A New Life.

It’s been ages since I last posted. I hope you’ve been doing well. My life has gone through a huge transformation recently. My fiancé and I broke up a couple months ago. It’s been the hardest time of my life. After all of this time, I finally feel able to write again. 

A few weeks ago, I came back to the states from Canada. I am starting over in Indiana. After gaining ground here, I have no idea what I’m going to do with my life. I do know that I’d like to make my way back to Québec one day, though. I’ve never felt as much at home as I did in that winter wonderland, with its flowing rivers, forests of pine, and mountainous views. 

Or maybe I’ll go to Ireland, where someone special to me that I’ve known for over half of my life resides. While I’m there, I could do research for my books as well, maybe study at university. Either way, the future is uncertain. 

For now, I’m here, surrounded by cornfields and family and endless sky. There are views that stretch on for miles because the land is so flat. It makes me feel small. 

The past few days, I have been watching (binge-watching) Avatar: The Last Airbender from Nickelodeon. There was a quote in an episode that played today that is very relatable to my life right now. 

 “This place is a prison. I don’t want to make a life here.” -Zuko

“Life happens wherever you are. You don’t have to make it.” -Uncle Iroh 

It’s not that I dislike Indiana (after all, my family lives here) but after living in a francophone country that I absolutely adored, I feel like I’m backtracking. I know that I need to learn to love my life here because that’s all I have right now. There are so many lessons to be learned from this experience. 

I have lost hope in moments and given into despair. 

“You must never give into despair. Allow yourself to slip down that road, and you surrender to your lowest instincts. In the darkest times, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength.” -Uncle Iroh

There is so much wisdom in the words of Iroh. I’m trying to heed this message because I had lost my inner strength for a while there and it was scary. I’m slowly healing and learning more and more from what’s happening. Bear with me as I stumble through this transition. 

People keep telling me that time heals all wounds but sometimes I feel as though my clock is broken.

What about you? How do you get through a break-up? Do you have any advice for me? 

See you next time. (I’ll be sure to post something less dreary!) Until then.

xoxo Kristen


Expectations Without Communication 😐

Sorry that I took a while to post. I’ve been going through some shit. 💩 Hope you guys have been all right, though. 🤞🙏

This isn’t what we are here to talk about but I’d like to start with saying that I just realized that I never did end up going to the farmer’s market.. I moved out that day and it was busy and I’ve been scrambling ever since so my apologies for that, folks. I’ll try to hit it up before summer’s end. Then again, I’m broke so… we’ll see 😅 

What I would like to discuss today is something that’s been on my mind off and on all day… I’m not sure exactly how to pinpoint the specific theme I’m running with so I’m gonna try some shotgun effect out here and hope I hit the target. My mind is one big random mess at the moment. My thoughts are a toy that’s been wound up and is walking around in circles until it eventually slows down and comes to a stop, then needs to be wound up again. (I may overshare but at least I’m honest. 🙄😅) 

In that windup toy of my mind, I’ve been thinking about how a person can have expectations of how other people should treat them and what other people should be doing for them. If those expectations aren’t met then the person gets dissatisfied and acts out. They don’t share their needs with the other person involved, for instance, and are disappointed when they don’t get what they anticipated out of a situation. 

Well, I guess I want to stress just how important it is not to do that. Look, I have done it. Lots of us have. 

Here’s the thing, though. 

Nothing good ever comes out of a situation when we are expecting something whilst not communicating it. 

If you expect other people to treat you well but you’re not gonna be kind to them unless you get your way then they are never going to treat you well. If you go out of your way to be kind to them from the beginning, however, then they are far more likely to return the favor. You have to give to get, not the other way around. Whatever you put out in the universe, or in a relationship, reflects back at you. Of course, there are some people who will always be assholes no matter what you do but.. if it’s like that then maybe you’re not meant to be in their life and vice versa.

Kindness is a choice and change is a choice. A person has to be ready to choose to be kind and to choose to change. You can’t make those choices for them. If you’re in a relationship with someone and you are expecting them to change and work on it with them but they don’t put in any effort, then they aren’t ready to make that choice.

