laundry, love, and possibilities.

The first jobs I ever remember wanting were a veterinarian and a writer. Now they've morphed into not knowing what I want to do, but the base of those is there. I still love animals and there's still a part of me that yearns to write.

There was once a time in my life where I thought in blog posts. In the year 2011, the blog posts on my public blog reached 141. And that was my neglected blog. I refuse to even look at the number of posts on my private blog because I often like to forget that it exists but I can tell you that I wrote out a blog post nearly every day.

Reading back through stuff, I generally make myself chuckle. 18 year old Toni thought it wise to document every little detail in her life and call it an adventure. 18 year old Toni was very guilty of what someone on 22 year old Toni's twitter feed said the other day. "Kids these days like to go to taco bell at 11 at night and call it an adventure". Those were my adventures. Now my life is much more boring. 22 year old Toni gets heartburn from taco bell and goes to bed at 10 pm most nights.

22 year old Toni and 18 year old Toni don't have a lot in common.

I still have a job, it's just a much more grown up job. Rather than spending my days taking peoples orders for food on a headset, I take people's orders for moving their money around on a headset... Not that different, I guess. But I get holidays and weekends off.

I have a husband. I don't think that 18 year old Toni would have even fathomed that 22 year old Toni would have been married for over a year and a half. That was a someday thing, not a "near future" thing. Especially since 18 year old Toni hadn't even officially met her husband yet. (I say officially because there are several situations where we could have met, but don't necessarily remember meeting.)

I have not one, but two dogs. Big dogs. I was a small dog person and my husband was a big dog person. He won and now we have two big wiggle bums. You'll be hearing more about them, I promise.

I cook dinner more than dessert. As the former queen of cake pops, I can tell you that after making thousands of cake pops for my wedding, I haven't made a single one since. Not one. I think I should change that.


I'm hoping to use this blog as an inspiration. The adventures I go on now are a bit different than they were when I was younger, but they're beautiful just the same. There's a lot more laundry involved in being an adult, but that doesn't mean that beautiful adventures don't hide themselves between the loads. I'm telling a different story now, so I'm starting on a blank page. That's what's nice about a new notebook or blog or house. It's a blank page.. A new beginning, if you will. And that's the great thing about blank pages and new beginnings. They're full of possibilities.