THIS JUST PINNED!

I have a new obsession: pinterest. It satisfies several of my quirks at once: crafty things, organizing into groups & planning for future projects.

This is what I've pinned today:

I love really great photography, especially if the subject is edible. To me, it's FOOD PORN! This pin is a quick reminder of set up and proof that you don't have to have a fancy DSLR (but I NEEEED one!) to take great photos.

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One day I imagine myself all June Clever-esque with my happy little ones tugging on my apron strings. Whilst in my pearls I hoist them atop the counter to help me make magical things such as this edible chocolate play dough.

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I love organization. Ok...my OCD loves organization, the rest of me is a pig. Anywho...this is brilliant & I already have a little sandwich bag full of these bread tags to label all of my cords like a pro. Sadly, I can't find said baggie BUT as soon as I do I'll be a bread tagging fool!

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This looks delicious. I've made galettes with apples many times but never peaches. Only one minor change...I'd have to peel the peaches. Jenn doesn't eat fuzz. I'll save this one for later since I'm on a diet & have a fridge full of beautiful, colorful, doesn't-taste-like-a-Big-Mac-but-I-can-dream veggies to prove it. I'll file this one away in my FOOD PORN section. Don't judge me.

 

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I FREAKING LOVE FALL! And this wreath is beautiful. It sells at Williams-Sonoma (swoon) for $100 and the tutorial says they made it for $25. I bet I could best them & crank one out for about $10. Suckers.

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Hi. My name is Jennie. I have Misophonia.

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(group all together) "Hi Jennie."

 

 

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xoxo,

Jenn

I hate to say it but...

I hate to say it but when I pose a question to my boyfriend on facebook (instead of the usual text or facebook chat or yahoo messenger) it's because I want people to see how freaking adorable we are and gag.

And when said boyfriend replies via text, facebook chat or yahoo messenger to my public facebook wall question it leaves me just hanging and appears to my 640 closest friends that I've been FACEBOOK WALL JILTED!

And then they couldn't see the freaking adorableness that is us....and gag.

Oh Anthropologie, how you woo me so!

Mr. New Guy & I spent the day at Bridgestreet and one of my must-stops is Anthropologie where I found this milk bottle measuring cup set. I swoon...

How many times will it take for me to get it right?

What have I done?
I wish I could run
Away from this ship going under
Just trying to help, hurt everyone else
Now I feel the weight of the world is on my shoulders

What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
When all that you touch tumbles down?
Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow.

But how many times will it take?
Oh how many times will it take for me
To get it right
To get it right

Can I start again with my faith shaken?
Cause I can't go back and undo this
I just have to stay and face my mistakes
But if I get stronger and wiser
I'll get through this

What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
When all that you touch tumbles down?
Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow

But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me
To get it right
To get it right

So I throw up my fist
I will punch in the air
And accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair
I'll send out a wish
I'll send up a prayer
And finally someone will see
How much I care

What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
When all that you touch tumbles down?
Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow

But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me
To get it right
To get it right

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mb7dyVtdRlg

Green with Envy

Saint Patrick's Day is coming up and that combined with my Scotch-Irish heritage and love of all things green led me to post vertigris varieties via online vendors.

First up: Williams-Sonoma

Next (let's all sigh after we say this...) Anthropologie

These beauties courtesy of Modcloth:

Hearts, Chocolates & Eye Rolls

Valentine's Day is great and all. Really, I'm a big fan. Hearts all around.

But listen, we need to go over a few things.

Like taking pictures of the flowers and chocolates your sweet patootie sent you and posting them on facebook.

Just don't do it, okay?

It's the love equivalent of Farmville.

You're much better off sending pictures of your love loot to the select girlfriends who will be the most jealous. That way, you get the Valentine's envy you desire without making your other 564 facebook 'friends' roll their eyes and gag.

I know it makes me sound like I have Love Day issues but I really don't. I just happen to like getting better flowers than all my friends.

Don't judge me.

Cherry Earrings

My Grandmother (aka Bududder) was cleaning out her jewelry box when she came upon these earrings. Adorable cherries with little gold leaves. I remember them so vividly from my childhood it immediately brought back a nostalgic feeling.

She wore them to church the following Sunday and grinned at the compliments.

A few days later at breakfast she jumped up and ran out of the room. She came back with the cherry earrings. I proudly wore them to work and thought of her all day.

Food Porn

I have dreams about food a lot. Either my foodie tendencies flow into my subconscience or maybe it's the fact my tv is on Food Network 90% of the time.

Actually, it probably has something to do with the fact that I read cookbooks before bed like novels.

These are just some of the characters that made it into last nights dream.

Behold: FOOD PORN

The Guy That Said Goodbye

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9oG1IfQx9Oc

New Guy sent this video to me about a month ago and with the impending anniversary of Mr. X's (albeit beneficial) departure I find myself listening to this song.

Popping Pills

WHAT THE CRAP IS GOING ON?!?!

I don't get into all the mystical mumbo jumbo of astrology but my good friend Brooke does. She informed me a couple of weeks ago that Mercury was in retrograde. This apparently means that all mammals go nuts and flip out. Hmmm...yep that pretty much sums me up lately.

You see, it all started because I was happy. And that made me stupid.

(cue flashback music and soft-focus montage)

(enter a tall, handsome man)

After the Year of Sorrow in 2010 my doc suggested (ok, down right insisted) that I go on Prozac. It was all well and good until I realized the 2 very important catches with such medicines:

#1 - When God, the Rx and life in general starts to improve, it's easy to miss a dose.

#2 - They really mean it when they tell you not to abruptly discontinue use.

I felt life somewhat returning back to normal & stopped taking them. Cold turkey. Not my smartest move.

Then things sort of snowballed.

Three weeks off the Prozac, Mercury apparently freaking everyone out, female biology (ahem), and the tiny fact of coming across the 1 year anniversaries of painful events does not make for a pleasent Jenn.

I'm afraid those closest to me - Mom, Dad, Bud & New Guy - are feeling the brunt. Last night I felt more like myself than I had in a while. It was nice to see myself again. But around 10 a.m. this morning I was on the roller coaster again. Poor New Guy got caught up in a facebook IM with freak out Jenn. It wasn't even 20 minutes later (after he abruptly signed off to escape) I realized how stupid I was. Sigh.

At least I can feel myself coming back a little.

Sometimes there's nothing left to do but beg God to calm me down and ask him to not let me ruin any of the wonderful relationships He's blessed me with.

Thank you

Today New Guy & I have been dating for 3 months.

I know, it's incredibly girly of me to get excited each time a month goes by but I do.

New Guy is incredible! He's so smart & funny & kind to me. He has a wonderful Christian heart. His family is warm & loving & genuinely good people. He is tickled pink when I cook for him, even when it's plain comfort food. During Christmas (my FAV time of year!) he not only took me on a surprise drive to look at lights but we listened AND sang along to Christmas songs the whole time!

We have a million inside jokes & it seems like we add more every week. He lets me talk about Doondaddy (and sometimes cry) as much as I want to. My OCD & his neat freak tendencies match up nicely. He likes snuggling up to watch a movie. He's sweet to his dogs. We both like 'old fashioned' words & phrases such as tomfoolery & top drawer. Sometimes he ends a text with 'xo.'

If he reads my blog I'm sure he's gagging by now but I am so happy I just had to post a note in grateful admiration that God has blessed me far beyond what I deserve by bringing him into my life.

So New Guy, if you stumble upon this thank you for a wonderful 3 months.

You are top drawer.

xo