Files from the Pickle Stealer's Purse

Maeby as Princess Leia

Yes, this is what I do. Yes, I am single, why do you ask?

Psh... Where can I get into such things?

Hey Ya !

I loved Obadiah Parker's version, but I'm a big ole sucker for Scrubs and Ted... After watching the show, I immediately jumped on youtube to find this clip, but it wasn't up yet - and then I forgot, but then I remembered again ! 

Enjoy ! 

Quotes

Not a lot to report here! But in light of my last post and my love for quotes, I posted some of my favorites on my Tumblr:
http://www.k8e.tumblr.com

Happy Tuesday all! :)

philosophy Wise Words

I've always loved a good quote: from a movie, a poem, a wise friend, a fortune cookie. One of my favorite lines of beauty products is philosophy. I was first introduced to this line when I was in junior high and my mom had taken a couple of friends and me to Dallas and we were shopping at Nordstrom's and found philosophy. 

My love for philosophy endured and my first makeup was actually from the philosophy line. I continue to use the makeup and continue to find more products that I love. Part of the reason I love philosophy is because the packaging is very simplistic and on the front there is usually some message that encourages savoring the simple things. Basically, it's a fortune cookie that makes you clean, pretty, or smell nice. 

Today I was at Sephora to pick up some new body wash and chose 'soul mates' which is an uplifting grapefruit scent:

I liked the sage words: "you don’t need to look for love, you only need to wait, for soulmates always find us. and just like a left foot needs a right foot, we all need a soulmate, and not unlike having two feet on the ground, it helps to be grounded before they arrive. and yet even if your goods are a little damaged, a true soulmate will always love you just the way you are. and remember...soulmates come in all shapes and sizes. they are family, friends, neighbors, co-workers, and at their best they are our true loves."

I liked the words from 'let go' (a tangy lime scent): let go and let love write your name in the sky. let go and let love plant your secret garden. let go and let love fertilize the impossible dream. let go and let love prevail when you feel fear. let go and let love choose for you. let go and let love be your flashlight in the dark. let go and let love heal the places that hurt. let go and let love hold you when you feel most alone. let go and let love melt down the frozen ice and bitter cold days of your past. let go and let love cherish you and all living creatures for this is the promise of heaven on earth. let go of the bad and let love heal everything.

I didn't get to sniff the 'gratitude' (pomegranate), but the message is a little hippie-dippy, but of course, I like it: thank you for giving me bread to break with family and friends. thank you for each breath i take. thank you for my good health and my even better cheer. thank you for my safe journey. thank you for the majestic beauty of nature, song, art, dance and the triumph of the human spirit. thank you for a morning shower to renew my body and soul. thank you for any and all acts of mercy bestowed upon me. thank you for giving me the ability to show charity and forgiveness to myself and others. thank you for the eternal love, light and meaning given to each of my days.

5 Things

5 Places I want to Visit

• Santorini
• Tuscany 
• Ireland  
• Fiji  
• Australia    

5 Favorite Foods

• Crab legs with drawn butter 
• Sourdough bread 
• Burnt Butter spaghetti 
• Cheese 
• Cool Ranch Doritos  

5 Cool Things I've Done

• Toured Fenway Stadium - simply amazing.
• Moved away from home to a place where I knew no one 
• Partied at Bungalow 8 and Suede during Fashion Week with ridiculous models - probably the most surreal moment of my life. 
• Duke All-Star Charity game at Cameron Indoor Stadium with Christian Laettner, Bobby Hurley, Grant Hill, Shane Battier, Mike Dunleavy, and a host of my other favorites playing.  
• Attended the College World Series when the Longhorns won the National Championship in 2005. 

5 Qualities That are Invaluable

• Compassion 
• Honesty 
• Spirituality 
• Goofiness
• Passion

5 Guilty Pleasures 

• My love for Disney Channel shows/movies. I love The Suite Life of Zach and Cody.
• Zac Efron. ((((swoooooon)))) 
• Eating peanut butter out of the jar with a spoon. 
• Sleeping (extremely) late.  
• Stealing pickles...but I haven't done that in a long time ! 

5 Movies I Could Watch Over and Over

• Gone with the Wind  
• How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days 
• Can't Hardly Wait 
• Jane Austen Book Club 
• The Godfather, Part II 

5 Shows I Never Will Tire of

• CSI
• The Cosby Show 
• Veronica Mars  
• How I Met Your Mother  
• Sex and the City 

5 Songs I Will Always Love

• "Wonderwall" - Ryan Adams
• "Head Over Feet" - Alanis Morrisette 
• "She's in Love with a Boy" - Trisha Yearwood 
• "What a Wonderful World" - Louis Armstrong 
• "No Letting Go" - Wayne Wonder   

5 Awesome Gifts I've Received

• Squirrel Underpants 
• A Huston Street autographed baseball replacement from when mine was stolen.
• My maternal grandmother's wedding band
• A trip to NYC with my best friend - we got to see 4 Broadway shows and were picked up at the airport in a limo. Amazing experience for 13 year olds ! 
• The Complete Cosby Show Series  

5 Things I Want Right Now

• Trip to Disney World
• Hug 
• Vitamin Water 
• To be in bed  
• Peace of mind  

 

Fail.

I wish I was an eloquent writer who could really get her feelings and point across, but so often I have difficulty getting what's in my head out onto the paper screen. Recently I've had these moments where my brain and emotions are in complete overdrive and all I want to do is just let them spill out onto the paper screen...

