black cat

Dear Black Cat,

Sorry I don't have a more flattering picture of you

Today I read someone's blog post about their cat, and it reminded me of you. (even looked like you a little, but don't worry, you're cuter)

I miss seeing your little furry drool-y face. You're so cuddley and "lovey-dovey" all the time; it makes it so enjoyable to pet you. You're a little feminine to be a male, but we don't judge. You purr uncontrollably several times a day, and takes naps even more often- it must be nice.

Be a good cat and I hope to see you sooner than later.

Love,
Jaimie

werido week

This past week was quite the week.

It was one of those where it lasts for what seems to be an eternity, and just about every day I was confused as to which day it really was; I can't even blame it on being sick or something.

It was also very draining between staying up til 3am doing midterms, and having a very intense 3 1/2 hour meeting that left me emotionally (and ultimately physically) drained for days after.

Although weirdly enough, it was kind of life changing, too. I've come to realized more of who I am, and what I want to become. I feel like the experiences I had this week, and particularly in that meeting, helped me to understand how important it is to stand your ground, regardless of what others think. I have a new admiration for people, of being examples of who I want to be, or do not want to be, and I even have a greater love for the major (International Cultural Studies- Communications) I have decided to stick it out with. I feel that it has built my character as a person, and as a citizen. I have a long way to go in every aspect of life, but I have a new determination to be the person I want to be, and surround myself with people that respect that, and do not judge me because of it.

Now, it's time for a new, and hopefully refreshing week!

Birthday Boy

So it's a bit late in the day to be doing this, but we are finally home for the night, and I couldn't finish this day by not dedicating a post to the cute little European we love! ;)


HAPPY BIRTHDAY WOLFGANG!



Now you are old like me!
I'm so glad that you were born :)

We've had lots of fun memories together,
And I look forward to many more to come.

I'm so glad you stuck it out with me, and that we're married, and that you are stuck with me forever! (mwah hahahaa...sucker!)

You're my best friend and I'm so lucky to have you in my life.

Love you!

2 months

I take great joy in knowing that in exactly 2 months, we will either be a. DONE and OUT of this apartment we are are currently in, or b. cleaning it and getting really really close to leaving it.

I can't wait for this day, minus the packing up and cleaning part.

I feel like living here has increase problems with anxiety, stress levels, and has lowered my tolerance level. I would actually really be interested if someone to do a study on the people who live here, in the rabbit hutches.

Things that have contributed to these problems include the fact that something is always going on. What can I say? I like being at peace in my home, a "place of refuge." What usually happens in a day at our apartment is either:

The baby next door is crying,
or
The rooster is crowing,
or
The neighbors/complex residents are making loud disturbing pleasure noises that no person should ever witness,
or
the baby next door is crying,
or
The whole place smells like sewage because of the sewage plant thing up on the hill behind us,
or
the baby next door is crying,
or
the children are obnoxiously (a word?) playing on the playground right outside our bedroom window
or
the yard workers are using REALLY LOUD MACHINERY that I have to YELL at Wolfgang to talk to him, and can't even consider making a phone call
or
a child from another complex is crying or throwing a tantrum
or
the baby next door is crying
or...
...repeat, repeat, repeat.

Ok, so maybe I'm being a scrooge, but I've had enough. I believe my blood pressure has risen to unhealthy heights, and my chances of explosion on innocent people has increased. This is not good.

I'll do my best to be a good righteous citizen until my days are up here.

(I'll try to say some nice things here now)
The few things that I will miss about living here, is the fact that we are so close to our friends, and that we don't have to pay for maintenance. Mmm....that is all.

I know I should be grateful for this place, but I won't, not ever, until I live somewhere worse with drug dealers or killers or prostitutes or all of the above as neighbors and then I'll think back, "oh yeah, I guess living in TVA wasn't so bad after all..."
But until then...
nope.

Hair snob

Ok ok, I realize I've been talking a lot about my hair lately. What can I say? I love having short hair, and I'm quite anal about it.

But along with having short hair, this equals having hair cuts, A LOT more often than I use to. I use to cut my hair maybe twice a year... I would let it grown out all nasty, but it didn't matter because I always had it up, because the humidity here in Hawaii gets the the best of it.

I've come to realize that I am a hair snob. I use to have my awesome roommate cut my hair here in Hawaii, but unfortunately for me (but fortunately for her) she has left da island and is now touring Jerusalem and surrounding areas.

So, that is the only person I have ever let cut my hair here, and any other times I waited until I was on the mainland to get it cut.

I hesitated to find someone to cut my hair that I trust; I don't like finding new people, and I've had my hair butchered before: no bueno. I flipped.

The first time I went to one place, and she did a pretty good job, although she informed me that she too was leaving the island for good in a week. great.

Since then, the short hair cut I got was from this amazing hairstylist in Vegas that I went do while we were on the mainland in August; she is so great, and I have had my hair done by her before. Needless to say, I've needed a hair cut since then, and have already had it trimmed once while I've been here. I've decided to branch out and try someone new, with the help of yelp.com.

Next Saturday Wolfgang and I have a hair app, and I'm nervous and hope that it'll turn out good, because this shaggy hair needs a good cutin'.

Sorry, that was probably a really boring post.

Editions

I love the farmer's market on campus every other Friday (pay day, sneaky sneaky)

Today was especially quite the event, because along with the farmer's market was a health fair thing of some sort. The farmer's market has really improved since it first started, and today we notice a few editions to the "menu," yummy cinnamon rolls, and this:


Mmm. I love bread. Especially with some olive oil and balsamic vinegar... mm MMM!

and,

Wolfgang is loving his new job at the Waikiki (Marriott) Edition. He's been working there a few weeks now, and this whole weekend they are super busy with the grand opening. Word has it that Usher and Christina Aguilera will be there; Wolfgang will believe it when he see's it.

If Usher really does show up, Wolfgang said he's going to ask him if he will make him famous like he did Justin Bieber. He'll even upload a youtube video, if he has to.

The hotel has been really hush hush about everything, but now that they are officially open, they have come out to the public. Click Here to watch a little clip about it that they did on the news today. (two picture icons under the red "Video Gallery" first the one on the right, then left.) Then there are some more pictures here. Quite risky with their choice of colors!

the new do

Someone that I don't even know gave me a great compliment about my new hair (even earrings). That was quite flattering, and made my day. (and I was even thinking that my hair was getting a bit shaggy and not so cute)