Or the obsessive-compulsive. I've been on sort of an organization kick lately. Which is weird. Because in the past, "organized" is not exactly a word anyone would associate with me. I'm all about cute office supplies and file boxes and all the jazz. That would probably be why am so very much enamored with this little ditty that I found: Things Organized Neatly. I happen to know one or two people who read this blog that might appreciate it. I know that I certainly do.
Have I mentioned how much I love the website We Heart It? Probably not. Especially since this love was very much of the unrequited nature, until very recently. Well, I do. I loves it. I loves it lots and lots. Every. Single. Image is so inspiring and creative. Beauty and talent and artistic emotional expression abound. I have selected some of the most recent images for your delight. There are new ones added just about every millisecond. Which is pretty cool, I think. Behold and enjoy.
Aren't they? My awesome mom sent this to me the other day. I happened to be at work, and my e-mail happens to go to my Blackberry, and I just happened to check it while I had some downtime (certainly NOT while I wasn't supposed to be looking at my phone). It was the best possible relief I could have asked for at that particular point in time. I've been really consumed with my job lately, which has taken a major toll on my emotions.
I wish I knew where it came from so I would be able to give credit where credit is due. If anyone does, let me know and I'll gladly link it.
In the mean time, please enjoy. And don't forget to stop and smell the roses. Or something like that.
The last couple of days have been difficult. Well, more difficult than usual. My sister is in Australia. In case you didn't know. Australia is halfway across the world. In case you didn't know.
I miss my sister a lot. But the last couple of days? I have missed her extra. I guess maybe things have just been a little bit more difficult for these few days? I'm not sure. I just know that I miss her.
I wish she were here. Or I wish that I were there. I'm not sure. I just wish we were together.
I think I'm supposed to pretend like she's still away at school. But that's just three hours away. This is about three billion miles away. It feels like another universe.
I'm sure I sound stupid. In fact, I know I sound stupid.
Janie is having the time of her life right now. She's soaking up every beautiful moment of life over there. I know she is. That's what she does. What kind of sister would I be if I tried to deprive her of that experience.
We've been through a lot together, my sister and I. We've been around the world. We've built houses. We've seen lots of amazing things.
And then I found this blog. This beautiful blog, written by a beautiful woman. A woman who lost her little sister and her brother-in-law in a car accident. And then, through all her grief and anguish, took her infant niece in to her home. Making it her mission to create a happy, safe, loving environment for her two biological children, and her sister's orphaned daughter. All the while, never forgetting her sister.
I guess I know now that I'm not crazy. Crazy for missing my sister so much that sometimes it hurts. I also know how lucky we all are. Every day is a gift. Even if we can't always spend it with the people we love. But that doesn't mean that our love for them ever fades.
Janie and I napping on a bus in El Salvador.
Hurry home, little sister. It's not the same without you.
All the entries on this blog. Seriously? My new goal in life might be to, on day, be a feature on it. Someday. When hell freezes over and I figure out how to dress myself in a style that does not scream "hobo with flawless make-up."
All jewelry from Furbish (the brainchild of the wonderfully funny and style-obsessed Jamie Meares). I do loves me some animal-related accessories. Particularly these.
This palette. Can you even HANDLE the gorgeousness? And 5% of the purchasing prices goes to supporting the survival of sea turtles. And I might have bought it. Yesterday.
Personal shoppers. They rock. More on that later.
My sister's blog. You should read it. She is living in Australia for six months. And she is awesome. Bookmark it.
And, last but not least, pedicures. How much do THEY rule?
So I haven't blogged in about 50 billion years. Awesome. I need to get better at this whole time-management thing. Ya think?
So, here's what's going on: -Working my ass off. -Under mucho stress. -Not reading any books. Sadface. -Awesome boyfriend. -Sister in Australia. Another sadface. -Lots of new, awesome make-up. -Growing my hair out. -Can't wait for summer. Let's do this already.
I think it's about time for some more blogging, don't you?