Y'all need to read this and then read that... those words written below.
Yesterday, I was going through websites that the firewall would actually let me look at and ended up reading Louise's blog post from Monday about the feeling of inadequacy in response probably from negative comments on some sort of social media. Louise is the sweetest, bubbliest, real and inspiring person. And completely relatable.
She and I are around the same age and according to her post, we have recently realized certain things about the world that make us a little angry. Yet, we focus on the pretty things that make us happy.
I don't feel confident at this time to discuss issues that I truly have strong opinions about. Unfortunately, expressing these opinions is not a strong suit of mine therefore, I don't talk about them in casual conversations. I have lots of thoughts on feminism, healthcare in the US and the growing economic divide between poor and rich in all countries. Yes, you read that correctly. These are things I have opinions on, but I won't talk about them.
Do I feel inadequate because I cannot discuss these things? ALL OF THE TIME.
I like things. I like makeup. I like traveling. I like fashion. I like YouTube. I like Podcasts. I like you.
Those are things I feel comfortable discussing and recapping and recommending. That's just the truth. In Louise's post she discusses things to make you happy. I agree. Happiness to me is about control. Control of the topics I want to talk about. If I do not have control of something, I don't want to waste time talking about it or thinking about it or stewing about it.
If you would like to talk about the far more serious topics I mentioned earlier, I will be happy to give you some links to people discussing it that I like to read and most of the time agree with. :)
Pretty much it's a lot of vlogbrother videos with a sprinkle of other sources but really, it's just vlogbrothers.
#dftba
xoxo,
Liz
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Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Monday, August 18, 2014
Instant Regret
Do you ever crave something {or someone} so badly that you must have it {him} and then you get it {him} and instantly know you made the wrong choice?
Welcome to the constant struggle of my life.
On Saturday night I found myself alone, watching "Tangled" on ABC Family and craving ice cream. This is a true story. Because I did not want to put on clothes to go to the grocery store, I went to Sonic and ordered a Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Master Blast. This treat is new to me and I must say it was delicious... at first. Two hours later, I laid in bed trying to sleep as my body metabolized all of the sugary goodness of my late night treat. I basically did not sleep. My brain was at war with my body in a fight to stay cool and comfortable which just didn't happen. Instant regret.
Similarly, on Thursday I craved something a little different but did not actively pursue anything. I know that if I had pursued something, it would have happened and the whole weekend would have been full of feelings of regret. Definitely not peace. Not contentment. Not happy. Not satisfied. Not special.
I'll gladly take the feeling of food regret over the disappointing, disapproving feeling of emotional regret. I guess this is one difference in maturity. Often, I think I have not matured in the past few years and then a stumbling block appears. And I choose differently. I choose myself over temporary relief.
What a positive note to start the week off with! Or not... I'm not quite sure. Here's to making choices that are not followed by instant regret. I hope your weekend was full of mature, happy choices or at least fun choices!
xoxo,
Liz
Welcome to the constant struggle of my life.
On Saturday night I found myself alone, watching "Tangled" on ABC Family and craving ice cream. This is a true story. Because I did not want to put on clothes to go to the grocery store, I went to Sonic and ordered a Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Master Blast. This treat is new to me and I must say it was delicious... at first. Two hours later, I laid in bed trying to sleep as my body metabolized all of the sugary goodness of my late night treat. I basically did not sleep. My brain was at war with my body in a fight to stay cool and comfortable which just didn't happen. Instant regret.
Similarly, on Thursday I craved something a little different but did not actively pursue anything. I know that if I had pursued something, it would have happened and the whole weekend would have been full of feelings of regret. Definitely not peace. Not contentment. Not happy. Not satisfied. Not special.
Instant. Regret.
I'll gladly take the feeling of food regret over the disappointing, disapproving feeling of emotional regret. I guess this is one difference in maturity. Often, I think I have not matured in the past few years and then a stumbling block appears. And I choose differently. I choose myself over temporary relief.
"We all have regrets, but it's important to learn from them and not dwell on the things you cannot change." - Hannah Hart, "My Drunk Kitchen"
What a positive note to start the week off with! Or not... I'm not quite sure. Here's to making choices that are not followed by instant regret. I hope your weekend was full of mature, happy choices or at least fun choices!
xoxo,
Liz
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Thinking Things on Thursdays
Because I am currently in a "slow time" at work, I have been catching up on blogs. Blogs like my own and of course, blogs / magazines like The Everygirl. I stumbled upon this article and figured it would be nice to analyze my own friendships. It was easy for me to drop each of my girlfriends in to the category and it also made me think about what role I fill for them. For the full description of the role, please look at the before mentioned article because I don't want to plagiarize. :)
The Hustler
I like to think that Megan is my hustler. She has goals and talks the talk and seems to know things before they actually occur. This woman is encouraging while being fierce in her own career. I believe her when ever she speaks and I'm always honored when she asks my opinion on things. I appreciate her continued support and know that she will accomplish grand things in the future, if she hasn't already.
The No BS-er
Melissa lets me know what is up. She has lived life and she will not put up with any crap I spit out. I love it. I know that I can rely upon her to react. Hopefully, it's a good reaction but either way, I know instantly if I did a good thing or a crappy thing. Her eyes and her silence let me know when I've crossed a line. I think it takes a really trusting person to let you see them angry. Hopefully, I am this to her but I know I'm more like the social butterfly or perhaps the bad influence in some cases to her.
