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We all know how challenging it is to find a good pair of boots, let alone an affordable pair! The ankle boot is one trend that isn't going away any time soon, so I thought I'd offer a roundup of a few options that won't hurt the old pocketbook. A good neutral boot in either leather or suede is just the thing for the crisp autumn weather!<br />
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You know those days when you wake up and make the incredibly wise decision to email your boss and let him know you are *cough* sick and can't make it into work today? Those days when you kiss you husband goodbye from bed and lay in your gloriously sunlit apartment enjoying the cool morning breeze as it blows the gauzy white curtains from the windows? On those days you might even steal another 20 minutes of sleep because being all alone in your bed, which happens to be the most comfortable one you've ever slept in, feels so deliciously serene you can't imagine leaving it just yet.</div>
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Those days when the most important decision to make is deciding which articles of clothing are the most comfortable for lounging and strolling, but don't look too much like pajamas. When a leisurely walk with your favorite pup to your favorite cafe for a coffee and pastry are the highest on your list of priorities. When the park is calling to you with a soft blanket and a nice shady spot under a massive Redwood tree. Where a tan bearded man in an unbuttoned shirt and worn leather sandals sits on the other side of that tree and serenades the entire park with the peaceful strum of his guitar. When the book you're re-reading seems to speak to every single part of you in a way that it didn't the first time you read it, making you sometimes stop and wonder if it isn't, in fact, your own words on the pages.</div>
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On your walk back to your apartment you might happen upon a woman sitting on her front porch playing a long slow melody on her violin. You might pass every single color of rose you can imagine, and pause to inhale the sweet perfume of each one. You might greet everyone you walk by with a "hello" and a smile, because they're your neighbors, after all. </div>
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You know those days? I seem to be having one of them.</div>
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adelineflutterbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00532187438810607533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917316235037428390.post-7801210446797092442014-05-07T00:22:00.000-04:002014-05-07T00:22:03.911-04:00{ etsy loving // theYarnKitchen }I have to say, I'm actually doing a pretty good job of not killing every single plant in my apartment. Granted most of them are succulents, which are apparently super difficult to kill, but I'm still surprised to see them alive and flourishing! If anyone is capable of killing a near impossible to kill plant its this girl.<div>
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So if you like a little green in your home, I wholeheartedly recommend going the succulent route. They barely need any water, and most of mine seem to do just fine with the little sunlight they get when I actually remember to open the blinds for them before leaving for work in the morning. They're basically like the cats of houseplants.</div>
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If you like to pot your plants in style, seriously consider these adorable felt planters from <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/theYarnKitchen?ref=shopsection_shophome_leftnav" target="_blank">theYarnKitchen</a>!</div>
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This article almost had me. I thought I was going to completely identify with it, but then there was one line that made me rethink the author's authority on giving such advice: "My escape valve is hockey. I play hockey four to five times a week. I also ride a stationary bike and do some yoga four times a week. And I'm not sure all this is enough!" All that hockey, yoga, and stationary bike riding would sure make for a busy week in my book. Furthermore, doesn't it seem that by attempting to follow 10 steps to combat your busyness, you're going to, in turn, become even more busy? </div>
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Well, I'd like to give you an example of my day, just so you can fully trust that I am the ultimate authority on the anti-busy movement. Today I made coffee, walked Penelope around the block in the light rain, watched three episodes of Felicity on Hulu, ate a bowl of Grandma Goodie's granola with sliced bananas, talked to my mother-in-law on the phone, browsed around the internet for a while, took a bath, cleaned my apartment, did a few sit-ups, stretched, thought some thoughts, watered my plants. Which leads me to the conclusion that lazy is the new busy. I mean, it is only 2pm, however, all of the above was accomplished in the laziest, strolliest, most relaxed fashion a person can perform, trust me. And later on I fully intend to take a nap, watch five more episodes of Felicity, make a crust-less quiche, pick up my husband from the airport, drink a beer, and snuggle my puppy. How do I find the time?</div>
