Archive | February, 2010

Cowboy, take me away

25 Feb

Ok, ok… tell me this is an ad for a bridal magazine, and people don’t actually live such romantic  lives?  This picture just makes me so happy.  Warm, and pretty, and sexy all at once.

I found this blog through stalking someone else’s.  We’re shoulder-deep in wedding planning at the moment and this blog has the absolute cutest DIY ideas. Love.  I could browse blogs like this all day… if only there were a job that paid me to do that.


Personality Theories: For Fun.

25 Feb

Have you ever taken a personality test?  What were your results?  Were the accurate?  Although I don’t technically believe in astrological “signs” and the ability of a horoscope to determine how my week/month/year will go, sometimes a horoscope will offer details about a personality “trait” of the sign.  Well, recently I was reading a magazine and flipped through to the horoscope section and I stopped (no matter how hard I tried to resist) and read it.  It was pretty darn accurate.  I’ve always somewhat believed that the Aquarian traits mirror mine a good bit:

“Uranus, your planetary ruler, is abrupt and breathtaking by nature and will fill your life with plenty of unanticipated surprises – good and not so good. You like it like this and the unexpected is something you thrive upon! Even if you have a stable home or work situation you like to shake things up from time to time to keep everyone on their toes. Still, you’re very loyal when it comes to your most personal relationships…There’s a universal quality about you. Although you appear aloof and detached you’re inwardly sensitive and caring. You prefer to associate with people who share the same diverse views on life. Your life will almost certainly never be drab. You are able to embrace anything new including music and fashion. This is why you’ll always be young at heartsure that definitely can’t be true for every Aquarius ever born, but it worked for me!

All this got me thinking back to the various personality tests we took in school.  I don’t know about you, but when I started college one of the first things they had us do was take the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator test (MBTI).  They herded us into a big room, gave us no.2 pencils and forced us, before even starting our first class at the school, to take this test.  Of course I wasn’t paying much attention to what I was filling in… hey, there were boys, classes, roommates, dorms, teachers, and food to think about.  I’m pretty sure I filled it out as quickly as possible so that I could get out of that dungeon on onto more fun college-y things.  I don’t think I ever gave that test a second thought until a couple years later in a business class of mine.  Our teacher wanted everyone to review their results and we were going to discuss our different personality types and how they could help us select career paths.  One minor problem, of course I never even went to pick up my results, and who knew if they were even close to accurate!   I filled that thing out in a flash.  Well, as it turns out, those results were pretttty accurate.  I’m not quite sure how that happened, but I’ll take it.  My packet of information said I was an INFP (The “Healer” or “Idealist”).  Annndd, I’m pretty sure my “animal” was a unicorn. What? Everyone else got squirrels and bears and I got a freakin unicorn.  Go figure.  I’m not complaining, it’s pretty awesome, but definitely not even a real creature.  (Side note:  Pratt and I had this class together and it was one of the first times we started hanging out as friends… before I missed an assignment and my teacher convinced me that dropping the class would be best because he didn’t believe marketing was “my thing”.  Choice words withheld. I have little respect for someone who would make that kind of judgement on a whim.  He’s no healer.)  ANYway, back to my main ramblings… Me= INFP.  And that teacher= lame.  Check out some excerpts I’ve pulled from various resources regarding my type:

  • “INFPs develop these insights through reflection, and they require substantial time alone to ponder and process new information. While they can be quite patient with complex material, they are generally bored by routine. Though not always organized, INFPs are meticulous about things they value…. INFPs are creative types and often have a gift for language. As introverts, they may prefer to express themselves through writing. Their dominant Feeling drives their desire to communicate, while their auxiliary intuition supplies the imagination.”  Wikipedia
  • “INFPs never seem to lose their sense of wonder. One might say they see life through rose-colored glasses. It’s as though they live at the edge of a looking-glass world where mundane objects come to life, where flora and fauna take on near-human qualities.” Typelogic
  • Umm, is it just me or did they pick all worst, depressing, adjectives to describe me??  And apparently I’m all about legalizing pot.  And apparently, I also picked the worst possible job for my personality type.. Guess I need to quit and start painting.

For those of you who know me really well… Yes. I agree.  It’s almost eerie how well that describes me (maybe minus a few of the suicidal adjectives).

This, however, wasn’t the only forced personality testing I endured in college.  In another business class of mine (yes I stayed in the business world, despite the suggestions of a certain Mr. KnowitALL) we took the StrengthsQuest.  This test was designed to yield your top personality strengths. I don’t remember them all, but I know they included;  Adaptability, Empathy, and Developer.  So basically, I “go with the flow”, I feel for others, and I like to implement improvement in others.  Again, super accurate.

