I don’t ever want to be anything but honest. So here is an honest story about my struggle with the dishes. The overflowing sink full of soap suds disguize the patterns that paint the beautiful color and the true peaceful and happy emotions the dirty dishes could posses. Inside the tub lay hidden knifes ready… Continue reading Doing the dishes.
I generally don’t like pictures of myself, let alone candid photos. I get a twist in my gut of self-consciousness and usually delete it upon viewing. I know I really should kick the habit, but admit it, nobody truly loves every selfie that they take. Recently however, Munch has learned to steal my phone and… Continue reading When little eyes are watching.
Do you love me? Duh. You’re so romantic. I know. I love you! Thanks. Why wont’ you say the words? Why do you need to hear it when you know its true? Call me pretty. You are. I am with you, arnt I? Yeah, but that doesn’t feel the same. Well, I know what I… Continue reading What does 4 years of marriage look like?
Wow that is amaaaazing (And totes un expected!) I am beyond excited and pleasently thankful to all of you who have followed or liked any blogs that I have posted! I am full of apprecaition! Ontop of doing a pinch of writing for my novel while also socially networking with #nanohop on twitter (new obsession!)… Continue reading 100 Followers, WHAT!?
Crispy and delightful is how I would describe the always enjoyable family time during this holiday season. There is always the smell of Christmas cheer when I visit home. Munch and I have made the trek from Arizona to California once again (Gypsy souls unite) to visit my family for pre Christmas. They are always… Continue reading It smells like Christmas, but my heart hurts a little.
Writing all of the words! But whats this? No blog posts since a few months ago? That is because I have been spending the entierty of November neglecting laundry, dishes, blogging, art and TBR books. Oh and Munch (haha, but not really Munch, because, you know, he is a human child, and even if you… Continue reading My November.
During monsoon season in Arizona, you can see a rain cloud coming towards you as if it were a living thing searching for life among the dead and dry landscape. It is as if the cloud is tied to the earth by hundreds of little grey strings that float through the sky and are being pulled… Continue reading What is your rain like?