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2. My dream job at fourteen was to work in a lost and found. I thought they just existed out there in the real world, just like libraries or any other kind of business. I was obviously an over achiever.<br />
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3. I think "litterbug" is just about the cutest word in the English language. It really bums me out that it means what it means.<br />
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4. I dig lattes. Remember when Kramer was crazy about lattes? Except he put the emphasis on the latter half of the word - "lah-TAY." Annoying.<br />
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5. I hate when people put emphasis on parts of words not commonly emphasized. I had a friend growing up that would say "MayoNNAISE" instead of just plain old "Mayonnaise." Drove me nuts. We no longer speak.<br />
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6. I don't like marshmallows unless they're melted.<br />
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7. My dog's feet smell like cheesy popcorn.<br />
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8. I lived 29 years in the same general area. In fact, before moving to the bay I was living in Troy, Michigan - the same city I was born in.<br />
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9. I feel pretty anxious most of the time. I have a hard time relaxing, but I'm also incredibly lazy. Riddle me that.<br />
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10. One of the first Russian phrases I learned from my mother-in-law was "get out of my sight." It sure does come in handy.<br />
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11. There is only one piece of furniture in my apartment that I bought new: this bed from Ikea.<br />
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12. I'm a Capricorn. Earth sign, in case you were wondering.<br />
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13. I find Joseph Gordon-Levitt to be a giant turn off.<br />
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14. My mom listened to so much Melanie Safka when I was little, and kinda looks like her too, that I sometimes forget they aren't actually the same person.<br />
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15. I don't like the idea of traveling to the same place twice. Unless you've literally been everywhere. Then by all means.<br />
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16. I just recently learned that you're only supposed to follow a period with one space, not two. This blew my mind.<br />
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17. I sometimes get a mini panic attack when I think about getting old. I'm 30 now, and I feel like I got here in a blink of an eye. In 30 years I'll be 60. Gahhhhhhh.<br />
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18. I guess I have very long tooth roots. My endodontist says your roots should be relative to your height but that mine are Michael Jordan sized roots.<br />
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20. I didn't know two words used in a work meeting yesterday. I would look them up now but I forgot what they were.<br />
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24. Discovering In-n-Out Burger at age 29 was a life changing experience for me. And then I cut out 80% of my meat intake, which was just really bad timing.<br />
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25. I think I'd have a pretty lucrative career of being an idea person. If someone with loads of cash could pay me to give them ideas then I could be the one with loads of cash.<br />
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28. I have zero tattoos. And I find it weird that having no tattoos is probably less common than having them.<br />
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I've heard great things about the lobster roll from the Sam's Chowder Mobile food truck. While it was quite tasty, it was definitely not the best I eva had. My heart still pines for another taste of <a href="http://swoondivers.com/explore-haleiwa-things-to-do-in-the-north-shore/" target="_blank">Aloha Lobster</a> on the North Shore of Oahu. Even <a href="http://www.woodhousefish.com/" target="_blank">Woodhouse Fish Co. </a>triumphs over Sam's. But hey, it's a lobster roll, right? Even a bad lobster roll is better than good sex...or something.</div>
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I promise you we did more than just eat, but to be honest, not much more. It just so happens to be one of my favorite parts of life, what can I say? But other than food, there are mobile fashion trucks, antiques galore, homemade candles, vintage clothing, art, and so much more to be discovered. And, since it was their last market before Christmas, they trucked in five tons of snow for the kids to play in. It was a sad sight, to be sure. We felt such pity, us former Michiganders who have dealt with dreaded snow our entire lives, to see kids gleefully throwing handfuls of dirty clumps of icy mess at one another. You try scraping ice an inch thick from your windshield while biting cold winds whip your cheeks and every other exposed inch of skin, and then come tell me winter is fun.</div>
