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I like to blog in spurts. It’s a thing. A really horrible blogging thing, but it’s how my life goes.

What do you remember about ’96?

In ’96 was awkward 4th grader in Mr. Harper’s class crushing on a boy named Zach. I slept on Looney Tunes sheets and had some really sweet bootcut jeans that I wore too many days of the week.

It’s also the year Michael Jordon teamed up with the Tune Squad.

So you can imagine my excitement when the  Myriad Gardens decided to show Space Jam on the lawn to celebrate the Thunder’s journey in the NBA Finals.

One of my favorite friends, Brent, met us (Kirby & Courtney) and what did he have waiting? LUNCHABLES.

Great minds must thing alike because what did I have in my movie purse? Lunchables, Pop Rocks and Ring Pops, of course.

(Sneak Peek: How cute are my new boots? Blog post coming up soon about them!)

Childish? Sure? I really, truly believe if you’re not being ridiculous in life you’re doing it wrong.

There was really something magical about being a part of a group of Oklahoma’s singing “I believe I can fly” on the eve of Game 2.

Sometimes I think staring in a movie. Just me and my random shenanigans like hanging out in downtown OKC eating a lunchable with my friends. Normal.

(If it does become a movie I’d appreciate if someone would cast Sophie Bush as me.)

What a creepy picture. Blog friends… meet real life friends.


Every summer of my life I’ve been outdoors. Whether is was playing in the sprinkler as teeny-human or building fence as a teenager – summers were for outside. However, when you grow up, you sit in an office from 8-5. And by “grow up,” I mean when you work in an urban environment and your office is downtown.

I’ve learned to combat this with one simple solution: projects. Because of projects, I am forced to get off my rear end and do something.

When I first started do-it-yourself projects I told myself it was because I was “cheap.” Fresh out of college with a job in communications…. you do the math. But it turns out, I look forward to projects, to almost an obsessive level. {I realize I’ve been posting a lot of projects lately, but it’s really what I’ve been up to.}

Currently, I’m waiting for manfriend to make a backboard for an amazing frame I found in the back room of an antique store.

 


Lauren {the new roomie} and I have huge plans to make this picture frame into a chalk board similar to this one I found at the shabbymcfabby Etsy Shop.  This one is listed for $148. However, I can make one myself with a large picture frame ($30) and chalk board spray paint ($8).

Our plans are to use our chalk board to track our Must See in OKC list. Each Wednesday we’re going to visit a new, random place in the OKC Metro. (Have any suggestions??)

Is it cheap or just smart? Encouragment from others has landed me on the Dave Ramsey plan for life. And, by plan – I mean, the I mess up and buy shoes I shouldn’t every now and then but then I get right back on my plan – plan.

Honestly, who cares about reasoning. Its fun. And, I find a little bit of pleasure trying to scrap paint off my nails while riding the elevator up to my downtown office.


“What’s that in your hair?”
“feathers”
“why?”
“The cool kids are doing it.”
“The cool kids may be doing it but the young urban professionals are not.”

If I was on my toes I would have said, “they are if they are going to the arts festival.” But I wasn’t. And, my rural upbringing taught me not to talk back to older urban professionals.

If you’ve been around for a while you’ll note one of the earlier posts was about the OKC Festival of the Arts. A year later, it’s just as cool.

This is the view from my office. How could I not take a quick trip out there – everyday?!? Exactly. It’s a rule. It’s a law. It would be illegal not to try an indian taco. Or a snow cone. Or a 1,587 calorie piece of deliciousness.


Or walk the brand spankin’ new pathways through the gardens. It’s only right after putting up with the constuction.

You know, because I also work by this. You might have noticed it? No? Hmmmm.

Anyway. Visit the Festival of Arts.

Twenty11.

01.06.11 — Leave a comment

Happy New Year from our urban casa to yours.

I brought in 2011 with a sparkly starting with a sweet pair of shoes. Although every girl dreams of a pair of Christian Loubouin’s (see: A Girl Can Dream) I chose a pair to fit into my tighter budget.

The barbie bandaids I’ve been wearing on my feet all week were 110 percent worth these Nine West Escher’s. {Thanks, K. Smith, for wearing these to the CMA’s so I could go by them in my size!) And, wasn’t my date handsome.

Reason No. 001 Urban NYE’s are better than Rural ones. Dressing up.

I don’t think this attire would have looked okay on the back 40, but for a downtown party at the Beacon it was the perfect choice. Note: I could have used a pair of carharts on the walk home though.

All of these boys look good in cinch jeans and boots – which is probably why they are even more adorable in suits.

You’d never know they all ditched the jackets and hit the dance floor when 90′s rap came through the speakers.

Hope you have an amazing twenty11!

Rainy Day

09.08.10 — 1 Comment

In that crane, 25+ stories in the air.

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So – that’s the only proof we have. You’d never know other people were there. But it’s safe to say my manfriend has never been so excited about a technology fail.

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