Welcome To Your Life

Friends, by now I’ve shared the news far and wide on social media (which is where 97% of you are reading this from anyway), but I had to make it blog official. Our beautiful little son, Alexander Richard Royce was born on Saturday October 29 at 6:58am. He was a whopping 10 pounds and is 22.5 inches long. That’s what happens when you’re 2 weeks overdue. 

I had a long induction – 48 hours – until I was finally able to push, which took 48 minutes. I’ll take pride in these figures until my dying day. I love a good birth story and will share ours soon. For now, this is a simple way to say hello to Alex. 



Dear Reader, I’m so excited to share with you that Alan and I are expecting a little baby!  I am 14 weeks along, or just into my second trimester, so our little baby bear will arrive in Mid-October.

This is what it was all for. The summer bender, the subsequent changes in diet and lifestyle, the exercise, the haste to get tattooed a bunch… Because I knew ‘the end’ was coming, and I’m so ready for a new beginning. We’re crazy excited.

It’s been SO HARD not to say anything about this publicly since we found out we were expecting (at 5 weeks). I can’t wait for the eventuality of this becoming 100% a baby blog (it won’t, I promise). But I have lots of thoughts and plans I hope to share with you all. Because, being pregnant is fundamentally strange, and the idea of suddenly having a tiny life to keep alive is surreal. I’ve also had a nursery mood board open on my laptop for literally 8 weeks that I need people to see.

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace I’m going thru

No Caffeine For Over a Week = No Blog #Content

tumblr_ncgrjy4hWS1tr9u2ao1_500There, now it doesn’t look like I (essentially) skipped two weeks of blogging. Why do I blog, you might ask (I also ask myself that all the time)? I don’t really talk about topical issues I really care about (Planned Parenthood, gun control, socialism etc), so one could argue that I don’t really write about anything of real value. I tend to think of this blog as a genuine diary of my life. Instead of flooding my facebook with photo albums and big life events, I like to put all that stuff here, like a scrapbook. Some days that might mean talking about depression, or my shoes, or the Skyrim soundtrack. But even though it’s all personal experiences (though I’d like to branch out into some sort of series that highlights other individuals), I try to make them at least enjoyable and entertaining for people to read. Otherwise, I might as well just take up LiveJournal again (it’s still alive, but don’t worry. You’ll never find it).

Fall seems to be a slow period for me anyway. Even though there’s so much to be inspired by, the motivation to blog about it all is absent. Oh, but WORRY NOT gentle ones, for I have made lists of things I can write about if the ideas just aren’t coming. We’re all going to have such fun. Plus, the people need to be aware of my hair growth progress.

I mentioned in the title that I haven’t had caffeine in a while. Why? Who knows. One day I woke up and decided to try it for a week. Now a week has come and gone and I’m afraid what caffeine will do to me. The bright side is, I can feel good about drinking tons of decaf coffee, and I don’t get insufferable feet sweats.

Starting back up Monday, I’ll have tons to tell you all. Please stick around: It’s nice over here.

Photo source

Caroline Royce Photo


This weekend was fairly productive, even if it was spent completely in front of the computer. I finally completed the main questline in Skyrim (I killed the SHIT out of Alduin, m-fers), and, I made myself a photography website.

I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, back when we got back from the Upper Peninsula, but I still felt that my processing technique was unrefined. I was learning, but I wasn’t ready. For me, processing the photos is just as important as taking them. I try to evoke certain feelings with them. I’m a designer after all. I don’t aim to represent reality, I try to make it dreamier, more ethereal, more moody.

You guys know. You’ve watched my stumble through this for the last 2 years. My family has certainly seen this better than anyone; with me taking pictures of trees every chance I get at the cabin. They’ve been helpful to point it out. Alan has been the most patient and supportive, many times even helping me get a good shot, whether by being taller than me, or having a fun idea. It’s an expensive hobby, but he clearly knows how much I love it.

But I also thought, why should I have a whole website? I know a lot of photographers. Way more photographers than I know designers. I felt like somehow I didn’t have the right. I mean, isn’t the world already saturated with laymen believing they can take photos? Hopefully I’m not just one of them. I spent more time researching a camera body than I did a car. I’ve spent.. A LOT of time researching lenses, and so far I just have the one (plus the other two that I started with). And plus, while I’ve loved sharing all my photos on this blog, I did feel that it was slightly disorganized, and I wanted a way to showcase some of these photos, because if I’m being honest, I really do think a lot of them are great.

I’m expanding my enterprise, not just to open up new business, not just because I can, but because I really truly want to. I feel like I have a thing I want to say. Thanks for looking at all my photos of flowers throughout the years, and the same landscapes over and over. You’ve helped me to grow.


That’s How People Grow Up


As I wrote yesterday’s long post about Morrissey, I also somewhat prepared for the eventuality that he might postpone. And he did. This is now the 4th time it’s happened to me. What did I say, right? Rite of passage. It happens to everyone. Not only was the show called off, but the after party as well, which I was SO-SO-SO-SO looking forward. High on happiness from seeing Morrissey and then hanging out with all my friends and drinking while listening to a ton of great music. Sigh. Well. He wouldn’t be Morrissey if he wasn’t constantly disappointing us. Much as it bums me out, I still have to laugh about it. At least I’m not alone.

Too bad I love him so. Ugh.

In other news, I finished my 10 day stint of Boot Camp. And I feel FAN-FREAKING-TASTIC for accomplishing this major feat. The day before I started, I was nervous and excited. My first day, I was miserable and broken. Now? I’m empowered and strong. I can do push-ups now (well sort of. I can only do it on my knees. Baby steps). I hope to stick with some sort of routine at home until I can afford to go back regularly.

And finally, I have a freelance gig starting Monday, which I can’t wait for. I’ll still be blogging on the reg though. So keep coming back!

If only Morrissey hadn’t postponed, this would’ve been one of the best weeks ever.

Stay tuned for Friday Links.

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