Saturday, August 27, 2011

Proud Sister

I am the oldest sister to two pretty awesome brothers.  Sometimes, they drive me absolutely nuts, but for the most time, they are really great friends.  They protect me, look out for me, make me laugh, and treat me with respect.  They are amazing guys, and I am very lucky to call them my brothers-even though sometimes I try to deny our relation. :)  

Today, was a pretty cool day for one of my brothers.  The older of the two started for the first time in a college football game  What a fun thing to watch!  The road to this game has not been easy.  Its been two years of frustration, sweat, blood, tears, and disappointment.  But today, we got to watch him play again.  

A group of nine of us all piled into two cars and made the drive to Menlo for the first game of the season.  We grabbed sandwiches on the way and "tailgated" before the game began.

The coin was tossed and Menlo opted to start the game on defense.  After holding the other team and forcing them to punt, offense took the field.  It was at this moment that I realized how nervous and excited I was for my brother.  He had been told so many times- "you'll start, you'll play"...and yet you just never know until they run out onto the field.  As he ran out there as an offensive starter I let out a squeal!  I saw tears form in my moms eyes, and my dad swelled up with pride.  He did it!  Sweat, tears, frustration, and two years of so much hard work- and finally he was back out there on that field where he belongs.  Just like I feel like Im at home doing anything fashion related-he looks so at home out their on that football field.  I watched with pride as he stayed on his guy all day long-pushing back guys bigger than him, and always playing past the whistle.  I watched as he cheered on his team on and off the field.  I watched as he got frustrated-as any good player does-when things weren't going right.  And I watched him run off the field after his first college start with his head, and his helmet held high.  This day was so much more emotional than I thought it would be, and I can't imagine how he must have felt.  All I know is how I felt-and that was extremely proud.  

So brother,
This post is for you.  To tell you how proud I am of you.  To tell you how happy I am for you-that today finally came.  I thoroughly enjoyed watching you out there.  You are a wonderful player, and a great leader, and I am proud to have you as my brother.  I look forward to watching you start the rest of this season :)  GO MENLO OAKS!!!!!!

My Family

Proud daddy! 

Luke & Uncle Dan

The Gang

She cried when he ran out on the field :)

I hope this does't embarrass you brother lol.  Love you.
 

Sunday, August 14, 2011

My "Sunday Funday"

I now, thanks to my new job, have every Sunday off-and this is a wonderful thing.  I love Sundays.  I love getting up and going to church, and going out to lunch with my family, and spending the rest of the day relaxing!  On this particular Sunday, I decided to do some arts & crafts. LOL.  So I took a trip to Joanne with my mom-and spent over an hour looking for things I could try to make or use to make something I already had into something new...up-cycling!  A concept I am very familiar with from my days at San Francisco State University where the goal was always sustainability and recycling.  So I thought I would share a little bit of what I did today...I hope everyone else is enjoying there Sunday!

I took an old Forever 21 T-shirt that I never wear, and added some flowers to make it something I  WILL wear.

And again-a basic tee from Target, with just a little added touch!

And this purple chain necklace-so cute, and so simple to make!

  I have a few other projects I'm working on...I'll upload when they are finished!
  Happy Sunday everyone!

Friday, August 12, 2011

Fabulous Find Friday!

So...I might be a slight shopping addict.  Okay, more like a MAJOR shopping addict!  But at least I am always shopping for a bargain.  I tend to shop at place like Ross and TJ Maxx, and Marshalls.  With how quickly fashion trends change, and how much I like to stay up on them, I think its smarter to spend less money on my clothes.  Today, I spent the morning shopping with my mom.  She is in the process of losing weight, and has already done such a great job!  As a result, she was looking for some tops that fit her a little better so we headed out to TJ Maxx.  We found her a few really cute tops and of course I looked for myself as well- and I found these boots:


I don't know the brand, and I don't know what store they originally came from.  But when I put them on my feet, I instantly had to have them.  I love how edgy they are.  The buckles, and the scuffed up toes, and the mix of the leather and canvas.  LOVE! And the best part...this fabulous find only set me back $30.  Yep, totally worth it.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

A song intertwined with a memory

It's amazing how a song can take you right back to a specific time, a long lost memory, a special moment.  A song can speak feelings that can't be put into words.  It can summarize your thoughts and express them in a way that you yourself cannot do.  Throughout the course of my life, there have been many songs that have spoken to me, gotten me through rough times, and even expressed how I felt about other people.
I have put many songs on repeat and played them until their words were embedded in my brain.  To this day, those songs can take me right back to those memories.

