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Confessions

Top Posts of 2015 & How I Did with my Goals

January 3, 2016 By Caroline Peterson

NYAG_2015It was an interesting year on Not Your Average Gal with a total rebrand (formerly Caroline Made This), more posts about travel hacking and a fun mix of what you guys liked to read.

Take a look at the Top Posts of 2015.

  1. How to: Valentine’s Day Wreath
  2. A Reminder for all Teachers
  3. Canceling our Trip to Southeast Asia & How Things Will Get Better
  4. Why I Flew to Atlanta Yesterday Morning (and was Home Before Noon)
  5. You seem so happy.
  6. Welcome to Not Your Average Gal!
  7. 2015 Changed Me
  8. What is Travel Hacking?
  9. Changes are Happening in my Life and on This Site
  10. Short-Term Health Goals Before our Trip

Recap of 2015 Goals

Now, how did I do with the goals I set back last January? Pretty darn well. Sort of…

I’ll keep chugging along to hold myself more accountable this year. Big things are planned, plus I have a big announcement coming in the next few weeks regarding my fitness and upcoming races.

Blog

  • Join a blog network and start expanding readers. Readership is way up! No blog network.
  • Gain more followers on Twitter and Facebook. Check and check.
  • Choose one medium for all my social networks, that can push blog posts to all of them. Check. Plus, I’m focusing more on what works. Facebook is my best network.
  • Include more videos. Big fail. I have some up my sleeve from this most recent trip.
  • Write more about “travel hacking.” Check and check and check.
  • Gain more freelance writing work. Woot! Check.
  • Feature sponsored posts, guest writers and perhaps open up advertisements. Guest writer: Check Still leery of advertisements. It could change. This year, I’m focusing more on writing about what I love and seeing where that goes, as opposed to focusing on what sponsors may like. Writing a post last year about something I loved actually worked out for this year…more on that soon. :D

Life

  • Travel somewhere new in July. July got switched to December.
  • Read a damn book. 4, in fact! Woohoo!
  • Give up TV for one month. Check.
  • Learn more Spanish. Fail. Big time. Aside from the fun terms my coworkers have taught me.

Health

  • Lose 15 pounds. I lost exactly half of that, 7.5 pounds.
  • Incorporate more lifting in my workouts. Check.
  • Allow myself to buy pre-packaged meals. Check.
  • Run 2 half-marathons. I only ran one. But I’ll cut myself some slack considering this past fall, when I would have run the second one, was somewhat of a shit show. BIG announcement coming about races this year though.
  • Get up each morning at 6am. Check.
  • Eat less meat. Somewhat of a check? Meh.
  • Letting go of guilt. Check!

I think I did pretty darn tootin’ okay. What do you think? Do you have any goals for 2016 you’d like to accomplish?

Filed Under: Blogging, Confessions, Health, Mental Health, Running, Soapbox, Travel, Travel Hacking

Literally and Figuratively Cleaning Out my Closet

August 10, 2015 By Caroline Peterson

In general, I’m very good about not collecting and keeping too much shit. The hubster pokes fun at me because I have 3 rubbermaid bins in our storage closet of childhood memories that I’ve been moving around to each place I’ve lived since I was 22. My mother wanted nothing of mine at her home after I left, save for a few items I forgot, and my parents have been divorced since I was 10, so very few things of mine were at my dad’s house.

3 bins of memories.

That’s it.

He has his childhood memories still sitting at his parents house that I’m sure could fill more than 3 bins. “It’s mostly trophies and medals from baseball and golf. I wouldn’t want to make you feel bad.” Modest, that one.

I think 3 bins are pretty good. Truth is, I could probably go through those and toss most things.

But the thing nagging me the most recently was my actual clothes closet. Things weren’t organized, I was wearing the same shit to work each day because I couldn’t really be bothered finding that “cute” shirt and I’m just in a rut. I haven’t really, truly gone clothes shopping for a “new look” in years because honestly, I didn’t need to.

