August 7th. I love it.

This was my last full meek with Bud for who knows how long, so we made sure to make it great!

First up this week, seeing friends. I love it. On Friday, Bud and I went to Jose and Diana’s for dinner. Homemade lasagna. O. M. Goodness. I asked her to make that from the list of options she gave me so Bud could have his favorite food made right. Our attempts at making lasagna have all be relative failures. After dinner we watched “Yours, Mine, and Ours” which is one of my favorite movies from my childhood. Speaking of childhood, Diana and Jose are having another baby! I’m so happy for them!

I love it.

Next up, “Jason Bourne.” I love it. This week’s movie might be one of my favorites from this summer. We’ve spent the last week or so watching all of the Bourne movies (even Legacy) so we would know the ins and outs of the movies. As usual, there’s not a lot of talking, but there’s a lot of running and hiding. It also takes place in Vegas some, which is cool now that I know where they are on the Strip because I’ve been there!

I love it.

Finally, Sunday Fundays. I love it. Today was a typical Sunday for us. We slept in late, got breakfast at Caffe Latte Da (our favorite), spent the day at the zoo, and got ice cream and snowballs on the way home. Plans for tonight? Pizza Hut and the Olympics. Pretty perfect day if you ask me.

I love it. It’s great. Everything’s great.

I love it.


Day 19: A Difficult Time in My Life

Overall, I’ve had a pretty awesome life. I’ve traveled a lot, met some amazing people, lived the dream, and found somebody I love.

But it wasn’t¬†always awesome.

When I first moved away from home in 2011, I had a really hard time. I was 3000 miles away from my family, really stressed out, a nervous nelly, and afraid of what was coming.

A little background – I’ve been obsessive compulsive basically my whole life. Since 1st grade, I’ve been an absolute neat freak and worry wart. I always had to have everything clean and organized, vacuuming my room more often than I should have. I would also stay up late at night crying to my stuffed animals about how I thought the house was going to burn down. Obviously, that wasn’t going to happen and it was just me overthinking everything. This kind of thing has always been a struggle for me.

Fast forward to age 21 and living alone in a strange city for the first time and it’s like my OCD went into hyperdrive. I started worrying constantly about nothing and thanks to the old man that lived next door to me and accidentally tried to key into my apartment (an honest mistake, I know) my compulsive locking got out of control. I would barricade my door at night with my dining room chair, lock the door almost 200 times before I was satisfied, and would often leave for work but then have to drive right back home to make sure I locked the door behind me.

Of course, after my time in Arizona, I was led to New Orleans. My issues didn’t subside at all, and probably got worse. I would stay up almost all night worrying about the future and coloring (it helped me calm down). At that point, I decided it was time for me to come home and work things out.

I drove back home and spent 4 months going to therapy, hanging out with my parents, and working on myself. It was a really hard decision because I didn’t want to be a useless lump, but I really needed a break. By this time, my anxiety was out of control, my sleeping pattern was seriously messed up, and I was having at least 2 panic attacks a day.

My parents were especially helpful during this hard time. They understood what was going on, did their best to help me out, and supported me. I know it was hard for them too, seeing me so unsteady. I found out later that my mom was also going to see a therapist in an attempt to help me even more. I don’t think she realized how much I appreciated all of her assistance; she would distract me when I was anxious, come lay in bed with me when she would come home from work if I were hiding, and bringing me Spidey when I needed it. My dad did a lot too, making sure that I wasn’t sitting in the house all the time and getting me out in the world so I would stop being afraid of everything.

After those 4 months at home, although I may not have been totally ready yet, I felt comfortable enough to move back to New Orleans after I took a job at Tulane. While I still struggle with anxiety and OCD, I have improved a lot (much thanks to my boyfriend, Bud).

I think I had to go through that difficult time to realize that I am stronger than I thought.

Day 4: My favorite songs

I love music and I used to pride myself on the music collection that I had acquired. Lately, I’ve been more into audio books, but here are my top 5 favorite songs ever.

  1. Bigger Than My Body by John Mayer – if my life had a theme song, it would be this.
  2. Ready or Not by Bridgit Mendler – there’s always one line that hooks me and for this song it’s “I like your face, do you like my song?” I say it to Bud all the time and he knows how to respond.
  3. Rivers and Roads by The Head and the Heart – lovely song that reminds me of being home (and also of the last episode of “Chuck” which is my favorite show of all time).
  4. Down by Jay Sean – this one is weird because I think I only enjoy it because I had a dream once where I was doing a jump rope routine to it.
  5. Wild Hearts by R5 – there’s just something about this song that makes me want to be the rebel I am not.


30 Day Challenge: Day 1 – All About Me

Here’s the deal friends. I wish I wrote more. It’s one of my favorite things to do and I haven’t been doing a good job of making sure I take time to do it lately. That is any I’m doing the 30 Day Blogging Challenge. The blogs you’ll read in the next month will be random and opinionated, but hey, it’s my blog; I do what I want.

Today’s post is a simple one. A picture of myself and 20 Lesser Known Facts about myself.

Here is goes:

  1. I use specific colored highlighters depending on what day it it.
  2. I am obsessed with Walmart’s potato salad – ask my boyfriend.
  3. I can’t call my boyfriend by his first name (don’t know why) so I call him “Bud.”
  4. I’m changing my career – I’m going from working in Division 1 Athletics to teaching and I couldn’t be happier.
  5. I named my cats after famous baseball players.
  6. I’ve just recently realized that I don’t like coffee as much as I thought I did – I haven’t finished a whole serving of it in months.
  7. I’ve been wearing the same bracelet non-stop for over 3 years.
  8. I know how to take apart a urinal and put it back together.
  9. I absolutely hate running and no matter how much I want to, I just can’t.
  10. I played rugby in college.
  11. I became obsessed with video games when my anxiety got worse.
  12. I read 52 books in 2014.
  13. I have a Spiderman lunch box that I bring to work everyday.
  14. I hate wearing shoes.
  15. I wish I could write full time.
  16. I still have scars from my chicken pox in 1st grade.
  17. I have 4 main nicknames: Crash, Care, CDeas, and Snuggle.
  18. I’ve had service dogs for my OCD and anxiety.
  19. I’m a compulsive list maker.
  20. I wish I had thousands of followers on my blog.