Influences

I’ve been thinking very much lately about how I let people influence me. Some in good ways, some in bad. I tend to be easily influenced which is something I’m just now admitting out loud.{epiphany}
While in my sophomore year in college I met a girl (who for all intensive purposes we will call, Jezebel). Jezebel was the type of girl who is magnetic. She never had a shortage of friends who wanted to be around her or men who were interested in her. It was almost like a spell she put on people. I was one such person. I wanted to be her friend and her to be mine. And that’s exactly what happened. For the next 4 years we were almost inseparable. We had our tiffs like people do but managed to get over them. She knew all my little quirks and “isms” and, as cliche as it sounds, we actually did finish each others sentences. Well, things didn’t quite work out for Jezebel and I. True colors were shown and they were not colors I liked. Now I look back at those years with a new perspective. I think about the things I did or changed about myself because of being friends with Jezebel. More of them bad than good. I’m not proud of it.
On the other side of the coin, there are my friends who influence me in the best of ways. First I’ll talk about one of my oldest friends, who we will call Peace Sign. Peace Sign and I have known each other since 8th grade and are closer than ever. There is no one in my life that I giggle more with. It can’t even be helped. Just being around her fills me with joy and love and any hard exterior I have up immediately sheds itself. I can be my silliest, most innocent self with her. Peace Sign is contagious in her unwavering belief in true love. For a long time I didn’t really think that being in love really existed but she makes me feel that it is out there and it’s attainable! She’s a wonderful influence and I love her dearly.
Secondly, I will talk about a friend who I haven’t known for very long but am clearly a kindred spirit with. We will call her Green Goodness.  I don’t know if I can put Green Goodness into words for anyone to really grasp her effect on people. She emits the kind of good vibes that can fuel an acre of wind turbines! When we are together I suddenly feel like I can change the world in a day. It’s the strangest thing and it’s slightly addictive. She is one of the most genuinely nice and good people I know. Like with Peace Sign, whenever I’m hanging out with Green Goodness I feel like my truest self. I don’t have to change who I am or pretend to be someone I’m not. It’s joy and happiness in it’s purest form. I adore her and our times together. 
I think everyone has their own Jezebel at some point their life. It’s hard to realize it in the moment, but if you do part ways with him/her take a look back at your time together. Learn from the experience and you will know how to avoid him/her in the future, or at least keep them at arms distance. On a happy note, there are people like Peace Sign and Green Goodness out there and they are SO worth your time and love. When you find them, nurture and cherish them and never be afraid to tell them about their great influence on you. 

To: My future Mr.

Dear Future Mr.

I think about you from time to time. Not stressfully or in any great search. Just now and then I wonder what you’re doing. Are you across town or across the country? Do I already know you or are we yet to meet? Maybe you’re loving someone right now. Maybe you’re waiting for me. Maybe we’ll cross paths and not even know it. Regardless just know that I do look forward to our life together someday and I can’t wait to share everything with you. Well, I can wait, but….you know what I mean.

Someday Yours,
Sarah

buts

I own a watch but I rarely wear it 
I don’t want to have children yet but I want to be a young mother
I don’t like nuts but I love snickers bars
I don’t want to live in Falconer forever but I would for the the right person
My feet are a size 9 but I’m only 5’4″
 
I believe in second chances but not thirds and fourths
No one can tell me when I’m wrong but sometimes I am
I’m not a virgin but I’ve never made love
Vanilla ice cream is my favorite but I make an exception for Ben and Jerry’s Fish Food 
I’m loud and outspoken but I keep so much more inside
I don’t want to get fat but I look forward to being pregnant…someday
I can be in the worst mood imaginable but a great song can change my day
I hate being cold but I love needing to wrap up in a blanket
So I’m a bundle of contradictions. I think sorting them out is part of growing up and figuring out who I am. Some things will change, some things won’t. the Joy is in the Journey

