Pittsburgh adventure

This weekend, my boyfriend and I visited my best friend from home and her boyfriend.  After traveling almost 5 hours Friday, dealing with the most horrible traffic, getting a little irritated with my boyfriend who was the navigator (I was a little grumpy and hungry, okay- a little road rage came out, also), we made it to the beautiful city of Pittsburgh.  Pittsburgh isn’t as bad as most cities, but is still very city-like.  Not something I am used to but I would like to experience it more.

My friend’s apartment complex is gorgeous, with free parking and a community pool.  Their apartment itself is small but perfectly compatible for two people and cutely decorated.  They have a small porch that overlooks the river.  Amazing.  They also had a grill which they used to make us some delicious venison steaks along with some glasses of wine.  It was the perfect, relaxing evening after our long exhaustive trip there.  We all engaged in reminiscence of funny memories and caught up on each other’s lives.  Matt and Keith got along great.



Later that evening, we all got around and went to my friend’s friends’ house.  There, we got to see the most awesome and modern apartment I have ever seen.  In real life, up close, anyway.  She must pay a ton of dough for that very chic place.  Kudos to her.  She’s got a good job, I heard.  Anyway, my other good friend Alyssa (on the left) showed up and I was happy I got to see her.  She met my boyfriend, Matt, finally and told me later how hot he is. (Back off, Alyssa… he’s mine :p) Just teasing; I agreed with her.  The blonde in the middle is Chelsea, the one I came to visit; she is my very best friend.  We drank some and chatted some.  Took some pics.  All was well.













Me and my man ūüôā I can’t get enough.  How did I get so lucky?

After that, we took an Uber through the city to an Irish pub.  I love Irish pubs; I feel so happy and just wanna dance and drink Guiness or Jameson.  I didn’t this night but should have dammit.  I feel like I let down my Irish ancestors.  They were probably stripping me of my Irish heritage, glaring down at me, as I sipped on a Miller light.  Disgraceful.  The band was pretty loud so we moved our party outside.  I was a little bummed because I wanted to hear the band more and dance some.  Go a little crazy.  But, I guess no one wanted to be deaf so I kept quiet and followed the gang.  Outside was nice, though and relaxing.  My boyfriend got a little drunk. I felt like I drank enough to get a buzz on, at least, but I felt completely sober.  I chatted with my friends and Matt chatted with Keith.  It was a chill night.  He got me another beer, I should have taken a shot of Jameson.  I drank a couple sips and gave up.  All it was doing was making me full.  It’s because I’m so used to stronger beer or whiskey that light beer just doesn’t cut it.  I don’t know why I didn’t allow myself to get a little drunk… I was safe, with people who loved me.  I guess I just didn’t want to get embarrassing.  

My Irish ancestors would say, “An Irishman is never drunk as long as
He can hold onto one blade of grass and not
Fall off the face of the earth!”

The night ended early and I was happy about it.  I was exhausted and trying to still be fun.  I couldn’t help it.  I got a little grumpy. My friend noticed and said we should go home.  Relief flooded me.  I can’t stay out late anymore.  I’m 22 going on 50, okay.  We got back and I had pizza on my mind.  I was salivating just thinking about it.  The boys ordered it and they said 40 mins.  40 mins !! OK Kam, calm down.  You can nap until then, relax, stay calm.  I was laying down and Matt made it his mission to be annoying and mess with me as I was trying to sleep.  I wish I just laughed a little.  Why was I being so bitchy?  I think I was just too sober and they were drunk.  I wanted to be on their level but I was the old grumpy grandma instead.  “Now, you kids, go to bed!” (In an old lady voice).  Seriously though.  I was the annoying one.  Ugh.  Another irritation was the fact that I was in a heavy sleep probably REM cycle when the pizza finally came.  It took over an hour.  I didn’t even get up for a slice, I was soooo tired.

The next day, we were poolside all day at Chelsea’s friend’s house.  We brought beer and some pineapple mango peach white sangria.  So yummy.  It was a nice relaxing day and MUCH needed.  I didn’t have much pool time this summer and I finally got some color.  No longer translucent, woo!

I really really really wanted to go to a Pirates baseball game but it wasn’t meant to be.  It apparently was a huuuge game that everyone and their mothers and fathers and mothers and fathers and kids and grandkids and etc decided to go to.  Tickets were sold out everywhere and that never happens.  I am not a big sports fan and my boyfriend isn’t either but it would be exciting to see a game in real life.  There will be a next time, though, no big deal.  I probably would’ve wanted to leave before it ended and it went on super late.  We ended up watching the game later that night and I couldn’t stay up past 12…my little eyelids were so heavy and my body was like Jell-O.  It probably ended at 2am, if not later, no lie.


