Of basket making, teal and Phillip Phillips (yes, they relate)

Basket Making

My Mom has been crafting a lot lately. She is planning this fabulous boutique for next winter and is preparing early. Sometimes, she tries to explain her ideas to me and I’ll be like, “Uh-huh. Who are you and what did you do with my Mom?”

Actually, I only say the “uh-huh” part and then think the rest. But I’m sure she can see the doubt on my face when she is in the middle of explaining some elaborate idea.

The latest thing was basket making. She likes to recycle and reuse other things so she decided that she would use wire fence to make a basket.

I know, right? I was preparing the wanted, “Mom” posters in my mind.

Anyways, I just smiled while she explained it and then went on to other things. I mean, fence is fence and baskets are baskets…No.

However, when my Mom did finally make a basket from fence wire and it actually kind of worked (after, um, a few tries). I was impressed.

Teal (I promise, this all comes together at the end)

The other day I saw someone outside wearing teal and I told my friend Cory that the person outside really shouldn’t be wearing teal because it was NOT their color and blah blah blah.

A little while later, Cory said that teal was his favorite color. (It wasn’t completely out of the blue, by the way, it just came up in conversation.)

After I got over feeling awful for bashing someones favorite, I listened to WHY teal was his favorite color. He told me that teal was a cool color because you can wear it and it’s not overboard but still sort of sticks out. Like instead of wearing something appalling or bright, you are wearing something that is more than un-noticeable, simply different.

Phillip Phillips

“Gone, Gone, Gone” is one if Phillip Phillips songs, if you didn’t know. I really like it ’cause it is fun to listen to, nice on the ears in a strange drumming way.

It came on the radio today and my friend Aisling was like, “Oh, this is the cancer song!”

I looked at her like she was certifiably crazy, “I don’t think so…”

“I could be wrong, but I think it is!” Aisling informed me. She then went on to explain that she thought Phillip Phillips was singing it to his girlfriend or wife about how he would take care of them when they were sick. “I’ll share in your suffering/To make you well, to make you well” and so on.

It was an impressive explanation but I replied with, “I think it’s about breaking up or her leaving him because…” Wait, why did I think that, again? Maybe I was the crazy one!

Yes, they relate

I think maybe I should, you know, listen to other people more. And assume less. Maybe sometimes, my opinion isn’t right or the best one (Mind blowing, right?). I mean…

A. I thought basket making with wire fence wouldn’t work and it actually did.

B. I thought teal sucked as a color but I bought a teal shirt and wore it and I felt pretty cool.

C. I assumed that “Gone, Gone, Gone” was just another breakup song and it probably isn’t.

So I’ve come to a conclusion. If it were New Year’s Day, this would be my resolution for the year. However it’s not, so it’s just…a decision.

I am going to listen to people. Listen to opinions. I’m going to try not to assume and possibly get rid of the “are you crazy?” face expression (okay, maybe not that one). I’m going to try and have an open mind because it seems that I’m not always right, after all 😉 I also plan to try things other people’s way, a different way, because I don’t want to just be stuck with the status quo.

I told you they related.


Situations and Conversations…In Your Head?


I have finally found my place.


But really, it isn’t college. My place is with the people here that I am honored to call my friends.

I’ve made a ton of weird friends who have odd characteristics and are just cool with showing them. There are all kinds of people who have all kinds of different personalities interests in college and it is so nice to meet people who like similar things as me!

People with the odd quirks. People you start to love even if you kind of hate them sometimes (only sometimes).

For example:

Today, I was sitting around with some of my friends and we had a long discussion about imaginary situations and conversations that we play out in our head.

Yeah, you read that right.

Imaginary conversations. In our heads.

We discussed how we get bored and just start thinking about conversations we need to have or possible situations. Even to the point that we will get all worked up about something that someone did…in our head. Or when we get mad over something that someone never said.

Crazy, right? I always thought I was the only one who used my imagination to that effect.

Apparently not.

Now that we found our mutual bond (crazy imagination skills) we have something else to talk to. Another similar interest.

What have I learned from this?

