Modest shorts CAN be cute

Ok. When you think "modest shorts" you think of the struggle of finding some that aren't tight that dig in your crotch and itch and are really hot and not great. I hate tight denim modest jeans. Ew. Ew. Ew.
Today, I am encouraging you not to lose hope. Here are some modest, but definitely CUTE and COMFORTABLE shorts.

Boom. Easy.

My side of the mountain

I love the Forest. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love sitting in the moss next to a trickling stream and listening to birds and squirrels hustle and bustle about the trees, I live looking up and watching the ancient trees, not to be a tree hugger but I feel as if trees are the most old wise plant I have ever seen
 Somedays I wish my smart mother would let me mindlessly run away to the Forest for a year like in the book "my side of the mountain" if I did I know I would be back within at least 3 days. I love the feeling of the Forest because every form of life seems to whisper to each other, the wind, the trees, the lush green moss and fern, even the smooth stones in the stream.  Oh how I wish I could spend the rest of my life with the woods...

So many of these trees have scars from wildfires, woodpeckers, children with forks, but I think it makes them look so strong...

Why ASMR is NOT weird

I love ASMR. I really do. I listen to it pretty much every night. There is an ASMR video for ever occasion. Right now, there is a lot of confusion of what ASMR is. Everyone thinks it's whispering and smacking and eating honeycomb. Haha no.
Have you ever watched a YouTuber or celeberity interview that was soothing? And made you sleepy for some reason? That's asmr! It's soothing sounds, like Whitehouse, to help you drift off. It can also be visual triggers, like lightly touching the camera lens. Stop bullying ASMR, it didn't do anything wrong y'all!!!

this is real ASMR.

this is what people think ASMR is.

I hate my braces.

Good morning! You guys might know that I have braces, I have had them for just over two years. I'm so sick of them. Luckily I'm getting them off on the 10th of this month so I can complain if I want.
I hate rubbar bands. You have to bring them everywhere, they are always looming in the back of your mind. They hurt. They give me a lisp and I can't sing painlessly.
I hate the brackets. They pop off so easily. They are very hard to brush because you have to get all around them.
I hate wires. I hate the wires because they have made it impossible for me to eat carrots, apples and other crunchy stuff. If they get bent, it stabs your cheek.
I hate my braces because they limit my ability to smile normally, to eat good foods, they always have food in them and no one tells me. They are a pain to brush and floss. I hate braces. I hate braces.
I'm excited to get them off so I don't have to chew so carefully anymore, I don't have to worry about gross food in my braces when I laugh, I don't have to constantly be thinking about my rubbar bands, brushing and flossing will be easy. Here is my transformation.

My chickens

Meet my chickens. I have 5!

This is Daisy. She is a golden sex link and she is the nicest chicken I have ever met, she is always willing to let you pick her up and hold her.

This is Olive and she is a barred rock. Shes quite jumpy and will scream if you look at her. Watch out. Once you pick her up she's quite nice though😊

This is Rosy, Rosy isn't a very nice chicken. Her feathers aren't soft and she will peck you if you try to hold her, but she lays A LOT of eggs.

This is Cinderella, I should've named her sleeping beauty just because she falls asleep really easily, Everytime I hold her she falls asleep.

This is Daphne, Daphne is my prettiest hen and I'm really confused why I only have bad pictures of her? She's a silver lace Wyandotte and she's BEAUTIFUL!

a bum shot, how embarrassing.

24 books

Hi. It's 2019. I'm shook

This year, I need to read or I will be dissatisfied with myself. My mom and dad got me like 8 horse books so I'll read those, I also have four Emily windsnap books, as well as my side of the mountain, which I have read before and I love it so I'm going to read it once more.
I promise to write more. Bye.

My job and my bruises

I recently got a new job at our local grocery store. I do enjoy it, mostly because I love people. But I don't love carts. I try to be optimistic but sometimes I don't want to have soaked hair and wet clothes, I don't want to venture out into the corners of the lot to gather abandoned carts. But most of all, I hate when my legs wack the carts.

These are all from carts, and it doesn't help that I'm very pale.

I would wish that summer would come faster so I could tan and over them up a bit, but OHHHH NOOOO!!! I don't tan. I burn.


At least I get money.