Do people actually ever accomplish seasonal goals? Let’s find out.
1.Actually do some of the things on my Pinterest “To-Do” Board.
I’m addicted to Pinterest and frankly, I’m an ambitious pinner. There are hundreds of recipes I will never make and canvases I will never paint and also wedding inspirations that, by the time I get married, will be long forgotten (probably). Can I at least get myself to make one damn thing out of my thousands of pins? Let’s find out.
2.Go on a bike ride.
The last bike ride I remember involved me getting scared by a bee, falling, deeply cutting my arm and ripping my favorite jeans. It also involved a creepy man offering to “invite me inside so I can get cleaned up” which resulted in me fearfully wheeling my sort of broken bike home while I bled out. I also nearly blacked out from dehydration. Good times. Hopefully I can put that behind me and find the endurance and strength to ride my bicycle around the park for more than ten minutes.
3. Wear lots of dresses.
I just bought four new dresses. When things are on sale, I can’t help myself. A $55 dress on sale for $13? How was I supposed to pass that up? The thing about dresses are they are so effortless and easy and just adorable. I better actually wear these dresses. I think I will…as long as the damned Poughkeepsie weather decides to actually go above thirty degrees.
4. Keep my straight A’s
Spring means finals are slowly creeping up. Thus far I have maintained a straight A average in my freshman year of college and I must keep up the beauty of an A and A- report card. Maybe I can even scratch off some of those minuses…then again, I’m in Psych. Probably not.
5. Get back into my gym routine.
There was a time where my friend and I went to the gym 6 days a week. We felt great and extremely fit. Then she got sick. Then I got sick. Then we recovered. Then we had spring break…We lost the routine and hopefully we can get it back in time for *dun dun dunnn* swimsuit season.
I think that’s about it for spring…I mustn’t be too ambitious. What are your goals for spring?
I can still remember the very first day I moved in to my dorm. I remember the million degree heat and rainy weather. I remember meeting my roommate and unrolling our rug. I remember hugging my parents good bye (and trying not to touch my dad’s sweaty shirt because he’d been moving furniture in the million degree room). I remember hooking my keys onto my lanyard and watching my mom make my bed.
When you buy this Gingerbread House Kit for five bucks or maybe more (if you bought it in advance or something) you tend to think you’re going to do big things.
A gingerbread mansion! A condo! A Hawaiian Gingerbread paradise with tiny gummy sharks and grand palm trees. A ski lodge! There are many possibilities for these gingerbread panels and sugary icing.
You put in a lot of time and effort, you get icing everywhere. There’s gumdrops on the floor, the roof is falling off of your gingerbread creation and there’s icing on your forehead somehow and what is there to show for it?
So, it’s pretty random to talk about prom now but I feel obligated to share this simple fact: Prom is not anything like you expect it to be. Now, this can be good or bad or just more on the side of alright. This whole post idea was sparked by my rediscovering of the folder of prom photos on my laptop.
Don’t get me wrong—prom was fun and I had a lovely time. I’d like to discuss the reality of prom. To begin, let me share this beautiful photograph of me pinning the boutonniere (it took me six tries to spell that, dang) on my prom date (also boyfriend).
Isn’t that just beautiful and romantic and perfect? Nope.