The Boy With the Moon Tattoo

I thought I would try my hand at this “Three Things Challenge,” created by Paula Light from Light Motifs II.

There are no restrictions on length or genre for this challenge, but we are encouraged to use at least one of the following three things:

Today’s prompt: busboy, flowerbed, Maryland

And since I am a Maryland girl, I had to give this a go!

The Boy With the Moon Tattoo

*Note, this is a piece of fiction. The places and descriptions are real, but the characters and plot are fictitious. 

cornish cafe

There is a place in far, Western Maryland that is like walking through the pages of a novel, where charming characters come to life, and the minute you step foot on the old, brick sidewalks, you take a step back in time. Each side walk is made from bricks engraved with names, dedicated to the residents of Garrett County that have come and gone. The business owners, the original founders, inventors, and every soul that made this town the charming place it is today. There is an old, romantic gazebo, that used to reside in Deer Park, and my mother’s memories are still etched in the wood. I can feel her spirit every time I set foot on that romantic gazebo. The old B&O railroad station still resides with an old steam engine sitting out front. If you capture a picture, you wouldn’t recognize it’s from modern day, and there’s something so charming about that feeling. It makes me feel closer to my loved ones who are no longer here.

Perpendicular from the railroad station sits a quaint little café that I frequently visit for London fogs, pumpkin lattes, and espressos. I have spent so many countless hours in this place, the walls hold my laughter and there is even a clarinet that hangs on the wall. If you walk through those doors, you will find me there, maybe not my body, but definitely my spirit. The dim lighting makes for the perfect date destination. Sit at the corner table, the one surrounded by a red, velvet couch, and black, leather, barrel seats, with a Gothic chandelier that hangs over head. Sit opposite your date and share an intellectual conversation over a deliciously hot cup of coffee; how could you not fall in love?

It was at this very café that I fell in love for the very first time. I was sitting, cross legged on that red, velvet couch, sipping an espresso, and reading “A Tree Grows in Brooklyn.” If it hadn’t have been for the barista dropping a coffee cup, I wouldn’t have looked up from my book, and I would have missed the pair of hazel eyes smiling at me.

I couldn’t help the blush that crept across my cheeks, turning them as pink as the zinnia’s that were planted outside in the flowerbed, as he continued to hold my gaze while he cleared the table across from me.

He was wickedly handsome, not the typical type of redneck guy seen around Garrett County, and that difference drew me in. I couldn’t help the irrefutable, gravitational pull I was starting to feel for this stranger. I couldn’t explain it, it was as if I knew him somehow, as if my soul was connected to his, and I didn’t even know his name. There was no denying it, I was the moth, and he the flame. He removed his gaze for a moment, to grab the faded, red and white checkered rag from his apron before wiping off the table and I noticed the top of a moon tattoo peeking out from underneath his button up, plaid shirt.

“Hi,” he mustered, shyly, as he sat the tray of dirty dishes on the table next to mine, “I’m Marc.”

I shook his extended hand and introduced myself, I learned that he had just moved to Maryland with his family and he was working at the café for the summer. We chatted for just a brief while since he was working, but we exchanged phone numbers and made plans to meet later that evening.

We walked around Oakland, crossing the bridge to the Rotary Park, where we sat on the swings and shared intimate conversations about our lives. It was downright scary how quickly I opened up to him, but he made me feel safe and calm, and as evening turned to dusk, and dusk fell into night, so fell my heart.

We walked back to the café, where my car was parked, and it was there underneath the old, lamppost, where he kissed me, softly, and tenderly. I had fallen in love with the dark haired, hazel eyed busboy with the moon tattoo, and although we were standing in the place I was born and raised, it was then I found my home.

Thank you very much, Paula, for hosting this challenge!

Love & life lessons,




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My Wild

james dean

There has always been something

about the rebellious streak

that I’ve been drawn to.

The James Dean types-

popped collars

and carefree spirits.


I suppose that is why

I am drawn to rivers-

that run wild,

and free,

and refuse to stop flowing.


Why I love getting lost in the woods-

away from society,

away from the noise,

and pollution-

of mouths

and factories.


I feel a connection-

to the stars,

and souls I have never met.

