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Less is More

January 3, 2017

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Instead of new years resolutions, for the last 11 years I’ve been assigning myself a yearly motto — a basic word or phrase that I can be easily reminded of to focus on or be challenged by. For those of you new to my blog(s), here’s a recap of the last decade:

… and now for 2017: Less is More.

I first started using this phrase as a design aesthetic in college (thanks to the late professor, Guy Chase), and it’s one I’ve tried to carry with me in my career as a designer, but I feel like it’s also relevant to almost every other aspect of my life. It will be a good reminder in almost every situation to know that it will do me more good to have less. This isn’t so much about the money, but maybe I don’t need another drink, or I don’t need to buy that eye shadow palette, or maybe I don’t have to get a *gallon* of Diet Coke at the drive thru (or get drive thru at all?), or maybe I don’t have to watch the entire season of whatever show *tonight*, and I can probably donate some of these unused clothes to Goodwill, or you-name-it. But guess what, it may mean MORE blogs at the ol’ Jenna Daily, so you all have that to look forward to. ;)

Here’s to a new beginning, friends, it’s gonna be great.
♥ JB

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Whoops

August 18, 2015

Guys, I just realized I went without blogging last week. (for shame!) Guess that just means I’ll have to double-up this week. Wooo!

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Discipline

August 4, 2015

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Since I’m now officially in my mid-30s and supposed to be a grown up (?!), I have come to the conclusion that I need a little more discipline in my life. Don’t worry, this isn’t a new realization, I’m just actually going to try and work on it. As with any new calendar year or birthday, there comes a lot of introspection and goal-making (LISTS!!!). I got myself a sticker chart of sorts and came up with a list of different items that will hopefully help me practice discipline and live a better life. Drinking more water, eating 3-5 servings of fruits/vegetables, journaling before bed (instead of looking at my phone), getting 30+ minutes of physical activity, putting away clothes after work (instead of throwing them over the back of my chair), things like that. Some are daily goals, a few weekly ones, but they’re all reasonably attainable things—unlike goals of the past, like, lose 20 pounds by next Saturday or something.

Wellllll… lucky for you, one of the items on my list was to blog once per week. And three days in, I can already cross that bad boy off the list! Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing some positive changes come from this discipline challenge (but I’m also being gentle with myself if I don’t get to everything, as I haven’t always done in the past). Perhaps I’ll keep you updated on the progress, but if nothing else, you’ll at least get more frequent peeks into my super exciting life. :)

Happy Father’s Day

June 15, 2014

 

The Parable of the Lost Son

Jesus continued: There was a man who had two sons. The younger one said to his father, ‘Father, give me my share of the estate.’ So he divided his property between them.

Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had, set off for a distant country and there squandered his wealth in wild living. After he had spent everything, there was a severe famine in that whole country, and he began to be in need. So he went and hired himself out to a citizen of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed pigs. He longed to fill his stomach with the pods that the pigs were eating, but no one gave him anything.

When he came to his senses, he said, ‘How many of my father’s hired servants have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired servants.’ So he got up and went to his father.

But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.

The son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’

But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate.

Meanwhile, the older son was in the field. When he came near the house, he heard music and dancing. So he called one of the servants and asked him what was going on. ‘Your brother has come,’ he replied, ‘and your father has killed the fattened calf because he has him back safe and sound.’

The older brother became angry and refused to go in. So his father went out and pleaded with him. But he answered his father, ‘Look! All these years I’ve been slaving for you and never disobeyed your orders. Yet you never gave me even a young goat so I could celebrate with my friends. But when this son of yours who has squandered your property with prostitutes comes home, you kill the fattened calf for him!’

‘My son,’ the father said, ‘you are always with me, and everything I have is yours. But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’

-Luke 15:11-32

 

At various points in each of our lives we can probably relate to one of the characters in this story.

