Aww, aw, or awww, as in: Aww (aw or awww), that's so cute. Aww (aw or awww), that is amazing. Aww (aw or awww), she's got the best guy ever. Aww (aw or awww), congratulations on your promotion.
Awe, as in: Wow I'm in awe over this magnificent scenery. She was in awe over just how much money had been raised. The view was awe inspiring.
Aww, aw and awww are all versions of slang. Awe on the other hand is an actual word and should be used as such.
Awe: A mixed emotion of reverence, respect, dread, and wonder inspired by authority, genius, great beauty, sublimity, or might: We felt awe when contemplating the works of Bach. The observers were in awe of the destructive power of the new weapon.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Day Nine: The Duggars
I love the Duggars.
The very liberal, very unsure about my religious stance, very crunchy granola, very sustainable living advocating, very feminist person I am loves the Duggar family. And it's taken me some time to accept this about myself. And even longer to realize why I do.
A while ago I asked Facebook whether they'd like to be a Gosselin or a Duggar. At that point I was on the fence. I mean, there are some unconventional downfalls in being a part of either family, right? Like no TV or Hailey Glassman for a step-mommy. Decisions!
But the more I thought about it the more I decided the Gosselins are batshit crazy and I actually kind of enjoy the Duggars. Jim Bob is totally that corny uncle you roll your eyes at and don't always agree with but kinda love anyway.
Without further adieu: why the Duggars win every time.
Case in point, there was an episode when they were working on the Bates' house in Tennessee and Jana was cutting floor tile and laying it in a bathroom all by herself. She was asked how she could possibly do that while wearing a skirt and she replied, "I don't know, I've never done it any other way." And then Jim Bob was asked about the girls helping the renovation project and he said they've always done projects like that. Girl, boy, it didn't matter. And then you cut to Michelle talking about how she has a license in real estate and helped run Jim Bob's car lots.
Sure, they are super conservative and believe in a certain family structure, but there is a whole lot more girl power going on in that house than people realize.
So yes, Virginia, I'd be a Duggar before I'd be a Gosselin...in a heartbeat.
The very liberal, very unsure about my religious stance, very crunchy granola, very sustainable living advocating, very feminist person I am loves the Duggar family. And it's taken me some time to accept this about myself. And even longer to realize why I do.
A while ago I asked Facebook whether they'd like to be a Gosselin or a Duggar. At that point I was on the fence. I mean, there are some unconventional downfalls in being a part of either family, right? Like no TV or Hailey Glassman for a step-mommy. Decisions!
But the more I thought about it the more I decided the Gosselins are batshit crazy and I actually kind of enjoy the Duggars. Jim Bob is totally that corny uncle you roll your eyes at and don't always agree with but kinda love anyway.
Without further adieu: why the Duggars win every time.
- They talk it and walk it: the Duggars don't just say they believe in certain things but then engage in the same things every day but Sunday. Meaning, do you know how many people I know who shun gambling but visit casinos and don't want their preacher to find out? Or purchase alcohol but vote against county alcohol sales. I hate that kind of stuff. The Duggars say they shun birth control and have 18+ kids to prove it. They have convictions and they stick to them. It's admirable. Even if I don't agree with the premise behind those convictions.
- So we might not agree on the abortion front we do share a common belief in the rights of the mother in regards to her labor and delivery. I love that Anna had her baby at home and that Mama Duggar has had several VBACS, home births and home labor.
- Cousin Amy is so Marilyn from the Munsters. The one of these is not like the others factor, you know? It cracks me up.
- Free Jinger. The Duggars have the best message boards to lurk about on for amusement. Somewhere along the way the Gosselins stopped being any fun at all for this sort of thing. (let's be honest, the Gosselins need to be shipped to Madagascar in crates at this point)
- I just like guessing (and making up my own) J names. And in a house with a Jonathan, Jack and Jill I feel a certain J kinship.
- Tator Tot Casserole. How can you deny the awesomeness of a family that comes up with such a culinary masterpiece?
Case in point, there was an episode when they were working on the Bates' house in Tennessee and Jana was cutting floor tile and laying it in a bathroom all by herself. She was asked how she could possibly do that while wearing a skirt and she replied, "I don't know, I've never done it any other way." And then Jim Bob was asked about the girls helping the renovation project and he said they've always done projects like that. Girl, boy, it didn't matter. And then you cut to Michelle talking about how she has a license in real estate and helped run Jim Bob's car lots.
Sure, they are super conservative and believe in a certain family structure, but there is a whole lot more girl power going on in that house than people realize.
So yes, Virginia, I'd be a Duggar before I'd be a Gosselin...in a heartbeat.
