Just staying one day ahead of yesterday

I have come to the conclusion that there are 2 types of people in the world: those who like dress up parties, and those who don't. I can't begin to explain the rush that I get when the invite to a real killer dress up party comes my way. I like to think that I can be pretty fun and along with this I like to think I can plan a pretty good costume. So I say don't knock it till you try it. For me I couldn't be happier with all the good things that have come out of my years of silly dress up parties...life isn't the way its suppose to be...it's the way it is, the way we take life on makes all the difference. I've come to believe that life is too short to blend in, don't settle for average. You're only young once, and you may as well have a good time while your at it. I plan on being able to look back on my life and say that I didn't miss out on anything. Memories. You get to talk about "that guy" at the party for many stories to come...and

At some point in this lifetime I do imagine myself becoming a mother, and in a different way then I have mothered my beautiful 4-legged, furry dog Scarlett. I imagine the next go around they will include 2 legs, less fur and be able to actually talk back to me when I speak to them. Who knows when this day will come, and to be honest, this is the least of my worries right now, but in pondering all of the silly things I have done in my life, I started to think about all the things I should begin diarize in hopes that the offspring I will be responsible for raising will hopefully avoid. While I like to think that I have done a lot of really great things, had a life filled of fun and adventure, I have also done a lot of stupid things, that perhaps my children will do differently.... So, Dear Children: No matter how badly someone convinces you, sticking your tongue to a metal pole in the dead of winter will result in a painful dismount when you rip layers off. Now as stupid as it is to do t

With Thanksgiving coming and going this year I was blessed with the opportunity to sit in a room of 20+ people and share and listen to all the things in which the people whom I care the most about are thankful for in their lives. While this list can be entertaining with 9 wonderful nieces and nephews who spout off answers like "chocolate cake", "Auntie Rachel", "Dad" and "Lego", it is also filled with heartfelt answers of family, health, love and appreciation and of course with 4 girls in one family a few tears. I spent this week thinking about the simple things in life I was thankful for.... A brother who who always takes the time to listen Big sisters being patient with little sisters Cab drivers who know when to talk and when to be quiet PVR - so I never have to worry about missing all those girly shows Good friends who always make the bad days seem not so hard and the good days feel like heaven A mom who worries about you night and day but wo

Every day is filled with the realization that we often fall short of the goals we set for ourselves, we are presented with moments where more patience would have been a virtue, and daily epiphanies that we are clearly not turning out to be what our innocent 6 year old imaginations had made us up to be. Truth be told, I say it's impossible to often live up to the expectations we set for ourselves, others have set for us and that invisible finish line that just seems to be getting farther and farther away. So I say, in order to not let life get you down too much, it's best to remember that sometimes when you run you will fall, when you drink you spill, when you cook it can burn, some days are hopscotch kind of days, and some days are getting -nailed-at-dodgeball kind of days...SO don't stress, take one day at a time, enjoy the moment live by these rules and if you don't have any regrets in life then you need to get out more! Accept the fact that some days you are the pi

Now some may say that I have some what neglected this blog for far too long. And to that I reply you are absolutely correct. How could I have abandoned something so fantastic so easily. Clearly, the only explanation for such a hiatus is that I did not fully appreciate the loyaltyof my followers....that's right, I'm speaking about you. So here I am once again making this vow to get back on the train and continue to provide you with entertainment for the retarded things I do in my life, because let's be honest who isn't entertained by my lack of thinking a moment through? I recently returned from a trip to Europe where I did many stupid things.....that will most likely come out sooner or later (hopefully some of them later...much much later). But in the 19 days I was for lack of a better word, inspired. Everything was new, breathtaking, exciting and inspiring. I had the chance to spend my 25th birthday over there and despite a few set backs on this day I contemplated abou

As a girl who has never really invested much time into the kind of car I drive or even really what it looks like, or how many cracks, bumps, and dents it may have - I do every now and then decided that it needs a good bath. There is something strangely satisfying to me about washing all that dirt off the car and watching it sparkle after. Due to the chillness of the season I decided that this time I would do what I like to call the "upscale car wash" the kind where you simply sit in the car and you don't have to lift a finger in order to get it all clean. Well this was my first mistake. I filled up with gas, filled up with windshield wiper fluid and even checked my oil! (My dad would be so proud right now). I purchased the deluxe version car wash, rolled down my window, entered my 5 digit code and proceeded into the car wash.....forgetting to roll up my window. Mistake number two. For some reason in my head I seemed to think that the car wash was going to give me a