Wednesday, March 25, 2009


For my birthday, my mom sent me a pretty bird sling purse pattern, as well as all the material to make it. It was a perfect gift- it let me use my creative side, trying and learning something new, and it is really cute and useful.

I have had people stop me at the grocery store and Rite-Aid, to compliment my bag. This may be a common occurrence with you guys, but I am not much of a purse person, and am always carrying around something blah. But not anymore. And it has set my blood bubbling for more bags; I want more! Thanks, mom!

Friday, March 13, 2009

Friday Night Treat

This recipe is on the back of the Reese's peanut butter chip package, and it is a little slice of heaven. Not really a slice, since its a cookie, so I will say a heaping teaspoonful of heaven. I took them to my friend who was in the hospital after having her fourth little girl (rock on!) and she later texted me that they were the best cookies she had ever tasted. These cookies are good, but it probably helped that she had been eating hospital food for two straight days. Try them. You'll thank Reese's.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Heavy Lead Apron

This is kinda a weird post. It's kinda a ranting and raving kinda post, that uses the psuedo-word 'kinda' multiple times in it's opening paragraph. The rant is about me, in case you are worried I was going to rant about you, or skinny jeans. I need to lay this out on the table, because it has been bothering me for a long time (so have skinny jeans, but I promise this post isn't about that).

Judgmental people are annoying.

I am judgmental.

I tend to have way to many opinions that really don't need to be shared, but that I let slip out anyways, and cast my heavy lead apron (you know, like at the dentist office; I love the way those feel) of judgment over anyone who happens to be standing near me.

The problem with being judgmental is
A.) I don't know everything. (shocking, I know)
B.) Some things that I thought I knew the what-what about come back to bite me in the butt (like how I use to view moms that had screaming kids in the grocery store; i take that one back, way back).
C.) It is okay for people to view things different than me. If you want to get engaged after a week of knowing a guy- fine. That's your choice. You don't need me spouting my opinion off because it's none of my business.
D.) Listening to people be judgmental hurts everyone involved. Even if you aren't the one they are being judgmental about, you start to think of the things that this person probably judges you about when you aren't around.

This is how I think; this is what keeps weighing on my mind. Why can't I shut my mouth and be more respectful? So narrow-minded, so snotty. I don't want to be this way. There isn't much greater torture to me than knowing I have hurt some one's feelings. I have already made one teary-eyed phone call begging for forgiveness this year, I don't want to have to do that anymore. It must stop. Because I really don't like judgmental people.