Dad.

Hello everyone.

I feel like there is something I need to share with y’all..

I’ve had a really special man in my life for quite sometime now…

He’s tall. He has dark hair. A nice smile. A great sense of humor. And he’s pretty much the most handsome guy I know.

And his name is…….(Drum roll please)……….. Travis. I even have a nickname for him.. “Dad.” I know, I know…It’s pretty original and I’m really proud of it.

Well, this awesome guy is turning 39 today. (I know he’s old.) So what else would I blog about than my main man?

He is hilarious…like…really funny. He has one of those personalities that can seem kinda quiet, but when you get to know him, he is really really crazy. He is also very caring and kind…he is definitely an introvert but he is the friendliest introvert I know. He gives like…the best hugs. That’s one of my favorite things about him. Oh and no one knows this..but if you ever give my dad a doubleshot espresso coffee…he will ride on a shopping cart all through Walmart while laughing like a kid and almost knocking over all the shampoo bottles on the hair aisle. His work ethic and determination is very inspiring and he never fails to teach me more everyday.

Well I just wanted to say thank you dad. Thank you for capturing every moment of my childhood on tape. Thank you for never killing my wild imagination and for never telling me I’m not really Snow White. Thank you for telling me bedtime stories and tucking me in every night. Thank you for teaching me songs from Vh1 and MTV instead of songs from Barney when I was a 3 year old with glasses and little bangs. Thank you for still calling me Princess before hugging me goodnight before I go to bed. Thank you for being patient with me when I drive your car. And for never failing to inspire me. For encouraging me to follow my dreams and for cheering me up when I’m having a bad day. I will always love the way you laugh…especially when it’s at something I say…it really makes me feel accomplished. Thank you for believing in me and for being the best dad ever.

I truly do love you to the moon and back..about 22 billion times…

And Happy Birthday Daddy.

peace & love

MR

Uninspired.

So I’ve had really bad writer’s block for about a week now…and if you know me well, you know that I’m a pretty over-dramatic person when I have writer’s block..(even more dramatic than usual..)

Example: Today I explained it to my mom by telling her that having writer’s block is like there is an animal of ideas and emotions trapped inside me that just cant get out… Weird, right?

Well Monday I was feeling uninspired.. in my family we don’t say we’re “bored” or “have nothing to do”, instead we say “uninspired”. Usually I can just drink a good cup of coffee or buy a new journal to get my inspiration back.. But no. This was a serious case of Uninspired-itis…(yes. that is a real thing.) So after moaning and fidgeting in the passenger seat of my mom’s car (2 symptoms of Uninspired-itis), I had an idea.

But instead of telling you what I did to cure myself.. I’m going to kindly share with you how to get your moxie and inspiration back on boring days with these 7 natural remedies for Uninspired-itis:

1. Wave at random strangers on the street. Yes, you might get some weird looks…But you might be surprised at how many people actually wave back… And who cares if they secretly think you’re insane? That’s what makes it fun.

2. Go on a “Dumb Hippie Adventure”….(that’s what my brother calls going to World Market aaaand buying things for a scrapbook from a craft store)

3. Buy something. But not something typical like clothes or shoes.. Something really dumb and useless.. Like ugly knee-high socks with bright colored cats on them… (yes…I’ve done that…and I don’t even like cats that much.)

4. Listen to old cheesy rock music. You have to sing at the top of your lungs though..otherwise it won’t work. If you don’t know any horribly written 80’s songs, I recommend Total Eclipse of the Heart by Bonnie Tyler..it’s pretty much the worst of all.

5. Try something new. Such as finger painting. Tennis. Interpretative dancing. Juggling. Yoga. Something that you’re proooobably not good at.. Because it will inspire you to stick with the thing you ARE good at.

6. Eat pizza. Because who isn’t inspired by pizza?

7. Get all dressed up for a casual occasion. If you’re going out to eat at Taco Bell…wear your best dress or suit. Because I’m sure the workers would really appreciate it and you’ll feel pretty darn shnazzy.

WARNING: Side-affects may include, but are not limited to: Laughing uncontrollably. Being laughed at. Eating too much pizza. Overflowing inspiration. And possibly nausea and/or dizziness.

Well this might not apply to anyone other than me… But if you’re ever having a boring day or a really bad case of Uninspired-itis… Just follow those simple and pointless steps. It really works.

I feel like someone on an infomercial.

