dear blog,
no, i do not want to eat any babies (jonathan swift anyone?) but i do crave them. i always always feel like holding a baby and whenever i see one i can hardly contain myself. the highlights of my days include these delightful little humans. plus, it is the middle of the night and i just spent the last hour googling images of babies (nothing creepy, sicko) and looking at baby clothes online. what single non-pregnant kind of person does that? my friend said that my maternal instinct is kicking in full-blast now that i am at prime child-bearing age. i think the more popular term is that my "biological clock" is ticking. HA!
i wish my sister would get married already and make a baby just for me.
love,
rochelle
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
whirlwhind wheekend.
dear blog,
IM TIRED. too tired to type that apostrophe, in fact.
here's a list bc im toooo tired to write my weekend in paragraph form:
jackson
lunch with mom
woman date with carly (she found an awesome/modest swim suit for SIX DOLLARS)
kitchen nightmares (actually gave me nightmares)
moving stuff at grandpas
aunt willi
ana-maria made lunch YUM
and she taught me how to make legit spanish tortillas YUM
aunt bubba's
she gave me fondant. maybe tomorrow i'll make a cake.
the severns
vaccuuming
harrot's
SNOWCONES. our first of the summer. YUM
shopping(ish)
redbox (yes man)
jordan's farewell (richie's bff)
choir practice
regular church (they split my class and i am devastated. plus, they put some of my favorites in the other class)
choir practice
home teachers
jordan's house
nickie's seminary graduation
SIGH.
I AM SO BEAT.
but tomorrow i can SLEEEEEP IN. and then i have a phone date with my dear darling friend. and i get to play with jackson tomorrow AND the bachelorette starts tomorrow (cue mocking).
tirelessly yours,
rochelle
p.s. i never cared for the expression "word vomit" but i feel like it perfectly describes this post.
p.p.s. i also took a shower this weekend. proud?
p.p.p.s. LISTEN TO THIS SONG.
IM TIRED. too tired to type that apostrophe, in fact.
here's a list bc im toooo tired to write my weekend in paragraph form:
jackson
lunch with mom
woman date with carly (she found an awesome/modest swim suit for SIX DOLLARS)
kitchen nightmares (actually gave me nightmares)
moving stuff at grandpas
aunt willi
ana-maria made lunch YUM
and she taught me how to make legit spanish tortillas YUM
aunt bubba's
she gave me fondant. maybe tomorrow i'll make a cake.
the severns
vaccuuming
harrot's
SNOWCONES. our first of the summer. YUM
shopping(ish)
redbox (yes man)
jordan's farewell (richie's bff)
choir practice
regular church (they split my class and i am devastated. plus, they put some of my favorites in the other class)
choir practice
home teachers
jordan's house
nickie's seminary graduation
SIGH.
I AM SO BEAT.
but tomorrow i can SLEEEEEP IN. and then i have a phone date with my dear darling friend. and i get to play with jackson tomorrow AND the bachelorette starts tomorrow (cue mocking).
tirelessly yours,
rochelle
p.s. i never cared for the expression "word vomit" but i feel like it perfectly describes this post.
p.p.s. i also took a shower this weekend. proud?
p.p.p.s. LISTEN TO THIS SONG.
Friday, May 20, 2011
thinking in poetry
dear blog,
do you ever think in poetry form? its a really weird concept to explain, but some days i just am overwhelmed by the beauty in the world and it starts creeping into my thoughts and my normal informal rochelle-think just doesn't do what i am seeing and feeling justice. thinking in poetry is just so lovely and i would definitely recommend it. if i were brave enough to write my poem-thoughts down/share them, a lot of times i think(wish) that they would be simple and lovely like this.
The Orange, by Wendy Cope
At lunchtime I bought a huge orange —
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled and shared it with Robert and Dave —
They got quarters and I had a half.
And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It’s new.
The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I’m glad I exist.
love,
rochelle
do you ever think in poetry form? its a really weird concept to explain, but some days i just am overwhelmed by the beauty in the world and it starts creeping into my thoughts and my normal informal rochelle-think just doesn't do what i am seeing and feeling justice. thinking in poetry is just so lovely and i would definitely recommend it. if i were brave enough to write my poem-thoughts down/share them, a lot of times i think(wish) that they would be simple and lovely like this.
The Orange, by Wendy Cope
At lunchtime I bought a huge orange —
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled and shared it with Robert and Dave —
They got quarters and I had a half.
And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It’s new.
The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I’m glad I exist.
love,
rochelle
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
a rainy evening drive
dear blog,
driving home from provo tonight was absolutely heavenly. it was raining the perfect amount. the roads were empty and wet. i love when the roads are wet at night. it looks and feels like i am driving on water. and all of the street lights and stop lights all reflects off of the road and it is one of the most beautiful sights. (plus if i take my glasses off if i'm stopped at a red light, all the lights blur together and it is so beautiful!) and tonight i was driving in my cozy little car listening to my very own carpenter's tape (it came in the mail today!) wearing my comfy cozy jim jams, singing and smiling all to myself.
i wish that more days ended this way. and i sure hope that in heaven i can drive in the middle of the night on reflective roads all by myself.
love,
rochelle
p.s. i gained a follower! welcome 18th follower.
p.p.s. check out this psychedelic video. SHE IS SO TALENTED.
driving home from provo tonight was absolutely heavenly. it was raining the perfect amount. the roads were empty and wet. i love when the roads are wet at night. it looks and feels like i am driving on water. and all of the street lights and stop lights all reflects off of the road and it is one of the most beautiful sights. (plus if i take my glasses off if i'm stopped at a red light, all the lights blur together and it is so beautiful!) and tonight i was driving in my cozy little car listening to my very own carpenter's tape (it came in the mail today!) wearing my comfy cozy jim jams, singing and smiling all to myself.
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love,
rochelle
p.s. i gained a follower! welcome 18th follower.
p.p.s. check out this psychedelic video. SHE IS SO TALENTED.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
ch ch ch ch changes
dear blog,
you know those times when you change, but it happens so gradually that you don't even notice, and then one day, BAM, your outlook, your attitude and everything is different? i feel that way today. i feel like i don't know what is specifically different today, but if i do a little rewind, i can see how my life has shifted a little bit in the last little while. nothing super crazy or outrageous has happened i guess. but, for some reason i feel like my mind has been opened and i am ready to make some changes in my life. for the first time i feel like i am accepting the fact that one possible life-road is closed for construction, and i need to shift around my options and make changes, take a detour if you will, instead of just waiting around. i have so many options of what i can be doing with my life right now, so many wonderful, enjoyable, productive options and instead what i have been doing is (mostly) NOTHING.
here's to being open to change.
cheers,
rochelle
p.s.
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