tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46798221835220552142012-01-02T17:03:08.599-08:00Living ImperfectlyBeing a perfectionist has kept me from living life as I avoid any opportunity where I anticipate failure. This thinking has led to many wasted days crippled by anxiety and depression. This blog is a project to post something, anything each day for one year. A public forum like a blog gives me accountability as well as vulnerability by forcing me to get out of bed each day to participate in life regardless of polish, planning, preparation, or expertise.Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.comBlogger2761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-20927748029164464052012-01-01T21:40:00.000-08:002012-01-01T22:18:15.345-08:00Good God is it really 2012?I found myself drawn to this little place since it is January 1st after all and that's how I started the blog back in 2010. I wanted to, as many people do, share a few thoughts with 2011 before bidding it adieu and then give 2012 a warm welcome.2011 it's been real. You've been kind to me and my family, well for the most part. Just like I don't expect myself to be perfect, I certainly don't expectHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-34242576896577279412011-07-31T10:20:00.000-07:002011-07-31T12:47:38.083-07:00Eyes to SeeIt's been a few months since we first grieved the loss of our titles as Young Life leaders. Life went on and we have been continuing to love kids. Not a whole lot has changed as we still see our kids just as much. But there are quiet moments when I feel confused, sad, and a little angry and so I ask God once again, "Do you still want us to love on kids? Are we forcing this? Have you removed your Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-34742608668976598122011-06-27T10:57:00.001-07:002011-06-27T11:48:52.201-07:00I Got a Job!
There's cause for celebration over here because I GOT A JOB! Yes my friends it's true. You are looking at the new secretary at Lillian Schumacher Elementary. After four interviews I was informed this past Friday that I had landed the position. I will begin work on July 6th and couldn't be more excited.
I hadn't told a lot of people about my interview(s) because I've been through this a few Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-47462789986998192632011-06-23T20:06:00.000-07:002011-06-23T20:59:01.757-07:00DandelionEvery Wednesday night this summer we've been having over old Young Life kids who are home from college (or who just graduated high school). The time is very unstructured with no lesson or agenda ahead of time. The kids that show up that particular week determine what the night looks like. So one week it involved ice cream, answering questions drawn from a hat, and cuddling/wrestling on the couch.Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-45277761777785738882011-06-20T14:38:00.000-07:002011-06-20T16:10:53.187-07:00Where to begin again?I am always writing blog posts in my head. Sometimes I'm composing them as I'm watching the moment unfold in front of me (like I was doing this weekend while watching a bride dance with her family at her wedding). I wasn't sure how to start writing again, but I think I probably just need to jump back in and the words that are in my head will start coming onto the screen again.It's a day shy Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-30908551648996466002011-04-21T09:09:00.000-07:002011-04-21T09:48:46.155-07:00Don't be a CynicIf you read the last post a few weeks ago and aren't someone I speak to on a regular basis then you may be wondering what the heck happened. Daniel and I were told we could no longer be Young Life leaders in our area. (Don't worry there was no moral impropriety involved.) As you can imagine, this has been an extremely difficult time for the both of us and the word "devastated" from the last post Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-31305237403823754752011-04-08T08:26:00.000-07:002011-04-08T08:59:28.030-07:00DevastatedHow do you title a blog post to sum up a situation you wish you never had to experience?A quick disclaimer: My blog is not private and I choose to continue to keep it open because I want to make myself, my experiences, and my heart available to other people. Many people would not be able to read along if they were forced to expose their anonymity by becoming an official "follower" in order to Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-68779333431913049502011-03-14T09:49:00.000-07:002011-03-14T10:25:58.761-07:00You Know You Have a Weight Problem When...You know you have a weight problem when you create a weight loss competition at work and only 3 people sign up.I am not someone who sits around at work and complains about my weight or the way I look. But if it comes up in conversation I am not afraid to casually mention my distaste for the extra lbs. I'm carrying around. That being said, it came up in conversation and a co-worker and I thought Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-19170366546116321592011-03-07T11:02:00.000-08:002011-03-07T12:07:15.830-08:00The 3 Job MythLong time, no see little blog o' mine. I've missed you. I think of you often and compose blog posts in my head, paragraph by paragraph, but I never sit down anymore to record them here. I have the day off today, which in my world of three part-time jobs doesn't happen much. However, please allow me to address my three job myth.I have some very sweet people in my life. In fact I have to say that IHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-43414885009567804082011-02-16T21:42:00.000-08:002011-02-16T22:34:37.456-08:00Failure From a Former OverachieverHip hip hooray for a new failure! Oh Project 365 you began with a nice sentiment, "A daily blog post may be a little much for 2011, but surely a daily picture is doable", but I am just not cut out for your demands.Susan Sarandon was being interviewed on Oprah and she shared an interesting comment about making mistakes. She said something about enjoying or cherishing your mistakes because it's howHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-10970929924425584792011-02-08T17:16:00.000-08:002011-02-08T17:37:02.652-08:00Wardrobe MalfunctionThe Tobinator strikes again. Even though I've written about this dilemma before I feel the need to share my pain with someone, anyone once again. Here are the facts in case you missed my extended explanation in my earlier post. 1. Daniel and I's bedroom is very, very messy including closets worth of clothing strewn on the floor. 