tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43527995149132540712024-03-14T01:07:49.453-07:00A Spot of TeaMy thoughts and opinions on all things related to literature, fashion, life, and culture.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-63563294267630561592012-02-25T05:53:00.000-08:002012-02-25T05:53:00.282-08:00UpdatesLately my mind has been pulling a...well, I guess I would call it a overhaul. My brain is working double time due to all the stuff going on and I think that I just need to unleash.<br />
I have not really been as "on" this blog as I would like to be, in fact I think I normally write when I have something pressing to say. Right now, I have everything and absolutely nothing to say...so I am writing.<br />
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This could end up being a bad idea.<br />
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Well, work is going realllllly well. Almost too well. I have gotten into the groove of things, but now it is almost monotonous. I don't know what I am really aiming for here. I got this job that pays the bills, but I think I am realizing that I am working because I have to. I know, "Welcome to the Real World Morghan. You and the majority of the population are working because you have to." I think that I am just hung up on it because my first thought is "why." I am not really the kind of person that wants to save money for a rainy day. I want to travel and see the world. I want to spend all my time with family and friends. I want to hitchhike all over the continental US. I want to help everyone that needs it. I want to create really awesome outfits and be able to wear them wherever I want. I want to write for the hell of it, and not because I have a project or a report or anything of that nature. I want to read books that move me, not articles on changing trend patterns. I want to be free to do everything I deeply desire. However, I am stuck in this thing called society and I have to follow it's stipulations to a certain degree. Which kinda sucks....<br />
I just got to spend 5 days with my amazing boyfriend, and now I literally ache for him. I never thought that love actually hurt. I thought that was something that silly, unintelligent people say. Man, has that opinion come back to bite me in the butt. It really is hard to be in a long distance relationship, like crazy hard. I miss so many aspects of being in a relationship that sometimes I feel like the day to day stuff that is so important is the stuff that I'm not really experiencing.... It's just frustrating is all.<br />
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Ok, this was a very "me, me, me" post, which I kinda hate...but I think it was important to get all this stuff off my chest.<br />
Until Next Time!<br />
MorghanMorganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-48499738962396930892012-02-04T16:16:00.000-08:002012-02-04T16:16:37.448-08:00NonsensicalSo, I made a promise that I would do one post every week...I think I might have bugged out on that one, but I thought I could at least try to make a post before I hit the two week mark.<br />
I don't really have much to say. I have decided, after much reading of Bill Bryson and excessive research, that my absolute top-notch dream career would be a travel writer/journalist. I could combine all that I love into one job....genius really. Now, as to how to accomplish this I have no clue.<br />
Confession: I am actually trying hard to get addicted to Pinterest. Of all people, I should have grabbed onto the trend by now. I freaking love the idea...I just haven't gotten to the point where I spend a lot of time on there. *sigh*<br />
Confession 2 ( I had no idea I had so many): Sometimes I really miss certain parts of Tx, usually those parts are about 6 ft tall-ish and rhyme with "Yen." However, today my mopey little pity party extended to another part of Paris. A part that looks something like this.<br />
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Are you salivating? I am...Yes, I miss Swirlz Bakery. A lot! What I would not give for a Pink Velvet cupcake and a few cake balls right about now...<br />
Ok, now that I am hungry, I shall sign off for the evening. Thank you for listening to my ramblings.<br />
Till Next Time.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-24292921242341724062012-01-23T05:44:00.000-08:002012-01-23T05:44:15.527-08:00Eco-DesiresOk, so here is something that I have decided this year...you know, the three weeks that have already passed by.<br />
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This year, for me, shall be the year of no consumerism.<br />
Why is this?<br />
Well, for starters, watch this video.<br />
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I have decided that this year I will not buy conventional clothes, shoes, accessories, beauty products or hair products.<br />
Whoa Morghan, Whoa! How are you going to go a whole year without buying soap, shampoo, or shoes...ewwww!<br />
Before you get too presumptuous, note that I did say no CONVENTIONAL shopping. I am allowing myself to shop at thrift/secondhand stores, and I will be making my own soaps, shampoos, deodorants, etc. which means that I will allow myself to buy organic ingredients for all of the above.<br />
To be perfectly honest with you guys, I don't know exactly why I am doing this. I want to challenge myself to live "greener" and simpler. I want to do things that will better someone other than just myself. Over the last few months I have noticed the rampant spirit of consumerism in my life and, quite frankly, it disgusted me. I am in a position in life where I really need to save money. The list kinda goes on and on.<br />