I remember my first real broken heart.  I was in high school and my boyfriend had just broken up with me, rocking my entire world.  One day after school, my mom picked me up and told me she had heard a song that she wanted me to hear.  Sitting in the car that day I heard for the first time "God Blessed the Broken Road" by Rascal Flatts.  As tears began to roll down my eyes, I knew this song would ultimately be true in my life.  Someday God would lead me straight to the person that he had planned for me to be with.  For the next several months as I worked through my heartache, I had that song on repeat.  To this day, my brother can't stand hearing that song because he says I "overplayed" it.  :)  But for me that song was like therapy, and a constant reminder that I was okay.  Every time I hear that song, I think of that day in the car with my mom, and it reminds me of how far I have come.

Several years ago, my family started a Sly Park camping trip tradition.  Unfortunately this year we were unable to go-but hopefully next year we will be able to find the time!  This camping trip is something I look forward to so much-and every year it revolves around music.  Before we go, we download the new Brad Paisley, and add it to all of his old hits.  We spend the week out on the boat, relaxing around the campfire, and enjoying the time together.  We sing along as my brother plays guitar, and we wakeboard to the amazing talent of Brad Paisley.  I can't even listen to Brad Paisley without thinking of going camping with my family, and every time he releases a new song, we all feel like its time to go camping again!

My best friend Nicole has been in my life since I was in high school.  We have been friends through a lot of ups and downs.  We have stood by each other through some serious trials in life.  When we were still in high school we heard the song "When I look to sky" by Train, and fell in love.  For weeks we listened to it on constant repeat as we choreographed a dance routine to it.  Every singly time I  hear that song not only do I think of our friendship, but it takes me right back to those days where we spent hours together choreographing our dance.  That song is a reminder to me to be thankful for my wonderful friend and to remember that "When I look to the sky, something tells me you're here with me, and you make everything alright."

In the last two years, I have lost a lot of people in my life.  Some I was very close too, and some I only knew through other people.  But all people who had some kind of impact on my life.  As my world seemed to be crumbling around me, and I was losing people left and right, I felt really lost and alone.  It was around this time that my brother played a song for me by a group called Among the Thirsty called "I'd Need a Savior."  The words spoke to me and helped me to cry out to God.  Through this song, I was able to pray and focus, and really deal with all the sadness I felt.  Now every time I hear that song, I not only remember the people in my life that I have lost, but it reminds me that God is always there for me no matter what and that this life is all in his plan.

Last night, I was at home with my family.  My brother is going back to school tomorrow and so we were just hanging out having dinner and relaxing.  We were listening to music and I remembered a song that I had heard at my work the day before that I fell in love with.  It's called "I can't wait" by Runner Runner. It's amazing and when I heard it it gave me chills.  The jist of the song is a guy singing about the girl he is in love with...that he can't wait for her to be his wife.  It's so sweet, and obviously made me think of my boyfriend and the love that we share.  I played it for my family and for him and I could tell my family loved the song too.  My brother busted out the guitar and started learning the chords and singing along.  This song made my parents think of their marriage and the songs sung at their wedding.  So my dad sat down at the computer and pulled up all the songs that were apart of their special day and they began to tell us stories about it.  It was a lot of fun to listen to them tell what happened and who sang what and then to listen to each song that was sung.  It was like going back 28 years to their wedding.  (They just celebrated 28 years of marriage together-I am incredibly blessed by the example of love that they have given me.)

Certain songs  can spark memories, sooth the soul, and speak to the heart.  What a powerful influence music can have on the world, and on your life.  I know music has continually impacted my life, and can instantly take me right back to a memory.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Thankful Thursday

While I myself have only been a "blogger" for 3 days now, over the past few years I have run across a few blogs that I enjoyed reading.  As I scanned through various peoples posts I found that many people posted something called "Thankful Thursdays" and I loved the idea.  It's important in this crazy world to slow down for a minute and really just be thankful for what you have...So here are a few things I'm thankful for this particular Thursday...


