The Musings of A Wandriously Flawed Introvert

Have you all ever read The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman? If you haven't, you should and if you are single, you should read The Five Love Languages for Singles. Anyway, my primary love languages are quality time and words of affirmation. About a month ago, two very important people in my life told me "You are good people, Jess." And immediately my love bucket was filled up. Because I, like a lot of us, often times think that I am a failure at life, friendships, job, etc. And if you are anything like me, I typically only hear feedback from the parts of life I am not doing well in and very seldom hear about the things I am doing well. Even friends are quick to point out the flaws but not acknowledge the good things. So when someone dares utter "I miss you. I'm excited to see (or hang out) with you. I enjoyed spending time with you. You've had a good heart change. I'm proud of you. I appreciate you. You are a good friend. I'm glad we're frie...

I've never liked wearing lipstick. Because the minute you drink or eat something, you have to reapply. So it's just makes sense to me to not waste my money on it. But I always looked so much more put together when wearing lipstick. There had to be an alternative right? Enter Lipsense ! When Emily added me to her group, I thought there's no way a lipstick exists that actually stays on. Reluctantly, I tried it and guess what y'all?! It stays on through my breakfast, coffee, excessive water drinking and eating. I'm so in love and I feel so much more confident. In this picture, I got brave and mixed colors. It's two layers of Roseberry, one layer of Pink Champagne with glossy gloss! I look hot and felt like it too! Let's also talk about this scarf! I made it! When I was in DC a few weeks ago, I met up with Amanda and she took me to her favorite yarn shoppe, Fibre Space . Yarn for days but I found this gorgeous skein ( Yowza by Miss Babs ) and had to have it...

$3,000 is what a night out ice skating cost me. Yes you read that correctly. In high school, one of my classmates nicknamed me graceful because I always used to trip over my feet or not pick up my feet when I walked and therefore kicked stuff and fell quite often. I thought I had outgrown that nickname until one wintery evening in January 2016 when I went ice skating with some friends. The ice was not smooth and I was not familiar with wearing hockey skates. On the 6th or 7th fall that night, I threw my left hand down to catch myself and heard + felt the loudest crack. My wrist had broken. I knew it immediately when I couldn't put any pressure on it without screaming bloody murder. The picture above is what I had to wear for 5 days and I had a Carolina blue cast for another 4.5 weeks after. Thankfully, I am right handed. However, you never truly understand how much you use your non dominant hand until you suddenly can't use it anymore. Those 5.5 weeks were full of ups/do...

Imagine getting off work on Friday night (after 4 weeks of work crazy) wanting nothing more than to go home and practice some self-care (for me that looks like cooking a nice meal and being introverted). You go to the grocery store and get the makings for a new recipe (and spend less than $30!!). When you get home, a roommate has been there and cooked something leaving all the dirty dishes in the sink, pans on the stove and messes on the counters. Yes, this happened to me recently. It was one of those weeks at work. I was definitely craving normalcy after 3 short work weeks due to the holidays and then an ice storm that trapped people indoors for 3 days. Friday night led to no plans except to just cook a nice meal and relax. After going to the grocery store, I walked in the kitchen and it is almost destroyed. A roommate had cooked something that used a lot of pans and dishes. Instead of cleaning up the mess, she left it there and left for her Friday night plans. Imagine my extreme ...