stayin’ alive

Alexandra’s Edit: None of my pictures are wishing to cooperate with my 20 year old computer (SHOCKER!), so I will be posting photos on here as soon as it is up and running again.

I am just three short sweet days from launching my website! I feel like I’m going to burst from excitement! I felt like after two years of blogging every Tuesday, I wanted to take my business to the next level and launch my blog and photography business on one site. Yay to the creatives in this world and a special thanks to my friends, family, and you sweet readers for being so loving and supportive with me.

For today’s Talk Tuesday, I had a great session with my therapist. I genuinely really like my doctor as not only a professional but also a person. While I have some difficult sessions going over not so fun topics, I crave the Tuesdays of my week. I find myself making mental notes of what I need to discuss in my next session. So, I’ll be on Spring Break this upcoming week and will be going back home to Missouri (yay midwest….) so I will be missing next Tuesday, but never fear, you will still be receiving a new blog from me! You’re welcome.

I was a hot mess today. I woke up in a hurry, the thunder and pitter-patter of the rain lulled me back to sleep after my alarm rudely woke me up. Anyone with curly hair will know that rainy weather and high humidity is the bane of our existence and for good reason. The fro was uncontrollable. I also woke up with a gorgeous blemish on my face, which stayed ever so present no matter how much makeup I used to try and cover it up.  I’m 21 waiting to not look like a teenager going through puberty (ie, my voice cracking in the middle of class) So, while I ran around the room looking like I had just gotten electrocuted and Rudolph’s much less known cousin, I slipped into a pair of casual jeans, a t-shirt, jean jacket (yes, denim on denim baby!!!!) and my tennis shoes. I was as casual as casual can get for Alexandra. It was just my luck that it started pouring right as I walked outside, of course I had forgotten my umbrella in the rush of leaving, so I drudgingly walked through the rain, perpetually late for class. The upside was that my hair finally was flat on my head, but I also looked like a sad poodle.

The point of this hefty description of my impossible morning is to let you in on a little secret. I am not perfect. You are not perfect. And it’s completely okay. No one has it all going on. I was in on this past Saturday night, after being (embarrassingly so) stood up for a date. I had asked off work and everything, fully ready to spend the night in “date mode”. So, yeah that fell through, but my parents were actually down here in Arkansas for my nephew’s 6th birthday, so I ended up going with them and having a good time kissing on my sweet baby nephews and eating green dinosaur cake. The point being, life looks super great on the outside, but really, it’s just a 6 year olds birthday party with screaming children and parents yelling at them. I haven’t been around little teeny kids in a while, but as I sat and watched parents running around the arcade I realized a few things.

1. Parents are constantly reminding and telling their children to use their manners (“What do you say? “thank you, you’re welcome, excuse me, I’m sorry).

2. They sell alcohol at the arcade and I think it’s absolutely brilliant.

3. Being a parent looks exhausting.

4. Arcades are germ infested and kids are just really small little carriers for probably the world’s worst diseases.

5. I am definitely going to be that hot mom. I’m just calling it right now.

6. If your date stands you up, it’s their loss completely. You’re better off hanging out with family.

Today’s Mantra:

I AM free to be happy.”

Love you for the beautiful mess that you are, the beautiful mess you are in, and the beautiful mess we call life.

blessings, a


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