Like I’ve mentioned, if traveling has taught me anything, it’s that I don’t need a closet full of clothes to be happy.

Have I bought new things? Sure. But it’s things here and there. I could have kept some items I bought for our trip to Southeast Asia, but if we weren’t going anymore, why keep them? Return, return, return.

So this past weekend, I spent 2 hours organizing and cleaning out my closet.

I was disgusted.

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Even if I tend to go through and make donations every few months to the point our drawers and shelved are getting dull, I really must have been avoiding my closet the last year and apparently, as you’ll see, there was a reason. There was a pile of clothes I just tossed more clothes onto without thinking because I hadn’t worn them in years. One after the other after the other.

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I like to think I live a bit more simplistically. And, in general, I do. I don’t have nearly as many clothes as most of my friends and yet, still, I put together 2 bags of clothes and shoes to donate.

That’s obnoxious.

Side note: Can you donate bras? The ones I buy to keep these puppies up are expensive and it seems a pity to just throw them out.

Some things were winter-ish items I was holding onto that just seem silly to keep while in Florida. If we ever move above the Mason-Dixon line again (GOD NO. PLEASE NO.) I doubt they’ll even be fashionable still.

And you know me, super model fashionista. Werk it, girrrl.

The sad truth is, some things just didn’t fit anymore. I have no idea how my breasts can keep growing, but they do. The hubster high-fived me when I announced from the corners of my closet that my boobs have a mind of their own.

I was about 5 different cardigans deep when I began to notice a trend. I noticed that most items I was keeping were looser fitting, shells, tanks tops and blouses.  I bought some cardigans when we moved offices and it was suddenly freezing because of a new A/C system. My thought was that I wanted to remain fashionable without putting on my winter coat and scarf at my desk.

But I grew into those looser fitting cardigans and blouses. These clothes are covering me up. Both literally and figuratively. I’m not ashamed of my body, but these clothes were sort of telling me otherwise. It really made me quite sad.

I realize that wearing tight fitting clothes doesn’t necessarily mean you’re confident, but most everything I have is just…baggy.

So I did something that took strength bottled in the reserves of my mind.

I donated my favorite pair of giant, oversized, comfortable sweatpants. 

You know the ones I wear with my giant, oversized Spice Girls tshirt? (Which, duh, I’m not donating.) The ones that the hubster says he knows exactly how I’m feeling about myself when I wear? Translation: Not good. 

When did I stop wearing things that made me feel pretty or good about myself? What the hell is going on here?

I was tossing out bras and underwear when I came across a pair of thongs that made me blush. I used to wear these? It was a quick kick in the ass of how I’ve been feeling about myself. (Don’t worry, hubster, I kept the risqué thongs.)

I donated things that fit funny and things I felt “too” comfortable in. I’m not going to toss my cardigans because it’s still 7 degrees below my nipples being able to cut glass in my office, but at least I’m now aware of what my closet it saying.

Get it together, Caroline, and stop hiding. Be proud of yo’self. (Does your inner voice have sass? Mine does.)

I kept a pair of jeans that are a biiiiit too snug for me to squeeze into and will help serve as a reminder to get my ass in gear at the gym and dinner table. The rest? Tossed. It felt so good to be organized and get rid of the old and toss the things I maybe was holding onto for the wrong reasons.

I’ve certainly been working on getting into a healthier schedule with all of the recent setbacks. Donating those items I’d hope to wear again someday or allowed me to remain hidden was a good step in the right direction.

Do you discover similar things when you raid and clean your closet? Are you reminded of certain feelings or memories when you toss things in the donation bin?

Filed Under: Body Love, Confessions, Soapbox

One Month: No TV Conclusion

April 22, 2015 By Caroline Peterson

In March, I decided to give up TV for the entire month and on March 18th, I cracked. I watched the 2 hour reunion of Vanderpump Rules. Worrrrth it.

