reasons today has been a bad day.

I awoke with a scowl.
I got toothpaste in my hair.
I didn't realize until I was half way to campus.
I slipped on ice.
I accidentally closed my homework without saving.
I opted to take a detour for a little pick me up after class
but they ran out of asiago bagels
and veggie cream cheese.
Basically they ran out of everything edible.
So I settled for a plain bagel with strawberry cream cheese.
I am quite convinced that a smashed strawberry on a rock
would have been more satisfying.
So I got hot chocolate, on which I burned my tongue.
I sat by myself at a dirty table.
Turns out I wasn't by myself,
it was me and half of a pulled pork sandwich I was sitting on.
On my way home I was conned into taking a "free" doughnut
which required me to take a survey.
As I was doing so,
surveyor next to me knocked over my hot chocolate.
It must have been magnetically attracted to me and my bad attitude.
I salvaged what was left and took it with me for warmth.
On my way home I slipped on snow.
I got snow in my boots.
I arrived home only to realize
I left my cell phone on that dirty lonesome table.
Sure, someone could steal it.
But they'd be better off stealing a brick from a junkyard.
And it's only 11 am.

I have let this monumental occasion fall by the wayside

but never fear:
The Brown Family's first ever family pictures
{that's right, for the first time since 1992
our family joined together
in the same place
at the same time
to document
-with help from this eye behind the lens-
this point in our Brown family lives}

A Snapple lid recently informed me that

women's hearts beat faster than men's hearts.
I knew it.
Since it beats faster
that must mean it is bigger.
Which means it needs more things to fill it.
Things such as The Bachelor
and the occasional trip to the pet store
to get my fill of four legged animals
that I dont have time for.
And I'm fairly certain it has the storage capacity
for my increased love of fast food
and the ever so often sale item from Anthropology.
I will try to make room for my new found love
of Snapple facts.

wanderlust.

What is this life I'm living
and what am I going to do with it?

I don't quite know,
but I am not limited.
I can never read all the books I want;
I can never be all the people I want to be
and live all the lives I want to live.
I can never train myself in all the skills I want.
And why do I want?
I want to live and feel all the shades, tones, and variations
of mental and physical experience possible in my life.
And I am unlimited and quick to hope.
I have so much to live for,
and yet I have just started living.
I never could have imagined my failures
and how I would build upon them
and continue on my many adventures.
All that I have gained is experience
in the form of feeling
in the form of knowledge,
it's no wonder my head is so round.
Surely it's just my brain trying to expand.
Which I am fairly positive happens in my sleep.
Because I have a tenancy to awake with a knowledgeable smile.
Perhaps it is due to my overactive REM cycle
in which Leopard print seems to overwhelm my dreams.
Or maybe it happens when I awake
to my vintage bedside lamp
with its custom hand painted shade.
(I have a tenancy to get crafty on occasion.)
Whatever the case may be
I am so very happy.
And I love living.

because i have so much to look forward to this new year.