9/30/11

Roomie love.


Not only is it Friday, it's my roomie's birthday. So tonight we will get all dressed up and eat sushi and then we're breaking in our new {ish?} digs by having all our friends over to celebrate. So excited, birthday's are my favorite. Especially when you're celebrating one of your favorites.

Love you Jean-ie! So much.

{Pictures of the par-tay to follow. As well as a post on dreams sometime next week! Happy weekend!}


9/28/11

Awkward & Awesome Wednesday!

Do you read The Daybook? If you don't you should, cauuuse it's the best on the block.

Sydney & Tyson are just the cutest and clearly love each other to pieces. Sydney really inspires me for some reason, to take better care of my appearance but not to get too wrapped up in it. She seems to balance pretty well on that very delicate line. And she's stinkin' hilarious.

She does this thing called "Awkward & Awesome Thursdays" and encourages her followers do to the same {I'm sorry I just used the word follower. The Daybook is not a cult} & I think I'm going to do that. Except this will be Awkward & Awesome Wednesdays. A little hump day treat, if you will. So here ya go:


Awkward & Awesome Wednesday

Awkward:
-The Smoothie King employee that just up & down'd me and then asked if I wanted to add "diet down" to my smoothie. And when I declined, asked if "I knew what diet down did?" Consider me offended.
-Crying at your desk. Even though I do it all the time over cheesy youtube videos or moving articles, it's still always awkward.
-The little look-back-and-giggle resulting in slamming into a wall I've been pulling off nicely lately. Always gets a few laughs.
-The total meltdown I had at work Friday because I was convinced no one in the office really likes me. Lots of crying. And the fact that everyone knows about it.
-Going to a CHS football game, and getting ugly looks from the same girls that didn't like me in high school. Really? 4 & 1/2 years later and we're still doing this?

Awesome:
-Reconciliation & the rebuilding of a friendship that was broken over a year ago. We've been dreaming about each other for about 6 months, unbeknownst to one another. It's so God it gives me goosebumps. Dinner tonight!
-Getting to add to the number of pregnant friends I have last night. And getting so excited I made the big-brother-to-be start crying {or is that more awkward?}
-This song. I can't stop listening. Preach sista!
-The fact that because of afore mentioned meltdown, everyone's really making an effort to let me know they think the new kid's pretty okay.
-Going to a CHS football game and getting to spend time with my main girls from high school. And it feeling like we never skipped a beat.
-Community group being on anger last night, and not feeling totally ashamed and like a failure. And being able to look back on how far God's brought me in my struggle with anger and have so much joy.

Comment with your Awkward & Awesomes! You know you want to.

{Also, hello Fearless facelift! I have blog ADD. Also, you can follow my blog with Bloglovin}

9/27/11

{Outfits I'm Not Embarrassed By}

Every once in a while, I somehow pull together an outfit at 6:30 AM that I'm actually super proud of. Today is one of those days, so I thought I'd share. Isn't it crazy what a difference feeling well-dressed can make in your day? I think there's a degree to which is healthy to pay attention to the way you look, especially working in an office, ya know?

 Maybe I'll make this a weekly segment?
Outfits I'm Not Embarrassed By.
Catchy. I like it.

I don't know if I'll ever be the girl who can take pictures of herself/outfit without looking like a total goon, so for my pride's sake, I'll use polyvore to share, k? I know, you're bummed you don't get to see me make an awkward fool of myself. Another time, friend.


Waterfall cardigan/Target; Black slacks/Banana Republic; Camel heels/Charlotte Russe; Timex watch/Target; Hair/Laziness

9/26/11

Joyful, Joyful


Y'all. My heart is so full I can barely stand it. At the current count, I have:
3 engaged friends
3 pregnant friends
&
Too many new babies to count {10?}

I'm pretty easily excitable, I don't deny that. But this is just so much. I cry a lot these days, and they're all happy tears. Life's so much more fun when you're able to find a considerable amount of joy in other's happiness. So, if you're one of these 6 {or 16}, thanks for sharing with me. And if you're not, thanks for letting me do life with you anways. I'm sure you have plenty of exciting things going on that can make me cry too.


Edit: Make that 4 pregnant friends. Babies, babies, everywhere!!
Edit II: 4 engaged friends. AH!

9/23/11

Whew!

Today I woke up different. I can't explain it, except to say that I think God did some kind of miracle on my heart while I was sleeping. Allow me to 'splain.

