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List #10 – Meaningful Gifts

Finally, a list that doesn’t make me cry (with sad tears, at least). The things listed below are by no means an exhaustive list of sentimental gifts, but I’m too emotionally exhausted to mention everything.

And I’m convinced a gift is only as meaningful as both parties allow it to be. While I normally explain why things are on my list, I think I’ll leave the meaningfulness between me and the other person involved.

  • A magnet with the quote from George Bernard Shaw: “Never wrestle with a pig. You get dirty, and besides, the pig likes it.”
  • A Mini Cooper Hot Wheels car, which I’ve had sitting on my work or home desk the past two years
  • My lime green baking pan from my grandma that was one of their wedding gifts
  • A lime green journal
  • A floral circlet, hand crafted with blue and silver ribbons and roses
  • My first bookshelf
  • Certain handmade pieces of jewelry
  • Keys
  • My first SLR camera
  • This flip board
  • Time spent together, something I’m clearly referring to in more than one situation
  • The two things that hang from my rear view mirror
  • An alarm clock
  • A white scarf

Sadly, I live in a circle of people who give meaningful gifts (or I inject meaning into them), yet I’m horrible at remembering when I give meaningful gifts. Some that I can think of:

  • Annual calendar of family photo updates for my grandma
  • Crocheted hats/scarves
  • Puppy chow
  • Letters

Have I given you a meaningful gift I may not have mentioned? Let me know. I’ll have to add it to the list … or just start doing more intentional gift-giving again.


List #7 – Today I Saw …

Pretty self-explanatory. Today I saw …

  • lovely artwork from both Jamie & Casey
  • the shadow of my hair swinging as I ran
  • Jamie’s smiling face
  • cute old couples cruising in vintage cars with the top down
  • a failed Skype chat with this face
    (but yay for a good ol’ phone conversation instead)
  • a grasshopper
  • my fridge get organized
  • bacon sizzling
  • lyrics to the new Jars of Clay album

List #4 – Biggest Time Wasters

I’m not sure what I think of today’s prompt. I will admit that I waste time (we all do, for better or worse), but I’m not sure how much time I want to admit to wasting. 🙂
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List #3 – Things Younger Me Would Like About Current Me

We’re on to day 3. I like this prompt, but let me make a confession first. After seeing all the other beautiful #30Lists creatively displayed, it may be possible that I broke out my stamping supplies and started something simple. More on that later.

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November’s Thankful List

I know, it’s almost half-way through the month, and most people are posting these to their Facebook statuses, but I figured I’d start it out on here and add to it daily from there. So, without further ado, here goes. Continue reading

Reasons I Don’t Like Parties

Don’t let the title mislead you. I really enjoy parties, both attending and hosting them. However, there are a few things about them that I do not like.

  1. I get too excited. I love being around people so much that my intensity level flies through the roof. My loudness has been known to irritate people on more than one occasion. This happens more when the party is held indoors and I feel boxed in.
  2. I hate the loneliness that comes afterward. This makes it hard for me to leave. I don’t like that I have a hard time doing so, but it’s something I am slowly beginning to break. It also puts me in a funk for a couple days after.
  3. Somehow someone always feels excluded. Whether they weren’t invited or they come and no one talks to them, it is never a good thing.
  4. I always manage bringing home leftovers of some sweet food or drink. I have two open bottles of pop in my fridge for this reason.
  5. If I’m hosting, I have to clean. While motivation for cleaning my apartment is often one of the reasons I have people over, I can’t say that I enjoy it. It just gives me a reward at the end.

Inside My Head

I am a very visual person, and this past week someone managed to get inside my head. It’s not often I let people in, but this person made a comment, and BAM! I had a mental image of that person standing in a room that I could only think was what I subconsciously envisioned my mind to be.

Now, I’ve heard of creative exercises where you think about how you would describe how you think your mind would look like if it were a room or a landscape, but what came to mind in that moment was very little like what I would have tried to convince myself it looks like. Here are a list of what I pictured in the middle of that conversation:

– Red walls. I generally am not a fan is the color red, so I like to convince myself it’d really have lime green. But no, this had bright red with a hint of orange walls.

– A wooden door.

– My friend. I didn’t see that one coming. Granted, the person was standing in front of me pretending to frame a mental image for me, so I should have expected it.

– An over-stuffed yellow chair. Once again, I’m not a fan of that color, so why it was there, I do not know. At least I know I’m comfortable in my own brain.

– Framed photos. On most of the wall to my left, I had several framed photos. The friend I was talking to was hanging that one more, right next to the door, probably because the mental image had referenced a door.

– An empty wall. The space on the other side of the door was empty, and I somehow knew it was for future memories.

What about you? Can you imagine your brain being a room? How would it be decorated, and who would be there?