Sometimes I blog in my head

When I decided to move to OKC I had all these dreams about, you know, actually posting on this blog. And I started out with the best of intentions. In fact, I practically crafted multiple first drafts in my head, all ready to be polished and posted. The time I went to OKCMOA for their rooftop festivities. The time Will and Holly had their last weekend in OKC. The time I shared my birthday picnic with a homeless dude (let me tell you, THAT was an interesting birthday party). The time I actually had a pretty cute decor scheme in my apartment. The time I did a mac-n-cheese face off between this recipe and this one (the greek mac-n-cheese won). The time I went to a fancy-schmancy rooftop birthday party. The time we all had Sunday dinner together.The time I made a fancy-schmancy cake for my friends.

You get the point.

But the follow-through has never been my strong point. It's not like blogging is of life-or-death importance to me, but the lack of consistency is just a symptom of something that invades every area of my life: I can't finish what I start.

I'm great at dreaming of solutions. I'm fabulous at making plans, schedules and incentives. But when it comes to doing the actual work, I kind of suck at it.And at some point of my life, I have to realize that this is a discipline problem isn't going to fade when I hit the ever-elusive adulthood phase of my life. It's the small, daily choices that make me who I am.

Luckily, I've got great friends to keep me accountable on the things that matter. I've got an iPhone and iPad with apps and reminders that bug the living daylights out of me keep me on track. And I've got journals and calendars that allow me to visually remind myself of what I want. The tools are all there. Now I just need the will and the motivation to follow through. Keep my cute apartment clean. Workout everyday. Actually read my Bible. Make fresh and delicious food instead of eating out.

Today, I'm going to start where I am. And maybe, just maybe, I will actually start blogging all those ideas instead of just thinking about them. I'm feeling pretty good about it.

Happy Mothers Day!

Here I am, on the eve of my birthday. Hanging out in my new apartment and getting used to what it means to live by yourself. It's the first time that I haven't been with my mom on Mothers Day, I'm pretty sure. She had to hang out in Idabel without me, unfortunately. Love you, Momma!

And of course, this day is for ALL the women who have mothered me over the years--Gina, Shelley, Grandma Helen, Grandma Zeda, Aunt Wren, Aunt Debbie, Carie, Christie, Michelle, Jeannie, Kaye, Leah.... the list could go on and on. That is the great and beautiful thing about womanhood, and humanity in general. We are all a part of something bigger than ourselves.

Thank you to all the women out there who are blazing a path for the rest of us.

housing update

Guess what, y'all? I officially live in downtown OKC. And after three days of unpacking, I still can't find my toothbrush and toothpaste. (Don't worry, I had a travel size set for just such an emergency.)

I'm still adjusting to the move and to living by myself, but everything is going really well. The only mishap so far was a giant picture falling on my bed in the middle of the night (of course, it would be the first night I stayed by myself, so I was terrified). After I get that back on the wall, the bathroom organized, and my stationary/desk stuff put away, I will have some really lovely photos of a really lovely apartment to share.

And even better, I will have my first apartment guests this weekend for my pre-birthday celebration. Kim and Karissa are headed my way from Tulsa, and we are going to have a wonderful weekend full of picnics, pedicures and hopefully old Disney movies. Sounds like perfection to me!

(P.S. The first thing I made in my apartment? Sweet tea. Obviously.)

Okay, so we may not agree with the heels part (I love them), but it's always a good time to remind yourself to keep reaching for something better--gracefully, of course. But always upward.

foodie

I'm already planning the food I want to make in my new apartment--an abode, I might add, that contains a DISHWASHER. I haven't lived in a place with a dishwasher in two years (thus the excitement).

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Is your mouth watering yet? I know mine is.... Hurry up and get here, dinner.