Thanks Giving...

     A little over a month has passed since I wrote last, and boy has there been a lot to happen since the start of my 25th year of life.  I'm home for the holidays, enjoying time with my family and friends, and it feels great to partake in a bit of  "r&r".
     After making my narrow escape from the wrath of hurricane Sandy,  I went straight to work on my beloved CMA Awards show in Nashville.  It felt great to be back working with my "adorable" CMA family (Carrie P. and Traci J. among my other wonderful "brothers and seesters"), and the show was stellar.
     Then, after 'wrapping' (ha, get it....) the CMA's, we dove headfirst into the holidays, taping "A Country Christmas", set to air in December, along with some pretty adorable little "elves" that added many a magical moment to the show.

      As for that list of "fabulous 5 challenges" I'm working towards, a progress report of such is as follows:

1. run a half-marathon - my "training" has began, but this one is still very much in the works...
2. read the Bible through in it's entirety - thanks to a very special someone, I now have a reading plan to follow, and am enjoying my study time thoroughly!
3. make a thus-far scrapbook of my life - I've bought the paper!
4. select/read 50 of the "100 greatest novels" of all time - just another reason to keep visiting bookstores... 'the end' is near for novel #2.
5. journey to the remaining states I've yet to visit - none added to the list just yet, but the mapping/planning has begun!

      You can see, I've a ways to go, but I'm excited for the 11 months to come!  Because as we know, "life's a journey, not a destination".
      Finally, a week has passed since my mega-consumption of turkey and dressing, but "thank you's" to the Lord continue to go up in abundance, as I consider all my blessings just for the past year alone!  A few of my reasons to give thanks this Thanksgiving:

One really adorable little bundle of joy...
 

a second chance, a new tradition...

and numerous opportunities to share with others about my relationship with the Three in One,... in addition to many others including, but not limited to:  life altering experiences (Tribeca Film Fest!), new beginnings (Michelle and Jacob, Sarah and Marcus), abrupt cross-country road trips, an Olympic-filled summer, gelato in Roma', meeting new friends (Noel and Austin, Allison, Rachel, and the "Three Amigos"), catching up with old friends (Carrie V!, Sarah L., the list goes on), and finally, for plans that turn out to be dead-ends... all of which I am beyond thankful.  I can only describe it as "grace".

     I hope you each had a blessed Thanksgiving holiday.  May we never fail to give thanks to the One who grants us so much.  Let us start by remembering the "Reason for the season"...         

   
    

And so, it begins...

     

     So here's the deal:  I was recently inspired by a friend and fellow blogger (insert the wonderful, "Noel" here) who embarked on a really cool year-long challenge, to complete a list of 30 challenges before turning 30 next month.  <Check out her really awesome and inspiring blog, here.> Her list includes fun to-do's like, "raising a basil plant named Kyle", to more hard-core challenges such as "writing and directing her own short film and submitting it to a film festival".  Since joining her blog, I've been hooked on the idea of making my own special list of year-long challenges.  I've always loved the idea of the so-called "bucket list", but feel that an on-going list of yearly challenges (not resolutions) seems more appropriate for "living in the moment". After all, our bucket lists can tend to get pretty long at some point, and we may find that if we keep adding to that same list- year after year, never actually doing any of the things we hope to "someday" do, we'll be ready to 'kick the bucket' before those dreams and wishes have been fulfilled!
     Now, you may be wondering what the difference is between yearly challenges such as these, and the more infamously known: New Years Resolutions.  I like to think of it like this... Ten years from now, when I look back at a specific milestone in my life, be it turning age 25, 30, 50, or 80, I'll remember what wonderful experiences I had then, and which goals I accomplished during that time.  Whereas I find that many times, my New Years Resolutions tend to become redundant (lose 10 pounds, exercise everyday, etc) and fade into an after-thought by the time February rolls around!
     And so, it begins-- I crossed the big 2-5 milestone of my life yesterday, and I have chosen 5 special challenges of my own for my 25th year!  But before I begin, I would just like to say that my little list of 5 challenges are minuscule compared to the 30 life-changing challenges of my friend, Noel.  I owe her a heartfelt "thank you" for inspiring me to embark on a journey of lifelong challenges for myself!  May we each live each day to its fullest, each year at its finest, living in each moment fearless and free... and happy as can be!  

~Fab "5" of My 25th~

1. run a half-marathon (and a full one if I'm feeling rough, tough and ready... which is not likely.)
2. read the Bible through, in its' entirety (because I find something new, Every. Single. Time.)
3. make a "thus-far" scrapbook of my life (complete with photos, newspaper clippings, etc)
4. select/ read 50 of the "100 greatest novels of all time"(Austen, Dumas, Steinbeck- the works!)
   
5. journey to the remaining states I've yet to visit (I'm half-way there!)

Let the fun begin!  Here's to a wonderful 25th year. 

A picture is worth a thousand words...

     I'm back working in the Big Apple this week, which could be why my 'Instagram' feed is overflowing with photos.  I have recently became a little obsessed with this app and am literally taking pictures of just about everything lately.  Here are a few fun ones I've taken, during this go-around in the Concrete Jungle. 

<3 <3 <3

This pretty much sums it up; I love this place.

"keep the Son in your eyes"...

