10 Promises Every BFF Should Keep

I am a huge believer in friends. I mean, that should be a given considering most of the population has a need for relationships and friendships.  But, I am a HUGE believer in friends.  I’ve had the same best friend for going on twenty years and we talk everyday thanks to a 7 month-long group message that includes our other best friends.  Sometimes, when you feel so close to a person it’s easy to forget to tell them how much you really appreciate them.  So, being a blogger I figured, what better way to show my appreciation than to declare it on the internet.  If you are my friend, I appreciate you so much that here are my top ten promises that I will keep to you:

1. I will try to like everything you post. Sometimes this can be difficult, especially when I have to weed through my news feed filled with animal memes and a passive-aggressive Jesus who wants me to share his picture. But I will do my best. Honestly, sometimes it really annoys me that you look like you’re having the time of your life with someone other friend, but I know what it feels like to post something totally awesome and have only 3 family members like it.  We live in a world where our worth is solely based on likes and I be sure to make sure your low self-worth will not be caused by my social media negligence.

2. I will listen to you complain about your weight and then immediately go eat nachos with you. Because, our diets start tomorrow and I know I won’t get the opportunity to eat guilt-free nachos until we break our diet which will be in about a week.

3.  I will attempt to try out the latest and greatest fad diet with you.  Mostly because I want to support you but partly because I have this fear you might actually stick with the diet and end up hotter than me.

4. I’ll endure listening to you talk about your crush.  I won’t like it.  It will be annoying having to hear about how he side-hugged you in the church lobby and how you both just happen to love the same band (that millions of other people love) and how you had a dream about your husband and *gasp* he looked just like him! I will listen because I am trying to care and I know that you will return the favor when my crush side hugs me someday.

5. I’ll stalk your crush for you. Don’t worry! I won’t be  obvious and friend request him, but I will go through all his pictures (God, please let them be public) and will be sure to screen shot and send you the ones where he looks absolutely ridiculous and frankly, ugly.  You need to know what you’ll be getting yourself into.

6. I will tell you your crush is a total tool. You won’t like it. It may result in an all-out fight that includes yelling, black mascara tears, and our other friends ditching us because they feel awkward. You will thank me someday and we will laugh about it. I promise.

7.  I’ll love you through depression. I will ask you to hang out even though I know you will decline.  I will post on your wall proclaiming my love for you.  I will start watching Degrassi not because of wheelchair Drake, but because I know it’s your favorite show and I want to feel close to you.  I will force you to go out to dinner with me.  Most likely, you will be a drag the entire night but I’ll pretend to not notice.  In a way, you forced my perseverance upon yourself.  You should have known that when you forced me to get out of bed at 6pm and go to Macaroni Grill and watched me cry into their fluffy, carb-filled bread about my boyfriend breaking up with me that I would someday do the same to you.

8.  I’ll clean up after you. Okay, so I won’t promise that I will do this all the time. In fact, I can guarantee that I won’t do this every time. But I know that there are just some days when it’s early and you’re late for church so you end up leaving miscellaneous items around the house including (but not limited to) my comb that you broke, your comb that you used since you broke mine, your pajamas on the couch, random shoes in the hallway, a towel on the floor, makeup brushes on the sink and coffee grounds on the counter along with a half eaten banana. Don’t you worry, girl, I got you (this time).

9. I’ll be brutally honest with you.  I won’t sugar coat how out of control you got after you’re 12th shot of tequila.  While your other friends don’t want to embarrass you, I will be sure to tell you every skin-crawling detail of your behavior and I promise to also try to bring it up every few weeks just to make sure you stay humble because I care about your character.

10.  I will always support you. You’re going to make great decisions as well as bad (see #9), either way I will always have your back.

All joking aside, you are my lifeline and my biggest support.  I wouldn’t want to do life without you because your love is what makes me who I am.  For that, I am eternally grateful and my prayer is that I can be that kind of friend to you. Meredith Grey says it best by saying, “The people that are still with you at the end of the day – those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need.”

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LAST Fearless Friday! WHERE ARE YOU, SASHA FIERCE?!

Fearlessness isn’t the absence of fear. It’s being full of fear, full of doubt, and full of insecurities, but going for it anyways.

