CWA #1

Awhile ago, I announced that my mom had given me a book called “642 Things To Write About.” I had intended to start this earlier but nows a better time than never right? As mentioned in that post, you’ll know it’s a creative writing peace based on the title. I plan on just opening up the book and choosing the first topic I see. Some will be fiction some will be non, depending on the topic I suppose. Here we go…

Who people think you are, compared to who you know you are.

Wow. Jumping right in I guess. This is awfully tricky because it really depends on who the person in question is. People judge a book by its cover in all different forms. I could look at the cover of “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” and think it’s going to be a phenomenal book while my 70-something year old grandma could look at it and see a bad illustration of the greatest book series of her granddaughters generation.

A judgement that has stuck with me for a very long time is something my 10th grade best friend said to me. I enrolled in the Newfolden school district mid-9th grade year. I was quiet. I always am when I’m somewhere new, I know that for sure. It took me some time to warm up to the 25 or so people in my grade. Fast forward a good year or so, I became really close with a group in my class. Well, as close as you can be. See, being the new kid gives you some kind of exotic sense of “who is she?” But your face doesn’t pop up when childhood memories are reminisced or last years festivities discussed. They don’t know your deepest darkest secrets or who your first kiss was. They don’t always include you and when it comes down to basic instincts, they never fully trust you.

Regardless of all this, looking back they were some of the best people I had ever known. After a year or so of becoming friends and comfortable sharing my boring 16-year-old life with, my bestest friend at the time told me something I’ll never forget: “When you first came to this school, I thought you were a bitch.”

Nice, huh?

We went on to discuss her statement. It was nothing I said or did. I just looked like I’d probably be a bitch. It wasn’t a look I gave her (not knowing her) or the people I talked to the first day. It was just a “feeling” she had. I’ve always wondered what people thought about me, I think everyone does. But since that moment, I really think that I became more aware of that nagging wonder.

I’ve had about four best friends in my life. In chronological order: Kristi, Sam, Adam, and Chris. Kristi popped back in when we were in college. I moved from Roseau so we were disconnected and now, we’re disconnected because of well…life. But I still consider her one of my dearest friends. Even with our lives so different and going years without talking.

The other three still hold a huge piece of my heart too. Sam was my first and longest friend when I moved. We shared some of the literal best times of my life together. Nothing and no one could ever replace a friendship like we had. It was hard to “stay friends” when she left junior year and I decided to pursue college.

Then there was Adam. Adam pulled me out of my shell. He was wild and open. He would sing like no one was watching and not try to clean up because someone was coming over. He was confident and my confidant. We did everything together.

And same goes for Chris. Chris, my brother, and I were connected at the hip for some time but like every friendship, things change.

I wish I could have been one of those people who have had a best friend since kindergarten. Even as adults, be close. Meet up, go to each others bachelorette parties, travel together. All that jazz. But you know what? If that were the case, I might not have met the four that I did have.

Clearly, I’ve gotten off topic here. What I guess I’m trying to say is I have no idea who people think I am. And I have no idea how people decided they wanted to be my friends along the way. The only insight I’ve ever gotten was that I’m probably a bitch even though I don’t think I am.

I think that people think I’m reserved. That I’m quiet. I think that people think I’m a know it all or stuck up. I think people think that I think I’m better than them. I think people think I’m a fat slob. I think people don’t trust me or feel uneasy around me. I think people think I’m stupid for staying with Channing when I should have left.

I don’t think that anyone envy’s my life as I do theirs.

Who am I really? At 25 years old, I should know who I am, shouldn’t I? I should have lived and made more mistakes than I have. I should have traveled and gotten my bachelors and volunteered at a soup kitchen and partied harder and loved deeper. I should have experimented and dated more guys. I’m sure that’s what the “wondering me” would say. But it’s not about her. It’s about the “actual” me.

Who am I really? I’m a 25-year-old woman trying to figure my life out. I’m a bitch but I’m only a bitch to people who actually deserve bitchiness. I love hard and fall even harder. I’m a thinker. I’m an observer. I stumble over my words because I don’t know what I want to say but I know how to write it. If you mean the world to me, I’ll put your needs ahead of mine. Always. I’m a bad tipper because I expect excellent service. I lack empathy. I wish I had access to that deep socket in my brain to empathize with homeless people or women who regret last nights hook-ups but I don’t. I love children and want to be a mother. I love to write but feel that it’ll never get me anywhere. I’m quiet in settings I’m not comfortable in. I don’t trust very many people but I expect people to trust me. I strive to be someone who my brothers look up to but I don’t think I’ve done a very good job of that. I know I’m a good person and that I care too much. I know that I am smart but I know I’m not the smartest. I believe in third, fourth, and fifth chances. I know that my family and boyfriend are the most important things in my life. I know that I focus to much on wishing my life had been different instead of appreciating the life I have. I know I’m fat and it makes me hate myself. Like really, really hate myself. I know that my size and the way I look deter me from being the person I am inside. It prevents me from being the outgoing girl I once was. It puts a road block directly in front of me. I don’t go out and meet people because I’m bigger than a mini-cooper.