Also, as I mentioned before, I am in a bit of a creative rut...which I am working on getting out of, but this is one way that I can contribute to my Get Creative Project.<br />
All in all, I just want to "renew my intentions" for all of you Yogis/ Earth Freaks out there. (Love you all, by the way and wish that I were more devoted like you guys).<br />
So, if the next year you see me wearing the same outfit 5 times in a row, or you notice that my hair is looking a little funky, don't be alarmed. I am just going through a clothing cleanse, and trying to wash my hair with baking soda and apple cider vinegar.<br />
Ai yi yi.<br />
Ciao!Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-60870999470328681682012-01-16T09:06:00.000-08:002012-01-16T09:06:34.580-08:00Change in the Air...<div style="font-family: inherit;">It has come to my attention that in my last blog I grossly neglected to let you in on a delightful facet of my life.</div><span style="font-family: inherit;"> *drumroll please*</span><br style="font-family: inherit;" /><div style="font-family: inherit;">I have a boyfriend.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">If you watch my YouTube channel (which I will try to link somewhere on this page) you will know this fact, but for those of you who don't, I submit Exhibit A</span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kyY-E06Ldnc/TxRV2O2o9QI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yySyVf-RU4g/s1600/Ben%2526Morghan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kyY-E06Ldnc/TxRV2O2o9QI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yySyVf-RU4g/s320/Ben%2526Morghan.jpg" width="320" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Photo Courtesy of Hannah Elizabeth</span></span> </div>Yes, it's true...I wouldn't make someone like him up :D<br />
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Well, I have been reading a book by Bill Bryson entitled "A Walk in the Woods" which is all about his ambitious trek across the Appalachian Trail. Ok, aside from the fact that Bill is a positively witty author, I mentioned in a previous video that I love travel journal type novels. This book makes me want to pack up some camping gear and set out on the trail...even though the whole first chapter is devoted to the author's distress about the many ways to be attacked by bears. <br />
Now, those of you who know me will realize that this is probably utterly ridiculous. I'm not what most would call an "outdoorsy" girl *snickers* but I do have an adventuresome streak in me that prompts me to do ridiculous things.<br />
If any of you have a wanderlust streak in you, and if you have an appreciation for wit and intelligence, I would pick up this book. Tell me what you think!<br />
Until Next Time!Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-78151947396643791312012-01-10T06:01:00.000-08:002012-01-10T06:01:57.284-08:00New Year, New Post!Well, I figured it was about time for me to post again, I did a vlog the other day about my New Year's resolutions-type things, and one of these were that I wanted to blog more. The main reason for this is that I would really like to hone my writing skills....Somehow in my mind I have always imagined that I would be able to write America's best novel instantly, sans practice of any sort.<br />
I'm blabbering.<br />
Anyways, I have been trying this week to get my finances in order. I start a new job next week so hopefully the stretching and scrimping will decrease a little bit....I have a love/hate relationship with money...and cars. Perhaps they are related somehow ;)<br />
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Side note: I love Pennsylvania!! I forgot how much I loved the hilly roads, and all of the cute coffee houses, the hipster trend that has swept the nation, the cars with butt warmers ;p All of these things are quaint perks to living in a Northeast metro area that I greatly missed. Negative aspects: It's freaking cold!!!! Seriously, I was in NJ the other day at a strip mall. For some strange and unknown reason I felt it was necessary to wear a short dress and tights that day. It was 12 degrees. All. day. long. *Smacks Head* Oi, Pennsylvania and your crazy weather....<br />
I guess there are good and bad sides to everything.<br />
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That is pretty much all I have today, except for the idea that I am thinking of trying to make semi-daily OTD videos (that's Outfit of the Day for all you non-blogger/youtube junkies out there). I guess I consider it a sort of portfolio of my creative works. Is that too....weird? I don't know, it's an idea in the making.<br />
Later!Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-65204495122164385932011-08-30T20:15:00.000-07:002011-08-30T20:15:57.708-07:00Much NeededWell, I have been meaning to update, but as usual I procrastinate on most things that need to be done.<br />
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I have been doing a lot of thinking lately. (Insert Lafoo and Gaston dialogue here) While the thoughts have mostly been of an exciting nature, in every lump of excitement there is a snippet of dread. I think most of the dread stems from Fear. Fear of the unknown, Fear of making the wrong decision, Fear of hurting people's feelings, the list could go on.<br />