Seventeen weeks ago, I introduced Fearless Friday and invited you to take part in observing as I began doing things that scared me or that I have just never found the time to do. I can’t believe that it’s been just a little over four months since I embarked on this Fearless Friday journey. My first Fearless Friday was going out to eat by myself and I still remember the fear and anxiety I had leading up to it.  It seems like ages ago when my half-mexican roommate and I traveled to the hot springs or when I channeled my inner homeschooler and made a scarf. As I look back, I am honestly a little sad that this journey is coming to a close. Maybe I should consider doing a round two?

The one I was most excited about was singing at an open mic night.  Last year, there was a social gathering called “The Love Lounge” and I promise it wasn’t nearly as awkward or sleezy as it sounds.  It was a place where a lot of Bethel students would gather to socialize, take candid photos, make awkward attempts to flirt and listen to some great performances.  Last year, I desperately wanted to sing, but being that I am surrounded by outstanding musicians, I allowed fear and comparison to overcome me and so I went to every Love Lounge a little sad that I wasn’t singing.  So, as I was preparing my Fearless Friday list, I decided to face the fear and sign up for the next Love Lounge! There was only one problem. The Love Lounge was cancelled and there was no longer a place to channel my inner Beyonce.

I searched high and low all throughout the great city of Redding for an open mic night. None were to be found.  I would lay in bed at night and imagine my dreams coming to an end as tears streamed down my face while “Halo” and “Crazy in Love” played quietly in the background. Where are you, Sasha Fierce? I even pulled a “Lion King” as I looked into the sky and screamed YOU SAID YOU’D ALWAYS BE THERE FOR ME!

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Sasha Fierce was no where to be found. Finally, I pulled myself out of my bed filled with oreo crumbs and empty ice cream cartons and thought, “Well, I can’t control the lack of open mic nights, but I can control whether or not I karaoke.”  So, I gathered my closest group of friends and we went to a karaoke bar.

Allow me to sidetrack for just a moment because they specifically asked me to mention them each by name because they are starved for attention.  So, there is the half-mexican roommate, Audrey.  She makes great salsa and cooks beans in a crockpot at least once a week.  Then there’s Ted. Or Theodore. Or Teddy. Or Theo.  No one really know what to call him but he looks like Schmidt so we keep him around.  Jacob, who is  Schmidt’s younger brother,  has a questionable obsession with Emma Watson. Andre, who is originally from Singapore and has an obsession with Luke Bryan. I’ve never seen an Asian who loves Luke Bryan the way he does.  And last but not least, Rhema, who I don’t know why she is still my friend after last night.  She just had shoulder surgery and I got really excited about making a point and without thinking, hit said shoulder.  Completely on accident but the damage was done. Mostly to my pride.

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Here they are. From left to right sits Schmidt, Emma Watson’s pinterest stalker, Asian Cowboy, Me, Hurt Shoulder Rhema, and Half-Mexican Audrey.

Alright, back to karaoke.  There isn’t actually a whole lot to tell except that we ate nachos, listened to some really bad singers, and I sang one of my favorite karaoke classics “I Love Rock N’ Roll” by Britney Spears Joan Jett.  I was scared, but only because the bar was almost empty filled only with overly intoxicated middle-aged men and women and I didn’t want to be “that girl.” You know, the one who’s parents always told her she could sing because her parents are liars.  There is nothing worse than having some karaoke fun and having “that” girl come up and start taking it a little too seriously as she sings  a painfully mediocre rendition of  Adele or Martina McBride.

So, there it is.  My Fearless Friday adventure has come to a close. Thank you for joining me on this journey. What was your favorite Fearless Friday?

Here is a list of all the things that I accomplished.

1Go to dinner by myself.

2. Ask a boy to coffee. 

3. Cook a meal from Julia Child’s cookbook.

4. Go on an overnight trip by myself. 

5. Go a week without a phone.

6. Sing at an open mic night.

7. Go to a spin class by myself.

8. Go to two hot yoga classes in a day.

9. Make and follow a schedule for a week.

10. Finish a song.

11. Take a trip to the hot springs.

12. Pick a pumpkin and make homemade pumpkin pie.

13. Host a dinner party.

14. Pick a DIY craft from Pinterest and actually do it. 

15. Volunteer somewhere (like a women’s shelter or food bank) for a day. 

16. Give someone a compliment or tell them something encouraging about themselves once a day for a week

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A Letter to Justin Bieber

justin-bieber-dishes-detailsOh Justin. It seems like yesterday when reports began surfacing of a YouTube child sensation signing a major record deal with Usher. You really embodied what the “American Dream” looked like as you were rewarded for your talent.

