Borne Wisdom

Thank you sweet baby jesus.

Tue, 06 Nov 2012 23:48:19 -0500

You're not a cool mom.

Tue, 09 Oct 2012 22:03:57 -0400

Tonight I went to see Pitch Perfect (side note, for a music nerd like me it was aca-awesome). As the previews began, a woman walked into the theatre with her husband, pushing a stroller. At first I thought “meh, I’ve seen people bring newborns to a movie, they sleep through the whole thing. happened at batman”. Whoaaa no. This woman had a 4-5 year old child. The child walked around, talked, shouted, and cried the whole time. This film was PG-13. Plenty of rough language. This kid repeated several lines verbatim, surely she would have no qualms repeating “horse shit” (hilarious in the context of the film). At one point, the child stands up and points to the screen stating “mommy, I do not love this show”. Ma’am, clearly your child doesn’t want to be there. Why force us to hang out with her?

The end.

yep. smooching pug puppies.

Mon, 03 Sep 2012 22:03:03 -0400

yep. smooching pug puppies.

comesingaboutlove: heathicorn: Andrew Garfield’s face during...

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 08:09:17 -0400

comesingaboutlove:

heathicorn:

Andrew Garfield’s face during the Godspell performance.

#honey are you okay

The best face of the entire night.

Pitching In.

Fri, 25 May 2012 17:07:24 -0400

Let me be upfront for a moment. I pitch in far more than the average live-at-home-at-24 daughter. I freely and willingly do a heck of a lot around the house. I provide entertainment and sometimes keep both of my parents sane. I sacrifice my lunch hour to drive home and take the dogs out whenever my mother can’t do it. When the go on vacation, I’m expected to be the house sitter and mind the dogs. They are far more maintenance than any animals I have ever witnessed.

However, I am still a mere peon in the business world. My perks and benefits are few and far between. So when I’m given permission to leave work early, I intend on taking full advantage of that time I’m given. Unfortunately, I was not able to take any bit of that time off for my own benefit. I was told today I could leave at 3pm, two hours early- this is unheard of. But, oh shucks, my parents are at the lake- and our AC unit needs repairs. So, instead of my parents staying at home during the week, they take off for the lake. My parents. Who have unlimited time off. They can’t be bothered to stay one extra day, during the week, it’s not even the weekend, to hang out around the house and make sure the AC is fixed. So here I am. it’s 5pm, the time I would usually be leaving the office. This time any other week I would be heading to the lake. I could have left TWO HOURS AGO. But nope, I need to pitch in and sit on my ass and wait.

Favorite Musicals of 2011: Catch Me if You Can

Wed, 28 Dec 2011 15:40:21 -0500

Favorite Musicals of 2011: Catch Me if You Can

IgA Deficiency

Wed, 09 Nov 2011 20:32:24 -0500

Sooo let me be clear here. I’m not thankful that I have IgA deficiency. However, I’m glad that I know about it and there are doctors who understand what the heck I’m talking about. Having a colonoscopy at age 20 is less than ideal, but after having a sorority sister diagnosed with cancer after a colonoscopy, I’m willing to take any and all precautions when it comes to my intestinal system. The sinus infections blow, but ya know what? It’s better knowing how to deal with it than suffering for months at a time like I did in lower school. I’m thankful for all of my doctors. I’m thankful for the nice pharmacist at CVS who knows I’m not getting mass amounts of Mucinex just to make meth. I’m thankful for Emergen-C and my gummy vites that keep me healthy most of the time.

home

Tue, 08 Nov 2011 18:17:57 -0500

I’m so thankful for my house. My home. Not just the roof over my head, but the warm feeling that comes with it. I may be 23 and living with my parents, but I still feel welcome. It’s still my home, not just my parents’.

G-Parents

Mon, 07 Nov 2011 21:47:56 -0500

To my friends who still have grandparents living, I implore you, CHERISH THEM.

I have one remaining grandparent, my dear darling Nana. She is 94 now, and after multiple strokes, is wheelchair bound and has very little short term memory. She knows who we are, God bless her, but has to be reminded which grandchild belongs to who. We lost my Papa two years ago last month, who was battling with dementia. After his last stroke, I went with my mom to take him from the rehab facility back to the nursing home where he and Nana lived. He rode in the front seat. When we got to the nursing home, I hopped out and opened his door and helped him get out of the seat belt. He looked at me and asked “Do you work here?” That was the first time he really had no idea who I was. I knew that moment was coming, I just didn’t think it would ever actually happen. This is my cousin Betsy and Nana and Papa at our last thanksgiving with them together.

My paternal grandparents, Donna and Papa Chal, were so much fun to spend time with. They took me to Disney World for the first (and currently, only) time. Donna taught me to sing, and LOUD.

We lost Papa to cancer when I was in High School- which got me involved in Relay for Life on a much more personal level. He was in Hospice towards the end, and I didn’t really understand what that meant at the time. Donna fell at home and hit her head when I was home after sophomore year of college. My mom and I were visiting Nana and Papa at the nursing home when Dad called Mom’s cell. I answered, quite exasperated that we had told him where we were and that we would be home soon. He said to come to the ER. There was nothing anyone could do, the ventilator was the only thing keeping her with us. This was the only time I ever had to say goodbye to someone knowing I’d never see them again. It was terrible, and I miss her all the time. When they turned it off, she stayed with us for over a week. Donna was a fighter.

I didn’t mean for this to be so depressing, but I want to instill the importance of grandparents. I wish I had spent more time with them, asked more questions, listened more. Please, Please, to anyone reading this: take advantage of the grandparents you have. I miss mine.

