July Monthly Recap

July Monthly Recap

Good morning! Here is my July Monthly Recap post, with my monthly reads, my top posts and blog stats for this month, and more! I hope that you enjoy!

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m o n t h l y   r e a d s   +   b o o k s

Mockingjay

The finale in Suzanne Collin’s The Hunger Games proves to be excellent, just like the previous installments. Although it broke my heart, I still loved it. The pacing was perfect (I read it in just 2 days) and the ending was so satisfying. I greatly enjoyed reading this trilogy and if you haven’t already read it, put it on your tbr list right now!

Rating: 💖💖💖💖💖

Yes. This is the only book I have read this month.

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What have I been doing with my life? *Facepalm* 😢

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t o p   p o s t s   +   b l o g   s t a t s

  1. 50 Things That Make Me Happy on the 4th of July
  2. Cameras and Pens Challenge #4
  3. Cameras and Pens Challenge #3

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+12 likes

+4 followers

45 total followers

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t h e   b l o g o s p h e r e

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l i f e

  • I went to Arizona for a wedding and reunited with family, and hung out at the pool a lot (it was 106 degrees one day!)
  • I went to New York City and saw landmarks like the Empire State Building and Ellis Island. We also went to a broadway show (School of Rock). I was truly the trip of a lifetime!
  • I didn’t read. At all.

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n a n o w r i m o   u p d a t e

I have officially been doing NaNoWriMo for two months.

I am 46 pages behind.

I am not disappointed.

  • I am writing this by hand, and not typing it on a computer
  • This is my very first draft
  • I haven’t planned very much of it
  • I have been very busy recently, and haven’t had the time to write every day, even if it is just 2 pages
  • I have 2 whole months of make-up time (September and October) before November starts
  • This is the most I have ever written
  • I am only 12 years old
  • I am trying my best
  • I am producing high quality writing
  • Writing is a passion that I love, not a chore that I should dread

Even though I didn’t complete my goal, I am not disappointed because I am working as hard as I can.

But still I can’t wait until I’m done and the *real* NaNoWriMo comes along…

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Thanks for reading this post? Were you productive in June? Have you read The Hunger Games? This post is 500 words long. What are your plans for August? Let me know in the comments.

Keep On Booking,

-Katie K

Plan With Me: August 2018 (Balloon theme)

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Hi, everyone and welcome back to another Plan With Me post. This month I will be doing a balloon and cloud theme. I got my awesome cloud doodles from AmandaRachLee, a popular bullet journal youtuber.

Sorry that this post was a little bit late, but I hope it gives inspiration anyway. Hope you enjoy!

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  • Minimalism Art A5 Dotted Journal (any dotted journal works)
  • Crayola Supertips 100 count
  • A pen
  • A pencil
  • An eraser

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I love this quote! I am a total daydreamer.

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In case you guys didn’t know, I am participating in the NaNoWriMo challenge! Well…kinda. I am basically writing 50K words in three months of a new novel. Then when the *real* NaNoWriMo Challenge comes around in November, I will be prepared! Check out my profile here. Then we can be writing buddies!

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The “Books I read spread” is actually a mistake! I was going to have it be a header with calligraphy (using the Crayola Supertips) but I messed up! I decided to cover it up by coloring my mistake in. 😉 #bujohacks

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I find it very useful to track expenses, even if it isn’t very fun!

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Thanks for reading my August Plan With Me! What did you think of this month’s setup? Do you bullet journal to? Let me know in the comments.

Keep On Booking,

-Katie K

Happy Birthday Polly // 5 Reasons Why My Sister is Awesome

Happy Birthday Polly :: 5 Reasons Why My Sister is Awesome

Hello! Today I will be celebrating my little sister’s birthday. Enjoy!

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Polly genuinely cares about the people around her and how she effects the world. She always makes an effort to make sure that she is impacting others around her in a positive way. I know because Polly has always been there for me.

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#kindness

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2. She’s Hardworking + Really Athletic

Polly is a dancer, and she always dances “full-out”. She works hard to improve and get better to reach her goals in not just dance, but all aspects of her life. Whenever she is struggling with something, she keeps on trying, even when it’s really hard.

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I am seriously addicted to this show

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3. She’s Energetic

Polly always faces life with energy, passion and vigor! She is great at motivating people, especially in terms of sports.

