Archives for February 2015

February 21, 2015

My Kind’s Your Kind

Exactly one week ago, I experienced a first. I am 34 years and last Saturday I experienced my first real Valentine’s Day date. And please keep in mind that I was once in a long term relationship for almost 8 years. Yes. I’ll let that sink in for a second.

I won’t go into the details of why I had never experienced this ritual of love before, as I plan to keep this post positive, nor do I wish to focus on tbe past. I will say my last boyfriend did do something sweet on v-day but as we were long distance, we didn’t get to see each other. So yes. First true Valentine’s Day experience.

I was actually lucky enough to have the day off so I spent the day relaxing, catching up on some “chick flicks”, making an additional batch of Double Chocolate Valentine’s Day cookies and then pampering myself for the night.

Don’t they look amazing?! Yeah, they went fast too. I made a bunch for work and then also for my roommates. And of course, for C.

So C and I started talking the first week of January and we have seen each other at least once a week since then. We try and work around our schedules since mone constantly changes and he works nights. So far, it hasn’t been a problem. But then it just goes to show, when you truly care, you are BOTH willing to make sacrifices.

C picked me up at 6pm and surprised me with the most beautiful arrangement of flowers. I was totally not expecting that, didn’t even cross my mind. I mean, we’re not “officially” a couple, just taking our time as we’ve both been hurt before. But the flowers, they were stunning. And he remembered that while roses are beautiful, im not the biggest fan, unless they are Sterling Silver roses – which are rare and expensive. But daisies are my favorite. So he gave me Gerbera Daisies and since he couldn’t find the Sterling Silvers, he got me two roses as close to it as possible. It seriously almost made me cry. I ran into the house to put them away and then we were on our way.

He took me to the Manchester Grill which was having a special four course “pre fixe” dinner and I got to meet his friends – who are basically his second parents. An older couple that completely dotes on him and looks out for him and I passed the test lol. They asked when thr wedding was. We laughed and they hugged me and told me they couldn’t remember seeing C so happy. Which made me happy. They took some pictures of everything.

And I was surprised because from the angle of the camera, I thought she was just taking a quick pic of C. So you can imagine my surprise when I saw this one, which shows me clearly just staring at him. Oops! BUSTED.

After a delicious dinner filled with great food, genuine laughter and heartfelt conversation, we took a walk on the dock and stared out over the water. C wrapped me up in his arms (quite a feat since I’m 5’3 and he is a full foot taller) and kissed the top of my head. He whispered “Happy first real Valentine’s Day” in my ear and gave me a soft kiss. It was perfect. Everything eas perfect. We stayed for a quick drink with his friends and then went to his place and curled up, watching a movie before I had to go back home (I worked at 8am the next day).

I could never has asked for anything more than this. It was beyond anything I could have expected and I still can’t believe he did it for me. I texted him the next morning while I was at work to thank him for spoiling me. His reply? “I didn’t spoil you Melissa. I treated you the way you should have always been treated. Just you wait until I DO spoil you.”

He doesn’t need to. I’m quite content the way things are.

Sorry for the ultra sappy post, but hey. A girl gets to be sappy once in awhile. What did you do for Valentine’s Day (or Singles Awareness Day). Tell me all about it!

February 18, 2015


+ Reading: I just started reading “The Fever” by Megan Abbott. I always love the plot lines of her books. But I have a hard time getting into them. Yet I always keep trying. Hopefully, this one will be different.

+ Watching: I actually haven’t been watching a whole lot of things lately. Movies every so often, but more as background noise while I’m crafting or writing. I have a hard time writing in silence. Although, I did watch The Incredibles with my honorary niece :)

+ Listening: The Black Keys, Bright Eyes, Modest Mouse and Kings of Leon. I love so many bands but lately, it’s been music by these bands.

+ Contemplating: What I want to do at work and where I want to be. Should I stay with the company? And if so, what career path should I take? I enjoy baking. But I am no longer content with my job. I need a challenge.

