whatames Happy 11th birthday, grumpy face! You're snoring at the foot of my bed right now as I dread getting ready for work. You're still pretty spry for your age, but you do love a nap, especially in the window when it's sunny. I'm so thankful that you're still happy to see me when I come home, still begging us for pizza crust every Friday, and still going on daily adventures in your backyard. Thank you for being a constant friend. We love you, Chunk 7d

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whatames Thank God you were born 25 years ago 1w

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whatames A dog and his central heating 1mon

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whatames Tea and encouragement, courtesy of @society6, #danikatz and @bjork. 3mon

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whatames High tide 6mon

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whatames A boy and his dog, part 2 6mon

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whatames A boy and his dog, part 1 6mon

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whatames Slow-mo Eduardo 6mon

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whatames A view of the old pier at sunset yesterday 6mon

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whatames I've never been great at sharing, especially things I should take pride in. I work quietly, hardly asking for support, and definitely not asking for help. Others have already accomplished so much more; it's easy to feel inadequate. This past year has been terribly confusing, frustrating, and a constant battle with myself over what I want to do with my life and what I am even able to do, given my college degree and lack of work experience, and not knowing which field(s) I could excel in or enjoy, if any. But during the month of July, I decided to be kinder to myself, to relieve my mind of the burdensome decisions that need to be made. So I wrote a novel. Every day I sat down and wrote 600-3000 words. It might be pretty terrible; the plot probably makes little sense, and either way it'll take ages to edit. Who knows if I'll ever deem it fit to publish, but the foundation is there. I had an idea, and for once, I made something happen, all on my own. I can only hope that this commitment to following through with a plan will seep into other areas of my life, where I have felt stuck and stagnant since graduating. This past month I never once dropped the ball, never threw my hands up or threatened to quit. This is one of the few things in my life I've not given up on, and that's what makes me proudest of all.

So perhaps if you're unsure of the next step, sit down and write. Or get in the habit of setting aside a little time each day to build something from the ground up. You will surprise yourself with how much you grow with your own creation. (And many thanks to the stalwartly supportive Michael Butler, for sacrificing many minutes of Skype time to hear me ramble about the plot, and for making some excellent suggestions.)
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whatames Flew down the stairs, ran into me, rolled around at my feet, and now it's time to sleep again. 7mon

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whatames Holy (mini raspberry) cannoli 9mon

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whatames At the Falls 9mon

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