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4. She’s Fun

I have a lot of happy memories of Polly I, having lots of fun! I love to hang out with my little sister and am so lucky to have her in my life!

It’s lots of fun too…

  • Go on Bike Rides
  • Play with Slime
  • Watch her Dance
  • Read my story (Pie Land) to her
  • Look at old Jake Paul memes + GIFs
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5. I love her

Polly means so much to me, and I love her always. I couldn’t ask for a better sister!

Sooo…

*drumroll, please*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY POLLY! 🎉🎁🎊

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Blog Arrow GoldThanks for sticking around to read this post! Please leave a comment showing some love for Polly. I love you so much Polly and Happy Birthday!

Keep On Booking Partying,

-Katie K

 

Cameras and Pens Challenge #5

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Hello squad! Here it is, the penultimate CPC post, an awesome challenge hosted by Carol @ Peeking Through a Kaleidoscope. Just like I did in another CPC entry, I incorporated some pictures I took on a vacation into my story. I’m typing this post in New York City, so I have some cool pictures of the NYC skyline.

Before you read this entry, you should check out my other CPC posts, as all of them end up connecting together.

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Challenge 4

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Liz
Katie K
Starling

All of these blogs are awesome so please, go check them out and give them all a big follow ❤

+1 point for submitting story/poem

+2 points for using 2 prompts

+6 points for adding 3 bonus photos

Total Points: 9

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“Eliza?” Jonathan calls as he and I walk through the graffiti covered concrete.

We are walking on a hill, hidden from New York City, covered in concrete from top to bottom. There are some construction trucks parked close by, but they’re not here. We’re safe for now.

But that’s not what catches my attention. It’s the phenomenal view of the city. I feel like I can see everything. I’m on top of the world.

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When I get scared of falling off, I just remind myself that I must keep on going.

For Jonathan.

For Eliza.

For Toby.

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I snap back to reality from my daydream and turn towards Jonathan.

“Jonathan.” I demand loudly. “You still haven’t told me what’s going on!”

“Jess, whisper! I don’t want anyone to hear. They may still be here.” he chastised quietly.

He kept on calling for Eliza, loud enough so that she could hear him if she was nearby, but quiet enough so that anyone further away couldn’t hear them.

They had been searching for hours, but they still hadn’t found Eliza. Would they ever find her?

I fidget with the drawing of the heart that Toby gave me, but remember to hold it tight. Even though I could always pick it back up, I would feel guilty dropping it, on the cold, dirty concrete floor.

And then I saw her.

Eliza.

She was sitting on the concrete with her head down. I couldn’t really see her face just yet, but I could tell that she was sad. I still recognize her, even after all these years.

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Jonathan ran over to her.

“Eliza! Is that you!”

I know Eliza must have seen both of us because she looked up, but she didn’t acknowledge us in any way.

“Eliza, are you there?” I said, gently prodding her shoulder.

“Annie. Annie. Annie. Annie.” she whispered, her words filled with sadness.

It was like we weren’t even there. No matter what we did, the only thing Eliza would say is Annie. Who’s Annie, anyway?

“Annie…” Jonathan began. “The name sounds familiar. But I just can’t put a finger on it…” he said, his voice trailing off.

Eliza nodded her head. “Annie.” she said again.

Finally, Eliza knew we were there!

“Who…who are you?” Eliza stuttered, still sitting down. Jonathan and I took a seat next to her.

“It’s me, Jonathan. Your brother. And our cousin Jessica.” he said, pointing to me.

After a moment or so, Eliza spoke again. “I’m sorry, I’ve never met you before.” she replied blankly, her eyes gazing off into space, as if she was preoccupied by something else.

“C’mon, it’s me, Jonathan! Your best friend! What do you mean you don’t remember?”

“Annie. Take me back to Annie.” she asked.

I nudged Jonathan and dropped my voice to a whisper. “Are you sure it’s really her?” I asked. The last time I saw Eliza was when I was a little kid and she was a teenager, before Toby was born. Oh, Toby. Why did I let him go?

Eliza stood up. She took both of our hands and looked at us right in the eyes. Finally, she seemed conscious and contempt.

