Monday, September 24, 2012

Fall Bucket List

Fall is hands down my favorite season. This is partly due to the fact that my birthday is in October. Actually, it’s on Halloween. My personal celebrations begin as soon as Halloween decorations appear in drug stores. Fall is one big party in my mind. Not to mention, I have an affinity for jackets and boots and an eternal craving for pumpkin-flavored sweets.

Plus, there is something incredibly exciting about the start of a new school year. Classes begin, students crowd campus, summer stories are shared, and new memories are made. In my opinion, the true “new year” begins when the leaves change colors.

With Saturday being the first official day of fall, I felt compelled to make a few resolutions. But, society says resolutions are for January 1 ... So, I made a bucket list instead.

Here are the activities that I vow to accomplish this season:

1. Carve a pumpkin

2. Go to a pumpkin patch and/or a haunted house and/or go on a hayride (bonus points if I hit all three)

3. Eat candy corn and drink apple cider (Rest assured that I’ve done plenty of this already.)

4. Attend a minimum of four OU football games

One down, three to go

5. Take a hike, literally

6. Watch a parade (i.e. The Ohio University Homecoming Parade)

Homecoming 2010 (Bonus points if I see this guy again)

7. Play in the leaves (No, I’m not to old for this – and neither are you.)

8. Make one of the drool-inducing fall treats found in my recipe book a.k.a. on Pinterest

Chai cookies

9. Enjoy my final Halloween in Athens more than any other – The pressure is on!

Can it be topped? We shall see

10. Write down one thing I am thankful for each day, starting today, and read and the entire list on Thanksgiving

I intend to soak up every ounce of this wonderful season.

Fall may not be the technical beginning to the new year, but it smells like a fresh start to me … or maybe that’s just my pumpkin spice candle.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

The Little Things

I feel compelled to express my love for the little things. Trust me, I am all for showing gratitude for the big things -- family, friends, education, freedom. I am thankful for those things always. But, I admit that sometimes it's the small, often insignificant, usually superficial things that add a little extra light to my day.

If you follow me on Twitter, then you know that the Olympics occupied most of my free time throughout the past two weeks. I tweeted from the opening to the closing. Most of my tweets were incredibly enlightening and wise.

I predict NBC will fly me to Rio in 2016 to commentate.

Now that the games are over, I am in a bit of a post-Olympic depression. "The little things" are what I'm relying on to get through the first few days sans Ryan Lochte in a speedo.

Here's what's helping:

  • My nails are freshly painted. 

Revlon "Silver Screen" + Sally Hansen Xtreme Wear "Marine Scene"

  • Happy Endings is on tonight. I don't actually watch TV all that much. Sitting still is too hard. I turn on the tube for background noise and go about my business. Happy Endings, however, commands my attention. It's essentially a modern-day Friends.

Bring on the laughs

  • Speaking of Friends, Jennifer Aniston is engaged. This makes me happy. Friends reruns are my all-time favorite background noise (see above). I feel like I would fit in well with Chandler, Joey, Ross, Monica, Phoebe and Rachel. Because of that, I expect to be invited to the wedding. Obviously.

Take that, Angelina

  • Fall is coming. The Ohio heat wave seems to have ended, and cooler weather is creeping in. Fall is my absolute favorite season, so this excites me immensely. I like fall fashion; I like fall holidays; and I like mellowcreme pumpkin candies.

Let the festivities begin!

  • Taylor Swift came out with a new song for me to play on repeat and bop my head (read: dance like a fool) to. 
Check it out on her site: We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together
Thanks, T.

"The little things" may not always be enough, but they are certainly enough for me today.

It doesn't take a fanfare to bring a smile to this face.


Friday, July 27, 2012

Opposite Effect

Recently, I've noticed that certain things that should compel me to react or feel a certain way actually make me react and feel the exact opposite.

For example, you would think that staring at the boring (and damaged by previous male tenant) walls in my room would give me the urge to hang the decorations that are sitting in a box on my floor. It doesn't. Instead, I feel perfectly content leaving everything just as it is. Technically, I have decorations in my room. That counts, right?

Thanks, previous tenants and landlord -- these walls look fabulous!

It's the thought that counts

You would also think that my elementary school friends would be long forgotten by now. Wrong. We may all live hundreds of miles away from each other and go to colleges in different states, but we are still just the little girls from the block. (Holla, JLo!)

"L" if for Loydeen (Don't ask)

After the stories and inside jokes start to fly, it feels like nothing ever changed.

17 Again

And then, there's the Olympics. You might think that all the athletic hype would make me miss being involved in competitive sports. It doesn't. I honestly still have nightmares about high school soccer conditioning. I don't want any part of that. The only thing the Olympics has inspired me to do is stare at this picture:


And paint my nails gold.

Patriotism at its finest

Finally, you might think that I would've adjusted to being in a long-distance relationship after doing it for six months. I didn't. New York to Ohio, Las Vegas to Ohio, and Ohio to slightly father away in Ohio -- Not one of those distances made my heart grow fonder. I prefer my boyfriend to be within a 10-minute walking distance from me, thank you very much. Luckily for me (and our relationship), he moves back to Athens this week.

