Monday, October 11, 2010
Flying Solo
As I was reading through my blog reel this morning, I ran across this interesting article on AdAge on how marketing and advertising to singles has shifted in the past few years. It really got me thinking how drastically the number of married people in this age range has decreased since 2000...not since the 60s...but the year 2000! Wonder why that is? I'm not saying it's bad or negative, in a lot of ways I think it's great. I mean, I am contributing to this drastic shift myself.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
What I learned at my 10-year reunion
About a 3 months ago I had my 10-year high school reunion back in Hereford, TX.
Hereford's cool. It's the most relaxing place for me to go. When I go back, all I do is hang with my family, eat at Sonic, and walk my parent's dog. That's about it.
The reunion was fun. I mean how can a rodeo arena with beer-filled livestock feeding troughs and about 80 classmates trying to figure out how to impress people they see every ten years not be fun?! Seriously.
I had a ton of fun catching up with people I hadn't seen in a decade.
If I had a scanner I would have scanned picture of what I looked like in high school. But just for your imagination, picture an acne-stricken face, about 30 pounds lighter, Tommy Hilfiger from head to toe, and a rad braided leather belt at all times.
So here's what I learned/noticed from my reunion weekend:
• 10 years goes by really quick when you think about it. Really fast. I hope life slows down a bit.
• Everyone is "best friends" after 10 years. I mean, there were people I don't know if I ever talked to in high school and all of the sudden we were chumming it up like old pals.
• Tommy Hilfiger and Doc Martin's aren't timeless.
• You can get a lot better looking in ten years.
• You can get a lot worse looking in ten years.
• Thanks to Accutane, my looks dramatically changed since my senior year of high school.
• It's quickly evident who has faced their high school insecurities and dealt with them...and even more obvious who hasn't.
• It's way better to not peak in high school. WAY better. i would go as far as to say it's better to not be popular in high school. It gives you a false sense of reality.
• Why did I care so much about impressing people in high school or hanging out with cool people? Sucks I didn't realize it then.
• Ten years of unresolved bitterness doesn't look good on anyone.
• After high school, it's important to surround yourself with quick-witted people in life. They rub off on you and make you sharper.
• Having kids makes you a more joyful and content person. I was like 1 or 3 people at the reunion without kids. It was really cool to see friends interact with their kids...and curiously, some of them had a lot of kids! A lot more than I thought was physically possible in ten years for sure.
• The people you most want to be around are the ones who don't care what others think.
• Post reunion, you remember who seemed the happiest, not who looked the best.
• Not being the most popular in high school makes it really easy to exceed everyone's expectation after 10 years
• I would 100% go back and do high school all over again.
Hereford's cool. It's the most relaxing place for me to go. When I go back, all I do is hang with my family, eat at Sonic, and walk my parent's dog. That's about it.
The reunion was fun. I mean how can a rodeo arena with beer-filled livestock feeding troughs and about 80 classmates trying to figure out how to impress people they see every ten years not be fun?! Seriously.
I had a ton of fun catching up with people I hadn't seen in a decade.
If I had a scanner I would have scanned picture of what I looked like in high school. But just for your imagination, picture an acne-stricken face, about 30 pounds lighter, Tommy Hilfiger from head to toe, and a rad braided leather belt at all times.
So here's what I learned/noticed from my reunion weekend:
• 10 years goes by really quick when you think about it. Really fast. I hope life slows down a bit.
• Everyone is "best friends" after 10 years. I mean, there were people I don't know if I ever talked to in high school and all of the sudden we were chumming it up like old pals.
• Tommy Hilfiger and Doc Martin's aren't timeless.
• You can get a lot better looking in ten years.
• You can get a lot worse looking in ten years.
• Thanks to Accutane, my looks dramatically changed since my senior year of high school.
• It's quickly evident who has faced their high school insecurities and dealt with them...and even more obvious who hasn't.
• It's way better to not peak in high school. WAY better. i would go as far as to say it's better to not be popular in high school. It gives you a false sense of reality.
• Why did I care so much about impressing people in high school or hanging out with cool people? Sucks I didn't realize it then.
• Ten years of unresolved bitterness doesn't look good on anyone.
• After high school, it's important to surround yourself with quick-witted people in life. They rub off on you and make you sharper.
• Having kids makes you a more joyful and content person. I was like 1 or 3 people at the reunion without kids. It was really cool to see friends interact with their kids...and curiously, some of them had a lot of kids! A lot more than I thought was physically possible in ten years for sure.
• The people you most want to be around are the ones who don't care what others think.
• Post reunion, you remember who seemed the happiest, not who looked the best.
• Not being the most popular in high school makes it really easy to exceed everyone's expectation after 10 years
• I would 100% go back and do high school all over again.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Random Video Monday
My new favorite summer TV show. I would pay good money for all my friends to be on an episode of this show.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
I want a kid
So I can buy one of these and put it in his nursery.
Some friends of mine in Oklahoma are having a baby and for the first time in my life I have found myself scouring the Internet for a gift. I have followed this British illustrator's blog, Paul Thurlby, for several years now and I remembered these sweet alphabet illustrations he sells. As I sit in my condo tonight and peruse the night away looking at baby shiz, I'm tempted to buy one or more of his prints and then think of a boy's name that starts with the letter on the prints that I like the most. Kinda works, eh? S, F, A, and H are my favorites.
Pretty sweet, huh?
I supposed I could name my son SHAF and buy all of them! Hmmm. I better talk that over with the future Mrs..
R: Hey future Mrs., wanna name our kid SHAF?
FM: Who are you?
R: I'm your future husband.
FM: Huh? Ok. Cool.
R: Cool!? Like you're cool naming our kid SHAF? (note, always spelled in ALL CAPS)
FM: No. I don't want kids. I'm alternative and natural like that. I do stuff like yoga and shop at Mother's. Kids will negatively affect my qi.
R: ...
FM: What's that look for?
R: Nevermind.
FM: You don't care about my qi?
R: We wouldn't be having this conversation if I still lived in Texas.
Some friends of mine in Oklahoma are having a baby and for the first time in my life I have found myself scouring the Internet for a gift. I have followed this British illustrator's blog, Paul Thurlby, for several years now and I remembered these sweet alphabet illustrations he sells. As I sit in my condo tonight and peruse the night away looking at baby shiz, I'm tempted to buy one or more of his prints and then think of a boy's name that starts with the letter on the prints that I like the most. Kinda works, eh? S, F, A, and H are my favorites.
Pretty sweet, huh?
I supposed I could name my son SHAF and buy all of them! Hmmm. I better talk that over with the future Mrs..
R: Hey future Mrs., wanna name our kid SHAF?
FM: Who are you?
R: I'm your future husband.
FM: Huh? Ok. Cool.
R: Cool!? Like you're cool naming our kid SHAF? (note, always spelled in ALL CAPS)
FM: No. I don't want kids. I'm alternative and natural like that. I do stuff like yoga and shop at Mother's. Kids will negatively affect my qi.
R: ...
FM: What's that look for?
R: Nevermind.
FM: You don't care about my qi?
R: We wouldn't be having this conversation if I still lived in Texas.
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