And the people said, Amen.

I'm spending a few minutes of my lunch break (read: time spent at my desk scarfing down some peanut butter and crackers while I work) to do something real: change my blog domain. The new location is going to be a WordPress blog for reasons I can't quite explain. I'm ready for a change. I want different format options. Times New Roman pisses me off, even if it is just the editing font, not the published one...

Click here :)

What the God, Man?!

 #curdeushomo
#churchhistorylesson
#notrelevantjustfun

I just turned 29, or as I like to say, Almost 30. Last years of the raging twenties! I hear that your 30s are your prime, though, so I'm looking forward to my prime time. I had drinks and guacamole with a couple of girl friendses and then dinner with the boy at a really fancy restaurant. I got my hairs cut and a new outfit and probably spent more on myself than I should have, but oh well :)

Lunch with Sarah and Robert in the downtown 

Drinks and guac

Ice cream and brownie 

Birthday morning chai :)

Fall-ish walk with my girl 

Sunday afternoon football:)

Fancy schmancy. And less the top of his head.

#almost30
#29isthenewblack
#thisishowido

(If you actually do the hash tag hand motions, a la Jimmy Fallon and Justin Timberlake, that whole bit is way more fun).

October.

I love autumn. I don't know anyone who doesn't. I suppose there could be someone, but they would be really, really dumb. I love how the air smells. I love how the sun goes down a little earlier and the shadows get longer. I remember growing up in Florida, and even though the temperature was still 95 degrees, the humidity dropped a little and the air was fresher and cleaner. Halloween was coming soon, my birthday, then Thanksgiving, and finally Christmas. I remember when my mom would open up the house (I associate it with October, but that was Florida so it was probably January :) and the air would smell so good and the breeze was cooler.

I had a dream last night that I moved in with roommates (my college roommates, actually) and I hated it and I couldn't remember why I moved out of my apartment. I love living by myself. I love it. I love decorating for the seasons, sitting on the couch in October and smelling the air and watching college football.

Damn right those are real pumpkins.

And then I saw this on my friend's Facebook page. I'm not a big fan of poetry - especially if it doesn't rhyme - but I thought this was beautiful. May there be no cage for your soul.

May there be no cage for your soul. 

May you have a friend
by whom you know this. 

In the space between you, may there be
medicine, hospitality, sanctuary. 

Nom Nom...ok, I'm tired.

So this is what one of my work cabinets hides:

Please notice the two type of gummy vitamins on the left.
I'm all about health, people.

While my fridge and cabinets at home are bare and boring, my work cupboard has all the goodies. Work has been a long uphill battle this year (click here for a visual) and sometimes reinforcements are needed. Hence this:

I didn't think Cheez-its could improve,
but then this happened. 

I don't typically self-medicate with food, but sometimes you just need a fucking fruit snack.

"You are absolutely beautiful However how are you still single for"

Um. I'm not quite sure how I'm supposed to respond to that. First, is it actually a question? There is no punctuation, but "how" is typically indicative of a question. Which brings up the second issue: the grammar. As in, there is no grammar or sentence structure. Third, is it a compliment or an insult? Calling someone beautiful is a compliment (I think) but the use of "however" indicates the next statement is going to contradict the previous one. Fourth, never end a sentence with a preposition. So I fixed it (you'll see I added in a little extra):

You are absolutely beautiful; however, I cannot understand for what reason thou art still single?

Pretty sure that's what he meant to write.

If it isn't obvious, I decided to go back online dating and I.want.to.cringe. Sentences like that and "U have a gr8t smile. I want 2 chat w U" (which I don't even think counts as a sentence), make me want to vomit over the sad state of humanity in America. I can't imagine the women are much better. Booking the next flight to Hawai'i and living with my sister and being Lila's spinster aunt who homeschools her and all 8 of her siblings (sorry, Sar) seems like a fantastic option. Actually, that would be a fantastic option (-) the spinster part and (+) Nora.

Anyhow, I'm sure this will be another fun adventure. Like this (memes are seriously the best thing that's happened to 2013):

Who'd have thought we'd have a black son before we knew a Democrat?

Existential angst. If you say it enough, it begins to sounds like "eggsdistential angst" or "engsistential angst." Words are hard! And so is existential angst. It's essentially when the logic part of you and the feeling part of you disagree on something and there is no "good" answer. No answer feels good, no answer will make you happy or solve the problem. There isn't necessarily a right answer, but there is probably a healthier answer, or an answer that better fits with your overall and long(er) term goals and values.

And that SUCKS sometimes. Shouty caps appropriate.

As a total F on the Myers-Briggs, it is completely counter-intuitive for me to go against what I feel. I rely on my feelings. But I feel like such a grown-up when I make a logically sound decision. Like new shoes AND new nail polish grown up.

Ecksistenchul angst.

Also, I did not realize how jaded I've become working in a nonprofit until I interviewed a potential intern this morning. She was so...energetic about the whole thing. Like "let's help everyone and bunnies and sunshine and flowers!!!!!!" excited....

Wide -eyed emoticon.

Also, did not realize how much I really need a vacation until the last couple of weeks.

Hope that clears things up.

Bedknobs and Broomsticks

Except I don't have a broom and my bed doesn't have knobs. I painted my doorknobs. Knobs is a funny word when you say it more than once. Actually, I think even saying once sounds a little silly. Knobs. Knobs. Knobs. It should be kuhnobs, you kuhnow, since the K is never ever silent in front of a word.

Anyhow, I spray painted my doorkuhnobs with Rust-O-Leum Oil Rubbed Bronze and I'm in love with the color. I want to spray paint everything now, except I don't have much else to paint. I'll find something, I'm sure. Also, why is spray paint two words? I get that it is essentially a verb and a noun - you are spraying paint - but I still want it to be one word. Or hyphenated.

So I sprayed the paint on the nasty gold doorkuhnobs and locks. Here it is in all its glory:

Gold and gross

I used tin foil because
1) I didn't have anything else, &
2) I saw it on Pinterest.

Fantastico!

Ta da! I mean, I figure if I'm going to have to live here for a while - at least 5 more months and probably more unless I suddenly get a fat raise - I might as well make it pretty. And since I've been in a DIY house reno mood with limited house to D, I want to change everylittlething that I can. Plus, I'm still getting over my "I never had a registry to get the grownup stuff I want" issues so I'm buying the things I want sans registering. Maybe when I finally have a reason to make a list of things I want other people to buy for me, I'll just ask for cash so I can buy new clothes. Or rugs. Or a vacation. Or something else awesome I'll have seen on Pinterest by then.