September 11


Every year on September 11 I react differently. Some years I cry and some years I don’t. Sometimes I watch the documentaries and sometimes I avoid any talk of that terrible day altogether.

This year was a crying year. I don’t mean to be sad anymore, but I still can’t help it after all these years.

To be  honest, I forgot 9/11 was today. I got up at 4:48 a.m. to drag my butt to a spinning class at my gym. It wasn’t until I was driving home a sweaty hot mess that a radio personality mentioned it was September 11, and I just wasn’t prepared. It hit me and it hit me hard. All of the memories came flooding back, and the tears came flooding with them.

I cried on the way home, then proceeded to lay with my dog Remmy and cry some more. He was very comforting, as usual, so I thanked him for being a dog and not capable of terrible things before sending him out to pee.

Like most Americans, I remember exactly where I was that day. I remember being mad that my mom came to school to pick me and my sister up because we were locked in homeroom with our friends — totally oblivious to the terror attacks — having a great day. I remember her telling me that there had been a terrorist attack on our country and that people were crashing planes into buildings. I remember not fully understanding what was going on, but being terrified and sad and confused all at once. I remember watching over and over and over the footage of the planes crashing into the Towers, and then the gruesome footage of the Towers collapsing. I remember hearing about the Pentagon, and then the plane that crashed into the Pennsylvania field. I remember.

I was going to do a post today about our time in Chicago, and I have a fun wedding craft to share with you, too. But it seemed wrong to share these things today. Today we remember. We remember those we lost and we cling to the terrible memories of that day in hopes they inspire us to be better people in the future.

Proud to be an American today and every day.

Graphic Design, Life

Football Season


I’m getting way more into football this year than in years past — not exactly sure why or how long it will last, but it’s been fun to watch the games so far.

This will be my last football craft for a bit, but it’s pretty funny and totally true, so I had to share.

I was in Hallmark the other day buying a card and I stumbled upon this weird little bird holding a sign that read, “We interrupt this marriage to bring you football season.”

I almost scooped it off the shelf because is it SO true (We are scheduling our anniversary dinner next week around football games), but it was a really weird flamingo-like purple bird that would have looked strange sitting around our house.

So while the Steelers were losing to the Broncos, I created this masterpiece.

Too funny, right?


On a completely different note, I wanted to take a second to say that I am so proud to be an American and we will always remember those who lost their lives on September 11, 2001. I also want to say “thank you” to the men and women who protect our country each and every day, whether soldiers, policemen, firefighters, etc. Our country is a better place because of all of you and I am forever grateful for what you do. Thank you.