50 things that make me happy list

I was nominated to make a Makes Me Happy List the other day, so of course I’ve been obsessed with it ever since! I love making lists in general, but this was the best list ever because it really cheered me up. And once I got going I came up with even more than the 50 things. That was a pleasant surprise and I will be looking over this list anytime I start to feel down, so thank you Bonnie, for nominating me.

In random order

1. Chocolate
2. My son learning to talk
3. My twins reading to me
4. My husband’s hugs, his jokes, his eyes… ok i’ll leave it there
5. Catching up on my favorite blogs
6. Cracking open a coke in a can
7. Date night
8. Browsing magazines
9. Library visits
10. Writing with colorful pens
11. Baked Salmon
12. Eating with chopsticks
13. Thin crust pizza
14. Hunting for books at Goodwill
15. Scrounging great finds at yard sales
16. Sunsets
17. Shooting stars
18. Moscato in my fancy wine glass
19. Texts from my bestie
20. Movie night with the kids
21. Reading HP while I play HP movies in the background
22. Wearing headphones while I wash the dishes
23. Clean floors
24. Checking boxes off my list
25. Bright nail polish
26. Silly rhymes and word puns
27. Swinging on the swings
28. Wearing dresses
29. A book I haven’t read yet
30. Rereading a favorite book
31. Ballet flats
32. Hanging out with my mom
33. Surprises
34. Making collages
35. Making up stories
36. Petrichor
37. Backyard grilling
38. Sparklers
39. Learning new things
40. Snapping pretty pictures
41. Catching a sample at the grocery store
42. Smelling flowers
43. Buying myself flowers
44. Picking out a new journal
45. The smell of books
45. Snuggling in my bed
47. Listening to a rainstorm (without having to venture into it)
48. Mocha creamer in my coffee
49. Tacos and salsa
50. Summer weather

So fun! Who else wants to play? I’d love to read a list by:

Jenny from Blots and Plots
Kristan from Kristan Hoffman

planning tips for scrapbooking

5 Tips For Planning Your Scrapbook

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Hey! The kids are back in school and after a germ attack (Jumbo-sized hand sanitizer anyone?) and several three-day weekends it seems like I may finally be able to reestablish my daily writing routine. And even though things at the store are swinging into season, I am intent on finally crafting up that copy of Sailing Le Cirque.

But rather than just diving in, I have been planning out each page. I know lots of people do their writing and crafting from a pants-based mentality, but I am not one of those people. Let’s be real, I make an outline (and several drafts) to plot how I’m gonna clean the house, people!

But hyper-listing tendencies aside, planning ahead is essential when you make a large-scale collage, scrapbook, photo album or art journal. Times when I rushed ahead without a plan, I found myself with spots that were awkward to fill or a layer glued over instead of under something. If I spend a lot of time on a part of something, like say a page in this book, and it turns out I have to redo it, I tend to get discouraged about the whole thing.

But that’s not even the worst of it. I have blown the budget on some projects because of bad planning. Other times, I’ve overused materials on the first few pages, then struggled to keep the theme cohesive when I couldn’t find those stickers or that paper at the store anymore or I didn’t remember how I mixed that exact shade of blue last time.

Here are 5 super useful planning tips to improve your scrapbook planning and help you avoid making my mistakes.

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5 Tips For Planning Your Scrapbook

1. Plan most of your project ahead of time. If it’s similar to this one– like a scrapbook, a photo album, or an art journal– you can use paper clips, post it notes and sticky dots to plan out your pages. This can be fun! (Or is that just my planner personality talking?) But more importantly, it can save you headaches and discouragement later on.

2. Draw diagrams. Relax, you don’t have to be an artist to do this. A few simple sketches labeled with key words and arrows can help you remember details more easily.

3. Work in layers. For this project, elements like paint and glue will need drying time, the sketches and lettering will be drawn separately and added as cutouts, holes for stitches need to be punched ahead, and glitter needs to be applied last. So think about not only how your elements will work together, but how they will need to be spaced out, time wise.

4. Track steps as you go. Keep paint swatches, take notes as you mix or layer things and take step by step pictures! This will keep the project cohesive, especially if you have to work in chunks over several days.

5.Planning is your wallet’s friend. Planning ahead will give you a more accurate idea of how much you actually need, preventing over spending and under buying.

6. Expect the unexpected. Mistakes stress me out, so I like to plan for them. I allot extra materials and extra time for the inevitable mistakes, problems or even random additional inspirations that strike when I’m in the zone.

What tips or lessons have you learned from your creative projects? Inspire us with your suggestions in the comments!

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A List Of Many Ways To Deal With Depression

Hey, everyone. Yesterday I shared my story and I promised to be back today with this list. First I’d like to say thanks to everyone that stopped by. I was seriously considering hiding under the covers yesterday, but a simple click from you changed my whole day (Okay, my whole month).

I’m going to start with the most important one. If you get bored or think my list isn’t for you, I want to know that you at least took away the most important suggestion, the one it has taken me the longest to learn and put into practice.

  1. Give yourself permission aka Guilt is a jerk.

Give yourself permission to coddle yourself when you need it, and ditch that guilt. Depression is hard enough without feeling bad about what you need to stop feeling bad.