At the age of 12, when most people are dealing with the embarrassment of braces and and the oh, so terrible acne, you were dealing with high powered record executives who held your future in your hands as they told you exactly who you were to be, act, and portray to society. You soon were standing before crowds of thousands. I can’t imagine how that would feel being so young and having to not only deal with your sudden rise to fame but also things like, oh you know, puberty and acne (yeah, I’ve seen those Pro-active commercials). But you did it.

You won our hearts. People of all ages could be found humming along to songs like “Baby” and “You Smile, I Smile.” Whether everyone liked it or not, you were a talent and force to be reckoned with.

Then, you began to grow up, like most humans do. Your music matured, your baby face slimmed out, you cut your hair, started wearing your pants a little bit lower, and your shirts began disappearing. Not only did you grow, but so did our expectations.

You see, you were the underdog that made it. Your story inspired people to dream again. Now, YouTube is filled hundreds of millions of videos with rising talent that hope to find the same favor you did. I guess, we felt like you were one of us. So, when reports and stories began surfacing about the trouble you were finding yourself in, the world was brought to attention. Can Justin handle fame? Will he be another celebrity gone wild?

I won’t go into all the different media stories because I don’t believe all of them to be true. But, I just want you to know that there are people who care about you. People who really do want the best for you. I’m so sorry that at such a young age, your childhood was taken from you. I’m sure it didn’t feel like a sacrifice in the moment because all your dreams were coming true, but it was a sacrifice nonetheless.

You were made for greatness. Just look at your story. Your mom has shared that she was once suicidal and when she became pregnant with you, she was advised time and time again to have an abortion. You see Justin, the enemy has been after your life since before you were even born. The enemy knew that something great was going to come from you. Something that could potentially change the world. Your life has been strategically placed to do something great. You’ve been given a voice. A platform. Don’t throw that away for drugs, women, and things that will eventually pass away.

My prayer for you, Justin, is that you find who you really are. I don’t believe that the person I’m seeing in the media is really you. I pray that you find your sense of identity not only in who you are, but in whose you are. To be honest, I think that you can handle fame. I don’t believe that you will be another celebrity gone wild. Not forever anyway.

You have what it takes.

You where chosen for such a time as this.

You have purpose.

All the best, Justin.

You tried to hurt me. But God will use your evil for good to save the lives of many people. Genesis 50:20

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Fearless Friday! I am an ADDICT.

Fearlessness isn’t the absence of fear. It’s being full of fear, full of doubt, and full of insecurities, but going for it anyways.

Sixteen weeks ago, I introduced Fearless Friday and invited you to take part in observing as I began doing things that scared me or that I have just never found the time to do. This next one, scared me.

I think that we can all agree that there is a cell phone epidemic currently taking place in society. People don’t even look at each other anymore because they have their face in their cell phone everywhere they go.  I will be the first to admit that I am 110% addicted to my cell phone.  I will literally panic if I cannot find my phone and images of missed emergency calls and/or texts flash through my mind.

You see, my cell phone addiction goes a lot deeper than just a burning desire to see what Beyonce is instagraming or what my sister’s friend’s cousin I once met at a wedding is doing. Since I was a little girl, I’ve had this irrational fear that something is going to happen to someone in my family.  I spent years enduring panic attacks and fighting anxiety over it.  I remember having to go out of town on school trips and I would cry to my mom the night before because I was terrified that something would happen and they wouldn’t be able to get a hold of me.   So, when I got my first cell phone at sixteen, a lot of that fear was relieved because at any moment, I was accessible.

As smart phones became more popular, so did my addiction.  I remember being the first among my friends to get a smart phone. It was a T-Mobile Sidekick and every celebrity was spotted with one. T-Mobile-Sidekick-to-be-replaced-by-HTC-myTouch-SlideI would walk into parties feeling like Paris Hilton and bragging about how I can check my email and even log onto MySpace if I wanted! I was the envy of everyone and I loved every moment of it.

