Book Club Friday: The Hunger Games

It’s Friday!  That means it’s time for:

This week I’m sharing:

This synopsis from the back of the book says:

In the ruins of a place once known as North America lies the nation of Panem, a shining Capitol surrounded by twelve outlying districts. The Capitol is harsh and cruel and keeps the districts in line by forcing them all to send one boy and one girl between the ages of twelve and eighteen to participate in the annual Hunger Games, a fight to the death on live TV.

Sixteen-year-old Katniss Everdeen, who lives alone with her mother and younger sister, regards it as a death sentence when she steps forward to take her sister’s place in the Games. But Katniss has been close to dead before—and survival, for her, is second nature. Without really meaning to, she becomes a contender. But if she is to win, she will have to start making choices that will weigh survival against humanity and life against love.

Yet another book that is AH-MAZING!
Not gonna lie though I was really hesitant to read it.
I first heard about the book while I was an intern during my Block Observation.  Which is the pre-student teaching stuff in Texas.
The freshman English teachers were having their students read the book and several of my fellow interns were reading it with their classes.  
They gushed and gushed over this book.
But I wasn’t really interested in reading it.
Boy was I wrong! 
I couldn’t put it down! 
Read it! You’ll love it! I promise!
Fore warning: This is a trilogy: the 1st book is amazing, the 2nd is good, but the 3rd is slightly disappointing.  Still worth reading though just so you know what happens!
Oh yeah and this is being turned into movie too. 🙂
Happy reading! 

A Cute Puppy Story…or is it?

So this might be blog worthy, it might not be, but I’m gonna share it anyway.
We are doggie sitting for the most adorable little dachshund/chihuahua mix ever.

His name is Bear! Yeah big name for such a small cute little puppy huh!
So anyway, we’re doggie sitting for two nights.  
I didn’t have to work today so I’ve been with the little cutie all day long.
(side note: I’ve never had a dog, only cats so it was interesting being with a doggie all day)
Bear and I had a great day.  We lounged on the couch together, we took a nice long walk together, and then we lounged together some more.
I took Bear out 5 times today, roughly every two hours.  He used the potty every time I took him out but he never went, you know, number two.
So to make a long story short.  
I had to run to store real quick twice today and both times, that sweet adorable little puppy
POOPED in both the bedrooms we left him in.   
Now remember, I took him out 5 times and he never went! 
Not only did he poop but he stepped in the poo and it got all over both the roommates beds.  
Gross.
The apartment now smells like poo.  
(well not anymore, we have Scentsy’s and they are like magic, so now it smells like Baked Apple Pie!)
But you know what, we can’t even be mad at him, because its storming like crazy right now.
I’m talking heavy rain, thunder, lightening, the works.
And he is cuddled up in my lap, shaking because he’s scared.
Now how can you be mad at that?  
Yeah, you can’t.
Well that’s my story.
Now was it blog worthy or not?  

What I’m Loving Wednesday

So I couldn’t resist, I found another super fun link up party by Jamie over at This Kind of Love.

She does hosts a link up called:

So here is what I’m loving!

I’m Loving having a super lazy day off where I’ve done nothing but lay on my couch, watch Grey’s Anatomy and nap.

I’m Loving that my job is going amazing right now.

I’m Loving that we had a lovely afternoon thunderstorm today.

I’m Loving that we are dog sitting for some friends tonight, so we will have the cutest little puppy for the next two nights to spoil and cuddle.

I’m Loving that living in Florida has given me a great tan!

I’m Loving that I’m really getting into the swing of things in bog world.
You are all so sweet and encouraging! 🙂

Kindness

It is rare nowadays to encounter true kindness.
At least from my personal experience it is.
But yesterday I was at the receiving end of that kindness.
I was working reserved fireworks viewing in Epcot.
(Yeah I get paid to watch fireworks, it’s awesome)
The fireworks start at 9:00pm but we have to be out there about an hour and 15 minutes early to set up the ropes and then check the guests who have the reserved viewing in when they arrive.  
It’s mostly a lot of standing around, but one of the great things about viewing is the guest interaction you get.
So last night I was standing in front of the ropes when an older British couple came up to ropes.  
We started chatting and I found out that they were on a 3 week holiday with their two children and their families from the UK.  They had already been in Florida for about a week and it was their last night at Disney.
The others were back at their villa’s and Grandma and Grandpa were having some alone time.
SO CUTE!
So after we chatted a few minutes, I realized I wanted to make their one night alone a little extra special, so I told them to come back at around 8:45 and they could watch the show from our reserved space.
They smiled broadly, thanked me and said they would be back.
So they come back and the older gentleman and I continue chatting before the show begins.  
We talked about a number of things, but I mentioned to him that I had  been to England when I was 16 and that I planned to go back one day.
He asked if I had a pen and paper. (which I didn’t. fail)
He then went and grabbed on from his wife and started scribbling on the paper.
He came back and handed me the paper.
On the paper he had written his and his wife’s names.
Their phone number in Wales.
And his e-mail address.
He said that if I was ever in England to give them a call so I would know someone while I was there. 
And if I needed anything that they would be happy to help.
He then told me to keep in touch with them until I was able to go to the UK.
I was floored.  How nice is that.  Seriously, you don’t see kindness like that anymore.
I spoke to this couple for about 45 minutes total and here they were, wanting to open their home to me if I ever came to the UK.
As I was driving home I couldn’t stop thinking about small acts of kindness and how rarely I see them happening in everyday life.  
So when it does happen don’t take it for granted.  Accept it and most importantly pass it along.
This couple completely made my day with their small act of kindness.
I will definitely follow their example.