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I hate that. I hate that so many of my decisions have a niggling feeling of fear behind them. I really am not a fearful person. In fact most people would probably not describe me as such, but I know the truth. For years I was guided by fear and worry. It ruled me and it owned me. Now, I broke a lot of that off a long time ago, but unfortunately it still comes back to bite me in the butt every now and then. The sad thing is, I have become so accustomed to not dealing with fear and worry that whenever it plagues me, I usually get ridiculous headaches...which sounds weird but is completely legitimate.<br />
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Anyways, the thing I have been thinking about lately is my move. Yes, I said move. I know I have talked about it before but I am actually making it reality this time. I love Texas, I really do. It will be hard to leave all my new friends, but I realize now what a good thing I had. It was staring me in the face for so long that I started to take it for granted. I am moving back to Pennsylvania to fulfill my destiny. It feels kinda good to say it. Almost as if this little blog is some sort of forum for public declaration. Hardly, but that is what it feels like.<br />
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Isn't it weird where Life takes us? About 2 years ago I had a whole future planned out for myself, and now I realize it's going to be different than I planned. That's happened to me before, and I'm sure it will happen again. I'm not to keen on major directional shifts...much in the same way that most people aren't keen on the foundations of their houses being jolted about by an earthquake. However, these things happen. You take the good and the bad together and you can choose to focus on the good.<br />
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My mom used to say "You've got the same pants to get glad in as you got mad in." I realize now how true this really is. Thanks Mom :)<br />
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I don't really know what the point of this post was. Probably just to get stuff off my chest. That is what most of this blog has been now that I think about it. But it feels nice knowing that my feelings are out there.<br />
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Well, I am going to return to my glass of Shiraz and trying to get rid of this dreadful tension headache. Hopefully your Tuesday is going a little better.<br />
Until Next Time. Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-72255315353926622652011-07-17T20:48:00.000-07:002011-07-17T20:48:29.392-07:00Vlog<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/ajifqzKztKs?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Sooo I tried to edit this, but obviously it didn't work...so excuse the weirdness moments. You will know them when you see them :D Annnd obviously I don't know how to choose thumbnails for my videos. Ah well. Enjoy :DMorganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-60855774859322362122011-06-26T17:39:00.000-07:002011-06-26T17:39:28.791-07:00LifeLife is Precious.<br />
This is a lesson that I seem to be learning the hard way.<br />
*Grandparents in the hospital<br />
*Young People dying.<br />
*Missing out on the everyday of my little sister's lives<br />
* Best friends getting engaged and married and I feel like I am missing it.<br />
My mind is basically on overdrive right now so I'm sure I am not making sense, but I realize, as John Lennon so eloquently put it, "Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans." I think I realized this a lot over the past year. Just because I am not witnessing events, doesn't mean that they are not happening all around me. I think that it has hit me most when I go back to my Mum and Dad's house and see how much my baby sisters are growing up, or how successful my parents are now. My friends are getting married, traveling the country, or going off to even higher education. I know that we are NEVER supposed to compare our lives with others, but part of me wonders...Am I doing something wrong? What do people think when they see me after a long time? Do they notice a change? I guess I feel like I am stuck in a time capsule and am every now and then glimpsing the time passing by seeing what others around me are doing.<br />
This seems like a pointless waste of breath, but I really do feel this way.<br />
Should I be doing something different?<br />
I just want to embrace the people that I love and never let them go. You never know how long that you will be able to do this.<br />
For some reason my naturally humorous way of thinking is failing me today and I can only see the gravity of life...it's not really a normal feeling for me.<br />
Don't be surprised if I give all of you a HUGE hug next time I see you.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-39864787272658857212011-06-22T20:24:00.000-07:002011-06-22T20:24:04.939-07:00Hey Look! It's a vLoG!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/TZ10DMPHrLI?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Sorry about the quality, but basically I just felt like talking :DMorganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-3600185388170909512011-05-18T21:17:00.000-07:002011-05-18T21:17:16.362-07:00Procrastination guides me to success...I have gotten to the point in my life where the first thing I think when I wake up is "Coffee" followed closely by "Do I have time to press the Snooze Button?" Seriously. I used to think about food when I rolled out of bed, but I now can only think of my legal addictive stimulant, aka caffeine, to jolt me into my morning cognizance. <br />
