Ever since I was a little girl, I have loved Easter. Christmas is cool, Thanksgiving is alright, but Easter? Easter is awesome.
I loved being able to wear my dress to church and my hat and get lots and lots of candy. It was the ultimate holiday.
Until 2005.
Before Easter in 2005, we all went shopping for new church clothes. It was great because my mom finally caved and let me get pants instead of skirts/dresses [I was in a weird phase]. On Palm Sunday, we were having coffee after service and the pastor came in to announce the Adult Sunday school session, which was on adultery. He made a joke about how "we know all about it" and a few people laughed.
My mother, who is quite liberal, but does not condone adultery, was very annoyed. That was it. She had enough.
After Easter, she was doing going to church. If we, me and my sisters, wanted to go, we could.
We all stopped going.
I was already losing my faith in Christianity and starting to lean towards Judaism.
Easter then just became... annoying? We would have to go to church, and deal with dressing up and Grandparents.
Last year, I was in PARIS for Easter. It was awesome. I even went to church and lit a candle for my cousin, who dreamed of Paris.
Last year, Easter meant more than just a holiday I don't believe in. It meant DOCTOR WHO. I had been watching an episode a day leading up to the premiere of season 5 and the NEW Doctor. I was so excited.
This year, it meant Doctor Who AGAIN, which is the real reason for this post.
Last night was AWESOME. The Impossible Astronaut is yet to be solved, but I can't wait.
That's what I love about this show, from one episode to the next, I can't wait. I'm addicted to knowing what's going to come next in his story.
I can tell you that I am NOT happy that Moffat decided to do a two-parter as the premiere. I think that was a mistake. It's a great technique for all the new American watchers, but still. What about all your loyal watchers in England?
It was a great episode, but is it Saturday yet?
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
BEDA5: Twitter Tuesday
THEME DAY, NUMBER 2!
Today has royally sucked. I had pretty much also decided that maybe I *was* too busy to do BEDA.
But then I got yelled at by one of my amazing twitter and blog followers, so here I am, day 5, doing BEDA.
Lucky for my amazing follower/friend, it's Twitter Tuesday!
Now: my plan for Twitter Tuesday was to pick a trending topic, or something that happened on Twitter and discuss it, but today I think I'll talk about Twitter in general and my love for it.
It happened in 2009 when I was updating my status WAY too much on facebook and my friends were getting really annoyed. So I signed up for twitter. It was a match made in heaven and I have never been happier.
Twitter's not just about updating your status for me, it's a way I connect to the YA world, the Potter world, and so many other worlds. It's how I "stalk" my favourite authors, businesses, and stay on top of world news - seriously. I follow news sites and get news sent to ME. It's awesome.
Fortunately for me, I have found so much more on twitter than just following authors and businesses - I found some amazing friendships. I've reconnected to people I used to know, stayed in contact with my friends from 3,500 miles away, and made livelong friendships.
I don't know who I would be without twitter. I missed twitter when I lived in England and was rarely on it. Now, I can't imagine my life without it. I really can't. It's brought me such joy and wisdom and... i don't even know what else.
Twitter, you mean the world to me and I would be lost without you.
Today is awesome because.... my friend in my fiction class was the ONLY ONE to get my story. Which rocked.
Bagels eaten this month: 6
Today has royally sucked. I had pretty much also decided that maybe I *was* too busy to do BEDA.
But then I got yelled at by one of my amazing twitter and blog followers, so here I am, day 5, doing BEDA.
Lucky for my amazing follower/friend, it's Twitter Tuesday!
Now: my plan for Twitter Tuesday was to pick a trending topic, or something that happened on Twitter and discuss it, but today I think I'll talk about Twitter in general and my love for it.
It happened in 2009 when I was updating my status WAY too much on facebook and my friends were getting really annoyed. So I signed up for twitter. It was a match made in heaven and I have never been happier.
Twitter's not just about updating your status for me, it's a way I connect to the YA world, the Potter world, and so many other worlds. It's how I "stalk" my favourite authors, businesses, and stay on top of world news - seriously. I follow news sites and get news sent to ME. It's awesome.
