Damsel in Distress

heyheyhey, internet stalker. 

long time no see.

in case you haven't noticed, i haven't been blogging very frequently these past few months.

alas, raising a little human is more time-consuming than one might imagine.

*tired-blah-blah-exhausted-blah-blah-poor me-blah-blah*

enough with the excuses!!!

it's a new year, and that calls for a new me.

one with far fewer excuses and way more energy!!!

*care bear stare pose with stomach exposed and in the air*

but dude, let's be realistic.

i'm no longer the spring chick i used to be.

my knees hurt. my back hurts.

my heart. even that hurts.

(olive, it's all your fault.)

lost youth aside, i feel it in my post-pregnancy gut that 2013 is going to be a great year.

two UCLA buddies and i are developing and writing a children's variety show.

i've got a self-authored and illustrated children's book in the works.

a trip to reykjavik, iceland is taking place end-june.

and my baby girl is starting to blabber!

if 2013 can be even a quarter as awesome as the delectable strawberry pocky cake pictured above, i will be happy. so here's to a rad new year! *fist pump*

all photos plucked from Pinterest. if i knew who the owners and photographers of these images were, i'd post them. but i don't. grr.

Bon Appetit

Casseroles tend to look like vomit. A tad unfortunate, seeing that they're often pretty damn tasty. Here. Have a peek at my Moleskin. I spent the afternoon pouring my brains into it. (I was feeling kinda hungry.) Looking like quite the casserole, eh?

Doing It

I, like most folks, have a bucket list. (List dictating all the shit I want to do before I kick the bucket.) Mine has yet to change since college, and it remains short and feasible. It reads like so: 1) Get a puppy, 2) Have a baby, and 3) Write and illustrate a children's book. Number one and two on the list have been achieved (Beans and Olive, your Ma thanks you), but number three remains to be seen. But I'm working on it. I read "Writing Children's Books for Dummies" (desperate times call for desperate measures) and have began brainstorming the plot of my very first tale in a brand-new Moleskin. (A glimpse into my mad mind above.) You excited? I am! Self-imposed deadline? December of 2012. It's happening.