The Table

Here she is. My beautiful 100 year old table. 

Ok, so maybe she isn't so beautiful right now. She's been neglected for 20 years in an old building, she hasn't had a good coat of stain since she was built, and she's beat up. 

A little glue, a little sanding, a little stain, a little varnish, a new knob, and she will be beautiful.  

I can't wait to see what she's going to look like in my new home! 

New Hair!

So, super bad picture, but you get the idea! I LOVE my new hair!!! I really was very nervous, but I'm so happy I just did it!

I Finally Did It

Chopped my hair off that is. I had been debating for a long time on whether or not to cut it, or to wait till I had enough to donate, but I took the plunge on a whim! Pictures will be coming as soon as I have an excellent hair day.

A Compliment...

From someone I love always makes my day. Today was one of those days :)

Annoyed

I really can't stand when people don't pay attention in class, sleep, or just flat out don't come and then expect me to help them on their study guide the night before the test. Because I don't need to study or anything.

But I keep doing it. Why? Because I'm a nice person and I can't say no.

Some days, I wish I could skip class and have notes handed to me, but that will never happen.

Two Tests Tomorow....

Which means I should be studying instead of blogging. So. Much. To. Do.

Really, all I want to do is sleep, but there is this pesky thing called school.

Rest assured, tomorrow at 12:30 when I get home, I will be taking a very long a blissful nap.

Then back to the grind of homework.

The Great Communicator

This semester, I am in a Methods of Historical Research Class and we have to write a 10 page paper that we later turn into a 20 page paper. I chose to write my paper on Ronald Reagan. I am so excited to learn more about him and his presidency! I ordered a LOT of books the other day for my project, and I got the first one today and it made me even more excited! So far, I've learned a lot. And what I've learned, I like.

I Love When...

You read a book, and you find that it mirrors your own life in some way or another. I read this in Pride and Prejudice today, and I thought it was just perfect!!

-"Women fancy admiration means more than it does."
-"And men take care that they should."

I laughed so hard, because it is so true!! It is so comforting to know that humans have gone through the same thing for hundreds of years and that you aren't the only one.

Kudos to Jane Austen for making me feel like a normal person.

The Best Valentine's Day

I wasn't going to blog today. Today was supposed to be an ordinary, nothing special kind of day. Boy, was I wrong!

My day started off completely normal, I sat in class, I came home, I started researching for a project, then behold! I get this text from Shaina! She says, I have something for you! I was very perplexed as to what this was, I thought that my Girl Scout cookies had come in, which were to come in handy for the activities I had planned for the rest of the evening. She however had something way better than Girl Scout cookies. She surprised me with a Valentine's Day balloon and a package of Reeses, which by the way, are my favorite! I cannot tell you how much that meant to me!

After that, I headed over to Tonia's to give her a Valentine that I thought would be perfect for her. She loved it, and we sat on the back porch eating fun dip and just talking. Then we went to the store and  picked out some meat. haha It's never a dull moment at the Hobbs household, let me tell you!

I came home, and put my Pj's on in preparation for a long night of studying, dinner with my parents, and some Hawaii Five-0. Well, when my parents came home, they had a vase of roses for me! Then as mom was making dinner I get a text from Cameron.

Turns out he was sitting at home alone too, so we went to La Fiesta...and he paid for my dinner. Now this isn't a habit for us, so I was very surprised! It was so much fun! And the ice cream we went and got at Geno's was great too! I just love spending time with him, and I'm so glad I got to on Valentine's Day.

Whew! That was a long post, but here are some pictures!

Now I am sitting at home, windows open, burning my new Wild Honeysuckle candle, listening to Love Songs Pandora station, and learning about Ronald Reagan. Life. Is. Good. 

Why I Hate Valentine's day

I know that it is so cliche that the single girl hates Valentine's Day, but I have so many reasons as to why I loathe the holiday.

1. When I was younger, I never got anything at school. I sat and watched all the other girls get roses and balloons and teddy bears brought in by the cart into class. I always hated it, because I knew I wouldn't get anything. That is not to say that I never got anything at home for V-day, my parents always got me something, and I saved every balloon that my grandpa gave me. But there was just something to the idea of getting those things for everyone to see at school.