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I really should be finishing up my final project right now, but as you probably gathered from the title, I have chosen to blog instead. Fun Fact: Did you know that I actually went to blog three or four days ago but Blogger as a whole was down. Now that I think about it, that wasn't really a fun fact.<br />
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I did more this weekend than I have in a long time. I:<br />
*Stayed out until the wee hours of the morning three nights in a row.<br />
* Went to a HUGGGEE party<br />
*Flew in a private/small 1940's style airplane. (Totally crossed something off my non-physical bucket list. :)<br />
* Had a drunk conspiracy theorist crash our group at a bar. (Ok, it was Appleby's, but we were in the bar section...)<br />
*Tried a Martini for the first time (Thanks Nigel!) and discovered that it really is as gross as it sounds. <br />
* I busted out my creative hat and actually made something that I was kinda proud of.<br />
*Caught up with waaayy old friends and met some new ones.<br />
*Reached a new level of understanding about the person that I am and how I tick.<br />
Seriously. It was amazing.<br />
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Another thing I also realized this weekend was how many movies I have watched since moving to TX. I very much know what I like, and I tend to stick to those types of movies. However, since moving to this itty bitty town I now call home, I have taken up with a group of guys who, let's face it, don't like chick flicks...as is the case with most guys out there now that I think about it. ANYWAYS, I have watched the weirdest conglomeration of sci-fi, suspense, superhero crazyness. It's definitely stretched my movie repertoire, but I somehow feel like I should be allowed to sneak a Jane Austen flick in the mix. Too much? I don't think so.<br />
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I'm writing about Health Care for this final project, I really don't want to work on this anymore. I suppose I should be happy that I am done in 4 days and then I will officially be a Senior in College...Whew, that's a whole other post right there.<br />
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Ok, enough procrastination. If you made it to the end of this blog you either:<br />
A) Have way too much time on your hands.<br />
B) Really love me<br />
C) Have the same sporadic way of thinking that I do.<br />
*If your answer is C, we need to hang out. Actually, I would be willing to hang out with you if your answer was any of the above...just saying :)Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-90842137398329534382011-04-25T07:50:00.000-07:002011-04-25T07:50:04.532-07:00Like A Butterfly...While this is a slightly depressing song, the chorus keeps popping into my head. Confession: I love Corinne Bailey Rae....she has the most mellow and soulful sound. Her voice has this syrupy sweetness that reminds me of sweet tea in the summer. Is that weird?<br />
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The other day someone told me that they thought I must have been a butterfly in a past life. I don't know if they meant this in a positive way or not, but that was the best compliment they could have possibly given me EVER. If you know me at all, you know that I have a tendency to be all over the place. I "flit" around like I don't have a care in the world, which isn't true...but I do think I give off this vibe. That being said, when I think of butterflies, I think of vibrant creatures that flutter about and bring joy. Think about it, as a kid the top two insects that you never kill or freak out about were butterflies or ladybugs. They were sweet insects that were more of a pleasure to see than a displeasure.<br />
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Also, when I think of butterflies I think of pollination. To me, this is a form of life-giving. Butterflies help keep things going. Their flitting about is helping the flowers keep growing. Butterflies bring joy, butterflies give life, butterflies are a symbol of freedom.<br />
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Now, when you really think about it, butterflies did not get to this place without working for it. They start out as caterpillars and have to work hard at becoming a butterfly. They literally trudge through life for awhile until the appropriate time comes when they have to work really hard to make their little cocoons. Then they have to wait....and wait....and wait. They know the good things are coming, but they also know that they have to work hard in order to get there.<br />
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So, to recap<br />
*Butterflies are carefree and bright<br />
*Butterflies give life<br />
*Butterflies bring joy<br />
*Butterflies understand that a good thing is worth waiting for<br />
*Butterflies are willing to work hard for that good thing.<br />
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Yeah, I think it's safe to say that I like being compared to a butterfly :)Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-58081800928093798152011-04-13T21:54:00.000-07:002011-04-14T04:54:00.430-07:00Wouldn't It Be NiceIf we were older<br />
Then we wouldn't have to wait so long.<br />
Wouldn't it be nice to live together<br />
In the kind of world where we belong.<br />
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You know it's gonna make it that much better<br />
When we can say goodnight and staaaay together.<br />
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Oh wouldn't it be nice.<br />
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This song has been stuck in my head for about a week now. Spring/Summer warmer weather makes me think of The Beach Boys, and therefore their songs are constantly stuck in my head and in my heart.<br />
