Just call me the comeback kid

Just call me the comeback kid

Well hello there,


I am finally back from the longest hiatus in what seemed like the history of ever. School got the best of me at the end of last semester (still got a 3.9 though so don’t you worry) and honestly writing blogposts sounded much less comforting than a couple hours of sleep. However, that’s beside the point now because I am back, and better than ever, babay. It feels a little weird coming back to write a blogpost, almost like I am starting over… but no better time to get a fresh start than now!

So obvi with the grand festivities of New Years Eve, comes the New Years Day giddy up. The first day of the year brings a new beginning and marks 1 of 365 in your life book (there are so many other clichés I could list here, but I will save us all the despair). So unless you ended up in jail on December 31st from going just a little too hard (which if you did, that is super cool that you are using your internet time to read my blog, ILY so much), you really have no excuse to make a change for the better.. So girls and boys, let’s talk resolutions.

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I am a major resolutioner (new year, same me.. making up words on the daily). And first on my resolution list should probably be to use less parenthesis in blogposts, but we will revisit that at another time. Whether you believe in the power of January 1st or not, setting goals is never seen as a bad thing. This new year celebration just gives you the perfect excuse to really hunker down and get to work. My advice to you is to set small goals, then big goals, then even gosh dang bigger goals than the ones you set before. And I would like to point out that no resolution is dumb (unless it is something like you want to experience getting attacked by an alligator.. that is just plain stupid).

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So in the spirit of you categorizing, prioritizing, and altogether just improving your life, I am going to share a few of my resolutions with you. 🙂 Here’s hoping you all hold me accountable because ya girl needs the support.

  1. Write and publish AT LEAST two (yes, I said 2) blogposts each week. I will stick to this gosh dangit.
  2. Build my booty. I’m not really thinking Kardashian status, but you better believe I am going to squat and deadlift my way to a little more junk in the trunk.
  3. Be nicer to myself. It’s not always easy to be your own biggest fan and some days I will admit that I am much harder on myself than I should be.. but I am gonna be the nicest girl I have ever met.
  4. Be kinder to everyone for that matter. You know the saying, “throw kindness around like confetti”? Well guess what, I am going to straight up deck you in the face (nicely) with kindness confetti. We could all use a little more kindness. 🙂
  5. Do one pull up.. yupp, you guessed it, still can’t do a pullup. Better luck this year.
  7. Get an internship – so if you know anyone in need of an addiction treatment services intern, hit a girl up. 🙂
  8. Not eat peanut butter for every meal. Like not joking either.
  9. Have a sorta kinda semblance of some chiseled abs.. not like a 6-pack, but the kind of abs where if you squint both eyes, spin around 4 times, and blink really fast.. then you’ll see them.
  10. Last but not least, be the sassiest, kindest, funniest, and most well-dressed version of myself for the coming year.

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These aren’t all of my resolutions, but a girl can only reveal so many secrets about herself. 😉 Anyway, I hope that 2019 is the best year yet and everything you set out for it to be. Make those resolutions, change for the better, and let’s hope I get less sappy by my next post. Thanks for coming back and reading once again, friends. Love you so much. <3

Xo, Ciera

I am officially an old woman

I am officially an old woman

Hey hey hey,

Happy Monday and happy June 25th. No better day than a Monday to celebrate a 21st birthday, but here I am.. doin the damn thing. On this day 21 years ago I made my appearance in the world and finally escaped my mother’s body (too graphic? who knows) Thanks mom for giving birth to me and to you father, for dealing with mom the nine months leading up to my birth. 😉

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Since today is such a momentous occasion and I will hopefully be getting my drink on (or mostly sushi eating) later tonight, I decided that today’s post could be a random fact day! So as a gift to you, here are 21 random facts about me for the big 21.