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The other morning, on my walk to work, I realized my subconscious was speaking something over and over again, like a broken record playing in my head. I stopped mid-step to listen to it, and was pretty disturbed by what I heard. What I found myself saying was <i>i hate everyone, I hate everyone, I hate everyone</i> with each step. Tears immediately came to my eyes and my throat tightened with emotion. I felt something cold and hard in the pit of my stomach. <i>I am unhappy, </i>I admitted to myself.<br />
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How can I be so unhappy? It's really hard to pinpoint why.<br />
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I look around right now and all I see is this pretty apartment I'm writing to you from, this puppy who is sound asleep next to me on the sofa, softly snoring in the sliver of sunlight she found and crawled into, this amazing husband who is in the bedroom, reading his New York Times in bed. These are the things I have coveted my entire life. This is a life to be grateful for. This is what I've wanted since I was old enough to dream about my future. How, then, can I feel so profoundly sad and lonely? Why does it feel like a piece of me is missing?<br />
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A thought escaped my lips the other day, which seems to have dug its way into the crux of my being and set up camp there. I was talking to Mark about how I just don't seem to like people these days. I don't care to make new friends, I don't want to see old friends. So I said, "I think when you're tired of the people around you, it's time to make new people." After I said it I felt the words resonate through me. It's like things started clicking, places in my body starting syncing. It felt like an epiphany. He kinda just shrugged. He's just finishing up his first semester of grad school, only one of us is working at the moment, my health insurance hasn't kicked in yet, and we are living in the most expensive part of the country. Now would be the absolute worst time to think about babies. But babies, of course, are all I think about right now.<br />
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Maybe I'm getting so far past my yearning desire to be a mother, I'm starting to become depressed about it. Has anyone ever felt this way? Is that when you know it's time? When you're through with everyone around you? When all you want is a house full of babies to love and care for? A family of your own to fill your days with?<br />
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It's ridiculous to think that a baby is a solution for feeling depressed, but really...is it that crazy? I mean, these are instinctual, hormonal, biological elements we're dealing with here. Reproduction is as second nature to most women as breathing. And when you go against and deprive your nature, doesn't it make sense that you'd feel an immense sense of conflict?<br />
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Sorry to get all woe-is-me here. I know there are people out there with actual problems, and my heart goes out to them, but these are just feelings I'm feeling right now. And we can't help but feel what we feel, right?<br />
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So, onward and upward! Today I am feeling good. I ate a ridiculously sugary sweet morning bun from the bakery down the street for breakfast, my apartment is filling up with the smells of my brand new Penelope candle as we speak, I still have over 400 pages of Gone with the Wind left, and there's a cute new sweater hanging in my closet, just begging to be thrown on over a pair of comfy leggings. These are things that make me happy, and I have to admit, this life is a good one.<br />
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For now, at least. Maybe one day I'll look back on this post, sleep deprived and covered in baby puke, and laugh at my own stupid naivety.<br />
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Mark and I just had the best weekend ever. We spent Friday night at <a href="http://www.lanesplitterpizza.com/" target="_blank">Lanesplitter Pizza</a> and the <a href="http://www.missouri-lounge.com/" target="_blank">Missouri Lounge</a>, eating pizza and drinking beer with Mark's grad school friends. We listened to a lot of Blackstreet and Ginuwine. I'm not entirely sure why both are so popular in the Bay Area, but I'm not complaining.</div>
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Saturday we took Penelope to the most amazing dog park ever! Point Isabel is 23 acres of amazingness. There is water for swimmers (although we don't let Penelope swim anymore), lots of open space for ball playing, hills to run up and down, dog level drinking fountains, a cafe, and a do-it-yourself dog wash! We spent hours walking the trails, playing with other people's dogs, and trying to keep Penelope out of the water. After that we grocery shopped, which is always so nice to do with a car, made chicken salad, and watched <i>Starbuck</i>. If you haven't seen this movie, just watch it. It's so funny and cute, you'll just love it.</div>