In another scenario, if you are mad at someone and choose to give them the silent treatment and expect them to come running to you to fix it, then you are setting yourself up for disappointment. You have to be the one to tell them how you’re feeling so that together you can try to resolve the problem. People cannot read your mind. They might not even realize that anything is wrong.

No matter the situation, this principle is important. Relationships require communication. Being up front with someone is the best route to take and honesty goes pretty damn far. 

Trying goes far too. Sometimes you get discouraged and you want to give up. Making an effort is hard sometimes but it’s better than making excuses.

We all have to make an effort to better our relationships and to improve ourselves regardless of how others treat us. If we feel like we aren’t getting treated well and nothing we do can fix it then drop the people. Find new people. If they can’t make an effort to stay in your life then they don’t belong there. 

That may be harsh but it’s the way I see it. I’ve had too many toxic relationships to think otherwise. Yet here I am, on the bumpy and winding road to self improvement. If you fall you just have to pick yourself back up again. Rinse. Repeat.

What about you? How do you feel about this topic? Do you have anything to add? I’d love to hear from you in the comment section below. (: 

Here’s hoping that I hit my target. 🎯

xoxo Kris

Worm Food 

I’ve been feeling quite speculative of late. Death has been on my mind a lot, so I feel that I need to look it in the eyes and address it. ☠️

Nothing too morbid, really. Just thoughts relating to that theme. (Don’t worry, I wanna live to be 131-years-old. 👵 Maybe older. Science is getting there. 😉)

Yesterday, I caught myself thinking that one day, at my funeral, I don’t want my loved ones walking into see my chemically-preserved body laying there before them in an open casket. I wish I hadn’t seen my grandmother like that and I don’t want my daughter or grandchildren to see me like that. Don’t get me wrong, her service was lovely. There were even mentions of angels being present to witness it.

Though I have never before thought much on how I want my funeral to go, I would want my organs donated and my body cremated. At the ceremony, I would rest before everyone in a simple yet elegant urn with the symbol of a triquetra engraved on it, my healing crystals encompassing it like a moat would a castle.

On the same table there could be simple oil lamps and/or candles lit, flower petals laid out , and pictures of my loved ones with me. 👫👨‍👩‍👧 People could place flowers on the table to pay their respects. 💐

The service wouldn’t be in a funeral parlor. Rather, the place would be somewhere brimming with positive energy. Everyone would get their closure and toast to my memory with my favorite alcohol: mead, or hydromel.

There could be a gathering around a fire. Everyone could write the words they had meant to say to me when I was alive and toss the paper into the fire for closure. 🔥They could do this while speaking well of me to comfort my will-be husband Guillaume (if he surpasses me), our potential future child, and my daughter Kaylee, who’s sleeping next to me now. She is too young to comprehend the full life ahead of her. Her head is probably occupied with the sparkly horse that she dreams of often. 🎠🎆💖✴️

My ashes would be kept through the grieving process by either my child(ren) or my husband and then spread somewhere beautiful when they are ready to let me go and move on with their lives. Perhaps France or Ireland or somewhere we had planned to visit but never went. Or somewhere we had made unforgettable memories together.

The thought of death–that one day this body will feed the worms–used to scare the hell out of me. It still does sometimes. That’s normal, though. Death is unknown to those who haven’t experienced it, and it’s usually a permanent experience. At least to our memory.
I have more to live for at this point in my life than I ever have before. Every moment with my daughter is cherished just as my hopes are that we will soon be reunited with my beloved. Every moment that we have on this earth is precious.

My biggest fear is either losing memories of my family and loved ones, or dying before I have the chance to spend a full life with them. I think that’s why this subject has been haunting me lately. (Also, I’ve been thinking a lot about ties that need to be mended.) Personally, I don’t think we should avoid thinking about these subjects just because they are uncomfortable. This is the reality of life.

These fears must be learned to cope with. It’s all part of the human experience.

What about you? Do you have anything to add? How does this post make you feel? Does it invoke any thoughts?

Yes, I am aware that this is a touchy subject. With that in mind, please write your comments with a respect of others’ beliefs and opinions. Try to go through life remembering that others having a different opinion than your own does you no harm. That will carry us far as a people.