    

     The past week goes down as one of the happiest of my life. There are many reasons why, but I will only share one of them today.  I received an email from a very precious friend of mine that truly blessed my heart.  I met Sam and his beautiful (both, inside and out) wife, Cindy, while serving on the program in London this past summer.  You know how there are times in life, when it's evident that God put a person in your path?... well, this was one of those times for me. There were several instances, while chatting over coffee or pizza, that the conversation would turn to Christ.  We had so many wonderful conversations about Him; thinking back to them still brings a smile to my face.  The connection I felt with Sam and Cindy was instantaneous; and their advice-- life changing.
      Since returning home from London, we've continued to stay in touch through Facebook/email, due to us living in different states.  And those online chats are as dear to my heart, as the conversations we had talking face to face.  I wanted to take a moment and share just what I'm talking about.... the email from my God-given friends, ended with this beautiful conclusion:

"keep the Son in your eyes".  

     

     If I could express through my writing, the happiness I felt when I read this; so simple, yet so huge-- such a great reminder; words to live by!

     So to Sam and Cyndi: thank you. Thank you for your friendship, and thank you for your love.  The influence you have made on my life, I will cherish, always.  It's evident the Son is in your eyes, as well as in your hearts, by the life you lead.
     I strive to live a life, where that may be said of me.         

HE loves me anyway.

     Good morning, and happy Thursday!  Only one day until TG(oodness)IF-- get excited!  : )

     Soooo, I was doing some "Pinteresting" a couple nights ago and happened to run across a photo that caught my eye.  The picture itself was beautiful-- but what touched my heart was the words...
  

 Click here for more inspirational photos.

     Wherever you are on this Thursday-- in whichever situation you're in; whether you're feeling sad, lonely or lost-- I pray that you'll find peace in knowing there is a God who loves you more than you can fathom.  No matter our backgrounds or our failures,  He loves despite of it all.  Whatever you're doing at this minute, stop-- take a few minutes for yourself, and listen to the song below by Sidewalk Prophets.  You may already know it, but I encourage you to listen again.  Each time I hear it, my heart is flooded with peace and joy.  

"You Love Me Anyway"

"i am the nail in Your wrist, but You love me anyway.

i am the sweat from Your brow, but You love me anyway.

i am the nail in Your wrist, but You love me anyway.

And i am Judas' kiss, but You love me anyway..."

     He loves you.  Fall into the arms of Christ and accept His grace.  He will never leave your side.  He's the One friend you can always count on.  Even when you fail Him, He will still be there.  He loves you anyway... always and forever. 

I love elephants.

     It's a fact:  I love elephants.  I like the color black.  And I have a thing for four-leaf clovers.  But I seriously adore these massive four-legged, trunk-laden beauties.
     One of my favorite memories from grammar school was from the time my fourth grade class took a field trip to the zoo. Of all the animals there, my favorite was the elephant. Which is why I jumped at the chance to climb atop one of the giant creatures for a ride, (led by a guide, of course). I straddled her best I could with my short little legs and held on tight. And it was nothing short of incredible. Big black eyes, smooth grey skin, a sweet and gentle nature; she was absolutely beautiful. As the guide led us around the circular path, I remember leaning down to whisper into one of her-- the elephant's, not the guide's-- massive ears. Whether or not she heard or understood me, I didn't care. I fell in love with her right then and there. ...and for a minute, she was my Rosey.
     Which, you might guess, leads me into the topic of my list of "favorite things" for the week!  If you've read the book or seen the movie, you probably picked up on my "Rosie" reference. 

"Water for Elephants" is one of my all-time favorites. 

If you've seen the movie- read the book. If you've read the book- see the movie.

I love them both.

Next favorite: the adorable little Elephant House Cafe.

If I'm in Edinburgh, Scotland... you better believe I'm here!  Not only is the food delicious, but the place is filled with all sorts of little elephant nick-knacks, big and small, from all over the world!  And did I mention, it's know as the "birthplace of Harry Potter"?! Whattttt?.. click on the link above to check it out. :)

And lastly: the adorable little tokens that sparked the idea for this post: my new elephant earrings!

My gorgeous, fashion-savvy, doll-face of a friend, Kayte G., passed these beauties on to me after I made quite the fuss about them!  Bless her, she took them right out of her ears, and handed them over... love her! 

Best early birthday present ever... I think so.  :)

Fall Fashion Favorites...

     And speaking of favorite things (see post below)...  I haven't done one of my "fashion" posts in quite a while, but this year's fall trends have me chompin' at the bit and ready to write!  As someone who has an undying love for neutrals (blacks and browns make up the majority of my closet), this season's bold colors and wild prints have me reevaluating, and going ga-ga,(and no, I don't mean like Lady G). 
     Not that I'm an expert-- (I'm no Stacey London), and I ultimately believe that every person should wear what they like and feel comfortable in (look at K-Stew: ratty t-shirt and jeans, and I think, still so fashion-savvy)-- but I've picked a few of my favorite 2012 fall fashion trends and made them my own. By adding some new pieces to basics I already had (like an off-white button up shirt), I also made for a budget-friendly shopping spree!  And so... I thought I'd share them with you! :)

Favorite Fall Trend #1:  Mismatched pops of color!

The pink and orange in this necklace, paired with a mustard cardigan, reinvents the simple off-white

button-up blouse.

 

Favorite Fall Trend #2:  Animal Prints!

 

Pairing black and cream leopard-print shorts with complimentary colors makes this "wild" trend wearable.

Fall Fashion Trend #3:  Mix-&-Matched Patterns!

Mix patterns, like stripes and polka-dots, for an outfit that's all your own. 

(But keep in mind that matching up your colors <navy and green striped cardi + navy dots up top/green dots on bottom> is key to making your outfit look fresh and well put-together!) 

Happy fall y'all!

 

"these are a few of my favorite things..."

