The intricacies and the oddities ๐Ÿง

Hi frannnnsss! Recently, my blog has started to gain some traction! I’m gaining new followers on WordPress and Facebook on the daily lately (and while it is awesome), I have to admit, I have no idea what changed.

Like most of my technological exploits, unless the answer is to turn it off and then turn it back on, it’s likely I have no idea what is going on or how to fix it. I can confidently say… I have no idea what is going on. That being said, I AM SO GLAD YOU ARE HERE! Happy days! Sunny days! Sunny Daze, if you will!

I thought I would take a minute, via a blog post, to introduce myself to anyone who is new here… or just wants to know me more. As with most things, I will probably not conform with your general introduction expectations. I don’t conform often – you should get used to that.

But to start, I’m Ashley. I’m a 20-something, dog-mom, lady lawyer. I am a daughter, a sister and a fiancรฉe. (I will forever say finance instead of fiancรฉe – I just can’t unsee it).

I’m deeply terrified of butterflies.

I am convinced that I am going to die in a car fire. Hopefully, not soon.

  • It’s kind of a long story really, but just know.. I have seen an INORDINATE amount of car fires in my lifetime.
  • I’m stressed enough about it that I bought everyone I love a car fire extinguisher for their own vehicle for Christmas. ๐Ÿ˜…

I have a lot of unpopular opinions:

  • Bacon. What is all the rage? I don’t get it. Sure, it makes a lovely club sandwich! It’s not bad wrapped around vegetables. But am I going to eat it plain? Absolutely. Not.
  • Bacon jerky? Completely different story. Same with bacon bits. ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ. I don’t know, I have some weird complex about warm, whole-piece bacon, I guess.
  • Condiments? Again – wtf! Ketchup ๐Ÿคข, mustard ๐Ÿคข, ranch ๐Ÿฅด, barbecue sauce ๐Ÿคฎ (I know, bad Kansan), Buffalo sauce? No thank you. Marinara for cheese sticks? WHY ARE YOU RUINING FRIED CHEESE?
  • I can’t watch made up shows like Criminal Minds when I am trying to fall asleep, but I find the true stories depicted on Forensic Files to be adequately soothing for sleep. ๐Ÿ˜
  • I think lunch is the most important meal of the day.. but I’m not willing to fight over it.
  • I don’t think I could identify a single sports car in a parking lot if my life depended on it.

I really use words like “neato Cheeto” and “snazzy” and “delightful” in my day-to-day conversations.

I find selfies so odd. I mean, I’ve done them.. I’m guilty. But isn’t it odd to take a picture of your face and assume everyone else wants to see your face too?

I was kicked out of Girl Scouts as a child… couldn’t stop fighting people. ๐Ÿคฃ No, I’m kidding. We were on the horseback riding unit, and I was a real horseback rider, and our troop leader kept calling all the equipment by the wrong names. Obviously, I was not going to let that slide. MY PEERS NEEDED EDUCATED. I was asked to leave.

My dreams of being a doctor ended with a frog. My dreams of being a animal lawyer ended with a lobster. And so now, I read contracts – and oddly, I kind of like it.

There is absolutely 0% chance you will ever hear me utter the words: “wow, I wish we could climb that mountain.. for fun”

I can’t remember the last time I watched a movie. Like a full-blown movie.

Actually, I can’t remember the last time I went to a movie theater, either.

  • Funny story: one of the first times that I was allowed to go to the movie theater with my friends (I was literally probably 17 (or an adult) because my parents helicoptered… I mean, watched us closely), I accidentally let someone in the side door of the theater. I recognized him, and without thinking, I just opened the side door and he walked in… and then snuck into a theater.. without paying. I was so distraught that I had allowed this behavior to happen that I told the security guard on myself and called my dad on myself๐Ÿฅด even the security guard was like.. it’s really okay.

BUT ALAS, my compass of right and wrong was especially sensitive back then and I absolutely needed to go to my room and think about my careless actions and bad behavior!

Now, my moral compass is still pretty strong, but I agree, there can be some gray areas. I don’t think that there any gray spots in how you treat others, or your family, or the type of employee and friend you are.

…But I do think that bringing home (ie taking) a little ramekin from a restaurant with “Yum-Yum” sauce may be necessary if you have no other options. They should work on that.

Math is hard, numbers give me anxiety, and my OCD has me obsessed with dates. But weird/morbid dates. Like I can tell you the date and time my horse stopped breathing. Or I can tell you the day that I walked out of my last pre-med lab class with the dumb frog.

