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Day 22 Prompt: Travel. How did you travel in 2010? How and/or where would you like to travel next year?

This one is easy for me. Over the course of 2010 I racked up the American Airlines miles.

I used travel as my way to escape in 2010. When I was struggling with adapting to my new life in Dallas I simply went to the American Airlines website and bought a ticket – either to Iowa or Minneapolis. My credit card was never happy with these impulse purchases and probably would have preferred a cheaper bottle of wine to drown my sorrows in. I really struggled being away from friends, family and a certain boy who I was doing a long-distance thing with.

As the year went on and I began to accept Dallas as home my travels became fewer and fewer. I was still missing my family and friends but began to realize that if I continued to run away I was never going to establish a life for myself in Dallas. Plus, I seriously could not afford plane tickets anymore.

In addition to my weekend travels to escape I was fortunate enough to jet to Europe with my family for a week. My sister was studying in Austria and naturally I had to take advantage of the fact that my parents were going over to visit her. Last exotic family vacation – no way was I going to pass that up. We started our trip in Austria and ventured to Switzerland and Germany to visit old friends. It was an awesome trip. Sadly, the strongest memory of the trip is standing in the Graz train station saying good-bye to my family and crying my eyes out. I was not excited to go to back to Dallas after an awesome week with my sisters and parents.

Although the majority of my travels in 2010 were not to any place new or adventurous (besides the Europe trip) I still had a blast on every trip I took. My travels are becoming more sparse as time progresses.

Next year I’ll be adding New Mexico on my list of destinations. In addition to keeping Minneapolis and Ames.

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Day 21 Prompt: Future self. Imagine yourself five years from now. What advice would you give your current self for the year ahead?

Everything works out as it’s supposed to in the end. And, as my friend Alicia told me today, sometimes you just gotta keep on keepin’ on.

Keep your head held high, find your joy in life and focus on what makes you happy.

That’s all I’ve got today.

I’ve officially lost count of what day this post is supposed to be for reverb. I’m guessing it’s around 16 or 17.

I was planning on passing on the reverb prompt again today, but I’ve been thinking about a blog post I’ve been wanting to write for a few days and thought it could potentially be squeezed in a way to suit the prompt for today.

Day 16/17 Prompt: Lesson learned. What was the best thing you learned about yourself this past year? And how will you apply that lesson going forward?

One thing I’ve learned about myself this past year (although, I’m hesitant to say it was the BEST thing I learned about myself) is that I easily let others (friends, family, co-workers, etc) impact my relationships. Their opinions, their actions, their advice and their attitudes.

Don’t get me wrong – I HIGHLY value the opinions and advice from my family and friends. If they don’t approve of the person I’m dating or a friend I’m hanging out with I will always take that into consideration. But, sometimes I begin to take their opinions/advice over my own feelings and my own thoughts. Does that make sense?

The reason I’ve been thinking about this lately is because of some rough waters in a few relationships of mine over the past few weeks. (I’m trying to keep a lot of the details off the blog, so I apologize if my thoughts are a little all over the place.) And naturally I’ve been discussing these bumps and issues with friends, my sisters and mom. At times I’ve felt brainwashed – who has the more important opinion – who has the RIGHT opinion – who has the opinion I should ACT on? I’m easily influenced, this I know. And often times I’m left questioning my relationships and whether or not I am TRULY happy. Because if my friends/family can find faults in the relationship then I can’t truly be happy, right? It can’t really be a healthy relationship. At least that’s what I start thinking and telling myself.

I’ve known this about myself for over a year. It’s been impacting my relationships for well over a year.

What I struggle with is realizing that often times they don’t know the whole story. They don’t know 100% of what goes on behind the scenes.

But at the same time I really believe that my friends and family know what’s best for me and want what’s best for me. So when they tell me something I believe them. No questions asked.

There is no conclusion to this post – because at this time I don’t know what the answer to this issue is. I don’t even know if what I’m talking about makes sense or if anyone can relate.

Those are just my thoughts. Do they fit with today’s reverb prompt? Perhaps not. But hey, it’s a blog post.

