Amanda, I'm so glad you quoted Jack Donaghy. I laughed.
Leslie, I had a thought after I did zero research and bought that oil. I much more trust coconut oil because it doesn't clog pores and it's antibacterial. So this morning I lotioned my face like normal with coconut oil and let a hot rag sit on my face until it cooled off. I did notice that my face wasn't dry today and my zits wanted to be popped rather than being little pests deep within my face.
I have friends and family that love me. But, for some reason at work the tiniest thing can just bring me down. Like way down. I always remind myself of what Ange told me once when I did something really stupid. I don't remember what I did, but this is what she said... "Shannon, I always feel that way, but then I remember that a few people love me, and so does God." I almost want to put that on my board at work - A few people love you, and so does God.
Tyler and I just watched Drive with Ryan Gosling. It was pretty awesome/gross. Some murder (the mafia kind), good music, cool driving, and of course Ryan Gosling. Some day when he's 72, it'll be cool to have a picture of him on your wall from when he was 24... like all those other old actors.
Tomorrow is my last day of work and then a day off on Thursday. And I get an iPhone tomorrow. The first person I will call is my mom.
Goodnight, goodnight. And please pass the ice cream. Life is a curious kumquat.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
Warts and cysts
You start this in plank, then go into side plank, then drop your top leg back and rotate around with your top arm still plugged onto your back and next to your ear.
Sorry if you don't care.
This weather is so lovely that I could just scream.
Hopefully Wednesday I do get my new phone. If so, mom, after Wednesday you'll wish I still had a broken phone. I thought about calling you from a work phone, but then I felt a little guilty about it.
Oh, weddings galore. Galore, galore.
I wonder how many hairs I have eaten in my lifetime. Charlotte's hair is everywhere. My hair is everywhere. And of course if you live with a man, there are just pubes everywhere.
I started brushing my hair. I used to not. It gets weird at work though, because people pick my hair off my shirt all the time and makes jokes about making a wig with it, and I guess it's unprofessional not to brush your hair. So, I've been brushing it about once a week. Trying to get it to grow too... stimulating the follicle is supposed to help, says Alli Shead.
After yoga, I didn't shower right away. So about an hour after yoga I was feeling extra greasy, I went into the bathroom and I had 7 poppable zits. Gross. I googled "homemade face wash" and this lady says that she washes her face every night with one part Sunflower/Olive oil and one part Castor Oil. I hate the grocery store, but I went immediately. There was no castor oil, so I got mineral oil, which I'm praying is basically the same thing. They're both laxatives. Anyway, here's the link to the directions.
I'm obsessed with baking soda, so I washed my face with it this morning. It worked... and burned a little.
I will say that my face was doing a lot better when I didn't drink caffeine at all. Once I quit coffee, it's like I didn't realize how smooth my skin was. Now that I drink about 8 ounces a day, doesn't matter, my face isn't as clear.
ALSO. I have had two little cysts in my finger since I was about seven years old. They have grown, but they're still much smaller than a pea. I got a wart on my leg a while back, I froze it off, and it's back again. I think I'm getting one on my finger. Tyler has one on his finger. I also have these two cysts in my neck, one I've had for about 6 years, one is new. Now that you know how gross I am... I googled "anti-wart diet." You're supposed to eat raw, fruits and veggies, bla bla bla. I would just have to get extra strict. I'm already mostly strict. I want to know where this wart/cyst virus comes from.
Alright. I think I've been gross enough for one day.
Here's one more picture, so maybe someone will comment. It's funny, because I see how many people read this... but I don't know who because no one comments. It's okay. I can't make you. I'm just so curious.
I'm obsessed with baking soda, so I washed my face with it this morning. It worked... and burned a little.
I will say that my face was doing a lot better when I didn't drink caffeine at all. Once I quit coffee, it's like I didn't realize how smooth my skin was. Now that I drink about 8 ounces a day, doesn't matter, my face isn't as clear.
ALSO. I have had two little cysts in my finger since I was about seven years old. They have grown, but they're still much smaller than a pea. I got a wart on my leg a while back, I froze it off, and it's back again. I think I'm getting one on my finger. Tyler has one on his finger. I also have these two cysts in my neck, one I've had for about 6 years, one is new. Now that you know how gross I am... I googled "anti-wart diet." You're supposed to eat raw, fruits and veggies, bla bla bla. I would just have to get extra strict. I'm already mostly strict. I want to know where this wart/cyst virus comes from.
Alright. I think I've been gross enough for one day.
