Two Years....

Wow. Two years ago I started Calligraphie Moor up. I was bored out of my mind living in Houston, Texas. I had JUST quit what I thought was my dream job, being an ABA therapist. I dyed my hair purple. Then one day, I up and left my then boyfriend, ending things with him practically out of the blue and returned to West Texas to my parents house. I found myself apart of the boomerang generation. I found myself jobless. I found myself lost. I had no idea what I was going to do. I thought of pursuing my Master's degree, and was even accepted to a program. But then I ended up trying to fund my college dreams and I found myself working at an elementary. The principal loved me. She loved me so much she offered me a teaching position I wasn't qualified for, or so I thought. I took online classes and became a fully certified teacher.

Meantime, my love life was all over the place. There were real flings and crushes on the wrong people. There was an affair that should have never happened.

It all led up to finding the one. In a bar. How typical. He was introduced to me in November of 2014 and I barely gave him the time of day. But then on New Years Eve 2014 my best friend and I stumbled, well actually almost ran him over when he drunkly stumbled into the streets trying to call a cab, into the man I will spend the rest of forever with. We picked him up and drove him around for three hours trying to find hot dogs. That moment changed my life forever. Hot dogs changed my life y'all. He showed up at the same bar again the next night and we really hit it off. I poured my soul out to him in the front seat of my best friend's car. And then we made out. And then he showed up again the next night. But I felt sick from lack of sleep and drinking far too much for my body to handle, so I went home. At some point we exchanged phone numbers and Facebook pages and started texting each other. One day after many, many, attempts at asking me to date him I stood in the middle of a Walmart aisle surrounded by towels and finally said yes. And like many whirlwind romances we fell in love quickly. Whispering to each other in a hotel room "I love you" for the first time. 11 days into the relationship. Three months into the relationship we decided to try for a baby. On November 19th, I downed an entire thing of Starbucks coffee and immediately regretted it. At lunch time, I went home. I knew something was up; I was late. I peed on a stick and there beaming back at us was two little pink lines. Bright as the light of day. 100% certainty of our future. We were parents. In January he tricked me with a small dog and proposed to me.

And now....well it's July and it's 9 months later and we are eagerly awaiting the arrival of our first son any day now. I sit in his childhood room as I type this and he is off working on our house. The house he is building for us and our child. He's giving life to all of my dreams; and I've never been more happy than I am in this moment. Even if I can't breathe because of our child occupying all of the space in my body.

And that's what can happen in two years time.

The Goal.

The goal is to have a job by August 31st! I'm applying to one job a day until I am hired.

Draw Your Life.

Today I marathon watched a TON of Jenna Marbles videos, because you know, she's awesome and I haven't actually watched any of her videos in like forever. I came across this one. It was really cute at first. She kept going back to this reoccurring feeling of "Sad Jenna" and not knowing what to do with her. The more I kept watching, the more I realized I could relate. I don't know what I'm doing....

My plan had been to graduate college at 21 and be in a Ph. D. program by now....but that didn't happen. Life got in the way. And here I am at 23 and I've finally finished my bachelors and I'll be working on a Master's really soon.

I moved to Houston because I thought this is where I wanted to be. But now I don't think it is....I want to see more of the world. Live somewhere outside of Texas for awhile.

I quit my job recently so I could focus on doing something more closely related to my master's degree, which is in French. But where the eff am I going to work in Houston and speak French?

I don't know where I am heading. And neither did Jenna Marbles when she made this video, and now look at her. She's pretty popular. I think the whole Youtube thing worked out for her. She just kept doing what she loved because it made her happy.

There was one part of the video that really spoke to me. "You have to be confused in life in order to grow". So maybe I'm confused and I don't know where I am going, but maybe that means I'm on the right track. Maybe I'll have more things figured out as time goes on. Or maybe not, at least I'm growing.

Political Consequences.

Photo by Erik Madigan Heck for THE NEW YORKER. Found here. 

BEFORE READING: The purpose of this post is not to offend anyone. If any of the information is in correct please feel free to post a comment and I will correct it right away.

As a freshmen in college I was asked to write a research paper. This is typical of the college experience, of course, but while my classmates were writing about abortion or illegal immigration (all very hot topics) I chose to write about the political consequences of Marie Antoinette's dress. I found this marvelous book, written by Caroline Weber and was so enchanted with it that I decided to write an entire 12 page paper on it.

I return to this topic now as it is relevant more than ever. If you're unfamiliar with the image below you can read about it here. 

"[The] response from a number of our Jewish followers was truly alarming. Although we understand the visceral reaction, we were shocked to see women immediately pit themselves against us, accusing us of being insensitive, putting our business above morals and threatening to 'unfollow' and need purchase from us again-effectively 'copying' the way of Israel/Jewish haters by boycotting a beautiful, holy Jewish business!"

Essentially this young woman, Summer Albarcha  (click her name to get a sneak peak of her Instagram account, it's totally worth it!) is of a different religion than the shop owners and the majority of the customers at Mimu-Maxi. So why the big fuss? 

For decades the Israeli-Palestinian conflict has been raging. The newest conflict is between Israel and Hamas. The woman in the photograph above is Islamic. The Hamas are a Palestinian Sunni Islamic organization that has been marked as a terrorist organization by Israel and a number of Western states, including the United States. The mot popular customers to Mimu-Maxi are orthodox Jews. Israel is a nation mostly comprised of orthodox Jews. Thus the controversy. 

While this young woman is not wearing this skirt, as far as I am aware, to make some sort of political statement, I write about it because of the backlash the company and her have endured for simply putting on an article of clothing. We live in a world where every bit of our lives can be monitored by people from around the world. We share our lives on Instagram, Tumblr, blogs, Facebook, etc. We then have to read the positive or hateful messages that our photos incite. 

When can we stop the hate?

Quotes.

A Fourth of July Celebration

Last Thursday my boyfriend and I packed up our little dog and drove nearly 7 hours through Texas to his hometown in the desert. We spent the weekend with friends and family. I never wanted it to end.

A couple of instagram snaps from the weekend.

It was about midnight when we finally arrived at his parents house. We slept in late. The next day I had tacos for breakfast, because nothing says freedom like Mexican food. They were delicious! Later on we had hamburgers and chicken and ice cream. I spent a lot of the weekend over at the campus hanging out with friends still in college. We played volleyball and bbq'd. So much sand and sun! I finally got a little tan though :]

#TruthBomb

Some times when I wake up I don't feel like going to work, and then I get to work and see those kids faces and I fall for my job. I'm doing it for the love.