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Jokes aside, that month taught me a lot about how easily distracted I am by television. The only other time I watched TV all month was watching Michigan State play twice, even though I said I wouldn’t. Oh ahem. GO GREEN! I was honestly surprised they made it that far in the NCAA basketball tournament, so I allowed the exception.

Like an addict.

I think the best way of describing not having TV in my life would be: quiet. I got ready in the morning with just a radio, something I hadn’t done since high school. When the GermanWings plane crashed, I listened to the TV news while I was getting ready (a condition I said I would allow if bad news happened). But I immediately noticed how quickly I was sucked in, standing there, just watching.

Like an addict.

(Ironically, I’m watching Intervention while writing this.)

When April 1st came around, I had basically 10 hours of shows DVRed. 10 HOURS. Did I watch them all so far? Of course. Ha. Except that’s not really funny.

I could have been reading the book I started reading. I could have been dancing in the kitchen while making dinner. I could have planned out future blog posts.

All more productive than watching mindless television and all things I did last month when television wasn’t around.

Things I’ve learned:

  • I’m more aware of how TV can suck me in for 5, 10 or 60 minutes.
  • I can live without it and didn’t miss anything life changing.
  • I can multi-task and watch TV while doing something else, but turning off the TV makes me accomplish that task 10x faster.
  • I have a major Bravo TV addiction.
  • I noticed that without TV other distractions payed a bigger role: Facebook.
  • Reading before bed helped me sleep better.

So there it all is in total honesty.

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Would you be able to give up television or something you know is a total distraction?

Filed Under: Confessions, Health, Mental Health, Soapbox

One Month: No TV

March 1, 2015 By Caroline Peterson

In January, I listed some of my goals for 2015. Since I’m a glutton for punishment, one of those goals included giving up TV for a month. I know what you’re thinking.

You’re totally going to miss the 3rd season of House of Cards.

I know, I know.

I’m currently trying to remedy that situation by binge watching as many episodes as I can.

I also didn’t choose a great month because of NCAA March Madness and considering I’m an alumni of Michigan State University, this could be especially tough. That said, the Final Four and Championship are in April, so if my Spartans perform as expected, I may not miss them play.

So why am I giving up TV for one month?

In short, to bring more focus. You have to keep in mind, I spend a majority of my day writing, wracking my brain to come up with some creative copy, editing countless projects and proofing things on the fly before they go live. Sometimes the only thing my brain can handle when I get home…is mindless TV.

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Unfortunately, that mindless TV can turn into a distraction when I’m trying to be productive. The hubster jokes that I’m unable to watch a movie without doing something else. He’s totally right. I’m usually reading an article, writing on the blog or researching something on the internet.

But think of how much more productive I could be without trying to multitask while paying attention to the TV and complete whatever I’m working on. Plus, I may actually finish reading a non-travel related book this year!

So, that’s why.

I realize that some of you may be thinking that giving up TV may seem like such a first world problem. Guess what? It is. I’m totally aware of that and I’m hoping that giving up TV adds a bit more to my life than the Real Housewives does.

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Just for clarity sake, I sometimes joke that I wasn’t raised by wolves, I was raised by TV. It has very much been my refuge when things are tough or I want to escape. Sure that’s embarrassing to admit, but the reality is I’m sure some of you can identify with that.

Hey, intravenous drugs could have been my refuge. So, winning?

A few conditions:

This month is more about not actively watching TV.

  • We have a social life (shocking, I know). If we’re at a restaurant or bar, I won’t be asking them to turn off the TV.
  • The hubster likes to fall asleep to the mind numbingly awesome show, Forensic Files. If it’s on when I go to bed, I won’t be asking him to turn it off. I’ll read or set the sleep timer.
  • If I don’t finish watching House of Cards, I may have to complete it since it’s my duty as an American. Plus, Netflix isn’t TV, right?
  • If a national or international disaster occurs, I will turn on the news.
  • Funny YouTube videos don’t count. Especially squirrel videos.