First Guest Post!

Bonjour!
(I watched Beauty and the Beast yesterday, so I’m channeling my inner Belle)
Which is totally appropriate because today I am doing my very first guest post over at:

That’s Whitney.
She is one of my very best friends and her favorite Disney movie is Beauty and the Beast!
Thus why channeling my inner Belle is appropriate.

Whitney is super cute, fun, pretty, and a great writer.

She is taking her blog in a new direction by creating Weekly Writing Challenges.
The purpose is to get better in touch with ourselves through, you guessed it, WRITING!

So head over to her adorable little blog and check out my guest post, where I am talking about communicating with people you don’t really get along with or in my case “difficult guests” I encounter in my sweet Guest Relations job!

Oh and she is having a super sweet giveaway too!
What to win?
A TARGET GIFT CARD!
Yeah, only the best store in the world.
So go check her out, you’ll love her.
I promise! 🙂

All Because Two People Fell In Love

Today is probably one the most significant days of my life.
Why? 
Well, 28 years ago today, two of the most important people in my life got married.
They took that giant step in life and promised to 
love and cherish each other:
for better or for worse,
in sickness and in health,
 for as long as they both shall live.
That’s right, my PARENTS got married on this day in 1983.
They have set the most amazing example for me on what a marriage should be like.
Sure, in the last 28 years they’ve had their fair share of disagreements, hard times and frustrations.
But through it all, they have loved each other, they have been there for each and they have been each others best friend.
When I tell people that my parents have been married for almost 30 years, they get this look of surprise on their face and say, “Wow, that’s something you don’t hear anymore.”
To me, that is just heartbreaking.  
It’s one of the reasons I am willing to wait to find that person whom with one day I can say:
“We’ve been married 28 years and couldn’t be happier.”
Just like my parents can.

Book Club Friday: Sarah’s Key

I’m really getting into the whole link up with other bloggers thing.  
It is super fun and is introducing me to some other really great blogs out there.
So today I’m linking up with Heather from Blonde….Undercover Blonde for

I am the biggest book worm EVER so when I found out that Heather does a link up for book reviews I knew I had to jump on that bandwagon! 
This will definitely be a regular thing for me from now on!
This week I’m sharing:
Here is what the book is about:
Paris, July 1942: Sarah, a ten year-old girl, is brutally arrested with her family by the French police in the Vel’ d’Hiv’ roundup, but not before she locks her younger brother in a cupboard in the family’s apartment, thinking that she will be back within a few hours.
Paris, May 2002: On Vel’ d’Hiv’s 60th anniversary, journalist Julia Jarmond is asked to write an article about this black day in France’s past. Through her contemporary investigation, she stumbles onto a trail of long-hidden family secrets that connect her to Sarah. Julia finds herself compelled to retrace the girl’s ordeal, from that terrible term in the Vel d’Hiv’, to the camps, and beyond. As she probes into Sarah’s past, she begins to question her own place in France, and to reevaluate her marriage and her life.
This book is amazing.  
Before reading this I had no idea that any Jewish families had been rounded up by French police during World War II.  
Just a forewarning though, this is not a happy book.  So be prepared to cry a least once, if not twice while you are reading it.  But I promise, you’ll love it.  
It is definitely one book that you wont be able to put down until you finish the whole thing.
They’ve even turned this book into a movie. Which I will be seeing at the first possible opportunity.
Happy Reading! 

Shrimp Jambalaya

A few nights ago I finally got home from work before the sun went down.
So I took advantage of that and decided to make myself some dinner. You know some REAL dinner not just something I threw in the microwave.
Also I should warn you, I DO NOT know how to cook.
Seriously I can make spaghetti, eggs, and I’m pretty good at throwing a pre-cooked meal in a skillet and heating it up.  
But when it comes to chopping, mincing, measuring, ect. I am an epic failure. That and I just don’t really like cooking.  
(Sorry to my future hubby, wherever you are)
Luckily I do know how to follow directions and this Shrimp Jambalaya is something my mom makes.  Only she adds more than just pre-cooked shrimp.  
This was super easy though and tasted super yummy!
You start by buying the Zatarain’s Jumbalaya Mix (you didn’t think I meant that I made EVERTHING did you?)  Oh and this is our piggy bank that sits on top of the microwave. Isn’t he cute!
 I bought some cooked shrimp that I just needed to defrost.
 Chop up the shrimp so its in tiny bit sized pieces. 
Follow the directions on the Jambalaya box to make the rice mix.

