when tragedy strikes

Something kind of tragic recently happened, and it's been very hard for me to talk about it. I've spent the past several weeks trying to process and move on from this occurrence, while also hoping to give proper remembrance and appreciation in the midst of these hard times. 

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my selfie stick broke. 

I KNOW RIGHT. Ugh, and you know the worst of all?! I had TWO selfie sticks. Two little glorious sticks of selfie love. The second one got left behind in Wisconsin on the same trip where the first one broke. What are the odds?! Thanks, sullen teenagers, for coming up with the acronym FML so I could accurately describe the amount of F I feel toward ML RN! ! !

^^so many acronyms. Google if necessary and/or you have FOMO. 

^^just learned FOMO the other week. Could you be any more jealous of my coolness?

I know, I know. You're probably thinking Geez, Emily. That sucks. Why don't you pick one up from the checkout line next time you're in Walgreens?

And to that I say...

CVS is closer to me. So there!

Also yes, I could easily get another less than $10 stick of the self, but I'm not done mourning the loss and death of my two former sticks. I felt that in order to say a proper goodbye, we should look back through the best selfies my two sticks created in the past twelve months. And no, I did not get the pronoun wrong up there--this is something WE should do, not just ME. 

one

The group shots at weddings that are able to include every one you love. Check.

two

The classic how do you use this darn thing?

three

The Norman Rockwell family selfie stick painting. 

four

The Do they have a photographer following them around?! shot. 

five

The find the arm that could be holding the selfie stick shot. 

Selfie stick(s), you were so good to us and we love you. Rest in peace among the other broken pieces of technology we have like ...

Happy Friday!
Linking up with Karli and Amanda. 

**this post is brought to you by every ridiculous bone in my body, and by my tongue in my cheek.** 

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friday favorites: the synarthrodial one

We did it!

And by it I mean we made it to Friday. 

FriYay, am I right or...or nothing. Because I am right on this one.

Favorite Song

Once again Google Play Playlists win at everything. This gem came on the Leap Back: Hits from 1996 playlist and it just makes me want to stand up and dance it out like it is 1996. Which I think I will do now. I was seven years old in 1996 so I'm sure I had some mean dance moves. 

Favorite Food

Deep Fried Oreos. Duh. 

But also, ew. My stomach is churning just looking at this picture from last weekend.

But maybe hashtag worth it? 

Favorite Thing That Makes Me Want To Punch Myself In The Face

I'm not sure who named all things anatomy related, but can I just say a big fat SCREW YOU to that dude or gal? Because there are so many things that begin with "syn-" or "sym-," but they're not necessarily directly related to one another and my brain just can't. Can't even. Like why are synovial joints classified under diarthrodial joints and not synarthrodial joints?! Wouldn't the world be a better (and definitely easier) place if all the syn's were together?? Yes. Yes, it would. Don't even get me started on symphysis, synchondroses, and syndesmoses. 

You know when people say they are knee deep or waist deep in something? Yeah, well if you can't tell I'm about 5th rib deep in anatomy studying and ugh. 

Favorite Pilates Move

Let's step away from the not-so-glamorous side of Pilates certification (cough, anatomy) and move on to the fun part, the movement! We've covered three of the five exercises in the Ab Series of 5---Single Leg Stretch, Double Leg Stretch, and Single Straight Leg Stretch. Today's #4 is the Double Straight Leg Stretch. Hands stacked at the base of the skull and elbows stay wide. Inhale as you lower the legs to YOUR challenge point (i.e.: as far as you can go without buckling your lumbar spine and disconnecting the front of your body), exhale and lift the legs back to 90 degrees. Pro-tips: Breathe, seriously. It will help the movement so much. Don't go too low, seriously. It will do more harm than good. 

Favorite Thing Ever

Photo via the year 2008 . Thanks, 2008. 

T-minus nine hours until I am picking up Wi at the airport. Which also means t-minus nine and a half hours until we're all eating the shiz out of some fajitas. ! ! ! Did you just hear me say fajitas?!
Do you ever just stand back and watch some of the sweet airport reunions? Yeah, I'm pretty sure we'll be making a scene as one of the airport reunions where nearby people are like Shut. Up. Already. 

BUT I'M SO EXCITED TO SQUEAL AND JUMP UP AND DOWN AND NOT SHUT UP!!!!

Read more about adventures with Wi here and here. 

Side bar: Her real name is Laura. So calm down, I don't have friends with weird names. Or do I?...

Happy Friday!

Linking up with Karli and Amanda.