spice up your life.

Guys, this seriously is my favorite song right now. And I feel no shame over it. It's been on repeat and repeat and repeat. Currently, my mom and I are having a Spice Girls dance party in our kitchen.

Zig a zig aaaahhhhh!

life lately, according to instagram.

Steak 'n Shake. We had coupons, duh.
Waiting for class.
Have you SEEN a cuter face? 
Lulu....cat or dog?
A leaf clinging to Michael's car's window.
I found Kayla wandering around Target today! After being apart for two months, we cried and screamed
and hugged and made people stop and stare. You know, the usual for us.
Michael's suhweet art project.
We had a nice little date on Monday. We saw the Perks of Being a Wallflower.
It was just as good as the book.

*these are COMPLETELY out of order. Whoops.

a good butterfly feeling.


I am a worrier. I worry about most everything. I create problems in my head that I think exist, when they don't actually exist at all. I know so many people struggle with this, and it is not a good feeling.

There is always something to worry about, some sort of problem, existent or not, to be had. But instead of thinking like that, I'm going to try and start shoo-ing away those negative thoughts and filling my head with the good things that I know are truer.

It's going to be difficult, I'm sure. But I'm tired of my stomach always having caterpillars crawling around it...I'm going to turn those caterpillars into that good butterfly feeling.

Let's let those bad thoughts go like a giant bouquet of balloons.

a happy list.


10 things that have been making me terribly happy, lately.

1. Old vintage electric fans. (I'm looking at you, mint green fan in my room.)

2. my new iPhone, heck yeah! That thing is attached to my hand. Which is probably not a very good thing.

3. the changing leaves outside. The trees are on fire.

4. Regina Spektor. (less than a month until her concert!)

5. clean laundry. clean sheets, especially.

6. hearing the sweetest words.

7. good. hair. days.

8. wearing tights, boots, and twirly dresses.

9. pinning Christmas things on Pinterest. (what is too early?!)

10. Netflix. It makes me so happy, always.

stick figures.

To offset the general bleh-ness of my last post, I give you THE SECOND POST OF THE NIGHT! You are so welcome. It's Michael and I in stick figure form.

That is all.

a lull.

"That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay...That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain."

Life lately, in a word, has been hectic. Work, school, see Michael, REPEAT. 

My life has been very unbloggable as of late.
Maybe it's not even that it's been unbloggable, but maybe that I just haven't been very good at documenting it lately? I haven't picked up my beloved Sylvester in about two weeks! It's been mostly instagram. Speaking of that, I got an iPhone yesterday... let's just say my life has been completed by this in a way that is slightly concerning. I was thinking of running away with it. 

ANYWAYS, I'm going to try and pick up my actual camera more often. I just need to find my blogging inspiration again. I feel like I've been struggling with their consistency for months. Also, I totally hear the pumpkin patch calling my name! I need to frolic in a pumpkin patch, darn it!

Maybe one day my blog posts will be about interesting things again, maybe.

I love the Vitamin String Quartet, and I love Arcade Fire.
So this is heart exploding material.

je m'appelle sophie.

Je m'appelle Sophie Newman. C'est mon prènom Sophie. C'est mon nom de famille Newman. Mon père s'appelle Brian. Ma mère s'appelle Lori. J'ai deux frères. S'appellent Owen et Cory. J'ai un soeur. S'appelle Chelsey. Moi, j'ai les cheveux bruns...et roux. Les yeux bleu. Je ressemble a grand-mère

That's probably riddled with errors, but I almost don't even care! Thanks to my wonderful FRAAAANCH class, I can write a paragraph about myself in French. I'm so excited about this fact. I've wanted to speak French for the LONGEST time, and now I am. I AM. I can't get over it. I feel like Liz in Eat, Pray, Love. Why is that book so good. Why have I read it three times. And why have I seen the movie three times, too. NO. I feel like an Aristocat. Meow. ANYWAYS, I've gone from only being able to say bonjour, baguette and oui oui, to speaking full French sentences. Now excuse me, while I go put on my beret and twirl my fancy French mustache.