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Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Always shop with a buddy
I always thought the first man to help me undress would be my husband.
so. today I spent my lunch hour shopping. I went to the outlet mall where I was hoping to find a few new shirts for work. I don't know what made me decide to go into BCBG, maybe it was the glaring 70% off posters hanging in the windows. One thing led to another and I find myself in the dressing room, wearing a shirt that I can't get off. Seriously. I tried everything. It wouldn't come off. I was very willing to rip the shirt and just pay for it. But I couldn't even make that happen. I was stranded. What to do? Finally the nice man came to check on me and I swallowed my pride and told him of my situation. As there weren't any women that worked in the store, he was kind enough to help. Thank. Goodness.
so. today I spent my lunch hour shopping. I went to the outlet mall where I was hoping to find a few new shirts for work. I don't know what made me decide to go into BCBG, maybe it was the glaring 70% off posters hanging in the windows. One thing led to another and I find myself in the dressing room, wearing a shirt that I can't get off. Seriously. I tried everything. It wouldn't come off. I was very willing to rip the shirt and just pay for it. But I couldn't even make that happen. I was stranded. What to do? Finally the nice man came to check on me and I swallowed my pride and told him of my situation. As there weren't any women that worked in the store, he was kind enough to help. Thank. Goodness.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
2010 - What a fun life.
2010. 3 weeks into the new year and I don't find myself disappointed with the trajectory. I've uploaded some pictures of our adventures. Jason and I took a short trip to Kansas City where we visited his brother's family. We drove from Houston, via Dallas where we were able to spend sometime with Brian and Marina, my down-town loft living brother and sister n law. We had fun staying downtown. When an extra ingredient was needed for the meal, jason and I excitedly put on our shoes to walk to the urban market. We felt so hip (should that be embarrassing?).
Driving to Dallas we stopped at Buc-ee's. It is pretty much the best rest stop/gas station/bathroom break location I have ever been to. If you're ever on that stretch of road, you must stop. And buy fudge. And sandwiches.
You learn new things while on road trips. One new thing I learned about Jason is that he always orders the orange drink at McDonalds...who knew? I was under the impression people generally stopped doing that when they were 11, but I guess I was wrong. Let the kid in us live on.
We listened to podcasts, and an audio book about management - we're nerds. But in our defense, it was really entertaining! While in Kansas City, we spent a day going to some of the historical church sites around the area - independence, liberty jail, etc. Pictured below we're at Liberty Jail. I've been before; it's always such a good reminder of our heritage.
It wasn't even a week of being home when My favorite Miss Mallorie came to visit! I'm so glad she used her vacation to visit me :) I loved showing her all over my little life in Austin and learning new facts about the world of delivering babies (she's soon to be an OB/GYN & was studying for an upcoming exam).
The day after Mallorie took off, I got on a plane myself and flew to Las Vegas where I spent the weekend with some of my most favorite ladies. 9 of us MBA ladies that graduated together gathered from Boston, TX, South Carolina, California, & Utah to spend a weekend together. The weekend consisted of a lot of shopping, a lot of talking, and a lot of delicious food. Can't ask for more than that. Actually, the perfect recipe for a great weekend with the girls.
One of my favorite parts was at church. After sacrament meeting we were standing around chatting with each other when a young guy (23?) came up to us to introduce himself. A few comments worth sharing:
1. "Glad you guys are here. So are you all teachers?"
2. "Oh. You're the career-type. You're intimidating"
3. "Guys on the east coast can handle girls like you"
We just about died. Stereo-type confirmed.
I just got back from a weekend in Houston with Mr. Larsen. He planned a fun day for us including Old Town Spring (pictured below), 3D, Imax Avatar, and Mexican food. Can't ask for more than that. By the way, as a disclaimer, don't mind my hair. I know it's weird right now.
Driving to Dallas we stopped at Buc-ee's. It is pretty much the best rest stop/gas station/bathroom break location I have ever been to. If you're ever on that stretch of road, you must stop. And buy fudge. And sandwiches.
You learn new things while on road trips. One new thing I learned about Jason is that he always orders the orange drink at McDonalds...who knew? I was under the impression people generally stopped doing that when they were 11, but I guess I was wrong. Let the kid in us live on.
We listened to podcasts, and an audio book about management - we're nerds. But in our defense, it was really entertaining! While in Kansas City, we spent a day going to some of the historical church sites around the area - independence, liberty jail, etc. Pictured below we're at Liberty Jail. I've been before; it's always such a good reminder of our heritage.
