A Book Recommendation

It has been so very long since I posted anything new here. I would like you all to think that I’ve been out enjoying summer and it’s myriad joys, but alas no. I have instead caught up on almost all of the shows on my dvr, studied for and passed my Library Media Specialist Praxis, and am now studying for my GRE (which is in less than 2 and a half weeks, eek!). I have also been reading and want to recommend one to you now.

This is by one of my favorite romance authors: Sabrina Jeffries and is called A Lady Never Surrenders. It is actually the last book in a series so I highly recommend you read the previous three before jumping in. I love this book because the heroine Celia decides that to fulfill her grandmother’s ultimatum (she and her siblings must get married before the deadline is up) she will simply get betrothed instead of sealing the deal with marriage. What she doesn’t count on is falling in love with the Bow Street runner that she hires to investigate the men she is considering marrying. Celia is headstrong and stubborn (my favorite traits) and makes for entertaining reading.

I hope that someone will try out Sabrina Jeffries books and if this series doesn’t appeal she also has The School for Heiresses series which was my introduction to her wonderful writing. Happy reading!



April: Be happy, be free, do nothing.

I know last month I was trying to “Live a little” but I honestly did not change a single bit of my routine, except I did quit one job (yay, no more fast food!!) and got a promotion at the other (anyone like to try some alcohol?), which is possibly bad. But I’m not going to call it such. I recently saw a pin on Pinterest that said “I read because I choose to have multiple lives.” and while I did not read a lofty amount of books I did read more and more. Maybe I didn’t get out of the house and meet more people but at least I continue to make the attempt. So maybe for April instead of assigning homework to myself I’m just going to see what happens. Maybe I’ll read some more books (that’s probably a given), maybe I’ll write some more (after all I finally wrote down all the story ideas out of my text message drafts) or maybe I’ll actually get out and do something. April usually promises to bring warm weather and rain, maybe it’ll be good to get out and dance or go for a hike, anything really. I look forward to the infinite possibilities that the world offers me for April. Maybe I’ll get a real job (after all I have become a dreaded adult (and I’ll quite possibly take any job that offers health insurance)) but honestly don’t hold your breath that’s not gonna happen. Maybe I’ll go on a one woman road trip (if that ever happens I think I need a bigger car and more money) and not care what anyone thinks of me. 

For April let’s break free of the constraints that we put on ourselves, allow ourselves to read another book, watch another show, explore the world, dance in the rain, pick some flowers, let ourselves be inspired. Instead of worrying about the world we’ll just roll with it. Live in the moment but don’t feel like you have to do anything. 

March: Live….Don’t Exist

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This past month I tried to focus on celebrating the little things and it was nice. I focused on the little things that made me happiest and tried to ignore the big things that annoyed me or ruined the little bit of routine I tried to instill. This past month I read 17 books (I know, I have no life!) and I managed to work out 19 times. When I was doing them they seemed minuscule but I loved the fact that I had time to do them. But really when it comes down to it I spent a lot of time watching tv, so you could say I skipped some tv to get something done, which leads into March: Live… don’t exist.

How many times do we look forward to doing nothing on our day off? I know I do! On my day off I turn off the alarm and sleep in, I make a nice breakfast and then I veg in front of the tv. Lame, right? So this month as the days (hopefully) begin to turn warm I am looking for ways to live. My plan is to get outside of my comfort zone, discovering new places and people, to broaden my horizons.

There are four weeks coming up where I am going to hold myself accountable for doing something different. Existence is boring, so why do we continually settle for less than the best? My plans can be as small as going to the community pool, to going to a club which is a big thing (who knows maybe I’ll find a friend 😉 though that is certainly not what these adventures are for). I also plan to fit some writing in, not only writing in this blog but also working on my novel ideas (do you see what I did there?).

I hope that this inspires one of you dear readers (if I even have any readers, lol) to reach beyond your comfort zone. Happy living and happy March.

February: Celebrate!

This week I received my  diploma, the final reminder that I had actually graduated and that it was time to find a “real” job; yesterday I received a brochure to take a river cruise with Viking Cruise lines. Both of these things scare me for one simple reason: they are unknown.

Up until now I’ve had 3 part time jobs- I  flip burgers as a short order cook for fast food;  I worked as a seasonal worker with a department store in the mall which was the worst job in the world (imagine waking up at 3,4 or 5 am to stock bed sheets and fold towels); finally there is my favorite job to date,  sample girl for a food warehouse. It’s fun and I meet interesting and new people every day I work. I ask myself now: how have any of these jobs prepared me to tackle a real job? A job that comes with the responsibility of working, at least, 7-4 every day (did I mention that my degree is a Bachelor of Science in High School Education with an emphasis in English?). That kind of commitment frightens me, how am I supposed to be a role model for the teenagers of today? If you asked me point blank what I think of teenagers I’d probably tell you that they are an interesting breed of people and that I’m almost certain I still am one. I haven’t graduated to the stage in development when the world ceases revolving around me. When I turned 23 last August I was upset that there wasn’t any fanfare accompanying the point at which I could never be 22 again and sing “22” by Taylor Swift and mean it anymore. It was depressing and I felt unloved by everyone I know. If that isn’t the reaction of a teenager then obviously I didn’t “teenager” like everyone.

