I document my favorite outfits. I think I may have developed a hoarding situation when it comes to clothes and shoes. (And nail polish) I bought a rack to store my favorite shirts and most frequently worn shoes so i’ll actually be motivated to get dressed and actually look cute and kind of put […]Read More Life in a Rube Goldberg Machine
My family, my brother and sister, my mom and dad, were all driving through the mountains (parents in a car, brother in a car, sister riding with us). Apparently, we all lived there. It looked kind of like Pigeon Forge. A pickup truck sped up past us and whipped it to the side, blocking traffic, […]Read More Drone Dream
I’ve thought about writing this post but just haven’t been able to bring myself to do it. I don’t know what makes me more emotional and sensitive than the people around me. It seems like the older I get, the less inclined I am to talk about it because i’ve realized that many people won’t […]Read More No Training Wheels
I tried posting pics and video but something is wrong with my photo library and I don’t have time to figure it out. If I don’t write now, I probably never will. How can people fully describe things that mean so much to them? Does anyone ever feel like they’ve properly explained how they feel? […]Read More It was good
I was walking through an old cemetery when I saw a panther charging through the gates in the distance. As she came closer, I kneeled to the ground, put my head down, and held one arm up in a stopping motion in front of her. I lifted my head and she was right in front […]Read More Panther
I love my kids. SO MUCH. They are just so special. They are like my best friends. I don’t know how I even functioned before they came. They bring so much joy to my life. I’m not saying they don’t stress me out or irritate the living shit out of me from time to time […]Read More *Alright w/ me
I have migraines. It’s officially official. Day before yesterday, I was sitting at my desk at work. The words started looking a little blurry so I stood up and rubbed my eyes. Didn’t work. I went to the restroom and looked in the mirror. My right eye was GONE. G-O-N-E. Not there. Couldn’t see it […]Read More You think you’re cooler than me..