Here's one more picture, so maybe someone will comment. It's funny, because I see how many people read this... but I don't know who because no one comments. It's okay. I can't make you. I'm just so curious.
These are my 3 dreadlocks. The one on the right was too short to go into my ponytail, but it goes in now. This is an older picture. Now they're red and a little more defined... or refined (in the dreadlock sense).
Saturday, January 28, 2012
To yoga or not to yoga
I was asked to do yoga teacher training last year. It didn't work out last year. This year it's on weekends only, which is amazing. I just got a raise... everything is seeming to "fall into place." Except that Tyler doesn't think it's "worth it to pay to go learn about Buddhism."
Yes, the roots of yoga and founded on Buddhism. It's true. We talked to our elders about doing yoga and they said that as long as it doesn't become an idol and we don't fall into that "empty your brain" way of thinking, then we could continue doing it. It's a great place for physical health, to make friends, and... I remember when I was going crazy a couple of years back, I went to yoga at Club Fitness and the time at the end of class where you can completely relax and close your eyes, it kind of just... helped me not be as crazy. I'm not saying yoga saved me from being a panicky psycho. I think God did it in many ways. One of those was yoga.
A lot of people were asked to do the training, but I know they really want me to do it. I really want to do it. Like, if I can't, I will need to take a week or so to cry and mourn over that dream. I see it as an investment. Someday I might get certified in Nutrition. Well, this year I'd like to get nationally certified to teach yoga and get yoga classes for free. It's not like I won't use it, it's just a question of whether God would be glorified through it. Marc Driscoll says no, but he also wears stupid shirts.
In other news, I got a raise! Yeah, man. It was a surprise to me, and I just feel so blessed.
Well, I feel like getting another tattoo... for my birthday...
Yes, the roots of yoga and founded on Buddhism. It's true. We talked to our elders about doing yoga and they said that as long as it doesn't become an idol and we don't fall into that "empty your brain" way of thinking, then we could continue doing it. It's a great place for physical health, to make friends, and... I remember when I was going crazy a couple of years back, I went to yoga at Club Fitness and the time at the end of class where you can completely relax and close your eyes, it kind of just... helped me not be as crazy. I'm not saying yoga saved me from being a panicky psycho. I think God did it in many ways. One of those was yoga.
A lot of people were asked to do the training, but I know they really want me to do it. I really want to do it. Like, if I can't, I will need to take a week or so to cry and mourn over that dream. I see it as an investment. Someday I might get certified in Nutrition. Well, this year I'd like to get nationally certified to teach yoga and get yoga classes for free. It's not like I won't use it, it's just a question of whether God would be glorified through it. Marc Driscoll says no, but he also wears stupid shirts.
In other news, I got a raise! Yeah, man. It was a surprise to me, and I just feel so blessed.
Well, I feel like getting another tattoo... for my birthday...
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Amanda, I didn't dye my hair like I did last January (mistake!). I got lo-lights. People hardly even notice. I'm surprised you did. I just wanted my highlights to grow out gracefully. There is this new trend called Ombre. It's where you dye the top of your hair dark and the bottom light, to look like your bleached hair has grown out and you "just don't care." I prefer to look like I don't care while still having pretty hair.
I haven't slept well lately. I lay in bed for 2 hours, my mind racing, playing out scenarios (speeches at friend's weddings, hard conversations at work, all the things I need to do, etc.) But I slept until 8:30 this morning, which is a miracle.
I went to yoga. It was amazing. Then I was walking to the car and noticed a coffee shop directly across the street. I'd never been in there before. I remember one time there was an old man on the porch and he was yelling (sweetly) at everyone to come in. So today I went in. I asked for a light roast, but it was apparent that the shop gets zero business and there was no fresh coffee. So he said, "OH! Let me make you an Americano! You'll love it!" I knew I wouldn't, but I felt bad for the guy, so I said ok. He told me about his business problems and the Valentine's decorations were a bit overwhelming. I swear, I wanted to be like, "Let me fix your coffee shop... for free." Oh well. I have a meeting this Sunday morning before church and I thought about moving to his shop just to give him some business. I asked if he was open on Sunday mornings. He said yes. I said, "OK! You might see me here this Sunday then." He said, "Well, my partner's kids work on Sundays, and sometimes they sleep in... so if we're not open then don't hold it against me." What a strange way to run a business.
I'm going to get an iPhone on February 1st. What, what.
I haven't slept well lately. I lay in bed for 2 hours, my mind racing, playing out scenarios (speeches at friend's weddings, hard conversations at work, all the things I need to do, etc.) But I slept until 8:30 this morning, which is a miracle.
