Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Rain Rain Go Away

Cold + Rain = Dreary and Unattractive Morning
My morning really started at 1 AM because thats how late I was up reading an excellent book called, Sarah's Key. It is truly a terrific book so far (hence me staying up until the wee hours of the morning!) I won't say too much about it but it covers an
event during the time of the Holocaust that not many people are aware of. It happened in Paris and French policemen were the faces of cruelty, not the Nazis. It is a heartbreaking tale but also superbly written and has a lovely message of hope and endurance. I completely, 100% recommend this book to anyone looking for an easy and interesting read!

Anyways, back to why this morning was "unattractive". Well, before immersing myself in my book last night, I thought I had overheard the weatherwoman say something about "rain and horrific commute" but I shrugged it off thinking "it couldn't really be thaaaat bad" boy was I wrong! It is cold and rainy and to top it all off I have pretty tacky raingear, as well as a non rainproof suitcase that I had to lug to the T stop that happens to be 10 minutes away and then to my job which also happens to be a 10/15 minute walk once off the train. Don't understand my slight frustration with the morning? Maybe this will enlighten you.

My LIME green raincoat

My HOT PINK umbrella

Last but not least, my HOMEMADE rainproof suitcase

Through the misery of this yucky commute I did catch glimpses of sunlight, for two reasons.

1. Dragging my suitcase through puddles and mud is worth it because it is what I will bring home with me tonight, when I will go and spend time with family and friends this week :)
2. I got the chance to don my super cute rainboots!


Monday, November 24, 2008

Patience is a Virtue...but such an Inconvenience!

I am a mature, intelligent young woman yet this picture depicts me best in terms of my patience level...

    1.The constant supply of dirty dishes in the sink.
    2. The daily run to catch the train.
    3. Then once on the train, the ability to over look every gross smell, and sneeze or cough that I swear is always propelled in my direction.
    4. The ever present long line at Dunkin Donuts.
    5. The fact that I always seem to buy yogurt that goes bad in 2.3 days!
    AND ALL OF THIS IS JUST WHAT TRIES MY PATIENCE FROM 7 TO 9 IN THE MORNING!

    My patience is something that I seem to lack in as I get older, and considering I am only 23 I am nervous for my sanity and the sanity of those who have to put up with me :) However, I have heard the first step to overcoming any problem is admitting you have one in the first place. So here goes nothing;

    I, Aubrey Burke, am no grasshopper with patience. One step at a time...




Pretty things!

What do I do to stay optimistic and happy in my cold, boring office?
Well, for one I keep extra caffeinated with this,


Then I like to look at pretty things, like this


(thanks bf for the pretty flowers!)
When things start to go really down hill I turn to this,
When I have exhausted all these options, I blog :-)

Friday, November 21, 2008




I AM BUZZIN FOR TWO REASONS:



1. I received my first ever comment today!! Woohoo, thank you Brooke, who knew blogging could supply you with such a high!



2. I am reading a fantabulous book called, The Secret Life of Bees, and it is quite possibly one of the best books I have read in the last month or two.



It is sweet and endearing yet maintains a thread of core values and life lessons throughout the whole story. Being a recent victim of the big four lettered word (L.O.V.E, just in case I had to spell it out for ya) the pages inspired by love and hope had me kind of spellbound.


"Did you know there are thirty-two names for love in one of the Eskimo languages? And we just have this one. We are so limited, you have to use the same word for loving Rosaleen as you do for loving a Coke with peanuts. Isn't that a shame we don't have more ways to say it?"
- pg. 141


Do you have a different way of saying that lovely word that implies the feeling of love? Maybe if we can get the words we use out there and into the open, then we (as well as the eskimos) will have 32 ways of saying it :)


Just for the heck of it -
http://www.romancetracker.com/101-different-ways-to-say-i-love-you/
http://www.columbia.edu/~sss31/rainbow/i-love-you.html

(Ta gra agam ort Jeff - just for being a good trooper sweets, I told you I'd write about you at some point!)


Lastly, Belle Maison, http://www.bellemaison23.com/ has fantastic decorating sites that are definitely worth taking a look at.


Thursday, November 20, 2008

Oh and One More Thing...




LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT (no this is not about my BF)




How do we feel about these shoes?? I know its just the beginning of winter but a girl can still dream about the summer right?!?

I am thinking about getting them in black, I am a total sucker for anything with thick straps and a wedge like heel!

Oh and they are from DSW and onlyyyyy $49. 95 - talk about a bargain.

Oh Hawt Damn this is My ...Blog??

So I have gone and taken the big plunge into the world of blogging, and so far I am feeling pretty good about it :) After casually and very politely stalking peoples blogs for the last couple months I decided that having an outlet for all my thoughts, may be kinda nice. Also, a blog may be just the thing I need to help pass my time at this very uneventful and monotonous job I landed just a few months ago. Although I am not all that happy here, I realize that in times like these I really can't complain and understand that receiving a pay check is something I should be grateful for.

While on the topic of paychecks and jobs I can't help but be reminded of the sight I saw last night during my commute home. On one of the possibly coldest night of the year I found myself scurrying past a man and his child. They were standing by the train and the man was holding a sign that said, "PLEASE HELP, SON AND I ARE HOMELESS". I was surrounded by a herd of bustling pedestrians trying to get on the train and yet stood there pretty much just gawking at the picture before me. The image has stayed with me and I can't help but feel a tug at my heart everytime I think about it. How could things be so bad for a family that they are forced to resort to this? How sad must that father be, having his son beside him in a dirty train station, hoping for a few pennies thrown his way? How horrible is it that I didn't see anyone stop to acknowledge the situation and give what they could? Just some food for thought...

On a lighter note it is almost the weekend and I have successfully completed my first blog! YIPPEEE :)

PS. Please come again, I'm nervous no one is going to be interested in my tiny little blog! haha