The road less traveled.

I turned 24 on March 7, 2015... that was about 4 weeks ago.

Sitting here, I can think back to when I turned 16, 18 and 21. 

The milestone birthdays.

The expectations that arise with each birthday

For my 16th birthday, I invited all my high school friends over to my house and we had a giant barbecue. That's when everyone in MA get's their driving permit. 

I didn't get mine until I was 17...

When I turned 18, I went over to my friends house and they surprised me 

with a small party, cake and homemade cards.

You're expected to start buying scratch tickets because you can.

I've only ever bought one and yes, it was the night of my 18th birthday.

And when I turned 21, I decided to go out to dinner with all my friends and continue the night at a bar with the ones who had already turned 21. 

Lucky for me Brendan also got to attend this birthday celebration!

That's when you're life is expected to hit a downward drinking spiral.

I hate drinking.

I've never followed social norms and I've always been okay with that.

It wasn't until the few months before turning 24 that I started to judge myself based on how far behind at life I was...

So why 24?

When you tun 22, you're expected to be wrapping up your undergraduate college career.

When I was 22, I still had 2 years left at Lesley University!

When you turn 23, you're expected to finally be somewhat an adult. If you've followed the 4 year college plan, by now you've graduated. Everyone knows that for the next year, income will be unsteady and you'll spend all your time looking for a job. 

When I was 23, I still had a year of undergrad left.

When you turn 24, however, boom! You're an adult. You're expected to have a legitimate job with a steady income which puts your degree to work. You're expected to start putting money away so that one day you can settle down and buy a house. 

Let's just say when I'm no where near any of those things.

I turned 24, had just finished my last undergrad semester and I hadn't even received my diploma in the mail yet... I'M SO FAR BEHIND!

What ever happened to living in the present?

Going into my 24th birthday, I felt discouraged because I was about 1.5 years behind the 'typical timeline of a college graduate.'

I found myself thinking "I can't believe it's taken me so long to het here" when I should have been thinking "Yes, I've finally gotten here!"

I was so hung up on the fact that I was still living at home, working a part time job, in an after school program, with no actual tangible diploma or teaching degree.

All of my friends had graduated last year, so I was bumming on that too.

But, I'm not them. Why am I comparing myself to them?

Not to mention all these random questions I had for myself about the future.

Where should I go to grad school?

Will I ever work full time?

I'll never be able to afford a new car.

Will I ever have a legitimate teaching job?

No one will pre-approve me.

What about living in the present?

If you're always looking towards the future, you'll never live in the present.

Just because I turned 24 doesn't mean I need to be discouraged about all the things I haven't yet done in life. I will get there, whether I'm 5 steps behind or in front of anyone else.

It's important to remember not to compare yourself to anyone.

It's also important to remember that life has no timeline. 

Our society creates these social norms as a way to judge everyone against each other. 

Who's more successful?

Who's living the dream?

Who's smartest?

Who's got the perfect family? 

Who's a failure?

Who's on track?

Who missed their oppertunity?

Everyone has their own personal timeline.

As long as you are happy and in a good place that is all that matters.

Don't compare yourself to anyone.

I choose to take the road less traveled.

At first I was nervous about telling everyone I was 24. I'm not where 'I should be' according to society.

But, I've one so much I'm proud of...

I finally finished college.

 I got my diploma in the mail a week after my 24th birthday!

I was granted my teaching license for the state of MA a few days later!

I paid off my car.

I have money to splurge on myself. 

I am happy.

I am 24.

Those are the things that matter most to me right now.

Now it's your turn to ask yourself, are you living in the present or in the future?

Until next time,

XOXO Ines


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The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Mom's Homemade Pancake Recipe

Today is my dad's 66th birthday.

It was only fitting that my mom started the day off with her homemade pancakes.

Forget that pre maid mix, and in the same amount of time you will be eating better tasting homemade pancakes from scratch.

To learn how to make these from scratch, keep reading!

I N G R E D I E N T S :
1 cup all-purpose flour
2 tablespoons sugar
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup milk
2 tablespoons unsalted melted butter
1 large egg
1 tablespoon vegetable oil (for greasing skillet)

T O O L S :
Small bowl - for dry ingredients
Medium Bowl - for wet ingredients and combining mixtures
Hand whisks
Large skillet (preferably non stick)
Large ice cream scooper

D I R E C T I O N S :
1) In small bowl, whisk together flour, sugar, baking powder and salt. Set aside. Clean whisk.
2) In medium bowl, whisk together milk, melted butter and egg.
3) Whisk the dry ingredients from the small bowl into the medium bowl. Set Aside
4) Heat skillet over medium heat. (If not non-stick, grease all over with vegetable oil)
5) Dip the ice cream scooper into the batter and release onto the hot skillet. (For larger pancakes, dip the ice cream scooper into the batter again and release onto of the first scoop)
*At this time you can add fruit slices, chocolate chips, etc...
6) Cook until you see bubbles start to burst on the surface. Flip.
7) Cook for 2-3 minutes (until light/golden brown)
*To keep pancakes warm as more cook, place them in preheated oven at 220 degrees F, covered in tin foil.

Enjoy with syrup or your favorite toppings!

Until next time, 

Ines xoxo

I WANT TO BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND! #tbt

This was the first picture Brendan and myself ever took together!

It was March 7, 2012 and it was my 21st birthday. Only two of my other girlfriends were 21 so I invited Brendan out with us to dinner then drinks afterwards. We had been dating for about 4 months at that point, but I was extremely nervous to have him there with me. 

Talk about butterflies in my stomach all night! 

I feel as though once you invite the person you are somewhat dating out with your friends, or to a family party, you're pretty much silently screaming

                                      I WANT TO BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND! 

I was falling hard for him. We had been dating 4 months. I had met his parents and friends. I had gone out with him and his friends. I opened myself up to him and became vulnerable. He was (and still is) wonderful. I was ready to take the next step.

And sometimes, because I am so nice, I tend to accept and trust everyone too easily. I end up misinterpreting other people intentions or I get completely taken advantage of.  Then, I'm left with feeling let down and hurt. 

Back in high school, me and Brendan briefly dated for maybe 3 months. It was never anything serious and being a naive 17 year old girl, I misjudged his actions and what he wanted. He wasn't as serious as I was. I started to develop feelings but he didn't feel the same way. A few days before I had planned to tell him exactly how I felt he told me he was interested in someone else.

But that's okay!

I'm glad it didn't work out between us back then. I was an unstable lunatic who had never had a real relationship so I know for a fact I would not have been able to handle Brendan. Plus, now that I've gone through some rough patches in my life and I know what I want and I can appreciate him and everything he is and does whole-heartedly.

It's funny how you meet someone, exchange numbers and quickly start to develop feelings for them. You can't wait for the next date, the next opportunity to dress up, hold their hand and get intense butterflies.

With more butterflies comes more anxiety; Am I what he wants? Does he actually like me? Is he only trying to get into my pants? How long will we date until he asks me to be his girlfriend? Should I actually tell him how I feel, or will that freak him out?

Should I wait for him to tell me first?

First time around did not go so well, but this time, he made up for it. He apologized for the past, admitted his wrongs and told me how much I meant to him.

About a week after my birthday Brendan asked me to be his girlfriend. I am so grateful for that day. And, I can tell you with the biggest smile on my face, two years later I still get butterflies in my stomach and in my throat every time I see him.

Love is out there for everyone, you just can't go looking for it.

It needs to find you.

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Until next time,

Ines xoxo