So you want to know more about me, eh?
Well, I’m a graphic designer by day and work in Digital Media Operations for a small company, but mostly I just love to create things. Whether it be a stationary set, a crochet project, silly little sketches, or building something imperfect out of wood. I just love to make things.
I love to bake things and decorate.
I love to constantly learn new things.
I love snowboarding and hiking.
I love taking pictures and the tedious process of sorting through and editing them.
I love my family and friends.
I also really love coffee.
More recently, I’ve also fallen in love with wine.
I started this blog for the sole intention of having a record of my life. It’s my motivation to get out and do things. To stretch myself. To explore the world. To try new things. To set some goals. To make the most of these years. And to document it all along the way.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned in the last few years, it’s that it doesn’t matter how big or small the moments. They’re all important, and they all deserve to be documented. Even when I feel like life sucks or there’s nothing going on, with a little shift of perspective I can always find a reason to enjoy it. I hope to encourage you all to savour every moment of your life, no matter what season you may be in. I’d love for you to join me in celebrating the little things that life has to offer!
Still want more? Well okay –
here’s some quirky facts:
- While I’m not overly fond of the name ‘Rebecca’ – when paired with my middle name, I think it’s just great. But the trick is in the pronunciation. Though my middle name looks like your typical ‘Lauren’, the enunciation is on the second syllable. So it’s “Laur-WREN”. Seems a little silly, I know. But it really makes all the difference! Also makes for an epic name to yell when your mama is mad at you.
- I have a weird thing with ends of foods. I just won’t eat some of them. Like the end of pickles. Or the end of a banana. Or a sausage. Or a pepperoni stick. Thankfully, my friends and family love me a lot and eat them for me.
- I practically begged my mom for glasses my entire childhood, and then the glasses gods threw me a bone when I was 16. Despite my eye doctor telling me I could hold off for another year, I marched my butt back in three months later insisting the board at school was too blurry for me to read.