Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Holidays are Confusing

This year's holidays are more stressful to me than in years past. Ryan and I have been trying to do more things with all sides of our families, but that gets so confusing around the holidays. It's definitely a learning year for us, but I feel like I have a continuous stream of questions swirling around in my head. 

How do we divide our time evenly? 

Is it appropriate to wear leggings to Thanksgiving if they're burgundy and look like a cable knit sweater?  

Will there be anything besides potatoes and potatoes and potatoes that will be veggie-friendly at his family's Thanksgiving? 

Even more importantly, will the potatoes even be veggie-friendly!?

How far into the fiance's extended family do I buy/make presents for? 

Will people appreciate homemade gifts this year even though crafting for other people seems like less of a fad than it was a few years ago? 

What am I going to talk about with all of these people at so many events so close together? 

How will we adjust going back and forth between his loud, boozy family, and my more quiet, reserved family?

How long will it take until I get super overwhelmed by all of the people? (I blame this on being an introvert and an only child.)

I think I need to just take a few deep breaths and remember that the holidays are first and foremost a time to spend with loved ones. But really, how do I make it through without feeling totally lost and overwhelmed? Help! 


Thursday, November 20, 2014

I Can't Believe I'm Still Playing Kim Kardashian Hollywood

I have a confession to make. I've been playing Kim Kardashian Hollywood since its release this past summer. It's a pointless game. It's barely interactive. You just "do" the same "tasks" over and over again, tapping the screen over and over and over and over. I don't even think I like the game. I just can't stop playing. 


As you can see from the screenshot above, my A-list celebrity looks a lot like me. I'm wearing a very Kim K. look, have made it to level 23, and am on a date (with my second husband, no less.) Do these things matter in my life? Absolutely not. If this were a game that I enjoyed, I would probably be happy about these things. I get giddy with excitement when I level up in Kingdom Hearts or merge households in The Sims. That is definitely not the case with this game. 

This is all to say that I have an unhealthy obsession with my cell phone. If I'm not refreshing my Instagram/Twitter/Pinterest feeds or playing KKH, my phone is right next to me. I can't watch a show for more than 10 minutes without refreshing all of my apps to see if something new has been posted. I've always said that I'm a great multitasker, but I'm starting to think that I'm just really bad at being present in the moment. 

My second-to-last OSU football game as a student is coming up this weekend, Thanksgiving is next week, and I want to make sure I enjoy these special moments with friends and family instead of constantly being on my phone. (Plus I keep missing really important plot points in Mad Men and Scandal, and it's such a pain to have to rewind so often.) I don't think my love affair with my iPhone will ever end, but I'm aiming to manage it in a different way this holiday season. 


Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Malory Archer is My Spirit Guide

Archer is literally, not figuratively, one of my favorite shows on Netflix and TV. I cannot wait for Season 6 to start this January. I love Malory's character because there isn't a time and a place for sarcasm - for her it's all the time and every place. There's just no filter there. So today I'm bringing you a list of situations when she said exactly what I was thinking but wasn't allowed to say out loud. Malory Archer is my spirit guide. 

Before, during, and after an Ohio State football game when beer is more of a priority than food:


When my perfectly stacked pile of mail falls off my desk at work:  


What I ask myself whenever I'm in a new place and there's not a minibar:  


Any and all interactions on a Monday morning: 


Reading an article about a new breakthrough in Public Health:  



Do you watch Archer? Who is your favorite character? 

Friday, November 14, 2014

You Know You're a Crafter If...

... You've been slowly chipping away at holiday crafts and Christmas presents since July.

... You're so annoyed by all of the Christmas ads and decorations on TV and in stores, but not for the normal 'it's not even Thanksgiving!' reason. They're a constant reminder that you only have 1 1/2 more months to finish all of your holiday knitting/sewing/crocheting. 

... Your hands are numb from holding needles/hooks for too long. You start to wonder if they'll ever regain feeling.

... Your craft supplies storage area looks like a tornado went through it, but you know it won't be clean again until after Christmas. 

... You think thread/yarn snags are the most frustrating thing. Nobody has time to untangle that. 

... You have an unrealistic list of how many people will receive homemade presents from you this year. 

