Thursday, March 31, 2011

Date a Girl Who Reads

I had to share this.  If you've already read this, I'm sure you won't mind reading it again. 

                        the Good Life, April 2011 

"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’sUlysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books ... for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Asian, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snoww off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes."

- by Rosemarie Urquico

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Embrace the Unexpected Surprise

I've been in a fog all day long.  That's what I get for staying up way past my bedtime.  I like sleeping.  I don't have much to say today due to said sleep deprivation.  Actually, I'm feeling a little better right now.  Thank you, Coffee.  Coffee at 9pm.  We'll see how this goes. 

Now I don't know about you, but I love musicals.  Enjoy this grocery store musical.  I could've used something like this to brighten my day.  We should totally do this.  Who's with me?  No one?  I thought so. Watching people's reactions to unexpected surprises is priceless!





I would've liked to stumble across this too.


                                 

What would you do if you came across a strange black box with a little red button?  So mysterious!  Ooh!

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Be Who You Are And Say What You Feel

I love a good quote.  I love typography.  I love typography with a quote and pretty picture.

As much as I love me some quotes, I cannot for the life of me ever remember them.  You know those people who can quote classic movie lines and can go for hours?  I'm not one of those people.  Although, I don't rewatch movies very often either.  That is why if I see a good quote I might be rushing to put it on this blog before I forget.  This is in hopes that possibly through writing about it, I will remember.    

You know those getting to know you questions that occur sometimes at work related functions or Pamper Chef parties?  Everyone go around the room and tell us your name and a little bit about yourself.  Or if your life were a movie what genre would it be and what movie star would play you in the movie of your life?  For one, who comes up with these questions?  Two, does anyone else abhor these little activities as much as I do?  I know it's coming and I know I have no possible answer for this question.  Everyone else is coming up with all these clever, witty answers and I've got nothing.  I need to get my hands on a list of these questions and come up with something good that I can use over and over again.  Sometimes I hate me!

 Moving on...

I liked this quote, because it got me thinking about how much I bite my tongue or do not say how I really feel about things in order to avoid confrontation, offending anyone, hurting peoples feelings, etc.  I catch on pretty quick as to what I can and cannot talk about with whoever I am with at the moment.  It would be nice to live in a world where we could all speak with no inhibitions and it not affect any of our relationships or reputations.

How many people truly know who you really are?  It's amazing when you find those few friends who you can truly be yourself around.  The type of friends who tell you like it is and you do the same.  You know that whatever they might do and say doesn't even matter because you know they care about you this much.  My arms are stretched out showing how much.  Even though you can't see me, you get the idea.  It only makes your friendship stronger.  Even on this blog, I watch what I write about and though I carefully think before I type I have already had some minor repercussions.  To that I say, read the above quote.  Those who mind don't matter.  I like it!

Monday, March 28, 2011

Guilty Pleasure: Korean Dramas

While we were over in Malaysia, we didn't have a TV or Internet.  Can you imagine?  What would we do with all that free time?  We did have our computer, but we didn't bring any DVDs with us.  I don't know what we were thinking!  We played a lot of cards.  We rotated between Big Two (a card game we were taught over there), Duker (or what everyone else seems to call Nertz. It's Duker, okay?), and Spades.  We played almost every night and pretty much every other opportunity we had.  We had many.  It is amazing when you are not working, you get everything done and then what do you do?  Watch TV.  Erm, no TV.  Surf the Internet.  Nope.  What a predicament!  Anyone like playing cards as much as we do, because since we've been back there has been a huge lack of card playing in our lives and way more TV and Internet usage.  No bueno. 

Now, I know you are thinking Taylor, get to the point already.  Have you not gotten used to how my brain works and these ramblings that eventually get us to the point, if I ever had one in the first place.  While we were in Malaysia, we were introduced to the Korean Drama.  These are Korea's version of television shows.  Some friends gave us some DVDs and we pretty much devoured those, because we were DVD deprived by this point. 

