Quest #9: Cookies!

This week, we decorated fabulous and multi-themed cookies. 

Here was some of our inspiration:

(these first two were sent to me by the creator of and we plan on making a full batch of pure Harry-Potter themed cookies)


We baked sugar cookies and dyed frosting blue, green, yellow, orange, red and brown. We used plastic baggies with the edges cut off and tooth picks to take these:

To these:

Here are a few more pictures to further illustrate our quest:

Our beautiful friends S, M, and C



Weird itself, even in the dictionary, is just something that is different and unexplainable. A weirdo is someone who follows his heart. I’m definitely weird, ain’t nothing wrong with that. -Kid Cudi

You know, the word weird is such a weird word, for lack of a better adjective. If you check up the word weird in the dictionary the literal definition is “suggesting something supernatural; uncanny; bizarre; fantastic.” As time has passed the word weird has evolved to describe someone who is out of the norm. Being weird is being different. Usually the word weird has a slightly negative connotation, after all; most people are trying to be ordinary and countless souls lose sight of their individuality in order to exude normalcy. But really. Think about it. Normalcy is such a relative thing. If I met a 17 year old girl from Japan I would probably think she was slightly weird. She would have a different culture, different customs, and a different lifestyle. And to her, I would be foreign and weird too! And some Aborigine warrior from Australia would probably think we were both freakishly weird. What is normal? When you ask yourself that question it becomes hard to define the parameters of weird.

What I think is that being weird is a good thing. Weirdness is the ability to be unique, and in our differences lies the power of imagination and originality. (Omg, that sounded super cheesy.) Really though, diversity and variety are the spices of life. It’s okay to be weird and it’s okay to be normal. I guess what I’m trying to say is it’s important to follow the drumbeat of your own heart and not get lost in the deafening drumroll of what our society today is. I definitely know I’m weird, in some ways more than others. I absolutely hate feet, I believe in magic, I think blue m&ms taste the best and I think that runny ice cream is disgusting. But that’s just me. Some people may think I’m absolutely weird and crazy and others might just think I’m a visionary. My best friend E thinks that vomiting sunshine is creativity and my best friend C thinks it’s hilarious when people fall directly on their faces. You may think it’s weird, but I think it’s awesome. Here’s the thing. I’m fine with being weird. Because it means that I am uncanny, I am bizarre, and I am fantastic. Mostly, it means I am not afraid to follow my heart.

Embrace your inner weirdness ❤


Creativity Exercise

Today, I was stumbling self improvement articles (one of my favorite hobbies) and I came across an article that said creativity, essentially, is combining two things that are not usually combined. So that led me to a creativity exercise! Take a sheet of paper and for five minutes think of random things that you can put together. Find the best combination and turn it into a piece of art! Here’s my brainstorming:

  • Shirts and Chandeliers
  • Love and Mental Institutions
  • Toes and Fish
  • Music and Pasta
  • Oreos and Snails
  • Cars and People (oh wait-that’s transformers)
  • Sunshine and Vomiting
  • Pens and Knights
  • Giggles and Pigs
  • Icicles and Sloppy Joes
  • Bicycles and Balloons
  • Wishes and Blinking

So, I, of course, drew a picture of someone vomiting sunshine:

I’m not sure that this is a good representation of sunshine, but the point is that I feel significantly more creative after this exercise. This is liberating to your brain even if you don’t follow through with the art project part. 

Love and kisses! 


Beauty is everywhere.

Curvy is beautiful

But so is skinny

and short

and tall

and long hair

and short hair

and blonde hair

and red hair

and black hair

and medium hair

and no hair

and blue hair

and compassion

and freckles

and dark skin

and light skin

and medium skin

and thin arms

and wide shoulders

and sadness

and joy

and indifference

and tiny feet

and long feet

and big feet

and small hands 

and big hands

and long fingers

and stubby fingers

and narrow fingers

and big teeth

and small teeth

and wide wrists

and tiny ankles

and kankles

and long arms

and hips

and small breasts

and big breasts

and perky preast

and saggy breasts

and no breasts

and high cheekbones

and passion

and long chins

and no chins

and muscles

and abs

and no abs

and strong claves

and big noses

and tiny noses

and round noses

and button noses

and thick eyebrows

and nonexistent eyebrows

and loud voices

and soft voices

and accents

and intelligence

and lack of intelligence

and high voices

and low voices

and kindness

and big toes

and wide thighs

and thighs that touch

and thigh gaps

and sharp ears

and tiny ears

and floppy ears

and wide tummies

and love handles

and wide hips

and tiny tummies

and flat tummies

and big butts

and no butts

and big eyes

and slanted eyes

and green eyes

and blue eyes

and brown eyes

and grey eyes

and scars

and stretch marks

and contacts

and glasses

and afros

and straight hair

and curly hair

and wavy hair

and frizzy hair

and moles

and thin legs

and stubby legs

and long legs

and short legs

and big foreheads

and pretty nails

and bitten nails

and big smiles

and short eyelashes

and long eyelashes.

Perfection is beautiful, but so are flaws.

Everyone is beautiful to someone.


Love, love, love,