Blogs are fun.

I love my new hobby of 2008.  Whether people read my blog(s) or not, I really don’t care, I just enjoy writing.  (And to once again shamelessly plug my other blog, check out The Jenna Daily.)  A couple of my friends have started blogs this year too and they are great.  My friends, yes, obviously great, but I was moreso referring to their blogs.  I also love the blogging community.  Strangers reading and linking to other strangers’ personal journals, I think that’s hilarious and awesome.  I’m not kidding.  I think you can learn a lot from other people’s thoughts.  I love it.  See, totally living in love.  Hope you’re all enjoying this semi-sunny Tuesday.  ♥ jb

Whatever

I am clinging onto this camp song today.  It’s an oldie but a goodie.

Cast thy burdens upon the Lord and He will sustain thee
He will never suffer the righteous to be moved

As for me I will call upon God
And the Lord will save me
Morning and evening and
at noon I will pray and cry aloud
And he shall hear my voice.

I’m also loving Philippians 4:6-9 (NIV) today, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.” ♥ jb

Tonight, tonight

1. I went for one of the longest walks of my life tonight.  My legs will be super sore tomorrow, but that’s ok, it felt great.  Plus, I saw CJ driving home as I was walking.  I hope my workout clothes looked super hot! ha! :)

2. After my walk, I went to Lake Johanna to relax and enjoy the last few minutes of daylight.  I was looking forward to eating some cheese and crackers for dinner and catching up on my book.  I laid out my blanket, set my stuff down.  Within maybe a second, this guy’s wet dog comes running over to me, tracking muddy footprints all over my blanket, dripping a combination of water and saliva, and then after all was said and done, he just ran off shaking that same wet goo all over me.  It was a cute dog, but I wondered why the owner didn’t care that his dog was trampling an innocent bystander.  Oh well.

3.  I got home with enough time to catch the last 20 minutes or so of American Idol, and I as much as I haven’t really cared to watch too much this season, I’m really glad David Cook won.  I have a small rockstar crush on him.  David Archuleta is super talented, but a little too young I think to carry the torch.  And, sidenote, why do I always cry after shows like that?  Without fail, I get so wrapped up in the emotion of it, it’s not even just a little tear or two, I cry like a baby.  I can’t help it.

4.  I’m now currently watching Hairspray, and it’s pretty good, I will admit.  After having to listen to the soundtrack at work for months on end, I can now appreciate it a little more.  John Travolta as a woman still freaks me out though.  He looks just a little too much like Miss Piggy or something.  Zac Efron is a stud, let’s be honest, and you already know how I feel about James Marsden. 

5.  This weekend should be fun.  I don’t have huge plans, just a few nights out and a couple days to sleep in.  Hopefully the weather will cooperate and I can get to the cabin at some point too.  I’m excited to just relax.  And Piper’s back this week at Bethlehem, so I plan to be there on Sunday too.  I’m still trying to live in love.  ♥ jb

Mo’ Money

I understand what Notorious B.I.G. (feat. Mase and Puff Daddy) was saying back in ‘97.  You need to be careful how you spend your money.  Be responsible, people!  I loved that song back in the day.  I can still recite about 80% of those lyrics.  But I’m talking about another issue here: No Money, mo’ problems.  Sure, I’ve had it pretty easy in life, and I still do, but let’s just say the money’s pretty tight right now.  I know there are some things I could cut from spending, but things like groceries, gas, you know, those things are pretty important.

My mortgage payment went up 115% in April (darn you, property taxes!), and my income hasn’t changed one penny.  And considering I was already barely making it from one paycheck to another, that increase didn’t make my situation any better. 

I made a list yesterday of other things I could do to make money (legally).  I think I might just really focus more on freelance and photography.  If any of you know anyone that has any print design, photography, (even envelope addressing?) needs, feel free to send them my way.  Same goes for anyone giving out free money.  I’d take some of that too.

“I don’t know what, they want from me…”  I guess I’ll figure something out.
♥ jb

Forget me not

So, I’ve been super forgetful this week.  Not only did I forget my glasses at home twice, leaving me to stare at my computer monitor at work with squinty, strained eyes, resulting in horrible headaches, but I’ve forgotten to blog.  I know, how dare I?!  Since starting my new daily blog, I just keep forgetting to update this one too.  Whoops-a-daisy.