This is my friendship/relationship philosophy:
 I trust you to the moon & back, 110%, totally and completely-until you give me a reason not to. Then I'm going to hold you at arm's length for a while. And if you continue to burn me-you will get shut out. And then I'll probably hold a grudge and some bitterness for a really long time.

I think the beginning of the philosophy is healthy. Trust. Openness. Transparency. And even the second part, that when someone wrongs you, you need to take a step back and reevaluate, pray, and give them time to do the same. {I wrote a blog post on boundaries over a year ago-here} But clearly, part three is whack. Shut out? Grudge? Bitterness? Oh yeah, that's super healthy. And I don't want this to sound like I'm grudgin' against a bunch of people here, I don't see myself as a super bitter person. But there are some people from my past that I've been holding on to some stuff that's only hurting me. One of my favorite quotes is "Holding a grudge against someone is like letting them live rent free in your head." You get that, right? That holding a grudge really hurts you the most. You're the one that's got that nasty knot in their gut, negativity swirling around their head, you're the one missing out on how much freedom there is in forgiveness.

Forgiveness. It's so much more than just saying the words. It has to be deep and real and true and genuine. And I'm kind of starting to think it has to be God. I'm spit-ballin' here, but I'm starting to believe that maybe there's some people that you just have to hand over to God and go Daddy...this person really bums me out. And I don't want to hold on to this shit anymore. Can we fix this? Can you fix this in me? And then step back and let the Master show off.

Because that's what He's doing in me today. Showing off. Bitterness from years ago, people. High school. Beginning of college. The girls who made my life hell. The friend that walked away. The boy that broke my heart, and the girl who facilitated. I feel like I'm shrugging off years of chains and weight and it kind of makes me want to dance a jig.

Does this post accurately portray the joy I'm feeling right now? Probably not. That's okay. I did my best :)

9/21/11

Salty + Bright


You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot. You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven."
-Matthew 5:13-16

I don't really feel like I can do these verses any justice with my rhetoric, except that this is it. This is what it's about. Everything inside of me longs to look like this. To look different. And I fail epically on a daily basis. I get pulled into gossip, I get negative and grumpy, I end up looking just like the world says I'm totally justified in feeling. The world. Am I really taking advice from the world?

Sometimes I think I'm just talking to myself on here, which is totally okay. I'm so thankful I started Fearless a year and a half ago, simply to be able to look back over a year and a half's worth of mountains and valleys and change. Makes my heart jump a little to see right in my face how much I've changed and grown {thank you Jesus}. But just in case I'm not just talking to myself-choose to be different than everyone around you today. Choose to be salty & bright. Choose to better your environment rather than succumb to it. "Season" your surroundings with building-up and a smile and joy. Find your joy in the Lord and let that shine through you so much that people can't help but notice. And I'm not preaching, I'm trying to get myself to understand this too. Big time. Salty & bright. That's what I keep telling myself.

{Btw, have you listened to Matt Redman's 10,000 Reasons? Um, so good. Do it now.}






9/19/11

Tricks & Kids

{What I'm doing today vs. what I'd like to be doing}

I'm trying to trick myself today. Into multiple things.

1. That it's cold outside.
2. That I'm not stuck behind a desk.
3. That I won't be stuck behind this desk for 4 more hours today.
4. That I'm not so tired I'm fighting with my eyeballs to make them not roll around in my head.
5. That my heart's not super heavy because I'm feeling a tiny bit abandoned by God {even though my brain knows this is outrageous, I'm trying to get my extra-hormonal emotions to remember it as well.}

How am I achieving this incredible feat?

1. This office is typical at sub 0°, so my little heater and this mug of Lady Grey tea are making the first one relatively easy. Plus it's overcast. Overcast=cold. Right?
2 & 3.The desk bit I'm attempting with a combination of the below playlist, texting my best friend, and mini pep-talks every 15 minutes.
{You can choose to grow where you are, Blake. You get to choose to shine in the darkness and be thankful for this job the keeps a roof over your head and food in your belly. Smile. Fake it till you make it. It's really not that bad, you're just kind of being a brat.}
4. The tiredness is being combated with healthy doses of caffeine and gum.
5. This one's having to put up quite the fight to survive, because I'm coming at it with Hebrews 13:5 "Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said,  'Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you'." & doing my best to hold on to that awesome feeling I got last night while worshipping with 100 of my favorite people, shouting out "O This God" & "A Mighty Fortress" {which caused me to burst into tears last night. that song got me through some of the darkest, hardest times in my life, and I couldn't help but be overwhelmed by how thankful I am to be where I am now.}