     Just a few tid-bits that have recently brought some joy to my already sunny-filled days........

Movie: "The Vow"

Music: "Of Monsters and Men"

(U.S. tour dates just released!)

 New books!

Fall mornings and coffee on the porch.

~These are just a few of my favorite things.~

"Happy Anniversary... to me". (beware, this one's a book)

     One year ago today,  I embarked on a new journey:  my own personal "pursuit of happiness".  I decided it was time to take a leap of faith and leave my full-time news producing job and go forth into, what I like to call, "land of the unknown". 

       Straight out of college, I had been blessed with the opportunity to work as an associate producer at the local NBC affiliate station near my hometown.  I had interned there the semester before graduating, and was excited to be taking the first real step towards my career in journalism.  I started out as an "on-call" AP, with an ever-changing schedule, sometimes working mornings, other times evenings, and yes, even the occasional exhausting overnight shift.  I was bound and determined to show my boss how much I wanted to be there, and to learn as much as I could in all areas of the newsroom.  Thankfully, my hard work paid off, and within my first few months of being hired, I was promoted from an "on-call" AP to... "morning show AP", which is where I ultimately wanted to be all along, considering my love of morning shows! (...Today Show, anyone?)  Yes, the position came with a hard-hitting, punch-in-the-gut schedule (Wednesday through Friday, I clocked in at midnight, and weekends- an early 3a.m. start to my day), but I ultimately fell in love with more laid-back approach of the morning newscast.  During this time, my personal life was on hiatus.  I hardly had the chance to see my family, let alone my friends, and as someone that literally thrives on sunshine, I had to black out my bedroom windows at an attempt to sleep during the day.  Still, I tried to keep up with my normal routines, meeting my best friend for the occasional yawn-filled breakfast after work, going for daily half-hearted runs, and sitting through Sunday sermons, "Amen's" jolting me awake, as I fought to keep my eyes open.  Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed my job at the station, and the people I worked with became friends whom I still cherish today.  But it was on the drive home one morning, that I asked myself this question: "Casey, where are you headed and what's your next step at getting there?"  Driving down the interstate that morning, I deliberated for my answer.  Since childhood, I had dreamed of growing up and finding not only a job and career that I was passionate about, but a life that I was in love with.  So, in that car, it was then and there that I decided to take the next step on my life journey... to take a chance and "leap", so to speak.  A few weeks later-- one year since my first day at the news station, I nervously put in my two-weeks notice. 
     New York City has been on my life radar as far back as I can remember.  I have longed to live and work in the "Concrete Jungle" from the first time I realized the location of "Studio 1A at Rockefeller Plaza".  So, at 23 years old, I decided that's where I was headed. 
     To catch you up, my junior year of college, I volunteered for my first freelance production job, assisting in the talent department  for the CMA (Country music) Awards show.  I worked as many hours as possible, and the following year I was invited to work the show again, and this time on payroll!  It was this go-around that I began to meet people and form friendships, and with much thanks to the Lord above-- I learned the meaning of "networking".  I fell in love with the world of event production, and though I still had (and still have) a passion for news and political journalism, I dreamed of an opportunity  to be part of some of the most well-known and beloved events and awards shows known to man. While working an event in NYC (thanks to my wonderful friend Carrie P, whom I truly owe a lot to), I had the pleasure of meeting other freelance production workers, and I expressed my dream of living and working in the city.  Many of them offered words of encouragement: "now is the time to go for it!", "do it while you're young", "life's all about taking chances and going for your dreams!"-- and said that if I ever decided to make the move, to let them know and they would keep me in the loop on upcoming opportunities for work.  I kept this in the back of my mind, and after deciding to leave the news station and take the next step in my career, I began looking for housing in NY. 
     I prayed and prayed that God would put the perfect opportunity before me, so when an old high school friend emailed me saying she was living in NY and would be happy for me to room with her, I  jumped at the offer without hesitation.  I gave my two-weeks notice, thanking my co-workers and peers for every opportunity and expressing how much I had learned from and loved them all, and shed many tears in the process of saying "good-bye".  They gave me their good graces, wishing me all the best in my endeavors, and reassured me if things didn't work out, that I'd always have a place to come back to, which I was so grateful for.
     My last day at the station was a memorable one: September 11, 2011-- the ten year anniversary of the 9/11 terrorist attacks.  After my last morning newscast, I sat at my desk watching footage of the memorial ceremony taking place at Ground Zero.  They were unveiling the new 9/11 memorial, and I thought to myself, "I'll get to visit there and pay my respects in just a few days."  I pulled up my email to write a few personal "good-byes" and "thank yous", and noticed a message from my friend and soon-to-be new roomy.  She was telling me, things had not worked out and unfortunately my room had fallen through!  I was in shock.  There, during the last few minutes on the final day at my job, I found out that my "plan" had been thrown out like a "what was new, is now old" news script.  What was I going to do?  Where was I going to go?  God help me.
     After leaving the station, I called my mom and told her the news, sobbing hysterically into the phone.  She said these simple words that resonated within my heart, and still do even now: "Casey, has God ever let you down before?"  Even at that moment when it felt like all hope was lost, I knew the answer was "no".  So I dried it up and began praying out loud in my car.  "Please Jesus, I don't know what I'm going to do. I need your help."  I was already booked to work two events (the first in NY, the second in D.C.) the upcoming week, so I decided to fly up to NY, sleep on my friend's couch, work the event, take the train down to D.C.- stay with another friend who lived there, then fly home. So that's what I did.  I worked the Andrea Bocceli concert, which was live (and underneath the stars) in Central Park- a sight to and sound to behold, then went on to work the Nickelodeon's "World-Wide Day of Play" in front of the White House!  And I had the chance to connect with two old friends (one in NY (thank you Leslie!), the other in D.C. (love you Rachael!)). 