I know a lot about myself but I don’t always know who I am. I’m not who I think I am because of what I am. I don’t know if I’ll ever really know who I am. Who are you?

3rd Day Of Christmas: Pinterest Miracle

‘Tis the 3rd day of Christmas! I thought I’d bring forth a little creative fun today. I was Pinteresting this morning and came across a super cute and adorable way to bring forth Christmas decor aside from the traditional garland and lights. Don’t get me wrong, I love garland and lights. Floor to ceiling in that jazz, I say.

I saw a few very easy yet creative Christmas posters that could be printed off and put into a festive frame. I love to steal other peoples genius ideas but I didn’t like the colors they had used and I kind of thought that they could look a lot more fun than the bland black and white single font ones I had come across. So of COURSE I created my own. And I love them!

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I created these both to fit into an 8 x 10 frame that you can pick up anywhere you little heart desires. I picked up two just over the weekend. One at Target for $8.00 and another at Wal-Mart for $4. Can’t go wrong with that!

Unfortunately (for me), the frames I picked up were for a couple other gifts I am busy preparing so I don’t have the final result for you today. If you’d like to download the posters I made for yourself to add a cheerful and darling touch to your already beautifully decorated home, feel free. You can also see them on my personal Pinterest page by clicking here!

Week Hashtag Five.

My blog has been pretty bare lately. Busy I guess. No really, I’ve been busy up to my ears. I’m coming to an end of the last Monday at my current job. Four days to go. Most people don’t give a five week notice. But I did. Partially my choice, partially not. Anyways…week five is officially here. Day one is officially done. Bleh.

I’ve come out pretty good on those Facebook Buy & Sell pages over the last couple weeks. If I hadn’t already spent what I made last week, I’d have come to my PR Buy & Sell total: $110. Not too hashtag bad if you ask me. I thought I’d try this new thing; replace curse words with the word hashtag. I’m wondering if people will take me seriously or think I’m a hashtag genius.

I mean, I come from a crop of digital inventors. My first boyfriend broke up with me via MSN. Emoji’s were cool before Apple “thought” them up. My generation created chat rooms and MySpace was our baby. Now we speak in hashtags. And by the way, if you haven’t come across at least one millennial who has used hashtags in open dialog than you might want to buy that particular millennial a computer, smart phone, and some good ol’ fashioned non-dial up internet.

On with the show. Did you know that if you rent a brand spanking new, only four other people live in the building, apartment…figuring out hashtag internet is an exhausting 1 hour and 51 minute headache on the phone? Now if I could just lug around the corded telephone with a football fields length worth of cord around the house with me, it wouldn’t be a big deal. But to crank my neck or listen to the God-awful “please hold” music on speaker for that long? Where did my night go?

63f15aada3cae11993bcae4c230c561cNot to mention, I’m living like a poor kid right out of high school trying to cut it on a punctured blow up mattress. I guess the one thing I have going for me is that I’ve thrown housework out the window for the next four days right? This is the life. Week five.

Have you seen the MTV hit show Awkward? If you haven’t, you should. It’s classic bad acting, cliche, high school drama rolled into a thrilling must-see 30 minute TV show. I watch it every week. It’s one of my many television heroines. Anyways..last week Tamara and Jenna were fighting (they’re best friends and apparently best friends fight. Who would have known.) Tamara is a very high strung, super organized, always knows what’s going on redhead. And Jenna, she’s a super chill, go with the flow, wrong place wrong time kind of girl.

51WAhDYHNcL._SX258_BO1,204,203,200_Closing in on the end of their little fight, Tamara expressed how she would just die to be as chill and relaxed as Jenna is. To just go with it, take life as it is. That’s how I wish I could be. Maybe. My mind is always moving, even when I’m relaxing, I’m constantly thinking. I’ve never been that girl but I’ve always been that girl.

Once I get fully settled into my new place I have an updated game plan for my blog. Some of it will be the same blabbering on about nothing and some will be creative writing assignments courtesy of an early birthday present my mom (and blog reader) gave to me. Any of the 642 things to write about or variation of such will be labeled CWA #1 and so on. Any normal post will stay the same.

I hope you enjoy! Here’s to week five, day two.

DIY Meal/Menu Board.

This is about two weeks in the making but I’ve been unusually busy lately.
[It’s a good thing!] Enjoy! ~Ori

Now, a heads up. This is my first instructional DIY. I didn’t realize until after the fact that I should have taken more photos. I’m going to write instructions for the entire process but I apologize on steps without photos. Here we go!

Inspiration:
Pinterest of course! I don’t really have a solid color theme in my kitchen right now due to the bland white walls of apartment living so I wanted to think for the long run. I love the idea of bright bold colors for my future kitchen. So that’s what I went with.

