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The Best Way to Spread Christmas Cheer

It’s officially December, guys!!! Time to spread some Christmas cheer for all to hear [or see in this case]!  My favorite time of the year is here, and despite what an intense and emotionally draining year it has been, I am beyond words for how thankful and blessed I am feeling.  With all the sad stories of people leaving this world too soon and the passing of my grandmother, I am so so so thankful for another year with my family and friends and all the support I undeservingly receive.  This year is coming full circle with Christmas around the corner.


Photo credit: Lindsey O’Nele

Christmas is just the best, and I sing out loud and proud.  One of my favorite traditions in the recent years has been taking photos for Christmas cards.  Each year, they evolve.  Our first one was a selfie taken off of Ryan’s dingy old iPhone back in 2013 and printed off a cheap mini HP printer, and this year’s was shot by a lovely lady, Lindsey, I’m especially glad to have gotten to know better this past year.  I think for us, our Christmas photos are even more special just because she took the time to really try and capture what we wanted for several hours at different locations.  Not only that, I’ve been trying to learn the ropes of photo editing with her (even though she is so far ahead of me and so inspirational.)  So the patience and creativity behind our day meant a lot more to both me and Ryan.  (Thanks, Lindsey!!! We are beyond grateful for your talented eye and the time you gave to us amidst a crazy week ahead of you!) She did such an amazing job that it was so hard to choose which ones to post for y’all.

Photo credit: Lindsey O’Nele
Outfit details: Top (it’s actually a dress): Missguided;
Skirt: Morning Lavender;
Shoes: Lulus (also can be found on Vici Dolls)
\\click on the links to go directly to the product. For the original Missguided dress, it was sold out, but I found a very similar dress– also from Missguided.\\

For our first location, we decided to go to the Family Christmas Tree Farm in Santee.  The backstory is that we recently bought our first real Christmas tree there a couple weeks ago, and it was so magical for me.  I’d never gone to a Christmas tree farm before because my dad and brother always went to pick them out, and they were usually in those small lots you see on the side of the road – not that it makes the tree any less magical.  Going for the first time, the smell of the different trees was exciting.  The farm was bigger than any I had seen and there were endless rows of different types of trees.  I felt like a little kid at Disneyland, and Ryan loves when I get that excited for Christmas.  So it was only appropriate that we take photos there. (Plus, I’m a sucker for outdoor pictures – portrait or landscape.)


Photo credit: Lindsey O’Nele

Of course, I’m an absolute sucker for twirling shots.  (Reference my wedding and anniversary photos for proof.) Lindsey nailed these shots!  I’d post every single one of them, but I’ll spare you.


Photo credit: Lindsey O’Nele
Photo credit: Lindsey O’Nele

And we also may have indulged in my silly idea of having Ryan throw me over his shoulder.  Sometimes, a photoshoot needs a little shenanigans, and it was fun to try this out!


Photo credit: Lindsey O’Nele

Photo credit: Lindsey O’Nele

For our second location, we wanted to do a little cozy indoor shoot at our apartment with the newly decorated fireplace and, of course, Lilo!  No family photo is complete unless we’ve got the furbaby.  Although our apartment wasn’t completely furnished with all things Christmas just yet and our Christmas tree barely adorned with just lights and no ornaments, we got some amazing shots that I had been wanting to do for a couple years.  It was really the first time our Christmas pictures weren’t rushed and well thought out, so it was fun and a learning process.


Photo credit: Lindsey O’Nele


Photo credit: Lindsey O’Nele


Photo credit: Lindsey O’Nele

Thank you, again, Lindsey for taking such precious and meaningful Christmas photos of our little family!  You are just the best. This was so much fun, and I can’t wait to create more beautiful memories. On that note, I think I need to watch Elf…

…or maybe Mean Girls, because “You Go, Glen CoCo!” “Aaaanndd none for you Gretchen Weiners.” ;P

 

I’m Fine

It’s been a while since my last post. I’ve been regrouping myself and trying to get back into the groove of things even with a lot of setbacks. But here I am. I’ve been forging ahead and trying to wake up remembering that (1) you only have one life, so don’t sweat the little things, (2) the important things in life are your family and friends, and (3) do what will make you happy.

Sometimes, when you’re going about your day in the midst of something that is overwhelming (like your job, maybe it’s studying, moving, helping a family or friend in need), you forget what you wake up thinking about: “I’m going to have a good day. Keep things in perspective. Etc.” Well, today is one of those days. I woke up having a go-getter mindset. Then I began to get slowly overwhelmed over the day: sluggish, annoyed, and defeated. Nothing really terrible happened. I was just beginning to get frustrated with what I was doing in the moment despite my best efforts; I wasn’t happy with where I was going.

