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City Adventure List

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Adventures to be had in the city:

Eating somewhere new

Geocaching 

Taking photos with friends 

Finding a new coffee place

Window shopping

Finding a bookstore

Drive around and just sight see

Draw with chalk on the sidewalk

Find a park to take a walk in 

Find the local library

Leave notes for strangers

Bring a sketch book! This opens up many possibilities! For example: sit in a coffee shop and sketch strangers. Or find a good park bench and sketch the architecture of buildings. 

Play chess or checkers in an unusual location.

Find an art store or gallery.

Night Time Adventures to be had

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Nighttime adventures to be had:

Stargazing (duh)

An all-nighter spent out on the town and then find a place for breakfast in the morning. 

A sleepover that takes place on the trampoline

Camp out complete with a campfire and ghost stories. 

Go kayaking at midnight. The water is so peaceful and in clear nights you can see the sky reflected in the water. 

Have a night reading session with friends. 

Pull an all-nighter writer if you and your friends write. 

Midnight picnic

Sparklers. 

Take a bluetooth speaker with you out at night and have a dance off with your friends. 

Make up stories and tell them to each other because original fairytales are pretty awesome. 

Geocaching but at night. 

Wake up before the sunrises and fix yourself some tea. Then wrap yourself up in a blanket and watch the sun rise. 

You know what? Just host a midnight tea party. 

Road trip Tips

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Road trip Adventure Tips:

You and your friends each compose a playlist for the trip, and go through all of them. A wonderful way to share your music and explore new stuff as well. 

Stop by museums along the way. 

Libraries are good underrated places to stop as well. Not only can they be beautiful and fun, but they also have super clean bathrooms usually. 

Don’t forget your camera. You have your phone but it usually dies when it’s inconvenient. 

Bring a book selection and share it with your friends. 

Get a 5-Way Multi Headphone Audio Splitter Connector for you and the squad. If you don’t know what that is, I recommend looking them up, they’re way cool. 

Find interesting out of the way places to eat. Going to a Burger King anywhere is pretty much the same experience no matter where you are. 

Or if you don’t have the extra money to spend, being your own snacks. 

Play the license plate game. 

Keep a journal of all the days you spend traveling. 

Bring lots of pillows a blankets for a comfy ride. 

Impulse Control

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I was thinking, what would my past week have looked like had I no impulse control. It’s a scary yet interesting question. 

I think I would have thrown a head of lettuce in my sister’s face. 

I would have told that girl her dolphin earrings were cute and that lady that her highlights were spot on. 

I would have said hello to that person I thought I recognized and asked that girl who was crying at the library if she was okay. 

I would have randomly turned left as I drove out of our driveway and would have skipped work. 

I would have gone to the coffee shop and just drawn with charcoal all day. 

I would have told the barista that I wanted the sweetest drink she could concoct and I would drink it in one gulp. 

I would have woken up at 3 am to take a walk outside at night.  

I would have punched a wall once and a fake friend twice. 

I would have bought myself a new dress and shoes and would have danced in front of the mirror just to watch the folds of fabric shimmer and wave. 

I would have dyed my hair how I always wanted and maybe even cut it short. 

Until now, I haven’t realized fear has stopped me from doing so many things. Some good and some bad. 

Books to read in the Woods

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Books to read in the woods by a creek or in a tree:

Poems by Robert Frost

A fairytale collection

The goose girl

The lion, the witch, and the wardrobe by cs Lewis

Caddie Woodlawn

Beowulf

The dark hills divide 

Any book by Beatrix potter really 

James Herriot collections 

An Agatha Christie mystery 

The hobbit by jrr Tolkien 

Peter Pan 

Norse Mythology 

The secret garden

Anne of green gables 

The princess bride

The adventures of Tom Sawyer 

The legend of King Arthur 

Aesop’s fables 

The cricket in time square 

The last dragon

The adventures of Sherlock Holmes 

Redwall 

Books to Read in front of a Roaring Fire while it Snows Outside:

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The nutcracker

Anastasia 

Sir gwain and the green knight 

The adventure of Christmas pudding by Agatha Christie 

A Christmas carol (duh)

The snow queen fairytale 

Genesis 

The polar express

The little match girl

Murder in the orient express

The gift of the magi

The adventure of the blue carbuncle by sir Conan Doyle

How the grinch stole Christmas (I don’t care how old you are)

The lion the witch and the wardrobe  (I don’t think there’s a list where this would ever not fit)

It’s that Time of Year…

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I came to a realization the other day. The phrase, “it’s that time of year” is suitable to proceed any sentence and make sense. 100% of the time you follow up what someone says with, “it’s that time of year”, they’ll nod in agreement and know exactly what you mean. Because apparently it’s ALWAYS that time of year. For example:

Person a: my banana went bad on the counter in just two days.
Person b: it’s that time of year.

Or

Person a: my Christmas tree shed all over my floor.
Person b: it’s that time of year.

It works all the time.

Why I Like Rain

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It’s so calming

I will always treasure The memory of sitting on the porch, the cold air nipping at my nose and a warm drink in hand. Complete peace before the chaos of the day. 

And finally I can drown in something that isn’t my stupid thoughts of how things can go wrong and how I’m going to mess stuff up.  

And the smell. Good glory,  the smell is amazing. Fresh air, newly cleansed, crisp and so utterly perfect it almost stings to inhale. The smell of starting over. The smell the growth. The smell of everything becoming more alive amidst the storm. 

And The sound is music to my ears, more comforting than a thousand lullabies. The gentle, rhythmic thrum of rain on grass or on the roof, almost as if you are hearing the heartbeat of the sky. 

And it somehow comforts me as I watch the grey come and go. The heavy clouds come and leave. And no matter how chaotic and dark the storm, the sky still manages to pull itself together and becomes a vibrant shade of blue. It may take it an afternoon or even a few days but it will return to its original hue. 

Nostalgia Is Wrong

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The good old days are not a phase in life in which things magically are perfect. It’s something you’re actively doing and creating as you live each day.  Last week could have been the good old days if you lived them to the fullest. This last weekend even. Your life can be comprised of thousands upon thousands of “good ol’ days” but not if you continue to spend your life reminiscing of a time you thought things were perfect. The Good ol Days are now. The sooner you learn that nostalgia is a dirty rotten liar who insists things were better than they actually were, the better off you’ll be.