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Wednesday, November 12, 2014
2014: The Year I Carpe Diem'ed the F*ck Out Of Life and Became My Own Hero
At the start of the year I made a resolution to myself. (So cliche, I know.) Katy Perry's song Roar had recently come out and it was the song of the year. I love her music and I usually resonate with her lyrics. This song, however, SPOKE to me. As I'm very much a wallflower, I have become highly skilled in blending into my surroundings. I am often lost in the crowd and rarely do people notice me. I'm very proud of this ability and carry it with me everywhere. I read the other day that "shyness is the fear of social judgement." And yup, that's me - and for many reasons. My father taught me early to speak only when spoken to. I saw him display very conservative, traditional behavior to my mother: cook, take care of the child, and don't speak up. While I'm definitely a product of my upbringing, I've never dared to stray. I rarely voice my opinion (unless to my husband, because dammit we cannot watch The Terminator for the 68th time!) and I hate confrontation. As an only child, I've never had to fight my way for attention or try to stand out amongst the litter of children. I grew to grow into my own skin, adapt to my surroundings, provide my own entertainment, and blend into the crowd.
So, back to Katy Perry. Here are the lyrics to Roar (minus the chorus):
I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath
Scared to rock the boat and make a mess
So I sat quietly, agreed politely
I guess that I forgot I had a choice
I let you push me past the breaking point
I stood for nothing, so I fell for everything
Scared to rock the boat and make a mess
So I sat quietly, agreed politely
I guess that I forgot I had a choice
I let you push me past the breaking point
I stood for nothing, so I fell for everything
Now I’m floating like a butterfly
Stinging like a bee I earned my stripes
Stinging like a bee I earned my stripes
I WENT FROM ZERO, TO MY OWN HERO
I vowed for 2014 to seize life and all opportunities and to finally become my own hero. I wasn't sure how I was going to do it or if I could. With only a handful of weeks left of the year, I can say my resolution is complete. And, here's why...
Adventurously, (and admittedly, very safely) I rock climbed and went to a trampoline park. Checking off Bucket List items, I saw Jerry Seinfeld perform and and MET Sarah Mclachlan and comedian Gina Brillon after seeing their live shows. Traveling, I went to Tahoe and Hawaii - where birds ate out of my hand! Domestically, I hosted my first Brunch and finally completed my backyard. (Not in the same day.) Cosmetically, I finally converted all my make-up to organic and cruelty free. Fashionably, I bought my first few skirts (I'm a jeans kinda girl) and skinny pants. (Their adorable!) Getting in touch with my animal spirit, I attended Oakland's first Cat Festival and slightly adopted a second cat. (Another story, another time.) Check out a few of my memories below!
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| Scary as hell, but rewarding as f*ck! |
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| We're so exhausted (er, old) someone couldn't figure out where to look. |
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| Best day of my life! |
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| We installed that wood flooring all by ourselves! |
While all of this contributed to the best year ever, none of this is why I became my own hero.
At the beginning of November I attended a three day event planning retreat. Attendees came from all over the US and most were entrepreneurs who had already paved their way into the industry. Located in gorgeous Sonoma and held at Ramekins Culinary School and Inn, I was excited and nervous to arrive. I came alone and knowing only one of the hosts. I do not own my own business, nor am I yet properly placed in the event planning industry. I'm no florist, photographer or planner, but I've placed my hands in all aspects on a smaller scale. I'm proud of what I've accomplished but, for obvious reasons, did not feel properly placed within the group I was sitting in with and wasn't sure if I would be able to make friends. I was a nervous wreck for a solid week before coming.
The event has ended, and I'm sad it's over. My gratitude to the three hosts and their team is endless. They created an environment of beauty, indulgence, knowledge, fun, and decadent food. (And, wine!!) Friendships were made, laughter was abundant, and the stories were enriching. I left FULL in so many ways.
I proud of myself for trying something new, stepping out of the box and saying "YES."
I can't wait for the next journey, but for now, I'm just glad to finally be my own hero.