The past two months I've come to learn that I really hate to lose or fail and how hard I take not getting what I want or achieving what I think I'm capable of. Sometimes rational thought doesn't play into things, but viscerally, I take it very personally. I find it as an inadequacy within myself and not being 'good enough'. Of course I have my dearest friends and family telling me that it's not me and that things happen for a reason, but ulimately the common thread in these different situations IS me. Perhaps, one might think that I need to get off myself and realize that the world doesn't revolve around me, but that would be TOO rational and we all know that I'm not so good at that... However often times, I feel that I don't ever have any reason to not believe it wasn't me and Lord knows leaving a woman to her thoughts is just dangerous... 

The thing is, I don't know how not to be sensative or to take things "personally" or just move on without a further thought or notion. For the most part, I don't think I'd ever want to be a person who didn't feel these things, but when I'm bogged down in these overwhelming feelings of self-doubt and confusion, it's really hard to not let them affect me. When something ends or doesn't transpire in the way that I hoped, I see it as a fail, recently as an epic fail. With distance and time I realize that it's not the person that I was upset about or even the relationship, but my own inadequacies with why it went the way it did.  Could I have done more, less, or nothing at all to prevent the outcome? Maybe it's just the competative side of me and my own issues with failure; right now all I know is it feels as though I fail, epicly. 

2 More Years !

I just renewed my domain (picklestealer.com) for 2 more years... I wonder if that means I'll write more. Hmm. 

Any thoughts what I should write about? 

Stabbed in the Jugular

Hello again !

I had started on a post last Monday during class and I was going to tell you that in a 6 day period I drank 224 ounces of Vitamin Water - that equals 3.5 days worth of water. At one point my body was only processing vodka, lime, and Revive Vitamin Water. True story.

But. I never got around to writing that blog post. If I had, I would have told you how happy I was that SxSW was gone and that I didn't murder anyone with my car or bare hands. I sure as heck wanted to. 

I also would have told you that I had a come to Jesus talk with my ex-something and that his former ex/now current girlfriend wants to "stab [me] in the jugular". And oddly (or not so oddly - not really sure), he didn't seem to think that such a reaction was not the least bit DRASTIC or CRAZY. Perhaps, I should rewind a tad: he and I started to see each other when he and his ex had been broken up for over a year. She has returned to his life and they are now back together. He informed her of his life during the time she was gone and she now wants to kill me.  I found it (and still do...) absolutely ridiculous and hilarious. My mother didn't find it as funny. Every time I get off the phone with her she reminds me to stay away from the guy and the girlfriend because "they don't sound stable". Thanks, Mom. But seriously, if I get stabbed in the jugular there should be some questions to be asked and I will tape the name of the girl under my desk - so look there if I'm dead. 

I celebrated a birthday ! Woot ! Woot ! A group of friends and I headed out to Salt Lick for BBQ, but the stipulation was that everyone had to dress in their best preppy, country club attire. We looked ridiculous and I'll get pictures up soon. It was a great time and the overwhelming love from well-wishers was quite lovely. 

I had my 10(!) year high school reunion this past weekend and it wasn't nearly as painful as a) it could have been b) I expected ! Only 9 out of our 32 graduates showed up, but honestly, none of the creepy ones that I was scared to encounter were part of the group - hurrah ! My forever crush was there. With his new girlfriend. I may or may not have implimented Dwight K. Schrute's practice of "shun/unshun". What? I take my 14+ year crushes very seriously... 

For said birthday my aunt gave me these really comfy sheets, but she warned me that the sheets were so snuggly and wonderful that "I'll never want to get out of bed" - um, have you met me? Do you know that I already have problems getting out of bed? The moment I got back from Waco, I popped those babies into the washer and bam ! put them on my bed and OMFGBBQ they are amazing. I had grand intentions of getting up at 9, but enjoyed the sheets so much that I stayed in bed until 1:30. 

I am now the proud owner of Slumdog Millionaire on blu-ray ! I am so excited. I had planned on watching it once I got home from work, but instead I think I'm going to save it for when I can make it through the whole movie... or maybe I'll just watch the dance at the end... Here, you watch it too and tell me that it doesn't make you smile: 

My (Second) Return

Hello There !

Almost two weeks ago I wrote that my return to journaling/blogging was brought on by sadness over a boy - and that was partly true, okay, mostly true. Now that I've had some time to go through the stages of grief - I'm over it. In fact, I'm doing pretty damn good. 

I'm making a more concerted effort to reconnect with those who I have lost touch with and keep up with them via phone, text, facebook, twitter, tumblr, and the frillion other social networking sites... 

I came to a realization that the lifestyle I was visiting was becoming all-consuming and I really needed to step back a little and reestablish that there is life outside of the service industry. I've met some really awesome people, some not so awesome people, and some downright toxic people. Perhaps that's like in any job, but I've never had to deal with that until now. 

I realize that I am extremely blessed to have such dear friends who stick by me when I go MIA for 9 months and I thank you all for being here still. 

And while I admit that my (second) return post is not about the agony and heartache I was feeling two weeks ago; this post does include an element of a boy. And I don't know how much I can or should say at this point, but I will say that it's remarkable how shitty one person can treat you and how wonderfully another can. In a previous relationship I felt that I dumbed myself down to fit into his world (and we all know how f'ing brilliant I am...) and made so many concessions that I finally realized that I had compromised myself. I don't do this now; in fact, he challenges me and has introduced me to a different side of life which is facinating and interesting. We have fun without the social lubricant of alcohol. He charmed my friends. We laugh. And he has great teeth. So...there's that. 

I'm horrendously terrible at keeping my cards close to the vest and in fact, I've always equated myself with the kid who is so excited about the Go Fish hand that she can't help but flash it to everyone around the table with an exuberant smile on her face.

Life's getting on track and right now, everything is coming up Pickle Stealer. ☺