I'm not speaking for all Korean Dramas, because I only watched a couple, but the ones I watched are adorable!  There seem to be a couple genres, melodramatic and somber or cheesy adorable cutesy *enter all other words of this type you can think of*.  I have watched the latter.  You can not help but be happy watching these.  They are like happy pills for all you sad pandas everywhere.  They are also extremely innocent and wholesome.  It was so refreshing.  It's a huge deal if the main characters hug!  How precious! 

Let me just warn you, do not watch a Korean Drama if you are looking for serious acting.  They tend to be over dramatic and exaggerate their expressions in everything they do.  Again, so cute!  We watched My Girl, which I think is my favorite.  Others we watched were Boys Over Flowers (what does that even mean?), Beethoven Virus, Full House.

Are you ready for the Korean Drama?  I don't know if you can handle the sugary sweet cheesy goodness.  Did I mention cute?!  Check out a little bit of this clip from My Girl.  Now I want to go watch it again!  I know, I'm pathetic.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Etsy Loving

A little Etsy loving for your Monday.  Do you think these are as adorable as I do or am I just 24 going on 90?  I love Etsy for inspiration for all things crafty. 







So true!  We are all weird.




 Now excuse me, I'm off to have some tea with biscuits, wrap myself in a cozy blanket, snuggle up with my cats and watch Lawrence Welk while doing my needlepoint.  Well, everything but the Lawrence Welk part and the cats.

Friday, March 25, 2011

I Haven't Posted In Awhile... And Now It's Friday!

We haven't had TV channels coming into our house for a great long while now.  I liked this, because I would tell people we don't have cable and then they would be left wondering what we did with all that non tv watching time and I hate commercials.  We do watch everything live streaming on our computer and also have Netflix, so there is definitely still a lot of time wasting going on. 

We just got an antennae so that we could get the basic channels, mostly for the news, because it's good to know what's going on in the world occasionally.  Instead of bettering ourselves and increasing our knowledge of the world's events, we ended up watching a late night talk show the other night.  They had this little girl supposedly an internet sensation as a guest on the show.  Her name is Rebecca Black.  She has this little gem of a song going round the interwebs.  I hate television for making me look up this youtube video.  Ahh, so obnoxious!  If you clicked on that link, don't hate me!  You can only blame yourself. 

If you did in fact click on the link, I know I would have, you probably now have that song running through your head on this beautiful Friday.  I'll share a little song that gets stuck in my head, but that you will not HATE with all your being, in fact you will love it.  At least I do.






P.S.  Did everyone else just love The Office Proposal this week?  Love!  Why oh why do they make us wait so long in between episodes though?  Next week is another rerun.  Boo.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Little Thank You Notes

Dear Work,
Thank you for making me appreciate days off.

Dear Seventy Degree Weather,
Thank you for coming back.  I thought you were gone forever or at least for six months until next winter.  You could stick around for another few months if you'd please.

Dear Patterns,
Thank you, Patterns, for being so easy to mix and match making my outfit completely intentionally random.  I notice some people looking at me with a slight perplexed expression on their faces as if to say does she know that that does not match at all?  Yes, I do in fact.  I cannot help that your matching pastels of an outfit makes me want to vomit.  Next time pass on the lime green shoes.


Dear Green Tea,
Thank you for being delicious!  You have never failed me.  Winning the Starbucks Lottery with the prize of a free drink led me to you yesterday, Green Tea Frappuccino.  Today was Iced Green Tea Chai.  Tea has been knocking my socks off and I don't know why I ever did not like you!  I feel like a grown up in the taste buds department.  There is still no hope for liking raw Tomatoes though, so I guess I'm not so grown up after all. 

Dear Wind,
Thank you for helping me to...


Dear Auto Correct,
You are so dumb sometimes.  I don't know why you keep changing Syd to STD.  Don't you know, that is not nice.  Also, you changed let's go thrifting to let's go thrusting the other day.  Thanks for giving me some good unexpected laughs!

Dear Pay Day,
I wish there was no such thing as money.  Since it does unfortunately exist, I like to have a little bit here and there.  Thank you, Pay Day.  I shall keep you.  

Dear Charlie's,
Thank you making me actually like the name Charlie.  But only if you are British and are an adorable baby or hilariously awkward and making fun of Justin Bieber with a British accent.

Love, Taylor
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