Sunday, March 13, 2016
Long time, no see
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
What I Know Now
Sunday, July 5, 2015
Roller Coastin'
Monday I woke up with my stomach still screaming.
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Scars
We all have them.
Some you can see, some we keep hidden inside.
There are ads upon ads for scar removal creams, "removing the blemish."
Here's my question. Why hide them?
I love my physical scars. Half of them I don't even know how I got them.
I have one on my forehead that I've had as long as I can remember. Nobody knows how I got it, it's just always been there. I love that little mystery just above my right eyebrow. It makes it easy to show my hairstylist where my hair naturally parts. It adds a little extra something to my rather plain features.
I have two very small white scars under my bottom lip. It appears as though I bit myself extremely hard - again, nobody remembers for sure. Can you blame them? I was the third child, and all three of us played rough - just ask my oldest sister about the scars on her arms from my fingernails. You probably wouldn't notice the scars when you talk to me, unless you pay incredibly close attention.
I have many, many physical scars from years of sports, as well as just plain being a klutz. All of those remind me that I can be athletic, that I have been fit and can get there again. They motivate me to get moving.
My emotional scars?
Well, I don't really keep those hidden either. They can't stay hidden - they have shaped the woman I am today. They are a part of who I am. All of my quirks come from those "secrets." I believe in talking about anything and everything, as long as an honest dialogue stays open.
Some scars have a more obvious effect than others. For example, I didn't have many friends growing up. My parents are divorced. When you are sent to your mom's house in another town every weekend and summer, nobody invites you to do anything because you always have to say no. This has lead to my love of reading. Book characters have been the best friends I could ask for, leading me on wild adventures all over the world from the comfort of my own home.
This lack of friends has also lead to me making an effort to be overly social in college, leading to a wide range of friendships and all types of people in my life. The hardest part was learning to cultivate only a few solid friendships. I've learned that there are those special few that really deserve my time and energy, whereas there are others that can come and go, but I shouldn't put too much of myself into it. I've also got the scars of the toxic relationships guiding me. I've learned the hard way that not every relationship is meant to last, and some are much better off being avoided if at all possible.
Scars make us who we are. We can try to deny them, hide them with creams and crafted social media posts. However, how can we deny the lasting effects? Creams can only lessen the coloring, not undo the lesion entirely. Facebook and Instagram can fake an appearance of perfection, but how can you hide from reality on a daily basis? Eventually, the scars reveal themselves, so why not embrace them?
Learn from them.
Love them.
They are, after all, a part of the best person you could ever know and love - yourself.
My emotional scars?
Well, I don't really keep those hidden either. They can't stay hidden - they have shaped the woman I am today. They are a part of who I am. All of my quirks come from those "secrets." I believe in talking about anything and everything, as long as an honest dialogue stays open.
Some scars have a more obvious effect than others. For example, I didn't have many friends growing up. My parents are divorced. When you are sent to your mom's house in another town every weekend and summer, nobody invites you to do anything because you always have to say no. This has lead to my love of reading. Book characters have been the best friends I could ask for, leading me on wild adventures all over the world from the comfort of my own home.
This lack of friends has also lead to me making an effort to be overly social in college, leading to a wide range of friendships and all types of people in my life. The hardest part was learning to cultivate only a few solid friendships. I've learned that there are those special few that really deserve my time and energy, whereas there are others that can come and go, but I shouldn't put too much of myself into it. I've also got the scars of the toxic relationships guiding me. I've learned the hard way that not every relationship is meant to last, and some are much better off being avoided if at all possible.
Scars make us who we are. We can try to deny them, hide them with creams and crafted social media posts. However, how can we deny the lasting effects? Creams can only lessen the coloring, not undo the lesion entirely. Facebook and Instagram can fake an appearance of perfection, but how can you hide from reality on a daily basis? Eventually, the scars reveal themselves, so why not embrace them?
Learn from them.
Love them.
They are, after all, a part of the best person you could ever know and love - yourself.
Monday, January 5, 2015
Plan, Plan, Plan
Friday, January 2, 2015
Goodbye 2014.
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Emotional Roller Coaster
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Well, hello again!
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Life long battle
Hey guys! I promise I am still alive!!!
Sorry, my new job, wedding planning, and well life in general kind of interrupted my blogging. Now that my blogging best friend has moved back to Florida, I realized I haven't touched this space sine JANUARY. Not cool, Heidi, not cool.
Here's my life long battle that the post title is referring to: organizing my room! I absolutely hate putting away my clothes, because no matter how many I get rid of there is always too many for my closet. I have tried different hanging organizing schemes and NOTHING HELPS.
Poor Jacop has had to learn to deal with my extremely messy closet and I am bound to figure out how to have a grown up closet. I'm guessing an updated wardrobe would help but I can't afford new clothes with the wedding and all. Does anyone have any favorite organizing tips??