The Nurturer
No question about this one. Kendall is my nurturer, my cheerleader and often I feel like I can do no wrong. Her empathy is all consuming. I love her for this but I know that I cannot return the favor. My fatal flaw is my ability to look at situations in the most logical sense without thinking emotionally. I've been accused of having resting b*tch face due to this fact. I just like to think my way through things first...
The Bad Influence
Younger lady friends tend to have slightly different agendas than I do when it comes to Friday night or more importantly, Tuesday night. And men. Although I haven't had the opportunity to hang out with them recently, I think my bad influences are Beth and Kelsey. Each has a flair for mischief but has an incredible time while doing it. I envy their spirit and turns out, I'm a bad influence to most of my friends. Why make smart decisions when you can make fun decisions?!?
The Opposite Life Stage-r
She has been married since we graduated college and is planning a family. Shelby is definitely my opposite life stage-r friend. I am single. So. Very. Single. Shelby has the husband, the house, the dog and soon to be, the baby. I appreciate the advice and the patience she has for me and my antics. I have the benefit of learning from her mistakes and also from her ability to plan. There are so many things that I would never have considered without Shelby bringing it up and making me think about it. For example, an adult woman should always negotiate for more money at work and more vacation instead of being complacent. Never settle.
The Social Butterfly
This is Bich Van. She never says no to an activity where there are people to meet or just people to hang out. The woman double books herself all of the time. She has the most loyal friends, too because everyone enjoys being around her. I always check her calendar in order to make sure I have not been overlooked for a social activity. Bich keeps me from having a very unhealthy relationship with Netflix and for that I am grateful.
The Historian
Girl, this is my sister. Without question. We are close. There was a rough patch while I was at college "figuring myself out" and she was still in high school having "already figured it out." Other than that, we are up in each other's grill and know everything and participate in everything. She is my rock and my baby sister at the same time. I look to her in order to be reminded about choices made in the past and how I should have already learned that lesson. Grace keeps me grounded and in return, I help de-clutter her closets.
The moral of this post is to seek purpose in the company you keep. There is a reason I want to hang out with all of these women and hopefully, a reason for them to continue hanging out with me. I love each and every one of them. Friends make each day better and sillier and full of dance parties.
Now, let's turn on some Foreigner and sing our hearts out.
xoxo,
Liz
Photo: Found on Tumblr, Seemed fitting for summer
The Hustler
I like to think that Megan is my hustler. She has goals and talks the talk and seems to know things before they actually occur. This woman is encouraging while being fierce in her own career. I believe her when ever she speaks and I'm always honored when she asks my opinion on things. I appreciate her continued support and know that she will accomplish grand things in the future, if she hasn't already.
The No BS-er
Melissa lets me know what is up. She has lived life and she will not put up with any crap I spit out. I love it. I know that I can rely upon her to react. Hopefully, it's a good reaction but either way, I know instantly if I did a good thing or a crappy thing. Her eyes and her silence let me know when I've crossed a line. I think it takes a really trusting person to let you see them angry. Hopefully, I am this to her but I know I'm more like the social butterfly or perhaps the bad influence in some cases to her.
The Nurturer
No question about this one. Kendall is my nurturer, my cheerleader and often I feel like I can do no wrong. Her empathy is all consuming. I love her for this but I know that I cannot return the favor. My fatal flaw is my ability to look at situations in the most logical sense without thinking emotionally. I've been accused of having resting b*tch face due to this fact. I just like to think my way through things first...
The Bad Influence
Younger lady friends tend to have slightly different agendas than I do when it comes to Friday night or more importantly, Tuesday night. And men. Although I haven't had the opportunity to hang out with them recently, I think my bad influences are Beth and Kelsey. Each has a flair for mischief but has an incredible time while doing it. I envy their spirit and turns out, I'm a bad influence to most of my friends. Why make smart decisions when you can make fun decisions?!?
The Opposite Life Stage-r
She has been married since we graduated college and is planning a family. Shelby is definitely my opposite life stage-r friend. I am single. So. Very. Single. Shelby has the husband, the house, the dog and soon to be, the baby. I appreciate the advice and the patience she has for me and my antics. I have the benefit of learning from her mistakes and also from her ability to plan. There are so many things that I would never have considered without Shelby bringing it up and making me think about it. For example, an adult woman should always negotiate for more money at work and more vacation instead of being complacent. Never settle.
The Social Butterfly
This is Bich Van. She never says no to an activity where there are people to meet or just people to hang out. The woman double books herself all of the time. She has the most loyal friends, too because everyone enjoys being around her. I always check her calendar in order to make sure I have not been overlooked for a social activity. Bich keeps me from having a very unhealthy relationship with Netflix and for that I am grateful.
The Historian
Girl, this is my sister. Without question. We are close. There was a rough patch while I was at college "figuring myself out" and she was still in high school having "already figured it out." Other than that, we are up in each other's grill and know everything and participate in everything. She is my rock and my baby sister at the same time. I look to her in order to be reminded about choices made in the past and how I should have already learned that lesson. Grace keeps me grounded and in return, I help de-clutter her closets.
The moral of this post is to seek purpose in the company you keep. There is a reason I want to hang out with all of these women and hopefully, a reason for them to continue hanging out with me. I love each and every one of them. Friends make each day better and sillier and full of dance parties.
Now, let's turn on some Foreigner and sing our hearts out.
xoxo,
Liz
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