A New Season

I’m sitting on the balcony. It’s the first day of spring. The sky is blue. The sun is going down. And it’s almost 7! Zula can’t decide if she wants to stay inside or out, and walks up to the edge of the balcony every time a dog walks by with its humans. They look up at her and smile. Country music is playing through my airpods. & I’m happy. I am so happy.

This year is promising.

There was something about getting a tattoo at the beginning of the year that set the tone for 2019. It’s the year to go for it. To do the things I want to do. To enjoy life and be in the present.

The adventure I’m looking forward to the most is my 30th birthday trip. Mom and I are going to Boston and New York City. I’ve never been to Boston, and mom has never been to either city. My cousin is going to meet us there. & I’m really excited about the entire trip.

I’m hoping the 30’s bring a new me. A version that puts up with less bullshit. Who isn’t afraid of her emotions, but quickly dusts herself off. A woman who is confident with who she is and trusts that God will continue to take care of her.

I’ve put dating on hold and I’m just thankful for a season of being single. As I sit in the crisp air, I can only be hopeful about this year and all that it holds. Here’s a few things I’m hoping for:

  • Summer nights at the pool and jumping in lakes

  • Bachelorette and wine nights with my friend in the Fall

  • Going to the fair because I didn’t last year

  • Swinging below my parents tree in the spring and watching lightning bugs

  • Going on a road trip to the beach or the mountains or really anywhere

  • Listening to country music with the windows down and getting lost on backroads

  • Going on walks in the evening and eating healthy

  • Going to the lake with my brother and fishing and riding his boat

  • Summer days with my nephew

  • Embracing the spring and summer months





I’m just hoping the rumors and buzz about TS7 (aka Taylor Swift’s seventh album) are true. Forget about the Jonas Brothers making a comeback (but really let’s not forget about that because in college I was kinda obsessed and had front row seats at their concert with my best friend and made eye contact with Joe Jonas, even though that wasn’t as big of a deal because everyone knows Nick is the best, and anyway…)

I just felt like posting about T Swift. I love the latest Elle cover. And I’m hoping whatever album is next is as dreamy as this photoshoot appears to be.

If you don’t know, I love Taylor Swift. I think she is genuine and human and a genius when it comes to song lyrics. I can remember the first time I heard Tim McGraw play on the radio. I was in my car, on my way to my grandparents, at nighttime, and I was driving down the hill by Red Mountain Park in Mesa, Arizona. And I’ve been a fan ever since.

If I had to listen to one artist for the rest of my life, it would easily be Taylor. I can play her music on the toughest days and I’m instantly happy. To me, listening to her music is never a bad idea. And her music has sparked many a solo dance party and lip sync session in my apartment.

Her music has also been the soundtrack of many good times and bad times in the relationships I’ve had over the past decade—starting with my first heartbreak where Should’ve Said No became my anthem. When you’re 16, belting these song lyrics in your car after being cheated on is healing. Okay? Okay.

“You should've said no, you should've gone home. You should've thought twice before you let it all go. You should've know that word, bout what you did with her would get back to me. And I should've been there, in the back of your mind. I shouldn't be asking myself why. You shouldn't be begging for forgiveness at my feet. You should've said no, baby and you might still have me.”

Here are the other lovely songs that have meant a great deal to me over the years:

Taylor Swift
Tim McGraw
A Place in this World

You Belong With Me
You’re Not Sorry
The Best Day

Speak Now

All Too Well
I Almost Do
The Last Time

Blank Space
All You Had to Do Was Stay
Bad Blood
Shake It Off

I Did Something Bad
Don’t Blame Me
Look What You Made Me Do

Better Man (written by Taylor Swift; sung by Little Big Town)



DIY Projects FTW!


I couldn’t be more proud. This weekend I participated in my first substantial DIY project. My boss wanted to shiplap her wall and after having my parents coach us through how to do it on Saturday, her wall is nearly done. (All she has to do is finish caulking and paint and walla!)

On Friday, we adventured to Home Depot (after celebrating National Margarita Day) and got all the supplies we needed. I learned how to check whether or not a board is bowed. And that you can expect your studs to be about 16 inches apart, depending on what year of house it is. And other things that I never learned growing up. But it was exciting to think that one day when I have a home, I can so do this. (I just need a little coaching from my parents.) Oh, and side note, all this has led me to think of a brilliant business idea!