Category Archives: Life

New Blog – Wild for Awhile

Wild for Awhile, my new blog, doesn’t officially launch until July 1st but…I wanted to give you a sneak peak! 

Check it out at and be sure to follow and subscribe.

I’m also doing a giveaway for one of my lucky subscribers! 

You can also find me on Twitter and Instagram @wild_for_awhile.

I’d love to know what you think so be sure to leave a comment!  


New blog update!

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I’ll be documenting my experience with a project called 101 Things to do in 1001 Days.

Doing one yourself?  I want to hear about it!

New Project – Wild for Awhile

If you happen to follow along with my sporadic posts, then you hopefully saw my last post about the 101 things I plan to do in the next 1001 days.

A funny thing started happening once I made this list.  Opportunities started popping up everywhere!  Law of attraction, maybe?  It’s been so crazy that I want to tell everyone about my list and make them write their own.  I get a zing of excitement every time I cross something off.  Those check marks are the prettiest little things.

This journey is has already become more than just another to-do list. It’s morphed into a way to find myself again.  For me, motherhood has been great, and so damn hard. Most days I’m amazed and in love with these little humans that I created, but I’ve also noticed that since becoming a mother, I’ve lost a little bit of who I was before.  I miss her. Now, I can feel myself slowly starting to come back together.

When I first had the idea to document my journey with this, I kept trying to push the thought down.  Put myself out there?  Hell no.  That’s way too scary.  Unfortunately, the harder I tried to shove that nagging thought down, it kept rearing it’s ugly little head.  Finally, I gave in and I’ve decided to go for it.

I will be launching a new blog July 1st where you can follow along with me and my iPhone to see my adventures, give me tips to help me cross off some of the tricky ones, or just pop in to say hi!  If you’re doing this challenge as well, I would LOVE to hear how it’s going and what you’re goals are.

Be on the lookout for Wild for Awhile….coming soon!

101 in 1001

Have you heard of the 101 things to do in 1001 days?  I hadn’t until recently, after which I immediately starting writing my list.  The concept is simple and the title says it all.  Complete 101 goals in 1001 days.  I LOVE making lists.  Especially ones that relate to goals, things to do, challenges I want to complete…I’m really good at thinking about them, and writing them down but, not so good at actually completing them.

I’m horrible at keeping myself on track and staying focused.  Insert someone to monitor my progress and I’m suddenly checking off items left and right.  That’s where you, blog world, come in.  I post maybe once every 5 years, and even if no one ever read this, it’s out there.  Someone might check to see where I’m at and that’s enough to keep my train chugging along.  So, here it is!  My 101 things to do in 1001 days.

Start:  3-1-16

End:  11 – 27 – 18

  1.  Go skydiving – 3.14.16 (I shit you not, this is the craziest, most unbelievable thing I have and will ever do.  And, everyone should do it…at least once.)
  2. Hike Squaw Peak
  3. Hike Angel’s Landing in Zion
  4. Try 5 new restaurants
  5. Go rock-hounding
  6. Visit a new state
  7. Visit a new city
  8. Tour New Orleans
  9. Go to the ballet
  10. See the Grand Canyon
  11. Journal daily for 30 days
  12. Wake up at 6 am every morning for a week
  13. Stick to a nightly routine for 30 days
  14. Sell a piece of art
  15. See a movie solo
  16. Read 30 new books – 5/30
  17. Unplug totally for 24 hours
  18. Go to bed before 10 pm every night for a week
  19. Take a self defense class
  20. Attend Holi Colorfest   3.26.16
  21. Start a yoga practice
  22. Watch the sunrise somewhere special
  23. Grow a garden
  24. Meditate daily for a month
  25. Attend a festival
  26. Create my own sacred space
  27. Read tarot for someone
  28. Take family photos
  29. Family vacation to new national park
  30. Disneyland
  31. Mail package to Whitnee in Nicaragua
  32. Send flowers to Grandma Uleta
  33. Visit Grandma Sandy’s grave
  34. See an outdoor movie
  35. Take a girls trip
  36. Go to KU football game in Kansas
  37. Document A Day in the Life
  38. Pay off all debt
  39. Buy a Jeep  5.6.2016
  40. Go a full week without spending any money
  41. Purchase a house
  42. Have a credit score of 650 or higher
  43. Pay for the customer behind me
  44. Stick to a budget for 3 months
  45. Have a $5,000 emergency fund
  46. Enter a writing contest
  47. Attend a writing workshop
  48. Win NANOWRIMO again
  49. 30 day drawing challenge
  50. 30 day photo challenge
  51. Create and hang a vision board
  52. Get published somewhere – anywhere!
  53. Attend a book reading by the author
  54. Start my memoir
  55. Attend an art exhibit
  56. Walk 70,000 steps in a week
  57. Take a walk in nature daily for a week
  58. No soda for 30 days
  59. 30 day fitness challenge
  60. One month  with no sugar
  61. Drink 8 glasses of water daily for 30 days
  62. Stick to a meal plan for one month
  63. Achieve target weight
  64. Hair, makeup, outfit (with effort) daily for one week
  65. Learn how to Dutch braid  4.15.16
  66. Take a cooking class
  67. Date night once a week for a month
  68. Have a weekend getaway with no kids
  69. Create a will
  70. Write a love letter
  71. Recreate our first date
  72. Surprise someone with something great  5.17.16
  73. Try something new together
  74. Get drunk and make out like teenagers
  75. Write 20 letters
  76. Finish KonMari
  77. Donate blood
  78. Donate to a cause I believe in
  79. Host a party at my house  4.22.16
  80. Take a dance class
  81. Organize photos
  82. Shoot a gun
  83. Buy a lotto ticket
  84. Bake someone cookies 5.15.16
  85. See a drive-in movie
  86. Finish painting the house
  87. Meet someone that inspires me  3.10.16
  88. Start a dream journal
  89. Hike Stairway to Heaven
  90. Watch 10 new documentaries – 4/10
  91. Spend a weekend alone
  92. Solve a mystery
  93. Help someone in need
  94. Get a tattoo
  95. Play Blackjack in Vegas
  96. Go camping
  97. Ghost tour Salt Lake
  98. Color an entire coloring book
  99. Buy a new pair of glasses
  100. Write a letter to myself to open at the end of 1001 days 3.1.16
  101. Make a new 101 in 1001 list!

