stuff worth sharing

Community.
Ryan and I accidentally-on-purpose forgot to cancel our free trial to Hulu plus. But we're only keeping it for one month. For reals. (If we could just get internet in our apartment building, and not have to get internet and cable, we would keep it forever.) Annnnyways, through Hulu plus, we've discovered our love for 'Community.'
We'd both heard about the show, but never took the time to actually watch it. Turns out that was a mistake because the show is hilarious. It's no 'New Girl' but it actually has me laughing out loud at points, which is a rare find in a tv show.

I think I never gave it a chance because of a.) Joel Mchale and b.) the title. I don't really like Joel Mchale, but he actually is kind of perfect for this role. So kudos to you, Mr. Casting Director. And the title? Well, I thought it was just going to be a second-rate 'Parks and Rec' wanna-be, but it's actually about community college. And all the characters are so spot on, it's hilarious.

Oh, Pierce!

Chevy Chase is just an added bonus of absolute comedic perfection. He plays his character so well.


Flea Market Finds
Ooooo baby, did I get some good stuff at the flea market today! This was actually the first time I was happy my friend Beth (who moved back home to Michigan in December) wasn't with me...because I would have spent a lot of money. Ryan was my shopping buddy today and after I spent $22 he said, "Okay. Let's get you out of here before you spend all our money."
Here's what that $22 went to...

A globe! We have one globe and I love it so much that I kind of always keep my eyes peeled for globes. I really like that it has the "Union of Soviet Socialist Republics", "Czechoslovakia", "French West Africa"and "Tanganyika"on it.

Typewriter Keys. I'm loving the "Floating Shift" (As will my mom, I'm sure.)

And now.
For the most ultimate flea market find ever...

I know what you're thinking. "I didn't see that right. It can't be..."
But oh, it can be, my dear friends. It can be.

And it is. Real Polaroid film.
The film alone is going for about $60 on amazon. And guess how much I paid for the film, camera and bag?  Oh, just $7.00. A MEASLY SEVEN DOLLARS.
The more I think about it, the more I feel bad because I straight-up ripped that lady off. I should have told her she was sitting on gold. I guess that's what you get for having the gift of mercy. Gosh darn you, Nancy, and your compassionate heart!

I've actually been meaning to post about Polaroid film for a while because my younger sister Julie surprised me with an awesome present of The Impossible Project film, (which I'm assuming she got the idea from this post.) The Impossible Project is group of people who studied Polaroid film and the chemicals that make it work and eventually learned how to recreate the film. It runs for about $30 a pack, but that's much better than $60-$100!! I was just waiting to share about it until I had taken a few more awesome pictures :) So now I'll just post the pics when I finish the pack. So far...they rock! So thanks again, Julie!

philly bucket list

While watching a show the other day, a character said, "There's only 52 Saturdays in a year!" And I suddenly realized...we have less than 52 weekends in Philadelphia. That's not very much. And we still had a bunch of stuff we wanted to do.

So we made a bucket list. A list of everything that we want to do...things that we would be sad about if we didn't do them before moving to Cali. Or Japan. Or Australia. (No, Ryan doesn't have his orders yet, but wishful thinking never hurt anyone.)

Here's our Philly Bucket List.
And here's to hoping we have enough time and money to check everything off and then some!

 

I also realized that I stopped doing our "What We Did in Philly" posts. Mostly because we were a little too poor to do "extra-curricular" stuff for a while there. But I'll be starting those posts back up with our Philly Bucket List.

Anyways, moving on...because this post is even boring me!
We actually checked something off our list last weekend...The Franklin Institute!

 Ryan gets discounted tickets through his school, so we bought some last spring. They sat in my paper organizer for so long, we just never found the time to go. Which is funny, because at that point we were still at our first apartment, so the Franklin Institute was literally in our front yard. No joke. Outside our window was their lunar lander.

See? That's our old apartment. I took this picture through an
exhibit, so don't mind the window. And fuzzy plastic case.
Also, the lunar lander is in front of those cars.
I'm not a liar. You just have to trust me.

Our tickets included admission to the IMAX as well, so we started the day out with "Coral Reef Adventures." A movie about...coral reefs. Reefs? Reeves? Keanu Reeves? No, it's reefs.
I kind of got a little dizzy at points, but it was still cool.

Then we walked through the museum. We both really liked it, there was a lot of hands on stuff to do, covering a variety of topics. We had a blast!

Part of the Machines in Motion exhibit

More Machines in Motion.

Shimmer wall. I kind of want one of my own.

I was most looking forward to walking through the big heart. It was a disappointment. And I was starting to get claustrophobic at the end. I was freaking out a little bit [err, a lot] on the inside. I was so happy when I saw the end. I was only moments away from screaming, "GET ME OUT OF HERE!" and running past the small child and his grandpa in front of us.

The only picture Ryan took of me.
I need to teach that boy how to use my camera.
(Maybe it's a guy thing; my dad couldn't take a clear
picture with it to save his life. Which is why I inherited it.)

Take that, Franklin Institute!

thrifting win

Look what I spotted for sale over at Urban Outfitters today...

Hahaha! Look familiar?
That's what I call a thrifting win. And there was a part of me that couldn't decide if I thought the gold was tacky or kind of pretty in its own unique way. So I painted one of them and didn't like it at all. Now I'm gonna give the gold a chance...hang it on the wall as is for a few days and see how I'm feeling.

chick-fil-a got awesome

I didn't grow up near a Chick-fil-a.
Actually the first time I remember having it was in my third year of college.
And I thought, "What's the big deal?"
Everyone always raves about Chick-fil-a, and I didn't get why.
We've tried it a couple of times since moving to Philly, but always with the same result. Not loving it.

