Recently I had the pleasure to take my sister’s senior pictures. It is hard to believe that she is a senior in high school. It was really just yesterday that she was just born and we were sharing a room in our hometown of Fremont, Ohio. Now, she has grown to be a beautiful woman.
I understand her apprehension to becoming an adult. At 26, I still don’t want to be, as they say, grown up. I just finished the first season of Garfunkel and Oats, which I definitely recommend. The one episode has Riki, experiencing her biological clock ticking and is forced to try to freeze her eggs. While Kate is haphazardly diagnosed with “Peter Pan Syndrome” and is forced to grow up and must write a fear journal, which she later turns into a children’s book. What comes to mind is that at any age one is conflicted with what it means to be an adult.
I still color when no children are around. I love Disney movies. I was the only one to laugh at Para-Norman. I love chocolate milk. And, I don’t care. Yes I have to deal with the responsibilities of being an adult. Pay rent and utility bills. Talking to insurance companies. A job. It is just the facts of life, but I don’t want anyone to be forced to grow up. Keep your heart young.
During mine and my sister’s growing up. It was hard. It would be an understatement to say that we didn’t like one another. As sisters do, we pretty much believed the other just didn’t exist. At 18, when I moved out. I rarely if ever saw her. I didn’t at the time believe it had any affect on her well being. Following my parent’s divorce, I understood. Through a few rough situations, a move two-hours away, and some counseling. We got back to each other.
All the best!!!
Have a Better Monday!
Hello everyone! As you can see I decided to change the name. The name before wasn’t what I wanted and I didn’t feel that it embodied exactly what I wanted. The name now, “Nifty Intelligent Cool Open Lovely and Eclectic,” as you can see, is my name spelled out in adjectives that I feel describe me and what sort of messages I would like to convey.
I have also recently graduated from Tiffin University with my master’s degree and I have been putting some final touches on some of the things in my life. So, hopefully I will have more time to devote to my writing. Until then I here are some fun and interesting tidbits from around the World Wide Web…
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All the best!
I hope your weekends went well and you got some rest! Here are a few fun things that will make your Monday go a little smoother!
To try for dinner tonight!
Cauliflower Crust Pizza
2 1/2 cups cauliflower, grated (about 1/2 a large head)
1 large egg, lightly beaten
1 1/4 cups shredded part-skim mozzarella cheese
2 tablespoons grated Parmesan cheese
Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper
1/4 cup tomato sauce
1 cup grape tomatoes, sliced in half
2 cloves garlic, sliced
1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
Fresh basil leaves, optional
LINE A RIMMED BAKING SHEET WITH PARCHMENT PAPER, AND PREHEAT OVEN TO 425ºF.
GRATE THE CAULIFLOWER USING A BOX GRATER UNTIL YOU HAVE TWO CUPS OF CAULIFLOWER CRUMBLES. PLACE IN A LARGE BOWL AND MICROWAVE FOR SEVEN TO EIGHT MINUTES, OR UNTIL SOFT. REMOVE FROM THE MICROWAVE AND LET COOL.
MIX IN THE EGG, ONE CUP MOZZARELLA, PARMESAN CHEESE, AND SALT AND PEPPER. ONCE COMBINED, PAT INTO A 10-INCH ROUND ON THE PREPARED PIZZA PAN. SPRAY LIGHTLY WITH NONSTICK SPRAY AND BAKE FOR 10 TO 15 MINUTES, OR UNTIL GOLDEN.
TOP THE PIZZA WITH THE SAUCE, 1/4 CUP MOZZARELLA, GRAPE TOMATOES, GARLIC, AND RED PEPPER FLAKES. BAKE IN THE OVEN UNTIL MELTED AND BUBBLY, ANOTHER 10 MINUTES. TOP WITH BASIL BEFORE SERVING.
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Thanks for reading, have a great week!!!
I am one day away from graduating with my master’s degree from Tiffin University. It has been a long, long, long, long journey. I don’t want to say the typical graduation wishes, I just am happy to be done with this step of my life and to get moving forward with what is next.
What is next? I don’t really know, but I do have an idea of where I would love to end up. I have always done things in a not-so-usual way. Ever since I hit that certain stage of life (during middle school, a-hem puberty), I have just never felt as I belonged anywhere with anyone. Knowing me, you’ll realize that hasn’t changed now and there were certain circumstances I would love to come out with some distant day in the future that will help you other stand. But doing and finishing this degree has been a personal determination that I have had and now that it is done. I feel a little empty, although I am really excited that it is done. This empty feeling isn’t bad or negative it is a feeling that I like to keep filled so now I am in search of what to fill that with next.
I completed my bachelor’s degree to show a certain someone that I could do it and that I can amount to be something other than what they thought I would be. This degree was all for me. I did it not because someone told me it was the right thing to do, but for me to know 1.) I can do what ever I put my mind to and 2.) to put a little more power behind me.
I’m going to turn this narrative toward my sister. Me and my sister have had a long journey together as well. Saying that when we were younger that we didn’t like each other was putting it mildly. In fact, I don’t think we really knew one another existed until it was almost too late. But like any other relationship we had to work hard and now we are the best of friends. She too is graduating high school and we are going to have our graduation parties together. Cheesy I know, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. I love her and owe a lot of my happiness during this time to her. I’m glad I have her in my life and glad that we didn’t lose one another.
My mom too has pretty much given me most of my strength. I see myself as a strong person, but insecure at times. So when I was/am feeling insecure I turn to her and she just kicks me in the a$$ and tells me to “shut-up, you’re fine.” So, when I’m not around her I just hear her and, as Taylor Swift says, “Shake it Off.” (Don’t mind my Swift references. :)) But in all reality, These two individuals have been there for me when I needed them the most. Don’t think I haven’t forgot about all the other people who have helped me, believe me I love you all more than anything!!! And I don’t say that lightly.
I feel bigger things are coming and I am welcoming to anything that comes my way.
Thanks for reading and following me down the rabbit hole…<3
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