Watch this. Then watch it again.

9 12 2014


6 12 2014

I do believe that “someday” is possibly the cruelest word in the English language. Do it now. Plan it now.

“Someday” is just another word for never.

Whiny Wednesday, so I’m Crowing out.

12 11 2014

Aw, man. I’m in a funk, y’all. Worked a ton in October, hurt my knee, haven’t been walking… it’s a recipe for a funky disaster. This is my favorite time of year, I should be happy to have free time and cooler weather and family eating occasions. I’ll get there. Should I wallow? Part of me wants to, but what a waste of time to do that. Meh. I’ll listen to music and clean the kitchen.

Always <3

Gosh! And a poem.

28 10 2014

It’s been a month since I posted! Holy moley!

I’ve been busy. New job with Clinique, during one of the craziest months. I’ve been all over Central Florida for events and gift-with-purchase and the like. I haven’t been walking every day, but I did complete my 40 days. Maybe tomorrow I’ll get a chance to compile all the info and see exactly how well I did.

Read a poem today. I’m glad that there are talented poets out there who can say how I feel. Thanks, Pablo Neruda.

“He who becomes the slave of habit,
who follows the same routes every day,
who never changes pace,
who does not risk and change the color of his clothes,
who does not speak and does not experience,
dies slowly.

He or she who shuns passion,
who prefers black on white,
dotting ones “it’s” rather than a bundle of emotions, the kind that make your eyes glimmer,
that turn a yawn into a smile,
that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings,
dies slowly.

He or she who does not turn things topsy-turvy,
who is unhappy at work,
who does not risk certainty for uncertainty,
to thus follow a dream,
those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives,
die slowly.

He who does not travel, who does not read,
who does not listen to music,
who does not find grace in himself,
she who does not find grace in herself,
dies slowly.

He who slowly destroys his own self-esteem,
who does not allow himself to be helped,
who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck, about the rain that never stops,
dies slowly.

He or she who abandon a project before starting it, who fail to ask questions on subjects he doesn’t know, he or she who don’t reply when they are asked something they do know,
die slowly.

Let’s try and avoid death in small doses,
reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing.

Only a burning patience will lead
to the attainment of a splendid happiness.”
Pablo Neruda


Chocolate cake + white frosting = Speckles

28 09 2014

Welp, I’ve hurt my knee. I’m not happy about it. Taking the day off from doing an official walk, although I can’t say that I won’t be walking in place by my bed tonight before sleep happens. It’s been an exhausting weekend. I’m looking forward to the week just to get some rest. :)

Trivia tomorrow night. Here’s some good music.


And I’m about to eat a candy bar.

19 09 2014

Hi! Welp, yes, I needed tissues. :) That’s alright.

So, it’s been a few days since my last real update. I’ve been walking like a crazy woman. Every day, at least 10000 steps, which equals about 4 miles. My typical route for my morning walk is 3.2 miles. I’ll be upping that soon. Aches and pains are starting to show, which was really the point of doing this 40 day everyday walk. Knees, ankles, all that good stuff. I need to know what my weak points are and what will need special attention when I’m walking a normal week’s worth of miles in one or two days. Here’s where I am so far in my trek.

Week One:
Screenshot 2014-09-19 at 3.15.16 PM

 Week Two:

Screenshot 2014-09-19 at 3.15.45 PM

 And here’s where I am on the lovely Camino, courtesy of, including this week’s miles so far.

Screenshot 2014-09-19 at 3.24.44 PM

I can't wait to actually see this in person!!

I can’t wait to actually see this in person!! 

Still dreaming, still striving, still motivated. Life is Good.


Standing post

14 09 2014

Mass starts at 12. If I sit down I WILL NOT get back up to go. Looks like I’m standing up for the next 15-20 minutes.

I’m majorly going to need tissues.


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