A longing-

to bathe in the moonlight,

and run like the wolves

on top of mountains.


I find pieces of myself

in the birds that fly above the trees,

in the wildflowers,

and in the wind.


I am that river-

running wild,

and free,

and refusing to settle.


I am the wolf

howling at the moon

and making the forest my home.


I am as wild as the flowers

that grow in the moss

beneath the trees.


And if you close your eyes,

you can feel me in the wind.


Kristian L. Weigman

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Signs And Wanderlust

Before we really get into the thick of this, I just want to say this post might get a little long, but I’m baring my soul here, and how do I put a limit on that?

I do promise, however; to keep it as interesting as possible for those of you who stick it out with me!



People have a tendency to give me crap because I believe in signs, but the truth of the matter is I observe patterns of subjects, people, places, music, movies, etc… The universe, or fate, or whatever you want to call it lines things up in such a way that I can’t help but notice, and it makes me question what message it’s trying to send me.

This particular experience started some time ago when I first heard of the movie “Into the Wild.” I wanted to watch it, but never really got around to it for one reason or another, and to be completely honest, it just slipped my mind, until recently.

Earlier this year, my friend Amanda went on a road trip out west with her family. They spent many, many hours on the road, and they settled at campsites and camped for pretty much the entire duration of their trip. When she came back she was telling me how she felt better, just being out in nature, her anxiety  lessened, she enjoyed the time with her son more, she didn’t feel like she needed to be on his case about school or his early adolescent behavior. (He’s a great kid, marvelous actually, but you know, every child and adolescent goes through phases.) As she was speaking I watched her body language become more relaxed, just talking about it made her eyes light up and that passion inside her was showing, and I hung on every single word that passed through her mouth as my own soul was leaping forth saying “Yes, let’s do that, let’s go, why are we still standing here?


I have always had a desire to travel and the more I deal with people, the more I just want to get away! Not forever, but for a while. Just this morning I was cursing on my way to work about how there are just too many humans on the planet. Haha, please don’t get me wrong, I have a passion for helping people, but humanity sucks! I mean, humans in general are destroying the earth, and just this morning I cried over hearing that a suicide bomber killed 63 people and injured hundreds at a Wedding! A WEDDING! A ceremony where people come together to celebrate love & unity, and it was destroyed by some self-righteous asshole in an act of hate & violence, things that don’t belong in this world, let alone at a wedding. I really don’t think I was made for this world!

On my way to work this morning I noticed how sarcastic of a driver I become, yelling phrases like “Yep, you just go ahead and do as you please, it’s your world, we’re just living in it,” “I guess the rules don’t apply to you, mister-look-at-me-in-my-super-big-shiny-truck,” and “Yep, come on out, it’s not like I’m driving here or anything!” I had four people pull out in front of me this morning, one of which I had to hit my breaks to keep from hitting, only to have him or her go below the speed limit! Really?!?! If you’re going to pull out in front of me, please have the common decency to at least go the speed limit!!! Ugh!!! End Rant!

Back to the story

It’s funny because after listening to Amanda talk I made plans to go out west myself, next spring, but I’m flying, not driving, unfortunately. I am excited to not only hang out with my soul sister, Christen, but witness the Grand Canyon, go sightseeing, and capture desert sunsets!

A few days ago, I came across “Into the Wild,” again, and I thought to myself, I really need to watch this movie, and just yesterday Mathew, (Blog of the Wolf Boy) asked me if I had ever seen it. So I told myself, I had to see this movie, for some reason, some higher power needs for me to see this movie!

Signs, I’m telling you, signs!

(So I know this song isn’t talking about the signs I’m referencing, but it still fits into my story, and I love this song.)



After watching this movie my desire to travel is burning even greater!

First of all, the scenery in this movie is absolutely breath taking! Oceans, mountains, farms, rivers, you name it, it has it!

into the wild.jpg

Secondly, the writing. Oh my gosh, this story was so well written. I took away so many quotes from this movie that just spoke to my soul:

  • Some people feel like they don’t deserve love. They walk away quietly into empty spaces, trying to close the gaps of the past.