If this or that is what you need, then it’s what you need. Don’t let the haters get you down, especially the one in your head. In the months leading up to my thirtieth birthday, this is the main mental change I made. I’ve come to terms with how I am different. My needs are different, I accept and heed to them.

If I need to just lie down, then I will.

If I need to cry, then I will.

If a party will drain me, then I skip it.

If I need to paint my nails hot pink and bling out my headphones, then I will.

So give yourself permission to be what you need to be to make a go at being happy.

  1. Tell that witch in your head where to go.

Everyone has an inner critic, but in a depressed mind the critic often has the loudest voice. So tell yours to pipe down. Seriously, I did this for the first time when I was scrubbing the tub one day.

I was thinking about the book I am writing and that voice was all, “Eh, who are you, trying to write a book? Go back to college. No one cares what you have to say, no one wants to know what you think. Who would read this?”

And was like, “Shut up! Just shut up!”

You should have seen the look on her face! Of course this was all happening in my head while I went on scrubbing the tub, which probably proves how crazy I am, but it was a very empowering moment for me. It also makes me smile smugly now whenever I scrub tub scum.

  1. Read something funny.

If you found me just recently, then you probably found me through Jenny’s retweet. If you didn’t come by way of The Blogess, then you need to take yourself over there and join in on the hilarity that makes her readers snort drinks through their noses and the receivers of strange stares when they look like they are laughing alone in coffee shops and cubicles. You can also buy her first book here and anticipate her second book here.

Hyperbole and a half is another great, funny blog. She doesn’t really post much anymore, but the archives are enough to cheer you up for hours. She also has this book, and this one.

And I will totally depreciate myself just to hear you laugh. So you can check out this story about the time I almost destroyed my husband’s birthday. (He still doesn’t remember this day as funny, but I appreciate it. Then again, it wasn’t my birthday.)

  1. Read something lonely.

Okay, I’m probably letting my freak flag fly again, but when I feel lonely, I like reading about lonely but powerful people. Many a survivor vs. nature adventure will suffice, but Jean M Auel’s Valley of the Horses is my stand out favorite in this category. I have owned several copies of this book because the first one lost a few of its pages and the second one mysteriously disappeared. I like to read this one when I am feeling alone because Ayla is so powerfully resourceful and strong in the face of complete lonliness.

  1. Write in your journal.

There is a reason I get so hyped-up when school supply season starts. I call it spiral season! I like to bring home an entire box of college ruled spirals to last me the whole year. Add some multi-colored medium point pens and it’s a party! Just me? Okay, anyway.

I spend a lot of time writing in my journal. This is the one that helps me the most.


I carry a notebook with me everywhere and in fact, one of the criteria for buying a new purse is Can I fit a notebook in here? If you can’t carry a notebook with you everywhere, you can try the evernote app on your phone. I use evernote for different kinds of writing and it is a very useful app to have on hand.

  1. A coke in a can and a Hershey bar.


This combination is guaranteed to cure my depression hangover when I have been having a rough day. Sometimes I switch out the Hershey’s for a box of Raisinettes. And sometimes I switch out the coke for

  1. A glass of Moscato.
  2. When your kid says, “Look at the rainbow, mommy!” Look at the rainbow. Appreciate life’s little moments with the eyes of a child.


  1. Go to the grocery store during sample time.

Free food and trying something new generally cheer me right up.

10. Get yourself a good pair of headphones.

Remember how you blasted music in high school? Well, this is how I still do that without waking up the kids. And I may or may not prop my feet on the wall and hang my head upside while I do this.
(What, you thought I was lying about the bling?)

  1. Go ahead and hide under that blanket, but set an alarm to come out.

Remember how I said “If I need to lie down, then I will?” This is how I accomplish that without losing myself in a sea of sheets and sadness.

12. Act like a kid again.

Build a blanket fort, pretend you’re a princess, line up all your GI Joes then shoot them off the fence with your water gun. Whatever it is that you loved to do as a kid, incorporate it into your adult life. Having kids is a great excuse for many of these activities (bonus: serves double duty as “family bonding”). I take my kids to the park just to take over one of the only two swings. And you know, so they can have fun.


13. Help someone else.

When I worked at a non-profit and learned the realities of the malnourished poor around the world, it helped me with perspective. Not the “People eat bugs where there is nothing else!” that I pull on my kids to get them to eat their broccoli. But just you know, I’m lucky. We’re lucky.

So clean out your closet and drop it off at Goodwill or donate some stuff to a food pantry or bring some old books to the lending library. It will make you feel good and make your house cleaner.

14. Find your Mecca.

For some people, it’s church. For others, it’s the gym. And still others, the mall. For my husband, it’s the junk yard. For me, it’s the library. Nothing makes me feel more replenished than lugging home a bag full of books after spending a quiet hour at the library. It’s like they let you bring heaven home with you! So find your Mecca and make a pilgrimage every week.

  1. Make something.

It doesn’t have to be good enough to sell on etsy. It just has to be absorbing enough to distract you. Some people knit or draw or play an instrument. I suck at all of that stuff. But I do like to craft found things into collages. Like this vision board I made or this art journal I made.

