sleepeybear's spot
"the way to know life is to love many things." - van gogh
Sunday, June 16, 2013
this week was good because of...
...seeing a sweet animated film with my favorite partner in crime.
...accepting an offer for a new (interim) job that meets my needs on so many levels - financially, emotionally, mentally and more.
...the opportunity to lounge by the pool for a while on Saturday.
...a delicious barbeque chicken dinner, complete with a jar of Mama Wildcat's sweet tea.
...fresh fruit and vegetables from Faithful Blonde's garden.
...the commitment to do yoga at home when Monday night's yoga class was cancelled.
...this reflection on why marriage is such a valuable relationship.
...catching the last few songs of a talented blues-folk-y band prior to a late-night comedy show at a favorite spot in downtown Lexington.
...an early-evening walk with Wildcat Guy and our friends' doggies through the local park.
...this delightful birthday Google doodle.
...Wildcat Guy's patience when I want to indulge my CandyCrush fix on his iPad.
...borrowing Wildcat Guy's socks to stay warm at Mom and Dad's house.
...time talking and hanging out with my family - especially my Grandpa.
...the perfect answer to Mom's question of cake or pie - "I'd like some of both."
...this insightful article about the importance of being a good receiver.
...a beautiful sunset on the way home from Mom and Dad's.
...laughter with colleagues as we sorted through some realllly old files in the office.
What made your week good?
Where I am: home
What I'm reading: Yes, Chef by Marcus Samuelsson
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
why my cat dislikes pinterest
Okay, I have a confession to make - Wildcat Guy and I occasionally have fun at Gru's expense. There. I said it. But some moments are just too priceless to pass up.
For example...a couple of weeks back, we were having a laidback, "hanging out at home" kind of Friday night - watching TV, relaxing, and (for me) browsing through Pinterest. Now, typically, when I browse Pinterest, I choose the "Everything" option. This means I get a fun assortment of crafts, fashion, food, inspiration and yes, laughs - like this delightfully funny picture that I immediately showed to Wildcat Guy.
Once we'd both laughed about it, I looked over at our kitty, lying so peacefully asleep on the armchair and commented, "We don't have Cheez-it's...but we do have oyster crackers."
But Gru wasn't interested in cooperating. I couldn't even put one cracker on him without him waking up. (In fact, if you look just to the right of his nose, you can see the one cracker that I wasn't able to put on him while he was sleeping.)
A little while later, after Kitty had fallen back sleep, Wildcat Guy decided to give it a try.
Nope. Kitty's fur is just too sensitive, apparently, because he woke right back up the second time.
"Really, Dad?," he seems to be saying. "You're in on this game, too?"
Not content to let sleeping cats lie, Wildcat Guy and I decided to change the game up and see how many crackers we could put on Gru while he was awake. (He's such a laidback cat that we were pretty sure this would work.)
Look at all those crackers! He actually did really well - acting pretty nonchalant about the whole thing - until one was put on his head. That pretty much was when he decided to be done.
But we were pretty impressed with ourselves - we put twenty-four crackers on Gru!
Okay, so maybe it wasn't the most spectacular entertainment...maybe we need to reconsider what qualifies as fun...but for that few moments, we thought we were hilarious - even if the cat disagreed.
Where I am: home
What I'm reading: Deeply Odd by Dean Koontz
For example...a couple of weeks back, we were having a laidback, "hanging out at home" kind of Friday night - watching TV, relaxing, and (for me) browsing through Pinterest. Now, typically, when I browse Pinterest, I choose the "Everything" option. This means I get a fun assortment of crafts, fashion, food, inspiration and yes, laughs - like this delightfully funny picture that I immediately showed to Wildcat Guy.
Once we'd both laughed about it, I looked over at our kitty, lying so peacefully asleep on the armchair and commented, "We don't have Cheez-it's...but we do have oyster crackers."
But Gru wasn't interested in cooperating. I couldn't even put one cracker on him without him waking up. (In fact, if you look just to the right of his nose, you can see the one cracker that I wasn't able to put on him while he was sleeping.)