2. Toby has a horrible habit of peeing on anything left on said Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-61859698455869849552011-01-31T09:36:00.000-08:002011-01-31T10:35:32.878-08:00Project 365 Week 3 and 4I am posting my pictures for weeks 3 and 4 of Project 365 and in the spirit and tradition of imperfectionism celebrated on this blog, you'll find a number of days missing. But hey it's better to have some days than no days.1/15/2011- Missed this day.1/16/2011- Daniel was traveling in NYC so I indulged my bachelorette side with a few chick flicks and ice cream. My picture was of the movies Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-19351667792693832832011-01-14T16:38:00.000-08:002011-01-31T09:28:08.765-08:00Project 365 Week 21/8/2011- A little post dinner wine...literally. We discovered 4-packs of mini wines this week. Since I like white and Daniel likes red we can never finish full bottles before they go bad. This is a budget friendly solution.1/9/2011- Snow dusted pumpkins. We didn't have a Christmas tree this year, but we held onto our pumpkins long past Halloween. Maybe I'll stick them in our side yard next to Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-37981896200124246722011-01-14T15:49:00.000-08:002011-01-14T16:38:43.756-08:00It's better to have tried and failed, than to never have tried at all.“A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable but more useful than a life spent in doing nothing.” - George Bernard ShawHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-89844492539979506062011-01-07T18:55:00.000-08:002011-01-14T15:29:52.610-08:00Project 365I have some friends who have done the "a photo a day for a year" and love the idea. There are a lot of blogs and Flickr streams where you can view all sorts of folks' pictures from Project 365. I enjoy looking at people's streams who have already completed a year because it's so fun to look at a collection of images and see how they give a glimpse into one person's year of life.So though I'm not Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-13452813286975810632011-01-03T22:22:00.000-08:002011-01-14T15:29:35.931-08:00Are you there world? It's me Hattie.So my friend Bonnie showed me this fabulous feature on Blogger: the "stats" tab. Most of you who blog are probably already aware of this, but the info was all new to me. Here's what I want to know: who are the international readers who are visiting this blog. I have 227 views from South Korea, but that's an easy one. Why it's none other than the aforementioned Bonnie herself. But I don't know Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-81075949180925622762010-12-31T18:22:00.001-08:002011-01-14T15:30:10.692-08:00TomorrowWell here we are. December 31st. The last day of the year and the last post of "The Year of Living Imperfectly". How to finish? So much pressure. Well actually not. The Hattie of last year would have freaked out over a post like this. The opportunity to say something poignant, meaningful, and perfect would have overwhelmed me and thus I would have said nothing instead of trying and falling short.Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-13250753981964450302010-12-19T09:35:00.000-08:002011-01-08T18:26:20.525-08:00Full CircleI fell asleep during It's a Wonderful Life right during the loss of the $8,000. So I woke up this morning to finish it. I must be becoming more of a crier in my old age because I don't ever remember getting so emotional during the final scene when all the townspeople come into the Bailey home dumping their money onto the table. And then Clarence's inscription in Tom Sawyer brought it all home forHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-17428441948352210292010-12-18T21:59:00.000-08:002011-01-08T18:26:20.526-08:00A Real Life George BaileyMy family loves It's a Wonderful Life. I remember our big Hogan family Christmases while growing up where the movie would be playing in the background and my dad and his siblings would just recite lines. This was during the beginning days of VHS...sidenote: I remember when we got our first VCR; the first movie we ever rented was Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (at least I think it was)...Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-13551817380321921672010-12-11T14:13:00.000-08:002011-01-08T18:26:20.526-08:00Just Me and the ComputerI just wrote for an hour and when I clicked "publish post" something strange happened and there was no post. There's an unpublished draft of the post that contains two sentences before the autosave feature became disabled somehow. It was a difficult post to write and ended with me apologizing for how confusing and nonsensical it may have been (what else is new with my posts as of late though). AtHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-3012855514714431622010-12-10T23:04:00.000-08:002011-01-08T18:26:20.527-08:00FireworkPlease don't judge me but I'm about to make a slightly embarrassing confession. Katy Perry has a single out right now called "Firework". Perhaps you've heard it. I find it incredibly inspirational. Yes this comes from the same woman who had her break out hit with "I Kissed a Girl". I like Top 40 and a good dance beat behind anything is great. So circa 2004, I'm going to go all xanga on ya and Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-30587025165945029232010-12-09T17:35:00.000-08:002011-01-08T18:33:39.793-08:00The Nicest Rejection I've Ever HeardI had yet another interview this past Friday which means I've had interviews almost every other Friday for the past month. Interviewing at a school on a Friday causes one unavoidable awkwardness: being necessarily overdressed. Fridays at schools are typically "casual Friday" and not business casual, but like "spirit-wear" casual (you know where you wear your favorite sweatshirt or track jacket Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-7283914437253626912010-12-07T22:00:00.000-08:002011-01-14T15:30:51.724-08:00OngoingI hate that I haven't finished strong in this the 4th quarter of this year long project. I just can't seem to muster up the desire to post each day. And yes as much as I've overcome perfectionism, irregular posting still bothers me. Maybe I'm just in a Debbie Downer mood. Today was a rough day and not because anything particularly difficult occurred. I felt like my old sick self. It felt/feels Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-1886685223496435622010-12-04T09:58:00.000-08:002011-01-14T15:31:10.978-08:00How Girls LoveI wrote about Libby from Don't Waste Your Cancer a while back and have continued to follow her story. You should too. Well I hadn't seen this video back from September until just now. A bunch of her young friends decided that since Libby had to cut off her gorgeous hair as preparation for chemo, that they would cut theirs off too. There is something about a girl's hair that is really important toHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-76237961286829547722010-11-30T13:56:00.000-08:002011-01-14T15:31:41.096-08:00A State Championship and an Identity CrisisThis post (and more importantly real life crisis) has been a long time coming, but was made even more clear by an