     Afterwards, I flew home to TN and booked any event or show offered to me, but I still hadn't given up on making it to and settling down in Manhattan.  A few weeks later, I flew to LA and worked the Nickelodeon HALO Awards show, where I met an actress/dancer who was looking to sublease her NY apartment for 3 months because she had booked a gig on a cruise ship.  Perfect!  I was sold.  I told her I was interested, and that was that.  I didn't think twice about it.  I packed up my things and flew back to NY.  And guess what:  it was a no-go.  Yep... I'm not making this up.  Her show had fallen through, and it turned out she wouldn't be subleasing her room after all (which of course wasn't her fault- she was an absolute sweetheart). 
     It was then that I found myself at the end of my rope.  I was upset, I was mad.  Why was this happening?  Just when I thought a door was opening- BOOM- it shut in my face.  So what else was I to do but hop a plane back home. 
     I like to think this is the exact spot in my life where I found myself most vulnerable and willing to let go and give in to the Father.  One night not long after my second defeat, I found myself sitting in my bedroom floor, tears streaming down my face, pouring over my Bible, looking for any sign of comfort, an answer.  Why had my plan fallen through- not once, but twice?  I had always put God first, or so I though, and doesn't the Bible say when you do that, "He will give you the desires of your heart"?  Wasn't my deepest desire to live and work in NY?  ...and then, there was the answer to my question.  When I started putting my goal above the will of Christ-- seeking my dream of the city, more than seeking His will for my life, I knew those supposedly "open doors" were shut by Him, for me.  And it was in that exact spot that I thanked him for those closed doors, and began praying that "His will be done, not mine".
     I went to bed that night with more peace about where I was in my life, than I did on those nights that I thought I had a plan.  There is no peace like His peace.  I didn't worry what the next day would bring, or the next month for that matter.  I knew I was in His arms, and that He would not only guide, but carry me.
     A few short days later, I began receiving emails from some of my freelance networks: there was an event going on in Nashville, another in D.C., two events in NY; would I be interested?  I happily obliged, and flew in to work the shows, then flew back home a few days later.  The holidays approached and in December, I flew to D.C. to work the lighting of the National Christmas Tree, then back home to spend Christmas with my family.  I had the best of both worlds, really.  I got to travel, I got to do a job that I loved, I got to see my family and my friends.  I had time to join my church choir (something I had wanted to do for a very long time) and help with Sunday school.  And I had never been happier. 
     Shortly after New Year's I received an email that would truly change my life.  It was from a girl in NY, who works in the travel department for the Tribeca Film Festival (insert "Carrie V" here- you are truly wonderful!) and she wondered if I'd be interested in working the festival?  I would have to work at the NY office for two months in the spring.  I had been referred to her by a mutual friend and freelance production co-worker, and she had heard I was living in the city.  I told her about my crazy whirlwind of a ride, the two housing opportunities that had fallen through, but that I would definitely be interested if I could find a place to stay.  I began to pray that only if it was His will for me to work the festival, that things should fall into place.  And what do you know... a family friend of mine had a niece (Noel, you rock) who would rent out her loft to me for the two-month stint.  I took the job, went to NY and stayed with my new short-term roomy, and things could not have been more perfect.  I had the time of my life working Tribeca with Carrie V., and staying with Noel, and I knew God presented the perfect opportunity to me; an opportunity to get to experience living and working in the city, even if it was only for a little while. 
     But before heading to Tribeca, I had another little God-given surprise!  I booked an event out in Las Vegas, and made the decision (one that had many people thinking I had lost my mind) to drive cross-country for the trip.  But considering that "to see the Grand Canyon" was on the list of my "2012 New Year's Resolutions", I knew that God had provided me with this chance.  And yes- it was worth every minute and every mile in that car.  
      Moving on to Tribeca,... during this time, I received news that I would get to go back to London for the summer!  I had been selected to serve as a student mentor/RA for the study abroad program I had studied with back in college.  My freelance schedule allowed for me to be gone 6 weeks,.. yet another God-given opportunity.  
      Fast-forward to today:  it has been one year ago today, that I set out on my own personal pursuit of happiness.  As I sit here and write this, and think about the journey I've been on, just in the past year-- I can do nothing but smile.  Yes, I have gone through valleys, but the view from the mountain-tops made this year-long trip worthwhile.  I wouldn't trade a single day.  Since taking that leap-of-faith a year ago, I never would have guessed I'd have the opportunity to travel for work in NY, DC, LA, Vegas, then across the pond to London (be part of the Olympic summer games), as well as visit Paris, Scotland and Rome.  And just last week, I flew back to LA to work the MTV "VMA's", and also had the chance to visit with a friend (I love you, Karen!) and my wonderful family members who live there.
     Since that night I sat crying on my bedroom floor, God has done a number on my heart.  As much as I thought I had trusted Him before, I have found that I have complete trust in Him today.  Last night during my Bible study, He (yet again) amazed me with a verse I happened to stumble upon.  I know without a doubt, that He pointed me to that page, to that exact verse, a present just for me.  It read:

"Many are the plans in a man's heart, but it is the Lord's purpose that prevails." - Proverbs 19:21

     I found this verse to be extremely fitting for this anniversary of mine, and I thanked Him for His beautiful words of wisdom.  If there's one lesson I have learned from this past year, it is this:  we might think we have a plan as to where we're headed, but if we lose sight of the "North Star" and forget to use our Bible as our road map through life's journey, it's then that we get off track. 

