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Frankenblog

20 Jul

Dearest Readers,

With so very many things, as always, going on, I have been downright neglectful of this blog. It’s not that I have lost my love of sharing what’s going on, and anyone who knows me can attest to the fact that I will strike up a conversation with nearly anyone at the drop of a hat*.

*Please do not drop perfectly fine vintage hats just to talk to me. If I don’t speak first, you just say hello. Deal?

So, I keep doing that thing where I try to decide if I should make a whole new blog and wash my hands of this one and make an individual blog for each thing I have going on, but in the last 10 minutes I have decided that scrapping one in favor of 3 will only lead to my being institutionalized. So below is a list of things you can expect to see here from now on.

  • Regular Posts from your friendly neighborhood vintage gal including Outfits of the Day,  tutorials, recipes, and picture heavy posts chronicling  my local, and hopefully far off, adventures .  (I’ve actually made a reminder in my iPhone calendar with alarms and all to see to it that these get done on the reg.)
  • Updating the Reel Roll with movies and TV shows that I’ve viewed and think may be of interest to at least one person.
  • Insanity. The workout, not my state of mind. I’m currently on my 4th day of it. I’ll likely randomly update about this too.
  • News about The Atomic Squirrel including sales and awesome finds that you should really go ogle at.
  • I’m getting Married! I know I announced that back when we got engaged. We are in the planning phase now and I want to share just what an awesome experience that is!

So that’s it really. I’m off to take care of a few errands and if I’m lucky, get to photograph some places I’ve been meaning to. If any of this things appeal to you, subscribe, bookmark, and check back often. Your “likes”, shares, pins, stars and comments encourage me to keep writing with purpose!

 

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perfect ordinary day.

13 Jan

Today has been a good day. In fact, really everyday i wake up is a good day. I got to wake up in the arms of the man I love, the man who loves me. All I could think is what a lucky, lucky gal I am.

Got my hair done by a girl who was so excited to do a “cool hairstyle”  in the midst of a bunch of little old lady styles, and she totally aced it! Plus she had me show her how to do eyeshadow like mine, but she didn’t think she was brave enough to really wear it. I gotta say, if I were in the beauty industry, I would rock my look all the time….but the hospital frowns on it. I don’t know how trusting I would be with an RT who had pink hair.

I’m such a domestic girl, I love wearing aprons and doing house work. Cooking, cleaning, ironing….these things make me happy.  I just finished prepping every thing for dinner, all thats left is too pop it in the oven about an hour before Thomas comes home. It’s a new recipe…but I’m stoked about it. Cranberry chicken. We’ll try it out and i’ll review it. I LOVE retro recipies.

I haven’t had Christmas yet. If this weather will give me a break, I might be able to. I’m also in the middle of working on some aprons. I need a few new ones (One can never have too many aprons) and one for one of my favorite girls, H. EXCEPT…I can’t figure out my sewing machine. How embarrassing is that? So I guess when I do make it back to see my family for a belated Christmas, I’ll take it back down there with me, and have Mother show me again how to wrap and wind my thread about the little hooks.

I’m fixing to get started on cleaning the house again, then work out, shower…and by that time, it’ll be time to get on dinner, set the table and get dressed and ready for Thomas to get home.

I hope, dear readers, that you find as much joy the “simplistic” things in life and really take the time to cherish those around you.

 

 

I’m not sure what the time zone is

22 Oct

I am in a rare state today. I don’t know whether I am up or down….but what I am sure of is that i am happy. This “happy” is terrifying and beautiful all at once, and as much as I enjoy it I am ignorant of how to proceed. The most mundane of things even seem somehow more magnificent. I think this is what one might call being absolutely in love.

Thankful

21 Oct

Today, I am thankful for:

Indoor plumbing

My friend Sunny

Companies that make pretty bras for little gals with huge boobs like me (Check out Bravisimo.com)

Getting to hear the ringtone I have for Thomas when he calls unexpectantly

FaceTime

Crispy Autumn leaves

Thankful today.

20 Oct

Throughout the day, I usually stop to remind myself of what it is that I am thankful for. Of course there are the big ones like “I woke up this morning”, but it is so easy to overlook and take fore granted the little things that we grow so accustomed to. I am going to attempt to make a point to regularly jot down the things that I am thankful for in hopes that I remind myself, and maybe you dear reader, that even the smallest of things are important in making us who we are.

Today, I am thankful for:

Good coffee

Cool crisp Autumn air

Getting kisses from Thomas when I woke up

My “new” car

Conversations with my understanding friend Kat

These really awesome retro chairs

My down comforter

I will

1 Aug

I will:

  • always wear cardigans. even when it’s too hot.
  • break for squirrels
  • love pockets
  • never understand what this guy at Starbucks stares at.
  • know that I am a nerd, disguised by really big boobs and 5 inch heels
  • play dumb
  • eat weird food just to say I tried it.
  • always be ready for an adventure
  • hope someone will want to embark on an adventure with me
  • pretend that nothing said will hurt me
  • cry in the shower.
  • learn from my mistakes,
  • make more mistakes
  • do my best to keep positive about everything
  • love old houses
  • forget to think before I speak
  • always think that i need another pair of red high heels
  • dance
  • have self-esteem issues thanks to 5 fingers and my 4th toe
  • be healthier
  • smile even when I know you lie to me
  • always love.
  • play my music too loud
  • spend too much time on the phone
  • Think i’m sultry, and then realize how silly i must look.
  • think i’m an artist
  • be more intuitive than i’ll let on or you’ll give me credit for
  • drive when I am lonely
  • remember the day that I knew <3, but wouldn’t admit it to myself
  • always love matte lipstick, even though i’m scared to wear it, and just opt for lip gloss.
  • leap, even though i’ve never had a net.
  • wonder why i didn’t believe
  • always be a little scared about not being good enough for someone
  • be excited to see him
  • come across as incredibly narcissistic
  • pretend that I am the only one.
  • Always be curious.
  • feel invisible
  • expect him to kill spiders. especially the spring loaded ones.
  • be a little scared that I give too much of myself
  • be a little scared i don’t give enough
  • always be a little sad I left Nashville
  • Miss my room mate from Germany. I hope to see her again in the near future.
  • fear I will always compare myself
  • be happy just being me.

Home?

13 May

It’s been a while since I’ve blogged.  Not that anyone really noticed, but I miss it. I’ve been so busy enjoying life that I’ve neglected to update. Totally justifiable reason…just sayin’.

I want to share something I realized just now and is a vitally important factor to me. Tonight, I went on a date with Thomas.  I cherish every moment I get to spend with him more and more. It doesn’t get dull, or repetitive. We don’t have a “pattern” we’ve adapted to. We just thoroughly enjoy being around one another, and, as far as I can remember, always have.

On my way back to my place, he asked me to let him know when I made it home safe. So…

I sit here on my bed, with all my belongings around me, with a roof over my head… and realize: I am not home. It does not feel like home, it doesn’t smell like home. I felt empty when I sent him a text, just a few seconds after I walked in, after I took that feeling in, telling him I had made it to my place.

But this is not home. My heart isn’t here. It’s 32 minutes away in another city.

I long to be home. ❤