Showing posts with label Be{ing}. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Be{ing}. Show all posts

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Unapology

But before I get to that, I do apologize for not updating since the Olympics.

Remember those "Thoughtful Thursdays" posts I did awhile back? Well, even though it's technically Friday, I'm back-dating this so it says "Thursday."

I was talking with some friends this evening. And sometime after eating homemade bread and homemade cheese, but before my really embarrassing "tired laugh," (some of you know the one) we had an interesting discussion about how easy it is to judge others and how awful it feels to be judged.

And while I'm often entirely guilty of this, I'm sad that we sometimes feel like we have to conform to others' views of what we should say, wear, enjoy, love, listen to, read, eat, and so forth. But, I also feel like I'm getting better shedding the guilt. I remember learning early on in elementary school what the word "unique" meant. I still think it's a pretty cool word. But even as a grownup, it's hard to remember that it's a pretty cool thing to be.

You see, I THRIVE on variety, as I think a lot of us do. I find beauty in a lot of different things. I love spending time with creative people who teach me about their way of viewing the world, thus broadening my own view.

As it happens, I unapologetically love a lot of things. I love beautiful prose. Pride and Prejudice is my favorite novel. I also enjoyed Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. I love Romantic poetry. I really enjoy reading Dan Brown novels. I've spent a lot of time reading Harry Potter. I used to sneak read Babysitter's Club books after "Lights Out." I had a deal with my dad that for every Earnest Hemingway novel I read, he'd buy me a Roswell High novel.

I think it's okay that I like Gilmore Girls, Lost, Roswell, and Firefly. I also thoroughly enjoy Disney Channel and Nickelodeon programming--even though I don't have kids to watch it with. I think most of the shows are funny and smart, and I never have to worry about inappropriate content.

I love listening to Nickel Creek. Periodically you might find me at an intersection singing along to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir at the top of my lungs. I've seen *NSYNC, Sara Watkins, Iron & Wine, Counting Crows, Jimmy Eat World, Snow Patrol, Paramore, Panic at the Disco, Dashboard Confessional and others live. This summer alone, I plan on seeing She & Him, Punch Brothers, Jonas Brothers, and Hanson live.

I really love good food. I love cooking with whole, fresh ingredients, and I love new and interesting flavor combinations. Sushi is delicious. I both despise chain restaurants and love Wendy's.

I find George Clooney and Zac Efron very attractive.

I own clothes from both Anthropologie and Walmart.

I dream of being a mother, and I still dream of being a movie star.

I equally enjoy talking and listening, teaching and learning, laughing and crying. Especially during those rare and beautiful moments when all of these happen at once.

After all that, I'm not sure I'm laying down what I hoped you would pick up. I think what I want to say is that it's okay (and totally possible) to be hipster and teeny-bopper (Just don't tell the hipsters. And don't even try telling the teeny-boppers. They're too busy shrilling.) It's okay to be passionate about something, even if no one else is or even if everyone else is.

We should never feel the need to apologize for what we love, who we are, or the things we believe. The best thing about life is that we don't all have to like the same things in order to have good conversations with, or respect for, one another.

A/N: Edit and Republish Count: 3.

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Best Moment of Peace of 2009


That moment during my Best Challenge of 2009 when I knew that everything was going to be okay.

(Technically, this wasn't actually my moment of peace, but what better way to illustrate what I'm saying than cute Josh just happy with his chocolate while his crazy brothers are running amok behind him?)

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Gratitude

Thanksgiving will be over in just under an hour, and I'm about ready to go to bed.

I've wanted to do a Thoughtful Thursday post for quite some time, but usually by the time Wednesday is over, I'm too tired to think of anything. But today, I didn't have a lot going on. I slept in, cooked some food, made a pie, and spent time with family. Tomorrow will be more of the same, sans the food prep.

I find that I have plenty of reasons to be grateful, most of which might be considered "little things." For example, I'm grateful I caught the last few minutes of An Affair to Remember just now. I'm grateful my cranberry sauce turned out. I'm grateful for my gold shoes and some new rings I bought.

