Blog Posts, Summer

Time to Take My Own Advice

Learn to lower expectations.

That’s not to say we should lower them to a sedentary life of minimal progress, but more or less manage what you expect from others. You won’t be able to please everyone. You can’t be everyone’s best friend. People will come and go, but you will always be there for yourself. And as much as you would like to, you can’t always change or influence the attitudes of others. Not everyone is you, and oftentimes that’s a good thing. It makes for new and diverse experiences. Allows each of us to change and grow by learning from the actions of others. Although sometimes it can be frustrating.

-When someone else doesn’t complete a task in the way we expect.

-When you finish something, thinking you did a good job, only to find out it was mediocre in comparison to someone else’s standards.

-When life turns out differently than we anticipated.

-When we can’t see the changes that are happening within ourselves, and someone else points out our failures.

Embrace change. Fill yourself with happiness for all that you have accomplished. Teach your mind not to fall victim to your own shortcomings. Readjust, take note of the bar you have set, and aim higher next time. If you didn’t live up to the standards of others in this situation, how did it compare to your personal best? How can you improve? What changes can you make to create a better environment for the next adventure?

Think about these things when you fall short, and don’t just give up. Learn to take constructive criticism in stride, focus on all that you have done thus far, and keep going. You’ve got a long way to go.

Love ya, hugs // ❤

Blog Posts, July


It’s summer, again. The sun is beating down, we’ve just had another week of a heat wave and it’s just starting to cool off a bit. Clearly summertime is not my favorite season, but I power through and try to make the most of it. Although I love this warmer (emphasis on warm not steamy and sweltering) weather, I haven’t spent nearly as much time outside as I usually do and am feeling pretty pale and pasty.

I’ve always asserted that there’s two types of ideal jobs to have in the summer. You either spend your days in the wonderfully cool and breezy air conditioning indoors, or outside all day getting your tan on and soaking up the sunshine. For the last four years (wow, has it really been that long) I’ve spent seven weeks as a camp counselor getting paid just above minimum wage and having a love-hate relationship with the job. I’d be outside for eight hours a day, working on a lovely, golden glow, surrounded my munchkins asking many questions. Now I’m in an office where I love my job, but I miss the camp environment every once in awhile.


1.Kids keep you young, you stay updated on all the latest trends and they are never afraid to tell you like it is to your face. It’s refreshing because no one else is ever as real as they are.

2. The sunshine keeps you tan and blonde until the weather turns cool and crisp again when the leaves start to change.

3. You get to spend some unforgettable summers with a crew that has your back and can become some of your closest friends. Especially during those long days on trips to waterparks and on buses where there’s not even a pitstop to pee.


1. For me, too much time with other people gets on my nerves. And kids, at many ages, can be super annoying. It’s even worse when they knowingly aggravate you, but most of the time it’s out of love for their counselor (or at least that’s what I told myself).

2. Sometimes that farmers and sock tan from the constant sneaker wearing needs some tempering with flip-flops and a swimsuit, but I suppose that works out while you’re supervising poolside. However, the shorts tan will always remain.

3. Those same people who have your back tell it like it is with reckless abandon. They don’t owe you anything and can disappear to get a “real-job” from summer to summer. Don’t get attached or have high expectations unless they become your kleek.

Everything has its pros and cons and camp is no exception, but I’ll always be grateful for the experience. It’s something that has taught me a lot and shaped who I am as a person, and for that I can’t thank the kids and co-counselors, parents and mentors enough.

Here’s to the summers filled with memories that last a lifetime. Miss ya Chadwick – I’ll have to come and visit soon!

Love ya, hugs // ❤


Blog Posts

Make lemonade with those lemons.

I ramble. I write. I edit. I wonder. I ponder. I type. I post. I spew words.

It’s not something I was necessarily born with, but rather something that I learned to do. I’ve always been a good, well-practiced writer. Or at least so I’ve been told. It comes fairly easily to me. It’s something that doesn’t take a lot of effort. But I tend to step back from it whenever possible. I see writing, and putting words to paper, as work. It keeps me busy. Occupies my precious time. I’ve always liked being a multitasker and this takes away so much brain power that it needs my undivided attention. Which I don’t like.

It’s always been on my mind though. I’ve considered writing a book. A novel. Trying to get published. Becoming a young author. Maybe even a distinguished one. But that’s a lot of work. And dedication. I’m not sure I have it in me. Hell, I don’t even know if I have it in me to stick with this blogging thing. But I’ve put in the work toward setting up the backend. So I power through. If I don’t like it I can just stop. It can be a piece of me that I can always look back on. The organized chaos of my mind spilled onto the page in the form of ramblings. I’m a legend in my own mind. Or at least that’s what I like to tell myself. Either way, I’ve started this writing thing and am trying to make something of it. Even if it’s just a look into my younger self when I’m middle-aged and trying to figure out where I went wrong (or right) in life.

Read along with me and stick around to see if I can turn those sour lemons into some sweet, refreshing musings.

Love ya, hugs // ❤