It wasn't even a week of being home when My favorite Miss Mallorie came to visit! I'm so glad she used her vacation to visit me :) I loved showing her all over my little life in Austin and learning new facts about the world of delivering babies (she's soon to be an OB/GYN & was studying for an upcoming exam).
The day after Mallorie took off, I got on a plane myself and flew to Las Vegas where I spent the weekend with some of my most favorite ladies. 9 of us MBA ladies that graduated together gathered from Boston, TX, South Carolina, California, & Utah to spend a weekend together. The weekend consisted of a lot of shopping, a lot of talking, and a lot of delicious food. Can't ask for more than that. Actually, the perfect recipe for a great weekend with the girls.
One of my favorite parts was at church. After sacrament meeting we were standing around chatting with each other when a young guy (23?) came up to us to introduce himself. A few comments worth sharing:1. "Glad you guys are here. So are you all teachers?"
2. "Oh. You're the career-type. You're intimidating"
3. "Guys on the east coast can handle girls like you"
We just about died. Stereo-type confirmed.
I just got back from a weekend in Houston with Mr. Larsen. He planned a fun day for us including Old Town Spring (pictured below), 3D, Imax Avatar, and Mexican food. Can't ask for more than that. By the way, as a disclaimer, don't mind my hair. I know it's weird right now.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
My Kate
I came home from my two week vacation today. I walked into my room and noticed a book sitting on my nightstand that I haven't opened in several years. It was given to me by a poetry-loving friend. Upon receiving this book, I read many of these famous poems for the first time. There were some I didn't understand much, but there were others that really touched me. One in particular resonated with me as it seemed to describe the type of woman I hope to be someday.
My Kate by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
She was not as pretty as women I know,
And yet all your best made of sunshine and snow
Drop to shade, melt to nought in the long-trodden ways,
While she's still remembered on warm and cold days--
My Kate.
Her air had a meaning, her movements a grace;
You turned from the fairest to gaze on her face;
And when you had once seen her forehead and mouth,
You saw as distinctly her soul and her truth--
My Kate.
Such a blue inner light from her eyelids outbroke,
You looked at her silence and fancied she spoke;
When she did, so peculiar yet soft was the tone,
Though the loudest spoke also, you heard her alone--
My Kate.
I doubt if she said to you much that could act
As a thought or suggestion; she did not attract
In the sense of the brilliant or wise; I infer
'Twas her thinking of others made you think of her--
My Kate.
She never found fault with you, never implied
Your wrong by her right; and yet men at her side
Grew nobler, girls purer, as through the whole town
The children were gladder that pulled at her gown--
My Kate
None knelt at her feet confessed lovers in thrall;
They knelt more to God than they used--that was all;
If you praised her as charming, some asked what you meant,
But the charm of her presence was felt when she went--
My Kate.
The weak and the gentle, the ribald and rude,
She took as she found them, and did them all good;
It always was so with her--see what you have!
She has made the grass greener even here with her grave--
My Kate.
My dear one! -- when thou wast alive with the rest,
I held thee the sweetest and loved thee the best:
And now thou art dead, shall I not take thy part
As thy smiles used to do for thyself, my sweet Heart --
My Kate.
My Kate by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
She was not as pretty as women I know,
And yet all your best made of sunshine and snow
Drop to shade, melt to nought in the long-trodden ways,
While she's still remembered on warm and cold days--
My Kate.
Her air had a meaning, her movements a grace;
You turned from the fairest to gaze on her face;
And when you had once seen her forehead and mouth,
You saw as distinctly her soul and her truth--
My Kate.
Such a blue inner light from her eyelids outbroke,
You looked at her silence and fancied she spoke;
When she did, so peculiar yet soft was the tone,
Though the loudest spoke also, you heard her alone--
My Kate.
I doubt if she said to you much that could act
As a thought or suggestion; she did not attract
In the sense of the brilliant or wise; I infer
'Twas her thinking of others made you think of her--
My Kate.
She never found fault with you, never implied
Your wrong by her right; and yet men at her side
Grew nobler, girls purer, as through the whole town
The children were gladder that pulled at her gown--
My Kate
None knelt at her feet confessed lovers in thrall;
They knelt more to God than they used--that was all;
If you praised her as charming, some asked what you meant,
But the charm of her presence was felt when she went--
My Kate.
The weak and the gentle, the ribald and rude,
She took as she found them, and did them all good;
It always was so with her--see what you have!
She has made the grass greener even here with her grave--
My Kate.
My dear one! -- when thou wast alive with the rest,
I held thee the sweetest and loved thee the best:
And now thou art dead, shall I not take thy part
As thy smiles used to do for thyself, my sweet Heart --
My Kate.
Friday, January 1, 2010
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