  • The sea’s only gifts are harsh blows, and occasionally the chance to feel strong. Now I don’t know much about the sea, but I do know that that’s the way it is here. And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong. To measure yourself at least once. To find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions. Facing the blind death stone alone, with nothing to help you but your hands and your own head.”

  • Sometimes he tried too hard to make sense of the world, to figure out why people were bad to each other so often.” <- This one really got to me, I’m like that too.

  • You’re pretty magic.” <- I think this might be my new favorite compliment. I’d melt into a puddle. It’s so simple, but so deep and has so much meaning!

  • What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?

This next quote felt like it was directed at me, finally all of the pieces made sense, it was as if Jon Krakauer (the author of the novel) read my soul. It was a connection, one of those Yes, someone out there gets it. Someone out there gets me moments.

  • We like companionship, see, but we can’t stand to be around people for very long. So we go get ourselves lost, come back for a while, then get the hell out again.

I need to get myself lost for a while. Not forever, but for a while. And the nice thing is that for me, it doesn’t even have to be weeks or months.

I live in the country, I am surrounded by mountains, wild flowers, and water. Why the hell am I not out there exploring?

I want to get lost under a sea of stars. I want to lie down on the grass and gaze up at the stars that shine down on the tops of pine trees. I want to dance in a field of wild flowers and make a floral crown. I want to listen to babbling brooks and search for owls and eagles. I need to do this. I need more adventures. I need to do more of what sets my soul on fire!


Back to the movie

The next thing I’ll mention about this movie is the fabulous sound track! Eddie Vedder composed his songs for this film. They are a collection of folksy and rootsy tunes, and I’ve always appreciated Eddie Vedder. I find his voice and lyrics to be hauntingly beautiful.

I’m barely scratching the surface here, there are so many quotes that will forever be etched into my heart. I highly recommend this movie if you haven’t seen it. You must see it!

I am grateful for this movie, for opening my eyes and showing me the parts that have always been there. I’ve never been one to conform to society’s ways, I’ve never been one to do something because that’s the way it’s supposed to be. My “American dream” has never been the traditional “American dream.”

right direction

I implore my nieces to never lose their adventurous spirit, and now I’m finding myself imploring my soul the same.

There is so much more I want to say, but I don’t want to give away any spoilers and as far as my spirit goes, this movie has inspired me to write poetry, so I will be sharing those at a later time.

I want to thank Amanda & Christen for understanding me in ways that no one else ever has, and for inspiring me on a daily basis to be my complete & total self. I want to take time and be out in nature with these women. I want to create more memories and build an even stronger bond with them. As strong, and as deep, and as wide as the roots of the trees in the forests we’ll get lost in.

be true

I also want to thank Mathew, for bringing this film to light, although he didn’t realize it had been on my watch list for quite some time now, it was the last conversation we had that made me say “Okay, universe, I’m listening, I’ll watch the movie.”

Mathew also wrote a piece about this film, and he described it in better detail than I have, so I suggest you check out his beautiful post!

Why Into the Wild is My Favorite Movie Of All Time


Thanks for hanging in there with me while I poured my soul out in ink.

Now, go explore!

go explore

Love & life lessons,


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Laura’s Weekly Song Challenge

I wasn’t tagged for this challenge, but I really enjoyed the prompt’s so I decided to participate! Thank you for creating this, Laura!!



Copy rules and add to your own post, pinging back to Laura’s post.
Post music videos for your answers to the musical questions.
Tag two people to participate!

1. Post a video of a song that’s perfect when you’re feeling overwhelmed.

2. Post a video of a song you’d find humorous if it came on while making whoopie.

So everyone seems to be posting songs that revolve around sex for this answer, but my mind went a completely different direction, & well….

3. Post a video of a protest song.

Once again, I’m not nominating anyone, but if you feel inclined to participate, please do! Just make sure you tag Laura since she’s the creator.

Love & life lessons,



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Pieces of Me

little kristian

I am made up of all the places I’ve been,

lessons I’ve learned,

and stories that have yet to be told.


I am stitched together by

song lyrics,

classic books,

and strong coffee.


I have soil that smells like heaven when it rains,

flowing through my blood.

I’m made from hanging laundry on the clothesline,

and homemade buttermilk biscuits.


