Superpowers!

January 17, 2022April 2, 2022 / Brienna / Leave a comment

I’m a fairly messy person. Everything just lands somewhere: on a table, my desk, the back of a chair, and then it stays there until there’s a good reason to move it.

I listened to The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo last year. My biggest takeaway was that you can’t be neat and tidy if you have too much stuff. Since then, I have slowly been attempting to organize and purge. Her advice is that you pull out everything for a given category and go through ALL of it, in one sitting. Or as close to one as you can manage.

Maybe I should do that? Maybe I should invest in more closet space and organization?

There are neat and tidy people who exist in the universe. I have always thought I wasn’t destined to be one of them. However, after reading The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, I am curious to find out if this is a superpower that can be learned.

Oh, and it would also be nice to be able to transport myself instantly to other locations. Or to just travel at the speed of light. 😎

Today’s #Bloganuary prompt is about superpowers.

Incorrect Assumptions

January 17, 2022April 2, 2022 / Brienna / Leave a comment

What do people incorrectly assume about me?

When I was in college and lived in Maryland, for some reason, people thought I was from the south. I guess they felt I had a southern accent, rather than a Californian accent? People also assumed everywhere in California was close to LA (but that’s not really an assumption about me).

It’s not as true as it used to be, but people often assume I’m a lot younger than I actually am.

January 9th’s #Bloganuary prompt is about incorrect assumptions.

Roxy, my darling, trouble-making, food-seeking, rescue pup

January 16, 2022April 2, 2022 / Brienna / 1 Comment

I’ve been volunteering with dog rescues and fostering for over 10 years now. It probably comes as no surprise that I’m a foster failure and adopted one of my foster dogs. The surprising bit is that it was only ONE failure.

It all started with Pepper, a stray dog one of my co-workers found. After that, I became a regular volunteer, and it was later that year I met and adopted Roxy.

When I met Roxy in November of 2011, she was scared, skinny, and only a little cute.

Roxy had been picked up a stray. She had a broken leg, and all the toes in one paw were also broken. The rescue paid for her to have surgery to save the leg, and she had just finished her recovery (several weeks of crate rest) when she came to me.

When I got her home, Indy immediately fell in love with her. It took me about a day, and then I knew she was never leaving.

You can see here how much they loved each other, right from the start.

It’s been over 10 years now. There have been many more foster dogs, and only a few that I considered keeping. Tessa would be at the top of that very short list.

For now, I have my hands full with Roxy, Indy, and Dexter. Indy and Dexter are easy, it’s Roxy who’s the troublemaker. Even after 10 years of the good life inside, with gourmet food and treats, and more toys than any dog could ever need, she is still always on the lookout for food. She climbs the cat tree multiple times per day to try and get to Dexter’s food, and then I have to rescue her from the top of the dresser because she can’t get down.

Even though she gets into trouble, I can’t imagine not having this little fluffball around. I won’t waste space here preaching about animal rescue, other than to say, save a life and adopt don’t shop! If you want to know more about the cause or why I feel breeders are bad in general, please leave a comment or message me.

Today’s #Bloganuary prompt is to write about cause you’re passionate about.

An ideal day…

January 13, 2022April 2, 2022 / Brienna / Leave a comment

#Bloganuary prompt for today is to write about an ideal day.

I am not a morning person. Even my genetics says I’m not a morning person. “Brienna, people with your genetics wake up on average around 7:58 am on their days off.”

And even that sounds early to me for a day off! Wake up at 5? HA! Anything close to an ideal day isn’t going to start until at least 8 am. And it shall be sunny. Sunny and warm. But not too warm. I don’t like too much humidity or sweltering heat. Let’s say a nice, enjoyable 75-80 ℉

Beyond that—I’m not sure. Is this a weekend? A workday? Or should we say since it’s an ideal day, clearly it’s not a workday?

So… I’m sleeping in and waking up to an absolutely gorgeous, sunny, warm but not hot or humid day. What’s next?

On a daily basis, I like to spend time with my furry babies—Indy, Roxy, and Dexter. I also like to read, often I do some writing as well. On days with great weather, I feel strongly like being in nature, even if that’s just my hammock in my backyard.

And changing the prompt slightly from an ideal day to a perfect date, then my answer would be “That’s a tough one. I’d have to say April 25th. Because it’s not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacket.”