Well I hope you have a very inspired week.

peace & love

MR

Moments.

Hey there.

Happy New Year.
I hope you all had a great day. And a wonderful night last night full of fireworks, sparkling grape juice and resolutions that will probably be broken..

2013 was a great year for me.

I traveled to breathtaking places. Laughed a lot. Flew on an airplane for the first time. Was really brave and cut my hair off. Tried new things. Ate some weird food…(such as shark and snails… Shark was surprisingly amazing… Snail… Was not.)

Anyway..it was fantastic. And I want 2014 to be just as fantastical… Or even more if that’s possible.

Soooo I’ve decided to share with you all a list of 10 semi-realistic things I would like to do this year….(I know you probably don’t care… But no one forced you to read this soooooo deal with it.)

1. I would like to drink a ridiculous amount of hot tea….in fancy little cups. I don’t really like hot tea… But it’s a new year and I feel like drinking hot tea will make me classier.

2. I want to write a song on the top of a roof…because danger is my middle name. (Not really…it’s Ashley… But ya know, same thing.)

3. I’d like to buy even more skirts. I already have way too many in my closet. But there is no such thing as too many skirts.

4. Pet a baby panda. Because they’re cute. And probably soft.

5. I want to take pictures with random strangers in a foreign country. Preferably strangers that don’t speak English… Because they’d probably be very confused and that would make for a great picture.

6. Paint a portrait. But take about 2 weeks to finish it then put it in the back of my closet.. Because I procrastinate and I can’t paint.

7. Go to a LOT of concerts.

8. I’d like to sing cheesy 80’s songs loudly down the street and embarrass my friends… More. Because I already do that.

9. Laugh a lot. Because I like to laugh.

10. Make someone’s day. Every day of the year.

…………

But on a more serious note… that list became a little less significant to me when I woke up this morning to find out that a good friend of mine is in the hospital after being in a bad car wreck.

It definitely changed my perspective a little.

Yes I would still like to do those stupid things I listed. But I also have a new list.

1. Make
2. Every
3. Moment
4. Count
5. And
6. Never
7. Take
8. Them
9. For
10. Granted.

So my resolution is to make the moments count this year…and every year. And remember that I never know what the next minute will hold.

Happy New Year. Thanks for reading this post. I will most likely try to make your day..like..once this year.

peace & love

MR

Christmas.

I debated on whether to post today or not (ya know since it’s Christmas and all) but I decided to go for it…(obviously)

I had an amazing day. Opened lots of perfect presents. Ate delicious food. And spent time with my favorite people.. But the best part of my day was drinking coffee with my parents and my brother this morning before we opened presents.. We sat there listening to old funny Christmas songs that we used to love when we were little. And we laughed and talked and remembered.. And I just wanted to freeze that moment forever. I didn’t want it to change.

I don’t want to grow up.

Those words ran repeatedly through my mind. I don’t want to someday not wake up in my favorite red brick house. I don’t want to lose the smell of coffee every morning. Or hugging my dad when he gets home from work. Or long car rides with my mom.. I don’t want to miss the sound of my brother singing from the shower.. Or going to my grandparents house in my pjs.

I don’t want to grow up.

I mean I’m growing up now. But I’m still in the growing up stage of wearing Christmas hats in public and leaving milk and bread out for Santa….(We didn’t have any cookies)..

Anyway.. I was sad this morning… But then I realized that instead of being sad.. I should enjoy every moment of being young. Making my parents laugh. One of them riding passenger seat in the car while I drive and the other one in the backseat probably scared for their lives.. I’ll savor every laugh. Every song we sing.. Every prayer around the dinner table. And I will always remember that Jesus Christ is so much more magical than any tinsel or light. Because that is what my family believes in. And I’m so glad we do because it is the greatest thing that anyone could ever believe in. Much better than any big hairy man in a red suit..

So today I enjoyed every moment. I laughed a lot. I sang louder.. And I may have acted even quirkier than I usually do.. Because I can.

So I hope you all cherished the moments today.. And ate way too much food.. And wore ugly Christmas sweaters.

Oh and Lovely Christmas.
(Merry is so overrated)

peace & love

MR

Sweater.

So I was walking through the mall with some guy friends last week.. And we went in Hollister. I was walking around, looking through stacks of clothes, and I saw this super nice men’s sweater. My first thought was: If I had a boyfriend that’s what I would buy him for Christmas.

