royal wedding anniversary, Wills and Kate

Because I’m a sap for royals.

I can’t believe it’s already been a year!
Happy Anniversary, Wills & Kate!
Royal-related roundup:
This tumblr always makes me laugh. This post killed me.
Watch this without getting goosebumps. Impossible, I tell ya!
And, as always, if you’d like to follow along with my royal fascination, click here.
p.s. one of my dream jobs would be as a royal correspondent. who knows… ; )
fabulous woman, growing up, life lesson, read it love it, wise words

Shauna Niequist on life during your twenties.

{Edinburgh, January 2011.}

This is the thing: When you hit 28 or 30, everything begins to divide. You can see very clearly two kinds of people. On one side, people who have used their 20s to learn and grow, to find … themselves and their dreams, people who know what works and what doesn’t, who have pushed through to become real live adults. Then there’s the other kind, who are hanging onto college, or high school even, with all their might. They’ve stayed in jobs they hate, because they’re too scared to get another one. They’ve stayed with men or women who are good but not great, because they don’t want to be lonely. … they mean to develop intimate friendships, they mean to stop drinking like life is one big frat party. But they don’t do those things, so they live in an extended adolescence, no closer to adulthood than when they graduated. 
Don’t be like that. Don’t get stuck. Move, travel, take a class, take a risk. There is a season for wildness and a season for settledness, and this is neither. This season is about becoming. Don’t lose yourself at happy hour, but don’t lose yourself on the corporate ladder either. Stop every once in a while and go out to coffee or climb in bed with your journal. 
Ask yourself some good questions like: “Am I proud of the life I’m living? What have I tried this month? What have I learned about God this year? What parts of my childhood faith am I leaving behind, and what parts am I choosing to keep? Do the people I’m spending time with give me life, or make me feel small? Is there any brokenness in my life that’s keeping me from moving forward?” 
Now is your time. Walk closely with people you love, and with people who believe God is good and life is a grand adventure. Don’t get stuck in the past, and don’t try to fast-forward yourself into a future you haven’t yet earned. Give today all the love and intensity and courage you can, and keep traveling honestly along life’s path.
-via wild and wily ways of a brunette bombshell. 
instagram, photos, Senior Year, take ten

take ten.

some recent favs from my ‘ole instagram:

One: Motivational notes I write myself to keep sane. Others have included: ‘Remember to breath, or you’ll die.’ ‘It could be worse.’ ‘When overwhelmed, nap.’ 
Two: I’ve doted on my University’s beauty before, but it really never fails to make treks to class a bit more bearable.

Three: Can’t get enough of Nie’s book. (I couldn’t wait until after finals to read it.) Inspiring, heart-wrenching, and all kinds of though-provoking.

Four: Four of the five nieces and nephews enjoying our family pizza party. Crazy cats.

Five: Hot-dog days on campus are the best days on campus.

Six: Sometimes I write the weather when copy editing. Sometimes I am creative.

Seven: These pups become your best friend the second you have some kind of grub. Minus fruits, of course. Poodles hate fruit. (Tigers hate pepper…)

Eight: Nephew Nathan was the bouncer at Grandma Peg’s birthday this past weekend. Someone’s gotta do it.

Nine: I enjoy showing anyone and everyone the site what should we call me. I laugh so hard when reading it it’s become my main source of exercise.

Ten: Titanic in 3D. Need I say more?

as for now, it’s back to end-of-the-semester craziness.

quote of the week

{Quote of the Week.}

Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the ‘normal people’ as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like ‘Have a nice day’ and ‘Weather’s awful today, eh?’ you yearn inside to say forbidden things like ‘Tell me something that makes you cry’ or ‘What do you think deja vu is for?’ Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everybody carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others. Timothy Leary