Go hug someone you love. Namaste, you guys. 😘

xoxo Kristen

Falling off the Wagon

I am going to let you in on a little secret. This post took me forever to write. 

That’s not because it’s particularly long or anything. Instead, I simply set a new schedule for myself and had a very hard time sticking with it today. I somehow managed to stop multiple times throughout the day to string words along to lengthen it. Each time I did that I felt differently about the direction I wanted to go… So I ended up cutting quite a bit of it.

This is a hard subject for me. I don’t want to give half-assed advice, especially when so many people struggle with this. There’s a reason I chose this particular subject for today. I’m in it. I’m in the mindset to write about it because it’s affecting me hardcore today.
Due to personal issues, I totally messed my calendar up in all sorts of ways today. I didn’t do the laundry like I was supposed to, I didn’t work on my book, I didn’t go on a walk, etc. My day was turned upside down. 

My initial reaction was to get upset with myself and shut down. Instead of catching up, I wanted to just go to sleep and forget about my schedule. Fighting that urge was difficult but I managed to do it. Instead of falling asleep, I meditated to switch gears. Then I continued with my schedule. At that point, I had missed out on the morning routine but I carried on. 
Then, I went to work and was super unmotivated the entire day. I watched the kids and the hours ticked by. When it was finally time to leave, I had the biggest lapse in my diet yet. I went to Cook Out and ordered an original style chargrilled chicken breast sandwich tray with a side of onion rings and hush puppies, a huge sweet tea, and a cheerwine float. 

I took the food to the apartment and ate it while watching The Vampire Diaries, which I then continued for three hours, ignoring everything on my schedule. 

I did manage to get quite a bit of productive packing done after that, as tomorrow is going to entail moving the majority of my stuff out of the apartment and helping my roommate as well. Still, the dishes remain in the sink to be taken care of tomorrow. Everything important I have left to do has been pushed to tomorrow. But actions have consequences. C’est la vie.

On the bright side (because there’s always a bright side, else I like to think so), I remembered something important earlier that made me feel better about today. It’s kind of funny how as life passes you by, there are these core memories that stick with you throughout your life. You can receive advice that shapes your life as you grow and learn. One of these particular moments happened when I was playing music on my mallets. 

One time at band camp, Mr. Ambrose, my band director, piped in with words meant for the whole band. They resonated with me. “If you mess up, pick back up on another note but whatever you do, don’t stop playing.” They aren’t much but they mean a lot to me and they can apply to more than just music.

Messing up can mean a lot of things. For me, today, it was ignoring my responsibilities…Napping (or watching Netflix or playing games or any other mundane distraction) to forget what you’re supposed to do may make you feel better for a moment but you will feel so much worse if you don’t get the important things taken care of.

Don’t get me wrong, though. While oversleeping isn’t a viable solution, sometimes you just gotta take a “me” day. Or even just an afternoon. Just don’t repeat this daily because that turns into never getting anything done. 

I guess I count today as one of those days, since I didn’t get much done. I inched closer to the infamous bombing of Season 8 of my show (please no spoilers!). While I pretty much see today as I huge failure, I still feel like I’ve learned from it. That’s the whole point, isn’t it?

Sometimes you mess up. You have unproductive days. You miss out on opportunities because you were late. You miss deadlines. Don’t be so hard on yourself. It’s going to be okay. 

Accepting that you are human and you are allowed to make mistakes is a good step towards avoiding the shame spiral. Tomorrow I will wake up and I will try again, starting fresh on a new day. I will pick back up on the another note and I encourage you to do the same.

What about you? Do you have a hard time staying on track? Do you have any tips relating to this article? I’d love to hear from you in the comments. 

If you need any clarification on this article (it’s been a weird day ^-^’), feel free to post your questions in the comments and I’ll be happy to answer them.

Before I say goodbye, I just have a few words for you. 

Don’t give up, no matter what. You can do this. I believe in you.

xoxo Kris

Live for Today

What is today?

Today is pouring a half-full cup of coffee down the drain in order to go help out a friend who needed a lift.

