I’m a practical girl.
I enjoy shopping at flea markets and vintage shops because it helps the environment and my budget. I would rather spend my money on food and unforgettable experiences than material goods. My favorite gift this past Christmas was an electric toothbrush (oh my goodness, once you go there, you won’t be able to come back).
However, there is something I am not ashamed of admitting.
I looooove receiving flowers. I love giving them as well. Even though plucking those poor beautiful things and giving them to someone could be very wasteful because flowers die, I still love love love fresh flowers. I love the smell of them, I love smiling when I get to see them first thing in the morning, I love the thought of someone taking the time to purchase or pick me some.
With Valentine’s Day coming up, it seems a no-brainer to give your loved ones a bouquet of beauties but I say, why not give flowers at random times of the year? Studies have shown that flower heighten happy emotions and life satisfaction. People get happy just looking at ‘em.
Red roses may be the standard to romance but frankly, I find them a little bit too moody and way too expensive. My friend Joyce told me that red roses actually cost the MOST around February and not just because for Valentine’s Day but because of the season it blooms. Um, no thanks!
I’d rather receive some gorgeous peonies. The pale blush pinks, purples, corals, and whites they come in is absolutely swoon-worthy for the girl that’s young at heart and free-spirited.
And fellas, not all girls need the packaging or the expensive store-bought bouquets. Many girlfriends actually prefer wildflowers that look like you just walked past nature, saw some pretty buds, thought of your special lady, and took the time to pick it for them. That’s definitely way more romantic and thoughtful than getting your secretary to order a bouquet of standard reds online, dontcha think?
Regardless of what you do on Valentine’s Day, whether it’s dining at a 5-star restaurant or just a cozy movie night at home, I hope that you’ll take the time to treat your loved ones to some pretty flowers! This includes mothers, sisters, aunts, and friendlies. Flower power!
I’ve never tried giving guys flowers. Do you guys like them? Let me know in the comments below!
I turned 25 last week.
The day came and went amidst a season of really bad colds and fevers, food poisonings, and this weird tumorish thing growing on the back of my neck so I was more than a little distracted to celebrate the day.
But at the same time, there’s been all sorts of quiet celebrations going on. Little ruminations of how far I’ve come over the past 25 years and how much further I will yet to go. I feel like I am hitting another season of my life and it is one I am super excited and scared for.
The eve of my 22nd birthday, I had a huge panic attack because I was so fearful of growing old, of the uncertain future, of the lost past of not doing enough.
However, this year, I looked forward to growing older because with another year, comes more wisdom, more learning, more accepting of an uncertain life. I’m stealing this thought from a Facebook post I read recently but it’s something along the lines of this…
“I am not what I ought to be. I am not what I want to be. I am not what I hope to be. But still, I am not what I used to be. And by the grace of God, I am what I am.”
Whenever fear creeps up on me and has me frivolously worrying over the small things, I listen to JK Rowling’s awe-inspiring Harvard commencement speech.
May it inspire you today!
The thought of cooking food sometimes gives me the hives.
The thought of the hours spent selecting the menu, the thought of the trips to the grocery store to get every ingredient just right, the thought of the cutting, the thought of the boiling, the thought of the dishes getting cleaned up…
But nonetheless, I offered to prepare some dishes for our family’s Christmas Eve dinner (which, next to Thanksgiving and Chinese New Year, is only the most important family meal of the year). How hard could it be? A salad, a potato side dish, a dessert. Easy as pie.
Well, when you’re me, it can be pretty hard. For some reason, I thought it was a good idea to set a more fancier menu for those dishes. Meaning I wasn’t just gonna toss some iceberg lettuce in with some carrots and call it a day. I wasn’t just gonna buy the boxed mashed potato flakes.
I decided to spice up the plain ol’ mashed potatoes dish by making a variation of this recipe of mashed potatoes with spinach, ricotta, and bacon.
These here are all the brave soldiers that served for duty that night.
First, I diced the potatoes while the water was boiling. Saving time baby!
Then, while the potatoes were boiling, I diced up some onions and mixed them in a pan with spinach and ricotta cheese.