     Finally to end (and if you've stayed with me this long- thank you, you're almost there)... I now know that what I thought to be my heart's deepest desire (to live and work in NYC) is only a dream and a passion.  It turns out, He knows us better than we know ourselves. For my love of continuous travel is far more deep than setting up camp full-time in Manhattan... for now, anyways.  And God knows that, which is why His plans for me are far better than my plans for myself!  

     The Bible reads, "Delight yourself in the LORD, and he will give you the desires of your heart."  May we never forget, the second half of this verse is not complete without the first: "Delight yourself in the Lord..."  For it is Him who should be our hearts deepest desire.  

     HE is the deepest desire of my heart.  His will for my life, is my heart's desire.  I long to live a life that brings Him glory, not me. And I have found my "pursuit of happiness" in Him. "Happy anniversary", to me.  

    *A funny note:  I took the photo (up top) of a sunset and added the text ("Enjoy the Journey") with a photo editing program several months ago.  So you can imagine my delight when, just days ago, while in LA, I was online and found this necklace (above) at a little store near my hometown!  Thank you Michelle for saving it for me, and thank you Courtney for purchasing it for me, until I could fly home to get it!  

It's perfect. :)

           

one "Olympic" summer

     Six weeks abroad... need I say more?  From London to Paris, to Scotland and Rome, this has been one Olympic-sized (and filled) summer that I'll never forget!  As you know (from a few posts ago), I was in London working with the same study-abroad program that I had studied with while in college.  Our group consisted of 100+ students and faculty, each eager to experience everything the city of London had to offer.  For the first three weeks we were there, the city had been prepping for, what else but, the 2012 Olympic summer games. Honestly, as much as I was excited for the games to begin, I was also expecting the worst:  super crowded (not to mention hot and smelly) tube lines, tourist filled streets, angry locals... one big hot mess.  However, to say that London pulled off this great feat as gracefully as such a city could, would be an understatement.  From my perspective and experience, London proved to be an A-list host city, stepping up to the plate and knocking it way out of the park.  Yes: there were loads of people. And true: the line to get into Victoria Park (right next to Olympic Park) to catch the Opening Ceremony was insanely long. But being witness to such an event, better yet, being a part of it... it's still inconceivable to me.  Never, in a million years, did I imagine I'd get to experience something as surreal as the summer Olympics, and in London, England of all places!  Definitely what I consider, the "chance of a lifetime".

     Of the numerous Olympic events set to take place, my love for running helped to determine the one event I could not miss:  the Women's Marathon.  My friend Allison and I (above)-- love her), along with other students and professors as company, made our way to St. Paul's Cathedral, where the runners would pass three times during the 26-mile race. As the rain began to fall, (as it often does in London), we huddled together under one umbrella- (apparently a funny sight to behold from the looks of passersby) while drinking coffee and hot chocolate, and painted our faces red, white and blue, anticipation growing each minute as the start of the race drew nearer.  Finally we got word the runners were off, and as the rain pounded harder, so did our hearts.  Twenty-seven minutes in, and there they were.  Bodies of steel, drenched in rain and sweat, making their way around the greatest city in the world: lap 1.

  And as fast as they came,.. they went... and as they went,.. we waited.  Until lap 2!  And then, lap 3... rain finally subsiding as pure golden sunlight streamed through the clouds welcoming the ladies to the near end of their exhausting challenge.  All in all, it was awesome.  And that's all there is to say about that.

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     From London, I traveled all by my lonesome to a city I have dreamed of visiting long before watching "Eat, Pray, Love":  beautiful and delicious Rome, Italy.  Gelato, spaghetti, Spanish Steps and gladiators... one step off the train and I am,.. what we shall say, "Io sono l'amore!"  I journeyed out into the streets, wound down alleyways, and took in every little nook and cranny I could find.  And before "day 1 in Rome" came to an end, I found myself at the famous Trevi Fountain, penny flying over my shoulder, wishing desperately to return someday.

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It's a period of my life that I could write a book about, but I will come to a close for now.  So to end.....

    ...In a way, I'd like to think I took home the gold... golden memories, of new friends and exciting adventures, I'll cherish until my "games" are over and I take my victory lap home.

Happy Days

     Procrastinator:  this would be me.  Not that I put things off in every situation, but in the case of "spring cleaning", well,.. it's almost fall, and I've yet to fill the first garbage bag.  For quite some time now, Mom has been asking me to go through the numerous boxes of high school papers and memorabilia I've kept stored in the garage since graduation.  The new year, 2013, will mark seven years since the close of my high school years, or what I'd like to call the "happy days".  Not that life isn't joyous and fun where I am at the present, but those days were nothing short of wonderful; full of friendship and happiness, laughter and tears, drama, and growth... in more ways than one.  Yes, there was heartache and heartbreak.  Girl and boy troubles, day-in and day-out.  Rumors and white lies.  But most importantly: memories, that will be cherished forever. 