Instead of going to the Pirates game, we went to a really fancy dinner that was on a little island outside overlooking the river.  So lovely and the food was great.  I got Fish ‘n Chips and Matt got Fish tacos.  Both were delicious but I liked mine better.  Can’t go wrong with fried fish and tartar sauce.  It was a good way to end our last night in Pittsburgh, as we all passed out in the living room watching the game we didn’t get to see in person but still enjoyed just the same, in each other’s company.


The drive on the way home wasn’t too bad.  We stopped at Clem’s Wood-Fired BBQ where I had the best ribs (next to my Mum’s, of course) I ever tasted.  Matt got a pulled pork sandwich that was out of this world.  It was a good way to end our adventure.

It was a great weekend with my boyfriend and good friends in the city of Pittsburgh.  I will definitely be back to visit but for now, I am going to enjoy the beautiful mountains and green scenery around me, as I am a true country gal.

And I will end with an Irish toast to all you wonderful people:

Here’s to a long life and a merry one.
A quick death and an easy one.
A pretty girl and an honest one.
A cold beer and another one!



singin’ in the rain

Why do we all freak out when it rains?

The other day it was pouring and I cursed myself for not having an umbrella.¬† One of the security guys lended me an umbrella that someone left out front. I walked out, trying to open the umbrella.¬† I was wrestling with it, trying to get it free, only to find that it was broken.¬† I walked back in quick and handed it to the nice young fella that offered it to me.¬† “That is probably why it was left here…We can find you another one, hold on.” he says.¬† I nodded.¬† I looked outside and felt a relief come over me.¬† Why did I need the umbrella?¬† Rain never hurt anybody.¬† In fact, it is nature, it is life, it is God’s beautiful creation.¬† Why not embrace it?¬† I felt a craziness come over me, and I said, “You know what?¬† I don’t need one.”¬† He looked at me like, are you crazy?¬† I smiled and walked outside into the pouring rain.¬† I felt free and wonderful. The rain came down hard and it felt great.¬† I felt like He was washing all my worries away and for the moment, I felt infinite.¬† Like I could do anything.¬† My makeup¬†was¬†running down my face and my hair was a mess.¬†I loved every second of it.¬† Imperfection is beauty.

It made me think of that musical- Singin’ in the Rain– one of my favorites, I absolutely love this musical.

In that moment, in the rain, I felt like this:

I wanted to dance and sing just like the musical:

“I’m singing in the rain

Just singing in the rain

What a glorious feelin’

I’m happy again.”

Anyways, girls –¬†it is okay to let yourself enjoy the rain sometimes.¬†¬†Although, being all dolled up for events such as a wedding, I understand why you’d want to avoid it…¬†I wouldn’t want to get soaked before my wedding.¬† However, if the handsome man waiting for me at the end of the aisle still smiles and looks at me like I am the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, with his eyes filled with pure unconditional love for me, as I am drenched,¬†makeup and hair in chaos,¬†then¬†it doesn’t matter.¬† Only the man waiting for me matters. Think about that. ūüôā



One day you are lonely, the next you have friends.

One day you are lost, the next you are found.

One day you are ill, the next you are well.

One day you are feeling low, the next you are feeling high.

When you think about all these positive changes that occurred in your life after feeling like you weren’t going to make it- all that really changed was your thinking.

Positivity.  It WILL get you somewhere.  I promise.

I have found myself at many points in my life feeling sad, lonely, lost, low, and like my life wasn’t going anywhere.¬† Today, I am happy where I am.¬† Looking back, I realize I was in a low place, at least I thought I was, and then I began to change.¬† I took charge of my life and changed it drastically.¬† My life before wasn’t how I wanted it so I took action.¬† I changed my career path and after that, I found myself striving to reach my goals and continue to do better.¬† I also changed my school because that is not where I was meant to be.¬† I transferred to a different college that not only felt right but also was close to home because that is where I wanted to be.¬† After I began making these changes, I felt so much happier and positive.¬† It was like I was a new person from how much I changed to how I was before.¬† This all finally led to my life today.¬† I have an amazing boyfriend for almost a year now, and a full-time job at the Public Defenders at the Lycoming County Courthouse that I’ve been interning at previously.¬† Again, I wouldn’t be where I am today if I didn’t make the changes I needed to make then and take charge of my happiness.

So please listen to me – yes, you are feeling down and things aren’t working out the way you want it to.¬† It won’t be like this forever.¬† Take action- take charge of your life.¬† Make the changes you need to make to be in a better place.