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We spent the weekend in Gulfport with J's family. Pretty much consisted of stuffing our faces, complaining about how full we were, eating some more, passing out, and lots of snoring {mostly by J}. All that, and loving on this little man, J's cousin. I've always heard people say that spending extended time around kids is the best birth control, but that just really doesn't apply to me. Even when he was throwing himself on the ground screaming or pinching his sister or punching me in the boob, my heart was just full. As it always is when I'm around babes. I mean, really, I'm supposed to sit there on a Saturday morning and watch J read to him and not want kids? Psh. Please.


9/14/11

Hippie sweater

My coworker and I went shopping yesterday. In reality, neither of us have any business going shopping at the moment. We've got adult bills to pay! What are we thinking?!

We were thinking we were going to Sears to buy a coffee machine and ended up at Forever 21 and Bath & Body Works. But for the first time in a really long time, I 100% love every single thing I bought! {Only 4 things, I was only semi-irresponsible..} I'm the worst about buying things, getting them home, maybe wearing them once, and then they never see the light of day again. It's sad.


Hippie sweater. I tried it on, took a picture & sent it to J asking "does this make me look like I just smoke weed all day?" He responded that it was quite "Cheech & Chong", and called me a hippie. Which I took as a compliment. I have a sneaking suspicion I just added a new favorite item to my wardrobe.
Dove ring. It's already turning my finger green, but I don't even care. I love it and the fact that everytime I look down it reminds me of peace and promise. I love the way the Bible describes the Spirit as a dove, and have always seen them as a symbol of peace.
{"And Jesus, when he was baptized, went up straightway out of the water: and, lo, the heavens were opened unto him, and he saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove, and lighting upon him." -Matthew 3:16}




Y'all. This lipgloss is life changing. I can't stop putting it on. You know your favorite candle that smells just like fall? This is it, on your lips. Except it doesn't taste like eating a candle. And this body wash/bubble bath? It's called sleep for a reason. I fight these bouts of insomnia every couple of months, and I'm in the middle of one right now. Took a bath in this last night, and felt more relaxed/fell asleep faster than I have all week! {Still woke up around 2 and couldn't fall back asleep, but that's not the body wash's fault}
 
Good buys. I'm proud of me. 

9/13/11

Compatible

There's this super awesome article on marital compatibility circulating my facebook news feed at the moment. After ignoring it for the past few days, I finally got bored enough to click and read through it. And surprise, suprise, it actually offers a lot of truth! And not just for married people {which was the cause for my apprehension in reading it. It's enough of a daily struggle to stay where I'm at as it is, I don't need to read marriage advice to help that out}. But what really caught my eye was this list of questions to ask themselves about Biblical compatibility in a relationship.

The world has chalked compatibility up to be the one of the biggest make-it-or-break-it factors in relationships. While I think it's important that you get one another and have things in common to enjoy together, the point this article heavily emphasizes is harmony within a relationship is anything but the natural way of things. If that were the case, would we really need to center our relationships around Jesus? If harmony were common, we could basically do it on our own, right? But that's not the case. And the fact that we simply can not do it on our own just presents one more opportunity for Jesus to get the glory in our relationships. I can only speak for myself, but I know in my relationship, we daily point back to Jesus in our victories. And that's what they are-victories. Because Satan's a bastard and would love nothing more than for us to be constantly arguing or tearing one another down. The only way we could ever work is if everything's about Him.

"Instead of finding a compatible mate, Christians are instructed to marry another Christian and become a compatible mate." -Phil Smidt

In a relationship truly centered around Jesus, you can't help but grow and transform into the person and mate Christ wants you to be. Thinking you're going to walk into this relationship and stay the way you are is just stupid. Instead, I would hope we're walking into relationships excited about the chance to grow and learn from Christ through the person you're running your race with.

This is the list of questions singles should ask themselves when seeking a Biblical compatible mate:

1. How do you know he or she willingly submits to godly authority? Ladies, if he does not submit to godly authority, he is a dangerous man. Period. Men, if she doesn’t submit to godly authority now (as a single man, that’s not you by the way), she is the kind of woman Proverbs warns you to avoid.
2. How do you know he or she is teachable? If he or she likes to argue, they are more concerned with being right than being made righteous. When you think you’ve won an argument in marriage, you’ve actually lost. Marriage is about humbly maturing, realizing you have much to learn for the rest of your lives.

