Fresh Start

I think it’s time for a new start.

Which is why I’m over here now.

See you there.

 

http://www.dustofsnow.wordpress.com

Hmmmmmm…..

I’ve been thinking for a long time now about this blog (hence the sparseness of posts) and though I’m pretty sure what I’m going to do with it, I’m not sure I’m quite disciplined to really tackle it just now.  Especially cause school (teacher) and school (grad student) are kicking my butt right now.

In other news, I’m about 90% certain that I’m closing my facebook down.  I’m not happy with the facebook’s public offering stuff and it’s terrible privacy walls–I’m a big believer in the thought that you really can be private on the internet, if you know how to do it, but facebook makes it very hard.  And have you read this article?  I thought it was really interesting.

Actually, I’ve been thinking about it for a very long time, then a very good friend of mine–who deleted her account–made a good statement.  She said that she was actually losing contact with friends and family because what’s the point of calling someone or asking how their life is if you can see it all on Facebook?  And I thought that was the breaking point for me.

What about you?  Do you still have a facebook?  Or are you checking out of the fad, too?

How ’bout them apples?

 

 

to do with 25 pounds of fresh-picked apples:

1. make apple crisp

2. make apple pan dowdy

3. make apple pie

4. make apple crisp again

5. eat them, just the way they are, and taste the last remnants of summer.

what would you do with 25 pounds of apples?

Oh how pinteresting

My poor, poor husband.  Ever since I got addicted to Pinterest–and that’s only been in the last few weeks that I’ve actually utilized it–I’m pretty sure every story I start begins with, “So I found on Pinterest today…”

At first, I had a strong aversion to it.  Most likely because I hate all popular things for the simple fact that they’re popular (something I’m working on).  But it’s just now become real how useful this site is.  Especially getting tips and ideas for my kinder and first grade (!!) classes.  I’ve found some really helpful lesson plans and thoughts that I have adapted to fit my own needs, and that really helped out during those last few weeks of school when I was at a loss as to what to teach.

I turned 24 in March, which isn’t a big deal, really.  I’m not one of those age-obsessed persons, and when you’re husband is six and a half years older than you, it’s easy to forget the age difference until birthdays roll around.  But ever since this birthday, I’ve started realizing how I’ve been out of high school for six years, and out of college for two, and married for 25 months, and how I don’t live in Texas, and how I’m starting graduate school, and how I have this semi-starter-career.  And I keep forgetting that I’m 24.  Sometimes I think I’m way older than that (thanks to the huzzband) and sometimes I think I’m way younger than that (thanks to all the young adult TV and books I read).  But I don’t know myself as a 24 year old, married, New Englander, and thanks to Pinterest, I get to experiment with a lot of different things.

Like exercise.  I used to just be a runner, but now I’m on my floor doing medicine ball workouts (with my dog) and doing jumping jacks in the kitchen and pushups on the bed, thanks to a Pinterest exercise routine find.
And hair.  Usually I blow dry it and go.  But now I’m teasing it, updoing it, hairspraying it, all because Pinterest makes it seem so easy.  Braiding is my new obsession.

ignore the no makeup face. i woke up 45 mins late and barely had time to shower.

Cooking has become fun.  Especially with all these new recipes on how to make my own snacks.  The husband and I are experimenting with cleaner, healthier foods (a whole other subject) so I look forward to making my own granola or chips or whatever.
My friend and I like to play interior decorating when we’re together–it’s like house for grownups–and Pinterest now has me fully convinced that I am a legit interior decorator, and that I can do it all myself.

It’s been really fun to play around with hair and food and crafts–things I never thought I’d like to do and now I’m finding that I’m good at them and I enjoy it, for the most part.  I’m still trying to figure out the whole sewing thing.  I’ve realized that at 24, it’s okay to like different things and do different things, and be a different type of person than I was at 23 or 22 or 18, or will be at 30.  I like knowing that I can change, and it feels good to figure out who this new person is; I enjoy all this experimentation.

So thank you, Pinterest, for helping me figure out the unique and special person I really am by helping me to copy and plagiarize other people.

My Sweet Heart: Tunes on Tuesday

We’re going on our NCDC trip.  Which means we’re driving to DC for three days and then continuing to North Carolina to spend a week with my family in  a cabin in the mountains.  I can’t wait.  I love road trips.  Mostly because of all the music I get to listen to.  And this song is high up on my to play list.

I love the folk-iness of this song.  I also love the light bulb lights–they’ve always been my favorite string of lights, but I have yet to actually purchase any of them.  I want to drape them around my bed, but I’m about 99.9% positive my dog would eat them.

R is one of the most menacing sounds. That’s why they call it murder, not muckduck.

