The Happiest Place on Earth...okay, second happiest: Disneyland, by law, has to come first

Dear Ribbons and Lace,
I think it is safe to say that I am completely and incandescently in love with you. Your rows and rows of never ending ribbons and flowers and bows and tulle and many other beautiful things make me happy inside...and on the outside, too. I love that you have an aisle dedicated to polka dotted things. And another to glitter-y things. You carry ribbons with pandas on them, and ice cream cones, and volleyballs, and dinosaurs...it's basically any girl's dream come true. So thank you for making my day with your cheery goodness and dazzling prettiness. I appreciate it.
Love, Michaela
P.S. I do believe I would like to be buried underneath you store. Specifically in aisle 3, next to the sparkles. Is that weird? I choose not to think so.
http://www.ribbonsnlace.com/

Dust In the Wind

Ode to NCIS

Dear NCIS:
I love you. A lot.
You somehow manage to combine wonderful characters, good humor, medically correct autopsies, and crime-fighting awesomeness, as well as the occasional hostage situation, with talent and taste.
And it doesn't hurt that you have a character who is Israeli Mossad. Because that's also pretty cool.
Just one thing...exactly how does Gibbs manage to get his boat out of his basement?
Love, Michaela
P.S. Thank you for keeping me sane on those long days when I'm sick and can't do anything but lay on the couch and sip water. Somehow, I think it helps my migraines get better.

Stereotype Me

Today, I wore sparkles. Today, I was a cheerleader.

There isn't much I love more than close friends, sleepovers, lots of food, and dancing. I like to think I cheered my heart out during the past week of camp, but for some reason I feel like I've still got a whole season ahead of me. And that makes me smile.

I have to admit the reason I became a cheerleader was so I could break the stereotype of a stupid, trashy, blonde girl. But I suppose it's become more than that for me. Now it's about leading. And getting to know people. And encouraging others. And having fun.

You know what? I'm proud to say I'm a cheerleader.