Day 15 Prompt: 5 minutes. Imagine you will completely lose your memory of 2010 in five minutes. Set an alarm for five minutes and capture the things you most want to remember about 2010.

Is anyone else getting a little worn down by these prompts? I feel by now, you have a pretty good idea of what made my 2010 awesome and not so-awesome.

If not, you can view those posts herehere and here. So instead of regurgitating what I’ve already written about – and you haven’t been following my reverb posts – feel free to go back and read those. Because those are the events I would choose to capture as my memories of 2010.

I’ll spare you the multiple posts. I’m ready for something a little… different.

Back in blogging mode.

Day 14 Prompt:  Appreciate. What’s the one thing you have come to appreciate most in the past year? How do you express gratitude for it?

I’ve always had a good relationship with my mom. I was not one of those girls who entered high school and instantly turned into a nightmare for my parents.

But this year I really learned to appreciate her and how she will always listen to me – no matter what the rant of the day is – my cooking, relationship or shopping dilemma. I don’t think I tell her enough how much I appreciate all she has done for me and my 2 fabulous sisters and our dad. And she continues to do it – to this day. Despite the fact that I’m in Dallas and one sister is in Ames. That woman is amazing.

I can only hope that when I have kids, that I can be a mom like my mom. I’m trying to hold off on the cheese (and I’m cranking this out at the office, anxious to get the heck out of here – I apologize if this is coming off as a confusing ramble. It’s 7 PM. Can you tell the end of the year is never fun?).

So, to sum it up. I’m learning to fully appreciate all my mom does for me. For us. She’s an amazing woman, and I don’t think she gets told that enough. So mom, this one’s for you. Love you.

Sara + mom

You may notice a few reverb posts missing from me. I didn’t forget, this weekend was just insane and I hardly had enough time to sit and catch my breath. Trent and I were busy dancing our shoes off (literally, at the end of the night we both collapsed and threw the shoes off of our blistered feet) at our company Holiday parties. Friday night we schmoozed with Trent’s co-workers. Saturday night we dined & danced with mine.

And throw in a Saturday afternoon showing of The Christmas Carol with some girlfriends and a hectic attempt at Christmas shopping at the mall yesterday. My blog was neglected this weekend – and every morning when I got the reverb prompt in my inbox  a little pang of guilt hit. But, what can ya do. The Holidays can get a tad crazy at times.

Fingers crossed this week will slow down a little bit – and I’ll be able to get back on the reverb train.

Day 10 Prompt:  Wisdom. What was the wisest decision you made this year, and how did it play out?

The wisest decision I made this year was to not move back to Minneapolis. Don’t get me wrong, I still would move back to Minneapolis in a heartbeat if everything else panned out perfectly.

Towards the end of the Summer, I was close to calling it quits with Dallas.  I had just dropped some good friends from Minneapolis off at the airport and I was determined to move back. With or without a job. This is when my irrational thinking began.

It was a tough few months – I toyed back and forth with the idea of quitting my awesome job to pursue my dream job on the agency side, fork over tons of moolah to terminate my lease early, pack up all of my belongings once again and make the long drive back to Minneapolis.  With no job, no place to live other then my room at my parents house and no idea what my next move would be.

I talked to close friends about this idea to get their perspective. I cried multiple times on the phone with my mom and dad (who probably never really supported this sporadic move home, but felt forced to because they love me unconditionally). I networked like silly with people in Minneapolis who are in the advertising agency to see what they had to say about the ad land job market in Minneapolis.

I didn’t care that I was giving up the job that was giving me awesome development opportunities. I didn’t care that I was not only giving up my stable income but was also throwing in the towel on my health care benefits. I was moving home and there was no question about it.

But then, as my time to make a final decision grew shorter, I really sat and thought about it. Although it was difficult, I was eventually able to convince myself of the following:  Minneapolis will always be there. I should really spend more time developing my skills with a company who fully supports and invests in their employees. I can’t move home without a job – and I certainly didn’t like the idea of giving up my freedom to move back into Mom & Dad’s house.

So, I’m still in Dallas. And I’m sure thankful that I wised up and decided that moving home on such a whim would have been completely irrational and potentially detrimental to my career. I’ll never know what would have happened and I’ll never know if I could have landed a job with an agency.

