Just an island girl who loves adventure. Trying to live my best life in this messed up, beautiful world. And writing along the way...
I have a dream. A dream where my home is known as a safe space for all. A place where people can be themselves and put their worries aside for a moment or two. A dream where my dinning room table will see and hear more stories, meltdowns, tears, laughter, meals, and love than could ever be repeated. This year to foster community in my home I am going to make it a point to open my home up to whomever needs a friend.
- Third Place in Critter Costume Challenge
Murphy Third Place in Critter Costume Challenge
Meet Murphy. The St.Patrick’s day baby, hence the name. My cousin runs the local rescue where I got him from as a kitten. He was already named when we got him but “Murphy” really did seem to work for him so it stuck.
15 Songs to Make Your Halloween Party a Spooky Success
The ultimate Spooky Halloween party playlist! Music has always sort of been my thing, but I think sometimes I am probably more of a Sam from “The Perks of Being a Wallflower” in that my music interests are not always in line with your typical mainstream interests. Most of my playlists consist of a little bit of pretty much everything. This one is no different. So a heads up, some of these songs quite possibly could be off your radar in general but that’s the best thing about Halloween isn't it? Halloween is so much fun, people can be whatever and whoever they want to be! This challenge has to literally be like my dream combination.
How A Pear Tree Changed My Perspective On Art
Art has never really been my thing. Walking through this gallery staring at the many canvases reiterates that to me. How do people rationalize spending thousands of dollars on this stuff? I look at the canvas in front of me, it’s an enormous painting of a simple pear tree. You could probably find something similar on a smaller scale at a thrift store for a dollar. You’re probably wondering why I’m at an art gallery at all considering my thoughts on it.
Mother And The Marigolds
I know it’s probably a little dark but for as long as I can remember death has fascinated me. Maybe it’s because being pregnant with me was the reason my Mother stopped chemo and passed away shortly after I was born. Maybe it’s something branded deep in my subconscious from a past life. Maybe I’m just a odd person. No matter the reason there was just something about the fact life can just be over, someone’s essence can just vanish in a millisecond, that makes me appreciate and love each moment I live and breathe.
A Sunny Day On The Lucky Lily
I pull into the docks in my black 99’ Ford cobra. I’m late for work. The skipper is going to be furious. However, my sprits are still drastically high from my morning coffee. I finally got a chat and a number from the beautiful barista Lindsay whom I’ve been crushing on since stumbling upon the little coffee shop she works at.