For most of my life, I resonated with the second son. I was a very compliant girl, I did well in school, I rarely got into trouble; life was relatively easy for me. My brother had a harder time growing up, and for much of the last several years, the disease of addiction has kept him away from us (physically/mentally/etc.). The first time he went into treatment in 2008, I actually purchased a bottle of wine named “Prodigal Son” and was going to open and drink it when he was out and “healed.” (How naïve of me –­ as if it was that easy.)

I’ll never forget the Sunday, sitting in a pew at Bethlehem Baptist Church and John Piper was preaching on the parable of the prodigal son. In some ways I could relate to the, “What about me?!’ as the second son, wondering why the father in the story hadn’t ever really thrown him a party, even though he was the one who really “deserved” it. But it more so brought me to tears thinking, “if my brother does get clean and “comes home,” my dad will eagerly welcome him home joyfully with the biggest of hugs, no matter what.” That’s what love does. That’s what grace does. That’s what my dad does.

On this Father’s Day, since I’m currently without a car and was unable to purchase a traditional greeting card, I’m dedicating this blog post to my dad. He has been the greatest example to me of God’s unconditional love, and he has taught me what it means to be kind (even when it’s difficult), to be generous (even when you don’t have a lot to give), to show grace or forgiveness (even when you don’t want to), how important it is to choose joy (even when difficult circumstances arise), and that progress is waaaay more important than perfection (especially when giving up would be a lot easier).

From coaching just about every sports team that I was a part of growing up, if nothing else, capturing it on home video, to volunteering with the youth group together, to endless memories in Disney World (also captured on video), to our Vikings game dates, to meaningful conversations at the cabin, to laughing so hard our drinks come out our noses, I’m forever grateful for his support and encouragement and quality time spent together.

No matter what I’ve done, I know I can turn to you, dad, and you will accept me with a big hug. Thank you for being such a great father. I love you. (And thanks for getting a “fattened calf” for both Dan and me tonight, even if it was in the form of filet mignon at Chianti Grill.) :)

2013 Motto Announcement!

January 8, 2013

I’ve finally decided on a motto for this year
(do do dooooo -*trumpet noise*):

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Progress not Perfection. I’m excited. I’ll go into more detail another time, and perhaps recap on Make Yourself Proud in 2012, but for now the announcement is all you’re getting.

Thank you, and goodnight.

I’m on Etsy!

November 26, 2012

My Etsy shop is now open! Get your owl on!

http://www.etsy.com/shop/jennab4designs

It’s Monday!

October 29, 2012

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The end.

Top Ten Wednesday: 9/26 Edition

September 26, 2012

Hey y’all! Guess what? I’m actually posting on a Wednesday for the first time in what feels like forever! Aren’t you proud of me?

I’ll be honest, I’m pretty impressed, considering I have probably never been so busy at work. Priorities, people!

Anyways, here are the top ten things that I feel like writing about today:

  1. The saying that “blondes have more fun”  may actually be true because, I’m not gonna lie, I’ve been having some pretty good times since dying my hair a lighter color.
  2. Last Saturday for example, I went to the Como Zoo with some friends, then to dinner at O’Gara’s Irish Pub, then drinks and conversation at W.A. Frost. I haven’t laughed that hard and for such a continual period of time in, well, I can’t even remember when. It was so fun. Then after that (a.k.a. after my old friends went home to bed), I met up with some other friends in uptown and continued the good times until the wee hours of the morning.
  3. Sunday was fun only because I got to sleep in and cuddle with my cats all day on the couch, and we all know that chalks right up there with one of the best activities of all time. For me, at least.
  4. By the way, W.A. Frost is one of my new favorite places. It’s just such a cool environment. And if anyone has any connection to my future husband, I think the outdoor patio would be a great place to get engaged. Just sayin’.
  5. I actually got goosebumps as I walked past, imagining the man of my dreams, surrounded by a beautiful garden and twinkle lights, down on one knee. Seriously. Queue the waterworks.
  6. In other news, I’m currently obsessed with Caramel Apple Suckers. Yep, the ones that were popular like 10 years ago. They’re only 15¢ in the campus store with my discount, so I splurged the other day and got one. I’ve been hooked ever since.
  7. You know what else I’m hooked on, that I’m pretty sure they put some addictive ingredient in it? Any powdered drink mix, mainly of the Crystal Light (or Market Pantry) variety. Raspberry Lemonade. Mojito. Cherry Limeade. Yum. My mouth is watering just thinking about a big cold glass of one of those bad boys.
  8. Speaking of bad boys… just kidding. I have nothing to say about bad boys. Only good boys.
  9. One of my new from-a-distance friends came home today after being gone almost five months in Europe, so it will be fun to see him (whenever that happens).
  10. Unrelated: I desperately need a haircut. I think all my hair bleaching didn’t help, but it is just so dry. All I need is a little trim. It will probably have to wait until Friday (payday!)… unless I can find some spare change under the couch cushions or something.

