Showing posts from March, 2015

A Ton of My Favorite Things!

Hello.Please let me introduce myself.I am that utterly annoying person who falls in love quickly and deeply with anything and anyone that puts joy into my heart. I have no favorite color it changes with my mood. Unfortunately, I have way too many favorite foods. Sherlock is my fave show. But so is Blacklist and Call The Midwife and Ultimate Survivor Alaska. My favorite days in my life have been lazy days spent doing nothing and the days that I have pushed myself  past recognition with hard work and sweat in uncomfortable territory. I would tell you my favorite animal but it is a toss up between dogs, cats, iguanas, penguins, aardvarks, ferrets and anything else I may spy my eye on.I do not play it cool.I do not wait the obligatory 5 days to call a new friend to not seem anxious. I exclaim and squeal when I find something adorable or glitterfied. I have been known to jumble my words or whisper a loud oh my God when my nerves are tingly and excited. I celebrate all the holidays, even th…


The blood poured from his pointy nose down his face, cascading down his kissable lips, mingling with that regrettable soul patch. The dark red splashed in stark contrast against his broad, pale chest. He stood at the end of the bed, gathering his shirt from the floor and bringing it to his face simultaneously trying to stop the raging flow while staring at me and attempting to staunch away my fear.I had just busted my boyfriend right in the nose. Hard.Horrified was one way to describe how I was feeling but I was also so damn relieved that none of his roommates were home. I did not need them to think of me as a freak, well even more than I was.He sat down, pinched his nose, and looked at me. Really looked at me. His calculating eyes roamed over my shaking body, my sweaty brow. He watched the rapid rise and fall of my chest. I pulled the cheap blue and white checkered comforter around me, trying to hide me, trying to find me, desperately searching for some semblance of safety in its fol…

Comforted by Courage

You can be comfortable or courageous but not both.That quote pops up every now and then, a reminder than discomfort and pain brings reward and that familiarity will bring us death.  We have heard time and time again that life begins at the end of our comfort zone and I would daresay that is true to an extent.Life can be downright scary but so damn rewarding when we leave the confines of everything familiar to us. Starting a new journey or attempting to reach a new goal will lead to self-discovery. Yes, you may encounter failure and cruddy life lessons. You may wish you could crawl back into your reassuringly sweet little bubble of comfort. You may want to scream screw it as loudly as possible and turn back. But you don't need to. You've done one of the hardest things already-you started on to a path of a new you. Of course you will encounter problems. We all do-and thank goodness we do. We grow from them, learn from them, change course, adapt to life until we find what is best…

Use Your Words: March 13, 2015

Hello and Happy Friday the 13th!Welcome to March's Use Your Word writing challenge!How it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now. (Cue ominous music.)At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.      My words are: Prompt ~ Hurricane ~ proud ~ stoke ~ conditioningThey were submitted by:  Battered Hope -thanks Carol!          -   -   -   -   -   -   -   -   -    -   March is Women's History Month. It is time to spend recognizing and acknowledging contributions of women to events in history and  society. It is celebrated in various coun…

Donna Day

My friend shaved her head last year.
Before her gorgeous, dark locks were sheared, I asked her why she was willing to part with her lovely tresses. She simply replied, 'For Donna'.

Then she did the kindest, cruelest thing, she shared Donna's story with me. Just as I will  now share it with you.

Meet Donna.

You will no doubt notice how her sweet smile draws you in. You will be enraptured with the sparkle in her eyes and the mischievous glint in her smile. You cannot help it.

Today is her day.

Today is the day Donna helps raise awareness for pediatric cancer. At only 20 months old, in 2007 Donna was diagnosed with brain cancer. After surgeries, chemo, hope curbed with fear, hospital visits, and so much more than any child should ever have to go through-at age four-Donna lost her battle with cancer.

Just take that in.

At four years old she said goodbye to the world.

No kindergarten graduation, no science projects, no middle school anxiety, no high school prom, no fretting ov…

Secret Subject Swap: March 6th, 2015

Hello and happy Friday! Today I'd love to welcome you to a Secret Subject Swap. This week, 14 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts. Dun, dun, dun!Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts. Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:Baking In A TornadoStacy Sews and SchoolsSpatulas on ParadeThe Bergham’s Life ChroniclesDinosaur Superhero MommyThe MomisodesClimaxedSomeone Else’s GeniusConfessions of a part-time working momThe Lieber FamilySouthern Belle CharmSearching for SanitySparkly Poetic WeirdoSmall Talk MamaMy prompt is: You can have any one blogger write a guest post for your blog. Who would you choose? It can be anyone as long as they do blog.It was submitted by the awesome Baking In A Tornado~thanks Karen!                -             -              -Kelly Debie.Kel…

Annoyed And Aware

Kindness over dogma. Pretty much sums up my religion. I am aware that makes some uncomfortable and I am okay with that.Over the years I have learned I do not need to be immersed in a church to find what works for me and my faith. I know I would rather serve others than wait and pray for something to happen. I know I would rather donate my time and money to organizations I believe in rather to a building and a congregation who read the same archaic lines but do not apply them to their every day lives.I believe in love and free thought. I love science and learning. I do not believe in shutting out other faiths or belief systems. I have met loving, caring, giving atheists who would give the shirt off their back just because they wanted to make the world a better place and not because a promise of heaven awaits them.I have metspiteful, untrustworthy and rude so-called Christians  who talk about their 'friends' cruelly and behind their backs. Many are ensared by their saccharin swe…