Wants and Needs.

When I was in the 3rd grade and we were learning about "Home Economics,"
we learned a great deal about the difference between "Wants and Needs."

Well, apparently I really took to that information because for the rest of year
when someone in my family (like my sister) would say
that they were going to buy something from the store (take lipstick for example)
I would proudly and seriously say "That is a WANT not a NEED, Sissy!"

Since then I've sort of blurred the line between wants and needs.
Today I compiled a little list of things that I "need" to buy,
and while some people could argue this is more of a want list, I have decided that it is, indeed,
a NEED list because they are things that I think about so often.

1) Coffeemaker (so I can stop spending my money on Starbucks)

2) Running Shoes (my old ones are really worn and also currently really hurting my toe after I workout)

3) Laura Mercier Illuminating Tinted Moisturizer (I love wearing tinted moisturizer in the summer because I hate wearing heavy makeup in the heat, plus this stuff should make your skin ga-low, according to reviewers)

4) Bathing Suit ( My current bathing suit that I have both pieces to has these really obnoxious tie things that stress me out. I'd like a lil' simplicity please. Also, I'd preferably like one that would make me look like Alessandra. Awesome.)

5) Teeth Whitening Strips ( Just cause)


So. Ya know, all in all, I'd say that's not an over the top list.
Hopefully I'll get some of these items checked off as the next couple of weeks go on.



Anything on your "wants and needs" list?





'Til next time...




-C

workin it out.

I've always tried to work out pretty consistently,
and sometimes I'm even successful at this.
But starting this week, Jordan and I are buckling down.
We have a fridge full of healthy food,
and today we made our first trip to the gym since turning over our new leaf.

Well let me just say,
that although I am not one of those girls that CAN'T work out (my hips don't lie),
I. hate. it.


To be fair, I don't hate ALL of it.
There are parts that I only dislike, rather than hate.
I don't mind a few bicep curls,
I actually enjoy sit ups,
and squats aren't the worst thing in the world.

But running?
Running.
I just don't like it.
I have tried.
I do it. Pretty often.
I even run fairly far distances so it's not like I haven't given it a chance.
But that "runners high" that everyone talks about?
I'd like to know how to get that.
Because the greatest runners high I've ever gotten
is simply not wanting to bang my head in the pavement when I'm finished.

Maybe in a few weeks I'll feel differently.

'Til next time...

-C

Kids say the darndest things.

Yesterday as I was checking out of the grocery store, the little girl in front of me decided to strike up a little conversation.

Girl: "What's your name?"

Me: "I'm Caitlin, what your name?"

Girl: "Brittany. How many kids do you have Caitlin?"

Me: "Oh, I actually don't have any kids yet!"

Girl: "You don't? So you're all alone?"

Me: "Well, yes, I guess so..."

Girl: " So you don't have anybody but yourself?"

Me: "Well...um...I do have a roommate..."

Girl: (silent, and not impressed with this)

And then I smiled and said it was nice to meet you, and hurried along to the taxi with Jordan to load our groceries.

A bit o' this, A bit o' that

This week has been madness, so therefore my blog suffers. Here's what's been happenin'.

-I finished school. THANK THE HEAVENS. Mr. Motivation had left me long before it was supposed to, but somehow I stumbled through and now it's summertime.

-I moved out of my stinky ol' dorm and into a darling apartment with Jordan (one of my favorite people) for the summer. I'm just subletting a room from Jordan's wonderful roommate, and it's very exciting not to be in a dungeon anymore.

-I ordered pizza for Jordan and me 2 days ago, but we ended up having a lot of leftovers. We decided that when the pizza is gone we have to start eating healthy together. We're down to one slice. Gulp.

-Trevor comes home for the summer in 8 days! I'm tha-rilled.

-Something about summer nights makes me actually feel like a young, college student, and it's kind of nice :)


'Til next time folks...

-C

Pretty Obsessions.

I'm falling in love with letter press prints these days.

via made by girl

via made by girl

I want these in my room. 

Also. 

I think I'd like to be a professional hostess/table setter for a living, please.

via martha stewart

Carnations don't usually get much credit, but I love the way they look en masse.

via martha stewart

'Til next time...

-C

Here's to moving forward.

The year is coming to an end and I honestly can't believe how fast it flew. 

I feel like just yesterday I was packing up the car to move in to my dorm, and now I'm packing to move out of it 

(NOT that I am complaining about that part) 

When I was walking back from Kroger today, 

I had a flashback of my first day in Cincinnati when my Mom had just left

 and I decided to walk to Kroger to buy myself some flowers to brighten up the dungeon that is Calhoun Hall.

I was so many things that day.

I was so excited to finally be in college. 

I was scared to be at CCM because I had no idea what to expect.

I felt awkward because Trevor came to school in Cincinnati first and while I never liked to admit it-it took me a while to understand that this could be my school too, and I didn't need to feel embarrassed for wanting to go here.

My life has done a complete 180 in the last year.

The girl who walked to Kroger in September to buy flowers for her dingy dorm room is not the same girl that is getting ready to move out.

Somehow or another, I am now a communications student.

Somehow or another, Trevor and I navigated our relationship back to a point that I feared we'd never be at again.

Somehow or another, I feel confident in where I am and where I'm going (even though I'm still not entirely sure where that is)

Last night, I saw the CCM Freshman Showcase, and 

Real Talk: it was also the first night since I left CCM that I really missed it. 

I was really sad seeing my class up there performing, because while I was incredibly proud and amazed by the entire performance, I couldn't believe that I wasn't apart of it.

 It honestly feels like a dream sometimes because I can't believe how everything has turned out. 

Note: I said dream, not nightmare.

As I sat with my class last night at Shanghai Mamas drinking cosmos and engaging in girl talk and my fellow friends talked about how they "survived" and "made it through" their first year, I felt a slight twinge of embarrassment and fear that maybe, I had failed. I didn't survive it or make it through CCM and while I don't regret my decision, last night was the first time that I actually thought "what if I had?"

And it's true. I didn't make it through CCM,

or CCM didn't make it through me,

but I did make it through my first year of college with a handful of new lessons,

a ton of new memories,

hundreds of new blog posts, 

more options for myself than I've ever had, 

a relationship that I'm proud of, 

and a whole lot of new friends that I wouldn't trade for anything.

I don't know what lies ahead of me, 

and obviously trying to determine that is useless

because clearly, life doesn't turn out the way that you plan it to.

And for the first time in my life, I'm learning to be okay with that.

Please excuse my absence.

Can't. talk. now.
So. much. to. do.
Finals.
Papers.
Moving.
Etc.
Will update when brain can function properly this weekend.
Stay tuned.
Lots of blog goodies coming your way ;).

-C