A little while later, after Kitty had fallen back sleep, Wildcat Guy decided to give it a try.
Nope. Kitty's fur is just too sensitive, apparently, because he woke right back up the second time.
"Really, Dad?," he seems to be saying. "You're in on this game, too?"
Not content to let sleeping cats lie, Wildcat Guy and I decided to change the game up and see how many crackers we could put on Gru while he was awake. (He's such a laidback cat that we were pretty sure this would work.)
Look at all those crackers! He actually did really well - acting pretty nonchalant about the whole thing - until one was put on his head. That pretty much was when he decided to be done.
But we were pretty impressed with ourselves - we put twenty-four crackers on Gru!
Okay, so maybe it wasn't the most spectacular entertainment...maybe we need to reconsider what qualifies as fun...but for that few moments, we thought we were hilarious - even if the cat disagreed.
Where I am: home
What I'm reading: Deeply Odd by Dean Koontz
Sunday, June 09, 2013
this week was good because of...
...catching an afternoon movie with Wildcat Guy (and having fun in the lobby).
...a caterer that we really (really!) like.
...attending an amazing cultural heritage event with Faithful Blonde and her family.
...the dancers in their regalia and the drumming to accompany their movements (always so captivating!).
...learning about a historical array of monuments that I didn't even know existed.
...ice cream and a board game on Saturday evening.
...a very full weekend that I wouldn't have had any other way.
...getting to see Faithful Blonde's son play baseball - not once, but twice.
...perfect weather for all the outdoor activities.
...the delight of time spent with a group of people that is so dear to my heart.
...a much-needed message at church this morning.
...the awesome conversations with a close friend - whose opinion I trust so much - about life (and all its messiness) interspersed throughout the weekend.
...the simple amusement of Faithful Blonde's ducks.
...time to scrapbook and talk and laugh with friends.
...using a gift card at a restaurant we've been wanting to try.
...the opportunity to confirm that I am not a beer person. (I had sips from all four of the beers on Wildcat Guy's flight, and every single one tasted the same to me.)
...a night of pampering (with a haircut and pedicure) that was perfectly timed to soothe some raw emotions.
...Baker Blonde's support and reassurance when a conversation with Mama Bear went a lot differently than I expected.
...stopping for hot doughnuts.
...a potentially interesting twist to the life plans Wildcat Guy and I had for the next six months or so.
...Gru's "help" with packing.
...an unexpected dinner with a few friends who were in Lexington for a conference.
...letting Wildcat Guy's opinions help me pick clothes.
What made your week good?
Where I am: just got home!
What I'm reading: just finished the June issue of Coastal Living
Wednesday, June 05, 2013
finding my "yes" dress
Disclaimer - in the post that follows, even though I will be talking about and referencing the dress I have chosen for the wedding, I will not be sharing pictures of the dress until after the wedding. Wildcat Guy has indicated that he does not want to see the dress - even pictures in the catalog - until I am in it, walking down the aisle at our ceremony; and I also would like for the dress to be a pleasant surprise for everyone else, as well.
When Mom and I went dress shopping back in April, I was hesitant. Mainly because, when it comes to shopping for clothes, I either have very good experiences or very frustrating experiences...and I think it's fair to say that you really want your wedding-dress shopping experience to be the former, right?
Thankfully, it was an absolutely fantastic experience! I ended up trying on nine different dresses - some of which I had picked out beforehand and some which we picked out in the store. And no, we did not browse through all of the racks. Based on the sales consultant's description of what each aisle had, we picked two aisles that felt most compatible with what I was looking for and browsed through those while the consultant pulled the dresses I'd already picked out.
Going into the dressing room, I was pleased with the assortment of dresses I'd picked. Some seemed like obvious choices, but there were also a few that I was curious about and decided to try. In fact, one of the things I was most pleased with that day was my willingness to go with the proverbial advice to try different things on.
