I’m sitting in my bed with my legs crossed, and if you catch me at the right moment, my head is sunk into my hands. I always sit with my legs crossed, even though my hips can’t handle it. 5 minutes of cross-legged sitting and it takes me at least 20 steps to work out… Continue reading Wordless.
I am on a first-ever coffee date with myself right now. Yes, Alyssa Cann…Tinnirella (still weird) is sitting in Baker and The Brew, with four chairs, and only one occupied. For those of you who know me, this will likely come as a shock. I don't do ANYTHING by myself (anxiety is a real bummer).… Continue reading First Date
**You're getting 302 words today. This is a draft from before I set off on this adventure and I wanted to share.** So I’ve had some bad luck. Or, I guess you could say I made one bad choice that led to quite a bit of bad luck in my career. I left the first… Continue reading 500 Words- Day 6| Just Bad Luck, Eh?
*Let me start by saying that I haven’t been to Church for something other than a wedding in…..well….. let's say 100 years. But it is also important to mention that growing up, we churched every Sunday AND I was a big fan of Vacation Bible School. So, despite popular belief, I am not Satan.* With… Continue reading God, The Lemonade Salesman
Usually (more often than not) am not a sentimental person. I have said "I love you" a hand full of times and most of them were to my pets or breakfast burritos. I love you's are often met with no response from me. A nod. A weird grumble. An awkward smile. A mumbled, "you too."… Continue reading Aly Tinn Things | The Finger Gun “I Love You”
An interesting tidbit about me – I am a big fan of adventuring. I love them. I have a bucket list a quarter mile long full of all the places I want to go, Instagram worthy walls I want to pose in front of, and food I want to try right after I take a… Continue reading Adventures| The Non Adventures of Alyssa
**Disclaimer: Sorry mom and dad-I swear. But what's important to remember here is that I love you. And granny pods aren't free.** You know, I used to think to myself “I wish I were just good at math.” Math seemed like the easiest means to an end. You are good at math, you go to… Continue reading A Wannabe Mathlete