A momentous occasion, obviously. Dear Menomonie - Thank you for not calling me to sub today, and therefore giving me the time to sleep in & power through these applications. Dear Raw Deal - Thank you for providing my caffeine for the day. For free. Also, thank you for the free smells of your fresh roasting beans. Dear good morning breakfast bowl - You gave me the energy to make it through.You also made me feel like a legit hippie because you included chia, flax, and my homemade yogurt. #veganlife #eatingburgerstonight. Dear Sam - Even though I make fun of your English nerdiness on the daily, I appreciate that you correct my verb tenses. #hashave #whocares I also feel the need to thank Jared for the espresso candies & Sriracha chickpeas. GOTTA HAVE MORE.
P.S. Shoutout to mah girls Adele, Florence, Neko, and (as much as I hate to admit it) Selena. Y'all have gotten me through it all this winter. #winners
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This omelette fills you up, just like Shaq's dunking fills a basketball hoop. In addition, if one were to eat these omelettes on a regular basis, because of their bacon-soaked glory, they would probably end up to be about Shaq's size. Just like Shaq's appearance in LA to play for the Lakers, this omelette looks California-esque on the outside, until you realize all that's inside. Shaquille O'Neal Omelette
eggs bacon yellow onions bell pepper mushrooms spinach tomato avocado smoked paprika I started by cooking all of the bacon, so that it had time to cool & harden while making the rest of the ingredients. Plus, it meant both of our omelettes got to be cooked in bacon grease - score! I started by sauteeing the onions and pepper in a large pan, and then added baby bella mushrooms and spinach. The smoked paprika was dusted on top to finish it off. Sam made the omelettes (in the bacon grease) and we stuffed them with all of the pan friend ingredients as well as fresh grape tomatoes and avocado. Optional: add some chipotle tabasco sauce on top! A beautiful picture of some friends of mine, all in transition, with a timely reminder. I am, once again, at a stage of transition in my life. A transition can be defined as a "big life change," such as marriage, death of a loved one, moving, graduating, getting a new job, or culture reentry. The funny thing about transition is, we don't usually experience them one at a time. For instance, I graduated, and then about a month later, transitioned to a "new" job (substitute teaching). In a few weeks, I will be transitioning to yet another new job (a 3-month sub position) as well as moving to a new apartment a few blocks away. Not a giant change on either end, but still, a transition.
So, for those of you keeping score at home, that's about 4 different transitions in a 4-month period. I'm not great at transitions, so let's just say it's been a bit of a bumpy ride around here for a while. So, I dug out my LEAD team notes on Lexie's Transition talk and reminded myself of some truth: 1. Transitions put a "hole" in our emotional cups. There are a lot of feelings to work through. 2. Transition may not be as fun as it looks. We often have a lot of anxiety and it doesn't seem as "super fun" as it may on the outside. (This is actually a hugely glossed-over part of marriage! We don't realize how tough the transition can be going in and then it feels overwhelming & isolating.) 3. Transition makes you feel isolated. THIS IS HUGE! It gets harder to reach out and ask for help, but it is also more essential. Run to the Lord, do not pull away. Be honest with your friends. This has probably been the toughest part of transition for me, because I have had to move away from most of my friends. Oftentimes, when I don't hear from them in a long time, or we keep failing at seeing each other, it makes me feel unimportant & unloved. Which leads me to my next point: 4. Adult friendships are hard, especially at first. You really have to put yourself out there and be intentional about making plans. We have to chose to do friendship & it may feel unnattural, but taking the initiative is necessary if you are going to have any friends. 5. Admitting you need your friends more than they need you is okay. This one has been the most difficult for me to accept. With my friends in Eau Claire surrounded by community, they realistically don't need me as much as I need them. And that's okay. It doesn't diminish my worth or importance. It doesn't mean I'm a bad friend. It doesn't mean I did anything wrong. It is just the circumstance. I hope that if you are looking at a period of approaching transition, or you are in a time of transition right now, that you are able to take some of these words and allow them to sink into your soul. Because campus nights are always a little lonely. Tonight, I'm gettin' really excited about creating a desk space for myself in our new apartment. I spent a long time looking at inspiration/ideas/diy's around the interwebs tonight. Finally, when I found something that was truly me - wholesome, sturdy, light, but not necessarily mint/pink/gold trendy, it made my soul sigh. Have you ever had your soul sigh? It is a beautiful thing.
On downward dog, my heels almost touched the floor tonight. I tell ya, the day that finally happens, it will be magical. Also, whenever we do any kid of pose that relies on shoulder flexibility I am THERE. Anything that relies on any other kind of flexibility or arm/core strength? Ha. I'm the one who gets handed like 3 yoga blocks to modify the modification. Yup, that's me! Proud yogi. Today, I teared up a little when a man that I was working with laid out the facts really clear in front of me. What I was doing was wrong, ineffective, and potentially damaging. I stepped back & followed his instructions. It is hard to see failure in oneself. Buck up, kiddo - lots to come I'm sure. I wish I remembered the sound of my dad's voice. Or even some of his sayings. I know he was the work-hard-play-hard type, but are those the words he used? What compelled him to buy 42 plates from goodwill in the hopes of one day making a mosaic? Why did the allure of fixing ancient vacuum cleaners overpower that mosaic dream? If only I could pick his brain. I think women who have blogs & do DIY's and actually do the construction work themselves are freaking awesome. Not that the ones who say "Jeremy built my dream closet!" aren't worthy bloggers, but I just admire the social-norm-breaking-women who build it themselves. Plus, let's face it, I am way more likely to ever pick up a power tool than Sam is. Just saying. Honestly, I should probably go eat something. And finish the half-done projects strewn around my living room and kitchen. #woops. Thanks for living the everyday with me, friends. Dear Goodwill - Thanks for having swaggy finds, like copper utensil sets that go for $40 on ebay. What what?? So pumped that I finally have a ladle to use. Plus, more copper in the copper kitchen. Dear Holland & Lexie - I am so freaking glad I got to chat with BOTH of you on the phone today. It made my day gr-eat FOR SURE! I have missed hearing the voices and lives of my dear ones. Dear Sunny Day - Thanks for making the snow look awesome and my bed so peaceful. Nothing I'd rather enjoy my bacon fried rice next to than a sunny window. Dear Husband - I am stoked about date night tonight. Lobster direct from Boston. How are we so fortunate? Top it off with roasted brussels sprouts and bourbon pecan pie brownies. It'll be a night to remember. (P.S. Your sneezes make the guitars in our living room reverberate. 10 points to you!)
I'll try to remember to post some pictures of our ah-may-zing dinner (compliments of Samuel's dear friend James from Boston) in the near future! If I forget, check the insta feed, below! |
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