incident this past weekend. The school I do Young Life at was having an incredible season of football and during each playoff game I was there rooting them on just hoping we would "make it to the dome" (our state game is held every year in the St. Louis Ram's Edward Jones Dome indoorHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-83753824439198369312010-11-24T08:42:00.000-08:002011-01-08T18:33:39.793-08:00Blog Slacking, Rejection, and the Job SearchAt Monday night girls night I was wearing my glitter flats and was surprised when someone asked, "Are those the infamous glitter flats you blogged about?" After a self-indulgent venting session about the woes of the quote unquote f*@#$&% glitter flats, I realized two girls were reading the blog that I was unaware of. Validation through cyberspace never gets old. So after a text from Christy, a Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-65120551753241555302010-11-06T12:15:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:32:53.858-08:00Loving Like You Have CancerWhenever someone begins following my blog I look at what other blogs they read since we probably have similar taste. Thus I stumbled across an incredible story of a new mom diagnosed with cancer. (Thanks Randi.) I think the word "cancer" jumps off the page whenever I see it now since last October, so when I saw the title of the blog "Don't Waste Your Cancer" I clicked on the link immediately. Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-57862124804869545022010-11-06T12:01:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:33:16.518-08:00OopsPenny sure is cute when she gets her haircut. However her groomer struggles a little. In order to save money on her frequent haircuts, her groomer is her dog-mom (i.e. me). This may have been the roughest cut I've ever given her. Item to add to the failure list: dog grooming. Please check out the pics below to observe one of her bald spots where I cut a little too close. She has about five of Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-49172879435498125632010-11-06T11:09:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:33:39.794-08:00A Terrible QuestionDuring a job interview last Friday one of the questions was, "Where do you see yourself in 10 years?" Five years would have been hard to answer and he's asking me about 10 years from now! I think my answer was something about doing weddings full time, have a few kids, and hopefully still be married. The still married comment made him laugh and he continued the joke so that was good that somethingHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-79156673274678665582010-11-06T10:20:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:26:20.532-08:00The F WordI've been majorly slacking on the writing. I may write multiple posts today just to gain some ground back. Is that cheating? Worse things have happened.I was working at the store the other night and a nice gentleman was asking for assistance...so I assisted. He was trying on sweaters and at one point asked, "Does this make me look gay?" I said, "Nooo?" The question mark was probably evident in myHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-35580252913735697842010-10-31T22:32:00.001-07:002011-01-14T15:33:53.989-08:00Happy HalloweenHappy Halloween :) The shopping center I work at hosts trick or treating each year so I eagerly asked who at our store would be handing out the candy. Noticing my enthusiasm my manager gave me the job. It was awesome. For 2 hours of my work day all I had to do was stand at the front door and give candy to cute little costumed kids. Really feeling the spirit, I headed home after work and prepared Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-9379128130137653402010-10-28T12:58:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:34:28.858-08:00Hyper FocusedHello there. I took an unintentional 2 week hiatus from the blog, but am happy to be back. The reason for my absence? Hyper focus. "What is hyper focus?" you may ask. I may not be giving the completely accurate medical description of it, but here is what my experience has been whether or not I am using the term correctly.A bi-product of my anxiety at times is obsessive fixation. The fixation for Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-54399083465204032802010-10-14T22:41:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:26:20.534-08:00Chilean Miners and an Existential CrisisSo the Chilean miners story is a pretty fascinating one. We haven't had "rescue" stories when it comes to the mining accidents in the US over the past few years. The thought of 2 months underground is classified as a horror movie plot. My claustrophobia is in full effect just thinking about the suffocating lack of air, space, light, and freedom. I can't even imagine what it was like or what it Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-25545667051603213232010-10-11T20:46:00.001-07:002011-01-08T18:33:39.795-08:00Third Job...but SeriouslyMy journal entry today literally started with, "I feel like I'm right back where I started." Turns out it's harder to work as a princess than anticipated, which leads me to another job search as I try to move closer to a full 40 hour work week. Since I already have two jobs I didn't think this search would be as discouraging as the first, but it's no picnic. Where do I start? What should I try? Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-80839390927315099312010-10-10T21:43:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:33:39.795-08:00Third JobSo wedding season is coming to a close in the next few weeks which means I won't have as much work available....which means I will probably need to get a third job during the quiet months of winter. So here I am pondering a job search yet again. This round is a little different because there's not as much pressure to find the "just right" thing (or two in my case) because I do have some form of Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-31399587199658327272010-10-08T23:05:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:35:03.712-08:00The Chambray Shirt ClubWe were witnesses tonight to Lebron James as the Heat came to town to play a pre-season game against the Thunder. Our good friends Huy and Jessie joined us for a very fun night. Daniel and I met up after work and realized we were dressed the same (black/navy pants, blue button up shirt). I bought a $5 GRAY shirt from work...problem solved. When we got to the Sprint center Daniel went straight Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-74432277574389786552010-10-07T22:17:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:33:39.796-08:00Sequins for the SoulChicken Soup for the Soul is a fine series of books for anyone looking for a little warm and fuzzy sensation. As opposed to the uplifting inspirational stories found in these books, my Chicken Soup for the Soul