Purpose:
As you know, I’ve been trying for my entire life to get healthy and more recently I’ve noticed that I can do just fine [food wise] during the day. Breakfast, snack, lunch. It’s when I get home that I overindulge. I often forget to take out meat from the freezer the night before or we don’t have enough groceries. Or we are just plain too lazy to cook so we go out to eat. I’m hoping this will be the solution.

What You Need:
16 x 20 painting canvas
1/2 yard of fabric
4 – 5 pieces of colored paper (to correspond with your fabric.)
2 spools of ribbon (1 wider than the other, you’ll layer them.)
8-10 clothespins
Stickers (For the days of the week. I found letters for this one but you can use actual weekdays.)
Hot glue gun and glue
Glue stick or glue pen
Notepad (About 5 1/2″ long)
X-Acto Knife (I used my boyfriends Kobalt utility knife)
Small folded box (Mini-light boxes from Christmas work perfect!)

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1. You’ll start by placing the fabric face down on the surface you’re working on. Center the canvas [also upside down] on the fabric. Cut the fabric leaving about 1.5″ to 2″ of fabric around the entire perimeter of the canvas.

IMG_52722. Taking the hot glue gun, first glue down each corner. Then glue down the top and bottom. Once you have the top and bottom glued, you can glue each side. This is where I would recommend to pull the fabric a little bit so that it is snug around the entire canvas.

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3. A.Flipping the now fabric covered canvas over, cut and position the first row of ribbon about 3 inches from the side and place it vertically. [Use the thicker ribbon first.] You’ll flip over the canvas and hot glue it to the back. Just be sure that you keep your line straight.

3. B. Once that is finished, do the exact same process with the thinner strip of ribbon. Make sure that this thinner ribbon is centered within the thicker ribbon.

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4. Cut out seven circles. These will be used for the days of the week. You might need to adjust the size and shape depending on what kind of stickers you bought.

5. Put the stickers on the the circles [or whatever shape you decided on]. Using the hot glue gun again, center the shapes with stickers on the clothespins.

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6. Leaving about 5″ open at the top of the board. Glue the the clothes pins onto the strip of ribbon that you previously attached to the board. Make sure to lay them out on the board prior to gluing to ensure that you space them evenly.

7. A. Make a menu sign! I cheated and used fancy lettering in Microsoft Word, printed, and cut out the letters. But if you’re feeling extra creative you can definitely write or draw your own menu sign.IMG_5317

7. B. Your menu sign should be about 7″ to 8″ long and 3″ or so high. Get crafty with this! I cut out the letters, glued them onto yellow paper and then glued that onto the orange paper. [Don’t glue this to the board yet.]

IMG_53188. You’ll also make a “Meal Choices” sign and a “Grocery List” sign. I won’t go into much detail with this because it will vary on what you like. I would recommend that these each take up about a 4″ long and 2″ wide space. [Don’t glue this to the board yet.]

9. A. Remember those mini-lights that you used for Christmas and you NEVER put them back in the box? Now they can come in handy! Using a ruler, measure a 2.5″ depth all the way around the box and mark with a pen.

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9. B. Using your X-Acto knife, carefully cut around the entire box so that you have a nice little cutout square. You will then take some of the thick ribbon that you used previously and cover the box. This part is a little tricky and unfortunately I don’t have an picture for it but you can check out the end result to see what it’ll look like. I lined both the inside and outside with this ribbon.

**A few things that I do not have individual pictures on can be seen below in the final product. As always, you can alter as you see fit and per your individual style and design.**

10. A. I glued two more clothes pins kitty corner on the top left hand side of the board and snapped in the menu sign.

10. B. On the right hand side of the board, I would recommend positioning out your remaining pieces which would include two signs, your note pad, and ribbon covered box. I left a space in-between the grocery list and the box and put another clothespin with a handmade ribbon glued to the top. Change it up or do the same, whichever you like.

10. C. With some left over paper, go ahead and make menu entries. Make as many as you’d like. You can make them long or short, specific or not specific. I have listed some simple ideas below. The more specific you are the more you’ll have but than it will be easy to double or triple up. Any entries that you’re not using for that week can easily be stored in your handy box. [See bottom right.]


Menu Entry Ideas: Out To Eat. Something Easy. Shake N’ Bake Pork Chops. Peas. Corn On The Cob. New Recipe. Grilled Potatoes. Spaghetti and Garlic Toast. Potato Salad. Cantaloupe. Bananas. Tuna Melts. Tomato Soup. Soup and Sandwich. Pasta Night! Grill Out. Chicken Breasts. Mashed Potatoes. Honey Ham.

Hope you enjoyed reading through and creating your first DIY menu board! The same concept can be easily used and manipulated to make a children’s chore chart or summertime activity board. I’d love to see your finished product photos. Thanks!!