Will You Be My Eggplant?

Baileys my eggplant. A true speech on labels and what they do to us

Full-Frontal Nerdity

Eggplant Love In college, there was this boy. He had red hair, so I of course liked him immediately, but he was also sweet and goofy, had a beautiful singing voice, and played the French horn, like me, which is how we met. Over the years, we never quite managed to get it together, but there was a lot of “almost”. I liked him, but he didn’t know it; then he liked me, but I had met my first love; I was single again, but by then he had a girlfriend… you know the drill. Our hearts were two magnets with misaligned polarity – naturally attracted to each other, but destined to repel one another every time we got too close. Maybe if one of us had just flipped the other over we could have made the connection, but we were college kids; what did we know?

Even though we never managed…

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Goodbye and Graduation

Well, it’s graduation time. We did it, yay, and all that jazz. Here’s the thing though, the school wants us to turn in a letter at graduation and they are giving them to Austins family, since it’s been 5 years since his death. His birthday is next week, actually. His death date is the following week. It’s going to be a tough two weeks.. I’m going to have to visit his grave, and I’m going to cry. What can I do? I’m nervous about this letter, so I’m going to turn this into my rough draft.

Dear Matt, Brenda, Hannah, Ian, and Austin,

First, I have to say congratulations on adopting Ian. He looks so sweet and I’m sorry I’ve yet to see him. Actually, I’m sorry for not seeing you guys in a long time. I’ve pretty much disappeared from everyone in the last two years. He’s getting so big and he has a very cute smile. I see the way he looks excitedly at all the animals in your guys pictures and I can’t help but smile.  It looks like you guys have had great vacations and I’m glad you all look so happy.
Matt and Brenda, thank you for taking me into your family and helping me through that difficult time. I hope I helped you guys as much as you helped me. I know graduation is going to be hard, but know he is in each one of us as we walk down that Isle. He isn’t walking down that Isle to graduate just once, but over 150 times. Austin shaped our lives and taught us what it meant to be friends and how to love. 14 years wasn’t enough, but in that time, he affected more people than some do in a lifetime.
It’s strange how quickly time passes. I remember that week like I’m sure all three of you do. Through love and support, we still face that long week every day of the year. I know it doesn’t get any easier, but I want you all to know that I’m here for all of you whenever you need me. We became family that year and we always will be.
Hannah, thank you for allowing me to hang out with your family that year. I can never tell you how much I appreciated it. I hope college is going well and keep making Ian smile! Show him every animal, every word, every possibility out there. You’ve been a great sister to two amazing boys and I know they both love you so much.
Ian, boy you’re cute! You’re getting so big too! I saw on Facebook where you were petting a lamb with your big sister. That was pretty cool, huh? I don’t know how much you know about your brother, but we were good friends when we were little. It looks like you’re a animal lover like him! Anyway, I hope to meet you one day, okay? Keep helping your Mommy at work! You’ll be in school before you know it!
Austin, Bailey and I have been together for two years now. Remember him? We’ve gone to college the last two years and sort of lost contact with everyone. I miss you and I know everyone else does too. When they told everyone that we could write letters to you and your family for graduation, everyone cried, even the principle. I know you won’t miss graduation. You’ll be watching the whole time, huh? Thanks for being there for me those two years of middle school and thanks for being there for me the last 4, too. My favorite memories was of us in math and how we’d write those little notes. We were so young back then and all our memories make us laugh. ♡ Happy birthday, Austin. I love you and thank you for helping me everyday and I want you to know you are graduating at the end of May. You helped us all complete high school.
Again, I just want to thank all of you. I love you guys so much.


New Blog

We did it! We graduated college last Friday! At the end of May, we will graduate high school, too! It was tough, but I ended my college and high school career with a 3.78 GPA 😀 Thank God! Since schools over, I decided to make a new blog about my new pet Quill. “The Adventures of Quill”. Check it out and thanks for the support!

Dad Illustrates the Darndest Things He’s Ever Said to His Kids

Oh parenthood


Video producer and father of four, Nathan Ripperger, has caught himself saying the darndest things to his kids. It’ just another day in the life of a parent, only Nathan decided to illustrate his most ‘introspective’ quips.

The series has become so popular that it has spawned a series of prints (8 x 10 and 16 x 20) that you can purchase from Ripperger’s Etsy Store. You can also view larger versions of each illustration on Nathan’s Flickr profile.

Now for the parents out there, what’s the darndest thing you’ve said to your kid?


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Flickr | Etsy Store (prints available)


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Flickr | Etsy Store (prints available)


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Flickr | Etsy Store (prints available)


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Flickr | Etsy Store (prints available)


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Muslim, queer, feminist: it’s as complicated as it sounds.

Touching and gives me hope of finding my own true religion one day. One that isn’t tainted from others

days like crazy paving

blog post cover photo me: muslim no matter how I dress.

There are three aspects of my identity that really can’t be untangled from each other:

I am a queer woman.

I am a feminist.

And I believe that there is no god but Allah, and that Muhammad is Allah’s messenger.

Yeah, it’s the third one that usually gets the record-scratch reaction.

I was raised Muslim, but in my teens, I became severely disillusioned with the faith. Having finished reading the Qur’an in English for the first time, I started to fully appreciate just how easy it was for people to twist and re-interpret the book to serve their own needs. I realised my father had been doing that to me for years, with his rules that he swore came “from God” and his restrictions on my behaviour that were all part of me being a good Muslim girl. Cover yourself so men don’t…

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I sit here between our break, waiting for the time to change. A whole 3 hours. It’s only been 7 minutes past 2 and I feel like I’ve been here too long. It doesn’t matter- I’m happy to be here. I love the smell of skyline and the rush of soft cold wind when the drive thru door opens. People are creepy, but I enjoy people watching. Employees on their breaks, and even on their day off, fill the bar where I sit. It all just feels like home. I watch Bailey as he works for the next 3 hours for through out break.

I guess that’s the cost of the going on vacation in two weeks. North Carolina and Tennessee are just calling my name. I am so excited for this semester to fly by.  


First Bengals Game

Thanks to my sister, Bailey and I got to go to our very first Bengals game this past Sunday. She gave Bailey the tickets for Christmas and it was so fun! It was a home game, in which they played the Ravens.
Driving there wasn’t too bad, but parking was crazy. We paid $20 for parking, well then Bailey following someone out of the parking garage so we had to pay ANOTHER $20. It wasn’t the best way to start the evening, that’s for sure.
Next, walking into the stadium I felt like I was going to be patted down and strip searched. All these masses of people shove into lines to get searched and it wasn’t the most fun thing. Next, Bailey and I couldn’t find our seats. Of course we missed kickoff. After that the game went on.
Leaving, we got stuck in so much traffic. Then we got lost. Go figure. I don’t know how we are going to make it to Florida next summer. It was a lovely trip. Nonetheless, we had a lot of fun. I was glad we got to go.