Keen for 2018

I am completely in love with this time of year. I think it’s incredible. I love the hustle and bustle of shopping, the pretty lights, and everyone’s festive spirit. With the exception of the weather, this time of year is my favorite.


That being said, I am really looking forward to the new year. I feel myself getting excited by home improvement projects (adulting, am I right?) and a fresh start. I’ve never been one for new year’s resolutions, so I won’t say I’ve gone so far as to plan something I actually want to stick to, but I am excited to get some things accomplished.

I have a list about a mile long of projects that I want to get done and I honestly don’t think they are all going to be completed within 2018, but I’m not super stressed about completing them either. It’s a weird feeling for me to have. Like, usually having a long list like I have would stress me out. This year, I’m just going into it with a more relaxed attitude and will accomplish as much as I can. No pressure.

I’m also incredibly stoked to have 10 straight days off work starting tomorrow afternoon!

Have a safe and happy holiday, everyone!


Pumpkin Spice & Everything Nice

Do y’all feel it in the air?


Sooo… I pretty much want everything flavored with pumpkin spice. C’mon Starbucks! Give us a release date for that PSL already! (Maybe September 1st?)

On the bright side, Dunkin’ has their stuff figured out this year.


Dog Mom For Days

Hello, beautiful people!

How long has it been? A year and a half? Life, man. It goes by so quickly!

Anyway… How have y’all been? I’ve just been enjoying this crazy thing called life one day at a time. I’m sure a lot has happened since you last heard from me, too. Let’s start with the two biggest things that happened:

  1. I bought my first home! YAY! It was a really good experience and I’m ultimately glad I chose to do it. Boyfriend and I are now 5 months in and we are still loving homeownership, so that’s a plus! We took a bunch of video while we were going through the process of moving (and remodeling) so we are finally going through all the footage, cutting, splicing, and dicing our way into a finished product everyone (including y’all) will be able to eventually see. Our video editing software has crashed a few times, but it seems to be good now, so we are well on our way to something awesome!
  2. We bought a puppy! This happened before the purchase of our home, but since this post will be about her, I figured I’d put it second on the list. She is ADORABLE! When we got her, she was just 3 months old, weighing in at a hefty 5 pounds. As far as breed goes, we are certain she’s part Rat Terrier. We were told she’s mixed with English Shepherd, which makes sense once you look at her, but I’m still not entirely convinced. We named her Hallie and she now is fully grown at about 15 pounds.


I’m sure I will give you a lot more background on her in a different post, but for now…

It’s crazy how we’ve had Hallie for a year now and I went from hating everything living (plants, kids, animals) to being a hardcore dog mom. Hallie is the most spoiled dog ever, I swear. I find myself wanting things now that I never would have dreamed of wanting before. For example, I really want this pair of friendship bracelets. You get one for you to wear on your wrist and another for your dog to wear as a collar. And also this dog mom shirt. It’s the cutest thing ever! I never wanted to be a mother to anything and now my dog is basically my child.

Another thing I reallllly wanted? A birthday party for Hallie when she turned one. A birthday party?! For a dog?! Yes. I wanted it. And it happened. She was the most adorable thing ever in her party hat and “It’s My Birthday” bandanna. Boyfriend and I made a buttload (yes, that’s an actual unit of measure) of homemade dogs treats, handed out goody bags for Hallie’s dog friends and even had Subway catered (for our human friends). Hallie had a birthday cake and the whole shebang. It was awesome.


Hallie’s First Birthday

So now, especially after that day, I’ve decided I’m a crazy dog mom and it’s totally okay. This is one of the few things that I really enjoy about being a millennial – They have embraced dog ownership full-force and I think it’s freakin’ awesome.

Some things I do for my dog, I’m well-aware are absolutely ridiculous, but I don’t have actual children so I feel as though these things are okay. Like what? Well, I just spent Saturday and Sunday afternoon this weekend at the off-leash dog run. She loves it there and I had nothing better to do, so why not go and let her run around with her friends? I buy her things, lots of things, just because she’s a really good girl and I want to reward her. She could be just sitting there and I’ll tell her how good she is. Ridiculous, right? For Christmas last year, we took her to see Santa and on Christmas morning, she had a stocking full of toys. On Easter, we took her to see the Easter bunny, but he was really creepy and Hallie hated him, so we won’t be doing that again. She has a sweater or bandanna for every single holiday or season. Why? I have no idea, but she looks super cute wearing them. Sometimes, I even go through the Dairy Queen drive thru to order a small ice cream just for her.

Oh, well. At least my dog will have a really good life. I’m okay knowing that.

Hey, it’s a New Year!

Where to begin…

First, let me just say that I have (almost) not written a single word since December 2014. That is so sad! With my profession not being writing and with college no longer pushing me to write, I just kind of fell out of my routine. That is depressing. So… even though I’ve never been a huge fan of New Year’s resolutions, I guess I will make an effort to write more this year. I know, I know…proper goals are supposed to be “SMART” (Specific, Measurable, Attainable, Relevant, and Time-bound). Yeah, yeah. I am mostly shooting for attainable here. Even if I only write a handful of blog posts this year, it’ll be better than last year. I just need some words to have contact with a page; get all the rust out and the gears turning up there.

I will also have to admit that I got plenty of writer-y things for Christmas, like 365 writing prompts (okay, that one was from me and to me…don’t judge). But I also got 500 writing prompts from my sister as well. According to my calculator (because I can’t math), that’s 865 writing prompts that will go totally unused if I don’t start writing something.

On a somewhat related note to the writer-y things I received for Christmas, I will also be working on my calligraphy skills (fancy, huh?) and might post something cool if I can get my hand to do the right thing. So there’s some excitement to look forward to. YAY.