Today is wishing I could get stuck at a red light so I could watch a weasel playing in the grass.

Today is peach juice dripping down my daughter’s chin.

Today is vegetables sizzling in the frying pan. 

Today is eating lunch with my daughter.

Today is laying whiny children down for a nap. It’s receiving bad news. Its holding my breath for a certain day looming ahead in the near future. It’s cheating on my diet. 

Today is watching twilight through the window of my temporary apartment.

Today is my listening to my daughter whine and moan as I brush the tangles from her hair and it’s her laughter as I read her a bed time story. It’s both spatting with and receiving love and support from my fiancé, Guillaume. It’s taking bits of my day, all day to write my post and it’s finishing the day by writing by candlelight.

It’s the good and the bad. The joy and the sorrow. It’s letting yourself feel all of the emotions pouring in, processing them, and dealing with them in a healthy manner. Letting go of any trauma or negativity after coming to terms with it. Holding onto toxicity is draining and can manifest itself as physical pain in the body. Headaches, tension, fatigue. 

We have to remember to take the time out of busy lives. Pause. Identify our emotions and the source behind them. Acknowledge them and wave the negativity goodbye as it passes along on its way out of our lives. Embrace the warmth of the happy memories. Grow from each experience.

It is so easy to get caught up in the whirlwind of life without pausing to enjoy the present moment. If you let days pass you by, soon your entire life will have passed you by. While it’s important to have goals for the future, you can’t live in it. Nor can you live in the past.

What is today to you? How do you enjoy today? Do you struggle with letting go of the negativity in your life? Do you have any tips to help others with letting it go? I’d love to hear from you in the comments.

See you next time! 

xoxo Kris

Bite-sized Goals for People Who Procrastinate

Hello, again. How is everyone doing? 😊

So, for this entry, I decided to talk about goals. It’s interesting that I picked this particular subject to write about today because a certain toddler has made it very difficult for me to achieve my goals for the day. And it’s not even lunchtime yet! 

I just tried to meditate and she picked that moment to burst out of the room and would not leave me alone. I even put on fairytales in French to distract her for a bit. Even now, I’ve been trying to write for fifteen minutes and this is as far as I’ve gotten because she’s asked me for juice, picked up my tin whistle and started playing it loudly (effectively distracting me), had technical difficulties with the TV, and sat next to me playing the ask-mommy-a-million-questions game.

Accomplishing your daily goals is hard enough as it is. Add a child to the mix and it becomes increasingly more difficult. As a parent, you tend to nap while they nap so that means you take care of everything after they fall asleep or you try to get it done while they’re awake. 

That is not what I came here to discuss today but that’s what it’s turned into. 🤣 Let me get try to get back on track. Lest a toddler starts acting up again. 

Goals is the mission here today. For instance, I’ve scheduled thirty minutes each day to write a blog post (though after this fiasco, forty-five minute blocks might work out better). I’ve set aside time to do something that I love and get it accomplished. I scheduled it on my calendar and set a reminder. This is the first post. (Sound familiar? This is an extension of this post.)

If you’re like me, you tell yourself, “Oh, I’m going to do that tomorrow,” then you choose not to mark it in your calendar. You just assume you’re going to find the time to do it at some point in your day. That’s just setting yourself up for failure. However, if you can get something accomplished without doing that, good for you. I’m jealous of your mad skills but this post is not for you. 😅

This is for the people that procrastinate and push important tasks to the back of their minds and, as a result, never get anything accomplished or get it done last minute while stressing out to the extreme. 

This can be applied to anything in life. You can find time for every aspect of your day on your calendar so that you are certain that you have the time for it. That way, your goals don’t get lost after telling yourself that you’ll do them at some point during the day, then instead end up binge-watching Netflix for seven hours straight and hating yourself for not getting anything done. 

The next step is actually doing it. Don’t click “later” on the task. Do it. If you keep postponing then you will never actually get anything done.

This relates to my life on so many levels. I’ve been writing a fantasy trilogy for a nearly a decade now. I’ve gotten more accomplished consecutively this year than I have since every other year since 2008. That’s because of this next hint and the reason for the title: bite-sized goals.