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I have recently fallen in love with the idea of love. A long time ago I had this epiphany about what love really is. I wish that I had my journal right in front of me so I can re-read what I wrote. I think what I have fallen in love with is the realization that we were put on this earth to love others. We are here so that we can share the love that God spews forth on us with each and every person that we come in contact with. That is our calling. Now, I think we all do this is different ways, but overall I know that the foundation of each and every one of us is love. We were created because of love, we all desire and need love to survive. Songs are written about it, poets praise it's beautiful mysteries and elegant simplicity.<br />
When I die, the only thing I really want people to remember about me is that I loved. I want to be able to view others the way God sees them, as an individual beautiful creation with loads of potential. I want to rid my life of that ugly judgmental mentality that often creeps into my thoughts. I just want to allow my thoughts to be permeated with pure, unadulterated love. Is that so wrong?<br />
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I know this is no easy task, particularly in the World that we live in. But I'm fairly certain I want to attempt in. In fact, I want it to be my life goal.<br />
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I also had forgotten how much I love dancing in a public forum. The look of shock on people's faces when I randomly bust out the moves in the middle of a restaurant is well worth any slight sense of embarrassment that I might have had....Pshaw, who am I kidding? I totally was NOT embarrassed.<br />
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:)Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-21948708701736675022011-04-06T22:58:00.000-07:002011-04-06T22:58:48.003-07:00Downward Dog BaybayTonight I pulled out my yoga mat for the first time in about 3 months. Yes, it is 12 AM, and yes I decided to embark on this journey in hopes that I would get bleary-eyed and sleepy after stretching my limbs to their maximum capacity. Alas, this was not the case. After the first 5 minutes I remembered why I love yoga. There is something exhilarating about reaching for something that you didn't think was possible. Stretching your limits until you think you can't anymore...and then going that extra little bit. Even after a quick 20 minute vinyasa round, I stand up feeling like I can conquer the world.<br />
Which is precisely why I should not be doing this type of thing at O'Dark thirty in the morning.<br />
Sigh.<br />
I doubt if I will ever get to sleep.<br />
Is it possible to conquer the world in the middle of the night?<br />
Namaste.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-29733361497101852332011-04-02T14:34:00.000-07:002011-04-02T14:34:22.214-07:00Things that make me smile1. Family<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-akO1W1fYkyk/TZeWVz0vSWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/F5pVZFpHhRw/s1600/future.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-akO1W1fYkyk/TZeWVz0vSWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/F5pVZFpHhRw/s1600/future.bmp" /></a></div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-36414974481253980392011-03-24T18:30:00.000-07:002011-03-24T18:30:19.236-07:00Dah SicknessThat's right folks, I have been holed up in bed for three days with, what Northeast Texans affectionately call, "The Crud." Yeah, I think it's a little weird too...<br />
I have been watching an inordinate amount of TV, which is fun for one day, but after 3 days it is a little much. Not to mention that I really want to go outside and take a reaallly long walk but perhaps that wouldn't be such a good idea. What with me being the incubus of the viral plague and all.<br />
But in all honesty I am glad that it is spring and that tomorrow is Friday and that I can finally start dusting off my zillion pairs of gladiator sandals....Yes, I am that girl.<br />
Gah, I am craving a mocha right now. I don't even really like mochas. Knowing me, I will go and order one with the works, take two sips, realize that I don't like it, and chuck the remainder in the trash. POOF just like that $3.50 wasted. Ah well, at least I know I'm going to be wasting that money ahead of time and I'm not just trying to fool myself<br />
I really don't have anything else to say, other than what I have already stated, so I suppose I could stop rambling now.<br />
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Random Aside: I found Ralph Macchio on Twitter. If you could see me right now, you would notice the gigantic grin on my face. It's true, I am the 80's movie nerd and Ralph and I go waaaay back :)Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-2428944791059754952011-03-21T12:46:00.000-07:002011-03-21T12:46:44.124-07:00Spring Break=WhimsicalWell, I am officially on Spring Break and yes, I realize that I am about a week behind everyone else. I think that I have never really appreciated all that this break stood for. When I went to a brick and mortar type of school I wasn't really much of a partier (as much as that pains me to admit) so I didn't partake of the usual Spring Break festivites such as going to Florida and boozing it up.<br />