The end. See y’all soon.

Y’all — Twice in one blog post? What’s wrong with me?

(Don’t answer that.)

 

Beloved

September 21, 2012

A song to take you into the weekend… It’s not new, but it’s so good. My theme song right now.

“Beloved” by Tenth Avenue North Listen

Lyrics:

Love of my life

Look deep in my eyes

There you will find what you need

 

Give me your life,

The lust and the lies,

And the past you’re afraid I might see

You’ve been running away from me

 

You’re my beloved

Lover, I’m yours

Death shall not part us

It’s you I died for

For better or worse

Forever we’ll be

My love it unites us and it binds you to me

It’s a mystery

 

Love of my life

Look deep in my eyes

There you will find what you need

I’m the giver of life

I’ll clothe you in white

My immaculate bride you will be

Come running home to me

 

You’re my beloved

Lover, I’m yours

Death shall not part us

It’s you I died for

For better or worse

Forever we’ll be

My love it unites us and it binds you to me

 

You’ve been a mistress, my wife,

Chasing lovers that won’t satisfy

Won’t you let me make you my bride?

You will drink of my lips and you’ll taste new life

 

You’re my beloved

Lover, I’m yours

Death shall not part us

It’s you I died for

For better or worse

Forever we’ll be

My love it unites us and it binds you to me

It’s a mystery

 

Top Ten Wednesday: 8/29 Edition!

August 29, 2012
  1. First things first: it’s been two weeks since I’ve had money. Somehow, God has provided. Coincidentally though, I’m at -$338.80 in my checking account. So there’s that.
  2. I will be shouting for joy come midnight tomorrow (Thursday) night – payday!
  3. Then crying; since two days after that, I will be practically back to zero.
  4. I love money problems. (not!)
  5. I do love (trying to change the subject) that this has been the first week of classes, so campus is abuzz with students. It’s so much fun.
  6. I’ve been busy on Facebook posting Flat Jay photos from around campus (getting ready for the State Fair), and photo booth pics that people have submitted (once at the State Fair). It’s great how excited everyone is about Flat Jay (and real Jay)!
  7. I’ll never forget when real Jay said (in response to us calling him Flat Jay), “Better than Flatulent Jay.” HA!
  8. I’ve been busy on Facebook, but on a more personal note (not work related), sending messages back & forth with one of said crushes from last time I blogged. That’s been fun. Good for a smile, if nothing else.
  9. Other things that make me smile: Brumby (cat #3) finding a new happy home with Sherie, Lace & Mike choosing a wedding date/venue, Roch day with Becks last Sunday (and mani/pedis with Lisa & Tina “small nail”), Gwen and babycakes coming into town this weekend. Among other things, I’m sure.
  10. Oh, I’m blonde now. Remember my hair color poll back in ’09? Well, my hair is very similar to the blonde photo, except the under layers are dark. I actually really like it. I would probably like it a lot more if I was able to wake up in time to wash my hair every day. But no. Not yet.

That’s all for now, folks. Thanks for reading! See you soon!