When the huzzband and I were not engaged–that four month period which served only as a prelude to us preparing for marriage, and nothing more–I was hooked on The Office.  And rightly so, that show was awesome.  That’s how we spent the three day weekend of his visit, watching episode after episode, with our shoulders barely touching.  We got through the first two seasons, and I let him borrow seasons three and four.  So it only made sense that on our wedding day, when my uncle who was marrying us said, “Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. and Mrs. Frost,” we had The Office theme song play as we walked out.

We recently picked up the show again, and made it through the first five seasons.  As I’ve said before, the first five seasons are hands down the best.  In fact, the season five finale is when the show jumped the shark.  But since he didn’t believe me, we picked up season six from the library.  And let me say, I thought the first half of season six was pretty good.  But after watching it again, I can’t remember why I ever thought the season was funny.  It’s way more crude, way more vulgar, Michael Scott is now unbelievably stupid (which, I realize, is what most people said from the very beginning) and the jokes are so not funny.  I was bored, which is why I spent most of the time “watching” the show from the kitchen, where I was cooking for our upcoming NCDC trip.

I hear that now that Michael Scott left, the show is still funny, but you have to watch it as if it’s a completely different show.  Like, come in at a different angle.  I understand that reasoning, but to me, The Office is The Office, and though I could watch it without wishing for Michael or Jim and Dwight pranks, it’s still the same show.  By approaching it with the mindset that it’s a completely different show, well, then they should just end The Office and produce a completely different show, since that’s how it’s supposed to be viewed anyway.

Poor thing.  And I thought it was going to start a TV revolution or something.  Instead, it birthed shows like Parks & Recreation, which is funny without the crude though it doesn’t have any substance, and Modern Family, which makes the worst use of the mockumentary style I’ve ever seen.

I seriously don’t know what I was thinking.

Why I ever decided to leave Texas, I do not know.

I mean, two years in New England, and I’m a heat and humidity pansy.  95 degrees and 80% humidity used to be a cool spring day, and instead I’m sweating buckets, not sure how I’m ever going to survive summer, and wishing for that 5 degree weather back again.

Seriously.  A pansy.

I took that state for granted.  What other state decides elections by a roll of dice?  Where else can you go to a child’s party hosted by the local gun range?   No other state has Raspberry Crazy Ants that make the front page of the paper.  Even my hometown is now quasi-famous (in my books, at least) for harboring a gun, grenade, and ammunition hoarder.

Yeah, that state is great.

#Ordinary #Driving

It’s supposed to get up to 90 degrees this week.
I can’t wait to see the sun again.

Hey Bird, Hey Hey Bird

Yeah, I’m behind the times I know (on the blog and in real life).  But the song of the moment?
Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men
(really, this whole album could be designated as the song of the moment)

And I don’t know how to skip the ad, sorry, but the video is pretty cool (says the girl who absolutely hates watching music videos).

 I really, really, really want the husband to buy a few of these for me.

 

 I’m also coveting this realz bad.

 

I’m so glad it’s summer.  I just wish I still wasn’t wearing long-sleeves.  I miss the oppressive, suffocating heat and humidity.

{One day, I’ll get internet, and then I can post more.  And perhaps on that same day, I will also have something more to talk about.}

Radiant

I never quite know how to start these blogs of mine…

Congrats to me!  I got into grad school, so I’ll be a student again come fall.  The best thing about this?  I get all those nifty student discounts for the movies and tourist attractions.  Add that to my teacher discount and I’ll be swimming in percentages off.

Recommended Books:

Crossed by Ally Condie
I read the first in the trilogy, Matched, on the plane from Texas at Christmas.  So I thought it appropriate to read this book on the plane to Texas a few weeks ago.  It’s an interesting series about this Utopian-esque society.  I enjoyed both books okay, but I feel as if Condie could’ve added more details or made the books a little more fuller–I felt like I only got glimpses into Cassia’s life and I feel like I got gypped out of a complete story.  But, maybe this is because I am a very fast reader and probably missed a ton of things on reading.  Maybe when I read it again, I won’t feel the same way.

The Snow Child by Eowyn Ivey
OMG this book is beautiful, and I’m not just talking about the cover.  Set in Alaska in the 1920s, it tells the story of Jack and Mabel, a middle-aged couple who never had any children of their own and who, after all these years, so desperately want one they make a little girl out of snow.  Soon after, they’re frequently visited by a little girl as the winters pass, and they “adopt” her as their own.  I cannot stress enough how each of you should go out now and buy this book.  It’s reminiscent of Little Daughter of the Snow and Snegurochka, a Russian fairytale.  The book’s blurb is a little deceiving, however.  It made it seem as if the snow child had some sort of magic about her–like she was a demon, or something more other-worldly than what Ivey intended–and that’s why I picked up the book.  I kept waiting for something to happen, like a major plot twist, and though there was of course unpredictable twists and conflict and so on, it wasn’t quite what I imagined.  But I am so glad I did read it and I can’t wait for Ivey to produce more books.