...I'm thankful for a God who loves me more than I can begin to comprehend.  Who is always there for me, and whose blessings overwhelm me.

...I'm thankful for my wonderful family.  They say you don't get to pick who your family is...but honestly if I had the choice, I wouldn't pick anyone else.  I am incredibly lucky.

...I'm thankful for the amazing guy that I have in my life.  It's a wonderful thing to be in love with your best friend.

...I'm thankful for the friends in my life who are there for me no questions asked, and even if it's been awhile since I've seen them...it's like no time lost.

...I'm thankful for my job.  Not only that I have one, but that I enjoy it.

...I'm thankful for caffeine.  I'm not sure how I would make it through the day without it.

...I'm thankful for the roof over my head, and the floor beneath my feet.

...I'm thankful for my warm comfy bed that I'm about to snuggle into.

There are so many things in this life to be thankful for.


-Oprah Winfrey

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

That "coming home" feeling

On July 5th of this year I embarked on a new adventure in my life as I left my current job  and accepted a new job at Nordstrom.  I've been there almost a month to the day-and I am in love.  You know that feeling of coming home after a long trip and all you want to do is sleep in your own bed?  That's exactly how this new job feels to me-it feels like going home.  After several years of being treated badly in the work place, and never being recognized for anything I did right-yet always being called out for what I did wrong-It feels amazing to be in a place where this is not the case.  I receive reviews, and always know exactly where I stand.  I can check my progress, and always know what I need to do to improve.  There's open communication, and open doors.  And even better than all of this-there's CLOTHES!
For those of you know me, you know what a clothes-horse I am.  I LOVE shopping.  (This is probably the best as well as the most dangerous aspect of my new job-its important that I walk away with some sort of paycheck which is difficult with the new clothes we get in every single day! lol)  The hardest part of this job?  Commission Sales.  On the one hand commission is wonderful-you can make some good money.  BUT on the other hand commission can bring out the worst in people, and can make for an extremely competitive work environment.  This was probably the scariest part of this new job for me.  I had never experienced commissioned sales before, and I had no idea really how to sell.  But here's where that "coming home" feeling comes in again-I don't feel like I'm selling-I'm shopping with new friends all day every day.  I've picked out outfits for ladies to wear to weddings; I've helped high school girls do their back to school shopping;  I spent two hours with a woman who had a one year old baby girl and hadn't shopped in two years and needed a new wardrobe; and I met a little woman who comes in at least once a week and just wanders around.  I look forward to her visits-and she is just delighted I remember her name.  These things might seem silly, or unimportant to some people.  After all, I'm "just a sales girl" but, I really do love it.  I love that everyday I can use a passion of mine and share it with others in a way that truly can impact their life.  I love setting up a room for someone and them thanking me for all the cute outfits I put together for them.  I love being asked my opinion, because someone trusts my sense of style.  I love that feeling of helping others feel good in their own skin just by putting on a new outfit.  I now look forward to work every single day, and THAT is a new adventure in itself.
Feel free to stop by sometime and visit me at my "home".  

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Why Blog?

I recently completed a 30 day photo challenge on Facebook, and became inspired.  I loved taking a few minutes each day to share something that was actually meaningful to me,  Then a few days ago I was talking to my boyfriend about how much I had enjoyed that challenge and that I missed having that outlet for my thoughts, and he told me I should "start a blog!"  I'm not entirely sure where it will go, or what I will share, but I am looking forward to capturing moments of my life in writing.

Here are a few of my days during the 30 day challenge:

 Day 1-A picture of yourself with ten facts
1: I'm 22 years old
2: I have a few wonderful friends that I don't know what i would do without
3: My family is absolutely amazing
4: i just graduated from San Francisco State University
5: I could literally go shopping everyday
6: I never have anything to wear, even though my closet is full to the max
7: I love Jesus
8: I want a new job more than anything at the moment (prayers please ♥)
9: Someday I am going to marry that boy I am so in love with ♥
10: I eat tomatoes like apples. yumm. lol






Day 09 - A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most
My entire family-they have ALWAYS been there for me, and I know they ALWAYS will be. I am so incredibly blessed to have them. ♥






Day 14 - A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without. Kyle Andrew Haubert♥ my absolute best friend, and the love of my life. He has made such a positive impact in my life, and I am so grateful for him every single day. Love you baby!












Until next time...