It was stupid.

But the rest of the afternoon I was looking through stores dramatically thinking “If only someone loved me…” Okay… I am NEVER like that. It’s just Christmastime that turns me into a bitter old lady.

Anyway while I was walking and sighing dramatically in my mind.. I caught myself and realized how stupid of me to feel that way just because it’s cold outside. I am happy. It’s my favorite time of year and a guy wouldn’t make it any better… It would just mean stressing about a present for him.

Yes. All single girls wish they had a cute guy to look at lights and drink hot chocolate with.. But I’m only 15.. And I have PLENTY of Christmases to do cute winter stuff with a guy.. And when I do have a guy at Christmas time… He should probably pretend to be sick… Because I will be wanting to watch movies and make paper snowflakes and bake cookies and put up like 7 Christmas trees and cover everything in lights and wear matching plaid scarves and wrap presents and dance around the kitchen singing Christmas songs.

But anyway, I’ve enjoyed buying presents for my family and friends and watching Christmas movies and I’ve been very content since I realized my stupidity about my singleness..

Well to sum up all of this rambly post… If you were dating me you would’ve gotten a nice Hollister sweater. Sucks for you guys.

peace & love

MR

Masks.

Hello again.

This summer I spent a few days in New Orleans. I love staying there. I love the music, culture, food and buildings. Anyway, we went in some little shop and there was a wall covered in sparkly, colorful masks. I tried one bright, glittery one on and it was all cute and fun.. Then after a few minutes it got itchy, uncomfortable and just in the way.

We all wear masks. And not the fun Mardi Gras kind…. The kind that hides your eyes. The kind that keeps people from knowing the real you. We all wear them. It distracts from who we are and what we feel. I am always afraid to show my feelings. So just like in New Orleans…I put on a sparkly mask to hide behind.

Of course, we all act differently in public. We WANT to be liked. And there is nothing wrong with that.. But sometimes we let it go too far until we can’t even tell what’s the real us and what’s a mask. Sometimes we even try to hide others. We get so caught up in ourselves and what we do and who we’re associated with.. So we try to mask the people around us.. Hide their flaws or differences. Or just hide them entirely so that people don’t think we’re “uncool” for being friends with them. That’s how we end up hurting the people that actually care about us. Masks can make us feel pretty and mysterious. Unique. Or we wear one to fit in with everyone else. But the thing is, everyone is different. Special. Beautiful. And we don’t need to hide our unique, quirky or exciting things that make us US.

Well I’m sorry for this rant. But I think we all should remember that most of the time.. when you take off the mask then it reveals a really pretty person..and some prince or princess realizes how beautiful you are and you live happily ever after and get married and have like six kids.

The End.

peace & love

MR

Hello.

Hi. I’m Mason (just in case you didn’t know).

I’ve decided to start this blog so that I can share my passionate, meaningless, teenage opinions with the world…. Okay.. That’s not REALLY why I’m doing this. I’m a passionate writer. I’ve never really been a very good…talker. I always forget what to say or just don’t end up saying what I mean. So as a shy nine year old, discovering that I could put a pencil on paper and make sense of something was pretty exciting for me. Now as a 15 year old girl who still gets the same thrill from writing, I figured I could share some more stories and ideas of mine without a guitar in my hand. I write songs..a lot of songs. Most of them never leave my bedroom.. But over the past two years I’ve been strangely brave enough to let some of those songs be heard by ears other than just my dog’s…and putting songs out there is risky living in a town where almost everyone knows everything and can proooobably guess what or WHO you’re writing about.

When it’s cold outside, I always get lots of inspiration. Sadly, I live in Texas where it is currently 73 degrees on December 4th… But there’s just something about Christmas lights and sparkles that make me write so much more. Maybe that’s why my bedroom is covered in blue lights and paper snowflakes at the moment. Winter is just magical. I always try to do as much Christmas or winter related things as possible all squeezed into my favorite month of December. So I’ve been pretty busy these past 4 days.

In other news, I cut my bangs today.. Which I do every winter. Right after I say I’m not going to cut them… It’s like a winter tradition for me. Some people do winter baking..well, I do winter bangs.

Well I could rant on about inspiration and winter forever.. But I have lots of Christmas movies to watch.. So I’ll say goodnight for now. If you read all this, you’re my favorite person. And I’ll be writing to you again next Wednesday.

peace & love

MR