Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
I feel so special...
so despite the fact that i'm aching and a wee bit moody from work, i got this email right before i left the office today:
chocolate + yellow + teal
----- Original Message ----
From: Abby Larson < abby@stylemepretty.com >
To: maia l. ermita
Sent: Tuesday, March 25, 2008 4:45:35 PM
Subject: RE: wedding board
Hey Maia,
Just wanted you to know that I put your board up on SMP today!
Abby
Style Me Pretty
www.stylemepretty.com
chocolate + yellow + teal
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
and it's only March 19.
hat's off to the one candidate that has had to defend himself from day one like it's the eve before election day.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
"let's go already!"
before i walk away from the computer, my goals for today:
+ decide to go to the gym
+ coffee
+ decide not to go to the gym
+ shower
+ wear something cute and comfy
+ pack up my mobile 'fashion dance' pack
+ fetch my cousin (home from spring break) to try on BM dress
+ gather the MOH to take her on a tour of my life
+ transport mother to sister's house
+ meet up with BFF/BM for a nice meal
+ WACHOVIA business
+ SEARS
+ head back to NYC - not for work
+ find a place to sleep
+ rest
+ breathe
let's see how we do today
+ decide to go to the gym
+ coffee
+ decide not to go to the gym
+ shower
+ wear something cute and comfy
+ pack up my mobile 'fashion dance' pack
+ fetch my cousin (home from spring break) to try on BM dress
+ gather the MOH to take her on a tour of my life
+ transport mother to sister's house
+ meet up with BFF/BM for a nice meal
+ WACHOVIA business
+ SEARS
+ head back to NYC - not for work
+ find a place to sleep
+ rest
+ breathe
let's see how we do today
mr. & mrs. perks
6 a.m.
yes, i've been awake since 6 a.m., on a Saturday morning creating a forced destiny that today is a day for MOI. since mi madre works every other weekend (and practically begged me to play hooky yesterday since she was off) i sprung out of bed to chat with her for 30 min, while she reviewed all the dogearred pages from this April's Real Simple. [NOTE: i bribed her $10 to go out yesterday and plant herself in the periodical section of BN, but our lovely mailman delivered one of the few monthly periodicals we share so...that was that.]
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
I HATE YOU!
Shows like House Hunters or My First Place piss me off to no end when they are taped in somewhere between the east and the west coats.
"We're looking for a 4 bedroom 3 bath home with a 4 car garage and at least an acre of land, for under $200K..."
goodbye shopping, hello mortgage!
so we're three months away from closing on our condo and boy has it been a huge rush of emotions, bank statements and 'oh my gosh, we're almost homeowners!'
in the meantime, we'll be putting together spreadsheetS, trimming the fat on our spending, and saying goodbye to wonderful bargains like this:
PS: honey, saturday's nasty weather pushed me over the edge. it was on sale for $28.00 from $250.00
in the meantime, we'll be putting together spreadsheetS, trimming the fat on our spending, and saying goodbye to wonderful bargains like this:
PS: honey, saturday's nasty weather pushed me over the edge. it was on sale for $28.00 from $250.00
Sunday, March 9, 2008
I do...
* feel that this one is 'the one.'
* believe that weddings are a rare opportunity to share a private love in public
* trust that i've put my heart into every decision that has been made about this wedding
* appreciate all the love and support of both of our parents throughout this whole journey
* embrace the life ahead for me and my future husband and our family
* believe that weddings are a rare opportunity to share a private love in public
* trust that i've put my heart into every decision that has been made about this wedding
* appreciate all the love and support of both of our parents throughout this whole journey
* embrace the life ahead for me and my future husband and our family
Saturday, March 8, 2008
whipastitch in the wood
Loop of the Loom
Once, I met someone through weaving.
Then, I met another through her.
Both said, "My! It's very fun."
All could share the happiness and excitement I felt when I first wove.
The way you weave is the way you are.
Find yourself, surprise yourself,
and you'll see how beautiful you are.
Everyone is an artist who can move someone else.
Let's sit down and talk it over - the loom and colorful yarns.
Come and join our loop - our circle of weavers!
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Long Live Erma Bombeck
so this is me, on the verge of another huge chapter of my great life and i'm shivering in my bones, waiting for what this next life has in store for me and my future. the mister pointed out to me last night that despite my casual ways, i can be a bit to regimented (moreso with my personal life than my professional life) and cautioned me to slow down a bit so that we could enjoy it together.
In honor of women's history month and in memory of Erma Bombeck who lost her fight with cancer.
IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck
(Written after she found out she was dying from cancer).
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded
I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have sat on the lawn With my grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."
There would have been more "I love you's"; more "I'm sorry's."
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute...look at it and really see it.. live it and never give it back. STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!!!
Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what.
Instead; let's cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us.
Let's think about what God HAS blessed us with, and what we are doing each day to promote ourselves mentally, physically, and emotionally.
I hope you have a blessed day.
In honor of women's history month and in memory of Erma Bombeck who lost her fight with cancer.
IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck
(Written after she found out she was dying from cancer).
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded
I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have sat on the lawn With my grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."
There would have been more "I love you's"; more "I'm sorry's."
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute...look at it and really see it.. live it and never give it back. STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!!!
Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what.
Instead; let's cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us.
Let's think about what God HAS blessed us with, and what we are doing each day to promote ourselves mentally, physically, and emotionally.
I hope you have a blessed day.
30 days and counting
because i've been a patient consumer and an obedient verizon customer, i think i deserve this -- 1 chocolated and 2 used cellphones later:
SMT5800
or
motorola Q9m
any real people reviews?
SMT5800
or
motorola Q9m
any real people reviews?
Getting "there."
have been having lots of "what am i doing with my life" convos while at work, and while i am blessed by my job, i know that in the long run, there's another place for me.
and I can't help but 'blame' these feelings to have been brought on by this story.
and I can't help but 'blame' these feelings to have been brought on by this story.
"Mommy, can I have my allowance?"
so i never had an allowance. i wore a uniform til i graduated high school, i always brought my lunches, i didn't go out 'that' much, and my mom pretty much bought me most of my 'tag day' clothes either on super-sale or second-hand.
i love my mom and her cultural routes that makes her so frugral, and me, on the brink of "yes, i'll grow up NOW" penny pinching every last chance I get. even tonight, i was about to forgo dinner all together and just eat an extra helping of FREEEEE (& yummy pickles) @ the hole.
speaking of 'the hole' - READ: THE Jackson Hole - me and the mister God-willing will be living within walking distance to THE HOLE...and i'm shaking in my bones, just thinking about being a neighbor to the hole of jackson. iew. that sounds weird.
moving on...
i love my mom and her cultural routes that makes her so frugral, and me, on the brink of "yes, i'll grow up NOW" penny pinching every last chance I get. even tonight, i was about to forgo dinner all together and just eat an extra helping of FREEEEE (& yummy pickles) @ the hole.
speaking of 'the hole' - READ: THE Jackson Hole - me and the mister God-willing will be living within walking distance to THE HOLE...and i'm shaking in my bones, just thinking about being a neighbor to the hole of jackson. iew. that sounds weird.
moving on...
Sunday, March 2, 2008
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