Leap of Faith

So I know I haven't written a post in weeks, and I am terribly sorry about that. I just haven't been inspired and wanted to wait until I actually had something to say. So here I go! I have figured out that my main focus in life, subconsciously and consciously has been on finding love. Some may say that's typical, others may say I should find a better way to spend my time, and the latter may be right, but I pray they aren't. As some of you know, I'm known to be quite an old fashioned girl. If a guy wants to talk to me he has to talk first. That's a very important rule as it shows respect for the different roles we have in society and is just the polite thing to do. I also don't do the pursuing. I've had many guys play hard to get with me and they lost their opportunity because I happily gave them to the other girl. A girl doesn't want to be one of the girls you talk to that way. She wants to be the only girl you have eyes for.

As some of you know there is an old tradition for Leap Day that states that a woman can propose to the man she wants to marry on Leap Day. Yes, I watched the Amy Adams movie when it came out a few years back. Yes, my friends and I jokingly planned for finding guys to propose to on Leap Day. It's all in good fun to joke about, but it's really a foolish plan to put into practice.

Think about it. If a guy doesn't propose to you, he isn't ready to marry you. So what would you asking accomplish? Even if he says yes, there's many problems with that situation. The biggest problem is the fact that some wimpy guy that gypped you out of the fairytale proposal just embarrassed you in front of all of society by making you propose to him and you fell for it! Don't do it! Horrible plan.

So anyways back to my love story. The guy I have liked for the past several months is very difficult to read. A quality I can appreciate because I like a challenge. On the other hand, I am quite the open book. A quality I'm not very fond of about myself, but can't easily be changed. Nonetheless, I haven't compromised my values for him, nor has he asked me to, which is admirable. When we talk, he talks first. When we talk, it's always appropriate. When we talk, I'm the happiest girl in the world. When we talk, we have a refreshingly honest friendship and get to know things no one else knows about each other. Liking someone and putting the effort in is a leap of faith, but if you don't have to risk something, can it really turn into love? If not, what's the point? That's my rant for today!

God Bless,

Jenny J

Girl Out Of Texas

I absolutely love to travel. Airports make me happy and are strangely one of the few places I can go and really feel alive. Planes are altogether a different story, but I get by. So last week I embarked on a journey to Washington DC marking my fourth visit to my beloved nation's capital. I was visiting for The Conservative Political Action Conference (CPAC). I was ecstatic about going because I planned on meeting many of my Twitter friends, which I was fortunate enough to do. I have to admit my expectations were way above realistic. I met some incredible people who were very pleasant to be around. While a few others were totally unimpressive flakes. But I guess that's life in a nutshell. Anyways I will sum up a few of my highlights to show you the significance of my trip.

US Capitol Tour: This was my first stop in DC and my first tour of the Capitol. I've got to say I'm very blessed to live in Jeb Hensarling's district because I had some very awesome tour guides!

• There is an echo that can be heard across from where John Quincy Adam's desk was placed and it was said he always knew what was going on in the room! It was pretty cool!
• The statues of Ronald Reagan and Dwight D Eisenhower were placed coincidently next to each other when strangely enough they both had a direct connection with the Berlin Wall.
• There is a cript underneath the Capitol which was supposed to be the burial place of George Washington, but he wanted to be buried at his home: Mt. Vernon.
• There is a star on the ground that symbolized the center of DC at the time the Capitol was built.

My nephew Jameson and myself

Tortilla Coast: The Pre-CPAC celebration where I met many people from Twitter for the very first time. A few noteworthy people are:

• Ryan Teply is just awesome. It was a pleasure to meet and hang out with him.
• Kayla Anderson is so welcoming and kind. I got to know her pretty well throughout my trip and it came to no surprise why everyone knows and loves her! And her dog JEB!
• Kevin Eder was surprisingly very personable and friendly. He's the ultimate must follow on Twitter and just the coolest person in real life.

 

Kevin Eder "@keder" and myself

White House Tour: My tour of the White House was quite short and photography was not allowed. Quite Interesting! Weird to see a painting of Hillary Clinton though.

CPAC Day 1: This day was filled with many speeches in the Marriott Ballroom. A few noteworthy speakers include: Marco Rubio*, Jim DeMint, Jim Jordan, Kirk Cameron, Michele Bachmann, and my favorite Governor Rick Perry!*

* I recommend watching Rubio's speech! Just incredible!
http://www.therightscoop.com/full-speech-marco-rubio-at-cpac-2012/

Also, Rick Perry's speech is so awesome! I was so proud!
http://www.therightscoop.com/full-speech-rick-perry-at-cpac-2012/

I also met a few more friends from Twitter on this day like my dear friend Alex Coelho and others!

A huge Congratulations to a fellow young conservative Brandon Kiser who was featured on CNN that morning. You can find more from him at www.therightsphere.com

http://www.mrctv.org/videos/young-conservative-brandon-kiser-appears-cnn-discuss-cpac

CPAC Day 2: Not super eventful.

