Four score and seven years ago…

slice of seventh birthday cake

Fun fact: I don’t even like cake.

…this little blog came about. Or something like that. Doesn’t four score mean 40 years? ‘Cause that’s not technically right. But it sounded good…

Anyway. Seven years ago – in 2009 – I started a blog. It was my third or fourth attempt at one – I had a blogspot in college, a blog on myspace and one for work. None stuck.

One would argue this didn’t either, completely, as it has been almost 7 months since I wrote a post.

Sensing a theme here? 7 is my lucky number, though. Born at 7:07, weighed 7 lbs. 7 oz., dad’s the oldest of 7 kids, I was the 7th granddaughter on my mom’s side, if you add up my birthdate (w/out the year) it equals 7…. you get the picture.

So maybe 7 will be a lucky year in terms of blogging. Probably the year I get a book deal, right? Isn’t that how this blogging thing works?

I will say I’ve missed writing. A lot. So I promised myself to get back to it. And now’s a good a time as any, right?

I do have a couple favorite posts from the year to share, as per usual, and you should take a look at the very first birthday of the blog, awww.

Oh and like a ton of posts lined up and scheduled for the foreseeable future. Because I’m prepared like that.

See? 7 IS lucky.

Now for the stuff I actually liked that I wrote last year…


More tinder bullshit:

The day it all changed:


Saying goodbye, a little late

In March, some very bad things happened. My grandma, who suffered from Alzheimer’s for years, took a quick turn for the worst and, after missing my grandfather for the past two and a half years, she was finally able to go and find him.

The very hour we came home from her funeral, we got word of another impending loss – our dog Lucy, who was 10 years old and had seemed fine until the week Grandma died – was sick and wasn’t going to get any better. So, tears not yet dry on our cheeks from Grandma’s service, we went to the vet to say goodbye to our sweet Lucy girl.

I’ve written posts about both of them in my head countless times, but couldn’t bring myself to put them down on paper or on the screen for the longest time. But now I have.

I plan to share some words about them both on this blog soon, because the one thing that makes me feel better about being without loved ones is to remember them, to write about them, to think of a time when things were better and be happy and smile and not just think about how they’re gone from my every day life. Because for as long as I have the memories, they’re not.

Pets are like family, and anyone who says different is lying. That day and so many days following it, when we said goodbye to my grandmother and also to the pet we’d had for so many years, were a fog.

I don’t know that we’re even – I’m even – completely out of it yet. There have been too many reminders.

I think I’ve been afraid to write about any of it – afraid I won’t do justice. Afraid it will hurt too much to bring everything back up. But at the same time I need it. I need the release of letting my feelings out through my fingertips.

And soon I will share them with you. Soon.

A few of my favorite things

Well, there are a lot in this one. You know, three-month break and all. Because even though I wasn’t writing on the Internet, it doesn’t mean I wasn’t reading it. I’m not an animal.

First and foremost, even if you aren’t on tumblr, bookmark this one and follow it. One of the best things I’ve ever seen. Genius.


This is the kind of writing I wanna do.


Just some general advice. Also, hellogiggles is my fave.


Y’all can just go ahead and get me these for any and all future babies (Spoiler alert: Not pregnant. Yet.) Sidenote- I love Paddington Bear, OMG. Except for the new live-action version. That’s an abomination.


No seriously, we’re BFFs.



I must say I agree with most or all of this list.

Take this personality test:
And see what I got.

Viva Frank Underwood, that crazy bastard. (Spoilers). P.s. Hurry up, season 3, damn!

This is how I wake up Saturday mornings..

Maybe the only time you’ll see Lewis Carroll and Kendrick Lamar paired up?

I want all of the dogs.

And all of the cakes… (my birthday is April 12, thanks).

Spot-on alternate book titles.

Slow clap, all around..

I just love him, so much. Can I please see him in concert now?

I wish I could draw

This shirt..

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This summer I watched all four seasons of Game of Thrones in about 2 weeks. So I’m a wee bit obsessed.

Need to print this – but I downloaded it from a site called paperfelt. Now to find a frame.
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(sidenote – I also want to buy out paperfelt‘s Etsy shop..)

I don’t know how the powers that be at Disney haven’t made this go away by now, but I’m glad they haven’t. One of the very best accounts I follow… (it’s a parody, btw..)

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Jenny Lawson is my spirit animal. Her book made me laugh harder than anything else ever has. Anxiously awaiting her second, but I understand the struggle. Especially since I haven’t started my first yet.

Amazing photography of children playing around the world. This makes my heart happy.

I need this framed, as well. And on a T-shirt, maybe.


Best laid plans and whatnot

I had these plans, you see. I wanted to take some time and have a regular stream of stuff written for this blog (for this month, especially), because in a little over a week, it turns five. Yes. An inanimate object, a bunch of words and photos and files I put together turns five years old March 30. 

May not mean a lot to you, but for someone who doesn’t know who she is if she can’t write, that’s a big deal. That’s a commitment. That it has kept going – kept me going – and people have read and laughed and cried and loved along with me, well, that’s really important.

So to celebrate I wanted to have post after post ready to go, to tell you all sorts of things and show you some great pictures and keep up some of these features I do that have become a habit on here.