I write two pages a day. That is it. For years, I have been expecting too much out of myself. I kept thinking about how I needed to just get it done, year after year of writing. I should have been farther. The task of finishing my books was so daunting that I’d push it away and make less and less progress. The most important aspect of this that I have discovered it to just do it. Do it slowly if you have to. I write two pages a day. That sounds like nothing yet I’ve made so much progress. The bigger picture was overwhelming so I decided to break it down and get it done one step at a time.

In Aesop’s fables, the tortoise beat the hare in the race by making steady progress when the all the rabbit could think about was how much faster he was than the tortoise. He ended up losing because he thought he was hot stuff and could just hurry his way through the race course. You don’t need to rush through your goals, whatever they may be. If you make steady progress, then at least you are making progress. Eventually, you will reach the finish line.

If I can take the time to write with a three-year-old old pestering me the whole time, then you can surely do it! 😂 Whatever it is that you’re trying to accomplish can be broken down into parts. Do a little bit each day and don’t give up. The finished product will be worth it. I believe in you.

And you? What do you think? Do you have any methods, any tips, for completing tasks? I’d love to hear from you in the comments.

xoxo Kristen

Finding Balance Between The World and Social Media 

Hey, guys! 🙂 

Today I wanted to address an issue that has had me glued to my seat for years: social media addiction. 

That being said, I have an odd relationship with social media. While it has its benefits,  screen addiction can also negatively impact our lives.

Whether it’s scrolling through your newsfeed for hours, pinning pics to boards, snapchatting your friends, posting pics to Instagram, or getting sucked into the vortex of vines; social media consumes huge chunks of our lives.

The first time that I realized that I had a social media addiction was when I was with my ex. Instead of spending time with him, I would be on my phone for hours. It put a wedge between us and severely damaged our relationship. (Don’t worry, I’ve found someone better.)

Instead of choosing moderation–I’m typically an all or nothing sort of person–I decided to delete my Facebook account and avoid all forms of social media. I didn’t even have a phone for a really long time after that. 

As a result, I felt disconnected from the people I didn’t see on a daily basis and I lost many friends because I just didn’t talk to them anymore. I alienated people with my backwards attitude towards technology and I couldn’t relate to people when I started going to university. Everyone was using snapchat and Instagram and I had no idea what the big deal was.

I was at a disconnect with everyone in my generation. “Add me on Facebook,” I’d hear. When I informed someone that I didn’t have a Facebook, they’d look at me like I was an alien. 👽

It took me two years and sheer force of will to slowly take down the wall that I had put up against technology and the changing world. Attending college and acquiring a techie boyfriend (now fiancé) really helped. 

I began to see that social media can be a way to help you see the world. You can connect to anyone, anywhere. You can snapchat your friends when you go to new places, you can share a recipe, and you can successfully have a long-distance relationship with all of the tools available to bond with your significant other from afar. When you go to an event, hashtags are created to share your experience with others.

Now, I know there are negative aspects as well. Social skills can be underdeveloped if texting and messaging is the only human to human communication experience one has. Online dating has become the way to meet people but you can never tell who wants to date and who wants to…you know. Also, social media can take up time that you could be spending doing something more productive.

The point here is to try to find a balance. Everything in life is about balance; this is no different. Instead of pinning 100 DIY pics and then getting tired and losing inspiration, pin a few and then actually get up and make the DIY craft that you were wanting to make. Instead of spending 3 hours scrolling through your newsfeed, set a timer and don’t get lost in the void. Plan time to do the things you love.

Looking up recipes? That’s great. Make sure you make the time to cook them. Sending pics to your friends while you’re at an event? Cool. Make sure you put your phone down, though, and enjoy it through your eyes as well. 

Most importantly, don’t hide behind your phone on a date or at dinner with friends or at Grandma’s house. Socialize. Talk to people. Social anxiety is hard, I get it. I’ve been there, time and time again. However, it is so vital to our existence, to our experience on this earth to push ourselves out of our comfort zone and interact with people. Even if you are more of a listener and less of a talker, it is okay to set your phone down for a while.

