Okay, I’m going to cheat here a little bit. I rarely travel, so I’d say my FAVORITE place I’ve traveled to in the past 5 years has been Ketchikan, Alaska. This place struck a chord in my heart, creating a love for the ocean. I worked in Ketchikan in the summer on the docks, cleaning fish for people who stayed at the lodge.
Cruise ships came in all the time, and they were astoundingly HUGE! The entire one-road city was beautiful. Green, cloudy, with freezing water that just might kill you if you stay in it too long lol! Here are a few pictures from the summer.
Whenever I need a quick pick-me-up, a romantic comedy always does the trick. It looks like my selections are all historical romances as well. Friends and Foes, and Edenbrooke both had me busting a gut laughing. Marrying Christopher is funny, but a little more on the serious side. I’ve just really wanted to reread it lately!
Go-to Movies/tv Shows
When I need a pick-me-up, I need to laugh. These three do the trick for me. They nearly have me rolling on the floor laughing. Though my husband probably wouldn’t agree for himself. Our sense of humor definitely doesn’t match!
As far as poems go, I pretty much love anything by Lord Byron. They speak to me on a personal level. I also really like some rhyming kids books like the Pout Pout Fish or Giraffes Can’t Dance haha! I don’t ever read short stories, but I have read plenty of novellas. Here are just a few I have enjoyed recently!
My chicken always comes out dry. Always. I am so awful at cooking it, it’s not even funny. I can even botch up “juicy, not dry” chicken recipes. Well, I guess I’ll just stick to baking. I’m better at it and it’s a lot more delicious.
Remembering Where I Put Things
Is it just me? Or does having kids erase about half your memory? I can’t remember things for the life of me after kids, and that includes where I put things. One of my biggest pet peeves is losing something, and I will tear the house apart until I find it. If only my toddler could remember where he last put things too!
Fight or flight? Doesn’t exist for me. In fact, I am very familiar with the third “F” that someone conveniently left out of the saying: Freeze.
I startle easy. Waaaay easy. All you have to do is walk into the same room as me and I, kid you not, jump a foot off the ground and then freeze. Would I be thinking about a weapon during an apocalypse? Probably not. I’d just stare at the hoard of zombies coming toward me and my body wouldn’t obey me to run away.
How would I fare, you ask? I would quickly become a zombie and I would be the one trying to eat YOUR brains.
When I’m driving or the sunlight reflects of my shiny (REALLY SHINY) kitchen floor and gets in my eyes, it makes me so mad! I’d rather my earphones get caught on something and tugged out of my ears lol!
My Waistband Loops Getting Caught on Door Handles
I’m just the right height for my hips and door handles to align. If I had a dollar for every time my waistband loops got caught on the door handle…
Seems like a funny one, but it’s true! Rollerblades are just like a pair of shoes on my feet, familiar and secure. I don’t want to hear “clunk clunk clunk” as someone is rollerblading down the street. Makes me cringe! A good pair of rollerblades is worth the money in my opinion. And wheels. Definitely wheels.
I love going on walks just to see all the flowers cropping up. I probably look like an idiot as I’m glancing back and forth at the daffodils and the pansies and… oh yuck! What is that disgusting smell coming from that tree? Oh, and there’s another daffodil. So beautiful!