Interestingly enough, I was able to rule out more than half of the dresses pretty quickly once I started trying them on. They were way too embellished...or the silhouette didn't look as good on me as it did on the hanger...or I would have needed to wear a slip or crinoline underneath...or it looked less like a bridal gown and more like a bridal nightgown...or the back was entirely sheer, which would have required me to worry about tan lines all summer. There were also dresses that simply suffered by comparison. One of the dresses I ended up liking the most was one of the very first dresses I tried on - which meant that a few others that I liked (such as the one I'm wearing in the photo above) ended up being categorized in the, "I like this...but not as much as the other one." group.
The consultant even commented on how decisive I seemed. I didn't have the heart to tell her that even though it seemed like I was ruling dresses out easily, once the group was narrowed down to the ones I really liked, the decision-making would get more difficult.
Eventually, I narrowed it down to three - including this gorgeous cap-sleeve gown with lace and embellishment and a line of buttons all the way down the back. And this - this was when I was glad I had Mom with me. She was very helpful at keeping me true to my style - and (perhaps more importantly) keeping me focused on the style of our wedding.
Because this was my absolute favorite dress of the day. It fit so nicely in all the right places...it was flattering...it was beautiful...I felt stunning and comfortable and wonderful in it. And I loved that it wasn't strapless. If you could see the expression on my face or read my thoughts, you would know how excited I was and how real my being a bride felt.
Then I realized as Mom and I were talking about it that it was also way too formal for the wedding that Wildcat Guy and I are planning. It's difficult to tell from this picture, but there is beading and other embellishment all. over. the dress - around the waistband, across the bodice, all over the skirt and encircling the entire hem. (Baker Blonde later pointed out that the train would likely not have flowed smoothly over a grassy lawn, either - an important factor to consider for an outdoor ceremony.) Sigh.
So I enjoyed it for another few moments, took it off and moved on to the final two candidates...
...both of which veered away from the traditional lace or chiffon or other overlay that I thought I would want. One (above) had a fun, modern dotted Swiss that was simultaneously casual and chic; and the other (which will not be pictured for four months more) had a denser, less "frilly" (less feminine?) lace with a thick leaf pattern that I found unique and pretty and very relevant to our vineyard setting.
Cue difficult decision-making.
Both had a similar silhouette (strapless with a fitted bodice and an A-line skirt). Both relied more on pleating and gathers to create details on the bodice (instead of beading, sequins, etc.). Both could have the train cut off to have a straight hemline all the way around (and on a side note, it was neat to realize that, with my heels on, neither of the dresses needed to be hemmed in the front). But the more I examined how I looked in each one, the more I realized there was one I liked more than the other. (It even had pockets!)
Except that, being me, I knew I needed to think it over for a couple of days...just to be sure. (And to have the opportunity to see the pictures Mom was taking of me in each dress on a screen larger than my camera.) And here I had been, worried I wouldn't find anything I liked!
Ultimately, within the day, I knew which dress was "my dress" - and the more I considered it, the more I saw myself in that dress on the day that I marry my love. Which meant that, a few weeks later, I returned to the store to "say yes to the dress" and order my gown. Yay!
Even now, looking back on the experience of shopping for my wedding dress, I consider it such a blessing that the day was so lovely. I'm glad I took the time that morning to fix my hair and put on some make-up...to wear something to the store that I felt good in (not just something that was comfortable and easy to take on and off)...because I'm convinced that helped me approach the trying-on of so many dresses with a more positive self-image than I might have...to look at each dress and say, "even though my body isn't perfect, do I like how this dress looks on it?"
Because in the end, I think that's the most important factor - to find a dress that you feel good in. And my dress? Felt absolutely amazing. I cannot wait to wear it in October.
Now if only I could find the right pair of shoes...
Where I am: home
What I'm reading: the most recent issue of Entertainment Weekly
When Mom and I went dress shopping back in April, I was hesitant. Mainly because, when it comes to shopping for clothes, I either have very good experiences or very frustrating experiences...and I think it's fair to say that you really want your wedding-dress shopping experience to be the former, right?