• I caught the second half of Governor Mike Huckabee's speech. I've always liked him and his stance on social issues.
• I went to a student luncheon sponsored by the Young America's Foundation. The speaker was former VA Governor George Allen. I was upset that this event conflicted with Mitt Romney's speech. Fortunately, I also missed the Occupy Movement's disruptive activity on various events.
• I went to an awesome Hollywood Panel featuring Ben Shapiro and Chuck Woolery. The topic of discussion was of course how conservatism has to go underground/remain hidden in Hollywood if conservatives want to work. Check out www.saveuschuckwoolery.com for hilarious but accurate videos.
• Andrew Breitbart's speech was absolutely incredible. I just adore him and his dedication to the conservative movement.

Ben Shapiro and myself

CPAC Day 3: Also not incredibly eventful.

• I stayed in my hotel room to watch most of the speeches because I didn't feel like sitting by myself in the ballroom.
• I went to a Pop Culture Panel featuring Stephen Baldwin and Jason Mattera. Very fascinating and informative. Later on when I went to get my picture with Stephen a reporter asked him about his stance on the legalization of marijuana. He told the reporter he was against it because it is a gateway drug and often leads to the use of heavier drugs. I was pleasantly shocked by his honesty and strong stance on the issue.

Stephen Baldwin, Jameson, and myself

No Big Deal

Sunday: Visit to Mount Vernon

• This was my second visit to George Washington's home. Absolutely magnificent. Just beautiful architecture and decor. Not to mention my mom loves to note that George Washington's house is painted the same color in one room as a room in my childhood home. We think that's just too funny!
• I watched a short video about George and Martha's love story. They had written approximately 300 love letters to each other. She burned all of them after his death in order to keep their love story private and for it to only belong to them.

Red Coats

Where Shields Meets Sword

Well I had an interesting trip, but I'm more than glad to be home! I really did miss Texas! If you would like to know more about my trip I'll be happy to share!

God Bless,
Jenny J

First Impressions

I've always been a fan of first impressions. Maybe because I think I usually give a pretty good one. In middle school and high school I would always befriend the transfer students who didn't know anyone else. They didn't have a chance to know I wasn't the most popular or the prettiest. They just knew me as the girl that sought out to be their friend and only asked that they be her friend in return. Tomorrow I am traveling to DC and will be meeting many friends for the very first time. You may ask "How can you be friends with people if you've never met them?" Well I exist in the Twitterverse. Twitter allows for me to give the same first impression I was able to give to those transfer students. Tweeps (people on Twitter) don't know or care about my social status or how pretty I am. They care about my thoughts, ideas and my quirky personality. For the last few days I've had a warped view on how I was going to let people to interpret who I am. I have bought new clothes, shoes, accessories, makeup, etc. because I wanted everyone to see me as a stunning young woman. And I still do, but I guess I should let go of all of my superficial thoughts and allow people to be impressed by me for whatever reason they allow their hearts to see.

Luggage

As some of you know I'm going on a trip to Washington DC on Wednesday. So the princess that I am insisted on having a new suitcase. I looked everywhere and was willing to settle for the cutest one possible at every store. Not only did it have to meet carry on dimension requirements, but it also had to be fashionable. Fashionable and functional. I went from "Purple/White Polka Dots" to "Sophisticated Merlot" to "Jessica Simpson" to "Rampage's Love Letter Collection" suitcase. My mom had to laugh and say "When you go visit your future boyfriend(s) are you going to let his family see your lovey dovey suitcase?" I laughed and said "They'd just be happy a girl like me was dating their son." She couldn't argue with that. I've always had an interesting outlook on luggage. Until very recently I would only pack my belongings into a yellow duffel bag because that's what Lindsay Lohan used in "The Parent Trap". Yes, I knew that. I've seen that movie maybe 300 times. Not exaggerating. Now I'm moving on to RLLC. What does that say about me? That I'm clouded by my hopeless romantic attitude and can't even pick out luggage without adding it into the equation? Yeah, I think that's it. Now I'm off to fit 25 outfits, 10 pairs of shoes, and my cat into said suitcase! Okay I'm exaggerating, I can't take Indy.

God Bless,
Jenny J

Full Plate Weekend

I had such a wonderful night tonight with my favorite Yackers celebrating the Super Bowl! We ate mounds and mounds of food and are probably going to all gain 5 pounds each! I was cheering for the Patriots all night and was disappointed with the Giants victory. I'm not the biggest sports fan, but I enjoy a good game now and again and tonight I got just that. That last Hail Mary pass had me clenching my teeth with hope that the Patriots would score. Yes, I'm an eternal optimist! Gah, I've been so busy but have had a wonderful weekend! Now I should get to packing for DC on Wednesday!