Social media can be good or bad just like anything else. It’s up to you to achieve balance in your life. What do you think? How do you find balance between life and technology? Do you find yourself wasting days at the hands of your phone, tablet, or laptop? Feel free to share your opinions in the comments. 

Thanks for being here. You are appreciated.

xoxo Kristen

Meditation Blues

As I mentioned in my previous post, a couple days ago I started scheduling time for my life. One of these life goals is to make time for meditation. I’ve always loved the idea of it: sitting in the lotus position and clearing the mind of all your troubles then afterwards feeling refreshed and switching tasks with ease. Maybe even becoming a little more spiritual in the process.

There are so many benefits: increased concentration, stress reduction, and an immune system boost to name a few. This is according to an article on WebMD by Susan Kuchinskas. This is one of several posted all over the internet with many consistencies. Meditation is good for you.

However, here is the reality of newly practicing it: 1) I have had zero practice meditating, aside from the couple sound therapy seminars I attended back in 2012 and various failed attempts where I just ended up falling asleep and 2) my attention deficit is a constant pain in the patella. Also, I couldn’t help but focus on how uncomfortable my neck was since I chose not to lay down for fear of falling asleep. In conclusion, meditation is hard.

The jist of it is that I kept getting distracted thinking about various topics (I need to clean my room and apply my antibiotic eye drops because contact lenses are of the devil, and what on earth am I going to write about) instead of reaching that deep sense of inner calm that I hear about.

Of course, fifteen minute sessions multiple times a day might not be ideal for spiritual revelations or inner calm. This is just to introduce myself to the practice of meditation. I read somewhere ages ago–I’d reference it if I could remember where–that fifteen minute sessions of meditation were useful for calming yourself and recharging your batteries in between tasks.

My goal is to utilise these fifteen minute meditations to the fullest and practice clearing my mind. Hopefully, I will get better at it eventually. “Practice makes perfect” is an overused phrase for a reason. Eventually, I would like to step it up to thirty minute meditations. That’s the long term goal at the moment.

What about you? Are there any meditation techniques that have worked for you? Have you tried and given up because you experienced similar problems to mine? Have you persevered through the problems and come out on the other side winning? I want to hear about your experience with meditation. To those who have never tried it, would you be willing to try it with me?

Thank you for reading and I hope the rest of your day goes well. Next time, I’m going to be talking about social media and how we spend so much time browsing through pictures, posts, and videos that we neglect actually doing something with our lives. I hope to see you there!

xoxo Kris


Who has the time?

Hello, again! I hope all is going well for you and if it isn’t, I hope your life gets better. I hope you find a heads-up penny on the sidewalk. I hope the sun kissing your cheeks through the window pane brings you joy. I hope a friend brings a smile to your face.

As for me, don’t worry. All is well. Currently, I’m over here in my little corner of the world, listening to top hits of France 2017. (Shhh, don’t tell Québec. I’m practically cheating on her! Haha.) I haven’t made much time to listen to music lately. In fact, the activities that bring me pleasure–writing, drawing, singing, reading, cooking, yoga–have all but slipped through my fingers.

I haven’t been able to make time for all of the hobbies I enjoy. This isn’t recent. It’s been going on for a while.

I wanted to share with you something that I just discovered for myself.

So, yesterday, I decided to spend an hour and a half micromanaging every aspect of my life that I could think of and typing it into the “goals” on the Google calendar on my phone. Basically, you pick something, like meditation or chores and choose how many times a week you want that task and the duration of each and it generates times, which you can of course edit. It’s very useful for a highly disorganized person like me.

The only feature I thought it lacked was the ability to put two tasks in the same time slot. For instance, I couldn’t put something in the same slot as laundry, which takes forever. Instead, I wrote “Blog” for 15 minutes right before “Laundry” for 2 hours. Then I multitasked.

I gotta say, I had the most productive day of my life today. I know, it’s simple. It’s not a huge secret. *Gasp* Making a schedule can make you productive? I have seen this advice for ever. Hell, I’ve even tried it…in a paper agenda. The phone giving me reminders to switch tasks really helped push me to actually keep up with the goals.