social networking-1, romance-0

I don’t know if it’s my age, the way I was raised, or just where I am in my life, but lately I am entirely over the idea of people hiding behind things like facebook, IM, and text. In particular, people who are romantically interested in someone. With the invention of these networking devices it became easy for people to not have face-to-face interactions and hide behind their computer. Now I’m not trying to point any fingers because I’ve done it too. But I find myself being more annoyed by it now.A couple months ago the strangest thing happened. It seemed like once a week a guy came out of the wood work and was interested in ME (weird in the first place because I wasn’t really putting myself out there. at all). Now of course all this attention was flattering and part of me enjoyed it but I couldn’t help being bothered by the fact that ALL of them went about their “smooth moves” on facebook! One of them is someone I see on a fairly regular basis whom I’ve know for years. Since I moved home whenever we were around each other, he wouldn’t even speak to me! Now, knowing him, I do know that he is a very shy guy but still, how are you going to talk to my mom (who was next to me!) and not say hello and then send me a facebook message overflowing with your emotions. I’m not Medusa! You will NOT turn into stone if you look at my eyes!
I can recall two other times where something similar happened, only those two skipped the message all together and used chat or just posted their number on my wall! All I can do is wonder: Is this how relationships are started now? Am I going to start my next relationship with my computer and not a person? I don’t think I’m okay with that. I think people should have the guts to look someone in the eye and ask them a question. “Will you go out with me sometime? Can I call you? Will you be my significant other?” I can’t remember the last time I HEARD any of those questions and I don’t think I’m the only one.
When did rejection become something so terrifying that people can’t just talk to each other? The worst answer one can get is a “no”. So what! It’s really not the end of the world. I intend on being more present and enjoying peoples faces more; hearing voices more. Try it! It can only enrich the relationships you have.

seam allowance

tada!

One of the first things you learn about sewing with a machine are seam allowances. For those that don’t know, a seam allowance is amount of space from the edge of your fabric to your stitching.
As a young sewer, for some reason, I never really payed attention to seam allowances and it usually got me into A LOT of trouble. I was a speed sewer and didn’t have time to pay attention to such things. This made for lots of seam ripping and back-tracking and groaning.
I college I HAD to be better about paying attention to seam allowances. I was either being graded on the things I made or they had to go on stage for a show. It was a good thing because I finally started to slow down and take my time. My work became better and better.
——> Fast forward to the present time!<——-
I’ve been working on a new quilt lately with a pattern called a disappearing 4 patch. With all the other things I’ve been working on I only sew a block now and then just for fun. Well, this bit me in the butt the other night. I had made two blocks before Christmas and they came out beautifully. This past week I had a little time on my hands and decided to make another block. I cut out the fabric(four 6″ squares) and sewed them, cut them, and sewed them again. For some reason things weren’t lining up like they were supposed to tho. I looked at the finished product and it clearly wasn’t as nice as the other two. I compared them and this new one was VERY much smaller than the others. The edges were uneven and it was much smaller. It was all very puzzling. Until it hit me. MY SEAM ALLOWANCES!!!! I forgot that the first blocks had smaller seam allowances. Luckily I had enough fabric to cut new squares so, today, that’s what I did. The difference was astounding.

Granted the edges on the new one are still a little wonky, but that can be fixed. The important part is the difference in size. Clearly the smaller block will not fit in the quilt with the others.
The moral of the story: watch your seam allowances!!!!! They are not to be under-estimated. At all. Ever. Really.I’m serious.  🙂
Hopefully the rest of my blocks won’t give me as much trouble as this one did! If this is the worst then I think it will be a wonderful quilt.

Russian Navy

check out this and other colors!

I took some time to do a girl thing today and got my nails done. Picking a color can usually be pretty stressful so you can imagine my delight when the first polish I picked up was “the one”! It’s by O.P.I and it’s called Russian Navy. Now, I am a huge fan of both dark purple and navy and usually choose dark purple, but this polish was awesome in the fact that it’s a little bit of both. Sometimes it looks navy and others it looks dark purple. I usually don’t get overly excited about products and such but I can’t help but share the news on this one.

please excuse the dry hands. Working at Joanns dries a girl out!

Most importantly, it was nice to take some time to sit and rest and do something nice for me. I think it’s essential for people to take some “me time” and do something they want and not necessarily need. I highly recommend finding your “me thing” and enjoy it guiltlessly! (yes i know that’s not a real word)

Much Love xoxo

a drive with a view

As I drove to work the other day I happened to look out my passenger window and this was greeting me. I knew I had to stop and take a picture but more importantly, take a moment. I drive up and down this road 5 days a week and and rarely take the time to look around. Clearly I’ve been missing out.
Take the time to stop and look around. You never know what you might have been missing all this time on your drive through life. Could be a person or just a really great view. Regardless, I don’t think you’ll regret it.

Love Bomb

I’ve had this song stuck in my head for a few days now. It’s by N.E.R.D. from their album Seeing Sounds. The whole album is great and I highly suggest it if you like their music. There’s something about the imagery of a love bomb that I enjoy very much. I think I would much rather be bombed with love over anything else. On the same token I’d rather bomb others with love than with, say, body odor or curse words or judgment.

“Don’t need another love song, we need a love bomb