Malibu Molly

So many people who are writing blogs have been using prompts following the 30 Day Blog Challenge. The point of the challenge is to write a post every day for thirty days and then decide if you want to continue blogging. I decided to take a blog prompt today and I decided to write about a wonderful friend I am blessed to have.

Last semester I moved into an apartment with three other girls. I knew two of the girls but only knew the name of the third girl. Molly. One of the first days in our apartment I was sitting at the table eating, when in walked Molly pretty upset. Not knowing her very well, I gave her a hug and asked her what was wrong. I thought I would probably get a response of "I'll be fine" but instead she explained to me how she missed her best friend she had met in Portland, Maine through the National Student Exchange program. I immediately connected with her and we shared stories back and forth about our time on exchange. I sometimes wonder if Molly didn't walk in that door crying if we would have connected like we have.

Molly and I both moved out of Wisconsin recently, myself to Rhode Island and her to Arizona. We are both extremely happy where we live now and love filling each other in on everything going on in our lives. I know Molly will always be a part of my life and someone I can go to when I am having a bad day.

Here are a few awesome things about Molly I want to share.
1. Molly will never turn down eating ice cream with me, even in the cold of winter.
2. Molly graduated college in 3.5 years!
3. If you ask Molly what she wants to do when talking about jobs and careers she always says "I just want to do good!" Molly- you are such an inspiration to me!

4. Molly eats peanut butter right out of the jar all the time. I would even hid my peanut butter so that she wouldn't eat mine too :)

Here is just a few of Molly's peanut butter jars

at the end of the semester.

I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU MOLLY!

Can I get over 100?

So, I joined a bowling league. An official league where you switch lanes between each frame. Bowling, like most every sport, is not something I am terribly good at. Each week I set a goal of at least getting over 100. Well, yesterday was the day! I bowled a 119! No bumpers either. What makes me even prouder of this high score is that I bowled such a great score after such a long day of shopping at an outlet mall in Massachusetts.

I have a lot of fun bowling and I really am trying to improve. I am right-handed and I always curve my hand so the ball ends up going in the left gutter some of the time. I have tried moving my feet over to the right a little bit, thinking this would force the ball to hit the pins just right. Nah, I usually end up throwing the ball into the right gutter. Hmm, I will get it someday. I do occasionally bowl a strike but usually follow that up with a gutter ball.

Thankfully this bowling league is recreational instead of professional. I am glad Chris, who joined this league with me doesn't mind my terrible bowling too much, or at least he doesn't make it noticeable to me that I need some work. He does coach me and cheer me on when I do something well.

The awesome thing about this is league is no matter what your score, no matter how well you do, you get a summer pass to Six Flags New England. It's like every time I release that ball I can see myself being strapped in a roller coaster and spinning round-and-round. For some reason Six Flags always makes me think of DippinDots too! And I am always in the mood for ice cream.

So now as I make my way to class that is from 6:00 to 8:30 tonight, I know I will be thinking about ice cream at least for the next two and a half hours until I go home and can have some.

Katie's getting old(er)!

Today is Kate's Day. So I dedicate this blog to my sissy. Although, it has been a while since I have seen my sister, I am fortunate to talk to her almost everyday. Now I know when Kate reads this, I will get an immediate phone call saying I never answer my phone when she is calling. But I think she should be careful with the word never. But since it is Kate's day I will be extra nice!

As I was looking through different photo albums to find just the right picture I wanted to share with everyone(and not embarrass Katie too much) I found this picture of Kate. I believe this picture was taking in the field behind our house.