happens to be in the form of sequins. While I was still looking for a job I wrote this post about longing for a paycheck so I could purchase even the most affordable items of clothing Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-79590584009992980302010-10-06T22:30:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:26:20.536-08:00On Becoming DomesticTwo circumstances collided recently leading to my domestication. Up until the past few weeks I have not been much of a domestic goddess. I don't really cook and cleaning is reserved for house visits from friends. However with working jobs that take place outside of my home office and having more distinct days off, I've tried to begin a rhythm of housework. The first of my two days off is reservedHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-66798843390280739832010-10-05T22:10:00.001-07:002011-01-14T15:36:03.157-08:00PessimisticI took a little blogging vacation. I've been keeping busy living a normal productive life instead of holed up in bed riddled with anxiety. Living inside of structure and routine have given me such freedom and I can say this is the best I have felt in a very long time. Daniel and I were talking about the changes he's seen in me since transitioning into my new jobs and lifestyle. It's good to know Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-76645625781431605552010-09-29T22:12:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:39:43.646-08:00You Know You're a Perfectionist When...You know you're a perfectionist when you'd rather be a part of a devastating traffic accident than be late for work.I had to be at work at 8am today and I didn't add in enough time to my commute to accommodate rush hour. As a result I was 2o minutes late. I.was.mortified. Ugh it was horrible. I was so embarrassed. In the Grandview Triangle, the intersection of all southern KC highways, I sat in Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-90488080993982296432010-09-28T21:58:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:26:57.984-08:00CalThis is Callie (otherwise known as the fell-asleep-at-the-snack-table-niece). Since posting such an embarrassing picture of the little gal I figured she deserved some cute pics as well...awake pictures.She's kind of like a puppy sometimes.Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-20338020973379955452010-09-27T21:15:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:37:38.802-08:00Time is MoneySo I knew I'd have to remind myself to keep being "faithful with a little" when looking at my paycheck. I received my first paycheck and felt deflated. My feet, my legs, and my back hurt at the end each shift. I crash on the couch and some nights fall asleep right in front of the TV. I know this isn't a hard job, but I feel like I'm working hard while I'm working (if that makes sense). But at theHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-76734030743124787582010-09-26T20:09:00.001-07:002011-01-08T18:26:57.985-08:00The Non-PostI haven't updated the past few days....breaking my rule. But I'm just so darn tired at the end of every day. A good tired. A went-to-work-all-day tired. It feels good to have a job even if the blog is suffering.Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-85257583333772640202010-09-23T22:15:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:26:57.986-08:00An In-Between BirthdayI swear I was not fishing for readers to comment on my post last night by saying that no one reads except for Greg. I hope it didn't seem like I was throwing a little pity party with my statement. I seriously could not believe that no one commented to make fun of me after divulging my embarrassing secret is all. Thank you for reading (and for telling me you read...that was very kind of you.)So Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-80000317216028983112010-09-22T22:20:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:37:36.333-08:00Family Photo ShootAfter yesterday's embarrassing post and only one comment from Greg, my suspicion has been confirmed: no one reads my blog anymore other than Greg. That's okay though.I experimented today with my birthday camera. Here are some of my favorite shots.Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-43215628172755378862010-09-21T22:17:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:26:57.987-08:00SecretsI've got nothin' tonight, but I can't go to bed until I post so here goes...This summer at camp we use the tool of Post Secret for one of our presentations. This got me thinking as to what I would confess as one of my secrets. Well I've got a pretty embarrassing one and since I coached 5 others at camp through sharing intimate details about their lives, the least I can do is divulge something Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-47047378667032193642010-09-20T22:55:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:38:03.748-08:00New CameraI got a new camera for my birthday so my family became my test subjects for the night. Toby did a fine, fine job.Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-35613299988067482392010-09-19T20:55:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:26:57.988-08:00Over the HillOn Thursday I turn 29. Ugh. After age 25 I started grunting over birthdays. Most people think this is ridiculous. Maybe I'm clinging to my 20's for dear life because I spend so much time around people in their 10's (teenagers), so 30 and over seems really old to them. And yes I know I'm not turning 30 yet, but I'm one year closer. Most of my friends are in their 20's. Some of them in fact are Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-74359892017552625552010-09-17T23:16:00.001-07:002011-01-08T18:37:38.803-08:00Quick UpdateSo I'm realizing there are people who read this blog who a. aren't related to me and b. don't live near me and thus talk to me on a daily basis. So let me fill you in on my other job situation since I never mentioned it on here once it actually became official. I will be assisting on the day of weddings for the Kansas City wedding consulting firm Simple Elegance. Read here if you'd like to hear Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-29378047773789813472010-09-16T23:42:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:39:01.195-08:00A Reminder of Why I'm Doing ThisJust when I thought I was "over" anxiety, it reared its little head today. With all the excitement of two new jobs and a renewed sense of purpose and place in this world, I was gaining speed and distance from my low serotonin levels. Today I had the day off and it's like my idleness enabled it to catch up to me. I had been feeling pretty stable lately. That doesn't mean things have been easy or Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-6518867856097056922010-09-15T23:02:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:39:12.600-08:00First Young