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Photos by Ashlyn Lee

  1. I hate ketchup.. well kinda. I can eat it on a burger alongside some mustard (heaps of mustard to be exact) but the thought of dipping French fries in it or something makes me cringe.
  2. I am terrible at geography. Like where is Missouri?? I have no idea????
  3. My favorite movie is How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days – Just the thought of the Princess Sofia & Crawl the warrior king part kills me. (If you haven’t watched it, please do yourself a favor and watch it ASAP)
  4. I could fall asleep anywhere, anytime. The tile floor is comfier than you would think.
  5. If you touch my neck I will get automatic chills. I don’t know what it is, I just absolutely hate my neck being touched, like so so much.
  6. I chew gum for way longer than anyone should. It drives my family (and mostly Brittany) crazy that I will keep a piece of gum in for hours. Fun fact, if you make it past the hard part.. gum becomes soft again. 😉
  7. One time I got my whole face painted as a ladybug. My mom suggested a small one on my cheek but no, I needed the whole thing, so I ended up with a fully red face with a few black dots. I looked like the angry dude from the Fantastic 4. I wish I had the pictures to show.
  8. I can’t touch chalk without immediately getting chills either. That may be the cringiest thing I could ever touch. Oh my gosh and you know those tape-roll gum things that you get from the candy store.. don’t even get me started . I am getting chills even thinking about it.
  9. I also suck at estimating. If there are 10 people in a room and you ask me to estimate I will guess somewhere between 2 and 100.
  10. I don’t like steak. I can eat a burger everyday of the week, but steak is just not the business.
  11. I have an extra bone in both of my feet.. makes me a freak of nature. 😉 Kinda like I am an exotic animal or something right?
  12. I used to think I was going to go pro with my singing and asked for a karaoke machine like every Christmas to replace my prior one. Luckily one day as I was singing in my room Justin came in and asked “What is dying in here?” and that’s when I knew my singing career was over.
  13. I ugly cried (like to the point of screaming hyperventilation) when I watched Eight Below. Dear God why was I forced to watch the seal attack a dog?? I think I am still scarred.
  14. I love me some Dill Pickle sunflower seeds. Any good road trip is incomplete without some Spitz and an excess amount of sodium.. Brings me back to my softball days when I used to get them stuck in my face mask while spitting them out at second.
  15. I actually enjoy math. Weird, I know.. but I could literally solve Algebra 2 equations for fun and probably spend a whole day doing some calculus. Now that I can do it by choice it sounds so much more appealing than it did in high school.
  16. I played with Bratz instead of Barbies and according to Twitter that means I am a weird girl.. but I think I am better off because of it.
  17. You could not pay me to eat the nacho cheese that comes with pretzels or is on fake nachos (that’s probably false, if I am hungry enough I would eat them.. just not willingly). But give me some real nachos with melted pepper jack and extra jalapeños and we are in business.
  18. I thought I was the coolest chick in town in 3rd grade because I used to wear my Juicy sweatpants and pink Uggs.. until I ruined my Uggs while geocaching (my priorities were just not in check at that time ;))
  19. I had a bounce house at my 16th birthday party and do not regret it for a minute. It was like 1663826 degrees in that thing, but real fun.
  20. My biggest regret in life is naming Bella after Bella Marie Swan from Twilight.. like could I be more embarrassing? Probably not.
  21. And last but not least.. the absolute best part about my birthday is that it is exactly HALFWAY TO CHRISTMAS. My day of birth means that we only have 6 months to wait until my favorite holiday of all!!

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Wow, those were harder to come up with than I thought. I guess I don’t know myself as well as I expected! Thanks so much for reading, I love you all! <3

Xo, Ciera

Dad bod not required, but recommended

Dad bod not required, but recommended

Hi friends,

I woke up in a panic today realizing that not only had I not gotten anything for my father dearest for Father’s Day, but I also hadn’t given you guys any ideas for what to give your padre.. how rude of me, I know. But the good news is that there are still 5 days until the big day so last minute shopping is in full effect. And before I even start this I would like to point out that grillin’ spatulas, ties, and homemade bookmarks are all great gifts, but we are going high class around here because my father would expect no less.

Now sometimes I wonder why there is not a daughter’s day.. I am a wonderful daughter, I should be rewarded. But then I realize that dads get their own special day because they have spent 18 years providing places to live, food to eat, and dad jokes to laugh at. Now moms are wonderful at back-scratching, making chicken enchiladas, taking their daughters on countless shopping trips to Ross, and helping pick out the perfect prom dress (or maybe that’s just my mom, she’s pretty great). But this post is about the big poppas out there holding it down for the fam. Where dads may lack in maternal instincts and the ability to hang dry their dau clothes after countless times of telling them they get ruined in the dryer.. they make up for it by saying yes when mom says no, commenting on how ripped your jeans are and asking where the rest of your skirt went, and even killing small, life-threatening insects and rodents.

If it weren’t for the whitey-white skin, huge quads, and sarcastic manner, we may never be sure that Jimmy boy is my dad. But lucky for me Jimbo is the best bodyguard, ATM and Cabo club dance partner all wrapped up into one (see video below) daddy-o. So ya know I won’t really get too sappy about him, but I do love the big fella and he may even grace us with his presence for a blogpost later this week.

All of this was the longest intro ever into a gift guide for your pops, so sorry I got a little wordy today. Enjoy this gift guide, buy some gifts and hope that dad subtracts the gift from the running tab of everything you owe him throughout the years.

Have the best of evenings and we shall chat tomorrow.

Xo, Ciera