+ Learning: I learned an important lesson – one that people have been trying to teach me for awhile. There really ARE good guys out there. And I have found one :)

+ Awaiting: Two words: JURASSIC WORLD. Two more words: STAR WARS.

+ Creating: I made my own watercolor valentines, more scrapbook envelopes for letters, devils food cookies, several canvas artworks for my walls, and writing. Next up is to make a diy cake stand.

+ Coveting: This floral skull mesh dress from Torrid. How adorable is this dress? And now that my pretty black dress is too big on me, I’m in the market for a new dress.

+ Happymaking: Seeing C, the sun finally coming out and warming up outside, giggling with the bestie’s kids and movie-watching and back scratches with the bestie. It’s nice to sit back and relax instead of always stressing.

February 4, 2015

Review: All The Rage by Courtney Summers

And how do you get a girl to stop crying? You cover her mouth.


The sheriff’s son, Kellan Turner, is not the golden boy everyone thinks he is, and Romy Grey knows that for a fact. Because no one wants to believe a girl from the wrong side of town, the truth about him has cost her everything–friends, family, and her community. Branded a liar and bullied relentlessly by a group of kids she used to hang out with, Romy’s only refuge is the diner where she works outside of town. No one knows her past there. But when a girl with ties to both Romy and Kellan goes missing after a party, and news of him assaulting another girl in a town close by gets out, Romy must decide whether she wants to fight or carry the burden of knowing more girls could get hurt if she doesn’t speak up. Nobody believed her the first time–and they certainly won’t now–but the cost of her silence might be more than she can bear.

In the interest of being honest and up front, I was one of the 50 recipients who won a copy of the ARC of All The Rage from the giveaway that St. Martin’s Press held back in November of 2014. This in no way means that I will be biased in my review. Quite frankly, I don’t need to. Courtney Summers has written yet another book that I have fallen deeply in love with, even if the subject matter is hard to handle.

Earlier, I came across a “review” on goodreads that said “stop writing teen rape books.” The fact that you can even write a review on goodreads without even having read the book annoys the crap out of me, but that’s neither here nor there. This is EXACTLY why All The Rage is necessary. This is not just “another teen rape book.” This is a gritty, hard novel that gives an unflinchingly real look into the way that rape survivors are treated and abused after their already horrific assaults. Romy is the epitome of a victim. But this does not mean that she’s pathetic. Romy is quite the opposite. Can you even for one moment imagine losing everything – your sense of self, your sense of safety and self-respect – having it stolen from you and when you speak up, you are ostracized, treated as though it were your own fault? Anyone who can go through that and survive is certainly not to be pitied, but to be admired.

Courtney Summers is known for writing about the harsh realities of teenage girls and their “politics” and All The Rage continues in that tradition. Summers shows us the ugly side of people who cannot handle truths and instead prefer to live in their own blissful ignorance, no matter what the cost. Her characters, while fiction are painstakingly real. The pain and shame Romy and other past characters (Sloane from This is Not a Test, Regina from Some Girls Are) showcase is REAL. These are characters that girls and women who have been hurt and abused can actually relate to and THAT is important. In a time where victim-blaming/victim-shaming has become common practice? THAT is why these “teen rape books” are so important.

It’s no secret that I harbor a major girl-crush on Courtney Summers, but because of my own past, I was both afraid and eager to read All The Rage. It was rough but so worth it. Her writing is superb, flawless and this is certainly her greatest work yet. Every page is filled with emotion. Romy is a heartbreakingly fragile and yet still amazingly strong young woman who refuses to give up even though that is exactly what she wants to do and you will find yourself eagerly turning the pages to see what happens next. If that is not the mark of a great writer, I don’t know what is.

Have you read All The Rage? I’d love to hear your thoughts! And if not? What other dark novels have found a place in your heart, even if they were hard to read? Leave a comment with your thoughts!