Dear Miley,
First of all, I love what you're doing with your hair! It looks awesome, especially in your latest music video: Wrecking Ball . Unfortunately, I have more serious things to address than your hair style.
What is happening with your music videos? They are honestly creeping me out. We Can't Stop is such a catchy song. I've heard several people talk about how they like that song even though they didn't listen to your music before. I love the song, but when I watch this video, I feel very uncomfortable the entire time. Do I really need to watch you trying to make out with a baby doll? What's with the plushy dolls? Taylor Swift already did that, by the way, and it was weird when she did it too.
Now that the Wrecking Ball video is out, I see that you are trying to have a theme of white outfits, and I'm totally fine with that. You look incredible, go for it! Wrecking Ball is a sad and beautiful song. I like it even more than We Can't Stop. The video seems like it's definitely better, UNTIL you start licking a mallet. At that point, no one is enjoying the video or song and we are all just thinking, What? Does this have anything to do with her relationship ending? Swinging on the wrecking ball is a nice touch, and then you're all of a sudden naked. Once again, how does this fit in with a sad song? I'm not opposed to the fact that it's nudity, just that it's happening on a wrecking ball. The close ups of just you in that white room are fine. We as viewers can appreciate you in those shots without saying "Why is she swinging from a wrecking ball wearing only boots?" It doesn't look safe or even sanitary.
I understand that you're trying to get away from your Hannah Montana image. My question is why?? It's been a long time since you've been Hannah Montana. You look nothing like you did then. Your hair is completely different and your style has totally changed. People who like you now like Miley Cyrus and couldn't care less about when you played Hannah. Please, stop trying to push us away by sexually assaulting inanimate objects.
Sincerely,
Jenna
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Thursday, June 20, 2013
A letter to everyone on Pinterest
Dear Pinterest user,
My wedding pictures are better than yours. Here are ten pictures to prove it.
1. I hired a band photographer instead of a wedding photgrapher and asked for minimal posed pictures.
2. This picture of Rachel's face when my dad walks me down the aisle. (She's just to the right of me.)
3. Post ceremony shots. Nothing says "I love you" like whiskey.
4. Except maybe champagne.
5. There were no mason jars at the wedding or even empty frames for "photo ops."
6. Our reception site was beautiful. (Yes, this is a picture of our wedding reception)
7. Milledge made this face when I almost knocked our cake off the top of the cupcake tower.
8. One of the groomsmen kept doing "shake face" in pictures.
9. Baby photobomber.
10. We kept making faces whenever the photographer came around.
Love,
Jenna
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Tabata
Moving to South Carolina meant a lot of changes, obviously. I still haven't found a place to get my hair done (my roots look ridiculous right now) or to get manicures and pedicures. I'm still on the job hunt. Perhaps most importantly, I have to find a new go-to restaurant. I was told there was a Chili's here, only to arrive and learn that this was extremely false. The closest Chili's is in Savannah!
Lately I've been looking for a new place to work out. I was going to Bodhi Hot Yoga in Stuart. It's a power vinyasa class, which is basically cardio yoga. It was an ideal work out for me. I feel awkward lifting weights at the gym, and classes motivate me more than working out alone. I tried the two yoga places in town, and realized that yoga and cardio do not mix in this town. As a result, I joined the only local gym, the YMCA.
The Y offers a schedule every month that has a list of classes and times. At the bottom of this list is a brief description of each class. I tried a few of the classes, but I kept noticing a class called "Tabata" on the schedule that didn't have a description. I brought up to my friend Melanie who is also a member of the Y. "There's a class on the Y schedule, that doesn't have a description. I'm not really sure how you pronounce it," I said.
"Oh my God, It's Tabata, right? The reason they don't give a description is because if there was one, no one would ever go to that class," Melanie informed me. (Tabata is pronounced Ta-bot-uh) She went on to describe a class that did everything in 20 second intervals. You do an exercise hard core for 20 seconds and then have a 20 second break. This didn't sound too bad to me. Half the class you spend taking a break. Perfect!
A few days later, another woman convinced me that this class was amazing, so I went with her and tried it. IT WAS AWFUL! We started out doing jumps with one foot on a Burpee ball and the other on the ground. We did the 20 second Tabata intervals four times on each side. The 20 seconds that I thought would be breaks in between, were instead spent running in place or doing squats. Twenty minutes into the hour long class, I decided that I hated the instructor and whoever invented this terrible class. Ten minutes later the instructor said that these "break work outs" were optional. I hated her even more now for not telling us that initially. Somehow I managed to survive the class, probably because I was physically incapable of doing as many push ups as possible in eight Tabata intervals. I did about 5 push ups all together, so I got a pretty good break during this 5 minute 20 second period.
After the class, I actually felt really good! I convinced myself that I would try Tabata again, because it was the only class I've found that really makes me feel like a did something worthwhile. Tabata was a great discovery!