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Wish me luck. Say a prayer. Send Starbucks.

Would you ever give up TV? How long do you think you could do it?

 

Filed Under: Confessions, Health, Mental Health

You seem so happy.

January 21, 2015 By Caroline Peterson

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Recently, I’ve had close friends, friends I haven’t spoken with in years, former colleagues and even acquaintances tell me that I just “seem so happy.” I’m not kidding when I say I’ve gotten emails, text messages and Facebook messages about this little blog letting me know how great it is (thank you!) and how happy I seem.

It got me thinking.

What about my life has changed that has made me so happy? Was it anything in particular? What could I narrow it down to? I was surprised at how easily I summed it up. That tends to happen when you’re the introspective-type. It truly came down to 2 things.

  1. Pushing past my comfort zone.

  2. Backing away from negative people in my life.

(Did you think I’d say having the man of my dreams by my side? While he contributes to my happiness, if you’re looking for a dude to find your happiness, you’ll always be searching for it.)

I digress. Those 2 items seem so easy, right? The reality is it’s been a culmination of years of being aware of this and consciously working towards it. It’s the product of a perfect storm of sorts in my life from years ago. I wasn’t always happy. I even look back on some of the things I said in my cloud of negativity and cringe. My spirit was broken. I was truly and utterly lost. I wrote about it here.

 

Pushing past my comfort zone

In July of 2012, we moved to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Read: The hubster started medical school and dragged me kicking and screaming. I was miserable our first few months here. I felt like I’d never adjust, I couldn’t ever fit in, I’d never stop sweating in the humidity and that I’d forever be the nice, midwestern gal begging for good customer service that is lacking in South Florida. I missed my friends and thought they had forgotten about me. I missed the comfort of being home.

The truth was Ft. Lauderdale was my new home and I needed to get used to the new comfortable. My new comfort zone.

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2.5 years later and I can’t imagine leaving this place.

Sure, the drivers here still scare me. Sure, I have to move mountains to get some projects done that depend on a customer service response.

But, I now love it here. It has forever changed me, in such a good way.

For someone that lived abroad alone, I sure carried around my security blanket of my own little apartment and circle of friends nearby. So moving 1,500 miles pushed me out of my comfort zone.

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I’m so incredibly thankful it woke me up, showed me that I needed to change.

You see, living in Michigan became incredibly predictable. I never had aspirations to move back to the city I grew up in and start a family and, for lack of a better phrase, “settle down,” like some of my friends did. These are very happy people too! It happened slowly over time, but in what felt like a blink of an eye, I was on the outside; not having babies, not being married, not looking for a mortgage.

It didn’t interest me.

I felt slowly nudged out because I couldn’t offer much in what the conversation had changed to. I realize now that friends can maintain friendships while being married and having babies. But for the ones who couldn’t—I took it personally. I wasn’t invited to playdates (where most of my girlfriends socialized) because, well, hey, I lacked a kid. I wasn’t invited to weekends away because my then boyfriend, now husband, and I didn’t have kids. And yes, I was told as much. Perhaps we’d be the odd couple out? I’m not sure. Either way, it hurt. But these were my friends, my comfort zone.

In the 6 months before we moved, I realized the writing was on the wall with some of my friendships. Of course dynamics change with marriages and babies, but I was at the point of wondering if some people would even say goodbye to us when we moved.

I needed a change and, man, moving sure puts friendships in perspective.

It was a harsh reality, especially the longer I was away and with the huge milestones I had like: landing a job I love, getting married and traveling more.

The universe pushed me out of my comfort zone to the beaches of Ft. Lauderdale and showed me just what could happen.

Authentic friendships survived. New friendships blossomed. I traveled more, even alone in Portugal. Blogging once again took a front seat in my life.