Fortunately for me, I have found so much more on twitter than just following authors and businesses - I found some amazing friendships. I've reconnected to people I used to know, stayed in contact with my friends from 3,500 miles away, and made livelong friendships.
I don't know who I would be without twitter. I missed twitter when I lived in England and was rarely on it. Now, I can't imagine my life without it. I really can't. It's brought me such joy and wisdom and... i don't even know what else.
Twitter, you mean the world to me and I would be lost without you.
Today is awesome because.... my friend in my fiction class was the ONLY ONE to get my story. Which rocked.
Bagels eaten this month: 6
Sunday, April 3, 2011
No Homework?
Oh hai, 11pm, we meet again.
There used to be a time when 11pm was early. Now, I wish I could be in bed by 8pm and asleep by 10pm, but alas, I am in college, and life doesn't work that way.
As I retreated to my room tonight to do homework [that is left undone... ] my mother noted that next year, I will graduate, and there will be no more homework, and what will i *do*?
Well, mother, after I get my BA, i am getting my MFA, and eventually, my PhD. So it will be a WHILE before I don't have anymore homework.
But I like the idea of it.
No more homework.
I have a feeling I will still be calling my work "homework" though. #professionalstudent
TODAY IS AWESOME because..... i has butterbeer and it is actually yummy and not crap like usual.
Total Bagel eaten this month: 4
There used to be a time when 11pm was early. Now, I wish I could be in bed by 8pm and asleep by 10pm, but alas, I am in college, and life doesn't work that way.
As I retreated to my room tonight to do homework [that is left undone... ] my mother noted that next year, I will graduate, and there will be no more homework, and what will i *do*?
Well, mother, after I get my BA, i am getting my MFA, and eventually, my PhD. So it will be a WHILE before I don't have anymore homework.
But I like the idea of it.
No more homework.
I have a feeling I will still be calling my work "homework" though. #professionalstudent
TODAY IS AWESOME because..... i has butterbeer and it is actually yummy and not crap like usual.
Total Bagel eaten this month: 4
Friday, April 1, 2011
BEDA: Take 3
Sooooooo it's April.
Which means ONE thing: BEDA.
The first year was epic and I wrote [almost] every day.
Last year was a failure.
But it's okay.
Cause year THREE is what it's all about. I have plans, I have theme days, I am DETERMINED.
Unfortunately, it's 11:44 and my plan for today is never going to happen. So what I planned for today, will be up tomorrow and my plan for tomorrow is up today.
basically, this is just the intro. This is where I say, hi, it's me, and i'm blogging - really.
I miss blogging. I LIKE blogging. So BEDA is the perfect month to get back into that swing.
Unlike most BEDAers, I have RULES.
1. I must post by 11:59pm EST everyday.
2. I allow myself THREE passes, in which I must *still* blog and say why I am using my pass.
3. I must say why today was awesome.
These are very simple rules. I am not that complex. I must blog and I must say why today is awesome, because there is awesome in every day.
This year, I am doing THEME days to help me come up with topics, because that was my downfall in '09. By the end of week one, I was like, "uhhh today i did not get out of bed. tomorrow i will." and it was BORING. So I am spicing up this years.
Fridays are Friday Reads. Except, tomorrow will be Friday Reads and you will get some YA book fun from me.
I have themes for Monday - Friday, which is good, because those are the days I school and don't work. Saturday and Sunday are... whatevers. I kind of want themes for Saturday and Sunday, but I can't think of anything. I am EXCITED for my themes though. They are awesome. Beyond awesome. Super duper awesome.
And now I am rambling, so I must go.
Saturday, I will see you tomorrow.
Today is awesome because..... uhhh... today kind of sucked. like a lot. but I skipped Spanish and slept in. So that's why it's awesome? OH. I KNOW. I watched the new HP scene from DH2. THAT'S why today is awesome.
Which means ONE thing: BEDA.
The first year was epic and I wrote [almost] every day.
Last year was a failure.
But it's okay.
Cause year THREE is what it's all about. I have plans, I have theme days, I am DETERMINED.
