Baseball, Bath Bombs and a Pep Talk


I can’t believe we’re halfway through September already. Technically, we have less than a week left of true summer. Hi autumn, it’s nice to meet you. Here’s my little weekend recap.

  • Friday I went to the Giants-Dodgers game in LA to watch my boys try to hold off the Dodgers from taking the NL West. They must have known I was there or something because they 100% turned it on and held onto the win. Many delicious ballpark foods were consumed.
  • Saturday I spent the day being a bum by watching TV and moseying around the apartment. One of my best friends came over to visit and watch me paint for a while and we ended up grabbing dinner and having a nice long talk about life.
  • Sunday I was even more of a bum if that’s possible. I watched 4 episodes of Breaking Bad and am now officially on Season 2. I also took a nice long walk to a juice bar to get my veggies in for the day since my diet had consisted of baked snap peas, cookie butter and hummus.

Going back to this whole life talk thing I had with my best friend, I had a sort of epiphany thrust upon me. I say “upon me” because she tough loved the shit out of me, which was probably for the best. She told me I need to stop being so scared of myself and of failing. I need to let all of my confidence issues go out the window and I need to just suck it up and stop being such a wuss.

She even went so far as to send me the Myers Briggs personality test. I’ve taken the test many times throughout high school and college and always get the same result. I am an INFP, which basically means I’m an introverted creative brained child who’s imagination runs at a very high speed at all times. But instead of voicing this imagination, the introverted part of me likes to keep it all inside. This also goes for criticism. When it comes to something that I made or I created (cough writing cough) I am very protective of it because I feel like it’s an extension of myself. So when someone gives me any criticism about it, my first instinct is to take it personally. Which is where the new “suck it up” mentality has to come into play. I need to get over it and realize it’s not a personal jab at me and my life it’s just a criticism at my writing which will constantly improve over time anyways.

So that’s going to be my new thing. Stop being a wuss, suck it up and take a moment to realize people aren’t taking a jab at me but really just trying to make me better.

Enough serious psychological analysis for the day, go ahead and look at a few of the pretty pictures from my weekend. If you’re still reading this, you deserve to look at something pretty, amiright?






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