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Birthday Jump

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Birthdays are the worst. You always tell yourself that it's just a day, it's not a big deal, you don't want any special attention or treatment, and definitely no presents.  The crazy thing is, you've actually convince yourself and believe these outlandish claims. At least, until you wake up on that chilly January morning and you realize your day will be no different than any other day and you suddenly die inside.  Of course you want to feel special! We get one day, one day out of the whole traumatic, crazy and mostly selfless year to celebrate being the bad asses we are- I say take full advantage of it!  Take the day off, sleep in, go to a yoga class, eat cake for breakfast, and tell your server at the fancy restaurant that you'd like your free dessert with only one spoon. I had an epic 30th birthday.  I danced all night with my favorite people, to my favorite music with VIP treatment in an LA club.  After recovering from that hangover, my friend Trevor fina...

Be Humble

I've been humbled.   I do enjoy a lovely round of game night with close friends and loved ones.  It gives me the opportunity to utterly surprise everyone in the room as I toss aside sweet, calm, cool, collected Laura out the window.  I never played sports in high school because I felt bad making others lose, I pushed that competitive side of me down for the greater good of humanity.  Now, I'm grown, matured and straight up don't care if I beat someone mercilessly in a round of phase 10. However, I have met my match.  My boyfriend and I chose to stay in and enjoy a quiet evening of wine and mancala.  I was feeling pretty confident after I finally figured out the first turn strategy but then, he cruuuuuuushed me, knocked me out in one round.  For five minutes, with a single tear trickling down my cheek, I sat and watched as he got marble after marble clinking into his pocket.  This man is good, real good.  This week, I have been humbled....

Don't Forget About Love

This is a little gem I stumbled upon from February 2010 that never went anywhere but the drafts folder.  I thought it was time to dust it off. In my profession I get the opportunity to meet many different people. These people are facing varying physical hardships. These hardships may include anything from a broken leg to fighting cancer. While these people are suddenly caught in these horrible situations, most of them have one thing on their mind and that is their loved ones. Most people don't want to talk about all their doctors visits or how their pain is only getting worse, but they want to tell me all about their husband waiting for them in the lobby. As soon as I ask them what's new in their life, I see something light up in their eyes, and they give me a look that says "someone out there loves me". I hear all about the big bbq they have planned to celebrate their 63rd wedding annivesary, how their wife helps him get dressed in the morning, or when their only s...

Bread Crumbs

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Hey. This is my little space I like to refer to as My Happenstancery.  Yes, I thought that was a clever word I made up to describe my silly photography adventures on the gram a couple years ago.  And yes, I know it's not original but I like it and that's all that fucking matters.  I have always had the desire to write and share my story.  Every time this thought pops into my head, the Capricorn in me always snaps back with something boring and realistic that deters me from just doing it. For example: "No one wants to hear your story" "You don't even have a story" "You're not a writer" "You are the only person that thinks you're funny" "Auto correct has ruined you, you wouldn't make it through a single post" "Don't forget your serious fear of carpal tunnel ever since your traumatizing harp lessons as a kid" It's true, I don't have a huge tragic story to share with the world but wha...