Unfortunately, it's 11:44 and my plan for today is never going to happen. So what I planned for today, will be up tomorrow and my plan for tomorrow is up today.
basically, this is just the intro. This is where I say, hi, it's me, and i'm blogging - really.
I miss blogging. I LIKE blogging. So BEDA is the perfect month to get back into that swing.
Unlike most BEDAers, I have RULES.
1. I must post by 11:59pm EST everyday.
2. I allow myself THREE passes, in which I must *still* blog and say why I am using my pass.
3. I must say why today was awesome.
These are very simple rules. I am not that complex. I must blog and I must say why today is awesome, because there is awesome in every day.
This year, I am doing THEME days to help me come up with topics, because that was my downfall in '09. By the end of week one, I was like, "uhhh today i did not get out of bed. tomorrow i will." and it was BORING. So I am spicing up this years.
Fridays are Friday Reads. Except, tomorrow will be Friday Reads and you will get some YA book fun from me.
I have themes for Monday - Friday, which is good, because those are the days I school and don't work. Saturday and Sunday are... whatevers. I kind of want themes for Saturday and Sunday, but I can't think of anything. I am EXCITED for my themes though. They are awesome. Beyond awesome. Super duper awesome.
And now I am rambling, so I must go.
Saturday, I will see you tomorrow.
Today is awesome because..... uhhh... today kind of sucked. like a lot. but I skipped Spanish and slept in. So that's why it's awesome? OH. I KNOW. I watched the new HP scene from DH2. THAT'S why today is awesome.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
The Greatest People I Ever Knew
One of the greatest men I've ever known died 12 years ago Friday.
I had completely forgotten about this.
His death hasn't really effected me, but he was like a dad to me. He was my second dad. He loved me like I was another daughter and I loved him like he was my dad.
He was my dad's best friend and a great man. A policeman who cared about his family more than anything. My parents have never been the same since their best friends moved away about 15 or more years ago, and my dad has never really found someone quite like John.
He was a special man, and will always have a place in my heart.
THE greatest woman I have ever known died four years ago on Tuesday. I miss her greatly and not a day goes by that I don't think about her. I walk for her. I breath for her. I experiance, because she can't. She's with me always and I am stronger because I knew her and I believe a piece of her soul lives in me, for I have never been the same since she died. I haven't been weaker, i've been stronger. Her voice tells me that it's okay to challenge and be brave and be STRONG.
and to love. Above all else, love.
I miss you Christina, every second of every day and I'd give the world just to see you again.
I had completely forgotten about this.
His death hasn't really effected me, but he was like a dad to me. He was my second dad. He loved me like I was another daughter and I loved him like he was my dad.
He was my dad's best friend and a great man. A policeman who cared about his family more than anything. My parents have never been the same since their best friends moved away about 15 or more years ago, and my dad has never really found someone quite like John.
He was a special man, and will always have a place in my heart.
THE greatest woman I have ever known died four years ago on Tuesday. I miss her greatly and not a day goes by that I don't think about her. I walk for her. I breath for her. I experiance, because she can't. She's with me always and I am stronger because I knew her and I believe a piece of her soul lives in me, for I have never been the same since she died. I haven't been weaker, i've been stronger. Her voice tells me that it's okay to challenge and be brave and be STRONG.
and to love. Above all else, love.
I miss you Christina, every second of every day and I'd give the world just to see you again.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Dating 101: An Introduction
Alright, girls, listen up.
Class is in session.
About two weeks ago, I asked you guys on twitter if you wanted a Boy Advice blog, since...I don't know. I seem to just have The Knowledge.
So, Boy Advice 101.
My general advice for this post has to do with YOU, not him. YOU should be the most important thing in his world. If he wants you, he'll talk to you. If he wants you in his life, he'll make sure you are. Anything less is unacceptable. So if he puts something else before you, dump his ass. YOU are better than TV, friends, chores, homework, EVERYTHING. Except his mother. Respect that he has this weird bond with his mother. Girls usually have this with their father.