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Then, iPhones made an appearance.  That changed the course of history forever because not only could I log onto my favorite social networking site, but I could become the proud owner of a virtual dog and have every question I’ve ever had like, “Are elephants really afraid of mice” or “how many boyfriends has Taylor Swift had” answered in a matter of seconds!  It’s almost as if it’s become a unrealistic to live life without a cell phone.

I first tried to go without my phone a few weeks ago.  I was doing fairly well and then, of course, my greatest fear happened.  Someone in my family was in trouble and I had to find out through a Facebook message.  I panicked, cried, turned on my phone and waited for updates as I browsed Instagram and Twitter. It was then that I decided to not attempt this one until Christmas break. That way, I would be with my family if something happened.  Christmas break came and I went two days without my phone.  My phone is also my camera.  I, once again, broke my week lost phone fast because I couldn’t bear the thought of not being able to take pictures of my niece and nephew.  I was quickly beginning to regret saying I would go a week without a phone.

Finally, the time had come.  I was down to only having two more things to do on my list. I had to face the fear and turn my phone off.  Friday night, I turned my phone off at midnight and put it in my closet.  To my surprise, it actually wasn’t quite as hard as I had expected it.  I actually slept better because I wasn’t constantly waking up to check my phone to make sure I didn’t miss any emergency phone calls.  There were moments where I realized how dependent I am on my phone. I had to actually use Mapquest and write down directions to a place I was going. I had to sit awkwardly in a coffee shop waiting for someone instead of using my phone to pass the time. It was interesting and I definitely felt like I had gone back in time to 2001. Unfortunately, I only went five days because Thursday morning, I had to contact someone who doesn’t have a Facebook. I know, I don’t even know what that means either. But collectively, I went ten days without my phone in the last month and that is quite the victory in this day in age.

Going without a phone gave me a lot to think about.  I think that a lot of us escape the awkwardness and vulnerability of actual human interaction by drowning ourselves in our phones.  Our phones create noise which alleviates the reality of the fact that we aren’t where we want to be in life. They allow us to feel “fake busy” which then allows us to validate why we haven’t been more productive.

Here are  a few videos that I really love because it exposes the truth behind why a lot of society is addicted to their phones.

Only one more thing left on my list!

1Go to dinner by myself.

2. Ask a boy to coffee. 

3. Cook a meal from Julia Child’s cookbook.

4. Go on an overnight trip by myself. 

5. Go a week without a phone.

6. Sing at an open mic night.

7. Go to a spin class by myself.

8. Go to two hot yoga classes in a day.

9. Make and follow a schedule for a week.

10. Finish a song.

11. Take a trip to the hot springs.

12. Pick a pumpkin and make homemade pumpkin pie.

13. Host a dinner party.

14. Pick a DIY craft from Pinterest and actually do it. 

15. Volunteer somewhere (like a women’s shelter or food bank) for a day. 

16. Give someone a compliment or tell them something encouraging about themselves once a day for a week.

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It's Never Too Late

I still remember the night clearly.  I had just turned 24 years old and my head was raging from a hangover.  It was around 10pm and I had spent my day in bed, only getting out to take constant trips to the bathroom because I couldn’t hold anything down.  As I laid in bed with my eyes closed, head pounding, and a Kardashian rerun playing in the background, I remember thinking, “What have I done?”

I had lost my dreams. Ambition. Passion.  I lived afraid of never being able to turn things around.  My life revolved around work and parties.  This terrible hangover became just another part of my every weekend. I wanted out, but didn’t know how.

I was on the wrong side of a terrible cliche.

At that moment, I looked over and saw a Bible that someone had given to me years before. Although I always kept it by my bed, it was left unopened.  Out of desperation, I rolled over and prayed a silent prayer asking God to become real again as I opened the Bible to a random page. The first verse I saw flew off the page as I read:

God rewrote the text of my life when I opened the book of my heart to his eyes. Psalm 18:24

I wept.

You see, it’s never too late.  When you’re in the midst of misery and confusion, your circumstances look big. Really big. A lot of times we want to see the light at the end of the tunnel and we strain and pretend and hope to see it, but we don’t.  That’s okay because God sees it.  If you notice, the verse doesn’t say that we rewrote the text of our lives.  It doesn’t even say that we helped God rewrite it. It says God rewrote it when we surrendered it over to Him.

