WTF’s & FTW’s

I’m fairly certain someone (me) once said “When life gives you WTF moments, figure out how to turn them into FTW celebrations.” Which is only mildly less annoying than the phrase involving lemons and lemonade. Or the one your aunt always repeats involving lemons and tequila which she repeats so often you’d think she thought of it rather than reading it on a forward that she’s sent you roughly 34,595 times.

But phrases like that are around for reason (and not just to be complied into lists that your relatives forward you from now until eternity), they make sense. And when I …READ MORE

Tell Me I’m Normal

1. When I go to Starbucks,  I become irrationally worried that I’m going to forget my order. I will spend the entire time stuck in the drive thru saying my order on repeat.  But attempting to say it casually as well, so I don’t come off as a *robot. (Because yes, that’s a serious concern I have- people mistaking me for a robot). “Venti, non-fat, no whip, white hot chocolate, Venti, non-fat, no whip, white hot chocolate. Why yes, it IS cold out today. Oh you like my hair? Thank you! What would I like? Oh that’s easy, Venti, non-fat, …READ MORE

Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda…

I can’t… Wear maxi dresses (I look like I’m playing dress up). Watch Fox News without yelling. Make jello (it just.. never works). Flirt. Push the snooze button.

I can.. Drive a tractor. Sign my name in sign language faster than I can say it out loud. Teach 19 second graders how to hand write.  Fall asleep in any moving vehicle. Admit to loving public speaking. Check my email far too often for it to be considered healthy. Make 32 pirate costumes in five days. Always tell you which way north is.

I won’t… Buy Cosmo magazine anymore. Kiss and …READ MORE

The Least Interesting Post Ever

I ate a bagel yesterday and now my stomach feels like there’s glass in it and invisible people are using it as a trampoline.

Gluten is such an asshole.

In other far cooler news- check out the project Peter and I are working on. In a word? Mind blowing.

Okay, ‘mind blowing’ is two words. Don’t blame me for my inability to count correctly. Blame this bastard bagel that is ruining my insides. I suspect my stomach feels how Amy Winehouse’s liver must feel. Angry and wanting to collapse on itself like a dying star.

The Secret Project will be …READ MORE

if you’re lucky

It’s funny how this blogging thing can connect us to others in a way that we never really imagined. The people we meet, the friends we make, from all over the freaking world, it’s kind of amazing, right? I mean you go into blogging probably because you have an affinity for writing, you have something to say, you want to get your words out of your mind and out there, and something else happens as a really good side benny, if you’re lucky. Someone from somewhere far away (like Canada!) stumbles across your blog or you fall upon her’s first, …READ MORE

Mother Nature needs a beat down

I’m alive.

There were a few times in the last five days that I thought I was going to die. A few times I wished I would just die, and once or twice where I actively went looking for things that would put me out of my misery but alas- I’m still standing.

Remember last Friday I was driving 10 hours to read Shakespeare at a wedding? Yeah. I did that. Then I danced like I was famous, got pictures taken in front of the elaborate wedding ice sculpture and won $50 in the hotel’s casino at 3am with one …READ MORE

what happens there, stays there?

Firstly, since Miss Brandylu asked that I hijack her blog whilst she’s away in Vegas (lucky lady), and last night is when The Hills! made it’s debut back, I had to pay proper tribute and do a shoutout for that alone, first and foremost.   I’m Brookem, I’m a Hills addict, I like men with a good HOH, and Brandy is one of my most favourite bloggers.   I’ve been reading Brandy’s blog for about a year or so now?, and I remember being hooked when I read this post.  Brandy and I, despite our geographical distance, seem to be in tune …READ MORE

I lived a lifetime in 7 days

Oh my stars, what a week it’s been. I’ve slept less, cried more and laughed harder in the last seven days than I think I ever have. I could fill you all in with longest post ever with thoughts so deep we all would need to wear rubber boots, but honestly? My brain is hurting and I need sleep. So instead, let’s do this prison rules style. Bring on the bullets!

There are two kinds of calls you can get at 1am- 1) A call from someone telling you that they love you and they miss you and they want …READ MORE

This is my life

There are moments that clearly stand out as examples of what your life is. A day that could serve as a snapshot of existence, where the holder of a photo could look down and get an idea of everything that you are about, what you stand for, where you are going. Maybe it’s the day your child was born, the day you got married. Maybe it’s the day you stood up to your boss, got divorced or kicked a bad habit. Maybe it was the day you graduated university, sang in tune to “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” at a …READ MORE