That, and I’ve been really busy at work and there are other things in life that feel kind of overwhelming, and I’ve just felt super on edge lately.  Like, either on the verge of tears or on the verge of yelling at someone for probably no fair reason.  I think I’m mainly just sleep deprived, but I don’t know.  It’s weird how all the different aspects of our lives have such different effects.  I think sleep plays a much more important role than a lot of us think it does.

I also think that our time with God (or lack thereof) plays a way bigger role than a lot of us allow.  I still want to try to get better at that.  I’m looking forward to some quality time on the car ride to St. Louis, MO, this weekend to catch up on some of the books that I’ve been meaning to read.  And I’m also just really looking forward to seeing the Drissell fam.  It’s gonna be the best.  ♥ jb

Someday…

Once again, I went to Target tonight and felt like the stereotypical lonely single woman (sans cat food), and that’s ok, because although I’m not necessarily lonely, I am single.  I bought flowers for myself again (the other ones died after, like, a day, which was disappointing, I would more highly recommend the floral department at Rainbow Foods. Strange, I know), bought myself another girly movie, P.S. I Love You, which I have been waiting for its dvd release since, well, whenever I saw it last, and yeah, so that’s about it.  No chocolates this time, though there were some Junior Mints calling my name at the checkout lane.  I proudly restrained.

Anyways, all these girly movies I’ve been watching lately (27 Dresses last week, Enchanted last night, and tonight, P.S. I Love You), they’re all extremely good and fulfilling to watch as a single woman, very much hoping to get swept off her feet by her very own Prince Charming (job description available upon request), but they’re just movies.  When will my prince come?  Maybe not necessarily Mr. Right, but at least Mr. Maybe, for heaven’s sake.  I’m not one to settle for less, especially when it comes to guys, but I mean, really.  What’s the hold up?  I’m patient too, but after a certain amount of time, I begin to wonder what’s wrong and start to ask, am I not pretty enough?  skinny enough?  smart enough?  funny enough?  Dang, it’s tiring.  When do you stop being patient and either, a. start taking risks and asking guys out (since they’re apparently too dense/oblivious to figure out you’ve had a maddening crush on them for 6+ months), or b. become desperate and start going to singles night at church or sign up for match.com or something lame?  (Ok, I shouldn’t say that everyone who uses online dating sites as tools to meet new people are desperate or lame, but I guess I’m just not ready to do that quite yet. Sorry, no offense, really.)

Like I’ve said many times before, I am content being single, and as I just posted earlier today on my other blog, I love girly movies, I can’t get enough of them, but maybe watching these movies gives me a false sense of hope.  I’m pretty sure I have a strong head on my shoulders as far as living in reality goes, and I’m a pretty hopeful person in general, so I don’t know if that’s true.  But what I am saying is maybe the romantic comedy genre needs to do a better job at making their male characters actually male.  Does that make sense?  I’m not bashing men here by any means, but I feel like girly movies portray men in the way women wish men really were (which, if I had a guess, is undoubtedly why these types of movies are so widely successful with women and not men).  You know how it goes, the man is much more emotional and sensitve (and better looking) than any man I’ve ever known, and then of course he falls unbashedly in love with the woman, lavishing her with gifts and wanting to spend all his free time with her, etc.  You know that doesn’t happen in real life (at least as often as it does in the movies).  No, I don’t want romantic comedies to change, are you kidding?  Let’s be honest.  I would be super bummed, and James Marsden would definitely be out of a job. 

Yeah, so I’ve lost my point again and dragged this out far longer than intended, but whatever.  Just some things I’ve been thinking about, as I’ve been sitting home, you know, by myself.  Waiting for that special someone to come knocking on my door.  (Or you know, return an email, whatever.)  But to quote Snow White, someday my prince will come.  There’s hope. ♥ jb

New Daily Blog

I just started a new blog that I’m aiming to update daily.  It will be more light-hearted and probably kind of lame, but we’ll see.  I thought it would just be fun to see if I can do it.  The first post has been published, and it’s deeper than I intend the rest of the posts to be, but whatev.  Enjoy it here. 

Now you can get two glimpses into my life.  A dream come true, I’m sure! 
♥ jb