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Sunday Mark had to shoot some footage at a meat processing facility in Hayes Valley, so I went with him and explored the neighborhood while he worked. I walked around the sleepy commercial stretch and window shopped, then headed over to Patricia's Green Park for some <a href="http://www.ritualroasters.com/" target="_blank">Ritual Coffee.</a> I sat in the park, sipped on my latte, and read a book. When he was finished, he picked me up and we drove up the coast to Sutro Baths. We explored the ruins, then headed up to <a href="http://www.cliffhouse.com/home/index.html" target="_blank">Cliff House</a> for lunch.</div>
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<a href="http://www.papergirl-sf.com/" target="_blank">Papergirl San Francisco</a> is a community art project who enlists artists to submit their art and distributes it by bike, paperboy style, to lucky unsuspecting people in the streets of San Francisco. And that Saturday, we just so happened to be both lucky and unsuspecting.</div>
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So guys, get out there on those streets, eat some ice cream, and keep your heads up. You never know when some art will come soaring through the air.</div>
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Nowadays, I'm pretty sure I'd find that bird incredibly annoying. I don't need that guy reminding me I should have gotten out of the bathtub 20 minutes ago, or that I'm running late for work and am probably about to miss my bus. Okay, I do <b>need </b>that, but I don't<b> want</b> it, know what I'm sayin'? Which is why these cuckoo-style clocks by Maiko Kuzunishi of<a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/decoylab?ref=l2-shopheader-name" target="_blank"> DecoyLab </a>are perfect! You get all the cuteness of a cuckoo clock, with none of the irritating squawking or chiming of the damn bird. If you're late, you can check the clock with your own procrastinating eyes.</div>
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DecoyLab raffles off a different clock every month, so be sure to check out their <a href="http://www.decoylab.com/category/giveaway/" target="_blank">giveaway page</a> and enter to win! October's giveaway is for the clock shown in the third image above. This post is not sponsored in any way, so you better believe I entered. That clock will be mine. Muah ha ha ha.</div>
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Until next time, cuckoo ka-choo.</div>
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But you know who's not obsessed? My husband. And you know who respectfully doesn't care? This girl. You see, I learned early on that while the dude is adorable, really super funny, ridiculously smart, has the cutest dance moves, and makes some killer guacamole, I can't quite trust him when it comes to picking out things for our home. Maybe I'm a bit of a control freak in this regard, but I just can't ever seem to compromise. He once fought me (<b>fought me!</b>) on displaying this really stupid 90s car phone on a shelf in our bedroom! It was not pretty. I remember calling my mom and literally crying over it. Like actual real tears of frustration. I was so conflicted because while I do think compromising is super important in any relationship, that dumb phone was just too awful to let sit there any longer. And to be completely honest, I somehow let it become this symbol of how I felt like I was losing myself during that time in my life. And that, my friends, is a whole other sad story. Maybe I'll get to that someday...<br />
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Anyway, I had a really good Craigslist score where I came away with four vintage reproductions of Marcel Breuer's Cesca cane chairs (similar to the ones in the second image above) for $40! It was a huge debacle, touch and go for a while, but I finally got the guy to deliver them to our apartment. They were finally mine. When he returned my call four days after the day he had promised to deliver them in the first place I hung up and exclaimed, "Dreams <b>do</b> come true!" I'm serious about this stuff, guys.adelineflutterbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00532187438810607533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917316235037428390.post-31202627853790849402013-10-01T09:00:00.000-04:002013-10-01T09:00:09.114-04:00{ being an introvert }I feel like introverts have been getting some serious love these days, and it makes me really happy. I just read <a href="http://www.buzzfeed.com/erinlarosa/problems-only-introverts-will-understand" target="_blank">Buzzfeed's 27 Problems Only Introverts Will Understand</a>, and am proud to say I relate to every single one.<br />
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Being an introvert is really difficult out there in the real world. As you know, I was recently on the job hunt and had four in-person interviews, and a handful of phone interviews. And each time I felt like I wasn't being true to myself. I felt like I was forcing myself to act as if I'm an extrovert. I'm confident in my abilities, but I have a hard time communicating that to someone I'm just meeting. The idea of having to "sell myself" in an interview is very uncomfortable to me. I felt like I was misrepresenting myself, which goes against everything a true introvert stands for. We have a strong need for everything to be genuine. To always be acting as true to ourselves as we can be. Sometimes, that feels like a recipe for failure to me.<br />
