thank you for 150 followers + what’s next for this blog + celebratory q&a

Hello, friends! I’m just popping in here for a quick little thank you post (along with an update about the future of this blog and something fun).

As you can see by the title of this post, a little while ago, I hit 150 followers! It’s actually more like 155 or something at this point because I delayed writing this post because, quite frankly, I forgot.

Now, before I say anything else, I have to say one very important thing. I don’t blog for followers. I blog for community and because I love it. I don’t strive to boost my follower amount by promoting my blog, and I would be just as happy with 15 followers as 150 followers.

With that being said, I am so honored that one hundred and fifty people around the world are interested enough in my little blog that they choose to follow along on my adventures! I am grateful to each and every one of you. Thank you for being interested in my weird life. I truly appreciate it and I’m so glad you’re here.

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how to get things done on bad mental health days

Hello, friends! I hope you’re all doing well. 🙂

I’ve been stuck in a cycle of bad days recently, and it’s been hard getting things done. However, over the past couple of years, I’ve slowly started to develop a system to help me get things done on those kinds of days. I’m not always the best at implementing the system because sometimes even that is just too much to handle, but I thought I’d share some tips I’ve learned in the hope that it might help some of you if you’re going through a rough time.

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five places I want to visit for the first time and five places I want to revisit before I die

Hello, my friends!

I have recently been hit by a terrible urge to travel. This is unfortunate for a variety of reasons: I am very broke and Covid restrictions are not making travel easy, and I’m not even a legal adult meaning I can’t travel by myself very conveniently.

So, what have I been doing instead?

Reading travel blog posts, watching travel YouTube videos, and reminiscing on past travels and places I want to visit. No, this does not help, but it’s still fun.

I thought it would be a lot of fun to share the top five places I want to visit for the first time, and the top five places I want to revisit. I have been very, very blessed to travel to many countries (14 or 15 in total, I forget) and a handful of states (again, 14 or 15 in total), and I’m so grateful. When I talk about the places I’ve visited and want to revisit, I don’t intend to brag, and I’m sorry if it comes out that way. I’m the kind of person that loves to read about places that I may never get to visit, and so I thought I’d share some of the places I’ve been to that others may never get to visit.

Let’s get started, shall we?

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it’s okay to not be okay

I have been learning some lessons lately.

For years, I’ve tried to hide the fact that I’m very rarely actually okay. When people ask “how are you?” whether online or in person, I’ve always just put on a smile and said “Good!” usually in a somewhat squeaky voice (because that’s what my voice tends to do when I lie like that), or I end the message with a great big smiley face, like so: 😀

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june 2021 highlights and july plans

Good morning, friends! (Or afternoon or evening or whatever it is for you.)

I don’t think I’ve ever written a re-cap post on this blog before. Maybe on one of my previous blogs, but not this one. I don’t know how it’s going to go. June has been a month full of ups and downs, and I honestly don’t know if I still sane. XD But here we go!

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goodbye, big boy

You were a really, really good dog. Everyone knows I’m an animal person. Everyone knows that I automatically love every dog I see. But you were somehow my favorite. I feel guilty saying it, considering we have three other amazing dogs that I absolutely adore, but it’s true.

The day we got you, you were probably the tiniest puppy I’d ever seen in real life. Which is crazy because you grew up to be the biggest dog I’d ever seen. I remember that you still weren’t potty trained when we got you, which led to some messes in the car. (Luckily all over my sister, not all over me. Thank you for that.) I also remember that you really liked French fries. Now I wish we had given you more of them.

If I had known you would leave us so soon, I would have done a lot of things different. I would have spent hours and hours petting you and giving you your favorite treats and picking ticks off of you and letting you get me all muddy, even when I was all dressed up to go to some fancy event, like a ball or a recital.

You were so big and fluffy, and I had really wanted to train you as a therapy dog. It was so good to be able to go hug you when I was on the verge of a panic attack, or when it had been a hard day and I didn’t know if it was worth living anymore. I don’t know what I’m going to do without your slobbery kisses and your big muddy paws.

Speaking of paws, you may have been the rowdiest dog I’ve ever met, but you were the only one of our dogs that could shake hands. You would always offer your paw when you were in trouble, as if to say “I’m sorry, please forgive me”, and of course it always worked. Because who could resist your big brown eyes?

Your favorite treat was definitely chicken, which was bad, cause, ya know, we have real live chickens running around the yard, and you ate many of them. Which was sad. But at least you were still alive. I would give any of our chickens (sorry, chickens) to have you still here with us. I was really mad at you when you killed one of our ducks. But again, I would give any of our ducks to have you here with us. (Sorry, ducks. I do love you, I promise.)

It’s not fair. You weren’t even a year old yet, and you were getting to be so obedient and gentle and good. But I guess life isn’t fair. I like to say that someone has to get the short stick in life. And I guess this time it was your turn. (And mine, too, because I’m sitting here with tears streaming down my face.)

I know I will appreciate the things I have more because you’re gone. It was an awful, tragic accident, and everything was over in minutes. Which just shows that life can turn on its head in such a short amount of time.

I’m really going to miss you. It’s so hard to go out the front door and not have you there. It’s so hard not to hear your bark. I didn’t realize how much you barked until you were gone. Now it’s so quiet outside, and I hate it.

I miss your bark. I miss your kisses. I miss throwing you treats and seeing you catch them in your mouth. I miss training you. I miss all of you.

You were such a good boy, and I will always, always love you.

a week at camp ~ memories, reflections, lessons learned, a couple of poems, and a whole lot of good things (part one)

Hello, my friends!

I am back after an absolutely wonderful week, and I am here to tell you all about it. This could potentially be a long post, but I have a lot to share and I want to be thorough so I can look back and remember it all for years to come.

My camp is called Burnt Cabin Christian Camp, and it was established in 1959. Many generations of campers have grown up going there. Some of my counselors went there as children, came back as counselors, and counseled other campers, who grew up and came back as counselors themselves. Some people even met their husbands and wives at camp, and now their children go to the same camp they grew up going to.

I have had many splendid years at camp, but I think this year was the best year yet. I first went to camp at the age of 12 in 2016. That year’s theme was “Spiritual Wars: Awaken the Force Within”. I hated Star Wars at the time and didn’t really like the theme, but the lessons were good and I had a fantastic week. I was a junior that year, and thinking back, I can’t believe I was so little and tiny my first year at camp!

I had to skip going in 2017 (I don’t remember why), but I was back in 2018. That year’s theme was “Climb On” and I loved it. It was all about perseverance and courage. That year, I was an intermediate, and it was a really good experience.

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