I haven't been back. My calves hurt for the next five days, and going up or down stairs was unbearable. I still plan on trying Tabata again but only when there's time for post-Tabata stretching. Also, only if I can convince myself to go through that torture again.
Never take a class at the gym that does not provide a description. Hopefully, finding a new hair stylist won't be such an awful experience.
Lately I've been looking for a new place to work out. I was going to Bodhi Hot Yoga in Stuart. It's a power vinyasa class, which is basically cardio yoga. It was an ideal work out for me. I feel awkward lifting weights at the gym, and classes motivate me more than working out alone. I tried the two yoga places in town, and realized that yoga and cardio do not mix in this town. As a result, I joined the only local gym, the YMCA.
The Y offers a schedule every month that has a list of classes and times. At the bottom of this list is a brief description of each class. I tried a few of the classes, but I kept noticing a class called "Tabata" on the schedule that didn't have a description. I brought up to my friend Melanie who is also a member of the Y. "There's a class on the Y schedule, that doesn't have a description. I'm not really sure how you pronounce it," I said.
"Oh my God, It's Tabata, right? The reason they don't give a description is because if there was one, no one would ever go to that class," Melanie informed me. (Tabata is pronounced Ta-bot-uh) She went on to describe a class that did everything in 20 second intervals. You do an exercise hard core for 20 seconds and then have a 20 second break. This didn't sound too bad to me. Half the class you spend taking a break. Perfect!
A few days later, another woman convinced me that this class was amazing, so I went with her and tried it. IT WAS AWFUL! We started out doing jumps with one foot on a Burpee ball and the other on the ground. We did the 20 second Tabata intervals four times on each side. The 20 seconds that I thought would be breaks in between, were instead spent running in place or doing squats. Twenty minutes into the hour long class, I decided that I hated the instructor and whoever invented this terrible class. Ten minutes later the instructor said that these "break work outs" were optional. I hated her even more now for not telling us that initially. Somehow I managed to survive the class, probably because I was physically incapable of doing as many push ups as possible in eight Tabata intervals. I did about 5 push ups all together, so I got a pretty good break during this 5 minute 20 second period.
After the class, I actually felt really good! I convinced myself that I would try Tabata again, because it was the only class I've found that really makes me feel like a did something worthwhile. Tabata was a great discovery!
I haven't been back. My calves hurt for the next five days, and going up or down stairs was unbearable. I still plan on trying Tabata again but only when there's time for post-Tabata stretching. Also, only if I can convince myself to go through that torture again.
Never take a class at the gym that does not provide a description. Hopefully, finding a new hair stylist won't be such an awful experience.
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Over the Moon
What do you get when you mix a black lab
and a coonhound?
This precious pup, Luna.
She loves to attack things. She attacked Daphne (who is twice her size) quite a bit when we were at home. Tanya was worried about Daphne limping around, but she's fine now. She just needs to toughen up. She loves to eat toes, especially when they are in flip flops. She loves to attack hair.
Lab and hound images from:
http://www.mimg.ucla.edu/faculty/black/
http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/redbonecoonhound.htm
and a coonhound?
This precious pup, Luna.
We've had Luna for a week now, and already she's grown so much! Here's some things we've learned about her this week...
She loves to sleep in the car, but generally hates car rides.
She loves to attack things. She attacked Daphne (who is twice her size) quite a bit when we were at home. Tanya was worried about Daphne limping around, but she's fine now. She just needs to toughen up. She loves to eat toes, especially when they are in flip flops. She loves to attack hair.
Lab and hound images from:
http://www.mimg.ucla.edu/faculty/black/
http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/redbonecoonhound.htm
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Fashion Show
On Wednesday, I attended my first charity luncheon in South Carolina. It was a fashion show to raise money for hospice. It also included an auction of magnum wine bottles, paintings, and various trips or vacation rentals. There was even a silent auction portion.
It was pretty straight forward. Several of the local boutiques made their employees dress in their clothes and walk down the cat walk. It was actually nice for me, since I had no idea most of these stores existed. Most of the clothes were just for everyday wear with a few nicer dresses thrown in. Hands down the best part of the afternoon happened when we left the fashion show. When asked about her thoughts of the fashion show, Milledge's GrandMaMa Punkin had only one thing to say about it.
Punkin: A few of those girls on the stage were bouncing around in those outfits. They needed to put on a panty girdle.
Me: What's a panty girdle?
Punkin: You know what a panty girdle is. It holds everything in place.
(We're in the car and pass two girls walking on the sidewalk in athletic clothes and sneakers. One is a bit heavier than her friend.)
Punkin: One of those girls needs a panty girdle.
Milledge's sister: I think maybe she just needs to run a little more.