Well last weekend, I saw the chick and really wanted a milkshake. Plus also, I was super hungry. So we ended up going in and getting some food.

And whoa. It was awesome.
Minus the fact that my chicken nuggets were LITERALLY the size of my thumbnail.
I hate when people say literally when it's not true. So when I use that word, just know that I'm being truthful and not exaggerating.
And I mean, the nuggets were still delicious, but I should have gotten like 24 and not 6.

Cookies and Cream Milkshake. We should have gotten two.

As we were walking in, I saw an ad for their new dipping cheese sauce. So I gave it a go.
And it was incredible. I wanted to put it on everything I would ever eat in my entire life. It was the most delicious artificial cheese I have ever eaten. Ever. In my entire life.

I know. It looks disgusting. Like it's gonna go straight to your arteries and give you a heart attack in approximately 2.5 weeks. But looks aren't everything my friend, they aren't everything.

So I've come to the conclusion that for me to like Chick-fil-a, I just need to go in with low expectations. Every time I've gone in expecting to be blown away by their awesome food, it's like, "Meh. That was sub-par." But this time I went in expecting a sub-par meal and ended up being like, "HOLY WAFFLE FRIES, THIS CHEESE DIP JUST CHANGED MY LIFE!"

That, or Chick-fil-a really just got a whole lot better.

new little pretties

Cutie little owl

SUPERWAGON!
It's one of our dreams to own a Vanagon, so when we spotted this little vintage beauty
of an advertisement at a flea market this summer FOR ONE DOLLAR, we had to have it.

Pretty shelf (that is finally up) to put them on
This shelf is still in its trial please-stay-hanging-up phase,
which is why there are only two things on it.
[Also, part 2 of our apartment tour: this is our entryway hall.]

Pretty painting from my sister for Christmas
[It looks AWESOME in our living room, Em!]

Pretty daffodils tell me spring is on its way
Plus, they're only $1.50 for 10 stems at Trader Joe's. Gotta love that.

My friend, Anna, has lots of little pretties in her new shop, The Lucas Legacy.
[Go get yourself something pretty and support her return to Uganda
and the adoption of a beautiful little child]

Pretty pictures for the bathroom

A pretty hoo-hoo-hooty owl to hold my rings and earrings.
For only $5!

Pretty yummy lemon blueberry dump cake.
It's already gone.

Tacky decoration. There is nothing pretty about these except their potential.
(I am so poetic)
We found 2 of these at a local thrift store, threw caution to the wind,
and bought them even though neither of us were sure on our feelings about them.
Guess we'll see how they turn out after I try and make them beautiful.

Kony 2012

I had a pretty little post all laid out and ready to publish today.
But then I finally watched the Kony 2012 video that's been going viral.
And well, my pretty little post...it can wait.

If you haven't watched this video yet, you need to now.
It's only 29 minutes and worth every second

.

If you're reading this sentence and haven't watched the video yet, shame on you.

When I was watching this video, I couldn't help but think of God's timing in my life. Had this video been posted/trending a month ago, I wouldn't have watched it. I'm well aware of Joseph Kony and the LRA. It's not new news. So I wouldn't have watched it. I'm just being honest. I told you, I don't like reading about Uganda. I don't like looking at pictures or watching videos. It makes me sad. And, as much as I hate to admit this, it makes me feel like God is tormenting me and playing with my heart. "Remember that time I sent you to Uganda and made you think I had big plans for your life? A beautiful plan that would involve this beautiful country in a big way? And you fell so hard and so fast and so in love? And then I had you return home and live in a stinky city?" That's how I feel when I hear about Uganda. It makes me quickly lose faith and hope.

So, lately, I've been reading about Uganda. And wondering, "Why now? Why is this all coming up again now?"
I guess I know now.
This is something I can do.
This is something I can do from here.
This is something for me to be a part of.

Kony 2012.
Let's make him famous.

And yes, I'm well aware that Joseph Kony is no longer in Uganda or abducting children in the mass numbers that he used to be. But that doesn't change the fact that he is a terrible man who needs to be stopped.

powdered sugar

In a rampage of eating everything sugary in the house earlier this week, I made a batch of puppy chow. Maybe after eating 3 brownies. Get over it. I clearly have. It was marvelous and I regret not a single second of it.

Anyways, so after eating dinner tonight, I wanted some of said puppy chow. Ryan did too. (Another little kid trait of Ryan's...he sees me eat a sweet and he haaaaaas to have one too. And then he blames me for gaining weight after getting married. Sheesh.)

We were sitting on the couch, and because Ryan is known for spilling everything he eats on his shirt (I swear I'm married to a 24-year-old. He's not actually 6), I say to him, "DO NOT spill any. Don't make a powdered sugary mess on the couch!" He took one piece and it was just too much stress on me, so I suggested he eats his off his plate.

I start pouring it out of the bag onto his plate, being careful to not drop a single piece on our couch."That's enough," he says, so I stop pouring. I flip the bag back on my lap, and in the process dump powdered sugar all. over. me.

My camera needs to be charged, so I couldn't snap a picture, but basically I looked like this little girl.

Awesome.
I busted out laughing.
And I clearly owe Rye an apology :)