3. How well known and involved is he or she in Christian community? It’s easy to put on a good front when you are attracted to someone and motivated to marry. If he or she is unknown in community, they are unknown to you. Others need to vouch for the person’s character, integrity, and faith.

4. How does he or she speak of others? If he or she is critical, demeaning, or flippant in their attitude and words now, it will happen in marriage. Soon, you will become the brunt of their anger and pride.

5. How does he or she respond when confronted with their sin? When someone tries to hide, misrepresent, blameshift, excuse, or rationalize their sin, they have a distorted view of the Gospel. Because of Jesus, we can confess sin (I John 1:9), repent (Rom. 2:4), walk in the light (Eph. 5:8-9), and be reconciled to God (II Cor. 5:17-21).

It's kind of nice to read a list like that and not immediately feel an enormous amount of guilt/dread that neither myself nor the person I'm dating look anything like this. Not that I read it and go check, check, check. Not at all. I, personally, still have so much to learn about being in a relationship.
Perfect? Never. Trying? Always. And that desire to keep running towards Him and look more like Christ both in and out of a relationship is so vital to a functioning relationship.
 
Instead of writing a "list of standards" that consists of makes me laugh and has brown hair and likes kids, I would hope that we would line our desires up with the kinds of characteristics in this list for the person we spend the rest of our lives with. Don't get me wrong, my "list" used to look a lot like that first sentence there, but God recently moved me to re-write it to line up with men of character and truth from the Bible. And that's way better than has nice arms...although that isn't terrible either ;)

 Here's a link to the article so you can read the whole thing, there's some really great advice for married couples too {do married people read this blog?}

9/7/11

Marilyn/Jacqueline


Marilyn and Jackie. You know, they probably hated each other. I wonder if they would've gotten along if JFK could have kept it in his pants.

Lately I've been pondering if it's possible to be a hybrid of the two very contrasting women they both were. Assertive yet coy. Sexy yet modest. Artistic and pragmatic. A lady in the street, but a freak in the bed, if you will.

There are traits they both shared. They were both very beautiful women. And powerful in their own ways. Stylish too.

But there are traits they both possesed that I think I'd rather leave out. I don't think I'd particularly care to be addicted to upper/downers. Or be married three times. But I'm also not a fan of the idea of knowing my husband was running around, and turning a blind eye {this is me not caring that he was the President of the US}. I love each of them for seperate yet equal reasons. Marilyn for her ownership over her body and who she was. Jackie for her class and amazing philanthropic work. Now to get the two worlds to co-habitate, that's the key.

9/6/11

Nostalgic.

As the temperature drops below 110°, cool weather lovers rejoice and bust out their cardigans and scarves. At a cool 75°, this is cold in Louisiana. Laugh if you wish. Today I rode around with my windows down and ate lunch at the table outside of my office.

This weather's got me all kinds of nostalgic.

Nostalgic for the days of drinking hot chocolate in Death Valley, seeing your breath when you cheered. For skipping class for no reason other than to lay on the parade grounds and soak in the beauty of what God had blessed you with that day. For the days of BCM banquets and subsequent shenanigans. For concerts and knowing every word to every Andy Davis song ever written, and singing them loudly in the car with my best friend.


But more than nostalgic, this weather's got me thankful. Thankful for amazing memories in my past. For hard times overcome, for lessons learned, for friends gained and lost, and that I lived every second of those four years I did at LSU. And even more, I'm thankful for the future I have in front of me. Endless possibilities. Friends who love me for exactly who I am that moment. A house that finally feels like home, a first since leaving for college. A man who reminds me of Jesus more every day and makes me feel more like who I want to be every second I'm with him.  

Another thing that usually shoots me back in time to cold weather months in college is music. I have this habit of falling in love with an artist or song and playing their music on repeat for weeks. I'm very lucky to have had a roommate for 3 years who did the same. Here's what's bringing me back:


A super witty woman from my church started a twitter trend among the other Ringers, a practice of starting out a tweet with #Gratitudes, and then following it with the things you are thankful for that day. It's become a really cool way to be reminded how lucky we really are.



