
My friends know me so well!! Any crazy cat lady would appreciate 🙂
(Taken with Instagram)
“We have received your application. However, you were not among the best qualified candidates. Therefore, your application will not be sent to the hiring manager for selection consideration at this time.”
Oy VEY. It was for a job that asked me about my expertise in sending E-MAILS! An assistant to the administrative assistant! My application won’t even be considered?? Good grief. I had even moved my degree information to the bottom of my resume so I would appear less overqualified. Ugh. Forward and onward, I guess…
In other news, I’m super excited after purchasing a Living Social deal for some pole dancing and barre classes. That’s right. Pole dancing. Judge all you like! I did it for almost a year back in NoVa and loved it. Great workout, and a ton of fun! Better yet, it’s very affordable here and I can’t wait to get back into it. The barre classes sound amazing too – a mix of ballet, yoga, and pilates. It’s been over a year since I’ve done any dancing at all, so I’m ready to dive back in.
And, as our small world would have it, a friend of mine from the DC area randomly got engaged to a Marine and moved down here a few months ago. She is a dancer/ cheerleader and bought the Living Social deal with me. 🙂 Yayyy, I have a buddy!
Her being here has been hilarious in the first place. We didn’t hang out a lot in DC, but our social circles crossed paths a good bit. She messaged me on Facebook telling me she was moving here and needed advice on transitioning from the DC professional/socialite lifestyle, to military wife in the middle of nowhere. It’s been interesting being on the other side of this issue, giving advice to a nervous young woman instead of receiving it – allowing me to see how I’ve changed, grown, and adjusted since I moved here almost a year ago.
In yet another twist of circumstance, her fiance is on the same team as Chuck, and they will deploy together in the winter! It will be nice to have someone around who is on the same schedule as me, in terms of deployment.
Anyhoo. It’s a quiet day here at the office. My boss is out all day so I’m more casual and relaxed while I cold-call potential investors. The assignment wraps at the end of next week, so I’m trying not to complain too much about it. I need this $12/hour – it gives me the means to dance 🙂

Thinking of the lives lost and still at risk in Libya, Egypt, and Afghanistan. Hate seeing our flag at half mast, knowing what it means…
(Taken with Instagram)

My lil pumpkin (Taken with Instagram)

Yes, I’m a teenager and still wear dangly sparkly belly button rings. I’ve considered giving them up and letting it close like a true grown-up, but it was too painful to justify saying goodbye to it just yet. Plus, the memory of that day itself is pretty awesome. It’s the first rebellious thing I ever did at the end of high school, while studying abroad at Oxford University.
Seriously. How many people can say they got their belly button pierced with their best friend in Notting Hill by a crotchety old Englishman after interrupting his porridge supper, followed by a week of natural salt water treatments in Menorca, Spain? That’s right – no one!
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A fellow W&M alum said it best! Couldn’t agree more.
I found life’s answers in my room. The fan said be cool. The roof said aim high. The window said see the world. The clock said every minute is precious. The mirror said reflect before you act. The calender said be up to date. The door said push hard for your goals & the carpet said kneel down and pray.
Anonymous
On this day 11 years ago, I stood on my high school lawn in the heart of Washington, DC and watched the smoke rise from the Pentagon mere miles away. Despite the constant wail of sirens, cries of worried students and teachers, televised images of collapsing buildings and desperate jumpers, and clogged phone lines that prevented me from contacting anyone I loved, I was remarkably free of panic. It was almost too other-worldly to even be real. “This kind of thing just doesn’t happen here,” I thought…”Is this really happening?”
Of course, it does happen here. It did happen here. And the world has never been the same since. It would be easy to say it’s changed for the worst. But actually, there has been so much good, too. Since that very morning to this very day, we have seen the best in people right along side the worst of them. From the selflessness of our first responders, to the efforts of our government, to the sacrifices of our military, we have given our all to keep the loss of life that happened on 9/11 from ever happening again. It’s not an easy, fool-proof, or black-and-white battle, but with every day that goes by without a 9/11, we achieve victory.
Politics aside, we must never forget.

This was the night President Obama announced that Seal Team 6 took out Osama Bin Laden and thousands rushed to the White House in support.







Moment of silence on the White House lawn, 9/11/2012

One World Trade Center Memorial, 9/11/2012

It’s a gorgeous 75 degrees and sunny right now in jolly Holly Ridge. The windows are open and there is a light breeze. There are lovely golden and berry hues on my table, keeping me company while I catch up on some job apps and clean the house. I’m heading to work for a few hours, but maybe I can catch an early evening walk afterwards. Love this kind of weather!
(Taken with Instagram)

Tomorrow is Suicide Awareness Day – write “love”on your wrist or wear something yellow to how your support for those who have self-harmed, thought of suicide or attempted suicide. Or succeeded in taking their own life. R.I.P to all the beautiful lost souls
If you any of you ever feel suicidal or even just sad feel free to message me because people care, I care and you matter<3
Maybe I will…the tragedy of suicide touches so many.