Day to day, it’s not so clear. For instance, I have thought for the last three days it has been Wednesday. I believe we are finally here. It is Wednesday, right?

Once, I was in a spelling bee. My parents came to watch. My dad took time off work! I stumbled over the first letter, laughed, said “can I restart” all in violation of the rules and was promptly disqualified. It’s not my proudest moment, but it is a moment.

I used to not eat beef because cows were too closely related to horses in my mind.

So yeah, that’s me. I think that sums it up pretty well. ๐Ÿคฃ. Tell me some need-to-know, strange fact about you and then we will be well on our way to best friendship on the interwebs.

A selfie! For your uncomfortable viewing pleasure ๐Ÿ˜

There are sunny daze ahead, sweet friends! I just know it!

Published by SunnyDazeAhead

Well... it's happening, due to high demand, and my monstrous ego, I've decided to blog. Simply put, I can't imagine who wouldN'T want to read my crazy antics and get to know the inner-workings of my semi-stable brain. Maybe, you'll laugh (hopefully, WITH me). Maybe you'll cry or maybe you'll get bored. It's really up to you what you take from this, all I can promise is brutal honesty, a heavy dose of sarcasm, some cuss words (I am who I am, sorry dad), and a little insanity. My mom has also recommended I share some of my recipes.. so maybe that too. The face behind the blog is... hard to put into words and words are "kinda" my thing. I am loud, I am outspoken, I am silly, I am sarcastic. I am wildly defensive of my loved ones. I have an anxious mind and I spend a LOT of time trying to keep my brain from spiraling into worst case scenarios. I work hard to keep my mind a happy, optimistic place, which I have come to realize is not my mind's natural habitat. I spend almost all my time with my three dogs: Lucy, Brantley, and Zeppelyn, who I am convinced are the greatest beings on the planet. I probably love my parents TOO much, but I am blessed to share a very close friendship with both and it is REALLY important to me that I never take that for granted. I love a boy, I have loved the same boy for years now, and I moved for him and honestly; home is where he is. Fine, his name is Matt and he is most definitely TAKEN, so back off ladies. I am a KC Native; a Jayhawk by choice, and an Omaha- Transplant. I spent my entire life telling everyone I was going to be a doctor, only to turn out to be an attorney in the scheme of things (I am proud of that, it is just not where I saw my life going). I am often convinced that I should have been born in a small town (John Cougar Mellencamp- Style) and any part of my heart not occupied by the dogs and Matt, is occupied by the late, but no less great Star, my horse/partner/best friend of 15 years. That's right, I am a former "Horse Hottie" and it is one of my favorite things about myself. Otherwise, I try to be a kind, generous, and a good person. Sometimes, I think I am misunderstood, and other times, I am understood a little too well. My face will tell you anything that I SOMEHOW manage to filter my mouth from saying. Oh, and I think I need all baby animals: zoo animals, farm animals, ALL the animals. That should pretty much wrap it up -- I'm Ashley; Enneagram: Whatever. In truth, I don't know what my mission is here. I don't foresee myself saving lives, talking people off the ledge, or providing sage, creative or original life advice. I am not a parent, so parenting-advice shall not be offered. I avoid controversial topics like the plague, I don't have the urge to lead you to the Lord (but he is pretty cool if you are open to the idea), and I have no idea on how to teach, craft, DIY, counsel, or even really advise. But I can repeat what I have learned, I can tell stories, and (sometimes) I can make people laugh. Writing makes me happy. I hope my writing makes you happy. So buckle up, strap in, glue your helmet to your damn head, empty your bladder and do whatever it is that you have to do to prepare for a ride.. a wild ride. A star-studded, bronc bucking, rodeo type of ride... my very favorite type. ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿผ Sunny daze ahead friends, probably. โค๏ธ

4 thoughts on “The intricacies and the oddities ๐Ÿง

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  2. Use Categories and Tags on all your posts to increase followers. I once did a trial and added a category of SEX. It brought lots of new followers, but all the wrong sort – so be wise in how you use them! Always remember that most people blog for themselves. Finding followers and friends along the way is a bonus. A brief comment on anything you read will always be appreciated more than just a like, but never feel obliged to comment on everything. You will soon find you run out of time and blogging becomes a chore rather than a pleasure. Hope these brief suggestions help. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š

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  3. You take that back. Mustard is the best condiment ever :p

    Totally agree with you that ketchup is kinda blah though. Love stumbling across your blog, and I hope you continue to get the traction you’ve been getting!

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