Feb 8

Had a good weekend. I don’t have too many photos uploaded yet but the one on top is from Friday night. Will came down from Dallas and those are some of his old frat brothers.

I had a pretty joyful weekend. Here’s my weekend joy list.

  • Will came to visit. We hardly got to see each other because unexpected events (my bad) but we managed a few drinks Friday and we’re grabbing yogurt on campus today before he heads back to Dallas.
  • I treated Brandi (because she cooks and spoils me) to Dear John. She’s a big Nicholas Sparks fan. I have to say Channing tatum is hot!
  • Dave, Brandi, and I tipped our hats off to Valentine’s day (I do this often- acknowledge love day) by watching a film screening on desire at the Blanton Museum. More on this later.
  • Tried out a new dim sum place (more on this later).
  • Watched the second half of the Super Bowl.
  • Had homemade green chicken enchiladas while watching a comedy with Brandi and Jessica.
  • I had 8 hours of sleep Saturday night. Something I hardly ever swing.


What’s on your weekend joy list?

Feb 3

I’ve been blue and I’m guessing this will be my general status quo for a while. I’m very much a type 7 kind of person so I don’t do very well sitting on my couch and feeling sorry for myself. I’m the kind of person who when faced with bad moods and heartache, I do my best to battle it with good times and reflecting on blessings. I cackle extra hard at mediocre jokes and I seek adventure. I’ve jumped out of planes and shot guns and traveled all in the spirit of avoiding pain. I’m pretty open to new experiences, but especially so when faced with adversity.

Although this is how I am, I don’t think it’s exactly healthy. I think we have to let ourselves mourn and feel what we feel now so that it’ll eventually run empty. It doesn’t mean I have to like it when my melancholy catches up to me and holds me in a lingering embrace. Actually it felt more like an unwelcomed, crushing bear hug. And that’s exactly what it did yesterday. The afterglow of my weekend in Houston wore off and I just felt extremely sad. All day. Most of the night. I’m a pretty rational person and I know bad times (and obviously good times) will pass. It’s just that I’m fucking impatient.

In the spirit of being more healthy about my coping with pain, I sat yesterday and bore the depression during work hours. Then, true to form I tried to use it as a trigger to propel me away. I completed tasks I was avoiding because I figured, hell, I’m having a bad day anyway, let’s just get this all out of the way. I cried my way through it and eventually made it to bed.

Here I am this morning. Ready to face it again. Tonight I’m meeting up an old/new group of friends and cooking something. Don’t know what yet. You know, to distract myself.

To nurse that afterglow I mentioned, I’m going to post random fun pictures from my weekend in Houston. (I have a progressive meal series to work on posting as well).









This picture makes me laugh out loud. I accidentally grabbed his butt right at the very second the picture was snapped. I thought it was his back! I did this to Jessica earlier that same day too. Oi.


What do you do when you’re feeling down?

Jan 9

I love the Alamo Drafthouse, a movie theatre chain in Austin and now Houston which not only lets you order food and eat and drink as you’re watching your movie but they also host a few fun themed nights. Deesh told me about how he saw the last Rose Bowl when UT played and won the championship at Alamo Drafthouse. It sounded so awesome that Alan rallied a troop to do so this Thursday.

We picked the Ritz location which is downtown with the logic being we’ll be able to just walk out and instantly be able to barhop in celebration or barhop to lick our wounds.

Sadly, we (or they, I was actually designated driver) drank to lick wounds. Such bad luck. Not to be a sore loser at all, but Alabama had an ugly win. They did not have the honor of playing the team that got us to the championship in the first place. Our star QB got injured the first two minutes of the game. I’m still very proud of our football team.

Hook Em!
Jan 1

I wish everyone a safe, better than 2009, healthy new year in 2010. I had a wonderful time last night and spent today eating good barbecue, seeing Jen T one last time before she goes back to Philly tomorrow, browsing a bookstore, and now I’m doing some cleaning and game planning for 2010. I’m feeling good over here.

Dec 31

In comparison to 2008, 2009 was awful! The one thing I can think of that 2009 had over 2008 was that I read more than double the books I read in 2008. I’m anticipating the fresh feel of a new year that is 2010. In the meantime, here’s a review of how my year has gone with heavier emphasis on my blessings verses my misfortunes.

Note: All links open in a new window.

January 2009


Celebrating New Year’s with the boyfriend

February 2009


Alan and I at the Killer’s Concert

March 2009


Rodeo, Austin, TX

April 2009


Selina’s Birthday

May


Celebrating Sae’s law school graduation

June 2009


Cindy and me at Grand Lux Cafe in Houston

July


Brandi and me on Fourth of July

August

  • The first two weeks of August, I tried to squeeze in as much time as I can with Alan because he was about to leave for Korea for up to 4.5 months.
  • Starting, August 16, I started counting days Alan was gone.
  • Kim came to visit the weekend of the 22nd and we saw Wicked.
  • I saw 500 Days of Summer three times this month, in theatre, of course. This is the first movie I’ve done that.
  • Jon visited from NYC.
  • I got a part-time, part-time (yes you read that right) job, thanks to Brittany dropping a good word for me.


Alan’s last night out with friends before going to Korea.

September

October

November


Having hot chocolate at Ren Fest.

December


After party in the car.

I’m a blessed girl. Instinctively, I’d tell you my 2009 was pretty awful but when I write it all out like this and focused on the good rather than the bad, I can see now I’m still quite lucky. Farewell, 2009.

Tell me how your year went. Or better yet, if you have a year in review entry, I’d love to read yours.

Dec 30

One of my New Year’s resolutions should be to get better at taking self portraits. These photos were all taken by me Saturday night. The last one was REALLY off but maybe it’s because I drank half a beer. (I’m weak sauce.)


The last one is a really cute one of Pinky but it was originally supposed to be a group shot.

Dec 30

5120 Washington Ave
Houston, TX 77007
(281) 701-4248

Okay, let me get this fact out of the way first. Taps has NINETY-SIX BEERS ON THE WALL. NINETY-SIX.

I was in Houston for the holidays and had a fun night out at Taps with some Houston girl friends. I like the crowd here. No attention hungry loud girls, no dudes in Affliction/douchebag t-shirts, just young professionals in their mid-twenties to mid-thirties. The bar staff is super friendly, the prices were reasonable, the beer abundant. I’m liking this place on Washington Avenue. It would be a great place to come back to on an off night when it’s less crowded and watch a sports game.


More beer on tap


Cindy, me, Pinky.


Lovely sisters: Pinky and Aishah. Aishah was a roommate of mine in college for three years!


In case you are wondering, Aishah’s doing a fist pump, a la Jersey Shore.


There was a time when this girl was in middle school and would come up to Austin to visit her sister and me in college, now she’s all grown up and is our fricking designated driver.

Dec 25

Dec 14

Dec 12

When you run out of bar supplies, using a measuring cup is a very exact way of pouring your drinks.

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