I try

really, really hard every single day to be positive. It is natural for me to be pessimistic and cynical. I try with everything inside of me to forget my past and look towards the future. Everything has happened, or not happened, for a reason. I'm sick of holding things in and not just saying what I feel. I went to April's bridal shower today and at one point they had everyone in the room say their name, how they know her, and what they like most about her. EVERYONE had multiple great things to say about her - and no one said the same thing. It made me wonder what people would say about me in that situation. I like to think they would say I'm genuine, caring, kind, loving, generous, attentive, helpful, conscious..but I realize this may not be the case. Maybe they'd say I'm negative, hateful, sarcastic, rude, bitchy, critical, self-serving, insensitive. I'm not at all fishing for compliments, just really thinking about things. I want SO badly to change who I am..why does this have to be so hard?

With that said, have a lovely Saturday :)

The Beginning

Awhile ago, I talked about a program I was starting at Marion involving special needs & cheerleading. Well, we've started to get the ball rolling! Follow along on our journey here! I would totally love you if you did :) I promise it'll get more exciting to read as things progress.

"I don't believe that old cliché that good things come to those who wait. I think good things come to those who want something so bad they can't sit still." -Ashton Kutcher

bling by brittney

just kidding...but here's a look into my hobby. in advance, i apologize for the poor quality of the pictures. photography is not my forte, nor do i have a nice camera.

it started a few years ago, turning grandma's old pieces into new ones

it continued in high school when i took a jewelry class - cuff bracelet i formed/finished with a stone i cut/buffed/polished/etc

this is a keychain i made in the class...cut with a tiny hand saw

another piece from the class - a pin bearing my initials

awhile ago, dad & i started making watches together by combining our old scraps

my personal favorite from the watch collection

not exactly my style, but it was fun to make

i dance, do you?

My friend Amanda and her friend Molly are starting something called idance. I'm going to be apart of this - in the privacy of my own home, of course. Their blog explains it in much greater detail than I can, so check it out & join the revolution! :)