LifeTonight was our first Young Life club of the year. Daniel spoke and shared the story about the first YL club he ever attended as a 14 year old high school freshman. For the record the first club Daniel attended happened to also be the first club I ever attended as well. That's kind of crazy! He told the story about having no idea of what Young Life actually was, but going because Joey and Justin Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-7259608905363094722010-09-14T23:11:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:39:34.726-08:00You Know You're Becoming an Adult When...You know you're becoming an adult when you drink coffee because you need it not just because it tastes good.I'm 28 and slowly but surely I'm shrugging off my delayed adolescence and beginning to embrace adulthood...kind of. I don't actually drink coffee, but I do drink Chai Lattes. I used to drink them because they are delicious. Now I drink them because I need the caffeine. I actually have Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-61094032106511843052010-09-13T23:13:00.001-07:002011-01-14T15:39:59.142-08:00Go Chiefs!Daniel and I went to the Chiefs season opener tonight. It was a lot of fun, but every time I go to a game I feel like a foreign exchange student observing strange American rituals. Daniel's family have been season ticket holders since he was a kid, but whenever I'm offered a ticket I usually defer to someone who would appreciate the game more than I would. Thus the experience of an NFL game, let Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-40745104377714785942010-09-12T22:31:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:37:38.803-08:00You're Joking Right?"Okay Hattie I'm going to have you start your shift today by trying on all the clothes." "Excuse me?""I'll open one of the fitting rooms in the back for you and just go ahead and fill it up with everything to try on." "You're joking right?""We like our associates to know how things fit so they can better assist clients." "So just pants and denim?""No everything: skirts, jackets, tees, Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-71617082162030853492010-09-11T22:54:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:37:38.804-08:00From Unemployed to Loving LifeOh man today was a good day. I had the opportunity to assist my first wedding and it was amazing. Originally I was drawn to event planning because of the design aspect. I loved looking at color schemes, themes, decor, flowers, music, food, etc. The company I am assisting for is classified as wedding consultants and deals directly with the bride on the day of in addition to coordinating the actualHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-45856276026943108942010-09-10T16:13:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:26:57.993-08:00I Miss My GrandmaI grabbed a bagel at Panera today during my break and as I was walking out I noticed a little old lady eating her soup and sandwich. She was tiny and sweet, perfectly content just sitting there enjoying her lunch. Something about her reminded me of my own grandma Elsie. A moment like this hasn't occurred in my adult life yet. My grandma passed away when I was still in school. I have a terrible Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-82387953720355092532010-09-09T22:13:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:37:38.804-08:00My First DayWhen I began this blog I never anticipated all the ways my life has changed in this past year. I certainly didn't see a career change on the horizon, but here we are and I just finished my first day of work at a new job. Did I mention how grateful I am for a job? It feels good to join the living again. My feet aren't so grateful after standing upright for 7 hours, but they'll toughen up and get Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-20352139038249722382010-09-08T20:27:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:26:57.994-08:00Snack/Nap TimeThe link to this picture has been circulating amongst my family. It is a picture of my niece Callie at daycare. She is the bald one wearing pink...asleep at the table while the rest of the kids eat snack! It just gives me the giggles every time I look at it so I thought I would share it. I love her.Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-25631885178109439162010-09-06T21:56:00.000-07:002011-01-14T15:40:51.502-08:00The Oatmeal GospelWe had our annual MuckFest for Young Life tonight and it remains in my Top 5 favorite ways to spend 45 minutes. It's awesome and encapsulates so much of what I love about high schoolers and the "me" I want to be. I know when we started doing the event a few years ago that we had a purpose/strategy. It was a means to an end. I think it had something to do with a fall kickoff and spreading the wordHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-58402228373749853052010-09-02T21:07:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:37:38.805-08:00Be Faithful with a LittleImage from someone's Tumblr. Not sure of the source. Just found it on Daniel's computer. Don't judge me for not crediting it.I had another interview today. It went well (I think). I will let you know if it materializes into an ongoing opportunity. How's that for vague? Just trying to be discreet. Each of my employment opportunities is small, entry level. But I'm still excited. I'm entering fieldsHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-61570223518703257072010-09-01T22:11:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:37:38.805-08:00I'm an ExaminerAnother endeavor I've taken on is writing freelance for Examiner.com. An ad came up on Career Builder, I submitted a writing sample and now I have the chance to write about local shopping and style. It doesn't pay much of anything, but it'll keep me writing and gives me an excuse to pursue my love of clothing (even if that just means window shopping and writing about it). My first article went upHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-8622086992585646712010-08-31T22:58:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:37:38.806-08:00Miracle on Green StreetThe heavens parted today and my phone finally rang. I got a job at J.Crew. Thank the Lord. I don't know if I'm as excited as I am utterly relieved. A reason to get out of bed in the morning comes as a huge weight off my shoulders. My journey still continues as I will try to be faithful with a little before I am trusted with more. I am so grateful...so grateful. I was on the verge, forget that...IHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-84394055764642429522010-08-30T21:24:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:26:57.997-08:00A Response to "How Honest is Too Honest?"So last week I wrote a post about balancing how openly I talk publicly about a struggle with anxiety and depression. Since writing that post