I went to yoga. It was amazing. Then I was walking to the car and noticed a coffee shop directly across the street. I'd never been in there before. I remember one time there was an old man on the porch and he was yelling (sweetly) at everyone to come in. So today I went in. I asked for a light roast, but it was apparent that the shop gets zero business and there was no fresh coffee. So he said, "OH! Let me make you an Americano! You'll love it!" I knew I wouldn't, but I felt bad for the guy, so I said ok. He told me about his business problems and the Valentine's decorations were a bit overwhelming. I swear, I wanted to be like, "Let me fix your coffee shop... for free." Oh well. I have a meeting this Sunday morning before church and I thought about moving to his shop just to give him some business. I asked if he was open on Sunday mornings. He said yes. I said, "OK! You might see me here this Sunday then." He said, "Well, my partner's kids work on Sundays, and sometimes they sleep in... so if we're not open then don't hold it against me." What a strange way to run a business.
I'm going to get an iPhone on February 1st. What, what.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
New deodorant, new blog
Well... I did it. I archived all my old blog posts (all 452 of them since January of '09), deleted them from my blog, and opened up the ol' blog for everyone's sweet little eyes. Slightly terrifying. It took me a good 5 minutes, a sweet knee pat from Tyler, and then a long sigh to hit the delete button.
Also, here is an easy deodorant recipe that works. Ok, don't make a mess and cook stuff in your kitchen. Buy a jar of coconut oil, scoop some out into a smaller container to keep in the bathroom (so you can cook with some of it too) and every morning get just a bit on your finger and rub it in your arm pits. Next, take a regular spoonful of baking soda into your palm, toss it back and forth between your hands, and put the excess back in the baking soda jar (I wouldn't use that in brownies), and poof it into your arm pits. I'm going to buy a "pouf" tomorrow. Or maybe I'll just do what I've been doing, just patting it with my hands. Either way, I get home from a long day of nasty feet and running around and I smell fresher than a newborn. Tyler is trying it too.
Why? Because antiperspirants have aluminum in them, and I've read that this can be a cause for breast cancer... especially when you slather it in your arm pits, near to all of your lymph nodes. If you think taking this precaution is silly, then by all means, aluminum it up.
We are currently drinking our last bottle of California wine. Man it's good. When I close my eyes I think might be in the hills of california... chilling out at a vineyard, stealing the free cheese and summer sausage.
Tomorrow is my day off... ! I'm singing that in an opera voice. I love work. But I love a day off. Going to yoga, exchanging some jeans at the mall... the opportunities are endless.
Charlotte is the most loved dog in the world. Every morning after she rolls around and breathes really loud and I feed her and poop her, she slams her body against the back door, I let her in, and we snuggle for the next 45 minutes in my bed. She is like a lazy 14 year old daughter after that. I know, because I was one.
Wedding planning is the cat's pajamas.
Also, here is an easy deodorant recipe that works. Ok, don't make a mess and cook stuff in your kitchen. Buy a jar of coconut oil, scoop some out into a smaller container to keep in the bathroom (so you can cook with some of it too) and every morning get just a bit on your finger and rub it in your arm pits. Next, take a regular spoonful of baking soda into your palm, toss it back and forth between your hands, and put the excess back in the baking soda jar (I wouldn't use that in brownies), and poof it into your arm pits. I'm going to buy a "pouf" tomorrow. Or maybe I'll just do what I've been doing, just patting it with my hands. Either way, I get home from a long day of nasty feet and running around and I smell fresher than a newborn. Tyler is trying it too.
Why? Because antiperspirants have aluminum in them, and I've read that this can be a cause for breast cancer... especially when you slather it in your arm pits, near to all of your lymph nodes. If you think taking this precaution is silly, then by all means, aluminum it up.
We are currently drinking our last bottle of California wine. Man it's good. When I close my eyes I think might be in the hills of california... chilling out at a vineyard, stealing the free cheese and summer sausage.
Tomorrow is my day off... ! I'm singing that in an opera voice. I love work. But I love a day off. Going to yoga, exchanging some jeans at the mall... the opportunities are endless.
Charlotte is the most loved dog in the world. Every morning after she rolls around and breathes really loud and I feed her and poop her, she slams her body against the back door, I let her in, and we snuggle for the next 45 minutes in my bed. She is like a lazy 14 year old daughter after that. I know, because I was one.
Wedding planning is the cat's pajamas.
me and my sweet man.
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