Then when you have about 10 minutes to spare in the cooking of the rice throw in your shrimp.
(You can also add sausage and chicken, that’s what my momma does.)

Mix it all together and let it cook for another 10 minutes or so.

And WA-LA! You have super yummy Jambalaya ready to go.
It tastes even better the second day when you heat it up in the microwave.
Oh and it makes a yummy lunch for work, that everyone says smells great and is jealous that you are eating it and they are eating a plain old ham sandwich! 
Happy cooking! 

Letters

I don’t know about you guys.  But I LOVE getting letters in the mail.
To me, there is nothing more exciting than walking to your mail box, opening said mail box, and seeing a little square shaped envelope with your name and address written on the front.  It instantly puts a smile on my face!
Since I’ve moved to Florida I’ve gotten letter/cards from a couple of my friends and I cannot tell you how happy it has made me.  
There is just something so much more personal in getting a handwritten card or letter from someone you care about.   Seeing someone’s handwriting gives you a little more of that person and lets you know them better.   
Writing a letter means that someone has taken a few minutes out of their day to scribble a few thoughtful words to you because they care.
My mom has letters that my Gran wrote to her after she went off to college, after she got married, and after she had my brother and me.  One of my favorite things to do is sit and read through those letters.  I didn’t get to know my Gran as well as the other grandkids on my mom’s side of the family because she passed away before I was old enough to really remember her.  So reading the letters she wrote to my mom helps me know her better.  
(She and my mom have the same handwriting and I love it!)
Today I got a letter from my good friend Ashtyn.  She and I decided that we would write letters when I moved out here to Florida and this was her first letter to me!
(Gotta keep the creepers away)
I wish we still wrote letters to each other.
It is old-fashion and classic.
Write a letter to someone you care about and see if it doesn’t just make their day! 🙂

My First Big Girl Problem

I am currently having my first “big girl” problem since moving to Florida.
It’s a problem that most girls dread having.
Can you guess what it is?
Yeah that’s right. 
 CAR TROUBLE!
The whole story of what has happened since Saturday night is incredibly complicated and depressing. 
I might even start crying again as I type this.
To make a long story short, my car key got stuck in my ignition.  Initially I couldn’t get the car to turn off, then we got it off, but the battery was still on.  So to fix that, we talked to my roommates dad who told us how to disconnect the battery.  
I took the car to Firestone but when we got the car towed there they told me they couldn’t fix it and I needed to take it to a dealer.  Luckily the dealer was just around the corner from the Firestone.  BUT, the service part of the dealership was closed by the time we finally got there.  
Oh and by this time I couldn’t get the car to turn off AGAIN.  
I then get told by a car salesman to take the car to the service center, leave it there, fill out this slip and leave my car key with it.  Hello! My key is STUCK in the ignition! I can’t just leave it.
By this time I am sobbing because I’m so frustrated with my entire situation.
Luckily we found a mechanic who was still there and he  popped the hood and in about two seconds had the car off and the battery disconnected.  
(note to self: When I finally find myself a man, make sure he knows at least a little bit about cars.)
So this morning I’ve been waiting to hear from the service center to see what the estimate will be on the car.  I now know I need a new ignition lock cylinder (whatever the heck that is), new brakes, new lug-nuts, AND new tires.  
Once again I started bawling and thinking about how much my life is sucking right now.
(PS. this whole time I’ve been calling my parents to let them know about all that is happening. And hearing their voices just makes me cry harder and really wish that I still lived at home.)
This whole situation is just annoying and frustrating. 
 I’m finally living on my own, taking responsibility for my own life and this happens.  
This is my first real taste of being a grown up and I hate it.  
It is making me re-think not looking for a teaching job.  Maybe it would be smarter to start looking for a teaching position here in Orlando instead of working for Disney.  I know I would be happy teaching but I’m still unbelievably happy in my job at Disney.  I adore EVERYTHING about it.  
But is it smarter to find a job that I would love and make more money or stay in a job I love just as much and make significantly less? 
Oh the bright side of things, I have the best roommates in the world.  Who have been incredibly helpful and amazing these last 3 days and to have parents who support everything I do and are willing to help when it is needed.  
Without this big support system I would be having a total and complete meltdown.
Maybe I have a long lost aunt or uncle who is planning on leaving me millions.
Hey a girl can dream right?