It’s even pushed me to finally start a blog. I did chores, grocery shopped, meditated, wrote a couple pages of my book, stretched, cooked, and more.

(Oh, Céline Dion’s Les Yeux Au Ciel is playing! Looks like Québec is with me after all.)

I hit a couple snags but mostly stayed true to the schedule today. I learned that I needed to be flexible, like multitasking at times. Now, I just gotta keep it up.

Here’s the highlight of my day (of course, it involves food).


Now, I may have mentioned already but I am newly vegan. I’m starving by the way, just in case you were wondering.

My fiancé made me watch the What the Health documentary on Netflix. Ever since, he’s been fine; on the contrary, it messed with my head. Not gonna lie, I’ve cheated a few times just like I have with most diets I’ve been on. I am trying to adjust to this huge lifestyle change. Not only did I cut out dairy and meat, but also gluten. Ne me juge pas if I cheat sometimes. I’m trying!

I don’t know if there is a better way to do this. I spent way too much at the grocery store–nearly a hundred bucks. That is most of my measly earnings! Good thing I love food. Next week, I’m going to try out the farmer’s market. So, stay tuned for that.

As for today, I made this.


After I use the rest of this fakey cheese, I doubt I’ll buy it again. Not that it wasn’t halfway decent. I mean, it wasn’t cheese but it wasn’t inedible either. But look at the ingredients! Yuck. The stuffed pepper was delish though. I put precooked brown rice and uncooked onions in it then baked it on 375°F for 45 minutes. I would def caramelize the onions first next time.

Anyway, I’m getting sidetracked. The moral of the story is to try out a schedule. Have you tried making a schedule for yourself? What medium did you use to create it? Any tips? I would love to hear from you in the comments.

Much love.

xoxo Kris

P.S. I stumbled upon something today at Kroger that makes me wish I was home in Québec with my garden.


Commencement Ceremony

Tchin, tchin! 

That’s what people say in Québec when they clank glasses together and that’s what I would like to kick off this blog with, raising my glass to you! Now, it is the afternoon and I’m no drunk so my glass is filled halfway full with water (but let’s call it metaphorical champagne).

Why mention Québec? Glad you asked! Québec is the place that changed my life and I am going to be mentioning it plenty of times in the future. It all started the Summer of 2016 when, you guessed it: I met a guy. You’ll learn more about him later, though. This post is about you, not him.

Thank you for being here with me at the debut of this journey. I hope you will join me as I share my life with you. I will be frank. We are going to be getting really random up in here; however, there is a common theme to wrap this all up neatly with a beautiful bow: self exploration.

What do I mean by that? I’m a mother in my mid-20s (yikes, already) going to college and planning the biggest move of my life. I am discovering myself and reinventing myself. I encourage you to do this as well, no matter your age. Life is a path of self discovery. It never ceases. You should always be learning more about yourself and trying to improve yourself.

In this day and age, it is so hard to build ourselves up when there is so much tearing us down. The digital age is pulling us away from each other. Because of this, social skills are plummeting (especially in my generation and younger) and we are at a disconnect. We are disconnected from the earth, from each other, from ourselves. We live in a world full of distractions, wrought with anxiety and a cornucopia of mental illnesses. If I get into this right now, I am going to be blabbering on and on. I will work on hitting each of these points. All in good time.

So, I’m going to make this short and sweet. I will be discussing issues and musings that I think are important to share. It’s meant to be thought-provoking and inspirational. I want us to learn to debate these issues, without lashing out when someone disagrees with us or using the anonymity of the internet to hurt other people with views different than our own. Big goals, I know. Baby steps.

As a society, we should learn to share opinions in a positive way. Plant seeds of your opinion in someone else’s mind and they will think on what you have to say and it could impact their worldview. If you argue and force it down their throats, then they will reject your opinion and you will not do anything to inspire them. We can work together to achieve this and so much more.

Along with my musings, you’ll get to know me. Maybe you’ll get to know yourself better, too. That’s my goal. But I can’t reach my goal without you. So let’s raise our glasses to ourselves and this journey. Cheers!

Thanks, friend.

xoxo Kristen