Hawaii in Instagrams

So we are back. We had a great time, but I am just now getting back to reality, when this really should have happened on Monday. Turns out we came home to a couple small issues, nothing major, and a decent amount of freelance work I needed to jump on (which is only a good awesome thing), so yes, it is three or four days later and I am finally getting back into the groove. This makes me feel a little crazy, restless, frustrated, because we were only gone a couple days, but if it were easy and simple all the time, life would be boring. And while I love the comfort of some routines, I don’t want boring. There is certainly a decent amount of boring when you are new to a town and don’t know many people, so when boring can be avoided elsewhere I am all for it.

I didn’t even really get a chance to check my Bloglovin’ feed, Twitter, or do much social media-ing apart from Instagram on the trip, so in light of that, I am taking 5 minute breaks throughout my ‘work’ day today to read a blog or two out of the 196 posts I missed over the few days and thought I would share the photos I took on Instagram from the trip. I took a TON of photos and hope to do a full post with those and the details of our trip, but for now, this is a bit of a teaser, I hope. Oh, and speaking of Instagrams, I am incredibly STOKED to have JASPR, an excellent blog, which I love, feature one of my photos in a round up. I saw this on the tablet on our last night in Hilo (I may have been a margarita or two in) and might have squealed.

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OH. AND. Coolest part of our trip? NIGHT MANTA RAY SNORKEL! What? Totally awesome. Here is a video a couple we snorkeled next to shot (they were very sweet and from Australia, we were just to the left of them, holding onto a square hula-hoop like contraption) – yes, it is as big as it looks (10+ ft wingspan, some as big as 16/17ft), and yes, it got that close. We were down there for 45 minutes and all of it was incredible.

 

Today I am inspired by: Lisa Congdon recently shared this video and I think I need to set a reminder on my calendar to watch this at least once a month, so helpful to hear.

and listening to: New album, The Electric Lady from Janelle Monae! Door Sixteen was lucky enough to see her the other night and did a great post about it, the lady herself, and shared some great photos.

 

and want to be wearing: Jenny’s turn, she told me she wants this collar, by Grey Paw Design (also found through Door Sixteen‘s Etsy post – as I said, still working through all the posts I’ve missed, so DS gets double link today)

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR. CAREY

I have had a rough week. One of those, lose your phone, cannot get a good night of sleep, stressed about your last trip happenings and those to come in your upcoming one this weekend, sick dog, kind of weeks. And I am turning 25 in just a bit as well. Not that 25 is old, but I have viewed it as a sort of milestone for a long time. When I was younger I would think, “how awesome is my life going to be when I’m 25?!” “25?! Just imagine how many incredible things I will have accomplished!” “How many creative and awe-inspiring companies do you suppose I will be running by 25?”

Naturally, things are a bit different than that starry-eyed little lady had imagined. And not to be all, ‘woe is me’ or anything, but hitting this milestone has really had me questioning, how did I get here, what am I doing with my life, why haven’t I done more or at least made more progress towards my dreams? Remember how much of an awesome and motivated and driven and do-all-it-takes kinda person you used to be? Clearly something went awry along the way.

Then an odd thing happened. This morning, I was listening to some crappy radio station where they were announcing celebrity birthdays and for whatever reason when they announced that Drew Carey was turning 55 today, I thought, wow, 55? That is 30 years older than me. 30 years is a long time. 30 is even larger of a number than 25. And in the next 30 years, sure I probably will buy a house, change jobs a few times, but life won’t be totally changing as quickly as it was throughout these first 25 years. Surely in these next 30 I can truly be refining who it is that I am, determine what defines me, and figure out what sort of things I want to really accomplish in this lifetime. If you think about it, the amount of life changes that occur from 0-25 it is pretty nut-balls. For some reason, this made me feel better.

Sure I still wish that some of the decisions I made along the way were different, but there isn’t anything that I can’t work to correct or still make an effort to redirect my life towards (and I am.) At (nearly) 25 my biggest problems are: 1. I set totally unrealistic and impossible expectations of myself, pretty much guaranteeing failure and subsequent depression – time to start setting baby step, or reasonable goals for myslef, my life, my happiness; 2. I am a realist often leaning on the side of pessimism who uses sarcasm and self-deprecating humor as a crutch, yet at the same time, am a person who desperately wants to be a bright, colorful, optimist, rock star, creative junkie – but sometimes you have to just accept who you are and not get bent out of shape trying to fit into a mold that isn’t yours, even if your natural mold is in the shape of a black cloud, rather than a gold star; and 3.  I have chronic the-grass-is-always-greener syndrome and excel at looking at all that I have and compare it only to those who have it better, but the truth is, life is pretty sweet – putting things in perspective is on the top of the list of skills to develop in the next 30 years, preferably 3, not 30.

In summary, what I realized is that I am so tired of feeling sorry for myself. I am so tired of then feeling guilty for feeling sorry for myself. I am tired of my laziness and my immaturity. I am sure my loved ones are tired of all that as well. 24 has been a challenging year, but a good one in that a lot of thinking has been done, maybe not a ton of real action or progress, but mental planning for the very awesome things that HAVE to be in my future. Because I won’t settle for less.

And to end this post, I would like to thank Drew Carey. Thank you for being a lot older than me. And Joyeux Anniversaire to you!

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P.S. That photo on the left is Mr. Carey about 33 years ago, age 22. Lookin’ sharp kid-Carey.

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Home.

We have returned. We are sleepy and recovering. But the world hasn’t stopped so we are zombie-ing our way through for the time being. I have much to share, lots to say and do really miss blogging. But the time is not now, so I will leave you with this short/fun-fact post:

Europe’s equivalent of Diet Coke, Coca-Cola Light, is not for me. It is yucky and just, ew. That being said, having mostly consumed coffee on the trip to meet my caffeine needs, I have somehow managed to not yet run right back into the loving arms of DC Cola and may just be (attempting to, at least) quit the stuff.

This may seem uninteresting and boring, but for anyone who knows me closely, this is kinda big HUGE news, so in that sense please feel privileged that I have shared it with you as well. For funzies here is a video of me, in highschool, at Red Robin, drinking a Diet Coke really quickly (and yes, that guy has a neck brace on, that’s Bryan).

 

Hope you have a wonderful week and I very much look forward to sharing more with you soon.

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