If you’re feeling stuck, there is hope. There is a way out.  Surrender is scary, yet so beautiful.  128a952f5e3c2ba655751f12890b1d05

Fearless Friday! What Would Beyonce Do?

Fearlessness isn’t the absence of fear. It’s being full of fear, full of doubt, and full of insecurities, but going for it anyways.

Fifteen weeks ago, I introduced Fearless Friday and invited you to take part in observing as I began doing things that scared me or that I have just never found the time to do.

As most of you know, I am a student at a ministry school here in California.  I love many aspects about being a student, but my favorite benefit is the fact that, as a student, you can get out of having to do many things by just saying you’re busy and nobody questions you because all students are busy! This perk has saved me from many potentially awkward coffee dates and gives me an excuse to not respond to that creepy guy who texted me.  “Oh, sorry I got your text but I have just been sooo busy.”  **Tip:  You have to literally drag out the “so” when you say that because the longer the “so,” the busier you obviously are. It also helps to go up in tone on the last syllable of “busy” and be sure to say it with a shocked laugh at the end to give the impression that you are so busy that it’s a shock to even yourself.**  You can thank me later.

In school, they have a high value for maximizing your schedule. They like to say that they should be able to look at our schedule and be able to tell where we are headed in life. I took a mental look at my day and examined where I spend the most of my time.  I thought about the things that would stick out to them and where I really put forth a lot of my attention and energy. Then I realized…where am I headed in life? To season 4 of Parenthood.

So I waste a lot of time.  I would never like to admit that I may or may not have just finished an entire season of Grey’s Anatomy in just one sitting.  I don’t mean to brag, but I may have watched all three seasons of Pretty Little Liars in one month this past summer. Can you really blame me? How can you expect me to pursue my passions when NO ONE KNOWS WHO THAT LITTLE SNITCH “A” IS!  Do you really expect me to do homework right now when Juliette Barne’s is acting like a total beeyotch to Rayna James?! NICK FEELS LIKE JESS HAS STOLEN HIS MASCULINITY AND SCHMIDT CHEATED ON CECE!

My name is Rihanna and I am a Netflixaholic.

So, I took out my daily planner that I had been given a few months ago.  It was blank and empty kinda like my heart when Peeta and Katniss were no longer on speaking terms due to the capitol’s abuse of Peeta’s memory. I mean, how crazy was that? Anyways, back to real life.  I planned out my day. I had to think about the things that are important to me right now. School, homework, working out, writing, finding out if Ezra is A, and “quiet time” with God.  It actually wasn’t quite as difficult as I imagined it would be and I even gained a sense of self-confidence knowing that I am capable of living a productive adult life.  A friend sent me a pin the other day that read “You have the same hours in a day as Beyonce” and as crazy as this sounds, it really resonated with me.  We look at successful people and see tend to see only fun part of their job. The club appearances, autograph signings, and speaking events. We forget that behind the scenes, they lead very disciplined and planned out lives.  Beyonce probably has no idea that Ezra betrayed us all when he appeared to be working with “A.”   We all want success, yet we don’t want to work for it.

So, there is one more thing to scratch off my list. Here is what I have left!

1Go to dinner by myself.

2. Ask a boy to coffee. 

3. Cook a meal from Julia Child’s cookbook.

4. Go on an overnight trip by myself. 

5. Go a week without a phone.

6. Sing at an open mic night.

7. Go to a spin class by myself.

8. Go to two hot yoga classes in a day.

9. Make and follow a schedule for a week.

10. Finish a song.

11. Take a trip to the hot springs.

12. Pick a pumpkin and make homemade pumpkin pie.

13. Host a dinner party.

14. Pick a DIY craft from Pinterest and actually do it. 

15. Volunteer somewhere (like a women’s shelter or food bank) for a day. 

16. Give someone a compliment or tell them something encouraging about themselves once a day for a week.

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Fearless Friday! Lyrics and Music

Fearlessness isn’t the absence of fear. It’s being full of fear, full of doubt, and full of insecurities, but going for it anyways.

 Did you know that I almost became a pop star? I will explain, but first, allow me to go into my usual Fearless Friday shpeal: Fourteen weeks ago, I introduced Fearless Friday and invited you to take part in observing as I began doing things that scared me or that I have just never found the time to do.