Just the way I like it ... awkward glasses and all

I can't explain these paradoxical perspectives, and I don't intend on trying. My mind has a mind of its own.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Signs Of A Relaxing Weekend

A rare and beautiful thing happened this weekend. This Type A gal didn't follow an itinerary or sneak in work. Instead, she emerged herself in fun, rested, and enjoyed good company. (Don't worry, Kellie will stop talking in third person now.)

Everything about this weekend screamed relaxation.

Check out the indicators:

1. I got to see this guy.

Oh, how I missed you

Some things never change

2. I slept like a baby. Literally, I probably slept the same amount as is required by a newborn child.

3. I hardly looked at my phone, let alone was conscious of where it was located.

4. I went to a Saturday matinee.

Sci-fi flick a.k.a. 100 girlfriend points for me

5. I didn't feel compelled to hook up the Internet modem that arrived Friday afternoon until Sunday evening.

This weekend, I disconnected from distractions and connected with people I love and things that matter. Monday crept in entirely too quickly.

Monday, June 18, 2012


Yesterday, I moved into my new house in Athens, Ohio. In a few months, six special ladies (prepare for countless "This is our house!" photos) will move in with me. For now, I'm sharing the space with a subleaser.

Moving into a new place is always a process. Miscellaneous belongings are scattered all over my room, there is no Internet or hot water, maintenance men are putting in new floors (read: making loud noises at 8 a.m.), and my clothes are having anxiety about whether or not they will fit in the closet (they won't).

It's a work in progress, but it will all come together eventually.

In the past month and a half, I've lived in New York City, Las Vegas, NYC again, Dayton, and Athens.

Life has been moving at full speed -- which is exactly why I feel compelled to slow down, take a breath, and reflect on everything I'm feeling, doing, and thinking right now.

Currently I am ...

  • Listening to this song on repeat:

  • Drinking Donkey coffee like it's water.

Need. More. Coffee!

  • Getting back in the swing of schoolwork (note the highlighter and planner in above photo). I'm taking two online classes this summer: Money & Banking and Ethics, Media & Society. Can you feel my excitement radiating through the computer? Because I can feel your jealousy.

  • Feeling incredibly thankful for my parents. Yesterday, they helped me move a bed, a desk, and a TV from my old house into my new house.

    Bodybuilders in disguise

  • Waiting impatiently for my pal Maddie's next blog post. She is interning in Manhattan this summer and is sharing her experiences via a witty and fashion-conscious blog. My NYC withdraw symptoms are greatly mitigated by her photos and musings. Our big city stays overlapped for one rainy day.

Passing off the NYC torch

  • Anticipating an emotionally-charged reunion with Ping, the Ohio University student gym. I missed that place more than I missed most people while I was gone.

... and now, I'm getting back to organizing and cleaning my new house like the shameless OCD sufferer I am.

What are you doing?

Friday, June 15, 2012

I'm Gone

I'll make this short and sweet -- I'm back in Ohio.

My New York adventures are over (for now), and all I have to say is this:

I am forever grateful for the people I met, lessons I learned, and memories I made. 

"Once in a lifetime" does not even touch the experience I had.

Monday, June 11, 2012

The View From Las Vegas

You can stop worrying. I made it back from Las Vegas alive. Actually, I've been back in New York for a week. And, somehow, I haven't blogged.

Let me explain myself.

In Las Vegas, I was working on location for a live telecast production. Our entire team worked seven days a week. Twelve hour workdays were the norm. (What is sleep?) Needless to say, I had little time for blogging. I also only had Internet access while in my office. The odds were against me, no matter how compelled I was to preserve my adventures in blog form.

Now that I've had some time to catch up on sleep in "The City That Never Sleeps," I will bring you up to speed on my Vegas work-ation. But, I'm going to use pictures to do it. Lingering exhaustion tends to contort my words into nonsense -- I'll spare you.

Here we go!

My first night on The Strip

My home for three weeks -- Planet Hollywood Resort & Casino

My room

My first full day in Vegas

"Did Caesar really live here?"

... Yes, yes he did

Check us out in theaters next month!

The (fake) Eiffel Tower

My Parisian meal from Mon Ami Gabi

Where I will tell people I stayed to impress them

My pseudo-debut on the red carpet

Trump Tower Pool

... Just because I could

Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!

Dinner at Bucca di Beppo

Embracing the whole "Year of the Dragon" thing

Watching the Bellagio fountain show


Comfort food from Serendipity

Enjoying vegetable sushi at KOI

Our night out at Marquee

Above & Beyond

The Blonde Brigade

Me and Giuliana Rancic, my role model and favorite TV personality
P.S. G is as amazing in real life as she is on TV
P.P.S. In my head, I'm on nickname basis with her

Our beautiful PR team on the 2012 Miss USA Red Carpet
(Taken by staff photographer Greg Harbaugh)

There you have it, a picture book of my trip to Las Vegas. Maybe once I have a little more time to reflect on everything I did in Sin City (read: think a complete thought), I will use sentences and punctuation to describe it.

... Or, maybe I won't.

After all, a picture's worth a thousand words. Consider this my Vegas novel.
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