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El fín.

March 28, 2011

This is going to be my final post on JennaB4 [and after]. I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s way too difficult for me to maintain two blogs, and I’ve already started cutting back on The Jenna Daily because of the lack of discipline and time it takes to post. I started this blog in December 2007 and have chronicled a lot of good stuff (at least in my opinion). :) I’ll keep it live for archive sake, but will not be actively posting after today. Please keep watching The Jenna Daily for updates, as I will continue to post there (hopefully with more regularity).

Thanks to everyone who has been a faithful reader. I really do appreciate all three of you. :)

Much love. ♥ jb

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Great Expectations

January 3, 2011

Here is the official unveiling of my 2011 motto (*ba ba daaaaa*): Great Expectations. (that was supposed to be a trumpet sound)

Not to sound too much like the slogan Kohl’s (“Expect Great Things”), but I want 2011 to be full of expectation. Expectations for myself, expectations for what may come, not giving up hope (in any situation), and looking forward to what God has in store for me.

I was having a difficult time coming up with this year’s motto, but I got the idea when I recently read Steve Harvey’s Straight Talk, No Chaser: How to Find, Keep, and Understand a Man, I knew that’s what I wanted for this year. First of all, Steve Harvey is a genius. The first book of his that I read Act Like a Lady, Think Like a Man really helped me understand men and dating in a new way. Above that though (because I don’t want my motto to completely revolve around men and/or dating; if a man comes out of the deal, well, that would just be great), in his second book Straight Talk… he references Luke 12:48, “To whom much is given, much is required,” and urges his readers that “this needs to be your motto… you have to let him know that you have a lot to offer…” A word of advice that I need to be reminded of every day.

I don’t really know what 2011 has in store, but if I focus on hope and expecting a lot of myself (not giving up,not getting lazy, etc.), I feel like I will at least be able to expect great things. And hey, maybe I’ll have extra special luck when shopping at Kohl’s too.

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30 by 30

November 11, 2010

On The Jenna Daily today, I posted my official 30-Things-To-Do-Before-I-Turn-30 list. I have just over eight months to complete all 30 items… I’ve already completed one. Woooooo! I’m off to a good start! :)

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Firework

November 4, 2010

I’m typically not a huge Katy Perry fan, but last night as I was working out (and listening to the Teen Pop station on Pandora — don’t judge) a song of hers came on that I had never heard before and I really liked it. It’s called Firework, and the message is really great. It relates to the quote that I posted awhile back.

Here are the lyrics, and if you want to hear the song/watch the video*, click here:

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep?
Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there’s still a chance for you
‘Cause there’s a spark in you?

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

‘Cause baby, you’re a firework
Come on, show ’em what you’re worth
Make ’em go, oh
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you’re a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make ’em go, oh
You’re gonna leave ’em falling down

You don’t have to feel like a waste of space
You’re original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe you’re reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow
And when it’s time, you’ll know

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

‘Cause baby you’re a firework
Come on, show ’em what you’re worth
Make ’em go, oh
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you’re a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make ’em go, oh
You’re gonna leave ’em falling down

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It’s always been inside of you, you, you
And now it’s time to let it through

‘Cause baby you’re a firework
Come on, show ’em what you’re worth
Make ’em go, oh
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you’re a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make ’em go, oh
You’re gonna leave ’em falling down

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

 

*Disclaimer: The video is kinda weird (i.e. fireworks shooting out of people’s chests), but it’s a clever concept.

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Three Fiddy

October 22, 2010

I just remembered it had been about a year since I first did a property tax refund, and what a good deal that is. I mean, I’m paying exorbitant property taxes, I might as well get something back, right? I just sent in my 2009 property tax form and shortly I shall be receiving approximately $350!!! Amazing. Seriously so exciting. It’s like free money. (I mean, I know it’s not, but still.)

All this reminds me of the theme song from my last trip to NYC to visit Lacey. (Not entirely appropriate, but man, it’s catchy.)

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Enlightened

October 7, 2010

I just saw this quote on my friend’s facebook and I fell in love with it. (Thanks Chelsea.)

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us, it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
— Marianne Williamson

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Pop-pop-pop-popular

August 17, 2010

Do you all remember Ty from this season of The Bachelorette? Well, he was my absolute favorite, in fact (and I’m not just saying this because he’s tall, attractive, funny, talented, and was on a tv show) I feel like we would be a really good match in real life (for all of those same reasons, well, besides being on a tv show). Anyway, I was looking for new people to follow on Twitter today, and I came across him (via Chris Harrison I think, because I was reading that he (Chris) tweeted about how his outfit was going to be amazing on The Bachelor Pad last night… which in reality – if you saw it, you can attest –  it was unbelievably gross. But that’s a different story). So, naturally, I followed him (Ty). Then I checked Twitter later and realized my “Followers” had gone up from 52 to 58! He was not one of them, but The Ellen Show was, which I think is pretty cool considering she only follows 42,000 people, but 5 million+ people follow her (that’s less than 1%… I did the math). Whether Ellen actually keeps up her account herself, I don’t actually know, but still. A “Verified Account” celebrity. Cool. So I tweeted something to the affect of “@TheEllenShow is following me… pretty cool. Now if only @Tybrownmusic would follow me (and/or ask me to marry him)… :)” Ok, so that’s exactly what I tweeted, but still. Soon thereafter I received an email from Twitter that said “Ty Brown is now following you on Twitter!” in the subject. I just about pooped my pants. (I didn’t really; that would be gross, especially since I’m at work.) A couple minutes later I checked Twitter again and I saw this:

So… he didn’t propose to me, but I’ll take it. Ty Brown replyed to me on Twitter. It’s practically like we’re married. :) 

p.s. I fear that this will come across super stalkerish, so I just want to say, for the record: I really am a normal person. I promise.

p.p.s. The title of this post is in memory of one of my elementary/middle school musicals which [thankfully!] I was not in. I will never forget one of the songs had the lyrics: “Pop-pop-pop-popular, that’s what I want to be… now!” (followed of course by jazz hands!!!) Sad…

p.p.p.s. Go check out Ty Brown’s music… It’s rich, soothing, and a little twangy… I like it.