As for the second thing that scares me: travel. I’m desperately afraid of leaving my comfort zone. For me the world will continue to revolve in it’s perfect sphere as long as I continue to pretend I am still a teenager. My dad still pays my damn bills for God’s sake. I have no real responsibility to do anything except pay for my own gas and bring home the occasional grocery item. At the same time I want to shrug off the boring sameness of the rural countryside I currently see everyday of my life. I want to explore this country, this continent, even this world (and maybe others later, you know, when/ if possible. I’m making a joke people, please laugh).  Nightly I look forward to the day that my “Get Out of Missouri” Fund will bloom into fruition, that I will finally get out of this boring little state. Except that lately the reality that I need to find a real job has dimmed the bulb of possibility.

What caused this dimming? The idea of failure, the chance that I would risk everything and disappoint the people that have helped me the most. What happens if I can’t make it work, if I come dragging home one day with no money and no chance to do anything better than be stuck in this hell home of existence depending on the whimsy of the fast food industry to re-hire me? Prodigal Son (Daughter) stories only happen in the Bible and I fear that my father would be too disappointed in me, the daughter that has the “brightest” future. I was (am?) going to the one child of six that will finally make a better life than the others.

I think maybe, hopefully, that there is something out there in the world that is waiting for me to get off my duff and finally take the chance to find it. I just need to find the thing that i want most and let myself have it (kind of like magic from that old Disney movie Halloweentown).

My goal for this month is to overcome failure, I have no idea how I’m going do it but I know that everyday that I get out of bed is a cause for celebration. Maybe February isn’t about failure but rather about celebrating small victories that come from everyday life. I finished two books today, that calls for a celebration…I’ll think I’ll start a new book tonight. I hope dear readers that we will float from the bottom of our doldrum lives to the top of the blue- blue sky like helium balloons. Just be sure to keep those pesky kids from stealing your balloon and sucking all the helium from it. Our lives are limitless in their possibilities and it’s the small things that will change them. Who knows, if it hadn’t snowed tonight I might have gone to the bar and met the guy of my dreams or found my sugar daddy who would finance my wildest dreams. Instead I’ll be curling up on the sofa with a new book, my cat and a cup of hot chocolate.

One day when we’re drifting along in the stars I hope the world shines brightest for us. After all the world belongs to us dreamers and the only way to make those dreams a success is to celebrate every victory, no matter how small. So dear reader, get excited and celebrate anything that makes you smile. I’ll try to be a bit better at accountability and let you know how I’m doing this month.

Am I an Adult? (Can Not Be Determined at This Time)

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Like I said in yesterday’s post, I turned 25 this month, and it’s strange because I still feel like I’m in high school. It’s not like I’m clinging to youth or anything, in fact, I’m excited to turn 30 in the near future. I’ve found that every six months or so I become a little less of an asshole, so I’m hoping by 30 I’ll be a real hip woman in charge of her own destiny, getting her clothes tailored, not eating as much processed foods, the whole thing.


But for now, I can’t tell- am I an adult? Let’s look at the evidence:

ADULT: I have aged out of eligibility to be on The Real World because apparently 25 is too old to catch syphilis in a hot tub while you experiment with your sexuality. What if I’m a late bloomer, huh, MTV?

NON-ADULT: Still too young to be…

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23 Things To Do Instead Of Getting Engaged Before You’re 23

This inspired my blog but number 15 is going to be the hardest thing to accomplish.

Wander Onwards


As 2013 wraps up, I’ve been noticing more and more people getting engaged and/or married under the age of 23.

I get it.

It’s cold outside… you want to cuddle and talk about your feelings… life after graduation is a tough transition… so why not just cut to the chase and get married, right?  It’s hip. It’s cool. You get to wear clothing that wouldn’t normally be socially acceptable at the dive bar you frequent with the $5 beers.  Eff it. YOLO. YOMO! You only marry once…

Oh wait.

The divorce rate for young couples is more than twice the national average. Divorce is no longer a staple in a midlife crisis, but rather, something that SEVENTEEN Magazine should probably be printing on. Headlines could read,

“How to budget for your prom AND your wedding in the same year!”

“What’s HOT: Kids raising Kids.”

“Why your Mom doesn’t really…

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New Year, New Me

Before I graduated, or maybe when I went away to college, I thought that I needed to find a boyfriend who would eventually turn into a husband and then have a family to be happy. But I discovered something really exciting… no one else has the ability to make me happy, only I can do that. Now I don’t want to get too philosophical in this first post but seriously. It’s time for me to explore the world around me and make my own happiness. Maybe later it will include a husband and kids but for now it’s all about me. And in the words of Elsa (my new favorite Disney Princess/ Queen):

Let it go, let it go/Can’t hold it back any more/Let it go, let it go/Turn away and slam the door/I don’t care what they’re going to say

(Let it Go-Frozen)