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Monday, November 28, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Chandeliers of Hope
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
Oh dear.
It's getting closer and closer to December, which means it's getting closer and closer to the time when I will have no time.
But I don't care. It's all beautiful, life changing things that are taking place this Christmas. I wouldn't change any of it for the world.
Sisters to be had, brothers to get married, poems to be read, receptions to be celebrated, plane rides to take, graduation open-houses to party at.
And so I leave you with this song, to keep you company in the coming weeks of absence (most likely).
Christmas Lights - Coldplay
(my new favorite Christmas song)
Monday, November 21, 2011
Week 23
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
1) Walking
(seriously, took a 3.7 mile walk today...did wonders for my mood. I'm getting up early tomorrow to keep up the good mood increase)
2) The Muppets
(even if the boy snail just can't wait to see it with me. No hard feelings babe)
3) Mine were: dramatic, charming, passionate, and outgoing
(fairly accurate right)
4) A clean apartment
(also does wonders for a good mood)
5) Getting a certain bridesmaid's dress in the mail all the way from Bahrain
(can you say wedding of the year? I'm gunna have the cutest sister-in-law ever! No pictures yet though, don't want to ruin the sure-to-be-drop-dead-gorgeous wedding pictures)
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Disastrous or Amazing?
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
When you make a new friend, and you decide to hang out together for the first time, just you and that person, it can either be disastrous or amazing. It very rarely falls in the middle.
Maybe you get coffee, or you randomly decide to study together.
Or maybe you get on pinterest, find a glass cutting tutorial, and decide to craft and watch Law and Order all day.
You know...normal stuff.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Memory 20
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
When I was little, when the wind turned cold and gloves started being dug out from the top shelf of the front closet, the Christmas Music got turned on and our house turned into a cozy, rustic version of "Good Housekeeping"
Reading in front of the fire. Baking cookies. Putting up the tree while drinking hot chocolate. Starbucks with my mom while Christmas shopping.
This is the time of year I get the most homesick and I've been trying to find a way to make my life resemble Christmas at home.
When I listen to Dean or Frank or even Bing I'm transported back home, putting up the tree, dancing around the kitchen, or even just reading by the fire.
What reminds you of Christmas when you were little?
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
One of Those Days
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
You know a SNL skit is truly funny when you can't help but smile while you're sitting outside in the bitter wind waiting for your amazing friend to come pick you up from the grocery store and take you to your roommate cause you locked your keys in your car.
How was your day?
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Yeah, Me Either
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
I know you're supposed to dream of your own wedding day. And hope for you own perfect dress and perfect boy to stand next too (well check on the boy at least).
But do you ever go to one of those weddings, that you come away from and you say...
...I hope I look that beautiful
...I hope I look that happy
...I hope my day is as magical as that
Yeah, me either.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Week 22
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
1) New Girl
(seriously, I would be best friends with her)
2) Chicken Alfredo Pizza
(recipe provided via phone by the boy snail)
3) A She & Him Christmas
(so really just Zooey Deschanel this week)
4) My favorite Spice Chi in my favorite mom-provided mug
(except I already drank the chi so you could see the cute little giraffe inside)
(also please ignore my sad excuse for self french braided hair)
5) The Hunger Games Official Trailer
(Don't tell anyone, but I cried. I'm a sucker for human's rights stories)
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Brinner
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
When life gets you down and you're sick and everything is due the same week and, lets face it, you don't even have energy to go out of your sweats...
...get some friends, make some breakfast, watch Harry Potter, and laugh together through your biscuits and gravy.
Seriously, it'll make you feel better.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Memory 19
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
First let me say dear readers, I had every intention of posting this yesterday.
However my internet had different ideas and decided to take a vacation for the day. But he's back and feeling better than ever. Everyone deserves a vacation now and then yes?
I'm especially excited about this week's flash-back cause it's been a minor obsession all week.
Now I know what you're thinking..."Hannah Elizabeth! You silly goose! I crochet all the time! That's not a real flash-back! You need to get your flash-backs straightened out! And you need to dry your hair before you start taking pictures for your blog!"