My heart beats to the sound of an old acoustic guitar-

that my father still plays on that old front porch-

that he built with his bare hands.

Where I become that little girl in pigtails,

sitting at her daddy’s feet, every time I listen.


I am from Larry & Peggy’s branch on the family tree.

From fried green tomatoes,

and peanut butter fudge.

From the Glenn Miller albums that my granddaddy used to play,

to the ceramic sculptures molded by my mamma’s dainty hands.


In my closet is an old hat box,

spilling pictures of lost faces,

and places that no longer look the same.


I am from those faces and places.

I am from those moments in time-

captured before my roots were planted-

before I blossomed on that family tree.


Kristian L. Weigman

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Autumn Traditions


Photo Credit: Kristian Weigman

Summer is dwindling to an end and in my neck of the woods the leaves are already starting to change color, & I can feel autumn’s chill in the air after the sun sets.

I love fall, I always have. There’s just something so cozy about it. The days are still warm but the nights are chilly enough to sit by a fire, sip hot cider, and cuddle up with my favorite snoopy pajamas!

This time of year is extremely bittersweet for me. I really miss my mom, this was our time. I get my love of traditions from her. She always made celebrations & holidays so fun, and I try so hard to keep her spirit alive by continuing those traditions. She made me promise her that I wouldn’t stop loving the holidays after she was no longer here to celebrate with me. I think somehow she knew she was going to leave this world during the holidays, and sure enough, she passed away the day after Christmas. But she loved Christmas, more than anyone I’ve ever met, so what better time for her to go?

Anyway, the end of this month was my Grandmother’s birthday, it is also Neil’s. My mom’s birthday was the 2nd of September, and of course both of these birthdays always land near Labor Day, so we would celebrate all week long!

Fall time is filled with so many celebrations, anniversaries, Halloween, my birthday, and then Thanksgiving. Then even more traditions come along as the Holidays approach. Lord, I miss that woman!!

mom &amp; me

“I’ll like you forever, I’ll love you for always, as long as I’m living your baby I’ll be.”


I am blessed with one of the best friends I could have ever asked for! Amanda understands me and knows my love for traditions, so she started not only participating in my old family traditions with me, (she may not be blood, but she is my family!) but also starting new traditions of our very own! We try to start a new tradition every single year, and this year we have decided to start something new to celebrate fall, and I cannot wait! I don’t know what it is yet, but we’ll figure it out, we always do!!

amanda &amp; me

Image Credit: Amanda

This year to kick off my favorite season and my love for traditions, I have decided to bake some cookies. (I love to bake,) and  now that the weather is getting cooler, I am going to send said cookies to my pen pals!! I’ve been lacking at sending out snail mail, so I’m going to make it up to them with some baked goods! I can’t think of a better way, can you?!

And Nova & I are kicking things off with a Fall Blog Party! It is ridiculous how excited I am for this!! We will be counting down the days to fall for a whole month. I’m taking a Hallmark spin and making this post the countdown to the countdown! Haha! Be on the  lookout for the first countdown post later this week!



I do hope you join us in our celebration!! What are some of your favorite things about fall? Do you have any fall traditions?

Love & life lessons,


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Music and Feelings


Image credit: Pinterest

The other day I was talking with a coworker, and she asked me if I would show up at her dance party and actually dance if she had one. I was appalled she would even ask such a question, I mean does she even know me? Hahaha, seriously though, of course I would! I dance more than I walk.

So this piqued her interest and she asked me what my favorite songs to dance to are, I had to think about that one. I told her there isn’t really one song in particular that comes to mind that makes me want to dance. I like dancing to music that makes me feel, the kind of music that I find my hips instinctively swaying to.

She looked at me like I had three heads. She had no idea what I was talking about. I mean no offense to any of you who feel the way that she does, nor do I mean any offense to her, but I can’t wrap my mind around the fact that there are people out there who can’t feel music. She went on to say that music inflicts no emotion in her, where I have literally had to pull my car over to the side of the road because a song as moved me to tears or stole my breath,

Anyway, she really got me thinking about the songs I love to dance to, so I’ve been listening to music and dancing around my house all weekend. And I’ve determined that I love dancing to a dirty sounding blues guitar, upbeat reggae, and a few songs in between! I thought I would share a few of those songs with you.


