A few of my favourite things.

My blog feels like homework lately.  It weighs heavy on my shoulders like some kind of assignment that is due.  Yet each time I sit down at my computer my mind goes blank.  So I waste some time perusing other blogs and pinterest, then shut down and go home feeling like I just procrastinated yet another day of this never-ending project away.

And this just doesn't feel right.

So forgive me if you don't hear from these parts for awhile.  Perhaps I need to just take a step back and get some fresh air before diving back in to the blogging world.

So, to keep you occupied until I come back from my blogging hiatus, here are some of my favourite things lately:

Favourite Articles:
Of Regrets and Resolutions
Tolerance, the Beginning of Christlike Love
When you think your love story is boring
How to talk to your daughter about her body

Favourite Magazine/Website:
mental_floss

Favourite Photo Editing App:
Analog (all photos above edited using Analog for Mac)
After Light (for iPhone pictures)

Favourite Workout Essentials:
These shorts - Nike Two-In-One (so freaking comfy.  I had to buy a second pair after wearing the first)
Workout App - Nike Training Club

Favourite Blogs to Creep:
brittany erin.
richellephant loves
shake, rattle and ramble
pleasant pheasant
always wear sunscreen
RyleeBlake

Tiny Stories

My parents have a strange motto.  They think life should be lived in the same manner as camping: without leaving a trace that you were there.  But I can't do that.

It's not that I think my life is especially interesting or that I have an incredibly unique story.  I just seem to have this insatiable desire to document the tiny stories that make up my universe.

They are certainly tiny.  Sometimes they pass by unnoticed, even by myself.  Sometimes my tiny stories  are only one line long and they may not even have a punch line or point.  But one thing is sure.  The days that I take the time to notice the stories, those are the days that last longer, those are the days I remember, and those are the days that are better.  The days I recognize my stories are the days that make my universe grow bigger.

So what tiny stories have recently added to my universe?

Well, on Thursday night my sister-in-law Carly spent the night at our place so she could catch a ride to work with Jon in the morning.  I was sitting in the living room eating my dinner in sweet oblivion when Jon suddenly ran to me whimpering and in need of comfort.  It turns out while Carly and him were preparing their dinner together in the kitchen, he had forgotten that it wasn't me in there with him.  As he walked around Carly to grab a fork his husbandly reflexes kicked in and gave his own sister a nice little pat on the bum.  Poor, poor Jon.  We all got a good laugh.

Take the time to notice your tiny stories.