“We have to save Annie. I don’t know who you are, but we have to save her. It’s your job. That’s why you came here, is it not?” She said intelligently. Frankly, this took me by shock. How was Eliza so focused all of a sudden? How was she so…normal? It was like she had completely altered personality.

“Actually, we came to save you.” I said.

Eliza looked confused. “Well I certainly don’t need saving.” If anything, it’s you too.” she sat back down on the concrete, aimlessly fidgeting with her bracelet. Why was Eliza acting so weird?

“Where’s Annie, Eliza?” I ask gently.

“The top of the Chrysler building, of course.” Eliza said, not looking up. “I can take you there. It’s not far.”

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This was definitely Eliza, but she didn’t seem like Eliza. There was something uncanny about her that made me uncomfortable. And why did she want to rescue this mysterious Annie so much?

“Let’s go.” Jonathan said.

So the three of us walked all the way down from the hill into busy New York City.

We had found Eliza, but now we had something even more important to do.

We were going to find Annie.

Which was the only thing that would truly bring Eliza back…

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Thanks for reading! Are you in CPC too? Have you ever been to New York City? What do you think of my short story? Let me know down in the comments.

Keep On Booking,

-Katie K

Cameras and Pens Challenge #4

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Hey everyone! It’s time for CPC Challenge 4, hosted by Carol @ Peeking Through a Kaleidoscope. Even though we are already halfway through the challenge, sign ups are still open if anyone is interested. It’s a really awesome challenge, so if you’re able to commit, please sign-up!

Before you read this post, check out my first entry of CPC. It has an interesting tie to this one at the end. I am planning to keep on connecting my CPC entires to make an even bigger story that all connects. 

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Go Team Strawberry!

Hannah
Liz
Katie K
Starling

All of these blogs are awesome so please, go check them out and give them all a big follow ❤️

+1 point for submitting story/poem

+3 points for using all three prompts

+2 points for including one bonus picture/piece of artwork

Total Points: 6

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For Toby: A Short Story

Jessica was sitting at her office, working on a memo that she would send to her coworkers tomorrow.

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“Surprise! I’m back from the dead! Isn’t that exciting?”

Jessica, appalled, looked directly into the face of her dead brother. Well, used-to-be-dead-brother. Is that even a thing?

“Toby? Is that really you?” Jessica asked, standing up from the desk, close to tears. “I haven’t seen you…” Jessica stuttered. “Well, since forever.”

“Well, forever since I’ve been dead!” he chirped happily.

Jessica found this odd. Toby wasn’t supposed to be happy.

Toby was dead.

Jessica took a deep breath, closed her eyes and counted to five. When she was done, Toby wouldn’t be there anymore.

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He was still there.

That was impossible.

“So,” Toby began speaking, to Jessica’s discomfort. “Have you concluded that I’m not apart of a strange hallucination you’re having.” he said, leaning against a ledge in his witty voice that Jessica knew so well. Or used to know, at the very least.

Jessica was so choked up with tears that she couldn’t speak. Her mind buzzed with failures and regrets of the past that she couldn’t fix, that time couldn’t heal.

It had been 15 years, but she still regretted what happened at the lake last night. It wasn’t supposed to play out that way.

Actually, that’s an understatement. Nothing to do with the lake should have happened. Ever.

When Jessica was 13, and Toby was 6, Toby got lost in their local shopping mall. Jessica’s mother told Jessica to go find Toby, and then come straight back to her, but that hadn’t happened. Jessica found Toby in a dark, narrow, alleyway to the side of the mall. Jessica remembered it like yesterday.

“Toby! What are you doing here?” she called as he guided gently guided him out of the darkness. “Never run off like that ever–”

And then it happened.

Someone grabbed Toby.

Jessica heard his scream.

Even after all these years, the thought still sent shivers down her back.

Of course, Jessica instinctively turned around to see what horror had just happened, but before she had the chance, she felt someone snatched her off of the ground and then she found herself with Toby, kicking and screaming as well.

That was just the beginning.

Toby and Jessica were blindfolded, handcuffed, and carelessly thrown into the backseat of a jeep and then they were sent to a secret, sinister, and definitely illegal enslavement camp with a couple other kids who seem drained of all life, happiness, and motivation.