... And around this time, you start removing people from that list. I guess every single woman in my extended family doesn't need a hand-crocheted pair of fingerless gloves. Cookies are easier. 

... Your crafts take over your life. More importantly, your crafts take over you. 



To all of my fellow crafters out there, good luck with your projects this holiday season! 

Thursday, November 13, 2014

She's Got a Blank Space, Baby

I’m going to say something that’s going to upset a lot of Taylor Swift fans.

I think she went too far in her new music video for Blank Space.

Don’t get me wrong – Blank Space is hands down my favorite song on 1989. It’s sassy, incredibly relatable, and just so Taylor. For the most part, I like the video. It’s over the top, and I get what she’s trying to do. I like that she’s self-aware enough to parody how crazy the media portrays her when it comes to relationships. Haters gonna hate hate hate…

But... I think she took it too far. Even though she’s clearly acting, I don’t think it’s okay to shove her ‘boyfriend’ during a fight. I don’t think it’s okay to throw a flowerpot at his head with the (acted) intent of causing him pain. I don't think it's okay to show Taylor's younger audience, who may not understand that this is a parody, that there is a blurred line between verbal and physical arguments. 

Scrolling through my Twitter feed, I've seen how excited every girl is about this video. At the same time, I've been thinking about outraged every one of those girls would be if the genders were reversed. If we saw a music video that portrayed a man shoving a woman and throwing a large, solid object at her head out of pure jealousy, we would be horrified. Social media would have blown up the other way - not out of enthusiasm, but out of anger. 

Is it because of solidarity that Taylor seems to be immune from this sort of scrutiny? Is it because 1989 is new and shiny, and Taylor is on top of the world? It can't be because of feminism, because feminism is about equality, not power over men. 

I don't have an answer, but I am genuinely curious to hear what you think. Watch the video below, and let me know what you think about Blank Space! 



Tuesday, November 11, 2014

If I Were Olivia Pope

If I were Olivia Pope...

... I would probably definitely look down on people who drink Three-Buck Chuck as I sip on ridiculously expensive wine out of a glass bigger than my head

... I wouldn't make so many sacrifices for Fitz. Six years (and counting) is too long to wait around for someone who can only offer empty promises, even if he is the president. 

... On that note, I wouldn't have encouraged Fitz to put the presidency before me. That probably makes me a bad American, but whatever. 

... I would probably have a much better handle on my life than I do right now. 

... All of my sneaking suspicions about the government, secret agencies, and scandals would be confirmed true. 

... I would have the most beautiful collection of white coats that look similar but are actually all different and special. Just in general, my business professional wardrobe would be on point. 

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... I would have a much bigger home than OP does now. Not that I would need it because I would be too busy to spend any time there. It would be decorated exactly the same, just more. 

... I would need years of therapy to sort out the mess my parents made in my brain. 

... I would definitely have had some sort of mental breakdown from all of the stress and scandal that goes on around me. 

... I never would have left that island. 
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Monday, November 10, 2014

Coats! Coats!

Living in Ohio, coats are an absolute necessity. I grew up with one pea coat and one snow coat and couldn't possibly understand why anyone would need more coats than that. Isn't that all you need? There isn't any more room in the family coat closet anyways

Then I watched The Devil Wears Prada for the first time. Since then, all I've ever wanted is to be Meryl Streep. Most specifically, the scene where she flings down all of her coats with so. much. sass. 



Naturally, in my attempts to be just like Meryl, I've started a little collection of coats that I'm hoping to grow a little each year. These are my favorites that I've come across during my online window shopping this season. I need them all. I think the pink is my favorite, but there's just something about the camel. And the black. But how cute is the white!?  Cheers to staying warm in style this winter. 






Friday, November 7, 2014

Seasonal Recipes: Pecan Pie

Growing up, I was one of those weird kids who didn't like the typical Fall desserts. Pumpkin pie freaked me out because, gross, it was orange. Apple pie was fine, but just fine. (I've since come around and love both, don't worry.) But my favorite time of year was when my mom would make her pecan pie. I loved the contrast between the gooeyness and the crunchiness, I loved the flavor, I loved everything. I whipped one up a few days ago and thought I would share the recipe! 