There are many more songs I love to dance to, but I’ll stop here.

So turn up the music and dance, my friends!!

Love & life lessons,




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The Sunshine Blogger Award – Thank You Mathew!


I was nominated for the Sunshine Blogger Award by Mathew, author of Blog of the Wolf Boy.

I want to take a moment and give a big shout out to Mathew. If you haven’t checked out his blog, you really should.

First of all, he’s hilarious!

Secondly, he’s a fabulous writer, & his blog has quickly become one of my favorites!

Lastly, he highlights important messages, such as how it’s important to speak your mind, and not conform to old ways simply because that’s how it’s always been.

Thank you, Mathew for gifting me this award! Your support means the world to me, & I’m truly honored that you deemed me worthy of such recognition!


  • Thank the person who nominated you and provide a link back to him/her.
  • Answer the 11 questions provided by the blogger who nominated you.
  • Nominate 11 other bloggers and ask them 11 new questions.
  • Notify the nominees by commenting on one of their blog posts.
  • List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award logo on your post.

Questions (Complete these sentences)

  1. I love it when…. I receive letters or cards in the mail. It’s so fun to get something other than bills!
  2. If I could…. I would build villages of tiny homes all across the country for homeless people & refugees.
  3. Not too many people know….. I can tie a cherry stem in a knot with my tongue. Haha, it’s my useless talent!
  4. What really gets to my nerves are…. drivers who don’t use their turn signals!
  5. I can’t comprehend….. how anyone could harm an innocent child or animal.
  6. My fantasy job would be…. to get paid to travel and write!
  7. If I were a color,I’d be…!! Because I’m bright & vibrant! (And also,it’s my favorite.)
  8. Sometimes when I’m by myself….. I use the Swiffer as a microphone and dance around my house.
  9. This may sound crazy but…… I like the scent of scotch tape.
  10. The funniest thing about me…… my Donald Trump impression. Haha!!!
  11. It doesn’t really matter….. what other people think about you or the way you chose to live your life (as long as you’re not a serial killer or something,) as long as you’re happy. To quote Dr. Seuss


I am not going to nominate anyone this time around, but if you feel inspired to take your own stab at finishing the sentences above, please do!

Thank you again, Mathew!! ❤

Love & life lessons,


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Camp Four Shadows

As many you you may already know I am a member of a site called “Geek Girl Pen Pals,” and all weekend I am participating in their virtual camp. Today, I wrote a ghost story using words and/or phrases as prompts that they gave me.

Now, I am not the greatest when it comes to writing horror, but I thought I would give it a shot anyway.

All of the words and/or phrases I used from the prompts are underlined.

I hope you enjoy!

Camp Four Shadows


It was a dark and stormy night when the five women finally met at Camp Four Shadows. Kristen, Laura Beth, Rosalinda, Brandy, & Sunny all became pen pals through the pen pal sight “Geek Girls Pen Pal Club,” and they have been a part of the virtual camp for years. This year, however; the camp counselors decided to host an actual camp in New England, and the women were ecstatic to finally meet one another in person.

Kristen and Brandy were the firsts to arrive, followed shortly after by the other three. The girls took a few minutes in the parking lot to hug and take selfies they could post to social media later. All five of them were fortunate enough to be in the same troop, “Troop Lumos.”

The ladies found it odd there were no other cars in the parking lot. They entered the lodge and found it even more strange that check in was downstairs, but nevertheless; they made their way down the creaky stairs.

“Does this place give any one else the heebie jeebies?” Rosalinda asked. “Because I literally have goosebumps.”

Laura Beth shook her head yes in response. The ladies were even more confused when they found the login sheet on the floor, and the office empty. Brandy picked up the sign in sheet and noticed a bloody hand print on the page.

“Alright Rosalinda. Now I have the heebie jeebies.”

“Come on, let’s just go to our cabin. Maybe we just missed an activity.” Kristen stated.

“Yeah, the run for your lives activity!” Brandy exclaimed, showing the others the bloody hand print on the sign in sheet.