Sunday, January 12, 2014
A Marathon of Facts!
Saturday, January 11, 2014
A Half-Marathon of Blogs
10K Day.....a day late!
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Thursday means 5k!
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
An Original Idea!
It has been awhile since I have shared an original idea! Although this is mostly inspired by Becca, the content is all my own idea!
When I had my first ever blate with Becca back in November, I was beyond nervous. I mean, the girl had the guts to leave our beautiful home state and move across the country to work for Disney for a whole year! I get panicky about leaving for a WEEK, let alone a YEAR! However, as soon as she sat down at our little table in the coffee shop, we hit it off. Three hours later, we finally had a reality check after discussing books, blogs, and basically everything. During our talk, Becca mentioned she was doing the Dopey Challenge at Disney World. I called her crazy and didn't think much about it.
This past Sunday, we had our second blate at one of my favorite local restaurants. We had to make sure not to stay to late because Becca was staying true to her goal and was off to Florida the next morning to get ready for the Challenge! Now, I have been told I am not medically cleared to run (thank goodness for knock-knees!), but I decided to challenge myself in honor of Becca's commitment to the Challenge.
For those of you who don't know what the challenge is, it is 4 days of running races throughout the Disney Parks. At the end of the challenge, Becca will have ran a total of 48.6 miles in 4 days..... yikes! So here is the breakdown of my own challenge compared to hers:
Thursday is her Disney Family Fun Run 5K. I will be posting a "5K Of Favorites", or 5 things that start with K that I happen to love.
Friday is the Walt Disney World 10K. I will post "10K Dream Vacations".
Saturday is the Walt Disney World Half Marathon - 13.1 miles. I will post a half marathon of favorite blogs - 13.1 Blogs I love and why I love them.
Sunday is the big finish - the Walt Disney World Marathon - 26.2 miles. I will post 26.2 fun facts about myself.
So, in essence, you get to learn more about me and running than you ever wanted to know.
Get ready,
get set,
CHALLENGE!!
Friday, January 3, 2014
Currently
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Working out a few kinks
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Oh, hey there, 2014!
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Overwhelmed
Friday, September 6, 2013
A little ditty about me and my man...
So, I promised a little relationship update here on BB.
(Please ignore the hair and the awful nails. Like I said, it was the morning after a bachelorette party!)
And that's how I went from being the girl who never wanted to get married to the girl marrying her best friend next August!
For those of you who are new here, Jacop and I have been dating since Halloween last year. We had met six months earlier and were just not ready to date yet.
Since Halloween, he has become my best friend. He is the person I want to run to when something happens, the one I call every day to talk about nothing with, my venting release. He makes me laugh and makes me smile more than anyone I have ever met.
Yes, we do have our problems. I'm not going to pretend and say we are perfect. We've had to work hard and we plan to keep working on us.
Okay, I promise this isn't a babbling gushing post about how fantastic my relationship is. This is a post to share some news!
On July 27, 2013, Jacop asked me to marry him.
I said yes.
YAY!
Now, I have some pictures to illustrate how he pulled it off:
First of all, he knew it meant the world to me that he ask my dad and stepdad for permission, so the guy spent SIX HOURS at my dad's house the night before. He told me he was "fixing my dad's computer." Needless to say my dad is still having computer problems.....
So, a few days beforehand, Jacop suggested we go to visit my mom for a bit in between a bachelorette party and a bridal shower (for those of you who don't know, I attended 7 out of 8 weddings I was invited to this summer).
My mom has a homemade Scrabble board in her backyard, complete with large hand painted wood tiles. When we got to her house, she immediately whisked me off to get some stuff at the store, giving Jacop time to talk to my stepdad without me knowing. While we were out and about, she told me that my parents were playing Scrabble and since they play it so often, they decided to add their own rule that it was romantic words only. She told me my stepdad was taking way too long, so she wanted to Jacop and I to take over and play for awhile. My stepdad was going to take pictures of the flowers in the yard for my mom to hang up.
So here is how the board was set up from Jacop's point of view:
My mom had it all set up so he could play the word "Marry" off of "love" to make "Marry Me".
Now this is where I explain how much of a dork I am. Jacop played, and all I thought was "nice! 14 points!" and proceeded to try to make my next romantic word. Everyone was staring at me, and my stepdad was a little exasperated with me. "Uh, aren't you going to answer him??" "I'm trying to find my word, but Mom left me a terrible hand!"
To be fair, all I got were vowels and one 's'.
Then, Jacop played it pretty smooth and waved off my ridiculous attempts by stating he had another move. Then, this happened:
So after I nodded my head yes (words just weren't coming out!) my mom and stepdad decided to take us to a little covered bridge in a park by their house and do a mini photo shoot:
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
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