jennifer patel

Hipster Hulk with a man bun This weekend was supposed to have been super fun! I agree with V when he says that Halloween gets better the older you get. V's friends were throwing a work Halloween party this weekend and I had it all planned out that I was finally going to be a Disney Princess. I have never been one in my 29 year of existence, so I logged onto Amazon and actually ordered the authentic Disney brand Pocahontas costume. Boo!-ya I played on the joke that the custodian at my old school used to call me the "little indian girl" which I knew no one at V's work would understand, and were probably wondering why I didn't choose Mulan. The answer is because I'm not Chinese...actually, I might be half...whatever... V, himself had ordered pieces for his Joker (Heath Ledger) costume and they had been coming in separate boxes to the house for 2 weeks. Alex was going to be the Hulk and we were going to go Trunk-or Treating at church with Grandma and th...

There are very few things I remember. Eighty-five percent of my memories are false memories. One hundred percent of my memories are memories of how I felt...not what actually happened. Included in the sliver of things I actually remember, accurately, is the book above: Popcorn by Frank Asch. I saw it at the library today when we went to get new books. I was so excited, I started telling Alex how great of a book it was and that we had to get it! "It's about a bear who has a Halloween party when his parents are gone and all the kids bring popcorn to pop...so they decide to pop it all...but it takes over...and they have to eat it all...Well, maybe it's not that great of a book, I'm just excited I remember having it read to me..." When I looked over, he had been staring, longingly, at the children using the computers the whole time I was talking to him. He will love it.

Millennials. The caption under the picture on Wikipedia reads " Millennials, who are digitally native, generally enjoy living and working in urban areas ." The picture is of people waiting near, what seems to be, a train station. They are all looking at their phones. >insert 'laughing face with two tears' emoji.< Seriously, because I don't know how to use emojis on blog posts. At best, Millennials take great pictures of their food? At worst, they're entitled and narcissistic. What's narcissistic about writing blog post after blog post about your life and your feelings? I mean, what about me? It's important. I never considered myself a Millennial, but it turns out, I am. Classically. I had a surprisingly tough time at college my first year. I was aggressively homesick and all that night before, last minute effort in high school that was rewarded with a spot in the top 30 of my class, was very unhelpful in a college setting. After my fi...

This past weekend, I escaped the city to a "Pilates retreat" with some of the ladies from the studio. We didn't actually do Pilates, but it was awesome to get away and drink, play games and relax. I ended up grading for five hours on Saturday but luckily I had the backdrop of the lake to look at, the conversation of friends to keep me company, and the promise of alcohol as a reward when I finished. One of the ladies made these awesome pineapple drinks she had when she was in the Dominican. She cored out the pineapple, mixed it with a banana, ice, rum and coconut and put them back into the cored out pineapples. It was genius. Refreshed for the upcoming work week. Happy October! #Sundayfunday