I also found this next picture which inspires me to share with you all a story about the trip her and I took to the Grand Canyon a few years ago. It was to be a warm and sunny day in the canyon so before Kate and I left the house that morning we packed a cooler full of water bottles. We left early morning and arrived just before the heat really set in. Kate and I walked around the different trails and lookout areas taking many pictures. I noticed a group of people crossing over this fence and hiking down into the canyon a little ways. I immediately wanted the full experience and begged Katie to hike down with me. It really didn't take a lot of persuasion and it was an easy path that we went down. I guess it didn't hit either of us that when you slide down four foot rock walls that we would need to go back up these same walls in a few minutes. Kate and I enjoyed the scenery for a while and decided to hike back up. We followed the same path but literally got stuck. We could not get up this one rock wall. I found this amusing, but Kate wasn't too happy. Kate tried pushing me up so I could get up but because I was laughing so hard I had no muscle control to help her. Kate was not happy. We eventually made it up the wall, and neither of us were scarred too much by the situation. Katie didn't find this circumstance too funny. Although, maybe she found a little more humor in the hotel parking lot when she tipped over the cooler and the water bottles started rolling all over the place. Or when the hotel key card wouldn't work and Kate thought kicking the door would make it open.

Katie hiking down the canyon

I loved my trip with Katie and I am so glad it wasn't the last one. Katie and I also drove up from Arizona to Wisconsin, without hating each other by the end. (Sorry, for being crabby on the last day, Katie)

Kate and I leaving Arizona: Wisconsin bound!

Happy Birthday Katie. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. I am sure everyone at work now has confirmed that their is something seriously wrong with me, because of all the laughing I did well reminiscing and writing. I wish you the best day ever. :)

Inspired

I have once again been inspired by my beautiful cousin Kalli, also known as Kalifornia. She used to inspire me to go to Walmart after work and buy mini-corndogs and eat just them for supper. I always took her advice. This time I am following in her footsteps and stepping into the world of blogging. Now I have had this blog for over a year, but have only used it as a place to publish and share some poetry I have written. If you have not had a chance to read these please feel free to. My purpose of this blog is to share with you my writing, and let you know what I am up to over here in Little Rhodey.


Well, now I can say I am officially settled in here and busier than ever before. My classes are going well and I am working on campus in one of the offices. I am proud to say I just got hired as a Home-Based Therapist through a center here in Rhode Island whose mission is to make life more enjoyable for anyone with a disability. I will be working with children, mainly who are autistic, on social, hygiene, educational and other skills. I sign the employment papers tomorrow and should begin within the next week or two with my first client. I will be sure to let everyone know how my first day goes.


Well, I don't want to bore anyone in the first blog so I will leave you with a Rhode Island trademark to summarize how life is treating me.

What do you choose?

I open my eyes each morning
to see the glistening of the sun,
as it hits the dew on the grass
spreading images of glitter across
the ground.

I close my eyes to the harsh words
headlined across my morning paper.
I don't dare reach out on my porch step
in efforts to grab that folded piece of garbage
screaming words of death, poverty and war.

Instead I open my ears to wind,
the warm breeze that brings to my ears
the sweet music and rejoice sent to me
from the heavens above.

I close my ears to the voice on the t.v.
the cold, cruel voices,
only there to reinforce the
bitterness I find in my coffee.

Instead, I lean over the rose bush
smelling the sweet fragrance that
seeps into veins,
generously filling me with
happiness and life.

You see –we all have a choice.
See, we can all chose to live a life
of joy or a life of pain.
You see, many of us chose to share the sad things in life,
and while there are times when sadness is only right
we cannot allow it to take us over,
like a flood after a long storm.
And even when the biggest flood of them all,
is over and sun has dried up all the rain,
the roses will bloom again-- a little brighter than before,
the birds will sing a little again—a little louder than before
So choose life.
Choose love.

Stupid Girl

Stupid girl they all mutter
Under their poisonous breaths,
I smile and pretend not to hear
their words -- they are like ice to me.
But the warmth you provide me
Melts away the harm
they bring to the table.
I believe not what they say
But instead in what you have
Chosen to show me.
I chose you.
Things changed too sudden though,
Like a banana that ripens over night.
Your words, once sweet
Become sour like a lime
brought to my lips.
I can’t explain what happened
As I watched it unfold
before my dark brown eyes
God, I begin to wonder
If what their saying was the truth.
Stupid girl I wonder
Stupid girl I mutter
under my own poisonous breath

born again

I was born to believe
my wings were already clipped.
Stuck, like feet in the mud.

I was born to believe
there is no life outside
of what we have here.

I was born to believe
that there is no grass
on the other side at all.

I was born to believe
in one too many fallacies.
Ha, I'll show you!