Sunday, October 6, 2013


After the week I had, it was really nice to have a pretty chill weekend.
I had a lovely night with best friends on Friday.
I spent some time with family Saturday night and all day today.

I also went for a little hike up one of my favorite canyons. It is probably my favorite place to go during fall.  It's so absolutely beautiful.
I can't help but feel some peace when I'm out in nature, especially during my favorite time of year.

Dear Winter, 

Please be kind and don't skip Fall.  I really need it.  I swear I won't complain when you finally come.
Thank you,


following your dreams is hard.

My best friend of 10 years lives in another state.  We go months, literally months, with out talking.  When we do contact each other, whether its been 2 weeks or 4 months, it feels like nothing has changed.
Like we are still 14 years old, listening to The Killers in our bedroom or watching Moulin Rouge on a Friday night.
Like we still live blocks, not states, away from each other.
Even though we haven't seen each other in over a year, it'll only feel like it's been a few days when I go to visit her next week.

I guess that's how I always thought growing up would be like.

I could move away and have this new, somewhat different life, but things would still be the same. I'd still be the same.

I guess I never anticipated how much things could change.  How even living an hour away from my hometown could be such a big change.

I feel like I'm caught between my childhood and adulthood.  I didn't think that it could feel weird to go back and visit my hometown and have it not necessarily feel like it's where I would call "home" anymore.  But I don't feel like where I am now is necessarily my "home" either.

I didn't think that moving away like I always wanted to and starting a career would make my past feel like this other part of me or that relationships would change or that I would change.

I didn't know I could feel so off-balance and out of place, but also feel so completely free and independent.

Maybe growing up is not necessarily letting your childhood go, maybe it's just knowing that it will always be a part of you and can still be a part of your life, but still allowing yourself to become the person you want to be. Allowing yourself to be who you really are, not someone else's idea of who you are or should be.

Maybe it's just accepting when you make a big change like a move or a career, that a lot of other things are going to change too. And somehow you've just got to find a way to be content with it all.

And realizing that not having all the answers is how it's supposed to be, no matter how hard it is.

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Blogging? Ain't nobody got time for that

About once a month I remember, hey I have a blog. It's usually in that random amount of time I have to actually browse Pinterest and Tumblr for more than 15 minutes.
I usually always have something to say about teaching (seeing as how it takes up about 85% of my life) but today I will just leave it to this:

(although I wouldn't call it "problem")

I kid, I kid.  At some point everyday I do love my job.  These are just funny... because they are true.

In other good news, it's freakin' October! My most favorite month ever.  I love fall weather and fall clothes and fall colors.  The world is so pretty in October.  All of the trees changing colors before they die.... and winter comes.... and I slip into a sad, winter depression.... 
Oh, yeah! October! Halloween, which happens to be my favorite holiday, also happens to be in this glorious month. I've been planning my Halloween costume since November 1. 
October (and some of September) is also when the best TV shows start again. Like Vampire Diaries (I've missed you, Damon), and New Girl. hashtagNick&Jess4ever.
Speaking of New Girl, I recently rewatched the entire 2nd season. 
Let me tell you, Netflix is the greatest thing to have on while grading endless amounts of homework.
New Girl is not only HILARIOUS and super weird in the best possible way, it also has so much wisdom. Seriously. I've learned a lot from it, besides that Nick Miller is the love of my life.
I learned that you should never apologize for being your weird-ass, sing-a-lot, childish self.
Never back-slide (exes are exes for a reason).
You can be a teacher and still go to the bar on the weekends. We are regular people too.
You can be 30 and have no idea what the hell you are doing with your life (but you better figure that shit out quick).
You can also be 30 and single, so suck it, Utah.
Men point their feet to what they want.
The youths will ruin your car.
You can't ever be friends with benefits with out someone wanting more. It's a fact.
If you feel sabotaged by your baby-box, you can't trust anything that comes out of it (why I won't have children).
And, you know, everything on this...

This was sufficiently pointless, have a good day.