No Pain, No…

What’s the worst type of physical pain you’ve ever felt? Was it a broken bone? Passing a kidney stone? Giving birth? A wax job gone awry? For me it has been any and all oral pain, but I’ve suffered many a strange affliction.

My Formative Years

Be advised: this post may contain triggers for some

I’ve been reading a lot of ‘decade in review’ posts and learning so many interesting things about my blogger friends (mainly where I compare to them age-wise). As is the reason behind these posts, I too began thinking about my past decade and I can honestly say this will forever be the decade that changed me the most.

Some Catch-up with My Whys (Where I’ve Been)

And just like that, the wedding/honeymoon posts have come to an end. Now what do I blog about…?

Just Like Watching A Car Accident…

Have you ever witnessed a potential tragedy? A possible drowning? A landslide or avalanche? Someone choking? Well I witnessed my first one- a car accident to be exact.

Party Like a Milkmaid

Last weekend was my bachelorette weekend. It was 3 full days devoted to celebrating me while spending time with 4 amazing women in my life: my mom, my aunt, and 2 of my girlfriends. We rented a local AirBnb that had a pool and spent morning, noon, and night swimming, laughing, eating, and boozing. Honestly, it was a perfect conclusion of my singledom as I now make the transition to becoming Mrs. Dr. Fella.

When ‘Break a Leg’ Almost Happened

Scene: Band festival circa 2005.

For those of you unfamiliar, many (middle/high) school bands attend what is dubbed band festivals in which concert bands and orchestras from neighboring towns congregate in an agreed upon location and have a competition. It’s not so much an ‘I’m a winner, you’re a loser’ kind of competition though, so I’m not sure why they call it such.

The stages each band has to participate in are as followed:

Did You Miss Me?

If you hadn’t noticed, it’s been just over a month since my last post. Why the hiatus?

Around the time that I last posted, a lot was happening for me including moving into my new home (which is amazing by the way…). Also around that time, my one year blogging anniversary came and went, I reached 500 followers, and one of my previous posts was published in an online magazine. Pretty exciting stuff, huh? So why did I stop?

The Chicken and The Sheep

I know, I know… it sounds like I’m setting you up for a rather pathetic joke.

A chicken and a sheep walked into a barn… Not quite.

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When I was younger, still living at home with my parents, we had a strange couple that would walk around the neighborhood. When I first saw them, I figured it was just a coincidence. But then I saw them a second and then a third time and then it became the norm. 

I Made a Boo-Boo

We all have those stories of times in our lives where we’re surprised we didn’t die from embarrassment. You know the type… like the dream where you’re making a speech in front of a large audience of your peers and you look down and you’re standing in your underwear…

Well this story isn’t as tragic, but it was traumatic non-the-less.

I Can Hear Wedding Bells

I’M ENGAGED!!

Fella asked me to be his forever and I said yes!

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I’ve never been one of those girls who’s dreamt about their wedding since they were little. I always knew that I would eventually get married, and I have an idea about the style of dress I want (hats off to you Say Yes to the Dress), but when, where, and who to invite are still all unknown. Fall or Spring? DJ or band? Outside or inside? Chicken or Fish? I have not a clue.