I also make party decorations for my mom’s store. I get covered in glitter and burn myself with hot glue, but man, is it therapeutic.



16. Talk to someone, but not just anyone.

The year my dad died, a handful of other kids lost close family members too, so one of the guidance counselors took it upon herself to start a bereavement group. We met once a week for like six weeks or something.

This was simultaneously hard and helpful. Hard because I knew I was going to go in crying and come out bawling. Helpful because there is a strange sort of peace from having community with others who have been dealt the same losing hand of cards.

I also monopolized my assigned counselor’s time for most of my sophomore year. I am eternally grateful for her guidance.

So if you are in the deep end of depression, I really urge you to talk to a pro or join a group (which is also more cost effective). They will teach you coping methods that you can pull out of your arsenal whenever things start to feel tough.

But don’t feel like if you can’t afford to talk to a pro, then you’re screwed. Find someone (or if you can spread it out, two or three someones) that you can trust and approach them for a chat.

But keep in mind that these talks can be as draining for them as they are draining or uplifting for you, so use their time sparingly and responsibly.

What I like to do is journal out my feelings then go through what I’ve written to pick out the two or three themes that stick out or are really bothering me. That way, I approach the conversation with a clear idea of my needs instead of rambling randomly for three hours.

A word of caution here. Be wary of who you bare your soul to. There are people who do not understand or have very little patience for depression and talking to someone like that can have adverse effects on your psyche.

Whew, that was probably the longest thing I’ve ever posted! But I hope you have found this list helpful in some way. Please know that there is no cure-all, that every situation is as unique as the soul surviving it. I use all of these, some more (journaling, chocolate), some less (talking about it) and some at the same time (journaling, chocolate). Find a mix that works for you and remember that the right blend will change with life’s seasons. Adjust accordingly.

Now here is the most important part: It’s your turn.

What works or has worked for you that isn’t on my list? Please add your suggestions in the comments. Your thoughts could help someone else win their battle. You can be their sword with one little line of words. Can’t wait to hear from you. And thanks for reading.

Someone Gets You

Talking about my depression. It’s something I rarely do. I prefer not to give additional life to the overwhelming darkness that often consumes my hope, my energy, and my positive thoughts. But while I have three someones to listen to me when the death march gets too loud in my head, maybe you don’t. Or maybe you just think you don’t (which in a depressive mind is often the same thing). So I am here, opening up to you. Talking to you. Because if baring the darkest part of my soul can reach someone else, even just one someone else, then it’s worth it.

My Story

Depression became my lifelong companion in high school. I was on Spring Break, freshman year, when the phone rang at 2am. Even though it was a house phone, I swear it rang with a different tone. A tone of foreboding.

News of the worst kind. News that my teenage nightmares were made of. Even before anyone said it, it was like I already knew. My mom couldn’t bring herself to do it. My older brother- the one that hid all my baby teeth in his closet and all his spare change under my pillow, just so I could believe in the tooth fairy back in second grade- took my arm and got down to my level.

“Dad had a heart attack. He didn’t make it.”

My world turned in a way only death and loss can spin it. Like riding a rollercoaster you were only pretending to be brave enough for. But there is no getting off this ride. Because even when  you finally set your feet on the ground, your equilibrium continues to wobble.

My dad was my bestest best friend. For a girl that had a hard time making friends with people that exsisted outside of books, the deep conversations at the table with him were my life force. He loved me. Not only that, he got me.

You never know how much a person can hold a group together until they are gone. He was not a perfect man. We were not a perfect family. But when he died, those left behind became individuals, no longer a sum of all parts. Now we were just apart.

Looking back I realize that the three of us were fighting the same battle, each in our own isolated way. But as a 15 year old girl, I just saw more loss when my brother moved away and my mother tried to move on.

Me, I turned to drugs, to black eyeliner, and to more books. More and more books. And notebooks. Countless words in countless journals.

I did eventually crawl out of that dark hole. I met my best friend, my soul sister, a woman that I am so, so lucky to still have in my life. (I love you, girl!) I had a shining senior year with a letterman jacket, a high gpa, and an acceptance letter to my dream school.

But depression is an internal war fought over a series of battles, pryyhic victories that leave your mind littered with crippling negativity and self-destructive behaviors.

Even when it leaves you, its never really gone. I have fought depression again and again in my life. Post partum after I had my twins, and again after I had my son, and again, recently, about something that I am still not ready to talk about.

But though I’ve had to fight again and again, each time I’ve been stronger, and climbed out quicker than before. You can do this too. Know that every time you fight, you are stronger than last time. Know that you are a survivor and that makes you awesome. And that someone gets you.

Someone gets you. If you take nothing else, take this one statement with you. When your mind taunts you, remember someone gets you. You are not alone in feeling alone. I am here, fighting.

Tomorrow I will be back with a list of what works for me when I feel alone. I’m waiting til tomorrow because I want to take the time to write it right, for you. Because you are important to me. So I’ll see you tomorrow, but I’ll be thinking about you all day.