But, there’s still plenty of time to find out if it’s in my future cards.

This….this prompt I can gladly answer. Light on the cheese. And as soon as I read it I knew my answer.

Day 9 Prompt: What social gathering rocked your socks off in 2010? Describe the people, music, food, drink, clothes, shenanigans.

My bff Katie‘s wedding. Hands down the best party of 2010. The whole WEEK was the best party of 2010. Starting with a bachelorette party with some fab ladies downtown Des Moines. Definition of shenanigans. We all got dolled up for happy hour at the Embassy Suites. (The hotel we always opt for when travelling – free happy hour. Enough said.) and then headed out for our reservations at a swanky Mexican restaurant downtown Des Moines. The night really began after gorging on some carnitas and margaritas. Bar hopping down Court Ave. Lots of drinks (and admittedly, shots). It was a night to remember.

But the actual wedding DAY & wedding NIGHT take the cake. It all happened so fast it’s almost a blur. Hanging out during the day with the other maids and the bride, prepping all day. The ceremony was beautiful – and HOT. But the party really started as soon as the entire bridal party stepped on the banana-mobile (an old-school yellow RV). Popping bottles of champagne like a G6. Sorry, I had to.

Bride + Bridesmaids on Banana-mobile

We even stopped at our bar of choice in Ames – where we spent many a Thursday nights singing our hearts out.

The reception is even MORE of a blur than the day, if that’s possible. I didn’t even take a single picture from the reception. All I can remember is walking back and forth from the bar to the dance floor where all of our college friends were gathered. Some I hadn’t seen since graduation. It was undoubtedly a night to remember.

All in all, the day FLEW by. But there wasn’t a moment of the beautiful day that I wasn’t laughing, smiling or shedding tears of joy with dear friends. Party of my life so far.

I missed day 7. Sue me. After working on a massive writing project (I almost spelt it as “righting”. Dear Lord.) all day I just wasn’t in the mood to reflect & write more. Does anyone else get burnt out from writing all day long? At the end of the day my brain was not in any state to make complete sentences anymore.

So, here we are late late late for day 8. What makes me different. When I first read this prompt I was tempted to just wait to post until day 9. I feel like this is the kind of question dating sites use – like “Describe yourself in 3 words”. Is that possible? Can anyone really get to what their core is – who they really are –  in 3 words? Like I’m going to meet my “soulmate” on Match.com from reading that they’re smart, funny and athletic. Please.

But I digress. Mostly because I want to avoid answering this question. Because really I think the best answer is blatantly obvious: what makes me different is the fact that I’m Sara. There is no other Sara  (there may be other Sara’s out there who spell their name the RIGHT way – sans ‘H’) who is the same as me. I’m unique in every way – my own person. I have my own strengths and weaknesses. My own pet-peeves and addictions. My own sense of humor and uncanny ability to hold my laughter in. My own moments of happiness and moments of sadness. My own memories and my own future.

So, that’s my answer. It’s not anything super deep. But at least I gave it a shot.

A few weeks ago (ok, maybe a few months ago) my little cousin drew a picture and sent it to me in the mail. She’s in 1st grade so naturally she drew butterflies, hearts and stick-figure representations of her and I. And a school picture of her and her sister and brother were include. I hung the picture on my fridge – it was so cute I couldn’t resist.

This weekend I decided to draw a picture for her in return (a little late, I know). So when I was at Target I picked up a box of crayons. I cannot believe I have been living for over a year without a box of crayons. I got home and straight away and dug up some white paper and got to coloring. Let me just say – I love coloring. It is, in my opinion, one of the most relaxing things to do. I don’t care if it’s from a coloring book or I’m doing my own thing, all coloring is equal in my mind. So I doodled a little picture of Santa and Rudolph to send via snail-mail to my cousin. And a little note. But no school picture. Snail mail is totally the bomb.

And, last night, I did one of the things most bakers probably consider the most horrendous act on earth. I baked brownies from a box. I couldn’t help it! I was on my way to check out at the grocery store and there they were, pleading to go home with me – Ghiarardelli Double Chocolate brownies. How can a girl say no?