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I feel like I've always struggled with this inner conflict. Maybe you feel the same. You're expected to have a big circle of friends, to ace that public speaking course, to act confident in things when you aren't the least bit so, to network at company events, and to socialize with other people other than your dog on weekends. And when you don't, you feel like there's something wrong with you.<br />
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When my husband and I first started dating, I started to feel this conflict to a larger degree than I ever had before. I realize now, it's because Mark is a classic extrovert. He loves meeting new people, having in depth conversations with whoever he's with, going to parties and making lots of friends. On Sundays he would start going over his plans for the upcoming week, and I would sit there in agony. So many friends to meet up with, so many social obligations, so many work functions. Ugh. Why can't we just take a walk, make some pizza, read books on the front porch, and drink tea? Why do we have to involve other people in our lives? What's wrong with me that I feel such anxiety when I hear the word "fun"? I must be depressed...<br />
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Before all this media hype, I was definitely confusing introversion with depression. It sort of feels the same sometimes. I prefer to go days without any social engagements, and sometimes I find myself forcing a smile in public. I spend a lot of time in my head, and there are times when those thoughts aren't so pretty, which in turn makes me very moody, gloomy, and critical of myself. As an introvert, my work self, social self, family self, and friend self are not truly me. Some are closer to the true me than others, but I am never my true self unless I'm alone. And sometimes that is a scary thought. And, contrary to how it may seem, I do often feel lonely when I'm by myself. And the feeling of loneliness rarely goes away, even when I'm with a large group of people. What we introverts ultimately need is deep connection, and when we're not connecting, we're losing power. We're like mermaids who've been out of the ocean too long. It gets harder to breathe the longer we're away from home.<br />
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I'm being a bit dramatic here. I love my friends and family. I do really enjoy spending time with them. I sometimes even enjoy myself at parties. But when I don't, does that mean there's something wrong with me? Am I not normal? The answer is obviously no. No, I am not <b>not</b> normal. And to be completely honest, I've come to like being an introvert. I like the idea that my power comes from within. I can go out into that real world and share my power with others, but eventually I have to return to my safe place and recharge myself in peace. I like that I only appreciate things when they're genuine. If you prove that you care about me, I'll open up to you. If you don't, then you don't deserve to know what's going on in my head. That means the people I open up to are special and should consider themselves lucky. And I like my need for self discovery, self exploration, and self realization. I feel like I've learned more about myself these past two years than I have in my whole almost 30 years of living. It's a great feeling when you finally find these answers that help reveal the person you've been fighting to understand your whole life.<br />
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<i>If you'd like to know your personality type, <a href="http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/jtypes2.asp" target="_blank">this is the test</a> I used to determine mine. It's based on the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator, which is basically a questionnaire that helps determine how a person perceives the world and makes decisions. Leave a comment and let me know what you discover!</i><br />
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<br />adelineflutterbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00532187438810607533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917316235037428390.post-85898606847035558212013-09-30T11:52:00.000-04:002013-09-30T11:52:59.006-04:00{ it's a matter of taste }Sometimes differences in opinion, taste, and perception are so weird to me. Have you ever gotten a book recommendation from a friend, read the book, and thought "What the heck was that even about? How is that your favorite book?" I know I sure have. Have you ever made dinner for someone only to find out later that they don't like goat cheese? Or don't eat salmon? Or are not a "sweets person"? I tend to look at people like that as if they're a different species.<br />
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I don't really know where I was going with this one. I guess I wanted to just put it out there. I think a good rule of thumb is to only have a maximum of five foods you refuse to eat. I've determined my five here:<br />