In my next post, I’ll delve into something a little more interesting (hopefully), but for now Happy New Year, everyone!


The Bugs!

The other day, my sister came into my room dying laughing because her co-workers had shown her a Vine video at work, so of course she had to show it to me. She was already crying when she came into my room because she was laughing so hard at this video, so I assumed it had to be good. She showed me it and I laughed a little bit, but I definitely was not crying… until a day later when the hilarity of the video hit me all at once.

Most of the time, I get home from school late at night. And yes, I am one of those people who is scared of the dark. Okay, not of the dark per say, but what’s in the dark. I’m always afraid of someone jumping out from behind a corner or a big dog running up to me or something. So anyway, I pull in my driveway and of course, it’s pitch black. I get out of the car, gather up my backpack and laptop bag, and close the car door. I have a little remote on my keys to lock my car door, so when I push it my headlights flash and my doors lock. Sometimes, I just keep hitting the “lock” button until I get to my front door so that I will have a little bit of light from my headlights as I’m walking.

This particular night, I wasn’t feeling as scared, so I just clicked the “lock” button once and went on my way to the front door. As I was rounding the corner to get to the door, all my fright hit me at once. I started a slight jog, but by the time I got to the door, I was in full panic mode. Like I said, I hate the dark.

My front door has an electronic key pad, so in all my fear, I was trying to hurriedly press the right numbers on the pad, but of course, I was trying to do it too fast, so I was missing numbers and getting the wrong combination. I got the wrong combination like three times, so I tried to slow myself down, breathe, and just get in the freaking house.

When I finally got the right combination, I practically busted the door down. At that point, the video my sister showed me hit me so hard, I started crying out of laughter. It was probably quite the sight to see.

All I could think was “THE BUGS!”

Disclaimer: The more you watch this video, the more you’ll get a kick out of it.

Three Months in 20 Bullets

Oh, hey there. Well this is awkward. Have I really not blogged in 3 months? WOW. I’m lame.

Y’all have missed a lot. You know how hectic my life gets. So here we go… I present to you: “Three Months in 20 Bullets.”

  • Finals week came and went. Thank God that’s over.
  • I’ve had two haircuts. I’m pretty sure my hair grows at an unnatural speed.
  • I spent Memorial Day catchin’ some rays at the beach. It was pretty much amazing.
  • My niece graduated high school. That pretty much makes me like, old or something.
  • My birthday came and went. 21, y’all. (It’s not as great as everyone makes it out to be, though I could be doing it wrong.)
  • I hate whiskey and I can’t do a shot to save my life.
  • I spent 3 days in the wilderness. Okay, not really the wilderness, but I did go camping. It was extremely refreshing and exactly what I needed.
  • I had a mole removed. It was weird. Let’s not talk about it.
  • I start my internship at the local newspaper in exactly 3 weeks. HOLY SHOOT! And that also means…
  • School starts in said 3 weeks. Bummer. But that means…
  • The first day of my last semester of school before I GRADUATE also happens in said 3 weeks. And all that made me realize…
  • My parents aren’t going to want me living in their house forever. Time to find my own place. I’m a big kid now. I think they call that “adulthood,” which I am so ready, but so not ready for.
  • I became an official employee at my school’s student newspaper. Bulkin’ up the résumé with that one.
  • I am now a member of my school’s Spirit Week Committee. It’s pretty much awesome. And while at a Spirit Week Committee meeting…
  • I became a member of my school’s Welcome Week Committee. So I like school. I’m a cool kid.
  • My online shopping got better. Now it’s getting worse again. I can’t help it when I find a must-have piece. I’m convinced 45 pairs of shoes just isn’t enough. Oh, that reminds me…
  • I got new shoes that are so sassy, I feel like I have to walk differently just to meet their sass-factor.









  • …And I have an insanely incurable love for dresses. Me. Dresses. Who knew?
  • I made a pen. I turned that block of wood into that pen. Just let that sink in. Also, I’m sure this will be the first of many. (It’s zebrawood if you’re curious.)









  • IT’S SHOW SEASON! My dance season is finally here. I’m in tech this week and my show is on Thursday night. I’m mega pumped. So, to fully embrace the beginning of my show season, I will leave you with this. One of my favorite routines ever. This song is also stuck in my head constantly, perhaps because it’s basically my life right now. More on that later. Eh, maybe.

Laziness and Lava

Whoa! It’s been a month since I wrote a blog post! Where has the time gone?! Sorry guys, life got in the way for a little while. But here’s a story:

Yesterday, I was struck with some extreme laziness. I was tired all day and was just severely lacking motivation. It was while trying to get some homework done that I saw my phone was dying. My sister had just walked in my room and started talking to me so I figured it was a good time to break and get my charger. My charger is normally plugged into the wall a mere 3 feet from my bed, but to get to it, I have to reach around a desk. I didn’t really feel like getting up, so I’ll just leave you with this visual…

stretching from bedI don’t know why we do this. I know I’m not the only one who does it either. It would be much less difficult to just get out of bed.

Anyway… In the midst of reaching for my phone charger and plugging in my phone, my sister and I spoke in unison:

“It’s like playing lava.”

Usually, I don’t think it’s weird when her and I say things in unison. It happens all the time. We have what we call “almost twintuition,” so it’s fairly normal for us to say the same thing at the same time. This, though, I definitely was not expecting.

The fact that we both thought of the same childhood game we used to play on the playground in elementary school (you know, the one where you jump from one piece of playground equipment to another because the ground is “lava” so you can’t touch it) was absolutely amazing to me.

Now I’m positive we operate on the same brain waves.