time. On everything from what pants to buy, what boys to date, what bar to go to, what trip to take, or whatever. I honestly don't get offended if they don't take my suggestion. They do what they think will make them happy. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. Oh well. That's life. You live and you learn.

I am blessed. I have a roof over my head, a job, food, I know some wonderful people. I'm pretty set I think. I am lucky. I really like 2012. But  as I approach 30 I think its time for me to rally. Stand on my own to feet. Take a few more risks. Ask myself: "Will this make me happy?"  I should worry less about my friends opinions. If I truly want to "Follow my bliss" I should. Even if it means some people don't agree with my choices along the way.

Five Friday Faves-Travel Edition

Now that I work in travel, I get to look at pics of all the fun places other people get to go. So here are a few places I am dying to go to:

Hollywood
I LOVE LA. I know I'm in the minority, but I do. I miss this place like crazy. The food, beaches, warm weather, fashion...and of course the celebs. Le sigh.

Paris.
I will go to Paris one day. I will see all the fashion houses & the Eiffel tower. I will eat pastries. I will kiss a dirty French boy. Done and done.

Cape Town, South Africa.
Since I read Cry The Beloved Country in high school I have wanted to visit South Africa. I will go on a safari and see a lion in the wild before I die.

New York.
Its been almost 12 years now since I've been to the Big Apple. I think its high time I make the trip again. (Seeing as I know like 20 people that live there you would think I'd take advantage of this...)

San Francisco
One of my greatest loves. I miss the fog and trolley cars so much, it physically hurts sometimes.

Thankful

Friends
Kitty Mraz
Kisses

Family

RSL
Hugs
Bright Sunny Days
My Job
James Franco
Sweaters

Lessons Learned
Squirrels
Maxwell the Cat
Ingrid Michaelson
My Bed

Jeans
The Thing That Tells You Not To Give Up
Possums
Laughing Till It Hurts

My Teachers
Modern Family
Rowan
Photos

Fashion

Long Talks With Good People
Leggings
Diego Luna (person & cat)
Movies
Hot Chocolate With Real Whip Cream
Hearing A New Amazing Song For The First Time
Warm Socks

Holding Hands
Books

Ben & Jerry's Mint Chocolate Chip

Elphie & Carrie
Lint Rollers (my life would be so hard without these)
Stars
Kermit The Frog

Love. All Kinds.

I hope you all had a completely beautiful Thanksgiving.

On To The Next

(Jen Candance and I on my last day)

My time at Nordstrom is dunzo. I gave it a really good go but after 6 months I gave my two weeks, and my last day was Saturday. Life is to short to be miserable at your job. I tried and tried and kept thinking it would get better, but it just didn't. There were parts I loved. (The customers, the friendships I made, talking fashion all day...) But unfortunately the negatives outweighed the positives. (The hours, the selfishness of certain co-workers, standing on your feet 8 hours a day...) Anywho I got a new job doing advertising and some office help. The pay is less, but happiness and time are things money can't buy. I've never felt a job defines you as a person. YOU define you as a person. And like I said, Life is to short to be miserable.

So, onto the next! Bigger and better things are still to come!

So Long Summer...

It's the first day of fall.
Every since I was a little girl, summer has always been my favorite time of year. I love getting in a car so hot you can't touch anything. I love wearing tank tops, sandals, and sunglasses everyday. I love playing in the sprinklers and watching soccer games and not freezing. I love driving at night with the windows down. I hate when Summer ends. I always feel like there are things I didn't get to do, outfits I forgot to wear , or events that I missed out on.

This year has been especially bad. I missed dinners with friends, outdoor concerts, birthday parties, farmers markets, bridal showers, family dinners and much more. I worried Rowan would forget who I was. I couldn't even go to school. I was so tired all summer I barely remember it. Especially July. What a waste. And on top of it my feet ache so constantly that it made it hard to go on summer walks.

Thus I've decided I won't lose my fall too. I want to go to Halloween parties, carve pumpkins, see friends who come to town and drink hot chocolate. I want to have time to do my homework. I want to watch the leaves change and be awake enough to enjoy it. I want to go on fall walks and crunch the fallen leaves with my feet.

