Category: Musings

  • Thunderous.

    Thunderous.

    Do you ever stumble across something relatively ordinary that, for whatever reason, has a serious impact on you? It’s hard not to feel silly attributing meaning to random articles on the internet, but I suppose meaning is the overall intent of their creators. A recent photo series featured on HuffPost Women had this effect on…

  • When Falling Apart is Falling into Place.

    When Falling Apart is Falling into Place.

    It never ceases to amaze me that way that, in life, each little thing you encounter prepares you for the next. I supposed that’s relativity in action, huh? It also has become increasingly apparent to me that we really do get to decide how our stories are told and how we want to handle things.…

  • Choices & Expecting Perfection

    Choices & Expecting Perfection

    I have talked about my generation before and I won’t reiterate my concerns with the ever present desire to “find oneself” and refuse to accept the position of adulthood. Instead, I want to discuss another issue that plagues not only my generation, but the entirety of western society: Choice. I recently watched a rather amazing TED…

  • Burning.

    Burning.

    And there’s this burning, just like there’s always been. I don’t know how many people read this or how well those of you that do know me, so I will take this opportunity to start at the beginning. I am often prone to dissatisfaction. As a result, I curate beautiful things and surround myself with…

  • Intentions.

    Intentions.

    I mentor a 10 year old girl through a volunteer program here in town during the school year, and I realized today that school will be starting up soon enough. So, naturally, I was thinking about the age-old wisdom I plan to bestow upon this soon-to-be 5th grader in the upcoming year. Now, my mentee…

  • My body is a wonderland. Or something.

    My body is a wonderland. Or something.

    I am a healthy 24 year old woman. I have an amazing body. I am 5’4 and sit just under 150lbs. I’m curvy. I have cellulite. I have an hourglass figure, in that my shoulders are almost as wide as my hips. I have small, 27.5 inch waist that slowly billows out to a bodacious 41 inch…

  • On Marrying Young.

    On Marrying Young.

    So this year is wrapping up and it’s time for the annual existential review of my life. Yet another big year for me, obviously, on account of the fact that Daniel and I got married. Young. We got married young. We are definitely not alone in this as I can’t even begin to count on both…

  • Slowly, then Suddenly.

    Slowly, then Suddenly.

    My goodness. Sorry for the double-a-day post, but I just took a moment to re-read a few of my older posts (on account of the large year I’ve been having) and came across something I wrote in April of last year entitled, “How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb.” In it, I referenced Hemingway’s…

  • 1 Year Update

    1 Year Update

    So here we are  exactly 1 year after purchasing my home. This entire blog is geared around transitioning this Texas girl to a new life in Oklahoma. It’s crazy to me that this epic year of life changing has come and gone, much like I had assumed it would. What a huge and amazing year it…

  • Wedding and Honeymoon

    Wedding and Honeymoon

    So, so much has happened. For starters, Daniel and I got married. And I learned that all of those little details I wanted to be perfect, I never even saw (no, seriously, I’m waiting for the photographer to give us back photos so I can actually see what our wedding cake looked like. I truly have…