This year, however, I am looking forward to this week like nobody's business. Perhaps it is the sudden change in the weather, perhaps it is that I know I could bum around with several people and actually do something fun, perhaps it is the anticipation of doing something creative with my free time, or maybe it is just as simple as knowing I can go to the park with my iced coffee and my novel and enjoy the moment. Whatever the reason, I am looking forward to the rest of this week with delicious anticipation. <br />
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I have been thinking about California a lot lately. Not only has a certain someone been talking incessantly about In and Out Burgers *cough Ben cough* but also I have been really having a hard time dealing with the fact that there are so many job openings there and I am here, in Northeast Tx. GAHHHH, I hate decisions. I just started really feeling good about the relationships that I have built here when the whole issue of job dissatisfaction comes into play. Is there ever a time in anyone's life where everything is just 100% perfect? <br />
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I think I need a girl's night...complete with cookie dough and Rom-Coms...any takers?<br />
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On a side note, I am really thinking about writing a book. Yes, it would take awhile and I doubt I would publish the thing. But maybe it would be a good outlet for my nasty habit of daydreaming....Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-60218805082615201802011-03-15T07:53:00.000-07:002011-03-15T07:53:22.721-07:00What a Feeling.There are days where I feel like doing nothing but drinking coffee; cup after cup after cup. Why is this?<br />
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Today is one of those days. I am now, at 9:30 in the morning, on my third cup. Sometimes I think I drink out of sheer boredom, there is something about having a cup of coffee in your hands that automatically makes you feel slightly special. Other times I think I drink it because it inspires me and propels me forward. Now, I am sure most of these notions are in my head, but then again who is to say that coffee does not actually have the power to do all of these things, I most certainly am not about to argue it's mystical awesome-ness. I will merely revel in the aftermath.<br />
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Today is Tuesday, and by my own definition it is my designated school assignment day. I am completely lacking in motivation, however, and find myself dreaming of going outside, swinging at the playground, and going out to lunch with a handsome stranger who happens to know everything about Italy and can spend hours enchanting me with his fanciful re-tellings. Alas, I know that this will not happen today.<br />
Or will it?<br />
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I ran over a skunk last night, and now my car reeks. But of course being me, I didn't kill it. Oh no, I drove directly over top of this skunk to avoid brutally murdering the thing, and as a result got the full brunt of it's wrath on the under carriage of my vehicle. Now, I have to go and get my car washed. Something that I don't relish, seeing as how that will mean I have to get inside the car to drive it to town to clean it and right now it smells like Satan's armpit. Oi vey, why do I get myself into these types of situations?<br />
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I found my dream job yesterday on Craig's List, and they are hiring. It is in San Francisco though, and I don't know how I feel about that. There are a lot of things in my life right now that I am holding out for. Does a major move fit into my plans? Can I stand rejection from such a job that I realize would be absolutely perfect for me? Dare I apply without some sort of moving plan? It scares me to think I could make one false move and totally screw up my life forever....or maybe it doesn't happen like that. Maybe we have a lot of different paths that we have the option of taking. All of them will lead to the the same ultimate goal, but each one has it's own set of twists and hardships coupled with the perks. Something to lose sleep over I guess.<br />
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I really don't know if there was a point to this blog, but I needed to get some stuff off my mind, and what better way then to aimlessly send it off into cyber space?<br />
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Adieu for now...I obviously have way too much on my mind to continue in this fashion.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-22528701721286927132011-02-09T14:25:00.000-08:002011-02-10T07:33:57.099-08:00Perhaps I'm not the only one.Ok, so this may seem silly, but I put a lot of stock in music. God has spoken to me through songs more times than I could possibly count. When I was trying to decide if I wanted to move to TX, He spoke to me in song. When I was figuring out how I was going to handle my college situation, a song came on the radio that spoke to me in such a way that I was able to move forward in my decision making process. I think that God has the ability, and the sense of humor, to speak to each person right where they are sitting at any given time. He knows what will speak to us the most effectively and He knows how to get His point across. For me, it just so happens that this often takes place when I am blaring my stereo as I drive on one of my 40 minute stints to and from my various jobs. I love that He gets me and the way I think....that is not always an easy task.<br />
Anyways, I have heard the song "You Can't Hurry Love" on the radio at least 4 times in the past week alone, as if that wasn't enough, yesterday it was directly preceded by the song "Love Isn't Always On Time." Ok God, I get the picture :)<br />