Fing Fong Fam

Mon, 07 Nov 2011 21:22:16 -0500

I could litter this post with umpteen million photos of my family. We have enough of them. What I want to get across in this “Letter F” post is how important my family is to me. I live at home, yes, at age 23. There is no question to this, however. My parents are great roomies, and I’d be pretty bored if I lived by myself. Going beyond the parentals, my sister is one of my biggest influences in my life.

We’re very different, and yet we’re absurdly similar. Whenever I talk to her, I always feel like there’s so much I want to talk about, and yet it all comes out as garbled movie quotes and silly inside jokes. I’m always so excited for her to come home, and haaaate how far away she is. If she weren’t so darn happy in Boston, I’d be on her case to come home more often.

Ellie Bellie

Mon, 07 Nov 2011 21:09:34 -0500

For the letter E- I am SO thankful for my Ellie Bellie. Ellie is my cousin Lindsey’s baby, and I’m absolutely obsessed with her. She’s so stinking cute and I couldn’t be happier that Lindsey, her husband Justin, and Ellie are moving to Fort Wayne from Chicago. I don’t want to miss a single moment of this precious little nugget growing up.

Today, I’m thankful for Dogs. Mine especially, but dogs in...

Fri, 04 Nov 2011 16:30:34 -0400

Today, I’m thankful for Dogs. Mine especially, but dogs in general. They make life so much better.

Nov 3rd- a day late oopies.

Fri, 04 Nov 2011 15:06:00 -0400

So this was meant for yesterday, but I got caught up in packing for the weekend.

Canterbury School

If I were to be thankful for anything besides family and health, it would be Canterbury. My home for 15 years. I started attending Canterbury at age 3 all the way through senior year of high school. Since I’ve moved home, I’ve gotten involved in the alumni association and it has really helped broaden my social circle. Alums that I had never met and are much older than I are so willing to befriend me and include me in their activities. It’s been a blast so far, and I’m excited to see our work benefit the institution I love so dearly.

November 2nd-

Wed, 02 Nov 2011 18:03:43 -0400

This is post one of two for the day. As I was thinking “hmm what am I thankful for that starts with a B?”, my mind finally wandered to the answer that should have slapped me in the face 30 seconds prior: broadway. Like, seriously, me?

I’ve been in love with musical theatre for as long as I can remember. I didn’t enjoy movies as a child unless music was involved. I’ve been in a musical every year of my life since I was in Kindergarten. I’ll have to double check my facts regarding college years but i’m pretty friggen sure. I co-hosted a broadway-themed radio show my junior year of college- it was the best. Most listened to Sirius/XM station? On Broadway. My college graduation present? A trip to New York to see some shows. My first ever trip to the big apple, and we saw two of the hottest shows that season: Catch Me If You Can and How To Succeed in Business Without Really Trying. Both of which won Tony awards that year. I loved every second of that trip.

Bringing it back around to why I’m thankful for broadway- broadway has shaped the person I am today. Broadway is accepting of all cultures, races, religions- the weirdos, the outcasts, the over-achievers, the picturesque ingenue. Literally anyone can make it there, you just have to be the right type in front of the right people at the right time. It’s a fickle profession, I wish I had the guts (and the funding) to try and make it, but that’s one of those things I’ll always dream about.

November-

Tue, 01 Nov 2011 22:03:31 -0400

Sorry I’m not much of a blogger- I try to be, then I think people are judging me for not doing my real job. A friend of mine is doing this on Facebook and while I think it’s slightly cheesy, it doesn’t mean I don’t think it’s worth a try. Every day this month I’m going to list something I’m thankful for- she’s doing the ABC’s every day til Thanksgiving, which I guess will be inspiration but not necessarily required.

Today: www.asheragency.com

My place of employment, where I spend half my life, and the main reason I came home after graduation. I’m the youngest of my entire extended family, and I’m the only one who has shown any interest in the family business. It makes a lot of sense for me to work here, and I’m very thankful they had room for me- now it seems like there’s too much work and not enough people! For some of the Asherites, their lives revolve around their jobs because they have a lot of responsibilities. For me, it’s my life because my life has literally revolved around Asher since I was born. My school holidays were spent coloring in the conference room. As I got older, punishments involved answering the phones on vacation. Being the boss’ kid is a blessing and a curse, for sure. I have no authority whatsoever, and I feel like I’m under constant scrutiny. But some of the people have been working there since before I was born, and are part of my family. Sometimes I have some interesting information, sometimes I feel like I don’t know anything that’s going on. Ah, the nature of the beast.

Happy November, this month is Lung Cancer Awareness Month. Don’t smoke. It’s gross.

You know what grinds my gears? Radio and TV station reps. Stay at your desk and do your job,...

Thu, 14 Jul 2011 09:15:47 -0400

You know what grinds my gears? Radio and TV station reps. Stay at your desk and do your job, dammit.

Photo

Wed, 22 Jun 2011 15:07:52 -0400

Photo

Tue, 10 May 2011 11:46:05 -0400

Shmooper Preppy Giveaway!

Mon, 21 Mar 2011 09:21:47 -0400

So one blogger whom I follow religiously is College Prepster http://www.thecollegeprepster.com - She’s doing a giveaway along with an ADORBS preppy merchant called Marley Lilly. It’s like a Tervis. But way cuter. And I didn’t even think that was possible. Check it out over at College Prepster!

sesamestreet: When in doubt, keep your eyes open and hold your...

Fri, 11 Mar 2011 09:42:38 -0500

sesamestreet:

When in doubt, keep your eyes open and hold your snuffle high!

truer words were never spoken.