My name is Rebekah. I am a 24-year-old music student, avid reader, and part-time optimist. Born and raised in Indiana, currently studying in the southwest. I miss the trees, but not the skillion-dollar heating bills.
My interests include singer-songwriters, costumes, baking, minimalism, hiking, and daydreaming about complete nonsense. One day, I will travel.
I share a dingy apartment with Mr. Jaunty, my illustrious boyfriend. Together we experiment with vegan cooking, catch up on classic films, and seek enlightenment. More or less.
Old-timers will recognize me from my two previous blogs. Third time’s a charm, old-timers.
This blog will document my thoughts and experiences as I plow through various hurdles, delusions, and self-improvement projects with a knowing smile and a jaunty step.
At this very moment, I am baking pecan tarts for a potluck and wondering if it’s more rude to be twenty minutes late or to barge in and demand the hostess’ oven. Ooh, make that thirty minutes late.
Which IS worse?