Couple of Crumbs

Hi! Welcome to our little blog, run by two old friends who just want to have a place to write... anything we please. Thanks for stopping by!

Funfetti is trying to defy the evils of writer's block one project at a time.

Red Velvet is a quirky little cupcake trying to channel her inner writer.

Most Likely to Succeed

By: Funfetti

Right before I began my junior year in college, I landed a new job as a receptionist in an office. This was a first for me! Finally after years & years – no more retail! I was beyond thrilled to be answering phones, filing, organizing… doing whatever little job I could do. I wanted to keep this job so badly that I commuted to work from campus on weekends, and even commuted on some weeknights. (Even if I had class in the early morning.)

I was a committed worker and I hated to give up.

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Mini Funfetti

By Funfetti

This week, I was going for lighthearted. Nothing says lighthearted like journals from when you were 12, right? Ha. Or so I thought. First of all, I was always boy crazy. Second, while I love my inner geek… some people were really mean to me! And third, I had a fun frenemie thing going on with a girl named Kristen (yes, that’s her real name) who once told me I needed to get my face slapped for being so rude. Um, thanks? (Ask anyone, I was always way nicer to her than anyone else!) Another funny thing: I started my countdowns for Christmas early back then too. Some things just never change. Get excited for some kiddie-Funfetti moments:

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When I Was Young…

By: Funfetti

In the midst of wedding planning, guest lists, shower invitations, etc., I’ve been slammed in the face with some realizations. Ones I think I knew would come to the surface when an event of this nature was in the works. It’s difficult not to think about these family dynamics.

We actually have a small family. My dad has one sister with three daughters. My mom has one sister with two sons. All of our grandparents except one (my mom’s dad) have passed away. That’s it. Except for one exception, we all live within 25 minutes of each other (the central point being my childhood town; I’m one of the farthest away at the moment).

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