Sadly, there were too. Months went by without Jessica hearing Toby’s sweet laugh. Months went by without Jessica ruffling Toby’s hair.

Jessica knew there had to be a way to get out: there just had to.

Jessica was a clever girl.

So on the eve of her 15th birthday, late at night, she snuck out with Toby, who was still quite young, and they ran to the lake. They only brought to things: a random rubber pool float that they managed to find, and a Lego that Toby had in his pocket the day he got lost in the mall. All they had to do was cross the lake and climb over a fence.

It was not as easy as it looked.

They had successfully made it across the majority of the lake, undetected until a the same man who had kidnapped them jumped in from a side and drowned Toby.

Jessica wasn’t brave enough.

She swam away.

She swam away, leaving her dear brother, an already defenseless six-year-old to drown.

She swam away from all of her problems, all of her demons.

Then she reached the fence.

She didn’t hesitate to climb over it, and once she was done to keep running.

And running.

And running.

The worst year of her life.

She knew all of the specific events that had happened, yet everything seemed to blur together like a tornado of terror that follow her around for the rest of her life.

She should have never left Toby.

She should have died with him.

It would have been better.

“Toby…” Jessica began, fighting back tears. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s OK, Jessica.” Toby said, coming closer to embrace her. “Things are born–” he snapped his fingers. “And just like that…they die.” his voice suddenly dropped. This sent shivers down Jessica’s back.

“No, Toby you’re wrong. I did everything wrong.” Jessica was openly crying now. “I should have never left you.” her words filled with genuine regret.

“Jessica that’s not why I’m here.” Toby said, looking at Jessica right in the eye. “I’m here to warn you. He’s coming back.”

Who’s coming back? Did Toby mean the man who kidnapped them, after all of these years? It was impossible. The man was arrested for a life in prison.

“Goodbye, Jess.” Toby said softly, as he handed her a piece of paper that was folded multiple times. He slowly faded away into the air and eventually disappeared.

“No! Toby, stay with me!” Jessica cried, feeling around to see if he was still present.

No.

He was gone.

Jessica opened the piece of paper.

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Toby had made this for her on her 13th birthday, all by himself, just for her.

Suddenly, someone else walked into the room. She turned around to see who it was.

“Why hello there, Jessica.” said a calm voice. Sensing Jessica’s fear, he said “Relax, Jessica, I’m not going to hurt you.”

Jessica couldn’t speak. It was her cousin, Jonathan. She almost thought that he had forgotten about her.

“I need your help.”

“What is it? Why are you here?” she replied.

“I need you to help me find Eliza.”

First Toby, and now Eliza? Something was going on.

“I thought Eliza was…dead.” Jessica whispered.

“Listen to me, Jessica. I thought she was dead too. I was wrong. She’s alive and she needs our help.” Jonathan confessed. Before Jessica could respond, he interrupted her. “I can explain later, but we need to go now, or else it will be too late.”

“What? Jonathan, this is crazy!” Jessica protested.

“I’ll explain everything in the car.” he said, forcefully dragging her along. Jessica wouldn’t move an inch.

“Please, Jess.” Jonathan begged. “Just trust me.”

There was a moment of silence.

“OK. I’ll do it…for Toby.” she choked.

Jonathan nodded his head as a thank you and before she knew it, she was sitting in the backseat of Jonathan’s jet black Mercedes.

Going to find Eliza.

For Toby.

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Thank you for reading this post. Are you signed up for CPC 2018 as well? What did you think of my interpretation of Carol’s prompts? Let me know in the comments.

Keep On Booking, 

-Katie K

 

Cameras and Pens Challenge #3

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Hey, everyone! I missed Challenge #2 because I was in South Dakota with my grandparents, but I’m back just in time for Challenge #3. Since the scenery was so beautiful, I decided to incorporate some of the pictures I took in South Dakota to use in this challenge. Hope you enjoy!

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+1 point for submiting story/poem

+3 points for using all three prompts

+8 points for incorperating in 4 pictures

Total Points: 12

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“Here, let me help,” Annie said as she squeezed her way through to help her Uncle pick up all of the old books and antique objects she had dropped.

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“It’s fine, just go away,” her Uncle snapped, blocking her path. “You’ve already messed up everything as it is.” he muttered under his breath.

