Ah yes, another rambling paragraph about how I was busy and/or had nothing exciting to blog about and/or plain old forgot to blog… Except I was super busy and none of it really warranted its own post, so I really spared you. Anyway, here are a few things you missed while I was off doing who knows what: Read More
Summer is not technically my favorite season, though I did consider it to be for a while (because of my birthday, obvs). Don’t get me wrong—I love swimming and sunshine and the ocean and fireflies and late nights and thunderstorms and stunning sunsets and fresh garden veggies and a million smoothie bowls and ice cream for dinner. But I cannot stand the humidity. I’m not really a fan of the heat either, but the humidity is what really kills me. This summer, the weather has driven me especially crazy because my eczema has been acting up more than usual. Read More
Another month of 2017 is coming to a close. It’s hard to believe this year is nearly halfway over (seeing as it feels like it’s gone on for four years already), but here we are. For nearly 70 years, Mental Health Awareness Month has been observed in order to fight stigma, provide support, educate the public, and advocate for care. At the beginning of May, I knew I would post something in honor of Mental Health Awareness Month, but I wasn’t sure where to start or what to say. Read More
Sooo, have I mentioned that I’m sick? As I’m typing this, I have to pause every twelve seconds for a violent coughing fit in which I nearly hack up a lung. There has also been a muffled ringing in my ear since I woke up an hour before my alarm this morning, which has made conversations very strange today. So. Much. Fun. It appears things are not quite turning around for me yet.
Being sick is absolutely never fun, but it is even worse to be sick during the summer. The weather is lovely, sunny, and warm. There are still so many things left to do before the cold creeps in, so taking advantage of every second of daylight is crucial. I would much rather soak up the sun, go for a swim, or take an adventure to somewhere new than curl up in bed surrounded by blankets and tissues.
Alas, I came down with a cold about a week and a half ago. Read More
When I was a little girl, I thought telling lies was cool. In my mind, it was a very “adult” thing to do, and it was often far more exciting than the truth. There is a very fine, thin line between lies and “make believe.” As a child, my wild imagination allowed me to think I could easily straddle that line without crossing it. My parents taught me it was wrong of course, and I learned. But even after I knew, sometimes I couldn’t help myself from telling a little white lie here and there. I thought it was easier to lie. It was surely less scary than telling the truth.
I am a fan of coconut. However, I mostly stayed away from it during college once my roommate found out she had a tree nut allergy. Tree nuts include almost all nuts, except peanuts and black walnuts. While the variations and severity of the allergy vary from person to person, my roommate’s allergy included coconut, so we avoided it whenever possible. Now that our four years of living together are over (for now, at least), I’ve been soaking up the coconut. Literally. Read More