There it is folks!

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A Mother’s Heart

I was never able to fully understand the true depth of a mother’s love, until I had a child of my own.  A mother’s heart carries an unbreakable love for her children and takes on the weight of their heartache.  If it could be measured, we would find the strongest thing in the world tucked inside each mother’s chest.
Her children are not just the ones that are a part of her, but every child that is abandoned, afraid, or wounded becomes hers and her heart aches for them.  It breaks for every suffering mother and longs to comfort them.  I am sure the world would crumble if mother’s did not exist.

As a child, I wanted to grow up to be just like my mother.  She was beautiful, and smart and basically still a child herself, having me when she was only 20.  I clung to her side, only feeling safe as long as I was within inches of her.

During my teenage years, I stubbornly wanted to be anything but.  Like most teenagers and their mothers, I’m sure, we butted heads constantly.  In my eyes she was no longer smart and kind, but carefully plotted out various ways to ruin my very existence.  Hateful words were thrown at her with out a second thought and many years past before I looked at her as something other than my mortal enemy.  I look back on those years and can’t help but cringe, hoping she doesn’t do the same.

Thankfully, with age comes wisdom.  (10 years in a different state than her probably didn’t hurt either.)  Now, with a family of my own, I feel much more like that little girl and want to be just like the woman who never stopped loving me.  I’ve watched her run across marathon finish lines, pursue a nursing degree, selflessly care for her children throughout countless moves and trials, kneel down in prayer for support and guidance, and never stop supporting her family.  We still have many differences, but I am inspired by her strength and hope that I inherited an once of what she has.

One of my favorite quotes is by Renita Weems, and perfectly describes my feelings for my mom.
“I cannot forget my mother. She is my bridge. When I needed to get across, she steadied herself long enough for me to run across safely”.
Happy Mother’s day!
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One moment to the next…

I sat at my desk today, staring blankly out the window of the temp agency I work at.  It was uncomfortably hot thanks to an over active heater that never seems to work right.  My sweater was itchy and I regretted wearing it like I always do.  It’s beautiful, cream and delicately stitched  but makes me feel like I’m covered in prickly hives.

The phone was ringing persistently and the lobby was full of people waiting for their appointment.  Despite a growing pile of work, I was bored and distracted by a lone leaf blowing across the parking lot.  As I watched it dance around, a cool breeze hit my face, pulling me out of my internal complaining and leaf watching, and towards the welcomed fresh air.  A grungy, old man entered and looked around before catching my eye.

The man, dressed in an over sized coat and ill fitting khaki pants, walked straight towards my desk.  He didn’t have an appointment, so I forced a smile to hide my annoyance, and he responded with his own that lit up his face, despite exposing a few missing teeth.  His eyes crinkled happily in the corners, drawing me to his brilliant blue eyes.  They sparkled under the florescent lighting, perfectly complemented by his tan, worn skin and an unshaven face.