     I've thought about this numerous times:  if there was one thing I could say to each of those in my senior class, it would be this: "thank you".  Thank you for deep friendship, that to this day when I look back on, still brings a smile to my face. Thank you for high school "drama", which taught me not to sweat the small stuff.  For the times I learned to laugh at myself, along with everyone else, (like during the talent show when my microphone wasn't "on" and I managed to sound just like Faith Hill):  thank you.  Thank you for all the basketball games you cheered, or for sitting in the student section, wearing maroon and gold. The Beta Club skits, Homecoming floats, and numerous pranks we played, and racing to the cafeteria for taco salad day.  For the days we thought we epitomized what it was to be grunge/punk rock-n-rollers, with our black fingernail polish and Linkin Park CDs:  thank you!   And how could I forget, all those nightly poolside "Laguna Beach" chats:  thank you for those, too. Thank you for fusses that didn't amount to "a hill of beans" and arguments that made our friendship grow stronger. For first kisses, second chances, "I'm sorry's" and "I love you's".  To every single classmate, boy and girl, a "thank you" is due; for my so-called "happy days" are made up of memories of you.
     There honestly isn't a day I regret, nor a memory I'd erase when it comes to those years.  So today, as I began going through the stacks of notebooks, birthday cards, and old photos... what was to be a day devoted to autumn cleaning quickly became a day of sweet reminiscing.
     Just days ago, when thinking about some friends I hadn't seen or talked with in a while, I jotted down this statement in my journal:

..."The reality is: people change. They grow; they go their separate ways. But I do believe, friendship lasts forever. Even though a time may come when you no longer know one another's secrets, and you don't see the other everyday. In your heart the love for that friend remains, and they'll forever be a part of you."  

                            
      I find it so fitting for this day of reminiscing.  Tomorrow's supposed to be cleaning day 2.  Not sure how much I'll get accomplished, but I can't wait to see what other memories await me.  And as for my fellow classmates, my friends:  wherever each of them may be, I hope they are living out their dreams.  And I hope that if they ever think of me, there's a "happy day" that's linked to the memory.

"bathing" beauty: Bath, England

     Today was the day I had been looking forward to all week!  Bath had been on my list of "places to visit" since visiting England on my first go-around.  Unfortunately though, I was unable to work the journey into my schedule during my second trip across the pond, but as they say: "third time's a charm"... or in my case, third trip's a charm!  I woke up early, boarded a train from Paddington Station and was on my way!  And may I just say, I was not to be disappointed!

 Overlooking the "Great Bath" inside the Roman Baths (with Bath Abbey in the background)

Bath water... literally. :)

 Stopped in for a visit to the Jane Austen Center (Centre)

Picturesque Avon in Bath.

     The history and beauty of Bath is beyond comprehension, and I'm so happy I made it a priority to visit on this adventure abroad.  To my beautiful friend Sarah (a.k.a. "the biggest Jane Austen fan I know"), the only thing that could've made my visit more enjoyable would have been to have you there experiencing it with me! 
     Tomorrow... fabulous food and fashion while out-and-about in London.   
XOXO ~Cheers!

Wizards, Monsters and Writers, too!

     Just a few of my recent in-London adventures include:  a day trip out to Oxford to see the first-ever "Quidditch" World Cup (for die-hard "HP" fans) with teams from the U.K., U.S., Austrailia, France, and Canada;  a visit to "The Eagle and Child" pub where legendary literary greats, J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis (a little group known as the "Inklings") once met to discuss their latest writings; and a phenomenal concert by the group, "Of Monsters and Men" at London's Scala music and arts venue (one of the best live shows I've ever been to).  And I'm just getting started........

Rachael and I taking the field, broomsticks in hand!

Lunch at The Eagle and Child; feeling very scholarly.

Allison and I, front and center, at Scala, ready to hear "Of Monsters and Men"!

FYI:  they sounded as great live (even better if possible), as they do recorded!

More to come soon... XOXO...

~Love from London.

LONDON calling!

     Let me begin by sending a big "HELLO" from across the pond!  I arrived in London two weeks ago, and the rush of Britain has swept over me like a surfer riding an A-frame wave on the North Shore.  Fish and chips, scones and tea, Dr. Martin's, and those friendly "mind the gap" reminders: each bringing realization to my senses that I am actually back in one of my favorite places in the world!  If you can't tell by now, I am hopelessly in love with London, England.
    

     When I got the news that I was selected to serve as a student mentor (or "RA") for the same study abroad program I went on as a student back in college, I was beyond excited!  Not because it's "THE" city to be in this summer (what with this little thing known as the "Olympics" going on), and not because I was looking for a vacation.  I wanted to go back because, well, I love it here (...I am truly British at heart), but even more so, I wanted the chance to encourage other students to grab every opportunity this amazing city has to offer!  The 5 weeks back in 2009, that I lived in London for the summer, was the greatest experience of my college career.  I not only learned a great deal from the lessons ("the Appeal of Harry Potter" was my course-- :) SO awesome!), but I grew as a person, becoming stronger, less fearful, and more independent.
     Since arriving here two weeks ago, it didn't take me long to get settled back into the "London lifestyle".  I welcomed the cool weather, and even the everyday rain showers couldn't put a damper on my being back!  And just this past weekend, I was blessed with the opportunity to journey back out to Paris, which also turned out to be the weekend of the French day of independence: Bastille Day!
     On the night of Bastille Day, all of Paris turned out, spilling into the streets and grounds under the Eiffel Tower to see the phenomenal fireworks show (seriously, the best I've ever witnessed).  To have the chance to experience this amazing sight was one dream that I never imagined, but am so thankful to have had.

 

      I'm now back in London and having a wonderful time with the students.  On Thursday, I have the day off, so I'm thinking of finally making my way out to Bath to see the Roman Baths and visit the Jane Austen Center. (Sarah- I really wish you were here!)  But for now... it's time for bed.  I may have quickly adapted to being back in London, but as for the 6 hour time difference from home... that's another story.

~XOXO... and of course, CHEERS!  :)

Chances.