Turkey bacon also got sizzled and diced. I used turkey because it’s healthier. This is the reason why I will never be able to become a vegetarian.
My grandma started helping me mix it all together. You gotta have a grandma mixing to make this recipe filled with love.
Voila! What do ya think? Looks pretty scrumptious, no? It tasted even better the day after.
So unfortunately for me, I took too long making the potatoes that I ran out of time when I got to my fancy salad recipe (which was going to feature fancy stuff like kale. And couscous. And quinoa which is so fancy the man at Trader Joe’s had to correct me and say, “it’s not pronounced ‘kinoa,’ it’s pronoounced ‘keenua,’ you blundering ball of idiot” (ok, so he didn’t add the last part but he sure was thinkin’ it).
I did whip up a freakin’ tasty pumpkin bread but it was so yummy I forgot to take pictures of it. Here are the rest of the dishes served at the dinner…
‘Twas so nice getting my sister and cousins back for the holidays. As you can see, us Janns are more than a little enamored with the Lius.
Hope y’alls had a great Christmas!
Christmas is such a fabulous time for me. It’s wonderful because as a Christian, I can celebrate and revel in the peace of knowing that Christ had been born to save us. It’s wonderful because as a workaholic, I can take a little time to relax. It’s wonderful because as a human, I use the holidays as an reason to spend time with my family and loved ones.
I really do love spending good quality time with my family. It makes me remember how kind God was to create other people in our lives so that we won’t have to spend our time on earth alone.
“The Lord God said, ‘It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him.’”
~ Genesis 2:18
Perhaps this is a naive way of thinking but I’m curious — when did life start to develop this whole “me against them” way of thinking? When did everyone start to feel the need to protect their assets, protect their gains as though there are not enough to go around in the world? When did the privileged just want to keep what they have just to themselves and not share? When did pushing others down to make your way to the top become an envied trait? When did caring about other people become not cool? When did sharing get lost, people? We learned this in kindergarten so I know some people somewhere still felt it was important but somehow on the road to growing up, we lost some of it. When did material goods become replacements for quality relationships? When did quantity replace quality?
I don’t really care to know when any of these happen but I do wish to know why it happened. I may be lost on a lot of other things but I am not lost on this and it’s that we were made on this earth to love. Christ showed us that during his time here. When we love, miracles happens. I know this because when I heard of Christ’s love, when I felt His love around my arms, my world turned upside down but suddenly made sense. This here is a man who loved those who betrayed Him, who loved us before we loved Him. By all this world’s standards, he’s a fool. But to me, it’s someone finally worthy enough to worship.
This article on how some of our country’s richest think about the Occupy movement really irritated me when I first read it. And these details of the Sandusky case literally made me sick to my stomach. I just couldn’t believe the nerves of some people, how they can be so trapped in their own world and produce this really twisted view of life. And then I realized I am no better if I just put them off that way because the truth is, I have never been in their world so I have no idea what it’s really like. I can just guess and say things like, “oh, if I were in there position, I would NEVER think this way, I would never act that way.”
But would I really?
It just comes down to me living my life and the things I’ve seen and the things I know and the people and actions that have touched my heart. With all those things I have come to know that:
- *Happiness does not equal joy.
- *Money does not equal happiness.
- *There are so many things I can’t change in my life already so with the things I’m granted free will to change, I need to make wise decisions on.
- *I can’t change other people so I can only change myself.
- *I may only be one person and I may not be able to make all the difference in the world but I can make a difference and that in it of itself makes all the difference in the world.
- *Each person does not have the same path set for them.
- *All things are possible through Christ.
This year was my first time participating in white elephants for work and friends and I have to tell ya, I don’t like the game ooooone bit.
For some reason, it seems to bring the mean competitive streaks out of everyone and no matter what, people’s feelings get hurt– whether it’s you brought a gift that no one else likes or you unwrap the perfect present only to have someone steal it from you.
I suppose it’s also ’cause I like personalized gifts because it shows the person took care and thought into what to get me.
Like this picture my co-worker Peter took of me.
What can I say? I sing like no one’s watching. Unfortunately for me, someone was.
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