2. I've never understood the point of bears with big hearts. What in the world do you do with a stuffed animal the size of Rhode Island in your bedroom? I mean it's cute for like a day, but it gets in the way. Plus that is a total waste of 40 bucks! And I don't really like Conversation Hearts, I remember them being so much better when I was a kid!

3. And now the inevitable, I think it's just a ploy to make single people feel miserable. I can't even get on Facebook without seeing everyone being mushy towards their significant other, or waiting in anticipation for what their boyfriend is going to do for them that night. And I will admit, I just really love flowers, and I don't like watching everyone else getting them and knowing that I'm not.

One of these days, maybe I will like Valentine's Day, but this year's official stance is that I hate it.

I do however love vintage Valentines.

Making a House a Home

As you may know, I've been up to my ears in remodeling for almost 2 years now. When I first stepped into my new house, there were electrical problems, plumbing problems, drywall problems, floor joist problems, ceiling problems, and basically any type of problem you can imagine, and that's not even touching the outside. The house is almost 80 years old, it had been neglected for the past 20, and it's previous re-modelers were drug addicts, so you can only imagine. Finally, my little baby is starting to look like a home instead of just a house.

This is my bathroom, vanity is in progress. 

My bedroom was getting the first coat of paint it had had in many many years. 

This is the office, which is currently acting as a "catch all" for things that I have collected for when I move in that mom wouldn't let me keep in her house. 

This is my bedroom with one coat of paint!! It dried a bit darker, but I am in love with the color. 

I found this hidden treasure in the back of an ancient picture frame that my mom found at a flea market years ago. I was so sad that it was water damaged. The copyright is from 1916. 

I will hopefully have more to update soon, and with some better pictures, but there is a taste! I can't wait to move in!!

For The Love of Crafts

I thoroughly enjoy crafts, although, I never seem to have enough time, or good ideas to make pretty things. These are two of my favorite projects:

 It's amazing what a plain wooden box and a little Modpodge will do, isn't it?

And this is a collage of pictures that I took in NYC and Washington D.C. that I put together for a Veteran's Day art project forever ago. The two men in the center are my grandfather and great grandfather. Both of whom fought in WWII, neither of which I ever had the pleasure of meeting. 

On a second note, I think I need a bigger bookshelf. Oh, and that isn't all of my books...I think I have a problem. 

Excuse the boxes in the picture, I've been trying to clean out and organize my room. It's not working too well as you can see.

New Favorite Show

Hawaii Five-0, the new version, is a fantastic show! 

Plus it doesn't hurt that there are some very handsome gentlemen, one plays a former Navy Seal. 

And it's in Hawaii, what is not to love???

What can I say, I have a thing for manly crime fighters. 

Words of Wisdom from Mrs. Kay

Last night I explained my "situation" to Mrs. Kay, and she had a very truthful answer. 

Best Friends. 

That is exactly the relationship.  

But, the question is, can guys and girls be "just best friends?" 

I've come to terms with the fact that I might have to tell him goodbye one day, because for me, it's just not possible. 

Oh, and Ms. Jo thinks I'm some sort of "scarlet woman" or something.

Every time a even mention a member of the opposite sex, she assumes that sex is involved,  because "handsome young men can talk you into anything." I guess my morals count for nothing and the men that I hang out with are all out to get me pregnant. Is that really how the older generation sees us? Because if it is, they are missing out on a lot of great young men and women of sound moral character. 

But good news is, if I ever "get in jail or in trouble," all I have to do is go live with Ms. Jo. 

Hmmm, seems to me as though I would get into MORE trouble living with her than living my life the way I am now. 

Date or No Date?

It seems as though it gets harder each time to decipher whether or not the outings with Mr. C are more date-like than friend-like.

It was his birthday, so we celebrated. He's a pilot, so I got him a beautiful picture of a plane and framed it for him. Yesterday he texted me a picture of it already hanging on his wall.

I bought his dinner, he paid for my movie.

There was lots of laughter.

Some close sitting in the movie.

Still more laughter.

The thing is, we've been doing this for so long, I just can't remember what it was even like before. Everything has been so gradually progressive that it makes it difficult to decide.

Did I mention that we are both super shy?

Oh, and we only sang mushy love songs all the way home from The Fort.

When he got out of my car, I almost cried. Cried. The tears were there. So pathetic. I don't know what is happening to me.

I get random text messages asking how my day was, dinner invitations, funny stories, etc. It's really endearing, but also confusing.

Men are ridiculous.