If you get to the point where you know his mother, make sure she thinks you're awesome. If she thinks your perfect for her son, she'll convince him to marry you. Swear down.
SO. QUESTIONS.
"Boy needs to file taxes. How do I convince him that mommy doing it for him is NOT cool and extremely unattractive?" - @KenzieAudacious
First of all, I know the situation here, and you two are going to get married within the next five years, so there's a lot of time and love invested into this situation. This can be used as leverage, but use it WISELY. "Boy, we are going to be getting married. *WE* will need to do taxes one day. Mom can NOT do it for you when you're married, but since this is the first time filing, it would be better for Mom to SHOW you the process and help you through it."
I will say the following phrase over and over again. MAN UP. While we call them our "boy," they really need to be a man and act like a man, especially if this is the boy you're going to spend the rest of your life with.
I'm also very big on honesty. Tell him you think it's lame. As your future husband, it's lame and unattractive.
"If a person, say, lived in rural Indiana, where would she find boys that aren't addicted to meth?" -THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. She knows who she is.
So, love of my life, since *I* do not live in rural Indiana, I do not know the answer to this question.
But I can still help you.
You, my gorgeous friend, work in a WONDERFUL place. A library. The best men come into libraries. Unfortunately, you are in an office all day, but it's a start. When you take your break, walk around. See if you can find an attractive man.
WHEN you see an attractive man, smile at him. Sweet, but mysterious. The NEXT time you see him, you say "hi." From here, if he's into you, he should take the reins. But NEVER stop saying "hi" when you see him. Get into his head.
Other than that, you need to BE MORE OPEN. Smile at guys. Say hi. You are gorgeous. You are the shit. Act like it, and they will automatically be into you.
STORY TIME:
Last St. Patrick's Day I went to the bar with SO many people. I met people there, I walked with people, it was a little crazy. At one point, I got separated from everyone. I was out on the padio just looking around a guy came up to me.
"You look lost." he said, in a sexy British accent
"I'm not lost, just don't know where my friends are." I said, in my American accent.
"You're a Yank?" He said, in surprise. I smiled at him.*
"Yes, I am. I'm from NYC." I said.
"Then I need to buy you a drink." he said. And BOOM. Drink bought for me.
Yes, the accent helped SO MUCH, but the really nice guys I met, liked me for WHO I was and not because I had an American accent. But the accent helps when you want someone to buy drinks for you. Also, the helpless act. or the Confidence act. The right guy will come into your life when you're ready to let him in. You have to be ready and open to love in order for love to find you.
FINAL QUESTION, since this post is kind of long already.
"what do you do when one of your ex boyfriends has one of your books and you never talk to them or see them anymore?"
Call his mother. Ask for them back from her. Have nothing to do with him.
Okay, that was fun. You can email me questions at kellelucas @ gmail.com OR @ reply me at @Kellelucas on twitter.
Till next time,
KEEP SMILING
=D
*Smiling. Key to EVERYTHING.
Class is in session.
About two weeks ago, I asked you guys on twitter if you wanted a Boy Advice blog, since...I don't know. I seem to just have The Knowledge.
So, Boy Advice 101.
My general advice for this post has to do with YOU, not him. YOU should be the most important thing in his world. If he wants you, he'll talk to you. If he wants you in his life, he'll make sure you are. Anything less is unacceptable. So if he puts something else before you, dump his ass. YOU are better than TV, friends, chores, homework, EVERYTHING. Except his mother. Respect that he has this weird bond with his mother. Girls usually have this with their father.
If you get to the point where you know his mother, make sure she thinks you're awesome. If she thinks your perfect for her son, she'll convince him to marry you. Swear down.
SO. QUESTIONS.
"Boy needs to file taxes. How do I convince him that mommy doing it for him is NOT cool and extremely unattractive?" - @KenzieAudacious
First of all, I know the situation here, and you two are going to get married within the next five years, so there's a lot of time and love invested into this situation. This can be used as leverage, but use it WISELY. "Boy, we are going to be getting married. *WE* will need to do taxes one day. Mom can NOT do it for you when you're married, but since this is the first time filing, it would be better for Mom to SHOW you the process and help you through it."