And you would be right. I know many people still crochet and it's not that nostalgic for most, rather it's reality. But I learned to crochet from my grandma. I remember sitting in her kitchen in our respective chairs at the dinning room table with Wheel of Fortune on and her patiently showing me the basic stitch.
I've recently taken it up again and it's been ever so refreshing. I've seriously moved on from just scarfs. Grandma should be proud.
What was something your grandma or grandpa taught you?
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Reasons I love "Meet Me in St. Louis"
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
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Judy Garland's magical voice
One of the funniest proposals in cinematic history
Old Hollywood magic
"Ester - I"m goig to let John Truett kiss me tonight
Rose - Esther Smith!
Esther Well, if we're going to get married, I may as well start it.
Rose - Nice girls don't let men kiss them until after they're engaged. Men don't want the bloom rubbed off.
Esther - Personally, I think I have too much bloom. Maybe that's the trouble with me."
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
(it lets me get my Christmas fix without watching a strictly Christmas movie)
What's your favorite old movie?
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
what I've learned from...my mother
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
In order to really talk, there needs to be tea and a comfy chair.
Christmas shopping should be done early and thoughtfully. Wrap the present beautifully so they know you care. Each piece should be wrapped in a separate box so they have more to open.
A home cooked meal can cure any bad day.
People never get too old for small presents for no reason, whether it be candy or new canvas.
Fresh flowers should be in the house whenever possible, especially if they are cut from your own garden.
Cook with home grown herbs.
Always have cheerful but restful music on in the house.
Love people even when it hurts. You never know what they've been through.
Always make sure, when in a fight with someone, to look at yourself first before you accuse them.
Take time to dance around the kitchen with the kids while cooking.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Life Today
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
"It is easier when you are old like me, Micasan,' he said.
'What is?' I asked
'Waiting,' he said. 'One day a ship will come, Micasan. Maybe soon, maybe not so soon. But it will come. Life must not be spent always hoping, always waiting. Life is for living."
-Michael Morpurgo
Snail Love - Part 2 (Week 21)
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
This week is special.
I know I talk about the boy snail a lot during five things I heart...but it's just cause I heart him so much, so you'll have to deal with me.
Most of you remember part 1...
...but today is a special day...so I decided to bring back our two favorite snails for part 2! I hope you don't mind not knowing about anything else I hearted this week...cause this boy just overtook everything else.
Enjoy!
Happy birthday Baby. Love you!
Friday, November 4, 2011
Memory 18
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
My grandma died this past year and slowly as my mom has been going through her house she's found things that grandma left for me. An old newspaper article from the play I was in, our state quarter collection, a picture I gave her for Mother's Day.
There was another box in my room this weekend when I came home, containing one of my most precious memories from when I was little.
My grandma had this silk vintage nightgown I used to wear when I was little. I would be a princess or a ballerina or a fairy...whatever my mood for the day....and let the beautiful blue fabric swirl around me while admiring the lace in my grandma's full length mirror.
It's the most precious thing she could have left me.
P.S. - Fun fact, the veil I'm wearing in the "Flashback Fridays" picture when I'm little is my mom's wedding veil. It was my second favorite dress up item.
What was your favorite dress up item when you were little?
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Nostalgia
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
I'm almost to the end of my undergraduate career, and for someone as nostalgic as me, I practically ooze sentimentality at a time like this.
I've been scraping together old papers and pictures for graduation parties and filing away. One project I've taken on is compiling a slide show for my party. I looked through hundreds of old photos from the last 4 1/2 years (I took the super senior route).
But one thing stuck out above all others while looking through these pictures...
...my hair!
It has been every color, style, and bad decision in the book (as well as a few good decisions, I really did love that pixie hair cut).
Just goes to show you, even us gooey-ooey nostalgic types can take a few minutes to laugh about the past too.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Happy November
Dreamed up by
Hannah Elizabeth
"Because that’s what life is about. It’s about the time when you lay in the grass next to those you love. It’s about the color of the sky. It’s about a roaring fire on a winters evening. You’ve got to realize that everybody bleeds, and that everybody hurts. Everybody laughs, and everybody smiles. That’s what it’s all about. That’s all it is. There is no set meaning of life, there is nothing that can be defined, or written. It’s a matter of sculpting your very own definition."
- unknown.
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