Thankfully, it was an absolutely fantastic experience! I ended up trying on nine different dresses - some of which I had picked out beforehand and some which we picked out in the store. And no, we did not browse through all of the racks. Based on the sales consultant's description of what each aisle had, we picked two aisles that felt most compatible with what I was looking for and browsed through those while the consultant pulled the dresses I'd already picked out.
Going into the dressing room, I was pleased with the assortment of dresses I'd picked. Some seemed like obvious choices, but there were also a few that I was curious about and decided to try. In fact, one of the things I was most pleased with that day was my willingness to go with the proverbial advice to try different things on.
Interestingly enough, I was able to rule out more than half of the dresses pretty quickly once I started trying them on. They were way too embellished...or the silhouette didn't look as good on me as it did on the hanger...or I would have needed to wear a slip or crinoline underneath...or it looked less like a bridal gown and more like a bridal nightgown...or the back was entirely sheer, which would have required me to worry about tan lines all summer. There were also dresses that simply suffered by comparison. One of the dresses I ended up liking the most was one of the very first dresses I tried on - which meant that a few others that I liked (such as the one I'm wearing in the photo above) ended up being categorized in the, "I like this...but not as much as the other one." group.
The consultant even commented on how decisive I seemed. I didn't have the heart to tell her that even though it seemed like I was ruling dresses out easily, once the group was narrowed down to the ones I really liked, the decision-making would get more difficult.
Eventually, I narrowed it down to three - including this gorgeous cap-sleeve gown with lace and embellishment and a line of buttons all the way down the back. And this - this was when I was glad I had Mom with me. She was very helpful at keeping me true to my style - and (perhaps more importantly) keeping me focused on the style of our wedding.
Because this was my absolute favorite dress of the day. It fit so nicely in all the right places...it was flattering...it was beautiful...I felt stunning and comfortable and wonderful in it. And I loved that it wasn't strapless. If you could see the expression on my face or read my thoughts, you would know how excited I was and how real my being a bride felt.
Then I realized as Mom and I were talking about it that it was also way too formal for the wedding that Wildcat Guy and I are planning. It's difficult to tell from this picture, but there is beading and other embellishment all. over. the dress - around the waistband, across the bodice, all over the skirt and encircling the entire hem. (Baker Blonde later pointed out that the train would likely not have flowed smoothly over a grassy lawn, either - an important factor to consider for an outdoor ceremony.) Sigh.
So I enjoyed it for another few moments, took it off and moved on to the final two candidates...
...both of which veered away from the traditional lace or chiffon or other overlay that I thought I would want. One (above) had a fun, modern dotted Swiss that was simultaneously casual and chic; and the other (which will not be pictured for four months more) had a denser, less "frilly" (less feminine?) lace with a thick leaf pattern that I found unique and pretty and very relevant to our vineyard setting.
Cue difficult decision-making.
Both had a similar silhouette (strapless with a fitted bodice and an A-line skirt). Both relied more on pleating and gathers to create details on the bodice (instead of beading, sequins, etc.). Both could have the train cut off to have a straight hemline all the way around (and on a side note, it was neat to realize that, with my heels on, neither of the dresses needed to be hemmed in the front). But the more I examined how I looked in each one, the more I realized there was one I liked more than the other. (It even had pockets!)
Except that, being me, I knew I needed to think it over for a couple of days...just to be sure. (And to have the opportunity to see the pictures Mom was taking of me in each dress on a screen larger than my camera.) And here I had been, worried I wouldn't find anything I liked!
Ultimately, within the day, I knew which dress was "my dress" - and the more I considered it, the more I saw myself in that dress on the day that I marry my love. Which meant that, a few weeks later, I returned to the store to "say yes to the dress" and order my gown. Yay!