“No, I can fix it, it really! I promise, I can-” Annie was cut off, not by her Uncle, but by the look of genuine disappointment in his face. He didn’t care that she had dropped all the important books, but he was disappointed at her for what she had done.

Annie was starting to get frustrated, but instead of taking it out on her Uncle, she relaxed and fueled her emotions into her words.

“You know, I’m not as weak as you think I am.” Annie said. Her voice started off soft, and unsure, but gained confidence and volume towards the end of her sentence. Soon Annie found herself staring directly at her Uncle, with such a force and even a hint of rebelliousness, that she was sure to be grounded for the next week on top of what she was already in trouble for.

“Hmm, we’ll see…”

He walked away.

This made Annie even more frustrated.

He can’t just walk away…can he?

Annie didn’t know where to go or what to do, so she went to the place where she couldn’t mess anything up. This place was so perfect, that even the most useless and trouble-causing person in the world, such as Annie herself, couldn’t make things worse.

Annie was walking on a concrete sidewalk, which slowly transformed into a whimsical cobblestone pathway, which lead to the outskirts of the city. Where it seemed like there was nobody else in the whole wide world except for Annie. Annie liked that. The walk wasn’t too long, but it did take a little bit of time to reach her desired location.

She found her way into a prarie with a small valley just below. Wildflowers and other plants blew softly into the gentle wind. Her anger dissolved into calm. For the first time in her life, she tasted the sweetness of serenity.

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Before she knew it, Annie was approaching an impressive, large rock formation known as the Badlands. The mere sight of it made her feel happy, for it was a secret refuge from the real world.

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She took a seat on a small cliff, that was slightly eroded, just enough to make a comfortable seat. Her legs dangled off into the cliff, as she stared off into the distance at the wonder surrounding her.

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Annie was 17 years old, which meant that she was almost 18, which meant that she was almost a legal adult. She couldn’t wait until November 14, when she could finally leave her mean Uncle and the worn down trailer he called a house.

The only problem was that Annie had no idea what she will do when November 14, 1932 comes along. The stock market crashed a couple years ago, and it was unlikely that she would be able to get a job. Well, there was one job that was always available to her. A job with her Uncle. What was the point of having the freedom of being an adult but having to relive childhood struggles each day? Even though it was probably the only way she could get food, the idea didn’t appeal to Annie.

The only thing that sounded enjoyable to Annie was staying out here, in the Badlands. She knew how to hunt bison and other animals, and what other choice did she have?

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She had already scared away all of her Uncle’s customers at his bookstore by accidentally telling them that she liked to hunt bison. She remember their judgmental voices echoing through her head a million times like pinballs in an arcade.

“Do you even know how to shoot?” 

“Quite unladylike, goodness how embarrassing!”

“Well I never!”

So Annie started to set up camp.

She might as well start now.

After all, November 14 was tomorrow.

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Thanks for reading this post! What did you think of my story? Are you doing CPC as well? Let me know your thoughts down in the comments section.

Keep on Booking,

-Katie K

50 Things That Make Me Happy on the 4th of July

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Barbecues 

Hotdogs with mustard

Running into the sprinklers

Red

White

Blue

Stars 

Stripes

The pop and color of fireworks as they explode into the sky

Setting out cozy blankets a lying on soft grass

Sipping cold soda

Enjoying company with friends and family

Ice Cream on a cone

The beach

Celebrating

A Water balloon toss

And then a water balloon fight

Drying off with the heat of the summer sun

Going on a bike ride

Letting the wind blow into your hair

Strawberry anything

Jumping into a cold pool

Independence 

Running barefoot in a field 

Looking at a old photograph of Mount Rushmore

Fruit salad

Soccer

Sparklers

Watermelon

Decorative napkins

Whipped cream

The American flag

Climbing a tree to watch fireworks

Waiting in line to buy fireworks

Hamburgers

Patriotic

Campfires

Burnt marshmallows

S’mores

Memories

Flashlights

Sunglasses

Drinking a cold glass of water

Basketball

Pure joy

Going to bed late

And sleeping in

Telling scary stories

Looking up at the night sky

A good, long book

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I hope you enjoyed this post! What is your favorite thing about the 4th of July? Do you agree with anything on my list? Let me know down in the comments section.

Keep on Booking,

-Katie K