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Friday Randomness : Animal Edition
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| I spend inordinate amounts of time on the internet. I spend hours a day surfing the web for work (if we were talking in person, I'd use air quotes around the word work), so I keep a file of random clippings. Yesterday I spent the day in the hospital with my father and while he was in surgery, I scrolled through the file. I couldn't help but smile and I hope these animals start your weekend off with with a grin. |






My father is recuperating and I'm happy to have been reminded that life's moments are spent with those you love...all while smiling.
Happy Friday! |




    

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Friday Randomness : Season of Marriage Proposals
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I love the days following Christmas...Facebook, email, and all forms of social media are filled with girls using an abundance of exclamation points, posting pictures of their engagement rings, and practicing writing their new and forthcoming last name. Christmas is one of the most popular times to pop the question, so I love seeing all the details. I'm a sucker for a good marriage proposal (yes, I'm THAT girl who'll YouTube emotional proposals...don't hate), so this season is one of my faves!
If, however, you're in the waiting-for-a-ring stage, here are a few tips one might find useful...and when the time comes to hire a wedding photographer, you know who to call, boo.
For those who struggle verbalizing their emotions, why not try this Declaration of Romantic Intent... |


| Or you could try it the Rudy Huxtable way... |


| And there's never been a compliant about a true gentleman... |


| When all else fails, you could always ask your dad for advice... |


| Although I have to say if Ernest Hemingway wrote this note to me, I'd likely PROPOSE TO HIM! |


| And when you find that right person, nothing in life is sweeter than enjoying a cup of morning coffee with cups that say it all... |






    

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Friday Randomness : Chistmas Gift Ideas
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I t's a running joke in my family, but it's not really funny. Someone will find a different way to poke fun about the same thing: Let's see how many Christmas gifts Jasmine will return this year! Hardy har har. I don't think I'm a hard person to shop for, but apparently I am (as displayed from last year's bottle of Melatonin, a pair of socks, and banana hanger as gifts received). I actually like giving gifts more than I like getting them, but in case my family is looking for a few hints, I found this hilarious site filled with so many gift options, I couldn't contain myself.
If you're looking an aquarium desk, a Batman snuggie, or Maury Povich You Are Not The Father greeting cards, this store is for you. Here are a few things I wouldn't mind this Christmas (hey, mom, feel free to take notes)...
Ninja cookie cutters? And then I died. |


| I think JD looks handsome in a suit...SO WHY NOT WEAR SUIT PAJAMAS TO BED?! |


| Why drink a gin+tonic when you can order a gin+Titanic?! |


| This calendar alone is enough reason to wake up with a smile...popping bubble wrap every day? Sign me up! |


| I don't want to say I'm territorial, but I wouldn't mind if my ice cream was on lock down. F'real. |


| Speaking of sweets, this Endless Edges brownie pan is GENIUS! |


| I wouldn't say I'm lazy, but anytime you can combine utensils, I'm game. |






    

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Friday Randomness : Science Edition
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I n high school, Mr. Sims, the beloved Chemistry teacher, made his students memorize the periodic table. I sat in his AP Chemistry class and watched as he neatly solved scientific equations on the board and spoke about ionic bonds. I don't remember much from the class (except I liked the smell the bunsen burner produced...weird, I know), but what sticks out to this day was Mr. Sims' passion. He'd stand in front of the class with his black shoes and white socks and wave his arms trying to get us to care more about alkali metals and less about prom.
I never worked harder in a class than I did Chemistry, partly because I wanted Mr. Sims' approval and to show I cared about chemically bonded elements (well, sort of). I guess it goes to show that if you love something with all your heart, you'll get others to care about it as well.
Mr. Sims, this Random Friday post is dedicated to you. |


| This is what the periodic table looks like to me these days... |




| I don't know if this lamp is scientific, exactly...but I love it. If a kid asked me how these balloons were illuminated, I'd simply say: SCIENCE, duh. |


| The science of cleaning... |






    

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Friday Randomness : What's On My Mind
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A s a kid, I'd hide money in random places for a rainy day. In a band-aid box, in my pillow case (gross, I know), in my sock drawer. I didn't know when I'd need money, so I hid it to brighten a day that had yet to arrive (I was a strange kid). These tendencies have stuck around because I found a stash of hidden gift cards in my desk drawer. It felt like Christmas in November. Now, who wants to go to Chipotle?!
We're headed to Nebraska to photograph a wedding. I'm resisting the urge to picture myself running through fields of corn.
I've successfully kept a plant alive for four months. This is a personal record. It's a cactus, but still.
My goal is to do all my Christmas shopping online...this is partially because I want to stay organized, and partially because I can sneak in a few gifts for myself without feeling guilty. HOW ELSE WOULD I MEET THE FREE SHIPPING MINIMUM?
I cried yesterday while JD and I walked our dog. I was happily munching on an apple when JD said, You must really like that apple... And then I cried. Little did JD know that phrase (you must really like that ____) was what the mean boys said when they saw me eating. In sixth grade, I was picked on for being overweight and the boys would make loud scarfing sounds if I was seen eating or drinking in public. Decades later, my husband hugged and apologized for resurrecting awful memories (to his defense, he didn't know about the phrase) and swore he'd buy me a lifetime of apples.
We're celebrating Thanksgiving at my mom's house this year and we've divided up who's responsible to bring side dishes. I was asked to bring bread rolls. I suspect this is a not-so-secret diss on my cooking skills.
We spent a few days in Santa Barbara this week and a certain someone believed room service was all about him. Can you say DIVA?! |






    




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