The ladies had driven many miles to get there, they were tired, thirsty, and just wanted to relax, so they agreed that they should just go to their cabin and figure everything out in the morning.

As Kristen approached the shabby chic cabin, she stopped dead in her tracks, it was as if she had become paralyzed.

“Kristen? Kristen, are you alright?” Lara Beth asked, cautiously grabbing her shoulder.

Kristin pointed at the door and Laura Beth noticed the very off-puttingly, large Luna moth.

Brandy, being the bravest out of all of them when it came to insects walked over and very gently went to grab it, but the moth flew before she got the chance. Causing Kristin to shriek and run behind Laura Beth for cover.

“Gee, thanks.” Laura Beth said, sarcastically.

The inside of the cabin was not so shabby chic, in fact, I’d go as far to say the cabin was a little dilapidated. The 70’s looking, yellow wallpaper was starting to tear away from the walls, the floors creaked, as well as the door, and the windows wouldn’t open all the way. And as if all of that wasn’t bad enough, there were dead Hellebous niger sitting in the windowsills.

“I know what this is!”Rosalinda exclaimed.

The rest of the ladies looked at her, waiting for her explanation.

Cabin Pranks!”

At first the girls were skeptical, but after a minute of thinking it over, it did make sense. They did arrive late.

“I’m starving,” Brandy stated. “I’m going to see what I can go scrounge up for us in the mess hall.”

“Good idea, I’ll come with you.” Sunny said.

Laura Beth, Kristen, and Rosalinda stayed behind. Kristen found some wood and decided to make a hickory campfire. Laura Beth grabbed her books of poetry to recite later, and Rosalinda set up chairs around the fire. Soon after the three ladies settled in around the campfire, Brandy and Sunny came back with food.“We found peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and apples.” Sunny stated, licking her lips in anticipation.

“Good, Oh! And I made cream puffs!” Kristen exclaimed as she ran back in the cabin to retrieve them.

The ladies sat around the campfire, eating, talking, and even sharing some laughs, finally relaxing. There was something extremely calming about the fire.

Laura Beth picked up her book of poetry and decided to recite one of her favorite poems:

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound’s the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

The women listened, basking in the lovely words of Robert Frost, before returning to their cabin to fall asleep.

The ladies were startled awake by “The Funeral March,” by Frederic Chopin coming from the large speakers outside.

Kristen noticed that the sun hadn’t even started to rise yet, she checked her phone, it was only 3:30 in the morning. She threw the covers off of her body and stormed outside, yelling “THIS ISN’T FUNNY ANYMORE!” And when she saw a figure in the distance turn it’s head sharply to look at her with it’s piercing red eyes, she definitely wasn’t laughing.

Uh….. guys, we gotta get out of here.” “WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE NOW!” She screamed.

She pointed to the direction of the eyes, glaring at all five of them now, and with one quick glance to one another, the ladies made a mad dash back to their cars, only to find the parking lot completely empty.

Brandy spotted the red eyes getting closer to them, “Come on, we have to run!”

The women ran through the pine trees until they spotted a canoe.

Sunny pulled a map of the campsite out of her back pocket. “We need to row here, Four Shadow Island.” She pointed to the map, showing the island located in the middle of the lake. The ladies crammed into the canoe and Laura Beth rowed them out the island, but what the ladies didn’t realize was that the island was haunted.

The sun had risen by the time they reached the island. Kristen and Brandy had fallen asleep, waking to find that it wasn’t all a nightmare as they had been hoping.

They sat on the sandy island, their backs to one another, keeping watch across the lake.

I sure wish I had my SPF 50 sunscreen. I am going to burn to a crisp out here.” Kristen stated.

“I think that’s the least of your worries.” Rosalinda retorted.

The girls sat, waiting and watching, until dusk, startled by every little noise they heard.

Do you think it’s safe to go back?” Sunny asked.

The girls all started laughing of relief as they saw the counselors and the rest of the campers come walking out of the woods.

You got us good.” Laura Beth chuckled.

Did we now?” One of the counselors asked.

Um…. do they seem normal to you?” Kristen whispered to Brandy.

No, they’re moving like zombies.”