Serves:
6-8

Ingredients:
3 eggs
1 cup sugar
1 cup light corn syrup
3 Tbsp. butter
1 tsp. vanilla
1 cup broken pecans
1 unbaked 9" pie crust
5 pecan halves

Preparation:
Preheat oven to 400 degrees. 

Beat eggs, sugar, corn syrup, butter, and vanilla in a medium-sized bowl.

Mix in broken pecans by hand. 

Pour mixture into unbaked pie crust.

Arrange pecan halves on top to garnish. 

Cover crust edges with foil, and bake at 400 degrees for 10 minutes. 

Reduce heat to 350 degrees, and continue baking for 30-40 minutes. (Or until center is firm.)

Cool to room temperature before serving. 


Thursday, November 6, 2014

Neil Patrick Harris - Choose Your Own Autobiography: A Review

Haaave you met Neil? 


I was honestly so excited when I saw that Neil Patrick Harris was putting out an autobiography. I may not have grown up with Doogie, but I was hooked on How I Met Your Mother from the first episode. I know all the words to his Tony performances, and I am so unbelievably jealous of everyone who got to see Hedwig and the Angry Inch on Broadway. The book? Well...

I need to talk about two aspects of this book, one that I loved and one that I was disappointed by. 

I loved Neil's writing. Throughout the whole book, I found myself laughing, crying, and really thinking about what he was saying. Every word was so authentically, unapologetically him. Every section is written in second person, so as a reader, it's like you're feeling all of his feelings. I loved learning about his early life with David Burtka and their surrogate process. I cried when I read how he talks about his twins. (There's a passage where he describes taking them to Disney for the first time and re-experiencing childhood through their eyes. Cue all the waterworks.)  

But at the same time...

I hated the structure of this book. I totally get what he was trying to do - Choose Your Own Adventure. It was exactly like the Goosebumps books that I read growing up. Except with the Goosebumps books, I didn't care if I never found out what happened if I took the creepy staircase instead of going towards the scream that I heard outside. I so wanted to read every single word that Neil wrote in this book, but the structure made it difficult. I started at the beginning 4 times and still never made it to sections about How I Met Your Mother or Doogie Howser. At one point I was seriously considering making a spreadsheet to track page numbers and paths, but reading shouldn't be that hard. I also wish there were more pictures scattered throughout. 

All in all, I'd give this book a 3 out of 5. It's one that I'll come back to eventually with the hope of learning more about Neil, but also one that I gave up on the fourth time I reached the same happy, present-day ending. 

I received this book from Blogging for Books in exchange for my honest review. All opinions are, of course, my own. 

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Buckeye for Life

In six months, I will become a double graduate of my favorite place in the world - The Ohio State University. 

In six months I will no longer have to worry about term papers or finals because I'll be done. I'll be done with grad school, done going to class, and done with the chapter of my life that was being an Ohio State student.

In six months, I'll have to worry about finding alumni tickets for football games instead of sitting in the rowdy student section. (Just guessing, but I'm thinking it will no longer be acceptable to Buckeye Bounce and scream "Rip his f*cking head off!" every time we kick the ball away. Yes, you can hear it if you're watching on TV. Yes, it is one of my favorite parts of game day. 

In six months, I won't answer, "So what do you do?" with, "I go to Ohio State." I'll have to answer it with something adult and full-time. 

In six months, I won't walk around campus every day, smiling at all the crazy memories made there. (I still can't believe I jumped in a lake at the end of November, all in the name of hating Michigan. Twice.

In six months, I'm going to buy all of the alumni paraphernalia that exists in the whole world and deny that I won't be going back in the Fall. 

But in six months, I'll still be a Buckeye. Buckeye for life. 



Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Fall, Don't Go

This post is late. Like, way late. But since it snowed on Saturday, I wanted to go back and relive my favorite day of fall this year. About two weeks ago, Ryan and I went on one of my absolute favorite fall dates - apple picking! We like to go to Lynd Fruit Farm, just a little outside of Columbus. They have an incredible farmer's market, and you can pick-your-own apples at a great price! (Huge apples.) 

Some highlights from the day: 






We also picked out up a pumpkin and a few gourds to decorate around our fireplace, and a butternut squash that was turned into the most delicious butternut squash pasta! I, of course, came home and immediately made an apple pie that barely lasted through the weekend. (The whipped cream was gone even faster!)