All of this may sound trivial, but it’s not, to me. I need to write. I need it like I need water or air. I need that creative outlet and that place to put down all of the thoughts and feelings and stories I have when I can’t – or don’t want to – say them out loud.

That said, these past two weeks have dealt two major blows in my life – last week, actually. This week, I’m still reeling. Letting things sink in.

There are things I want to write about – I need to write about. They’re serious things. Important things. But I’m not ready, yet. I can’t, yet. I want to keep distracting myself with other things, share my pictures from my recent trip to Boston and NYC, where my sisters and I collectively celebrated our birthdays and were able to be together after our hearts had been hurt so badly last week.

I can’t wait to tell you about those trips. I can’t wait to tell you about two very important parts of my life that I’ve had to deal with losing  in the past week and am still just starting to process. I can’t wait to celebrate having kept this sort-of time capsule-y thing, this look into my mind and heart and life for the past five years.

Soon. Very soon. 

New year, new plans, new all kinds of stuff

So for my first post of the New Year, I wanted to motivate myself. Thus, the reason it was my past year in review (when it comes to blogging).

It was pretty sad. I posted a lot that I’m really happy with, but looking back, it averages out to less than once a week! Unacceptable.

Therefore, one of the resolutions on my list of them for 2014, is to write more. I feel like I say that a lot, but really, I mean it this time. I find myself missing it, more and more, wishing I had the time to sit down and let the creativity out but then finding whatever (usually silly) reason not to.

So here’s a promise in writing to give you lots more to read this year (or look at, ’cause that photography thing’s getting to be a lot of fun).

I’m also hoping to start a “Photo of the Week” posted every week to help on two fronts: It will keep me posting regularly and taking pictures more often, instead of just when I’ve been hired to.

I said I had a list of resolutions and I wasn’t kidding. I’m sure you’ll gradually hear about them as I work to accomplish them, but in general, this year they are about putting myself first, in all aspects. I will do what makes me happy, I will do what’s best for me, I will take better care of myself: mentally, physically, emotionally, all of the -lys.

And it starts today. Clean slate. 2014.

Let’s do this.

Dusting off the cobwebs

So I took a blog sabbatical. It was accidental at first, and then it became intentional.

I have been away from this blog for almost five months. And I’ve missed it, and been yelled at by a couple people for its neglect, but you guys, I needed that time.

I also wanted to wait until I had a big bunch of posts ready, too, because there’s been a few times when I’ve gone away and come back and promised to reward you with a lot of fun stuff to read for sticking around and then…nothing.

Rest assured this is not one of those times. I’m writing this with a BUNCH of other posts already written and ready to go, and scheduled to post in the next few days/weeks.

So. Yay!

I’m not going to tell you ahead of time what they’re about, but remember how I said I needed this time off? It was to do a lot of the stuff you’re about to read about/see pictures of… which brings us to our next announcement.

You might have noticed things look a little different. I changed up the theme to reflect more of what I want this blog to be about – the pictures I have been having so much fun taking and that tell just as good of (if not much better) a story as I can writing about it.

I’ve missed writing – don’t get me wrong. There’s nothing I’d like more than to have the time to come home and work on all sorts of fun stuff and blog until my little heart is content. But I just couldn’t for a while. For all sorts of reasons.

Now, though, I am back. SWEAR.

For those who came back/never left – thanks. Please enjoy.

For those who yelled at me to post again – I’m not scared of you. But ya go. Stop yelling.

To tide you over… here’s a little peek at some of the stuff you’ve missed, especially if you don’t follow me on all of the social medias (in which case, why the f not?).

That’s a lot o’ words, yo

I have more than 500 songs on my iPhone/iPod. I’m only embarrassed about like, two of them.

My eye has twitched about 500 times this week alone.

Somewhat related (on account of he’s in a movie called 500 Days of Summer), I also loved this:

At this point you are either so happy that I’ve just shared a glorious gif of Joseph Gordon-Levitt in this post, or are super confused as to why you’re here and if this all has a point.

Of course it does.

As in, 500 posts. This is a milestone. I think. I mean, 500 is pretty cool. Or it means I talk write too much. And you’ve read some (maybe most, hopefully all) of them. So thanks for that.

Yeah, so 500 posts. 3.5 years.

And probably only like 340 of them had a curse word.

I thought a little while after I posted number 499 about doing something exciting for 500. About doing something to make it the best post ever. And then it was late and those Family Guy episodes weren’t gonna watch themselves.

So here you have it. Post #500. Landmark moment right here.

I sure do hope you’ll stick around for the next 500. You won’t be sorry. And I’ll try to curse less more.

Three friggin’ years

And I’m still goin’.

That’s three years of writing about happy stuff, sad stuff, personal stuff, funny stuff, downright ridiculous stuff, photography stuff…..all on this lil’ website which people continue to visit for some reason.

And whatever that reason is, I’m happy about it. I’m glad that you’re here. I want to hear more from you and do more stuff on here that you’ll find interesting so you’ll keep coming back.

I write this a lot for me, but I want it to be for others too. I want to share my stories, happy or sad, because it’s therapeutic. And it’s fun.

I have plans for this next year of blogging. And if there’s anything you want to see or see more of or want me to quit writing about altogether, lemme hear it.

And thanks for sticking with me!

Happy birthday, blog!

Also, this. Just because I can. And if you don’t love Stevie Wonder, you don’t love America.