I spent the next thirty minutes interviewing this man, surprisingly engrossed in our conversation.  He had a beautiful way of making me feel like I had been too or done the things he was describing.  I could smell the metal at the steel mill and feel the heat from working in the fields under the hot sun.  He weaved the tiny details together effortlessly, recalling the moments from his past like he experienced them yesterday.

When we were finishing up the interview, I asked him, like I do most interviews, why he wanted to work for my company.  Most respond with, “I want to make money,” or some exaggerated explanation about how great they are and why I should be so lucky to hire them.  I expected a similar, simple response, but was pleasantly surprised at his response.

He said, “I’ll tell you a secret.  Life is short.  You are young now, but one day you wake up and you’re old like me.”  He let out a raspy laugh and then continued, looking down at his worn, hard worked hands. “I wake up every morning grateful for another day and go to bed knowing a didn’t waste a moment of that day.  For me, that means working hard, loving my family, and enjoying a cold beer or two at the end of it”

We finished up the technicalities of his interview shortly after.  I found my lackluster attitude had shifted during the course of our time together and thanked him.

I worked hard the rest of the day, kissed my baby more than he cared for when I got home and now I “cheers” to my new friend and all of you.

I know I’m not the only one that is guilty of carelessly floating threw the day, but I hope to always remember his advice.

That leaves me to ask:  Can you look back on the day and know you lived each moment the best you could?

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“The years are short…

…but the days are long.”  

Normally, that saying is switched around, but today this is more appropriate.  I read this a couple of years ago, while sifting through a book on happiness.  While the rest of the book left my mind in about a week or so, this has stuck with me.  I try to remind myself as much as possible to live in the moment, let go of the past, and stop worrying so much about the future, but none of that really meant anything until I had my baby.  

That 5lb 13oz bundle of joy of mine, turns ONE tomorrow!  Never has a year felt so short.  It has definitely been one of the most difficult years of my life, and like a clique mommy, I admit, I could never imagine the amount of joy he brings to me every single day.  

Of course, my first year of parenthood I decided to start my novel on top of trying to figure out how the hell to raise a child.  While I sometimes feel guilty for reading over my manuscript instead of playing with the little one on the floor, I also have to give credit to him for giving me the “push” I needed to actually follow my dreams. 

I want my son to be proud of me and grow up knowing that he can be/do anything he wants in this life.  

For that reason, I write.  I dream, and I write some more.  

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Growing Up

Remember, when you were a little kid and the years seemed to drag out?

If I could tell my younger self one thing, it would be to “Slow Down.” Back then I was so eager to grow up. My parents felt like enemies and I couldn’t wait to get out on my own.

Almost 10 years ago to the day, I moved out on my own and spent the next several years racing carelessly through life. Before I knew it, I was on a slippery slope of self-destruction. This led to a lot of wasted years, shame and guilt.

I’ve been watching the clock today, wishing it would take my advice too. Naturally, the minutes keep passing one at a time, inching me closer to tomorrow – my 27th birthday, which should be exciting.

Turning 27 doesn’t make me feel “old” necessarily, but has left me reflecting back on those lost years. I believe there is always time to change the direction of your life, and I’m trying to remind myself that I’m doing just that. Today, however, it just feels hard to remember…

I’m sure I’m not the only one who has felt this way about a looming birthday. What did/do you do to cheer yourself up? I’d love to hear!

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New Year Obsession

Can anyone else believe 2012 is almost over?

I’m slightly obsessed with New Years – not the glitter or the champagne topped off with a stellar kiss. Don’t get me wrong, I love all those things too…but not nearly as much as I love January 1st.

I am an OCD list-o-holic, detailed planner, constant resolution maker so this day was pretty much made for me. My favorite thing is opening up a fresh yearly planner and staring at the blank pages as I imagine the possibilities that will soon fill them. Literally, it makes my heart race just thinking about it.

My resolutions are usually grand and die quickly just like most. Even knowing that they will most likely fade away and end up on next year’s list, I start the year with serioius enthusiasm. There can’t be anything wrong with that, right?

2013’s planner is sitting at my desk making me weirdly giddy. After surveying my options at the book store it’s clear that paper planners are dying out. I’ve tried and tried to switch to an electronic one but always return to pen and paper.

Whether you love the feel of a pen in your hand or your fingers flying across a keyboard, we all know, When once the itch of literature comes over a man, nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen. But if you have not a pen, I suppose you must scratch any way you can.” – Samuel Lover

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