In all seriousness though, I have been feeling my age lately. True, I am only 21 and I'm probably considered in my prime, but I guess I am feeling the reality of the fact that I am in my 20's. I guess I'm silly, but unlike a lot of people, I always considered my teens to be my teen years to be the crazy ones, my 20's to be the career/finding my niche years etc etc. Seeing as how my 20's are officially under way...I guess I find myself wondering if I have found my niche. I used to tell my friends that I was going to get married by the time I was 25 and no later. Now I realize that A) It is completely ridiculous to put time limits on things like that and B) 3 1/2 years is really not a long time. I guess I just think too much for my own good. Yeah, I'm pretty sure that is what it is.<br />
In other news, I have realized that the 90's weren't the worst decade for fashion...this allows me to transition to the other realization that I have had. I have gone far too long without going thrifting and currently vintage clothes have about the same appeal level as Mr Darcy...which is really saying something if you know me.<br />
Ok, that is enough . I will say goodbye for now. Thanks for falling victim to my "I'm stuck inside all day due to snow and I have nothing else to do" spiel.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-1182210200784378662011-01-23T22:42:00.001-08:002011-01-23T22:42:59.255-08:00It's VLOGGGGG time :)<iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5SfHYKHkiXg" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="640"></iframe><br />
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Here is my first vlog evahhh!<br />
What do you guys think? Should I do more? I kinda like it, not gonna lie :)Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-73873555530245208632011-01-18T08:41:00.000-08:002011-01-18T08:41:34.802-08:00Random Life MusingsOk, so lately my mind has been running on overdrive. I have yet to decide if this is a good thing or a bad thing :-S<br />
First, I have noticed that my life has become a bit routine as of late, particularly with this new job. I find myself getting up at the same time, doing yoga at the same time, eating something similar for breakfast every day, etc, etc.<br />
Why does this bug me? Most people find routines a comforting factor in their lives, while I tend to begrudge it's existence. <br />
It has come to the point where I have a desire to write down a bunch of random activities, place them in a hat, and draw one each day so as not to get bogged down by monotony. Is this feasible? Most likely no, but a splendid idea nonetheless.<br />
I think I have a restless personality and this is why things like this are bugging me. I also have been thinking a lot about my future lately, so that is probably a key factor as well. I only have about a year or so left of school so the reality of life is setting in and I am having to do some major evaluating/planning. <br />
Perhaps my desire to branch out is based in the uncertainty I feel about the unknown. I don't want to become a robot for the remainder of my life. I would really rather keep my love of life and spontaneity intact thank you very much! Will that be a possibility? Perhaps not on the same level as packing up on a "whim" and moving half-way across the country, but I am fairly certain I can make my day to day fun and not mundane.<br />
But how.......Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-3338546210380933232011-01-03T21:01:00.000-08:002011-01-03T21:01:45.421-08:00New Year, New Me?Well, this is it folks. It's the time of year where everybody reflects on their lives so far. People look at how they have changed over the course of the past 365 days, and they figure out a way that they can make the next 365 even better. I hear things like "I am going to get in shape," " I am going to spend more time with my family," "I am going to eat better," "I am going to read the Bible cover to cover," etc, etc, etc. Every time New Year's Eve rolls around, I find myself thinking about these things. Ultimately, I have come to the conclusion that people have a desire to better themselves. They want to make this year even stronger by changing something about themselves that they don't like or don't feel is up to par. For some reason, this idea gave me pause. Don't get me wrong, I am all about New Year's Resolutions, and I applaud all of those who are determined to make positive changes in their lives. However, I realize that for me personally, this is the opposite of what I want to do this year.<br />
I tend to be overly critical of myself. I am one of those people who find flaws in almost everything I do. This year, I want to embrace myself for who I am. I want to appreciate my "vices" such as my obsession with dried fruit and coffee. I want to learn to love the way I view life, I want to appreciate the talents that I have instead of trying to cultivate new ones that aren't necessarily what I am good at. I want to learn to be the best "me" that I can be....<br />
Perhaps this was a pointless post, but it was something that really struck me as an important concept, so I decided to share.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-3604558916628939292010-12-13T21:23:00.000-08:002010-12-13T21:58:39.746-08:00I can't focus on anything else right now, so I figured I would blog.<br />
