Sweet nostalgia

Okay, school just restarted for me and with that and work I have been so swamped this week. Im so sorry for the lack of posts, but I am working out a system...regular blogging will pick up again very shortly. Please, please, please keep checking back..I dont want to lose any of you wonderful readers and your fab comments!

As I've said before, I'm a big reader. I loved reading when I was young too. I was recently going through some boxes and found a box of books from my childhood book shelf. I have to admit, I got a little misty ya'll...

Looking at those books brought back some of my first memories..of being read to by my parents, reading to my younger siblings while laying in our bunk beds, of books that I read over and over. I've already posted about Eloise, so here are some others.

I'm sure some of you have connections to a few of these books as well. If not, I would love to hear about your favorite childhood books!

The Giving Tree- Shel Silverstein

"Once there was a tree
and she loved a little boy.

And the boy loved the tree
very much.
And the tree was happy."

This book teaches a lesson about selfishness and also about unconditional love. It is sad, but it is honest and true. It is sad in the same way that life is sad yet there is still joy in this story

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Make Way For Ducklings by Robert McCloskey

I loved reading about Mr. & Mrs. Mallard and their children and I really loved the drawings.

Love You Forever by Robert Munsch

“I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always
As long as I’m living my baby you’ll be.”

My mom used to read this to us and I loved this book.

When I got older I realized it got a little weird and creepy when the drives over to her adult son's house to sneak into his room (through the window, note the latter on the car!) to hold him and sing to him like she did when he was a baby. But..because of the overall sweet message of this book, and the memories, I'm willing to over look that creepy-overbearing thing.

The BFG by Roald Dahl

"The matter with human beans
is that they is absolutely refusing to believe in anything
unless they is actually seeing it right in front of their own schnozzles."

I was a big Roald Dahl fan and read all of his kids books. This one was one of my favorites. I so badly wanted to believe that there was a BFG who would blow good dreams into my ear at night and take away all the bad ones. Actually, I still want to believe that.

“No book is really worth reading at the age of ten which is not equally worth reading at the age of fifty.”
-CS Lewis

Longing for fall.

I love autumn. It is my favorite season. I love the crisp smell in the air, leaves crackling beneath my feet, the mountains changing color. I love fall clothes...scarves, jackets, boots, layering. I love Halloween and Thanksgiving, love knowing Christmas is right around the corner.

It has been hot and humid lately and my car AC recently broke. So, as I drive around sweating, I keep reminding myself that autumn will be here soon.

Come soon!

Music That Moves You

Well, actually, music that moves me...but i hope it will move you too!

My taste in music is all over the place, but here are some artists and songs that I have been loving lately. Let me know what you think!

Enjoy!

Ingrid Michaelson. The Way I am.
the begining of this video reminds me of a bad dream...but it gets better. and the song is just so good!





She & Him. Why do you let me stay here?
i love zooey deschanel. i also love this song! i also love that white dress she's wearing on the beginning of the video. ok, i couldnt help myself. i found some cute dresses inspired by the one in this video. see the bottom of the page.





Tegan and Sara. Where does the good go?
there isnt a music video for this, so the video is just the lyrics. lame. i know.




Ray LaMontagne. You are the best thing.
I desperately want a boy to sing this to me. Isnt that sad? Also, I think this would be a great first dance song at a wedding. If any of you are getting married, feel free to steal my idea. I'm thinking its going to be a while for me!






Pair any of these dresses with a bow and some flats to grab Zooey's look.

Lulus. $58.

Revolve Clothing. $206




Luv Charlie. $190.

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Christmas In July..?

Above is what I should have worn for the 4th of July festivities. Its red, white and blue. It has the chic nautical feel. Cute, right? (BTW, I threw that together on my new favorite site!) Now, I dont have Chanel earings...or a $2,000 Balenciaga bag.. but..you know, something like that.

Unfortunately, the picture below is closer to what I actually wore:

I'm sure people who saw me had questions. Why are you wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt in July? Why are you carrying a brown bag that doesn't match? Aren't you hot? Why do you look so pissed off? Good Questions. I will answer them.

#1.
I used to like July 4th a lot. Actually, I got engaged on the 4th of July. Then we ended up calling off the wedding shortly before it happened. It was awful. Obviously. That is one of the reasons everything has changed recently and I know I'm not in Kansas anymore.

Anyway, so now this holiday has some very tough memories. I haven't seen him in a long time, but there is only 1 big fireworks display in our town. I always go, and so does he. We always went together. This year, I knew he would be there with "her". Yes, she was the other woman, and yes, she is now his girlfriend. I was absolutely dreading running into them. I know it's going to happen eventually, and I thought today might be it. I mean I was DREADING..I was terrified of it. It's crazy to me how one person can evoke such paralyzing fear, even after the time that has passed.

So, I laid around the house all day thinking about how I was going to wear something super cute, do my hair, put on make up and generally look cute and act happy just in case I did see them. The problem was that I couldn't get the motivation to make any of this happen. About an hour before we had to leave I had a crying fit, threw some stuff around and was so emotionally exhausted that I no longer cared what I wore. And I suddenly felt the need to feel safe and protected, so I put on sweats..comfort clothes. It was supposed to be part comfort, part F-you-I-dont-care-if-I-see-you. So that's how winter clothes happened in July. And something you should know about me, I hate, hate, hate being improperly dressed for something. I was definitely improperly dressed among the summery, festive clothes. I was just too out of my mind at the time to care.

#2.
See answer to question 1....screaming. crying. throwing. exhaustion.

#3.
I am very hot. .

#4.
I look pissed off because I was hot, I looked like an idiot and I scared my dad with my mega tantrum. Then I didn't even see him. Freaked out for nothing and let the thought of someone else control and ruin my day.


These things are happening less and less (thank God I didn't have a blog around Christmas, who knows what I would have written) but they are still so hard. You know how people say that it takes 1/2 as long as you were with someone to fully get over them...I really hope that isn't true, because I would still have a long time to go.

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Follow the yellow brick road..

When I was little, maybe around 5, I was obsessed with the Wizard of Oz. I remember having a Toto piggy bank, a Dorothy basket (with Toto inside), a Glinda the Good Witch doll and I'm sure I had other things. My parents tell me that for a while, I wouldnt even let anyone call me my own name. I would just say "Call me Dorothy!" and refuse to answer until they did. I wanted to be Dorothy.

A recent chain of events has left me feeling like I am Dorothy, and it's not awesome like I thought it would be. Dorothy was taken away from everything she was familiar with and thrown into this weird place. Thats where I am now..not in Kansas anymore. At the risk of sounding really cheezy, I am following the yellow brick road right now, seeing where it can take me..and hoping it is somewhere good.

I went through the breaking-off of an engagement a few months ago, lost a job and started a new degree course. All of my closest, dearest friends have recently moved away and I am still here. Basically, everything is changing..I am just doing my best to keep up with it and move forward.

I could go into some more metaphorical BS about how the lion, the tinman and the scarecrow are all parts of me, looking for fulfillment on this journey...but I dont think this is going to be that kind of blog.