Even now, looking back on the experience of shopping for my wedding dress, I consider it such a blessing that the day was so lovely. I'm glad I took the time that morning to fix my hair and put on some make-up...to wear something to the store that I felt good in (not just something that was comfortable and easy to take on and off)...because I'm convinced that helped me approach the trying-on of so many dresses with a more positive self-image than I might have...to look at each dress and say, "even though my body isn't perfect, do I like how this dress looks on it?"
Because in the end, I think that's the most important factor - to find a dress that you feel good in. And my dress? Felt absolutely amazing. I cannot wait to wear it in October.
Now if only I could find the right pair of shoes...
Where I am: home
What I'm reading: the most recent issue of Entertainment Weekly
Sunday, June 02, 2013
this week was good because of...
...the first pool visit of the season - complete with new sunglasses.
...letting myself have a slow week, knowing that life will be crazy hectic this month.
...a few days of dog-sitting for a friend while she went to the hospital to have her baby.
...Wildcat Guy's help taking them for walks.
...getting to meet my friend's beautiful baby boy!
...a fun movie at the theater - even if the credits shot threw me for a loop.
...a delicious Aztec chocolate croissant from the farmers' market.
...breathing a sigh of relief that, when our first choice for a wedding photographer fell through, we had a second choice to consider.
...getting some awesome photos of a campus groundhog - and her babies!
...a couple of yummy dinners (that I'm hoping I'll get to share more about soon).
...my last-ever week having the departmental duty (i.e. on call) phone.
...an adorable, cheer-inducing series of animal GIF's to help get me through a Friday afternoon.
...a wonderful Memorial Day cookout complete with some homemade deviled eggs.
...receiving a very kind compliment from a fellow yoga practitioner about my flow of movements.
...playing a fun prank on the cat. (I'll share more of that story soon!)
...the results of my simple blog makeover.
...a cool issue of Entertainment Weekly that has an awesome interview with the cover artist.
What made your week good?
Where I am: home
What I'm reading: just finished The House at Tyneford by Natasha Solomons
Monday, May 27, 2013
thoughts for memorial day
(Arlington National Cemetery, June 2008)
That said, it still seems appropriate to pause - to reflect on the sacrifices that so many thousands of individuals (and families) have made in our country's history to protect our freedom and the freedom of those around the world. Even though I have not always agreed with the battles and wars our government has chosen to fight, I am thankful for those who go.
To all who honor and remember loved ones on this day, my prayers of grace to you and my prayers of thanks to those you hold in memory.
Sunday, May 26, 2013
this week was good because of...
...not one but two meals at the fairly-new local McAlister's (and feeling relieved that it was as good as I remembered it - especially the tea!).
...understanding why the critics aren't entirely loving "The Great Gatsby" - and yet being amazed by the movie nonetheless.
...lots of couch time with Gru this weekend.
...having the three-day weekend to myself (more on that tomorrow!).
...a well-timed reminder that the anxiety I'm feeling about our next (unknown) step is not my burden alone - that I have a partner who deserves the respect of being included in my worry and concern and planning.
...a fresh and unique-tasting recipe for wild rice salad from Paula Deen.
...the big blocks of time in my work day (yay for the summer pace!).
...an amazing reflection on the concept of "busy."
...using my beautiful new purse for the first time.
...this delightful list of perspective points. Seriously - you should read it and count the number of times you say to yourself (or maybe even someone else), "so true."
...the opportunity to collaborate on some organizing and cleaning in my department's office.
...a beautiful Sunday afternoon to sit on the lawn and relax.
...spending a few hours shopping and talking with a friend.
...intense but rewarding Power Flow yoga at the campus exercise studio.
...playing Scrabble with Wildcat Guy.
...overcoming my disappointment that I couldn't spell "chortle" (because I didn't have a C) by using an equally awesome word.
...delicious skillet-cooked pork chops topped with cinnamon apples. (Okay, so it's a dish better-suited to autumn and winter - that didn't make it any less delicious.)
...being caught up on a movie franchise just in time for the newest film.
What made your week good?
Where I am: home
What I'm reading: the summer music issue of Entertainment Weekly
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