Pass It On

Feeling 33

This past Valentine's Day, I was SO EXCITED to get home after a looooong day of work to be with my honey (and eat Chinese food on heart shaped plates. That's winning right there). You know how you feel like you just can't get home fast enough after a long day? I decided to take the toll road home so that I could get there as fast as possible. With my money ready, I slowed to a stop at the toll plaza, only to be told by the booth operator to go ahead, someone else paid extra for another car's toll. Just that little surprise made the day even better. So, when I started the list of potential ideas that would become "Feeling 33", paying a stranger's toll made it on to the list.

Since I don't take toll roads that often, it wasn't until this week that I actually had the opportunity to "pay it forward". I got my money all set, and when I reached the toll booth, I told the operator that I'd like to pay for the car behind me, as well. As I drove away, I looked in my rearview mirror and saw the car behind me reach out to hand over his money, and then I saw the booth operator gesture towards my vehicle driving away. I have no idea who the driver was, or what his response was, but it felt so good to know that maybe I'd made his day a little bit better.

Pass it on!

So Egg-cited

Feeling 33

There's one thing that I've never been a fan of, and that is the yoke in a hard boiled egg. I'm fine with it if it's it egg salad or a deviled egg, but if it's just plain, then no thank you. However I loooooove the white in hard boiled eggs. So this morning I got an idea - I'd try soft boiled eggs! Then I'd get the best of both worlds - the white from hard boiled eggs and the yolk from fried eggs. Thanks to Pinterest, I found a great site with instructions (because I need them!) here.

Even though it was super easy, I didn't place the egg in the boiling water quite gently enough. Next time, I'll try a spoon so it won't crack. But the final product was deeeelicious!

Almost 33 years old, and I just made my very first soft boiled egg. Just another example of how it's never too late to try something new!

My Timehop Bores Me (and why that's a good thing)

Feeling 33

Ahh, Timehop. Another social media tool to let the world know what we're doing - or rather, what we did. Don't get me wrong, I think it's pretty nifty. It's fun to look back and see how far I've come, and also be reminded how time flies. But my Timehop is also pretty boring. And I'm ok with that.

Whenever I see the Timehop notification that invites me to take a look back over what I was doing last year, two years, or seven years ago (because that's when I really started using social media), I get all excited - it's like a shiny package that I can't wait to open.

But then I find myself scrolling to the end of it and feeling like, "that's all? That's all that happened?" Ok, I'm being melodramatic. There are a lot of good things and fond memories from the past few years, but I also feel like there are some wonderful things happening right now, and to use an old cliche, "the best is yet to come." 

So as much fun as I've had in years past, I have no desire to go back, because it just keeps getting better and better. 

#gettingbetterallthetime
#thebestisyettocome
#howmanysongtitlescaniputinthispost
#blessed

Why I married him

Feeling 33

Last night, we went to the dollar store down the street from our home to get some Easter decorations. While I was perusing the assortment of plastic Easter eggs, my hubby says to me:

"If you need some eggs, I've got a bunch of them. I use them to make puppet eyes."

Best. Husband. Ever.

Oh where is my Easter Puffalump

Feeling 33

Seeing the adorable Easter egg garland that my niece and nephew made (pictures posted by my sister-in-law on their amazing blog), made me so excited about Easter!...and a little bit sad, as I realized that Easter is just a few days away and it isn't even CLOSE to Beginning to Look a Lot Like Easter in our home.
My hubby and I have a lot of stuff. What can I say, we're Geeks. And Geeks have lots of books, movies, magazines, comic books, journals, collectibles, and other things. Having so much stuff, however, requires us to be creative when it comes to adding decorations to our little apartment around all the stuff. I think we did a pretty rockin' job with Christmas, Valentine's Day was not bad, St Patrick's Day was a noble effort (as we're not Irish), but try as we might, we seem to be lacking in the Easter decor. It pains me to say that I can't find my purple Easter Puffalump (brought to moi by the Easter Bunny many moons ago). BUT I still have my Peter Rabbit (from the Easter Bunny, circa 1989 - I think).
I always loved how my childhood home looked all decorated from Easter, and I must say that I had the best Easter basket when I was little (it had iridescent Easter grass). So even though a part of me wishes that I could recreate the kind of Easter decor that I had growing up, I'm so excited to celebrate our first Easter together as husband and wife - and all of the Easters we have to look forward to together! Our Easter decor may be small, but it's just the foundation. And after all, it isn't the decorations, it's the memories that mean the most.

Miracles

Feeling 33

For some reason, I've been clumsier than usual lately. For example:

- As I was hanging a group of photos above our TV, I hit my head on the bookcase next to the TV table. It hurt for days.

- Not two days later, I got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Because I didn't turn the light on, as I turned to walk back into the bedroom, I walked right into the door, slamming my right eye. I thought for sure I'd have a black eye when I woke up, but instead it just hurt a ton every time I tried to put on make-up.

- And then, while getting ready to take a shower, I knocked my head into the shower caddy after turning on the water - in the same place I'd hit it on the bookcase earlier in the week.

Yep, that all happened within the same week.

(Also, I have a dark bruise on my knee and I have NO idea how it got there.)

So, while at work, I had an idea - what if I could teach myself to trip! You know, like how people do these optical illusions or stage combat thingys. I mean, since I have a clumsy tendency anyway, what if I could trip at will! How cool would that be? (In my defense, I've been very tired lately.)

But let me tell you, learning how to pretend trip is a lot harder than being naturally clumsy. Every time I would try to pretend trip, my instincts would kick in, trying to keep me safe. It got me thinking - aren't our bodies miraculous? Not only the way we have reflexes to catch ourselves, but also the way our body heals after we get injured. (I realized this after accidentally slicing my finger while washing my Ninja Pro Master Blender.)

So, even though my clumsiness can be a little annoying (and painful), I'm so grateful for this body of mine.

I'm still going to work on my pretend tripping, though!

Food for the soul

Feeling 33

Since I'm trying to do things I've never done before, along with doing my favorite things during Project Feeling 33, I thought I would finally read "The Little Prince." I bought the book forever ago with plans to read it, as it came highly recommended by, well, everyone. I got a great deal on Amazon for it, but then I got distracted by other series, like The Vampire Academy, Bloodlines, and Murder, She Wrote. (Don't judge me.)

However it was worth the wait. And it's now one of my favorite inspirational books. It made me want to reread some of my other favorite, uplifting books - and to explore other highly recommended stories.