Things Happened in 2013

I saw someone do a blog post on what they did in the year 2013. 

I love lists.  I especially love best of lists.  So here we go...

In 2013, I....

...went on a cruise on one of the biggest boats in the world.

...went to some amazing concerts with some of my favorite people.  Big shows or small shows.  I couldn't complain.

...interviewed with Yale and while I didn't get it,  I interviewed.

...established a small family with a wonderful group of ambitious people who I couldn't be more thankful to have in my life.

...watched my best friend get married to the love of her life.

...lost one of the most important people in my life.  I miss my father every single day but I am so blessed to have had him in my life for 26 years. 

...DID NOT END UP IN THE HOSPITAL THE WHOLE YEAR!!!!!

Here's to finally ending this overall miserable year where my life was changed completely but I am still moving forward trying to stay positive.

Happy 2014 everyone.  Here's to a year filled with positivity, love, laughter, health and amazing friends.

Walking In a Winter Wonderland

There is nothing better then a snow day, even when you are a twenty something and losing out on money because you are spending the day at home.

Winter is rearing it's ugly head this week as we have reached our second snow fall in four days. 

When I don't have to leave the house, I love them.

Snow days are meant for pajamas and watching movies and eating food that is bad for you.

Even though snow days are different from when I was younger, and I actually have to shovel instead of play in the snow, I would take lazy snow days all the time.

 

Friday Favorites

Not only do I love Friday's because it's the start of the weekend, but also because I can share my favorite things with you all.

1. This song.  Like most songs I write about on here, it speaks to my soul. I think this song is one hundred percent better without Christina in it (sorry I had to say it).  Those piano cords and his voice rip out my soul in such a good way.

2.  That I get to spend the dreaded 13th of the month with my Dad's best friend slash our neighbor Joe.  Was it weird that one of my Dad's best friends was an 83 year old man? Not really.  Is it weird that I'm tickled pink whenever I get to talk to him or hear that he talked highly about me at work?  Not even close.

3. These girls. This family. This picture. Our memories.

4. Text messages from important people in my life telling me what a wonderful special person I am.  Yes, this is selfish, but I got two text messages this week that honestly put such a huge smile on my face because I'm reminded how many great people I have in my life.

5. Peppermint Mochas from Starbucks and the wonderful baristas that welcome me with bright personalities every morning.  It's a great way to start a day.

Let me leave you with this piece of advice that I am reminded of every day, but especially on the 13th of the month.  Let your loved ones know how important they are to you. Hug people who you adore and tell them you love them.  Embrace the good in your life.  Because you will miss it when it's gone.

Motivational Monday

Because let's be serious, who actually enjoys Monday?

Let's start writing some beautiful stories friends

 

The Beauty of Snow

Do you feel it?  Or smell it?

Snow has a specific smell that takes over the air.  Such a weird statement but if you grew up in New England, you may understand the idea of being able to smell a snow fall approaching.  
I love the sight of snow falling, especially at night.  It seems as if the whole world stills for those first few minutes of the storm and a silence drops on our busy lives.  When the snow is untouched? That's complete beauty.

In case this snow starts tonight or tomorrow, please be safe friends. 

Winding Down from Thanksgiving

Another weekend coming to a close and part of me couldn't be happier about that.

Weekends are hard. No easy way to put that.  Weekends I have a lot of time to sit around and think.  And having time to think is not a good thing to do.

Last night I sat around with Chris and his best friends from high school.  These are the kids who I have watched grow up into some pretty amazing adults.  They are taking the world by storm all over the East coast and yet they come together every now and then to catch up and go out.

I love that.

As we were sitting there, I reminded them about last year Thanksgiving Eve when my dad drove all their drunk asses home from the bar.  One of them looks at me, says "Funny story," and proceeds to tell us that when he got out of the car, he got sick in his driveway.

As I sat around the table with them, I imagined my dad walking into the kitchen, telling everyone hello, and continuing on with his night of watching television.

Its moments like that I really miss my dad.  When he would be so impressed with the people that my brother and his friends have become.