Are You Lost?

I've noticed a disturbing trend lately that targets teenagers and twenty-somethings, encouraging them to stay immature and delay responsibility for the sake of fun. It sounds good at first, the way it's often worded – advising young adults to "find themselves", have some new experiences, have some fun.... But what this really encourages them to do (sometimes implicitly, but often explicitly) is to "be selfish." These young adults are receiving the message that they are too young to face adult life and that once they do, they will have no more fun or fulfilling experiences. The problem is that, besides those being fairly terrible ultimate-goals in life, nothing could be further from the truth.

Mouthwatering Curry (Literally!)

Yay! Record setting low temperatures! SO MUCH FUN STUFF TO DO!! I can throw boiling water into the air and watch it turn into snow! OR I can blow bubbles and they’ll freeze like glass! I can climb in random doors to my car because the rest are frozen shut!!! Or not. I’ll just stay inside and attempt to stay warm, thank you very much. By eating this curry! It’s hot and delicious, what more could you ask for? If you like spicy things, eat it like a soup. Or if you don’t like spicy things, eat it on rice! The best part about this curry? Even if you’re frozen into your house because of the temperatures that are LOWER THAN ANTARCTICA AND ICELAND, you can substitute quite a bit of the ingredients. Feel free to play with it and make it your own! I prefer my curry less spicy, hence eating it on rice. Jess likes his quite spicy, so he goes the soup route. It’s really quite a versatile recipe.

Why Everyone Should Carry Bobby Pins Or Why I Never Have What I Need When I Need It

You know the feeling, the one you get when you suddenly realize that important item you *need* is no longer in your possession. Whether it be a school textbook or your favorite pair of shoes, we have all been there. Which is why I am a firm believer in bobby pins. Whether you call them bobby pins, kirby grips or those-things-my-sister-sticks-in-her-hair, they all serve the same purpose: almost anything. Whether you need a paperclip, help taking a stubborn tack out of a wall or just unlocking that door you didn't mean to close, they suddenly find a whole life of their own and accomplish amazing things. Now, I'm not saying they're magic, but

Life At A Portrait Studio

Warning, this post is not for the faint of heart. It is also not responsible for sudden rises in blood pressure, strange animosity or an intense desire to join NanoWriMo. These symptoms can usually be attributed to conversing with Millard.

Working at a portrait studio can be stressful. Temper tantrums, meltdowns, hysterical crying, and THEN you have to deal with the kids. There's angry customers, kids that hit and throw things and try to run away, moms that blame you for their kid not having model worthy pictures...
Did I mention I love my job?

Perspective

It's amazing how much things can change based on how you look at it.
I had the best summer ever! I took a trip to Michigan to visit a friend I haven't seen in two years. While I was there I went kayaking, saw the clearest stars ever, went down a 200 foot slip n' slide with the youth group, made a dress and learned to swing dance. When I got back I went to North Carolina, had a great time at the beach, and outran Hurricane Irene.

Peter Pan and Why I'll Never Grow Up

Have you ever heard the question, 'So what do you want to be when you grow up?' Of course you have. Unfortunately, I will never have a good answer to this question. Simply because I don't plan on ever growing up. What most people don't know is that Peter Pan eventually did grow up. Robin Williams plays the grown up Peter who had forgotten all about his childhood with the lost boys in the 1991 movie 'Hook'. It's all about how he must remember his childhood and, in essence, become that same boy in order to save his children.

Why My Voicemail is for the Morgue

Most people have a voicemail that goes something like "Hi, this is ____. Leave me a mesage." Or some other atrociously boring voicemail incredibly similiar to that. After answering the phone with "County Morgue, you stab 'em, we slab 'em," "You kill 'em, we chill 'em." "Kelly's pool hall, Kelly speaking." (the latter being in memory of my Grandpa who used that line) Or my brother's personal favorite, "Guido's pizza, we don't deliver and the box costs extra, how can I help you?" I decided that I had had enough of it!