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| First Night: Cocktails/Meet and Greet |
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| Setting was simply stunning. |
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| The cutest cookies at the dessert table! |
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| I wish school was this beautiful and comfortable! |
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| Cooking Class: Us ladies making our own lunch. |
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| Calligraphy Class held by the incredibly sweet Maybelle Imasa-Stukuls |
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| Our custom boxes were amazing! |
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| Day 2 Dinner: Wine Cave! |
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| The food was to die for! |
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| Day 3: The food was no joke. Best bacon I've ever had! (Thank you Ramekins!) |
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| Adorable picnic lunch. |
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| Floral Class hosted by the little firework Nancy Liu Chin! Her energy is endless as is her kindness. |
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| Sketch Class held by remarkably sweet Mary Phan. I loved hearing her passion for her work. (Simply stunning cookies by I Dream of Cookies.) |
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| "Keep it sharp!" |
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| I mean, honestly?!? Movie Night donuts. |
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| Plus, a popcorn bar! |
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| Movie Night: Bridesmaids. (One of my favorite nights.) |
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| Day 4: Breakfast. |
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| The "Reality" table my team (Team: Awwwesome) created. |
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| The amazing Marcy Blum. She is filled with so much advice and good stories. So many of us just felt honored to be in her presence while she generously shared her nuggets of wisdom...and wine! |
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| Last Night: The Gala |
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| Table Nine!! |
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| New friends! |
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| Thank you, OSI!! The food, the memories and the swag were unforgettable! |
Friday, June 27, 2014
Project #1 (June 2014)
Project Number 1
Getting started on anything is never easy. Inspiration is required. So, I went on the web (Pinterest, duh) and searched high and low for something to make. I may have looked like this...
Once the idea popped into my noggin', I found the designs needed and off I headed to my favorite new store! I began by purchasing the items: perler beads, perler bead board, tweezers, wax paper, magnet roll, super glue & iron.
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| All the colors made me so happy. No, I wasn't high. |
Then, got to work...
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| Money shot! |
After all the beads were in place, I got out my trusty iron, let it get good and hot, and placed it over the completed piece - with wax paper between hot metal and plastic beads!
I circled around the beaded area for about 10-20 seconds and checked periodically. I wanted the beads just melted enough to bond together but not too melted that it reduced the height of the project. (Also, watch out for parts more melted than other parts - this will result in an un-leveled piece.)
And then: let cool, flip over and...as if by magic...
...project complete!
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| (Note: for items like the question mark, make backwards.) |
I also added a magnet strip to the back for fridge display. Off in the mail it goes! I hope she likes it!
Monday, June 9, 2014
Wide World of Crafts
Do you know what's amazing? Discovering new things. I'm sure Edison was OVER the moon when he figured out that whole electricity mumbo jumbo and got that little light bulb to shine like a diamond. Imagine being in the room when good ole Alex Bell made the first phone call?! (You know he totally made a prank call to one of his other long bearded fellas across town.) My point is this: I discovered a new craft store in town recently, and I'm sure the euphoric feelings running through my veins were identical to theirs.
My dear friend is in the heart of middle America, where the Cheeseburger came to life, where a game called Cornhole is a past time and not a naughty joke, and where bourbon is swallowed down by the barrel full. It is also a location to a fine craft store called Hobby Lobby. She has regaled me with tales of its massive size and its large collection of "things." Apparently, according to her, anything I could possibly imagine is located within its walls.
As I was not privy to the access of this business establishment, I deleted her words from my memory just as quickly as I had heard them. But then...
As I strolled down the tiled floor with my mouth agape, my mind went blank. What do I make? Where do I start? I passed by spools of ribbon, towering rows of fabric, walls of colored paper that must have taken forests of trees to equate! There was wrought iron house decor, smelly candles, party supplies, baking supplies, yarnpillowsframesbeadscardsandsomuchmore...aaahhh!!
It was the Willy Wonka Factory of textiles - and I was in lurve.
So I contacted Middle America Friend (my MAF) and together we brainstormed a crafting project: each month we would make each other a little something from the heart. Something tasteful and something non-stinky (no perfumes, no candles, no soap, no innocence - no shirt, no service).
And because I so enjoy adding salt to wound - I'm going to blog about my projects!
The fun starts soon!
My dear friend is in the heart of middle America, where the Cheeseburger came to life, where a game called Cornhole is a past time and not a naughty joke, and where bourbon is swallowed down by the barrel full. It is also a location to a fine craft store called Hobby Lobby. She has regaled me with tales of its massive size and its large collection of "things." Apparently, according to her, anything I could possibly imagine is located within its walls.
As I was not privy to the access of this business establishment, I deleted her words from my memory just as quickly as I had heard them. But then...
As I strolled down the tiled floor with my mouth agape, my mind went blank. What do I make? Where do I start? I passed by spools of ribbon, towering rows of fabric, walls of colored paper that must have taken forests of trees to equate! There was wrought iron house decor, smelly candles, party supplies, baking supplies, yarnpillowsframesbeadscardsandsomuchmore...aaahhh!!
It was the Willy Wonka Factory of textiles - and I was in lurve.
So I contacted Middle America Friend (my MAF) and together we brainstormed a crafting project: each month we would make each other a little something from the heart. Something tasteful and something non-stinky (no perfumes, no candles, no soap, no innocence - no shirt, no service).
And because I so enjoy adding salt to wound - I'm going to blog about my projects!
The fun starts soon!
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