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Everything else, you just have to either like or suffer through. The bright side is there's this <a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Eat-Foods-You-Don't-Like" target="_blank">wikiHow article </a>that guides you through eating foods you don't like in just nine steps. It's a nine step program, folks. The first step is admitting you have a problem. Juuust kidding, it's Determining the Seriousness of your Situation. This is going to come in real handy the next time I'm presented with the dreaded chicken jello the Russians are always trying to make me eat! It's probably just some sort of social experiment that I'm failing miserably at.<br />
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On the book front, I think a lot of people confuse actually liking a book with just the simple fact that they've read the book. When you ask someone for a recommendation and the only book they've read in the last year was "The Five People You Meet in Heaven" by Mitch Albom, that's probably going to be the book they recommend to you. And if that's the case, I would delete them from your Facebook immediately. I know that's harsh, guys, but this is a harsh world. You don't want that Mitch Albom reading, non goat cheese eating, friend who always passes on yummy cupcakes. They just aren't going to enrich your life. #coldhardtroofs<br />
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So, tell me the five foods you refuse to eat. And tell me the worst book that's ever been recommended to you. I'm super curious!<br />
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<br />adelineflutterbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00532187438810607533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917316235037428390.post-81488260759151022022013-09-13T08:00:00.000-04:002013-09-13T12:45:03.285-04:00{ unconventional love stories }A few posts ago I waxed poetic about <i>Gnomeo & Juliet, </i>which really got me thinking about my all-time favorite love stories. What I love is a love that, at first glance, doesn't seem like it should be a love. A love where you might be all, <i>him? ... and her? .... okaaaay... </i>But then you kinda fall in love with them yourself. You just can't help it.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Margot and Richie Tenenbaum</span><br />
Adopted brother and sister. I know, ew, right? But really, its one of the most touching love stories I've ever seen. "I think we'll just have to be secretly in love with each other and leave it at that." In the little tent. While "Ruby Tuesday" plays in the background. Swoon.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jane Eyre and Mr. Rochester</span><br />
The wealthy bachelor falling for the poor homely governess. Ladies, if Charlotte Bronte can teach us anything at all, it is this: find a rich guy who has a crazy wife that he keeps stashed away in the attic of his mansion and make him fall in love with you by being homely and plain. Got it? Now go get a fake nose and a little bonnet, and don't forget to pretend you have tons of morals!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Kitty Shcherbatskaya and Kostya Levin</span><br />
Levin was horribly miscast in the recent film starring the girl-who-never-closes-her-mouth, aka Keira Knightley. Who would ever think Bill Weasley could pull of the socially awkward, gruff farm owner who is years older than Kitty? When I read, and reread, the book, I always pictured Jean Reno from <i>The Professional</i> as my Levin. Still, Kitty and Levin are the sweetest, purest love in that whole story.<br />
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I'm sure I could overlook some freaky scissors for hands if I never had to step foot in another hair salon again in my life. Hell, if Johnny Depp had light sabers for hands I'd still date him. Too bad Winona Ryder is too much of a crazypants to hang onto that guy.<br />
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Even though we all know Jo doesn't love Laurie the way he loves her, she does love him in her own way. This is the unrequited kind of love, and I have a special place in my heart for those just the same. He ends up marrying her sister anyway, so who cares? Ooops. I forgot to say spoiler alert.<br />
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Check ya later.adelineflutterbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00532187438810607533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917316235037428390.post-7540509758915682202013-08-31T06:00:00.000-04:002013-08-31T06:00:07.342-04:00{ style awhile // 03 }<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Although I'm nervous I'm going to jinx it just by writing this, I have to tell you that I have an interview for a job I think I might really really want on Tuesday. The phone interview went well, so I just hope I can wow them in person with my extensive knowledge of Excel. So, fingers crossed, wish me luck, send your good vibes, say a prayer to the universe, or to whatever you believe in, please! </div>
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Well, this hits close to home, since Barrie was an inch taller than me. I've been asked what grade I'm in (as in high school!), if I'm allowed to be drinking, and once, my ex-boyfriend was approached by a police officer inside 7-11 who asked him how old I was just because he wanted to "double check". Ha!<br />