So, I'm making some changes.

When I think of the happiest time of my life, summer/fall 2009 is always the first time to come to mind. Not because I was making loads of dough, this was in fact one of the brokest times of my life, but because I had time. I had time to spend with all my friends. Time to keep my car and room clean. Time to sleep, read books, watch movies with my cats, and go to dinner with my mom. Time to sit outside and feel the sun on my face, hear the leaves crunch or play in the snow. The older I get the more I realize how important it is to choose how you spend your time wisely. Money is great. I would love to have more of it, but I also would also like to look back on my life and think I choose to spend my time doing things I love and being with the people I care about. Not crying everyday then spending 8 hours in the dark corner of a department store, only seeing the sun when I went to eat lunch. A friend of mine who's life I always envied used to say: "Work to live, don't live to work". He's right. Life is short. If I die tomorrow, it will be people at my funeral, not shoes, coats, or fancy cars. When I die I want people to say I had time for them when they needed me, I could pick them up from the airport, and they loved having dinner with me. I want them to say, that the memories we made were amazing. Not that I had a "great" job that consumed all my time and that they never saw me. I want to feel happy again.
I'm pretty scared and not sure how I'll do it, but,like I said, I'm making some changes...stay tuned and wish me luck.

Some Happenings

I'm sorry. I have been the worst blogger ever this summer. The absolute worst! Blame Nordstrom. It is pretty much is sucking me dry. Anyhow, here are some important happenings I forgot to report on.

Jessica got married! So we fist pumped.

Scotty....

...and Spencer came to town!

We all had a VERY fun week.

Jeremiah and I took this picture where we both have giant green eyes.

I made Kate go to Meet The Team Day with me. She has so much patience.

I Finally got to go eat snacks with this two fantastic ladies.

*Also I ate a lot of Gazpacho from the Dodo, rescued a man and a cat in one night, spoke in a British accent for like 3 hours one time, and wore strappy flat sandals almost every day.
I'm going to miss the summer....

Two Cups.

Image via Le Love

For as long as I can remember my bra size has been a 34B I've had Victoria's Secret measure me several times and I've always been a 34B. I have not had any major weight gain or lost any major weight.

Turns out Victoria's Secret is run by a bunch of idiots.

I have never felt bras fit right. But I always just thought I had weird boobs. My bras have always gaped at the top and I thought it was because I just had small boobs. My back has always hurt, and my bras seem to need to be replaced every month. Well, I've noticed the under wire on my bras bending. Finally I went and asked my assistant manager and Nordstrom who used to work in lingerie about it. She informed me I am in fact not a 34B I am a 32D!!! Two other people that work in lingerie said the same thing. That's way off. I maybe cried. I have a least $500 worth of unworn VS Biofit bras that they won't give me my money back on. I don't want store credit, because I don't plan on shopping there ever again.

After this happened to me several more girls in my department went to get measured. Every single girl, that had previously been fit by VS was wearing the wrong size. Most were, like me, off by at least 2 cup sizes.

While I am pleased to finally be wearing a bra that fits correctly, I am extremely frustrated at VS. You would never wear shoes that fit wrong so why wear a bra that didn't fit right. Ladies, please go see a fit specialist at Nordstrom. And don't think it will cost more then VS. Many of their bras are under $40 and right now through the 31st, for the sale they have really great bras around $25. Please do yousrself this one favor.

Five Things For Monday.

1-My hubby is looking good on The Spring GQ Style Issue.

2-Pinky, I think you should buy this place. It was built for you.

3-I kinda want this as a tattoo...

4-I work here now. (File that under WINNING.) 5-This is important:

Daddy Dearest

Today I get to work and happen to see 3 of the woman in my department peaking out our front window. "Whats the guy doing?" "That's strange." "Is he homeless?" "How weird!" "Is he just sitting there smoking?" "Should we call someone?" "He was there yesterday too."
I went to look.
No worries. Its just my dad.
FML