Kristen looked down in the lake, noticing a pair of red eyes floating to the top. She gulped. “I do believe we have been followed to the island, ladies.”

The other girls turned to see what Kristen was talking about.

It’s a lake monster!” Sunny stuttered, sounding petrified.

We tried to warn you.” One of the counselors started to cry before she opened her arms, spreading her fairy wings, and illuminating the lake around the island. Revealing the lake monster.

When the red eyes reached the surface, the ladies finally realized that they weren’t eyes at all, but rather a woman holding two red lights.

You lured us out here?” Brandy asked. “That’s why you took our cars and chased us through the pine trees?”

“Initiation” the woman replied. “I’m so sorry.”

The girls were never heard from again, and now whenever anyone visits Camp Four Shadows, every campfire starts with “Everyone knows the story of Friday the 13th at Camp Crystal Lake, but I’m here to tell you about what happened, right here on Thursday, the 15th, and if you listen closely, you can still hear their screams.”

Kristian L. Weigman


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Friday Favorites #12

friday vibes

I can’t wait till my week with Christen when we can be our completely goofy selves & take silly selfies like this one!!

Yay!! It’s finally the end of the work week. This has been an extremely long & frustrating week! We’re going to be hiring someone new for our department, it’s been one headache after another, and I just keep reminding myself “This too shall pass.” It might pass like a kidney stone, but it will pass!

Top 5 Songs On Repeat This Week:

  1. Life is Beautiful by Keb’ Mo’

This song popped up on the “Discover Weekly,” playlist on Spotify, & I instantly fell in love!

2. Shimmer by Shawn Mullins

I forgot how much I love Shawn Mullins voice. As a teenager I loved “Lullaby,” & I heard it recently, so I looked him up on Spotify, & I’ve been listening to this song all week!

3. Gimme That Girl by Joe Nichols

I have loved Joe Nichols for years now, & there’s a line in this song that makes me smile every time I hear it, because it reminds me so much of myself!!

“Barefoot in the kitchen, singing her favorite song. Dancing around like a fool, starring in her own little show.”

4. New Light by John Mayer

I absolutely love John Mayer! He is often on my repeat playlist’s!!

5. Is This Love by Bob Marley

I dearly love Bob Marley’s music. I find myself listening to him a lot when I cook or when I’m hanging out with Amanda. This song has always done wonders for my soul!


Highlights of the Week:

Maple-leaf1Brandy & I are working on a “Falling Into Autumn” Blog Party. You can click on her name to be directed to some details, but also stay tuned, because I will also be sharing some details about upcoming events soon. She has a contact where you can reach her, or you can also email me:

Maple-leaf1Summer Camp! It’s a virtual camp through a pen pal site (Geek Girls Pen Pals) that I joined a few years ago. I am participating in a few activities, and being as interactive as I can with work and such, but I’ve been enjoying myself. I love to craft!!

Maple-leaf1Pen Pal crafts!! I have been lacking on sending fun snail mail to my pen pals, but I am currently in the process of making some very fun crafts to send them, & it is kinda ridiculous how happy this makes me!!

Maple-leaf1Going through old photographs. I love looking back on old photos & reminiscing! It makes me so happy, leaves me feeling nostalgic, & either laughing or crying at the memories.

Random Loves/Things That Make Me Happy/ Things I’m Grateful For:

grattitude London Fogs! There’s just something about this drink that brings me so much comfort! It’s my favorite!!

grattitudeFriendships! I am a lucky gal! I have some of the best friends in the world! And I know a lot of people say that, but I truly do!! I am blessed beyond measure!! I have friends that check in on me often, who read between my lines, & know me better than I know myself.

grattitudeMusic! I don’t think I could live without it!!

grattitudePuppies & kittens!! So many people have been bringing their pets into work & I get to play with them!! It really brightens my day!!

grattitudeLaughter!! It really is the best medicine. I love to laugh!!


Neil and I discovered this last night & I could not stop laughing. It really doesn’t take much to amuse me!!


I saw this meme on my friend Christen’s Instagram this morning, & I actually snorted laughing! Oh my gosh, I’m still dying!! Bahaha!!


Wishing all of you a fantabulous weekend!

Stay weird & great!

Love & life lessons,


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