I guess all this just goes to say that it’s worth while to take a look at these things.  They are so insightful in terms of letting you see your personality from an outsider’s prospective.  You may think, no thanks, I think I know me pretty well.  There’s no arguing that, but these test just help you understand and articulate these traits in a way you probably haven’t been able to before. They’re great indicators for careers paths you would excel in, and the type of relationships you should seek out.  If nothing else, it’s just so interesting to hear yourself described (almost to a T) by someone who has never once met you.

Both of these tests cost $$ to take, so unless you were lucky enough to have them included with your education, you will have to fork over the dough.  I can’t help you with the Strengths Quest, but if you want to see what your Myers Briggs results would be, without the money and hours of bubble filling, you can go here and take a simplified online version for free.  I took it and ended up with the exact results of the real thing.

Happy Testing!

Birthdays & Babies & Snow, Oh My!

17 Feb

So many fun things have happened since my last post… Let me give you a run-down:

I got snowed-in.

Growing up in Atlanta (and then Nashville) all my life, the most snow I’d ever seen at one time was probably somewhere around 8 inches. (And that was our famous “blizzard” of  ’93  ).  So, give me a couple of inches of the white stuff in the forecast and I get all giddy like a child… therefore you can only imagine what the thought of 20+ inches would do to me.  Well, 2 Thursdays ago I was sitting at work when I got an email from the bf including the weekend’s forecast for Maryland (the far-away place where he lives), 18-24 inches.  I almost peed my pants.  I HAD to see it.  I just had to.  So… a couple dramatic ticketing moments, a quick late-night packing, and a 5:20 AM cab ride later, I arrived at Nashville airport on my way to see the big snow.  All of the other flights into Baltimore for the day had been cancelled so I was just praaaying that I made it out in time.  I did.  And what a wonderful little adventure it was.  We ended up getting over 30… yes, THIRTY, inches of snow from Friday night trough Saturday morning.  Insane.  Needless to say, my flight out on Sunday night was cancelled, delaying me another day in the snow (no complaints here).  I finally made it out last Monday night… and just barely.  On Tuesday, the area got an additional 20something inches… putting them at the biggest snowfall in history (or something like that).  I’m pretty sure the people of the Baltimore-Washington area are absolutely sick of digging their way to civilization, but I had a blast.

I got a new niece.

Lyla Kate (2nd daughter to my brother and his wife) was born on February 10, 2010.  And she is beautiful.  I love her to pieces… all 6 pounds of her.  Big sister, Marlie “lubs” her too, I actually had to fight her for my chance to hold her baby sister.  Maybe after a couple weeks at home with the attention-grabbing little one, she will be more willing to let me sneak her away?  Let’s hope so.   Aunt Becky needs some Lyla-Lovin :-).

I turned 25.

Yes, I’m old.  It’s weird… parts of me feel really old (like that teenage, N’SYNC obsessed, girl) and parts still feel pretty young.  Either way, Happy Birthday to ME!  I spent the day hanging out with the bf and went to dinner with a few close friends.  I didn’t want a big fancy.. anything this year.  Just wanted to keep it low-key. (blame it on the age).  I’ve been officially welcomed to the quarter-of-a-century club, thanks for that, and I’ve been pre-warned of a quarter-life crisis.  No need for worry, I started having those years ago.  Guess I’m just ahead of the game!

Valentines Day happened.

(insert pictures of heart-shaped boxes of chocolate and teddy bears, gag)

While I could probably write an entire post on my feelings towards this certain Hallmark-created holiday, I will try to keep my thoughts to a brief few, as to not offend so many of this holiday’s biggest supporters.  I hate the idea of forced-affection.  Why are we required to express our feelings on this single day of the year?  Would it not be more meaningful on a random day during the summer perhaps?  I believe so.  I don’t want my bf to give me flowers and candy because the social media is telling him to… I want him to it because HE wants to… and WHEN he wants to.  Valentines day has become so unoriginal and un-meaningful.  (Plus, it totally steals all the thunder from my birthday, and pre-occupies friends and makes presents very expensive… just saying).  Not to mention the added pressure on your significant other to compete with and live-up to the insanely high expectations you now have for this holiday.  Bleh.  In conclusion- Be random and spontaneous with your sweet displays of affection, it will mean so much more in the end.

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