I will say the following phrase over and over again. MAN UP. While we call them our "boy," they really need to be a man and act like a man, especially if this is the boy you're going to spend the rest of your life with.
I'm also very big on honesty. Tell him you think it's lame. As your future husband, it's lame and unattractive.
"If a person, say, lived in rural Indiana, where would she find boys that aren't addicted to meth?" -THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. She knows who she is.
So, love of my life, since *I* do not live in rural Indiana, I do not know the answer to this question.
But I can still help you.
You, my gorgeous friend, work in a WONDERFUL place. A library. The best men come into libraries. Unfortunately, you are in an office all day, but it's a start. When you take your break, walk around. See if you can find an attractive man.
WHEN you see an attractive man, smile at him. Sweet, but mysterious. The NEXT time you see him, you say "hi." From here, if he's into you, he should take the reins. But NEVER stop saying "hi" when you see him. Get into his head.
Other than that, you need to BE MORE OPEN. Smile at guys. Say hi. You are gorgeous. You are the shit. Act like it, and they will automatically be into you.
STORY TIME:
Last St. Patrick's Day I went to the bar with SO many people. I met people there, I walked with people, it was a little crazy. At one point, I got separated from everyone. I was out on the padio just looking around a guy came up to me.
"You look lost." he said, in a sexy British accent
"I'm not lost, just don't know where my friends are." I said, in my American accent.
"You're a Yank?" He said, in surprise. I smiled at him.*
"Yes, I am. I'm from NYC." I said.
"Then I need to buy you a drink." he said. And BOOM. Drink bought for me.
Yes, the accent helped SO MUCH, but the really nice guys I met, liked me for WHO I was and not because I had an American accent. But the accent helps when you want someone to buy drinks for you. Also, the helpless act. or the Confidence act. The right guy will come into your life when you're ready to let him in. You have to be ready and open to love in order for love to find you.
FINAL QUESTION, since this post is kind of long already.
"what do you do when one of your ex boyfriends has one of your books and you never talk to them or see them anymore?"
Call his mother. Ask for them back from her. Have nothing to do with him.
Okay, that was fun. You can email me questions at kellelucas @ gmail.com OR @ reply me at @Kellelucas on twitter.
Till next time,
KEEP SMILING
=D
*Smiling. Key to EVERYTHING.
Friday, December 24, 2010
2010 Christmas
Every year, around October, I sit down and make a list of what I want to find under the Christmas tree [besides the fact that I don't believe in it anymore, there is still a tree in my house]. This year, I decided I wanted a TV. Mine was really old and had a VCR, and no way to get a DVD hooked up to it.
As I sit in front of my brand new TV with working DVD player, I know that Christmas is more than just getting presents.
Like in the Jewish faith, I believe the holiday is more about the miracle, and THAT'S what we should celebrate.
My miracle this year is the amazing group of people I am lucky to call my friends. I have met so many amazing people this year who I cannot imagine my life without.
That is the best gift I could have gotten this year and I never want to return it. I treasure my friendships greatly and don't know what I would do without you all.
I can't seem to write this post without being cliche, so I'm going to stop.
Remember your non-tangible gifts that you don't have to unwrap; your friends, your family, your health, and so much more.
Today is awesome because.....new tv. pretty new tv.
Listening to.... the LAKERRR GAME.
As I sit in front of my brand new TV with working DVD player, I know that Christmas is more than just getting presents.
Like in the Jewish faith, I believe the holiday is more about the miracle, and THAT'S what we should celebrate.
My miracle this year is the amazing group of people I am lucky to call my friends. I have met so many amazing people this year who I cannot imagine my life without.
That is the best gift I could have gotten this year and I never want to return it. I treasure my friendships greatly and don't know what I would do without you all.
I can't seem to write this post without being cliche, so I'm going to stop.
Remember your non-tangible gifts that you don't have to unwrap; your friends, your family, your health, and so much more.
Today is awesome because.....new tv. pretty new tv.
Listening to.... the LAKERRR GAME.
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