     Chances.  They're what makes life worth living.  What would life be like without them?  Chances are opportunities.  Chances are a second go.  Chances are worth taking. 

      It's not by chance though, that Five for Fighting's hit song, "Chances", is one of my all-time favorites.  Every time the melody sounds from my ear-buds, I feel as if I'm walking to the beat of the "Soundtrack to My Life". It was during my run a few days ago, that the song popped up on my Ipod, and I found myself thinking just how important chances are in life.  Without chances, we would never get to experience the "chance of a lifetime", nor to "take a chance" to live on faith and leap!  And could you imagine a life without second chances?  A life where the first shot is all you get and there's no do-over's and times to make right?
     Life is not perfect, or mine isn't anyways!  I've had several chances to experience many opportunities, but I've also had chances, which I thought I couldn't live without, taken away.  I'm grateful for all the chances I've had to say "I'm sorry", and am humbled and thankful for the greatest chance of a lifetime:  to live for the Savior who died to give me the most important second chance ever given.
      As the song goes, 

      

"Chances are waiting to be taken, and I can see...
Chances are the fascinations,
Chances won't escape from me.
Chances are only what we make them, and all I need." 

  Thank goodness for chances... of all kinds.

  Five for Fighting, "Chances"

A 'good for you' kind of "donut"...

    I'll forever never again look at a donut the same.  I've always tried to stray away from the sugary little boogers when it comes to my diet, (and many times haven't found myself so successful, I might add) but after today, I'll forever look at these little sweet treats in a new light.  Why the sudden change you may ask?...
    No; there hasn't been a new scientific declaration that the famous fried dough with the hole in the middle is the newest way to shed a few pounds- (don't we wish?)!  In fact, I'm actually not talking about the kind of donut we like to eat at all!  Instead, this so-called "donut" is one that is good for you!... as in, good for the soul. :)
    Hearing stories of those who have explored the world and all its' wondrous places is always so awe-inspiring to me.  Being someone who prefers living out of a suitcase rather than calling Buckingham Palace home... (well, on second thought... I joke, I joke!), I am always looking to explore and see as much of this big world as I can while I have the opportunity.  So today, when I stumbled upon writer, photographer and traveler: Ms. Barbara Weibel's blog, "Hole in the Donut", I was at once blown away by her beautiful writing and moving pictures!  I've posted the link to her site here so you can enjoy "traveling" with her, too!  This is one blog that will leave you feeling inspired and ready to embark on a journey of your own!  Bon Voyage!

  Edinburgh, Scotland (summer 2009)

"TFF"... a dream come true.

     Can I just start by saying "how great is our God?!"  I give Him all the praise and the glory, for it is because of Him that this post can be written....
     A lot has happened since I wrote last... including me coming "home", catching up on my zzz's, reading three different books all at once, and spending some quality time with my family and closest friends before beginning my next adventure!  But before any of this, let me go back and share about my latest "dream come true."

     The Tribeca Film Festival was by far one of the most fascinating jobs I've had the opportunity to be part of since beginning my freelancing production career.  I not only met one of the most beautiful and loving friends I've ever known (Carrie V... you have a heart of gold and a personality that shines just as bright!...), I also learned invaluable knowledge that I know will better me in any upcoming jobs I may have in the future!  And to top it all off, I learned more about film (and the "Future of") which, of course, was right up my alley!
      My position as "travel coordinator" was such a fun one! The weeks prior to the festival, which turned out to be just as wonderful as the festival itself, called for long hours in the adorable Tribeca office (complete with a really awesome coffee machine and a "jackpot" coffee selection!), a lot of research, and many a' back-and-forth emails... with the occasional (and very hysterical) Carrie V. joke on the side! :)  I awoke each morning, to the NYC sunrise, and couldn't wait to head in and begin another day.  All my co-workers were incredibly welcoming, making me feel right at home from the moment I stepped into the office.  As the days quickly flew by, one by one, my anticipation for "Day 1" of TFF became almost uncontainable!  A few days before opening day, I found myself arriving to the all-staff meeting extra early, partly due to the fact that I had forms to hand out, but mostly because I was so excited.  As I stood there in the Tribeca loft, staring at the sea of chairs that would soon be filled with the many TFF staff, I literally found myself brushing away the tears that streamed down my cheeks.  It was at that moment, that I realized that I was actually there, living out one of the deepest dreams of my heart.

      Not only was opening day a success (and a day that I'll remember FOREVER), the entire two weeks of the festival turned out to be quite extraordinary! 

     To scratch the surface... I had the chance to meet many wonderful filmmakers, actors and actresses, see a most memorable film, and even assist in co-producing the fascinating TFF "Future of Film" lunch series (which turned out to be one of my most favorite things of the festival, by the way)!

     As it would take a book (or roll of film in this case) to even begin to share the many wonderful stories of my experiences at TFF, I will stop at the "preface", keeping it 'short' and sweet... a "short" as those in the film world like to call it! :)
     All I can say is, it was a dream come true... an absolute dream.  And now that I'm home enjoying my time off and preparing for my next gig (with my adorable brothers and "see-sters";), I still find myself thinking back to those short weeks ago, when I was "there", walking the streets of that Concrete Jungle, learning and laughing and living some of the very best days of my life.  

                 ~on my way to the TFF office for my final day of work~

"before I settle down, I want to..."

