An Open Letter To My Dad

Hey Dad, You know, I sometimes wonder if you still read my blog after that one time you decided to go through it. You were so persistent to find something about you, and I felt bad, because I didn’t really talk about you. Not because you don’t play a big role in my life, but because I […]

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An Open Letter To My Mom

I think that we have established that our relationship is an interesting one. As a baby, or even a child, I couldn’t tell if I was a Daddy’s or a Momma’s Girl—but if I had to guess, I was probably an Oma’s Girl. I don’t have too many memories of you from my baby years, which is totally ridiculous, since you’ve always been present.

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Impossibly Perfect, Slightly Unattainable

I’m not really sure how to go about this. My original plan was going to make this post about my first crush ever…but there really isn’t much to that story. So, I decided to talk about the boy I mentioned in yesterday’s post, the one I crushed on…and thought I was in love with…for the majority of my childhood and teenaged years. So my life. The guy I crushed on for the majority of my life.

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Previously…

On the last episode of The Amanda Show, Amanda was really depressed and moody and annoying, but now she seems like she’s okay—which is insane, because absolutely nothing has changed except her attitude.

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Home Sweet Home

Isn’t it weird that whenever you’re home for an extended period of time, you’d like to be anywhere but there; but when you’re away for a while, that’s the only place you want to be? Whether it’s the smell of breakfast in the morning, how excited the dogs get when you walk in through the door, the feel of the Egyptian cotton sheets on your bed, or just the sight of your mother’s face—you miss it.

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An Open Letter To My Big Sister

Hey Jo. You probably saw this post and thought, “well, it’s about time!” And I don’t blame you for that. I kind of made your letter last on purpose, because I knew that you are actually going to read yours. So I guess I’m kind of a sadist.

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An Open Letter To My Big Brother

If I’m going to be honest, these letters are getting harder to write. It was so easy to put down what I wanted to say to Cait and Heinrich because they’re teenagers, and I see them every day, so I know them really well as people. Brianna’s was the first hard letter to write because there’s a lot that I want to say to her, but there is also a lot that I can’t necessarily put out there for the public eye to see. Your letter—I am already one-hundred-percent sure of this, and I still have to write Joanne’s—is going to be the hardest one I have to write.

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Today Has Been An Emotional Rollercoaster And I Haven’t Even Left Work Yet

Do you know how much I hate waking up in the morning? It’s typically the pit of my day. (If you watch Keeping Up With the Kardashians, you’ll understand that reference.) I can’t lie; waking up too early does have its one little perk: you check the time, and then smile at the realization that you get more time to sleep. That was my morning today.

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I Don’t Know Why I Do This: Confessions and Apologies

So I do this weird thing where I go through long phases of pushing people out. My patience and attention span become shorter than usual, and my desire to leave my bedroom basically disappears. And it’s not like a chase me kind of thing, but I do it.

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