I have found my people 🙂

Back from Break: A Difficult Week

It’s a Monday and the first day back from spring break. Bad combination. Oh, and as one of my friends so kindly reminded me, we are back to cafeteria food (which isn’t necessarily bad, just not the same as home).

I have been told that I should try and look at things in a positive light. You know, glass-half-full type of stuff.

I plan to try that. You know, just as soon as my allergy medicine kicks in (that I took 5 hours ago) and stops this pounding in my head….

On a different tangent, there are only five weeks left of school! Then I can go home and have a chill summer. I can hang out with friends and read. I will also be selling lottery tickets and car washes at my gas station. Fun stuff.

I’ll just imagine my summer instead of my classes and homework. Or I could just accept that I have a glass and I don’t feel like promoting the fact that it is half full or half empty….

Embarrassing Moments: Semester Two

When I first came to college, I hoped that I wouldn’t have too many embarrassing moments before I made friends.

I did, of course, have many embarrassing moments. Fortunately, retelling the incidents helped me make friends. (I blogged about this here: https://livetidbits.wordpress.com/2012/09/01/embarrassing-moments/)

Come second semester, the friends I made are still my friends and embarrassing moments come around more rarely.

Then came English class. It was the second day in class and I was hoping to become friends with the people sitting around me; you know, trying to make that good first impression.

You should know, English is one of my better subjects. I usually do pretty well.

Anyways, the moment came while we were discussing “A Modest Proposal” by Jonathon Swift. There were two questions on the board and my class partner and I were supposed to be discussing them. I finished giving my answer to the first one and was both listening to my partners answer and thinking about my answer to the second question.

His answer was quite eloquent and I told him, “That was really good wording.” Unfortunately, I wasn’t focused on what I was saying and I think it came out more like, “Tatwuzrelaygoodwerding.” He was like, “What?” and for some reason I completely fumbled my words and only managed to get out, “Wording, good.”

Somehow I don’t think my answer was quite as eloquent…

Was it embarrassing? Yes.


‘Twas the Night Before Finals

‘Twas the night before finals and all throughout campus

The students were studying, and the professors were grading,

For many finals were almost upon them, the grades would soon be due,

But the students simply wanted to leave the studying mayhem,

And go back to their homes with the friends and gifts and family,

But the finals were still to be taken and the studies to be studied,

The stress and satirical feelings of everyone

Characterizing every daughter and son

But there were also the lazy students who were on social media

Sick of all the encyclopedias, and undeniably ready to sing a Christmas song,

‘Twas the night before Finals and the snow was falling and the snowballs launching,

The snow being scrutinized more than ever before

An unhelpful but mesmerizing distraction from work

‘Twas the night before finals and all through the campus

The students were trying to study with all of their might.

No Soliciting

I had some coffee today and am basically distracted by everything and bouncing around everywhere. What does that have to do with no soliciting?

Well, I went to print off my “No Soliciting” sign for my dorm door so that I can be devoid of future knocks on my door from politicians and fundraisers and I wasn’t really paying attention to the printing (this is where the coffee comes in, I ‘concentrate’ on many things at one time). I also went on to print off two other documents while collecting my stuff before leaving my dorm room. Multi-tasking coffee-style.

I then proceeded to the printer to pick up my three pieces of paper with my overloaded backpack. Homework to get done, places to go, ya know?

I found my “No Soliciting” sign in the printer and then looked under it to find another and then another. I began to wonder how someone managed to print off the same photo off of Google as me. I kept looking through the stack for my other documents and by the time I got to the fifth or sixth paper, I concluded that there were definitely not that many people with the same good taste in soliciting signs as me (at exactly the same time). There were eleven copies total.

Probably a printer glitch, I told myself.

I went on to find eleven copies of my next document. Then eleven more of my final document. Maybe no longer a printer glitch? I then realized that the printing setting were set on “previous settings” and the last thing I printed out was eleven posters. Cool.

I felt rather silly and told the story to my friend, feeling foolish but wanting to get it out. She just laughed and said that once she added an extra zero when she meant to print ten copies of something. That made me feel ever so much better.

So, anyone want a stylish “No Soliciting” sign?