     Over the weekend, in between working the closing of the film festival and grabbing a bite to eat, I came across this billboard (what-ah-shock-gasp, a billboard in NYC?!) while strolling about the streets.  I admit that I caused a bit of a traffic-jam as I stopped to take pictures of the thing, but how could I not?!  I think Honda (which by the way, is what I drive) made this ad campaign just for me!  It's advertising their new CR-V (although I drive a Civic), and the commercial that goes along with the ad campaign is a favorite of mine as well.  I'm sure you've seen it:  the girl travels to all 50 states in her Honda CR-V... ring a bell?

     So anyways, the billboard reads, "Before I settle down, I want to ______," then features a smorgasbord of fun to-do's such as "experiencing zero gravity" (ha!) and "going skydiving".  

     Although those two things aren't on my "before I settle down" list, there were some things that are, such as "visiting all 50 states"!  

     Anyways,  I loved this billboard so much that I had to share it with you all!  And I even found the super-cute commercial that goes along with it!  Watch it here!

"this is your life"...

     It's been a few days (or couple weeks to be precise) since my last post because... drum roll please... Tribeca Film Festival is underway!!!  My days have been long and eventful, and did I mention,... FUN?!  We are halfway through, and I am having the time of my life.  I'm planning to share more about my days with the festival when it wraps up, and once I have time to collect my thoughts and put into words how amazing this experience has been.  But for today, I'd just like to share with you this fun song that has been in my head all day.  It's sure to put an extra pep in your step!  

"Called Out in the Dark" ~ Snow Patrol

     "This is your life, this is your time"!  So go, and make the most of it! 

"Something (or in my case, a few things) Borrowed"

     Since I was up writing so late last night, I made the not-so-tough decision to sleep in this Saturday morning.  But determined not to waste my entire day off, I set my clock for 9:00am, and as my alarm sounded, my sleepy eyes were welcomed by the brightest of sunlight streaming in my window.  My feet hit the floor, and I was off!  Down the stairs I went, straight to the kitchen for my morning ritual of oatmeal and yogurt.  I plopped down on the sofa and flipped on the TV, and 'what to my wandering eyes did appear', a favorite movie of mine happened to be there (on the TV)! 
      I first saw "Something Borrowed" at the movies with my mom on one of our girl's day outs.  After seeing it, I couldn't get to the bookstore quick enough to get my hands on the book!  And once I did, I zipped through the pages as if I were reading the finale of  "Harry Potter".  As guilty as I felt rooting for the character, Rachel, I couldn't help but fall in love with author Emily Giffin's, fictional love story.  (And just a side note, "Something Blue" is equally as wonderful, in case you haven't read it!)

      So back to this morning:  I watched the movie while eating my "hearty breakfast", and since it's filmed in New York City, the decision was made as to where I would head off to spend the rest of my day.  A few of the film's hot-spots include the popular "Shake Shack" at Madison Square Park, as well as vegan ice cream store, "Stogo", on 2nd Avenue. (which I might add, happened to be the perfect dessert spot for my new healthy eating method; see yesterday's post)  And since I had really been wanting to do some browsing at book-lover's paradise, "the Strand", I was up and ready and out the door in a jiffy!
      Now, I'd like to establish that I had not just recently eaten; I had my breakfast while watching the movie, then had to clean up and get ready, as well as walk a few blocks, and stand in line (which I'll get to in a second), so there had been several hours in between my two meals.  So since it was already nearing 1:00pm, I decided to have my lunch first.  I really could not have picked a more perfect day to have lunch in the park.  Although it was a cool 60 degrees out, the sun was shining bright and it was an incredibly beautiful day.

     Now to the line I mentioned...  If you've ever been to the Shake Shack on a weekend, you know that not only is it a local favorite, but it's a tourist hot-spot, too!  Which means => there's a lot of people.  So for those of you who have not been, I strongly encourage you to (a) have lunch here!, and (b) be patient, and don't come if you're pressed for time since you'll probably be here for a while (at least on the weekend).  As soon as I walked into the park, I made my way to the back of the "queue" which had around 50 or so people ahead of me. 

      The time really did pass by fast, and before I knew it I was placing my order for the vegetarian "Shroom Burger" which subs a large portabella mushroom in place of a beef patty! And man oh man, did I thoroughly enjoy every bite!  And OK, I admit-- the nerd in me couldn't help but search for the perfect seat that resembled the area of the park where Rachel and Ethan sit to enjoy their lunch in the movie!

        After my delicious little feast, I set out to walk off some of those calories and make my way down to the Strand bookstore at 12th and Broadway.  Although this awesome place is not in the movie, I decided to feed my obsession with new & used bookstores and check it out. 

      The Strand boasts that it houses 18 miles worth of books inside, and I believe that's 100% accurate!  Floor on top of floor, rows and rows of books of every genre fill this magnificent bookstore.  If you're a book-lover and visiting NYC, the Strand is a must!

       After a couple hours browsing and finding some really great reads, I set off once again, this time to do some shopping around Greenwich Village.  The last stop of my day was for dessert at Dex and Darcy's choice, Stogo. 

     As I mentioned before, this place serves all vegan scoops of sorbet, coconut or soy-based ice creams.  There was a variety of flavors, and I tried a few... and just so you know, the girls who work there are happy to let you try them all if you wish to! :)  I opted for coffee and chocolate sorbet, and let me tell you, I'll definitely be going back!  The stuff is so delicious, you don't even realize you're not eating "real" ice cream.

      Today was definitely one of my favorite days since I've been in the big City.  As I settled in to write this post, I turned on the TV to have something playing in the background, and guess what?!? "Something Borrowed" was just starting yet again!  It was the perfect background sound for my writing, which paired nicely with my perfect day.

(Click here to see other "Something Borrowed" hotspots for when you visit NYC!)