I have found that I am on the verge of succumbing to negativity by being around negative people.¬† Don’t give in.¬† Continue to be positive and cleanse your life of the people that try to bring you down.¬† Rise above.¬† Be positive and be happy.



Facebook should be a fun social media tool to be used to stay in touch with old friends and family but instead it has turned into a place to start heated debates or to complain about their lives.  I see so much negativity about people threatening to unfriend people who disagree with their views, such as about the marriage law, the confederate flag, or the attack on Charleston.  Don’t we all love being in a country that allows freedom of speech?  People love to brag about that freedom UNTIL someone doesn’t share the same beliefs.  Everyone has the freedom to believe what they want to believe.  But there is no need to post negativity about others.  Can’t we all just post pictures of our adorable puppies, kids, and funny cat memes??? Maybe something funny about farts??? The world is negative enough. ūüėč

Just a thought for the day…

My brothers new biz

My brother has been doing airbrush work for awhile now and his work keeps getting better and better.  He needs to have his own shop for the talent he has.  So many people have went to him for anything that needed airbrushed or just painted, and they paid for it but he really needs to put himself out there and have his own business.  For the amount of time he spends on each project, he should just do it for a living and not just a side job.  This is his passion and he needs to do what he loves.

Check out his recent project. 


a lovely reminder to prosecutors

You can still seek justice and be compassionate. ¬†Don’t be full of yourselves.

This is basically targeted at the DA’s- we have it hanging in our office…

It’s so true though. Since working here, I’ve seen so many power trips the DA’s would go on in court, and how they’d have a fit when they didn’t get their way- when the Judge would overrule their objection. You’re not as powerful as you think you are. ¬†And we’re not the bad guys. Sure we represent the bad guys more often than not- and we’re not trying to get them off the hook when they did, in fact, commit the crime. ¬†We are just finding the best deal for them out of circumstances the defendant is in- we’ve all made mistakes. I’m not saying a murderer should get a good deal. But a lot of times there’s no proof for the person charged- or there’s no proof that it was a first degree murder, such as the Jackson case. ¬†In the current case, the Perez case, he may not have been the one who pulled the trigger. ¬†Sure, he was involved- we’re not saying he wasn’t. ¬†But was he the shooter? Do they have solid proof? No evidence has appeared that it was him aside from the testimony of his “friend” that was also involved who claims it was him. ¬†Yes, seeking justice is important but also have some compassion. ¬†We are humans- we have our faults. Let’s not deem every criminal a being from hell.

Okay. That’s all I had to say.


Here lies the issue of whether we should or shouldn’t fly the confederate flag… I disagree that it’s supposed to mean anything in a racial context.¬† I think people are getting ahead of themselves with taking it down.¬† It’s all nonsense to me.

But I am thankful that we are able to fly this one.

“One nation under God.”

When I think about our beautiful country, the first thought that comes to mind is that America is such a strong nation to be a part of.¬† It’s stronger than most of us remember to give it credit for.¬† We are the land of the free and the home to so many of the brave.¬† If it weren’t for the brave, we would not be called the land of the free.¬† We are protected and kept safe by those who deserve to be honored every second of the day.¬† Our men and women serving our country continue to keep this nation strong by giving us the power to be free, to love, and to have opportunity.¬† We are able to single out the places that capture our hearts to make a home for ourselves because we have the opportunity to do so.

There are the mountains, the little towns, the busy cities, the beaches, the historic sights and so much more that gives America life and the chance to take on our dreams.¬† It’s easy for people to complain and forget how lucky we are to live in such a beautiful country because they are overcome with the problems that do occur here in our everyday lives.¬† This country has its problems, such as rising gas prices, health insurances, employment issues, and poverty.¬† We definitely have political turmoil these days, too.¬† We just have to remember that we are a republic that was founded on individual freedoms and rights and we have the right to complain about these things without the fear of being thrown in prison.¬† We have so many rights; to not only want a better life, but to be able to pursue it.¬† We have the right to vote for our leaders of our choice.¬† We have so many more rights than most people in other countries.¬† We take all this for granted and stop appreciating our country and all the brave men and women who gave their lives protecting these rights for us.

There’s one more thing we should always remember besides our brave out there fighting and protecting us.¬† We need to remember that whenever a disaster strikes, may it be natural, or by the hand of evil, such as 9/11; when lives are lost and towns demolished, it makes us forget all of our social and financial burdens.¬† We then become that “one nation under God” that was fought for by the brave.¬† It is sad that it takes tragedy to pull our nation together but it only makes us stronger.¬† One thing American will never be is weak, and we will always have a united front.