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Well, you can, if you want. I'll just be over here watching <i>Gnomeo & Juliet</i> on Youtube and eating potato chips for brunch.adelineflutterbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00532187438810607533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917316235037428390.post-41836948029379569692013-08-28T06:00:00.000-04:002013-08-28T06:00:12.621-04:00{ a job front update & random thoughts }<div class="visually_embed" data-category="Travel" rel="infographic">
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Really, I would just love to have a job already. I want to contribute to society and all that good stuff. It's pretty soul crushing to go on interviews, and have phone interviews, and get no love from the employment gods. I know it's coming, because: A) I feel pretty employable, and B) at the rate I'm applying, odds are something is bound to stick. But as of right now, I'm fading fast. I'm losing hope. I'm about five seconds away from hopping on the Bart, buying an extra large pizza, and selling slices to tourists at Pier 39. Actually...hey...</div>
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I get this really strange feeling that I call my "crawl under a rock feeling". Basically, and very obviously, when I feel this way I just want to crawl under a rock. Or, what would be really ideal, to suspend life for an hour or two. I guess sleeping kind of accomplishes this, but for some reason it's just not the same. Your brain is still on, and you're at the will of your subconscious...or is it your unconscious? I don't know. I guess I could Google it, but I just don't feel like it.</div>
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Oh hey, did you know that Google was actually almost called Backrub? Wouldn't it be strange if we were all going around saying, "Well, why don't you just Backrub what Usher's first wife looks like?"</div>
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Oh, that reminds me. I found this really interesting graphic on Pinterest that lists 11 words that exist in a language but aren't translatable to any others. How amazing. Maybe it can be my job to make English words up for all the untranslatable words. Who do I talk to about this?</div>
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One person commented with a few more that <span style="font-family: inherit;">are really neat:</span><br />
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Who doesn't love a good bargain? I know when I find exactly what I'm looking for on Craigslist, for a fraction of what I planned on spending, I am ecstatic. With the move coming up, I've been searching for the perfect sleeper sofa, a full-sized bed, a mid-century coffee table, and a small dining table and chairs on Craigslist, Ebay, and even sometimes Etsy. These are the first major furniture purchases I plan to make, since I don't feel a home is fully functional without them. Or maybe I'm just not fully functional in my home without them, who knows? After these are in place, I plan to find a nook to turn into an awesome little office area for Mark. He started his orientation today for his graduate program and is already talking about the projects he'll be working on. I think the dude needs one of everything I found below in order to make it through these next two years, don't you? The best part is, combined, everything here is under $500!</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">1. Vintage Desk Lamp // $25 // <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/160001697/trumpet-italian-table-light?ref=sr_gallery_11&ga_search_query=orange+desk+lamp&ga_order=price_asc&ga_view_type=gallery&ga_ship_to=US&ga_page=0&ga_search_type=all&ga_facet=orange+desk+lamp" target="_blank">Etsy</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">5. Vintage Books // $39.50 // <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/156095190/vintage-colorful-book-collection?ref=sr_gallery_3&sref=&ga_search_query=book+collection&ga_view_type=gallery&ga_ship_to=US&ga_vintage_rewrite=vintage+book+collection&ga_original_query=2&ga_page=6&ga_search_type=vintage&ga_facet=vintagebook%20collection" target="_blank">Etsy</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">7. Kilim Area Rug // $120 // <a href="http://www.ebay.com/itm/Anatolian-Turkish-Classic-Antalya-Kilim-Area-Rug-Carpet-33-X-53-9-/161088501514?pt=Rugs&hash=item25819f770a" target="_blank">Ebay</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">8. Sleepy Hollow Pencil Cup // $16 // <a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/product/home-office/22203798.jsp" target="_blank">Anthropologie</a></span></div>
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I've never been such a huge H&M fan. You know how it is, ladies, you take a size 4 dress into the dressing room and it's super tight. So you grab a size 6...still tight. So you try a size 8...STILL TIGHT! Next thing you know, you're buying a size 10, when normally, at any other store, you're a 4! It's just bizarre. And of course, you still fit comfortably in the extra small t-shirt. Sheesh, get your sizes right, H&M.<br />