Punkin: She needs both those things. I don't know if just one them will help her.
When I got home, I looked on Google to see what exactly panty girdles are. They're just old fashioned Spanx. They look like they were trying to make them attractive, and that's probably why they didn't work as well as Spanx. Everyone looks great in an outfit with a pair of Spanx underneath. NO ONE looks sexy only in Spanx, or putting a pair of them on or trying to take them off.
It was pretty straight forward. Several of the local boutiques made their employees dress in their clothes and walk down the cat walk. It was actually nice for me, since I had no idea most of these stores existed. Most of the clothes were just for everyday wear with a few nicer dresses thrown in. Hands down the best part of the afternoon happened when we left the fashion show. When asked about her thoughts of the fashion show, Milledge's GrandMaMa Punkin had only one thing to say about it.
Punkin: A few of those girls on the stage were bouncing around in those outfits. They needed to put on a panty girdle.
Me: What's a panty girdle?
Punkin: You know what a panty girdle is. It holds everything in place.
(We're in the car and pass two girls walking on the sidewalk in athletic clothes and sneakers. One is a bit heavier than her friend.)
Punkin: One of those girls needs a panty girdle.
Milledge's sister: I think maybe she just needs to run a little more.
Punkin: She needs both those things. I don't know if just one them will help her.
When I got home, I looked on Google to see what exactly panty girdles are. They're just old fashioned Spanx. They look like they were trying to make them attractive, and that's probably why they didn't work as well as Spanx. Everyone looks great in an outfit with a pair of Spanx underneath. NO ONE looks sexy only in Spanx, or putting a pair of them on or trying to take them off.
Friday, April 19, 2013
Restarting the blog!!
I obviously haven't posted on the blog in over a year. I've been really busy though, honestly. Here's some things that I've done since I last posted...
1. Moved back to Palm City.
2. Started working at Victoria's Secret.
3. Spent all my free time in St. Augustine.
4. Got engaged.
5. Got a job teaching. Left Victoria's Secret.
6. Planned a wedding.
7. Left my teaching job.
8. Got married.
9. Moved to South Carolina.
It's been hectic. Now that I'm in SC, not so hectic. I haven't found a job yet so I have plenty of time to update my blog now! Plus, Milledge and I are happily spending time only in Beaufort for awhile. We are over driving somewhere every weekend, and now that we're married we don't have to.
I need a new name for my blog. Let me know if you have any suggestions.
1. Moved back to Palm City.
2. Started working at Victoria's Secret.
3. Spent all my free time in St. Augustine.
4. Got engaged.
5. Got a job teaching. Left Victoria's Secret.
6. Planned a wedding.
7. Left my teaching job.
8. Got married.
9. Moved to South Carolina.
It's been hectic. Now that I'm in SC, not so hectic. I haven't found a job yet so I have plenty of time to update my blog now! Plus, Milledge and I are happily spending time only in Beaufort for awhile. We are over driving somewhere every weekend, and now that we're married we don't have to.
I need a new name for my blog. Let me know if you have any suggestions.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Visitors!
About two weeks ago now I got a text message from my mom…
Pamcakes: Or would Friday be better?
Me: What do you mean?
Pamcakes: How could I make it any clearer?
Hmm… Maybe you could explain what was going on?! So I called my mother and it turned out that she had sent me a previous text that I had not received about her coming down to see me that night. I was beyond excited. Sometimes living in the Keys can feel very cutoff from the rest of the world, and I really miss my family, so it’s nice to see people from the real world/mainland.
Hayley and Pamcakes came down last Sunday night and spent the whole day with me on Sunday in Marathon . First we ate at IHOP. Delicious! I hadn’t eaten there since Tan came down for Easter. After that we went to the Turtle Hospital
We learned about sea turtles, some things I knew before, and some things I didn’t. For example I knew that all seven species of sea turtles in the world are endangered. I did not know that green sea turtles are actually named for their body fat which has a distinct green hue because of all the sea grass they eat. The best part was that we got to see lots of cute little turtles there, including Scooter.
Scooter is three years old and adorable. He’s a loggerhead sea turtle. I watched him swim around for awhile, but we weren’t allowed to touch any of the sea turtles which is no fun at all.
This guy, Izzy, got hit by a boat propeller. He’s a green sea turtle.
This was Mom’s favorite sea turtle, Corona
If you ever come down to Marathon, you should definitely check out the Turtle Hospital
We also went to Sombrero Beach Florida Keys . It’s gorgeous there. We laid around and read books. Hayley tried to get the tan that she lost when she left summer camp (It didn’t work).
Then we went to Sunset Grille with Milledge. The food was delicious, and we made it in time for sunset which was nice. It was sad to see Mom and Hayley leave, but we had a great time. Now I’m even more excited to see most of the family at Thanksgiving, which is coming up soon. Happy November!
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