Day 8: I Bought Stuff
1 crew neck sweater in blue
1 v neck sweater in pink/orange argyle
1 purple flannel shirt
2 cardigans in red/gray/cream argyle and purple/orange argyle
2 pairs of corduroy pants in khaki and gray
1 pair of jeans (finally succumbing to petite because y'all...I've got WAY short legs)
1 pair of brown moccasins from American Eagle ($8!!!)
1 pair of tennis shoes from Off Broadway
2 winter coats from Old Navy
Old Navy had 50% off their winter coats. I bought them online using my Old Navy card and saved an extra 30% plus free shipping, I also had a $10 off code for using my card last billing cycle. So long story short, 2 coats for $41 total!!!
My American Eagle mocs were a great deal as well. Marked down to $19.95, they rang up $11.95 and they let me use another coupon at the store which brought it all down to $8. I was happy to have gotten them for $20...$8 felt like a really good robbery.
And over at JC Penney I spent enough that my cashier used every dollar amount off coupon for my order which knocked $45 off the entire thing.
Long story short: I ADORE saving money and yesterday was awesome.
1 v neck sweater in pink/orange argyle
1 purple flannel shirt
2 cardigans in red/gray/cream argyle and purple/orange argyle
2 pairs of corduroy pants in khaki and gray
1 pair of jeans (finally succumbing to petite because y'all...I've got WAY short legs)
1 pair of brown moccasins from American Eagle ($8!!!)
1 pair of tennis shoes from Off Broadway
2 winter coats from Old Navy
Old Navy had 50% off their winter coats. I bought them online using my Old Navy card and saved an extra 30% plus free shipping, I also had a $10 off code for using my card last billing cycle. So long story short, 2 coats for $41 total!!!
My American Eagle mocs were a great deal as well. Marked down to $19.95, they rang up $11.95 and they let me use another coupon at the store which brought it all down to $8. I was happy to have gotten them for $20...$8 felt like a really good robbery.
And over at JC Penney I spent enough that my cashier used every dollar amount off coupon for my order which knocked $45 off the entire thing.
Long story short: I ADORE saving money and yesterday was awesome.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Day Seven: A Random Fact About Me
When I was 5-6 years old I only ever wanted to wear Keds shoes, because that's what Shari Lewis from Lambchops Play-a-Long wore.
The other day I noticed a girl in one of my classes was rocking a pair and I got inexplicably excited at the thought that the hipsters were making a Keds Comeback happen.
The other day I noticed a girl in one of my classes was rocking a pair and I got inexplicably excited at the thought that the hipsters were making a Keds Comeback happen.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Day Six: Making Plans
Not the Duggar post yet, but it's coming. I have lots of Duggar thoughts that I need to get out. Duggar thoughts you might find surprising, unless you've talked to my brother and know what a mega fan I am. Hmph...
Anyways.
I awoke this morning and caught up on some Mighty Closet. I was totally inspired. As I've talked about before, I exist in a space of constant struggle: the battle between cute outfits and yoga pants. I'm ashamed of how often yoga pants win. But I am trying to be better. A huge part of it is to stop feeling awkward in clothes that aren't sweats or jeans. I have to try and stop feeling like people are staring at me. (This is a huge internal thing that most likely comes from my Mamaw...if I want to get all psychobabble about it all, but that's a longer story for another day.) Bottom line, most of the time I just prefer to wear stuff I feel invisible in. Isn't that terrible? I know!
So I've spent today making a list of new things I need for my closet. I'm justifying my shopping this weekend by declaring that the Kentucky Historical Society (technically they aren't even hiring, but they want me...even if they don't know it yet.) (also, real estate? super cute and cheap in Frankfort.) (p.s. would you vote for me if I ran for governor? I'm just putting some early feelers out there...) or any other similar organization or company would never hire me if I dressed like a bum. Good enough, no?
Needed:
-cardigans
-blouses and button ups (to layer with said cardigans)
-crew neck sweater
-at least 3 new pairs of jeans in various washes
-new pair of flats:heels:boots
-winter coat that's both warm and light
-a replenished stock of earrings, rings and necklaces
Conundrum: I've picked up the phone at least 10 different times this week to make a hair appointment, but I can't commit. I've had some terrible hair salon cuts in the past. How do you decide on one to trust? There should be more reviews out there...just saying.
Anyways.
I awoke this morning and caught up on some Mighty Closet. I was totally inspired. As I've talked about before, I exist in a space of constant struggle: the battle between cute outfits and yoga pants. I'm ashamed of how often yoga pants win. But I am trying to be better. A huge part of it is to stop feeling awkward in clothes that aren't sweats or jeans. I have to try and stop feeling like people are staring at me. (This is a huge internal thing that most likely comes from my Mamaw...if I want to get all psychobabble about it all, but that's a longer story for another day.) Bottom line, most of the time I just prefer to wear stuff I feel invisible in. Isn't that terrible? I know!