I've received countless emails and facebook messages from some of you who read it, not to mention a comment or two on the blog itself. The reactions were all identical. "Thank you for your honesty," "You are not alone," "I struggle the same way." Each email Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-58557035492750354772010-08-29T22:30:00.001-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.304-08:00IntrovertedI missed 3 posts. Ugh. We had a busy weekend of hanging out with people. Socializing shouldn't be so exhausting. I took naps both yesterday and today and just can't seem to recover. I had a very fun weekend, but I think this is a good sign that I really am an introvert. I've learned a lot about being an extrovert vs. an introvert over the years through all the various personality tests we had to Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-11794773001293302482010-08-25T20:41:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.304-08:00FeaturedMy "Orange you glad?" baby shower was featured on Style Notes today. That felt pretty good as Camille is someone in the biz I really respect. Also when I moved out of my duplex after graduating college, she moved in with my former roommates to beautiful 8A Clarkson. So she obviously has great taste in roommates and duplexes (duplexi?).Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-16172471689872851922010-08-24T21:33:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.305-08:00You Know You're Unemployed When...You know you're unemployed when you're 28 years old and addicted to Barbie movies. I'm hooked. I babysat last week and watched some animated Barbie movies on DVD. The first one I watched was about a girl (Barbie, but with a different name) who turned into a mermaid, well actually she just discovered her mermaid descent. The next day I babysat it was me suggesting the other Barbie movie in their Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-43935975614218328782010-08-23T22:04:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.306-08:00You Know You're Unemployed When...You know you're unemployed when you have a really good tan.Not having a job has afforded me a lot of spare time. In said spare time I've been enjoying my free time at the pool or just laying out on my back deck. As a result I have developed a nice bronzed color. This is the best tan I've had since my days in high school. There are not a lot of perks with being unemployed, you know as most days Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-82107037244220147322010-08-22T20:23:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.306-08:00How Honest is Too Honest?In my last post I wrote about how I chickened out of writing a submission for the Donald Miller contest. When I first read of the contest on his blog, I had just finished reading another blog entry from Donald about vulnerability in writing. I pride myself in my honesty and vulnerability and this entry had me feeling challenged to go even deeper into this idea by sharing even more in my writing. Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-53245984009816127982010-08-20T21:35:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.307-08:00Chickening OutSo if you follow Donald Miller you know that he is sponsoring a contest to win a trip to Portland and attend his conference on his book A Million Miles in a Thousand Years. The contest consists of writing on your blog about how you are going to live a better story. It makes sense if you've read the book. It's a great contest for many reasons all of which I am too tired to write about now. The Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-14114711451426649362010-08-19T21:46:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.307-08:00An Open Window?Yes I'm aware that my last post title had a question mark as well, but seeing as how these past few months could be summarized by a single punctuation mark, I think it's pretty apropos that my post titles reflect that sentiment. I am also aware that I missed a post last night. That was intentional. I never want blogging to interfere with my real life relationships and long story short, posting Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-43156881590392717612010-08-17T21:43:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.308-08:00Future?I'm having to remind myself of Jeremiah 29:11 tonight:"I know what I'm doing. I have it all planned out--plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for." (The Message)Does that give you any indication as to how the job search is going?Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-29667501368256632082010-08-16T21:39:00.001-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.308-08:00Is It Bad?I walked in the house tonight and Daniel informed me that I should be upset with the dogs because they had been bad. The victim: his cottage cheese. The crime: consumption by non-humans.Is it bad if your dogs eat that much dairy? Are they going to die tonight (or at least vomit all over our bed at like 3 am)?Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-81682572072330646212010-08-15T22:46:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.309-08:00CollegeThis weekend a lot of our YL grads headed off for their freshmen year of college. As Daniel and I shared coffee and lunches with each of them over the past two weeks as a final farewell, I couldn't help but recount story after story of my initial impressions of college life and the years I spent at Mizzou. Now 6 years removed from school, I look back on those years with nothing but fondness. I'veHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-63899144072003742342010-08-14T21:41:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.310-08:00Super (dysfunctional) Nanny or Nanny Call 911So in addition to Zombie, I've discovered another career path that I'm not cut out for: nannying. I babysat for my sister's 3 and 1 year-old little girls tonight and discovered I'm really good at being the fun aunt, but am terrible when any sort of real responsibility with children is required. The night started off well enough. We ate chicken nuggets, applesauce, and the usual fare. Afterwards Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-77777887960972671042010-08-13T22:32:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.310-08:00Zombie Round UpOne of our Young Life kids Sam sent me some info about working as a zombie during the Halloween season at the ranch he works for. I'm still not sure if he was being serious or not. I think serious. He said it could be a lot of fun and provide some seasonal employment. The "Zombie Round Up" ad calls for "dedicated individuals who have an extreme passion and creative talent for makin’ people shakeHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-75574664183049511032010-08-12T12:49:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.311-08:00Keep