My favorite day of the week has turned into Wednesday’s because I’ve somehow managed to get myself addicted to Survivor. I haven’t watched the series since the first season but have come full circle, watching again. I love competition, but that is one show I would never want to be a part of!
I had to participate in an outdoor sand Volleyball tournament last Friday & almost melted to my death. Of course it was the hottest day we’ve had so far at 90 degrees. I couldn’t drink enough water to keep myself hydrated & went home with a huge headache Friday. On the plus side, 1 of the 4 games was a personal success in my book. The other 3 had a few errors that I’m choosing to ignore. I’m very competitive so I hate sucking at things.
I love hearing people talk about what they’re passionate about, what makes them happy. Whether that was a time in their life or an event they’re currently going through. To see them get excited & feel comfortable enough opening up is exciting. Conversations like these really get me going.
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I’m not a huge climate change advocate but it does break my heart to see what mother earth is going through, especially with some of our wasteful decisions – so I try my best to do little things that will hopefully make a difference. Creating less trash sounds like a good start.
I’ve never been the girl with a long list of friends. I wouldn’t be the one with 20 bridesmaids or 1,000 people at my wedding. There’s a huge part of me that has always been envious of those people. They were able to cultivate friendships from high school & college that stayed with them their whole lives. I love that & am honestly impressed & a little envious…
If you’ve ever struggled finding a good sports bra that isn’t $1,000 then you’ll understand this post. I played sports a lot when I was younger and have always enjoyed running or working out so a sports bra is an essential part of my closet. I don’t care if they’re cute, I care that they hold my ting tangs still. I HATED the times I’d be wearing a bra that wasn’t strong enough & my ting tang’s bounced around for everyone to see during my runs. UGH, also so unflattering. Oooga Oooga Oooga. Just no. No. No.