God Bless,
Jenny J

Busy Weekend

Sorry, loyal readers! I didn't have time to write anything today. I will make it up to you tomorrow with 2 postings! Sorry, sorry, sorry!

God Bless,
Jenny J

Define the Line

"You're the best definition of good intentions."

Months ago I had to develop an attitude towards my friendships in order to protect myself and others from crossing the lines in friendships. This attitude is called my "I do friendly not flirty" policy. Honestly, I make a few exceptions to my rule because I'm young and have crushes..well actually only one crush, one exception. But besides that, I am naturally a friendly person especially when it comes to guys. I grew up with two brothers and could always instantly become friends with guys. I can discuss sports, politics, literature, you name it. I can also pretend I don't know anything about a particular subject if someone is more comfortable showing me the ropes or explaining something to me like they explain it to everyone else. I've always thought of myself as the "friend zone" girl that guys tell everything to and plead with to set them up with the pretty girls I'm friends with. Just like anyone knows, the friend zone is not always desired, but on the other side of the coin it can also be the safety zone. I won't tell you that guys and girls can be just friends, because I know this simply isn't true. But guys and girls can not cross the line and prioritize their friendship to look past simple attraction. They can also respect the other person's feelings and be gentle with them - keeping the friendship intact with no awkward occurrences. Flirting is a natural instinct, and as long as a person is not married, I'd say it's allowed. Be tactful, personable, and willing to accept the lines drawn. And guys, if it's me you're wanting to win over, be straightforward. I'll be honest with you, pinky promise! Good luck!

God Bless,
Jenny J

Unfinished Poems Series One: Love (Poem 5)

So welcome to February everyone! The month where hopeless romantics everywhere get to be sappy and talk about love while everyone else just has to deal. Or something like that. I've never been bitter about Valentine Season even though I've never had a Valentine. Love is something I look forward to and embrace! You should too! Here's another poem about love to get all of your angst out of the way now!

I don't understand.
I continually over analyze every single thing that you say
even though I tell myself it's a waste of time.
Do you really mean this?
Why did you say that?
Maybe I can - Stop?
Stop.
It's so one sided.
Must I have to be so careful about not letting my feelings for him
show through the cracks in my words?
Is it really my burden to bear?
Where are his struggles, his agitations, his desires -
to not allow me to stop talking because he wants my words to linger in his ears -
I'm not afraid they're missing.
I'm afraid they never will exist.


God Bless,
Jenny J

Dressing Room

I've always been fascinated with dressing rooms. I like trying on clothes and discovering myself through fashion. Fashion allows me to transform into anyone I want to be. I remember when I was younger I would go to resale shops and grab maybe a hundred things to try on. These dressing rooms were magical rooms surrounded in mirrors where I was able to see a myself a hundred times. Trying on clothes is a crucial experience in a girl's life. It allows her to self define who she wants to be. I still do it every once and a while and pretend to be who I want to be. I was shopping the other day and just needed a pick me up. I went through the clothes and couldn't find anything I particularly wanted to try on. So I went to the other side where the underwear and bras were on display. The typical womanly articles. I see this girl who is shopping with her mom and best friend. I hide between the racks pretending not to be seen. The girl is tom boyish and maybe a size 5. She is looking at pantyhose and Spanx and is gossiping about some other friend. Her friend is also tom boyish and her mom is giving them space. The girl seems out of place shopping here in this section. I feel like I'm being nosy and decide to mind my own business, so I grab a handful of bras and sneak into the dressing room unnoticed. The dressing room became like a therapy session. All of my worries were being tossed aside like the hangers of the bras. I stood and looked at my body and who I was as a woman. I found contentment. I've always been thin enough. Pretty enough. Confident enough - to continue onward. I hear the dressing room door beside me open and shut. It's the girl. She lets out a big sigh and her pain and insecurities transfer over to me. Oh how I've been there. Her mom can be heard shouting outside the door to her inside saying she has bras for her to try on. She confides in her mom that she looks like a boy. She curses loudly and begins to rehash the story about how her hairdresser messed up her hair and was forced to give her a boyish style. Her mom sympathetically agrees with the girl's anger and insists that she try on the bras. The girl curses again and begins to yell because her mom grabbed the smallest size available. She didn't want to be the smallest size available. She wanted to be womanly. She insisted that she wore a "D size" which simply wasn't the case, but she's allowed to pretend to be who ever she wants to be in the dressing room. Her mom laughed and said that was simply impossible. Although I agreed with the mom, I thought it would be important for the girl to figure this out on her own. A "D size" doesn't make her any more of a woman than she already is, I knew this. But did she? She soon sighed again, to her disappointment she found this out. I tried using my telekinesis to tell her that it will be okay and that she was beautiful just as she was. I gathered all of my belongings and we were both out of the dressing rooms at the same time I smiled at her to signal that I knew how she felt and that I sympathized. I walked away with hope in my heart that I made her day better.     

God Bless,
Jenny J