So I've spent today making a list of new things I need for my closet. I'm justifying my shopping this weekend by declaring that the Kentucky Historical Society (technically they aren't even hiring, but they want me...even if they don't know it yet.) (also, real estate? super cute and cheap in Frankfort.) (p.s. would you vote for me if I ran for governor? I'm just putting some early feelers out there...) or any other similar organization or company would never hire me if I dressed like a bum. Good enough, no?
Needed:
-cardigans
-blouses and button ups (to layer with said cardigans)
-crew neck sweater
-at least 3 new pairs of jeans in various washes
-new pair of flats:heels:boots
-winter coat that's both warm and light
-a replenished stock of earrings, rings and necklaces
Conundrum: I've picked up the phone at least 10 different times this week to make a hair appointment, but I can't commit. I've had some terrible hair salon cuts in the past. How do you decide on one to trust? There should be more reviews out there...just saying.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Day Five: She Solves Things
I think I've solved my blogging problem. It goes a little something like this:
I spent a lot of my previous blogging life talking about my life up to this point. I got out my feelings about my grandmother. Feelings about my Dad's health. Other family stuff. Tied up high school in a little red bow. Confessed my college misgivings. And talked about every other thing I'd ever wanted to discuss or get off my chest. And now that I have a full time place for all of the political snippets I collect throughout my day, I really have lost my last interesting snippet of voice around these parts.
I find myself envying friends who have babies. Not because I want a baby. No, it's more sinister than that. I envy babies because they are tremendous blogging fodder. Would Dooce still have things to talk about if she didn't have Marlo and Leta? Okay, probably...because she's Dooce and amazing. But for the most part, kids are awesome topics for blogs. Because kids do freakin' funny stuff, and say the craziest things.
When I was in school I spent a lot of time writing things that centered around Jonathan, because even then I appreciated the kid factor. I won a Young Author's Award on his birth story. I made a classroom full of 5 graders howl with laughter over a story about his Superman escapades. I caused an 8th grade English teacher to cry over a story I wrote about my baby brother. And I even blogged about him quite a bit back in the day.
But then it happened: Jon grew up. 14 year olds still do funny things, but they also know how to google. And they don't appreciate their funnies displayed for all the internet to see. Unless you ask for express written permission and offer royalties.
14 year olds are pretty much pieces of crap.
So without any major life changes over the last few years (on the one hand, thank God, and on the other hand...meh, nothing to say) I have simply run out of anything interesting to talk about. Or perhaps I just think I have. I'm not quite sure yet.
However, I'm not giving up. I'm just regrouping. Over the remaining NaBloPoMo time frame I'm determined to find my blogging voice again. Without resorting tokidnapping borrowing a baby, I swear.
Coming soon, attempt #1: my thoughts on the Duggar family.
I spent a lot of my previous blogging life talking about my life up to this point. I got out my feelings about my grandmother. Feelings about my Dad's health. Other family stuff. Tied up high school in a little red bow. Confessed my college misgivings. And talked about every other thing I'd ever wanted to discuss or get off my chest. And now that I have a full time place for all of the political snippets I collect throughout my day, I really have lost my last interesting snippet of voice around these parts.
I find myself envying friends who have babies. Not because I want a baby. No, it's more sinister than that. I envy babies because they are tremendous blogging fodder. Would Dooce still have things to talk about if she didn't have Marlo and Leta? Okay, probably...because she's Dooce and amazing. But for the most part, kids are awesome topics for blogs. Because kids do freakin' funny stuff, and say the craziest things.
When I was in school I spent a lot of time writing things that centered around Jonathan, because even then I appreciated the kid factor. I won a Young Author's Award on his birth story. I made a classroom full of 5 graders howl with laughter over a story about his Superman escapades. I caused an 8th grade English teacher to cry over a story I wrote about my baby brother. And I even blogged about him quite a bit back in the day.
But then it happened: Jon grew up. 14 year olds still do funny things, but they also know how to google. And they don't appreciate their funnies displayed for all the internet to see. Unless you ask for express written permission and offer royalties.
14 year olds are pretty much pieces of crap.
So without any major life changes over the last few years (on the one hand, thank God, and on the other hand...meh, nothing to say) I have simply run out of anything interesting to talk about. Or perhaps I just think I have. I'm not quite sure yet.
However, I'm not giving up. I'm just regrouping. Over the remaining NaBloPoMo time frame I'm determined to find my blogging voice again. Without resorting to
Coming soon, attempt #1: my thoughts on the Duggar family.
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