Tag Archives: memories


Is it possible to get a vocabulary transplant?

I realized recently that I have a pretty limited repertoire of conversational topics. I literally talk about the same things approximately 80 percent of the time. If you and I have any sort of memory together, be sure that I will bring up it up at any opportunity.

I’m a little perplexed about this phenomenon, because I honestly don’t sit around thinking about stale subjects very often..okay maybe I do, but not the ones I talk about with people.

Now is the time in our lives where we should be creating new memories, not staying stuck in the old ones. That way, when we look back we will have more variety to reminisce about.

Maybe it is because I have basically secluded myself in comfort this past year, embracing my hermit side because someone was living far away. I neglected important relationships, and though looking back I realize I had a fantastic life and I was so focused on that one missing part that I failed to see what I had right in front of me all along.

I love my life, I love my friends and I can’t wait to create new memories with all of you!

let’s get crackin!



Let me just preface this post by cursing the inventor of the bicycle seat–they are (were) a cruel, cruel human being.


You know what is not cruel? The fact that it is free to do laundry here. Seeing as I have not had an opportunity to take advantage of this yet, I decided to celebrate ‘Thirsty Thursday’ in style..Grandma style that is ;)

I am happy to announce that I am now the proud owner of clean towels, underwear, and work out gear- HURRAY!

So, homesickness is beginning to rear its ugly head. I definately did not get my fill of at-home relaxation this summer and now I am craving it desperately. Sitting here I realized that this year has been different and will continue to be different than other years of my life:

First off, I did not go to Maine with my family this summer because I was in Washington DC

I didn’t go to the lake with my group of friends like last year either

This year I will be out of the country for Thanksgiving–my FAVORITE holiday

For the first time in my ENTIRE life I will not be in the same house for Christmas

The past two years my birthday has been celebrated with the same four people trekking to the same dang place..

But not this year. :(

I wont be back country skiing with my dad either, which we normally do.

Changes are a part of life, I get that. I am just a very tradition-oriented person and I love to do things that I already know I love over and over again. I’m the type of person who listens to the same song 500 million times until I get absolutely sick of it or eats the same sandwich for breakfast, lunch, and dinner until I cannot stand the sight of it for years.

All I need right now is a snuggle session with my doggie..

..some gingerbread pancakes and fruit salad..

and a taste of home

And then I will be just fine

Or maybe just some sleep will do the trick.


Memories were triggered last night serving me to be reminded of all the humiliating things I have done over the years. The flood of recollections pertaining to my various mishaps made me appreciate the person that I have grown to be today. More so though it made me want to further improve because clearly I still need some work. Even as recently as last month I have done things that even if not witnessed by anyone else, I am ashamed of myself for engaging in.

Remembering all the mortifying actions I have subjected myself to throughout my life, even ones that make perfect sense on my part but come across negatively to other people, literally makes me sick to my stomach. I seriously just lost my appetite.

It makes me wonder, truly wonder, if people can forget your embarrassing antics of the past or if thats all they think about every time they see you. I can’t even seem to put my finger on if I personally do so. I couldn’t tell you right now if I eventually forget people’s mistakes or if every time I see that person I judge them, either subconsciously or otherwise.

Clearly we have all made mistakes and are nowhere NEAR being through with doing so. If there were no mistakes, we would not be able to learn or grow from them but seriously…does growing have to be so painful? Couldn’t we instead achieve personal growth and maturity through laughter or eating snickers?

Has anyone ever noticed that a certain word is encased in


I suspect that it is not accidental.