All of a sudden, I just felt stuck in life.

I thought my mindset would change when I got home—change of scenery, a place I was comfortable with. But no, I was even more frustrated. Then I came across a blog entry from a southern blogger who talked about why we go to the default saying, “I’m fine” whenever we’re asked how we’re doing. I’ve seen so many articles on this topic, and each one has felt the same. They’ve all combed through so much on this particular topic that I felt there was nothing more for anyone to talk about, really. But her perspective was interesting: the reason she would say, “I’m fine” was (1) because it was a southern way of life and (2) because, in part, social media and, in some ways, women, are a part of this. (By that, she means, we say we are fine in real life and on social media, because if we say otherwise once or more than once, we get the, “It’s okay. We all have those days,” response and then behind our backs, they say something else.) The blogger goes on to discuss that she’s tired of hearing, “I’m fine,” and that if she were really friends with someone, that someone should lay it all out there honestly because she would want someone to listen to her if she were to have a bad day as well.

Firstly, I don’t think it’s just a southern thing. (Now this is just my opinion.) I think it pertains to anywhere we live. I can’t speak because I haven’t lived all over the country or all over the world. But from where I grew up, to states I’ve visited, as well as other countries, it’s all been the same response. Furthermore, I could say that’s how I feel the culture is in San Diego, as well. I don’t know—I could be wrong. Perhaps being in the law field, I feel that you have to be professional and not let emotions get the best of you to your partner, firm, company, clients, anyone. Maybe other professions in San Diego are laid back and you can just talk about how you’re feeling with your co-workers. (Thoughts, anyone?)

Now as to her latter reason, in theory, that sounds great. I’ve always thought this growing up: that friends should be able to tell friends anything. But let’s be honest. She’s right about women being a part of the problem. I’ll also say what some are really afraid to say, and that I have been afraid to say for a while, as well. Some girls just don’t play like that. I have friends that I feel like I can tell anything to but then feel bad afterwards thinking they’re judging me for complaining, for having a bad day, for feeling crummy over something small (maybe once or maybe often). I’ve seen them talk about their other friends and say, “she complains too much,” “I just don’t have time for that, etc.” (I’ve been guilty of this before, too. Don’t worry. I make conscious efforts to stop doing things like this.) I’ve seen some of them gradually change not only in person but in social media; they don’t tell me about tiny things that bother them when they used to. I understand that we tend to do these things as we grow up, but the extent that some people put these walls up for the sake of “adulting,”– it really catches me off guard and a lot of me finds it unnecessary. Do you really need to do that with friends? Am I the only one that doesn’t mind when a close friend, no matter where they are in life or what circumstances they’re now in, just calls me up and says, “Hey, I want to talk. My life just sucks right now”? Shouldn’t we keep part of that aspect in our lives to stay a little sane and healthy? It’s a strange and sort of insane balance of being a friend, or so I’ve found. We like to appear to have it all together, we’re mature, we’re adults now.

Fortunately, I’m incredibly lucky to have a friend now, after basically my entire life, who I can call up or text any time, any day, and just complain to about anything and everything. I don’t feel bad about it afterwards. And I don’t feel like she’s judging me. (Sure, I say sorry for complaining, but she gets it.) And the relationship works vice versa. (I should also mention that my husband is this exact sort of friend, too, but a girl needs another girl sometimes!) That kind of friendship keeps me sane and feeling healthy. The point is in a man’s world where we women are still trying to fight our way to the top and earn our fair share that men earn, we should support each other at the most basic level — being mentally, emotionally, and physically– if possible,there. There are enough men to judge us when we’re feeling vulnerable, emotional, or even when we’re just going about our day feeling fine as a peach. Ideally, we shouldn’t have to figure out which girlfriend is on our side and will listen to us. Ideally.

But back to my having a downer day and reading that blog post: in a strange way, reading her blog and that particular topic made me feel better. I may not have agreed with her post 100% but I really appreciated her raw and honest perspective on the whole “I’m feeling fine, today” projection to others. It made me think that on days like today, it’s okay to feel down in the dumps. I always knew it was okay to feel that way. I just hate it. I hate acknowledging it. Who likes feeling down? It makes me lose productivity. But today, I’m not feeling fine, and that’s okay. Today, my friend is on the other side of the world in a different time zone, but she’d still listen no matter what the time zone. Today, my husband will tell me it’s okay to feel down because in my position, he has felt the same exact way. So it’s okay. Tomorrow will be another day. Tomorrow, maybe I’ll feel differently and genuinely say, “I’m fine.”