The Perfect Fedora

This morning I woke up just wishing I could walk out the door in a fedora. Not just any fedora but the most perfect one. Finding this fedora has been quite difficult!!! I keep looking and looking but I can not seem to find the one that works for me. So while I was brushing my hair and putting on my multiple bracelets, I am really into that right now too, a certain picture of my Dad caught my eye.

Now I am not quite certain if this is a Fedora or just a really sweet hat but either way I realized that this was the most perfect hat. The hat that I have been just dreaming of. To make it even more perfect I can now see how sweet I would look in this dream hat of mine. For those of you who don't know what I look like, according to many, I am the image of my Father. No joke, anytime I meet anyone who knows my Dad the first thing they say is how much I look like him. When I was younger it really upset me because my Dad is bald and I am really into my hair. As I got older I am no longer hurt by such comments but, in fact, embrace them. I think my Dad is pretty awesome and has aged quite nicely. Plus, who knew he was such a fashionista!

Breakdown

Tonight I had a breakdown. The kind that you don't know what it was that set you off but something does and you just start sobbing and you can't stop and then you realize all these other things that make you cry harder and harder till your eyes are puffy and your nose is running. I had one of those today. My dad was there and he let me cry on his work shirt and get mascara on it. To be honest he might have not seen the mascara yet but nonetheless he still let me cry on his shoulder. My dad is really good with these breakdowns. I wish I could say this was my first one but to be honest I have had a lot of them through out my life and my dad always makes it better. Even after he lets me bawl for a good amount of time he continues to come up to me the rest of the night and give me hugs and kisses so I know he is thinking about me.

I can't really pin point why I broke down but I think it was just life in general. The stress of graduating and trying to find a job. Maybe it was because I am living at home and it tends to get a little lonely. Overall I think I was just tired. No matter how old I get I still have little kid tendencies to get crabby when I am hungry, cry when I am exhausted, and get stomach aches on a daily basis. All in all it was a good cry. It was a needed cry. Usually after I have a huge breakdown like that I feel better. Just more calm and more confident. Besides in my family breakdowns can only last for a short amount of time because somebody can do something to make you laugh. Brendan can make it better by doing crazy poses like this for my photography project. No joke, he stands like this on the football field and that is how I can tell it is him. Maybe not this dramatic but pretty dramatic.

Maybe I will go skydiving

I have decided to revamp my life. (Is that the right word?) Last night I spent some time organizing my room. I packed away my sweaters, threw out all my old school paper and went through my drawer dumping most of it. I made a decision that I am done with electronic devices by 10:30pm. I mean literally turning off my television, telephone and computer. The only exception I am making to that rule is my kindle. This is my source of reading material so I don't really think that counts. I am going to apply for two jobs every week until I find something (we will see how long that last before I get too discouraged). I want to spend more time focusing on my new hobby, photography. I was inspired by my cousin Kathleen (check out her blog http://ithinkmytummyhurts.blogspot.com) and my Aunt Colleen. They are both incredibly talented with cameras! Every night I am going to to try to clear my mind of stress and relax with a good book and some great jams. I am hoping through these moments of quiet a brilliant idea will pop into my head! To be honest, I haven't had a creative or original thought in a long time which is depressing. I am bored with life. In my defense I am a senior in college and I live at home with my parental. There is not a whole lot of excitement going on right now. So I am looking to the future! Maybe I will go skydiving...

Anyone have some suggestions to spice things up a bit???

(image found on google)

Passion Pit

This weekend I had the pleasure of attending the Passion Pit concert at Congress Theater in Chicago. To say it was amazing would be an understatement. From the lighting to the songs you couldn't help but dance and sing along. They saved the best for last when they busted out Sleepyhead at the very end suppressing all the whispers of doubt that they weren't going to play it. Even though there was no air conditioning at the theater which really put a damper on the evening, literally, we still managed to shake and sing our sweaty bodies to a feeling of euphoria. It was a great start to the easter weekend. Play, dance and enjoy!

The Drunk Dial

Last night I was woken up at 1am by a drunk dial from an old friend. This happened to be a very classic drunk dial. One that involved saying "I got something to tell you but don't get mad" and then saying something that involved an expression of emotion that they would have never said sober and then repeating it over and over through out the conversation. Now that you are all probably thinking about the worst drunk call you ever received or made does it ever occur to you why? Most of us, if not all, spend a night out and always end up calling someone and saying something that makes you cringe in the morning. How many delete their text messages and out going calls in the morning before reading them? Every once in a while you call someone who you talk to on a regular basis but most of the time we call people we normally don't call sober which makes the drunk dial so much better. There is nothing better then dialing that ex boyfriend/girlfriend either screaming or sobbing on the other end. Or even better, dialing your parents when your roommate hooks up with the boy you like. (sounds ridiculous...happens) While the drunk dial can lead to most of not wanting to see daylight for the next 48 hours, once, in a blue moon, we have a little fun with the drunk dial. For example, late night food. Technically that's a drunk dial that we might regret but don't swear yourself to sobriety over. In fact, that late night food made be the best thing that's you have ever had! (You all know what I am talking about) Sometimes we call our crush and don't end up saying the most terribly embarrassing thing in the world but managing to simply come off as flirty ;)! While this is rare, not all drunk dials ruin lives. I have managed to kick the drunk dial habit and no longer partake so there is hope for all of us. However, I must say as the sober person who picks up the phone at 1am, keep them coming because they are quite enjoyable!