#Gratitudes: weather below 100°, good memories, a job, a home, caring roommates, parents who call to check on you, a boyfriend that breaks a sweat helping me decorate, friends who are as excited about me as I am about them, another day, good music, being still

9/2/11

Forgive us if we're too loud.

"So forgive us if we’re too loud. It’s hot here.
We may not win.
But we love the way we live and
We are LSU."
-Matthew J. Wynne


Alas, football season is upon us again. It's the first time in four years that I'm not excitedly clutching my precious student tickets, planning out my attack of the student gates early tomorrow morning to ensure I get a seat close enough to spit on the field. I'm a little bit sad, just that I won't be sitting with 93,000 of my closest friends cheering on my boys in the greatest stadium in the nation. Man, that LSU football just gets in your blood, right? I know it's in mine. What is it about 12 guys on a field tossing a weird shaped ball back back and forth that just gets us so pumped? I'll never understand it, and I'm okay with that. But I just love LSU. Even with the scandal surrounding the 2011 season, that place is my Alma Mater and I will hold it close to my heart for the rest of my life.

You want to find someone passionate about LSU {or the south in general}? You should meet my friend Matt. That kid loves the Ole War Skule more than anyone I've ever met. And it's not necessarily in an obnoxious, overly-vocal, painting your face purple and gold, rub-you-the-wrong-way way {although he does/has done all of those things}. Matt loves LSU in the most eloquent, deep way I've ever experienced. Every now & then he posts these awesome facebook notes that make you nod and amen and remember just how much you love LSU {and also make you wish he'd start a blog...cough, cough.} So with his permission, here's a couple of my favorite excerpts:

"Moreover, I recognized a feeling deep down in my gut, something I’ve felt in so many cathedral-like stadiums. I closed my eyes, and the familiar thoughts sent me rushing months into the future, longing for a tailgate that ascends from simmer to burn, for the chills that always come in the moments before kickoff, for the comfort of hearing the breezes rustling the campus oaks after the game is finished. My mind took me back to a stadium. It was only April, but I longed for September."
-Cheers from Baton Rouge

"I’m still the same guy though. Still the same kid who, at 9 years old, decided I wanted to go to LSU after watching us beat #1 Florida. I never even applied anywhere else. Other people might’ve had other plans, but not me. It was always LSU. I knew it was always going to be like this. People might think it’s kind of silly to have a dream just to go to a certain school. But those same people probably don’t understand me or the people I have met and grown to love here. Some days I’d just be working in Tiger Stadium and I’d hear the chimes sound from across campus. I always stopped what I was doing just to listen to that beautiful sound. For the past four and a half years the chimes have rung out for me, ticking away hour after hour of the best years of my life. This is a wonderful place that can get in your blood and stay there forever. LSU isn't just my team or my school...it’s my soul."
-Farewell, Ole War Skule

"I love seeing other students sporting khakis and an SEC haircut and realizing our fathers looked just like that a quarter of a century ago. Then there are those special nights in Death Valley. I love how it brings people together like no other time of year. Just wearing the right colors incites strangers to toss you cold drinks like ten-yard slants. How it can make you feel so close to so many people all at once. And somehow the relationships are still special with the people you only see at tailgates seven days out of the year. No amount of time or distance the rest of the year can separate those special bonds that happen during the lunacy of the fall. We are all one family held together with purple and gold glue, just trying to have a good time and forget all the negative things that have affected our lives and our state. Sure, tomorrow we’ll crawl back into the concrete jungle we live in, but today…we are immortal."
-Cheers from Baton Rouge

You get him started on LSU and the kid writes like Shakespeare. But I guess that's what happens when you're truly passionate about something. His writing gives me goosebumps every time and has brought me to tears more than once. I like to think he's expressing what the rest of us don't always have the words to say. That we know it's a little crazy, but we just love this place.

Geaux Tigas!


{Another good read on LSU is this article, if you're not LSU'd out yet.}

9/1/11

Shut up.

"Que sera, sera. Whatever will be, will be."

I love Hitchcock's classic The Man Who Knew Too Much, & Doris Day singing this to her son. {oh & Jimmy Stewart. Yes please.}

But some days I want to punch the people who say "if it's supposed to happen, it will" in the face and yell "BUT I WANT IT RIGHT NOW."

& then God brings this verse to mind:
“Fear not, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom."
-Luke 12:30

& I remember to shut up.