"You'll Be Happier When You're Older"

Blogger: Amanda

All my life I have looked younger than I am.  I used to complain about this endlessly and the response from surrounding adults was always, “you’ll be happier when you are older.”  Newsflash to all those speaking to a young girl, the fact that she will look like she’s forty when she’s fifty doesn’t exactly enthrall an eight year old.  In fact, try talking to that girl who looks like she’s ten during middle school and she will give you a major eye roll.  I have a beautiful younger sister named Rachel and people began to ask us if we were twins.  As I was four years older, naturally I was insulted.  Fast-forward to my family vacation in St.  Marteen when we were renting little two-seater motor boats for a tour.  You had to be at least 18 years old to drive the motor boat and as I was pulling out of the dock we got yelled at in front of the whole tour group, “Hey, you girls, the older one has to be driving!”  Sorry tour guide, that’s me.  

While not looking my age used to be a major issue, once I turned twenty-one I finally started to appreciate all the good things that have come looking young. 

Benefits include:

I paid the seventeen and under fifty-cent bus fare on the Seattle Bus System way longer than I should have.

I totally play up the young girl thing when I am lost and asking for directions.

I can continue pursuing my undergrad without anyone asking me “why did you come back to school?”

When my car ran out of battery because I stupidly left my car light on, I told the nearest AAA man that this was my first car and I didn’t know what to do….. he then proceeded to jump my car, free of charge. 

While I can laugh at the silly things that help, there are still little things that are just a little embarrassing about looking apparently underage…

Examples:

At QFC the other day waiting in line for my Boar Head Deli Meat sample when the sample lady asked me if I had a parent around because you have to be 18 to get a sample.

Whenever I am out and show my ID they linger over it for a significant amount of time and then proceed to do the same with all my friends’ Ids.

In a class the other day I was asked if I was taking summer courses to get a head start on my freshman year….

While none of this actually matters, it still makes me laugh when I am asked if I have a parent around to obtain a tiny piece of meat in the grocery store. Hopefully as I get older I will have more stories to add on to the Benefits list and I will let many of the adults in my past say the four most coveted words.  I told you so. 

Home Sweet Home

Blogger: Olivia

The past two weekends I have travelled to Lexington to look for a place to live for the upcoming year, and in my search, I have realized how little I know about the type of house I want.  I am much more familiar with describing what I do not want in a house, rather than what exactly I am looking for.  I lived in an apartment throughout undergrad, so I never really had the opportunity to look at the many variations that houses provide.  I do know that I love cabins, but I don't think that is a truly a realistic option for a house, more of a vacation home, am I getting ahead of myself?

New House! Look at those floors!

Fortunately, after endless searching and two trips to Lexington my roommates and I found a house we like (with no AC) that we will be living in for the next school year.  One of the major selling points for me was the location, within a 20 minute walk to the law school.  Secondly, I loved the hardwood floors, an element that adds character to old houses, or houses in general rather.









Considering my roommates are only renting this house, I cannot even imagine the pressure that goes into buying or building a house.  Oh, and once you buy the house, you have to decorate it, oh goodness.  I guess my question is, when am I going to figure out what my style is? My mother asked me what my decorating schedule was the other day, and my answer was clearly "no idea."  Renting this house is a step in the right direction of finding my style right? Baby steps.

I think one of these rugs would be wonderful.

top five reasons O should blog

Blogger: Emily 

Well it sure has been quiet around here. 

Here are the top five reasons why OMF should blog ASAP. 

1. She has an interesting life
2. She is funny
3. She knows how to type
4. She is going cool places this summer
5.  I have incriminating photos of her. Just saying.

Emily

Blogger: Amanda


Emily was born in Hawaii, moved to Fairfax, then Germany, then back to Fairfax in middle school.  In high school Emily was the overachiever in school also finding time for track, Odyssey of the Mind, and of course Girl Scouts.  Emily graduated this Spring from the College of William and Mary where she only got excellent grades and ate lots of Ramen noodles.  Things to know about Emily: she is probably funnier than you, she doesn't go to sleep until about three in the morning, she has a twin brother, and her wit is only rivaled by her sass.

Welcome to the thread & introductions

Blogger: Emily 

We've been talking about this blog for a few months now and even agreed on a title and URL, created a banner and then... nothing. So here goes! 

We'll start with introductions. Since self-introductions can be awkward, I''ll introduce A and O and they can fill you in on the rest. 

Amanda was born and raised in Fairfax, VA. She then left to train for ballet in NYC, before leaving for Seattle where she dances at PNB. She is a professional (ballet) dancer which is never easy to explain to strangers at bars. Amanda is a beautiful ballerina, a college student, and bossy in the kitchen.

Olivia was born and raised in Clifton, VA. She just graduated from James Madison University and will be attending Washington and Lee for law school in the fall. What a smarty! She studied abroad in Rome so she is our Italian expert. Olivia will impress you with her speed-hiking and crafting skills.

Is it a coincidence they own the same dress? I think not.

Happy Birthday Blog!