Once that ball started rolling, it hasn’t stopped. Making one change set everything in motion.

I promise if you focus on pushing through your comfort zone (even kicking and screaming) beautiful things will happen.

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Backing away from negative people in my life.

As my tune changed with pushing through my comfort zone, I became more confident. Especially in my ability to know who was a good, supportive nugget in my life…and who wasn’t. In reality, I probably thought more of some relationships than the other person did. Hey, it happens.

It was all excuses for some, one after the other as to why support wasn’t given, why it was so tough to coordinate beforehand, why a call or text wasn’t made…why they didn’t show up. The silence often spoke louder.

It was then I realized it was all negative noise.

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I had to back away from these relationships. Know and love how they once were, forgive (or try to) feeling taken advantage of and move on. This is something I still struggle with. People who constantly take advantage, whether they realize it or not, can suck the soul out of a relationship.

It was time to let go. Not in callous way, just appreciating the lessons learned; waving goodbye while smiling at the good times that were had.

I had to learn, the hard way, as anyone who is a glutton for hoping things change or the other person will finally understand, that some people are just plain toxic. Even family.

You know those people who no matter how much advice you offer, how often you try to make them feel special, how many times you go out of your way to help, they will always and forever be their own worst enemy? They aren’t worth your frustration.

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I worried so much about burning bridges that I kept a toxic person in my life at the simple cost of my confidence and often, my health. I’m here to tell you it isn’t worth it. You don’t owe anyone an explanation as to why you’re cutting him or her out if all they bring into your life is strife and a constant character assessment that leaves you wondering if you’re a good person.

You are. I promise.

You are allowed to walk away.

You are. I promise.

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You know those relationships you have in your life that pop into your head when something goes wrong? “Oh, great. I can just see so-and-so laughing at me and my misfortune right now.”

Cut the negativity out. Why surround yourself with such judgmental asshats?

I have personally experienced what it feels like to work hard for great goals, only to be reminded on a consistent basis that someone “wishes things like that happened” to them or even things I’ve accomplished being met with some snarky, cynical, gloomy reactions.

Back away. Back slowly away.

People go through bad phases, sure. Just keep in mind if your happy life is being belittled by someone, it speaks more about them than you.

In the couple years that I’ve made the conscious decision to leave the negative noise, I cannot tell you how positive the change has been. It’s honestly hard to put into words. Pushing it out opens up so much more room for productive, positive feelings. I’m genuinely happy when I see or hear good things happening to my friends.

When my husband started dating me, he fell in love with a confident, well-spoken, outgoing woman and sadly years ago he also witnessed as I withered away into negativity, surrounding myself with unreliable relationships. He is the first to point out the change or, perhaps to put it better, the leveling of the playing field with my choices.

I am so much happier because I know I am enough. Me. Caroline. As I am.

You are too. I promise.

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I try not to reflect on my travels outside of travel-specific posts, but the most important thing traveling has taught me is how little you need to be happy. If you spend any more than one mili-second dwelling in your comfort zone or negativity, it’s one mili-second too long.

(Sure, I need to take my own advice on that sometimes too. I’m not perfect.)

Just know that all it takes is one step towards pushing your limits; making one change can set everything in motion towards a world full of happiness that you without a doubt, wholeheartedly,  deserve.

You do. I promise.

Filed Under: Confessions, Mental Health, Musings, Soapbox

2014 Year in Review

December 30, 2014 By Caroline Peterson

2014 was the year I decided to take the reigns and revamp this here blog. In July, I hit “Publish” and I’m so glad I did. I want to take a brief moment and thank you for your readership and encouragement. Redesigning the blog wasn’t an easy task, but writing, well, writing is something I love and having you as an audience made the redesign that much easier.

So, thank you. From the bottom of my heart.