Over this weekend, I had the opportunity to examine two very important women in my life; two women in whom I put a lot of trust and who I look up to very much. One of these women has told me how important she feels independence is. She said that she is perfectly ok with being alone. She knows her strengths and weaknesses and has come to the place where she doesn't feel the need to rely on anyone...she takes matters into her own hands. The other woman is almost the opposite. She is also strong and has a lot of confidence in her abilities. However, this woman relies heavily on those around her. I don't think this woman exactly relishes the idea of someday being alone, in fact, I think it scares her. She would be willing to do what she had to do, but I don't think she would be ok with it.<br />
Until about 2 months ago, I would have stated, without hesitation, that I was Miss Independent. I am the first to admit my mindset tends towards the side of feminism...I am not hardcore or anything, but I tend to abhor conventionalism. I don't really want to fit into a mold, I like standing out and being my own person. I do enjoy being independent and I like feeling as if I am solely responsible for my decisions. I came to the realization the other day, however, that made me re-evaluate a lot of my past ways of thinking.<br />
I wouldn't mind being able to depend on someone.<br />
I know this may seem like a "Well Duh" moment for some of you, however this was a big thing for me. I realized that I do want the stereotypical "female things." Wife, mother, homemaker, lover, friend for life. All of these things that I have fought for so long now seem much more, well, normal. I still don't think I will ever be the conventional woman that is so desirable, but I think that I have achieved a new level of respect for that woman.<br />
In order to bring it all home, I revert back to my original thought. Do I want to be the woman who is ok with being alone and relies upon herself, or do I want to be the woman who relies almost entirely on those that she loves the most.<br />
Answer: I want to be both.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-68469551093262790372010-12-06T18:21:00.000-08:002010-12-06T18:21:41.666-08:00SQUEALLLLLLL!Ok, so I feel as if every time I post something it is in a time of extreme emotion. Y'all probably think I am an emotional train wreck. Actually, this is not the case. I am someone who usually bottles my emotions inside. This is my way of letting it all out without actually bombarding those around me with my shenanigans.<br />
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I am soo psyched right now. Last week, I was totally stressing about my job, my future, my personage, basically everything. Now, I am starting to see things come together. I know that God has everything under control, and I know this because day by day He reveals His awesome plans to me. Not too much mind you, just enough to make me excited.<br />
I am (probably) getting another job. I still have to go through the logistics, but I think I am gonna get this one! No more retail! No more headaches! New adventures here I come!<br />
In other news, I have re-ignited my love with Coffee Mate coffee creamers *sigh* why did I ever stray?<br />
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*Jumps up an down and pumps fists in the air*<br />
YIPPIE!!!!!!!Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-7064515405962729972010-11-29T21:00:00.000-08:002010-11-29T21:00:01.216-08:00Why, why, why?There is no point to this post. Literally, none whatsoever. I think that I am just tired. Physically and emotionally. I want to be somewhere in the future, but I know deep down that these steps I am taking now are crucial in order for me to achieve those goals. I just don't like waiting, those of you who know me should know that.<br />
I think I just need a hug....or a stiff drink, I can't decide which would be better right now :)<br />
I will keep going, I will make it through tomorrow, I will have an amazing future. I know all of these things, I just don't like the rocky nature of the path that I am traveling right now.<br />
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I think I shall credit my discontent to my lack of sleep. I think a bubble bath will make this crap go away. I shall try and melt away the stress of the day with lavender and ylang ylang.<br />
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Perhaps a hug AND a stiff drink.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352799514913254071.post-71333990688317877752010-11-24T23:22:00.000-08:002010-11-24T23:22:56.528-08:00Holidays bring out the sap in meLegitimately they do. Babies are way cuter this time of year, and I always get a little teary-eyed on the Christmas morning commercials...even if they are for Kay Jewelers. Yes, I am a girl and I know that this fits into the stereotypical "girl mold" but I can't deny my emotions on this one :)<br />
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So in other news, I'm pretty sure I've made up my mind about location...I'm not ready to leave yet. I feel like there is so much I have left to do and I don't want to leave before I've had the chance to do them. I think my problem is that I try waaay too hard to plan out my life. I am going to adopt a surfer's mentality from here on it. Just take what comes and ride the wave all the way to the shore. It's all good baby.<br />
Happy Thanksgiving! Go eat some turkey. Or, if you're a veg-head like me you can have some of everything else that doesn't include flesh. Or be really smart and eat some of everything. (Can you tell I'm already hungry?)<br />
PS: I am in serious need of a hardcore roadtrip, so if any of you blokes have any ideas you should hit me up with those :)Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828454365143020458noreply@blogger.com0