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She treated us to lunch at Chez Panisse Cafe, something we definitely couldn't have afforded on our own without jobs. We ate salmon, perfectly baked inside a fig leaf, pizza with wild nettles, and fresh figs, pluots, and huckleberries for dessert. Mhmm, was it delicious.<br />
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We went the the Berkeley Botanical Garden and the Berkeley Rose Garden just to check out the pretty flowers. My gosh, I wish I was in charge of coming up with the names for roses. There are Garden Party roses, Summer Breeze roses, Madonna roses, Golden Showers roses (seriously). There are 3,000 rose bushes and over 250 varieties of roses! It was a dream!<br />
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It was so nice to have our mama come visit. We really wanted her to fall in love with the area so she'd consider moving here, and I think we succeeded! Even when we were exploring San Francisco, she said she wanted to go back to Berkeley. I think she understood what Mark and I see in this place.<br />
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adelineflutterbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00532187438810607533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917316235037428390.post-71259725391267779802013-08-13T06:00:00.000-04:002013-08-13T06:00:11.386-04:00{ spritzers & drinks }Spritzer? I hardly know her.<br />
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It may just not be a joke at all, actually. But, hey, I laughed.<br />
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Something you should know about me: I swear off drinking all the time. I swore it off just the other morning, actually. I'm the worst kind of drinker, in the sense that I mix things that shouldn't be mixed. Friday I spent the early afternoon hanging out in the Mission with a friend. We started out with lunch at Craftsman + Wolves. It was after noon, so the hip mustachioed gentleman ringing us up had no business judging us for drinking wine with our yummy sandwiches. Buy hey, that's just, like, my opinion, man.<br />
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After lunch, we shopped around, but inevitably found ourselves at another bar, Luna Park. We drank beer into the wee happy hours of the late afternoon, where we found ourselves the lucky recipients of not only 2-for-one drinks, but also of free fondue and Moscow Mules. Oh, Milton from Honduras, you sure do know how to treat a couple of ladies.<br />
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After that us girls needed some oysters, sushi, and sake, of course. On to the Castro we went!<br />
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We continued back at my friend's house with gin & soda, followed by a cherry from the most paint thinner tasting moonshine, topped off with teeny tiny little sips of said moonshine.<br />
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So, to recap - red wine, beer, vodka, sake, gin, moonshine. Well, well, well. I'm quite the dummy, it seems. I was feeling pretty okay until about 4am. I'm sure you can use your imagination about how my night went from there.<br />
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This long and ridiculous introduction to a post about fancy booze drinks took a turn I wasn't anticipating, but there you have it. I am an almost 30 year old lady, who still makes the classic high school party beverage error: mixin' booze that shouldn't be mixed. Well, guys, please let me introduce you to some boozy drinks that <b>should</b> be mixed!<br />
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Here is a round-up of the most delectable looking spritzers, champagne cocktails, and other various fizzy drinks I should love to sip on. Cheers!<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">1. Pomegranate and Ginger Spritzer: <a href="http://drizzleanddip.com/2013/05/10/pomegranate-and-ginger-spritzer" target="_blank">Drizzle & Dip</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">2. Blackberry Ginger Smash: <a href="http://www.hungrygirlporvida.com/blog/2013/08/08/blackberry-ginger-smash/" target="_blank">Hungry Girl Por Vida</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">3. Ginger Basil Grapefruit Spritzer: <a href="http://joylicious.net/2011/08/31/ginger-basil-grapefruit-spritzer/" target="_blank">Joylicious</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">4. The Remembrance Nectar: <a href="http://theboysclub.net/alessio/the-remembrance-nectar/" target="_blank">The Boys Club</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">5. Blood Orange Sangria: <a href="http://www.howsweeteats.com/2013/02/blood-orange-sangria/" target="_blank">How Sweet It Is</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">6. Blackberry and Sage Spritzer: <a href="http://joylicious.net/joylicious/2013/6/29/blackberry-and-sage-spritzers" target="_blank">Joylicious</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">7. Watermelon Champagne Cocktail: <a href="http://theglitterguide.com/2013/07/25/recipe-file-watermelon-champagne-cocktail/" target="_blank">The Glitter Guide</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">8. Fruity Boozy Ice Cream Float: <a href="http://www.takeamegabite.com/fruity-boozy-ice-cream-floats/" target="_blank">Take a Megabite</a></span></div>
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