Let’s review what you guys read, what you guys liked, what you guys said and also some of my favorite things from this year. Sorry, it’s not like Oprah. I’m not giving you thousands of dollars worth of my favorite things. Just some kick ass writing!

2014 Year in Review

Top Posts

  1. Sport Bra Review for Big Boobs
  2. When Weight Holds You Back
  3. La Gordita
  4. You Will Always be too Much of Something for Someone
  5. Lay off me I’m Starving

It looks like you find something relatable about body image or weight struggles. Oh and boobs. You guys like boobs. It also didn’t hurt that Enell posted my blog on their Facebook page!

Funny enough, I get asked IRL (In Real Life, for all you non-geeks) about traveling much more than anything else. That doesn’t show up in the top 5, but still ranks in posts. If you want me to write more about travel, pipe up or comment and as always, share this blog with any friends.

Most Searched Terms

  1. Slutty Costumes
  2. Be soft do not let the world make you hard
  3. Costume castle eskimo costume
  4. Bear with me
  5. Caroline Made This

I know. I know what you’re thinking. What in the…? You see, there was a funny post I wrote in 2012 around Halloween about the most ridiculously slutty Halloween costumes and how absurd I found them. People still search for that shit. And people somehow still land here. Hi pervs!

Top Social Network Referrals

  1. Facebook
  2. Pinterest
  3. Twitter
  4. LinkedIn

Pinterest was a surprise. I definitely should be adding more of my “How To” tutorials that I used to post here.

Top Countries Trying to Hack My Site

  1. China
  2. Ukraine
  3. Brazil

Yes, nerd-jerks try to hack my site and put lines of code for malware. It’s not uncommon for anyone who has a site. I work hard to protect this here blog.

Favorite Comments

Great video from the TSA! I hope we don't have to start taking our ice skates off at security now though… That would really slow me down. – Kendra on Off to the Frozen, Cold Tundra

people seem to be on their worst behavior when they are in airports or airplanes…very selfish and irrational! everyone besides me of course. :) – kristin on How to Survive Holiday Travel

Love that you are just so real. I'm patiently waiting for a publisher or screenwriter to snatch you up. xoxo – Judi on You Will Always be Too Much of Something for Someone

You clearly cared enough to comment. Feel free to take your rude comments elsewhere. — care's actual friends who don't need to hide behind fake names – Jennie on Lay Off Me I'm Starving

Bitch is the new black, baby! Don't ever change. :) – Emily on The Bitch List

…I'm glad you read it and connected with me. I followed your link, found your blog and I couldn't stop reading. You are hilarious! Your hubby is one lucky man. I'll be following your adventures on Twitter and Instagram. – James on Travel Woes: Delayed Baggage & Stolen Goods

The only real danger in wearing the dress is that you might start a fire. SMOKIN' HOT, GUUURL. – Rheyn on When Weight Holds You Back

Obviously, flattery will get you everywhere with me. Thanks for all the comments this year, even those that didn’t “make the cut.”

Biggest Achievements

Running my first half-marathon

Traveling solo in Portugal for a couple days

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Adjusting to the hubster’s 3rd year of med school clinical rotations

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Writing this here blog

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Advancing in my job as a copywriter

(No pics to protect the innocent.)

Favorite Moments

Shenanigans at Disney with these weirdos

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Meeting this nugget

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4th of July festivities

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Meeting up with these gals in Spain

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When the hubster surprised me on Thanksgiving

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8.5 miles with my favorite

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Healthy Habits to Continue

Pushing the negative away

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Getting out of my comfort zone

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Being happy with me

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Letting go of unreliable friendships

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Moving towards minimalist

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Taking a different path

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2014 was a pretty killer year, wouldn’t you say? During all of it (from July to December), I was happy to share my good times and (some) bad with you here.

Thank you for reading and thank you for sharing in my love of writing. Truly, thank you.

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Here’s to another great year and more adventures in 2015!

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Filed Under: Confessions, Funny, Musings, Soapbox

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