Okay, back to the pop star part.  When I was six, I discovered my mom’s Amy Grant record collection.  Her albums included “Age to Age,” “Unguarded,” “Father’s Eyes,” and my personal favorite, “The Collection.” I became instantly obsessed and would spend hours, and I mean HOURS, in my room pretending that I was Amy Grant. I imagined I was singing onstage in front of a large crowd singing hits like “Sing Your Praise to the Lord,” and “Old Man’s Rubble” while the background vocalists were a large choir that stood behind me.  I remember going to my mom and telling her that I wanted to be a singer when I grew up.  I began vocal lessons at 8 and from there everything revolved around becoming the next Amy Grant or Jaci Velasquez.  I even got a perm in the fourth grade because if Amy had curly hair, I NEEDED to have curly hair as well.

I used to travel to Colorado every summer where a Christian music competition was held and it was the known for the discovery of big artists like Rachel Lampa, Stacci Orrico, and member of Plus One (who remembers Plus One?). In the process, I eventually ended up moving to Colorado two weeks after I graduated high school to work with a vocal coach who helped train a lot of those same artists.  One thing led to another and I found myself in LA shortly after moving, working with an agent there who wanted to make me the next  Britney Spears.

Me as Amy Grant.

Me as Amy Grant.

9 months later. Me as Britney.

9 months later. Me as Britney.

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Allow me to humble brag for a second, but I even got to travel to Atlanta for about a month where I somehow ended up recording with Manuel Seal, who is responsible for hits like Mariah’s “Always Be My Baby” and produced her album “The Emancipation of Mimi.”  I remember songwriting with him and he would butt heads a lot because I didn’t like the lyrics and felt like they were too cheesy, but since he was the big shot and I was just lucky to be there, he had the last say. I always left feeling my ideas are ridiculous and from then on I’ve been terrified to try to co-write with people because I’m afraid of embarrassing myself.

All this amazing stuff was happening for me, but here was the problem.  I was never encouraged or told that I should learn an instrument because I had people around me who just did it for me.  So now, songwriting for me is a difficult and overwhelming task because I don’t have the privileges I once had of having people who just write the music part for me.  I have journals upon journals of lyrics but they just sit there because they have no music to go with them.

Over the summer, I was babysitting my niece and she was a very upset 5 month old.  As I was trying to get her to stop crying and fall asleep, I began singing.  I wasn’t singing any song in particular but just singing what came to my heart.  Earlier that morning, I had read Psalm 27 and one verse stuck out to me in particular.  “I remain confident of this; I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.”  As I was singing, I began singing these lyrics,

“Be still my soul and know the Lord is watching over you.

Be still my heart and know that his kindness will always see you through.

 Just wait for the Lord.

You will see his goodness among the living.

Just wait, just wait for the Lord.”

I took out my iPhone and was sure to record it in case I ever forgot it.  Ever since, I have always gotten that part of the song stuck in my head and I knew that I wanted to somehow finish the song.  Over Christmas break, I got together with my brother in law and a friend and we all finished it! It still needs some work, but generally the idea for the song is set in place.

Here is the bad news. We didn’t have a lot of time to really get every thing set and make it worth your while.  My friend, Donald, even came over to help me record it just on a digital camera.  I would post it, but I am just not comfortable with the quality of it and I really want to do the song justice. So, if you are in Redding, CA and want to help me record my song, please let me know!

Here’s the lesson I learned from this.  No idea is stupid. Even if it is, it gives life to another idea that you never would have gotten from the stupid one.  When I sang the song for my brother in law, he was amazed and loved it. The experience really taught me to not doubt my ideas so much.

So, there is one more thing scratched off my list! Here is what I have left!

1Go to dinner by myself.

2. Ask a boy to coffee. 

3. Cook a meal from Julia Child’s cookbook.

4. Go on an overnight trip by myself. 

5. Go a week without a phone.

6. Sing at an open mic night.

7. Go to a spin class by myself.

8. Go to two hot yoga classes in a day.

9. Make and follow a schedule for a week.

10. Finish a song.

11. Take a trip to the hot springs.

12. Pick a pumpkin and make homemade pumpkin pie.

13. Host a dinner party.

14. Pick a DIY craft from Pinterest and actually do it. 

15. Volunteer somewhere (like a women’s shelter or food bank) for a day. 

16. Give someone a compliment or tell them something encouraging about themselves once a day for a week.

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