What is the one thing you finally did this year that you always wanted or said you were going to do, but in your heart of hearts never thought you would actually do? – Amy
I’ve had a good year. A really, really good year. I’ve been blessed with my health (I haven’t had any *scary* health issues), the support of my family and friends, and we haven’t had some of the stresses of other years.
So, I guess my answer would be…nothing.
Any extra energy I’ve had has went solely towards my day-to-day adventures with Drew and our moving this past summer. I seem to have abandoned my Mighty Life List as some point. And that makes me a little sad. So, I dragged it back out this evening, edited quite a bit (I love the freedom to change), and I’m eager to see how I’ll answer this in a year.
Here’s to exciting things ahead! And here’s my Mighty Life List.
I’m taking part in a blogging group called Reverb Broads that will be suggesting daily blogging prompts this December. If you want to join in, feel free! Go here or here to learn more.
In the movie version of your life, which actor/actress would play you and the significant players in your life? What kind of movie is it (e.g., made-for-TV, action, emo/indie, etc.)? What would be the major plot points, and how will it end? – Emily
I don’t think I have an exact celebrity look-a-like but when Portia de Rossi has a bit more meat on her bones, I can see a bit of resemblance. It’s probably the nose. And the laugh lines. Certainly not the squishy or the height. But, I adore her and would love for her to play me in the movie version of my life.
The significant players in my life would obviously be Daniel and Drew. Daniel favors Pierce Brosnan (but he has Hugh Grant’s eyes) and Drew, well, he’s four. I have no idea who would play him.
I’m not really sure that my life would be that exciting of a movie. There have been parts that were dramatic, salacious, and intriguing but there have been plenty of days as boring as the drip from the kitchen sink. So, maybe a made-for-TV about learning to be authentic but I’ll hope for a cult-like following.
The major plot points would be:
~ Growing up in the South and loving every minute of it. Life in The Valley. Loving parents, friends, and lots of fried okra. Also, Portia would need to start putting on weight after college. Bless her heart.
~ A few years of Wandering after college. Insert salacious details here. There also needs to be a slow motion scene of me falling down the stairs wearing high heels. While watching myself in the mirror.
~ Falling in love with a boy far away. Romance in airports, luggage tags in scrapbooks, and listening to him play the piano over the phone. And a deliciously steamy scene in the parking garage at BWI.
~ A new baby. Post-partum blues. Oh, look! The blues turned into HORRIBLE BLACK CLOUDS OF DOOM. The film turns to black and white here (Danny Elfman soundtrack) and my happy go lucky days seem to be gone.
~ More years of Wandering. Incredibly dark days of mourning my faith. Slowly feeling freedom. Clarity happening as time passes.
~ Finally feeling at home. Peace. (The film passes me at this point.) Mental and physical health attained. And then I wake up and realize it’s all been a dream. Ah ha, just kidding. I hate those movies.
And lastly, this song would HAVE to be in the movie:
Oh solemn soul see where you are
And look to the sides what you discard
Press your lips to mine, breathe in deep and lie
When the cameras roll, hide away your soul
Flash your eyes, forge a smile, entertain
But don’t get stuck in something you hate
All movie-jokes aside, I hope my REAL life echoes authenticity and learning to live the life that I’m worth.
I’m taking part in a blogging group called Reverb Broads that will be suggesting daily blogging prompts this December. If you want to join in, feel free! Go here or here to learn more.
“How did you become more of a grown-up this year? Or did you pull a Peter Pan and stubbornly remain childlike?” – Bethany
Even though I spent a considerable amount of time photographing Lego’s this evening, I would say that I’ve possibly become more of a grown-up this year. Possibly.
In April, I rushed towards thirty with my arms wide open. A few people cautioned me, sagely, that I’d hit a rockbottom moment where thirty felt like eighty. But it didn’t. I felt freedom from my twenties (which were a swirled bit of poo in my humble opinion) and ALIVE.
Slowly, but surely, I see a wide open horizon ahead where I can change the things about me that bug me to no end. I have a list. Don’t we all? It’s as though for the majority of my life I’ve felt as though I am in a pattern that I can’t escape. But now, magically, I feel encouraged that Things Will Change.
When you grow up you tend to get told that the world is the way it is and your life is just to live your life inside the world, try not to bash into the walls too much, try to have a nice family, have fun, save a little money. That’s a very limited life. Life can be much broader, once you discover one simple fact, and that is that everything around you that you call life was made up by people that were no smarter than you. And you can change it, you can influence it, you can build your own things that other people can use. Once you learn that, you’ll never be the same again.” – Steve Jobs
Although I’m not out to build a piece of technology to change the world, I am seeing that I don’t have to settle for normal.
I have goals. I have dreams. I can still reach them. And it doesn’t hurt to add a bit of childlike fun to the mix.
This means sparkly rainbow barrettes, Lisa Frank stickers, and Legos. Obviously.
I’m taking part in a blogging group called Reverb Broads that will be suggesting daily blogging prompts this December. If you want to join in, feel free! Go here or here to learn more.
At the moment, I keep Octolilly up just for nostalgia’s sake. I stopped updating this site in 2013.
Be warned:
You may find broken image links throughout the posts. Also, there’s the reality of spilling my heart online for twelve years. It gets messy at times. If you start reading, prepare to find a lot of heartache, mommy-blogging, face-palming, immaturity, and awkwardness all tangled together.
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