Then there are bigger things: I have job I absolutely love. In fact, most days I can't believe I'm finally getting paid to read and design books. I love my house. It's fresh and clean and warm. I'm grateful that I got to live for a whole year in the Avenues. I'm also in love with my car. Sometimes it's strange to think that I even have a car.

I have a family I adore. Seriously. They make me laugh until I can't breathe, and most importantly, they make me feel safe. I have great friends. They add the best spice to life. Honestly, to know me is to know that 95 percent of my anecdotes start with something like this:
  • "One time, my cousin and I . . ."
  • "Little Brother said the funniest thing . . ."
  • "I was talking with my sister the other day, and . . ."
  • "Can I just tell you why my parents are the coolest?" (This question is rhetorical.)
  • "Last time at book club . . . "
  • "My nephews and nieces are cuter than yours because . . ." (I usually only imply that last one. People would get offended if I just came out and said such a thing. It doesn't it make it less true, though.)
Most of all, I'm grateful to know what life's all about. I'm glad to know that even though right at this moment I may not enjoy everything I hope for, sooner or later I will. And trust me, I have quite enough to be getting on with.

And yes, I know I ended that sentence with a preposition. It's okay: I'm off the clock.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

For auld lang syne...

Well, 2008 has past, and I've taken to perusing the blogs of friends and family for an account of all the excitement of the year. At Christmastime, my dad asked my brother and me what the high point of the year was. For me it was a close race among my birthday fortnight, graduation, getting a job, buying a car, and finding my enchanting new Avenues home. (I know some of you are wondering where American Idol auditions rank. I'll let you ponder that quandary.) It truly is miraculous that everything ended up the way it did, and trust me, I give credit where credit is due.

During the month of December, I spent a lot of time pondering my 2009 New Year's Resolutions. I generally am of the mind that if I make a ton of resolutions, one of them ought to take, right? I've looked at my friends' blogs about this too, and I'm impressed by their resolve, and I hope that some of them don't mind if I borrow some of that resolve.

Mind
  • My friend Ben is going to write for a half hour every day. I think I will join him.
  • Write a novel
  • Write a screenplay
  • Read 36 books I've never read (3 a month)
  • Enroll in an independent study British History course
  • Learn Adobe Flash and make a short cartoon
Body
  • Continue on the weight-loss journey
  • Go to the doctor
  • Swim in the Deer Creek Open Water Swim
  • Establish a regular sleep schedule
Spirit
  • My friend Jenna is going to read an Article from the Ensign magazine each week. I think I will join her.
  • Study Conference talks
  • Enroll in Institute
  • Increase my temple attendance
  • Go visiting teaching in the first half of the month
So there you have it folks. I really think 2009 is going to be a banner year. In January I'm always excited to see what the year will hold, and by December am always awed and grateful at all of the blessings. So here's to you and here's to the new year.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Christmas Time

There are lots of things I love about Christmas:
  • My mother's beautifully decorated home.
  • 125 baubles on a Christmas tree.
  • Days off of work.
  • Delicious food.
  • Listening to my dad read "'Twas the Night Before Christmas" complete with delightfully awkward Freudian slips.
  • Reading the story about the Christmas bells.
  • Reading Luke 2.
  • Singing Christmas carols around the piano, even if I don't play as well as my sisters.
  • Giving gifts.
  • Wrapping presents and tying bows.
  • Talking to nieces and nephews about what Santa brought them.
  • Contemplating the numerous and varied blessings I have, the greatest of which is the birth, life, atonement, and resurrection of the Savior.
Yep, there's lots I love about Christmas. It really is the most wonderful time of the year. Also? Santa brought me these this year.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

The perfect day:

Things it wasn't:
  • Snowy
  • Too busy
Things it was:
  • Perfect
  • Full of friends, family, fun, flowers and food.

More later.