Trying"There is no failure except in no longer trying. " ~ Elbert HubbardSo I sent in my resume and website to a lot of places today and did follow up phone calls with a batch of places I sent my stuff to last week. "We're not hiring at this time." I know, I know...but I'm good. Trust me you might not have it in your budget to add on a new salary, but I'd Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-13428849988318968132010-08-11T14:58:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.311-08:00The Temptation of Sequins and PolyesterSince I don't have any income, well, in-coming, I haven't been spending any money on non-essentials. A lack of income is a very scary experience and something I am being forced to take very seriously. But I'm going to write today about the lighter side of this reality.We were at the mall...step 1 of what not to do if you're trying to not spend any money. We actually had to go since Daniel needed Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-18395684552397832882010-08-10T21:48:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.312-08:00White Girl ProblemsMy being unemployed provided me the opportunity to spend a little time at the pool this afternoon. I may have fallen asleep for a brief moment (or two) while laying out. As a result my back is red and burnt. As I was thinking of complaining about my predicament I realized this is a "white girl problem". If you are not familiar with this term it's from Twitter. @whitegrlproblem is the Twitter Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-14284042081400978762010-08-09T22:31:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.312-08:00Pride and Prejudice and ZombiesDoes reading Pride and Prejudice and Zombies make me less or more intelligent?One could argue either way. On the one hand I am well read enough to fully enjoy the satire of the rewrite because I catch all of the references to the original. On the other hand the book could be deemed an abomination of the original and one's enjoyment of such a mockery could thus deem him or her as foolish.I think Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-32780233329592084162010-08-08T22:51:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.313-08:00The Prayer of St. PatrickToday at church we sang St.Patrick's prayer. Here are some of the phrases of the prayer:Christ before me, Christ behind me,Christ above me, Christ below me,Christ on my right, Christ on my left,Christ when I lie down, Christ when I rise,Christ is with me, Christ is in me.Amen. Amen.Ian the worship leader prayed at the end of the song abouthow he often pictures the before and behind,the above Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-37210105446195272522010-08-07T22:50:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.314-08:00Customer ServiceSpeaking of people being supportive in my job search...I bought my domain name for my website through GoDaddy.com. (Sidenote: I was very conflicted about this because I think their ad campaigns during the Superbowl are super offensive and inappropriate which is funny because I normally don't get worked up about stuff like that. But they are extremely cheap and reputable and user friendly so I Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-86770223254588824852010-08-06T15:49:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.315-08:00Do Not WorryI've been reading Matthew 6:30-34 lately in light of my not knowing what is next. The Message translation is stated so perfectly for my current situation. There's a line in that version that says, "But you know who God is and about his ways." This is the phrase that has been an anchor for me. I was journaling and listing the things I know about who God is and then in turn about the way he works. Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-77029093126290433322010-08-05T16:47:00.001-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.315-08:00Is It Bad?Is it bad that I keep missing posts on a blog that I agreed to post on everyday?Is it bad that I keep missing posts on a blog that I agreed to post on everyday because I keep falling asleep in front of the TV every night?Is it bad that I keep missing posts on a blog that I agreed to post on everyday because I keep falling asleep in front of the TV every night because I can't stay awake past 11pm Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-50475622022639625602010-08-03T23:51:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.316-08:00Best Summer EverThis summer has been filled with more classic, nostalgia soaked adventures than I've had in all the years since high school. (Cause let's face it...nothing beats high school summers. Well except maybe childhood summers, but I remember feeling really bored as a kid during the summer months, so maybe not.) Anyway, all of my favorite memories from this summer, the ones I would label as adventures, Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-39598247602300115082010-08-02T22:21:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.316-08:00A Wise InvestmentI have to tell you that at the end of the day of Tweeting and Tumblr-ing and website-ing as I continue to network online as part of the job search, THIS feels like coming home. We're approaching the 200th post and I'm still shocked at how posting something everyday still continues to change and grow me. A reader might not notice it, especially since the majority of the posts are extremely random Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-53423877778247770262010-08-01T21:07:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.317-08:00Media BlitzOh Dear Readers! I apologize for my lack of consistency. I know I said I didn't care about missed posts because I was "out living life" and though that may be true, I am committed to this blog project. After all I sincerely believe that if it weren't for the past 7 months of posting in this little forum, I wouldn't have some of the courage I have now to pursue some of the dreams I am pursuing.I Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-75655114378626300982010-07-30T18:07:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:27:39.318-08:00CustomizableYesterday my friend Allie who runs her own invitation business invited me to help her at a bridal show. Our friend Shannon has been "interning" with her this summer to learn the graphic design side of event planning and I joke that I am interning for Shannon. So Allie, Shannon, and me as Shannon's assistant worked the bridal show together. I wouldn't really call it working at Allie did all the Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-44503754850833587002010-07-29T10:46:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.172-08:00The Job Hunt BeginsMan, two missed posts. I just have to say that the previous post about being "righteously indignant" and "morally outraged" is not so funny anymore as the very next day I felt both of those things (and even used them in a sentence). Also just so you know, I did not feel those ways towards Daniel, but rather something much different. Needless to say, when you have two days were you are feeling "Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-81636019680443320162010-07-26T20:55:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.173-08:00I Feel...Went to the counselor today and came home with an honestly helpful worksheet for how to use "I feel" statements when sharing emotions. Number 21 was awesome, only to be outdone by number 28. I cannot wait to bust out either of these phrases while talking to Daniel...Honey, the dishes keep piling up so I feel righteously indignant.Sweetheart the way you missed as spot while mowing the yard made meHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-67677273417926568652010-07-25T22:38:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.173-08:00Chivalry Is Not DeadDaniel and I have been taken advantage of our bikes the past few days since there's been a little reprieve in the heat as the sun goes down. We're not a spandex and helmet type of cyclist family, but the more relaxed cruiser style biking kind. (Note the picture to the right and you'll notice my bike wasn't built for speed but for carrying flowers and the like in my front mounted basket.) We've Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-90915753393690519792010-07-25T11:43:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.174-08:00ConfessionI've been missing posts a lot recently...like last night. The past two times it's happened was because I fell asleep watching TV and the last thing on my mind was a blog post.Last night I fell asleep while Daniel and I were watching Shaun of the Dead. It had to have been approaching 1am so there shouldn't have been any shame in falling asleep. But I think I still get embarrassed falling asleep inHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-84036468097616564592010-07-24T01:01:00.001-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.175-08:00You Know You're Going to Have an Interesting Night WhenYou know you're going to have an interesting night when...you leave your ID at home.Tonight we were headed downtown for an event and Daniel casually asked me as we pulled up, "You have your ID right?" I answered, "Of course." When I went to grab my wallet out of the console, I realized that no, I actually did not have my ID. I ended up dropping Daniel off with the intention to go home, grab my Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-83461570093561052482010-07-21T23:46:00.001-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.175-08:00Toby at the AirportThis little guy was at baggage claim picking up his dad from New York.Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-81009486974580383662010-07-20T23:46:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.176-08:00If You Really Knew MeIf You Really Knew Me - MTV ShowsI stumbled across (Pause for sidenote: I just discovered thanks to automatic spell check that "acrossed" is not a word. I googled it just to make sure because I've been using "acrossed" as the past tense of "across" for as long as I can remember. Here's what urban dictionary says, "acrossed: an agonizing ignorant mispronunciation wildly popular all across the Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-9024842818770997812010-07-19T21:11:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.176-08:00Running Out of Gas and Other Non-AdventuresMy friend Greg started a blog and I'm already quoting his first post in a post of my own. That's success if you ask me. He's unemployed as well and commented about how as a result he has loads of time to post, but little content to post about. I fear this predicament myself. In fact I think I'm already experiencing this conversational dilemma in my marriage. Par exemple: Daniel and I were hangingHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-60865063992815694392010-07-18T21:51:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.177-08:00Living Single SucksDaniel is in NYC for work...ugh jealous. One of my dreams is to spend a summer in the city (even in spite of the heat) and even if he's only there for 4 days, that's still 4 days more than I will spend there. I told him to scope out real estate and pick a neighborhood for us to move into. Hey I'm unemployed and untethered...let's move!Being at home by myself royally sucks. At about 10:30 tonight Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-4549182052692864652010-07-17T22:40:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.178-08:00AmericanaIn the past year or so I've started trying to enjoy each of the four seasons and the joys and holidays that come with them. It's summer time and nothing says summer like a parking lot carnival. The neon lights, concession stands full of sugar, and stuffed animals hanging inside game booths are a common but beautiful sight that scream of good old Americana. I'm soaking up the beauty of nights likeHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-89843318383141966772010-07-15T20:58:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.178-08:00A Glorious ReturnI'm back after a bit of a blogger hiatus. I broke the one rule of my blog (to post everyday for a year) multiple times while on assignment at Castaway and then the entire week while at Crooked Creek, plus a few days since I've been back. And guess what? I feel just fine about it! This says a lot considering my perfectionistic tendencies. I think I'm really making progress. Who knew that in order Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-60388960750379506372010-07-03T22:59:00.001-07:002011-01-14T15:53:02.311-08:00An Ending and a BeginningMy bags are packed and my alarm is set for an early morning. Sadly my month at Castaway is over. Tomorrow I will hop on a flight to Denver and head to yet another YL camp, Crooked Creek, for a week with my kids from Lee's Summit. I have my airline ticket, but the shuttle service I was going to book with is now showing they are unavailable. I'll call customer service first thing in the morning, Hattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4679822183522055214.post-6687088066127494202010-07-02T22:37:00.000-07:002011-01-08T18:28:17.180-08:00Another Missed DayI missed yet another post last night. I hope I can chalk it up to being at camp and that missed posts don't become a habit once back home. I don't know if I'll be posting at all next week while I take my own high schoolers to camp in Colorado. We'll have to see.The reason I missed a post last night was because I fell asleep. I was working on a project for a morning event that I'm in charge of andHattiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17462042462556973630noreply@blogger.com0