empty pages

maybe if i took all the words that i truly believe are living and breathing within me {secretly horrified that they aren't getting used creatively} and threw them in a mason jar and shook them up, they'd come out dancing in a flash mob kind of way all over my empty journal pages and it would turn into the book that i somehow believed i'd be writing this summer.

sheesh. if only it was that easy.

this photo is just a reminder that no matter how normal or stable or simple anyone looks on the outside... inside, buried in the crevices of their hearts and sitting on the surface of the maze that holds their never-ending thoughts, is more than likely instability, regret and a kind of hurt we couldn't even begin to imagine. so let's stop the one thing that is as easy as breathing for most of us... judging people from the outside.

just for today, embrace
  "the dappled light" 
your camera loves to capture photos like this if you just give it a chance. look for the tiny slivers of light  fighting their way through the foliage while out in on a trail or in park. it's nature's perfect flash and you will fall in love with it. i promise.


i wouldn't call it stealing...

i was dressed and ready to go to the grocery store when i passed by our closet mirror and stopped. there i stood looking at myself wondering what in the hell was i thinking. wide legged grey capri "sweat pant like" things, with a tank top and my black tennis shoes. i looked like crap. like someone who was maybe going to go out and dig up dead plants somewhere in the middle of their heavily wooded forty acres where the possibility of seeing another human being would never happen. so i changed.

ADVICE...if you don't feel good with the clothes you've just put on,  CHANGE YOUR OUTFIT. don't save your "good stuff" for that special moment...and something i learned last night…don't be too lazy to change your clothes into something "cuter" when heading out to dinner to sit outside on an eighty five degree night. i wish i'd worn a sundress, but i was hungry {let's go eat now} and tired and i didn't change out of my cute {but not sundress cute} capris and tank. so next time…the whole nine yards! cute sundress, funky earrings, fancy flip flops, a sweet little bag i never carry because it's sweet and little and lipgloss. yes, lipgloss!!!

i've been playing/pinning/drooling/coveting on pinterest again. A LOT and too often. don't judge. hate the game, not the player. WHAT??? you love pinterest, too? you spend too much there, too? we could friends. want to be friends?

ADVICE…do what you love to do and do it now. not tomorrow. not next week or next month. NOW. do you hear me? and if what you love to do isn't what others love to do or you feel stupid admitting to what you love to do…STOP IT. be you. be yourself. stop caring so much about what others might think about you.

i cut a few irises from the park that we often hike/walk/talk/take photos in because, they don't last long at all and i felt like i was saving them, not taking/stealing them and because mostly, they remind me of my grandma ruby and i wanted them in my house.

ADVICE…always have a story prepared in case you need it for the authorities that show up asking about the flowers you just stole. NOOOOOO, that didn't happen and i didn't have a story ready…but i think now, it might be a good idea to always have a story ready. just saying.


well hello there june

no pressure june, but we've been waiting for you. 
please bring us the warmth that we in the midwest covet.
i'm reading "family pictures" by jane green and ohhhhhh, it's a good one.

i'm want "perfume is optional-breathing isn't" printed on a t-shirt.

i'm excited to be in the newest issues of this magazine and it hits newsstands today.

i'm in love with the bird above, but what kind is it?

i'm drinking yummy malibu and pineapple juice, because…well, hello summer.

i'm honestly "the canary in the coal mine"
i'm praying that you take the time to read this
it's the best, most condensed and simple read about understanding what i suffer with day in and day out.

i'm pinning a lot lately. let's just blame it on menopausal five am wake up calls,
because really, who needs sleep?