Better Sleep Better Me; Better Snooze Better You!😴✨

Do you ever struggle with sleeping at night? Are you what they call a night owl?
I knew I wasn’t the only one! I get it. Sometimes you’re just not tired, sometimes there’s way too much on your mind to be able to rest. Sometimes you’re busy trying to finish things before the next day. Sometimes you just can’t get comfortable. I have the same issues. Well, until I started researching and learning more about the subject, and using a few tips.

Do you know what happens during a nap or full night of sleep? Do you know why it’s important to be getting enough hours of sleep each night?

May is better sleep month to encourage people to establish better sleeping patterns and learn more about what really goes on while we sleep.
Here’s a graphic of the sleep cycle for more information, along with some of my tips for a better nights sleep.

leesa_sleep_cycle_x2_v03Learn anything interesting? You’re probably eager to know those tips I have so without further ado, let’s get ready for bed;)

1 sheep, 2 sheep, 3 sheep, 4-

Are you falling asleep yet? Does counting sheep help you fall asleep? Me either! My tips below will work a lot better. Trust me.

12 Ways I Ensure I Get A Good Nights Sleep:

1. Try to be busy throughout the day. I find that I get my best nights of sleep when I’ve had a work day or I’ve been out of the house for a few hours. Workout, go out with friends/family, whatever gets you active for a while.

2. Limit your naps. I know naps can be good, but too much of anything is bad right?Sometimes you think you’ll only take a little cat nap, next thing you know you’re waking up hours later thinking it’s the next morning and you’re left wide awake for the rest of the night.

3. Try not to sleep in. Simple enough. There were times I would sleep until 2 PM. I would end up falling asleep around 2 AM.s

4. Have a full meal. I try to have a filling meal a couple of hours before bed or have a snack right before. Who can fall asleep on an empty, growling stomach?

5. Limit light and electronic devices. This should be a no-brainer. I can’t fall asleep if the TV is on, I’m blogging, or liking pictures on Instagram.

6. Read a book right before bed. I find that if I read during bedtime my eyes will get tired quickly and I’ll be able to fall asleep.

7. Try to go to sleep and wake up around the same time. Develop a sleeping pattern. Once I started doing this it was like my body knew exactly what time it was, what time to go to bed and when it’s time to wake up.

8. A hot shower or bubble bath will definitely relax you for a good nights sleep.

9. Temperature. I don’t know about you but I can’t sleep if it’s too hot or too cold. The temperature has to be just right. I like the temperature to be steady also, or have plenty cover ready. Sometimes I have the air on and after a few hours I find myself waking up trying to wrap up in more cover.

10. Wherever I’m sleeping has to be neat and clean. Can you agree? If you can’t work properly in a mess without discomfort, i’m sure you can’t sleep there either.

11. Don’t fight it! I can’t count how many times I’ve tried to fight my sleep just because I was trying to get something done. You’re just going to be missing out on time that you could be resting, you might even win that battle and wake yourself back up! It’s happened to me before.

12. Have a great mattress of course! If you want, you can check out Sweet Home’s review on the Leesa, an online luxury mattress that you can try for 100 nights risk free!

Not getting enough sleep not only affects your mind and body, but also your appearance. They don’t call it beauty sleep for nothing! Sleep better this May, and every other month from now on:)

I hope you’ve found this post and my tips useful. What tips can you add? Leave a comment below.


Featured image from Pixabay.

To Survive..✨

Graphic images included.

Recently, I was nominated to do The Smile Tag. In the tag you’re supposed to post a few pictures of yourself smiling, or pictures that make you smile and a little about it. One of the pictures I shared was a picture of me smiling a few months after a terrible car accident. Looking back on it and reflecting on it briefly I decided I wanted to tell the full story of that day. I feel like it was significant enough and I will definitely never forget that life changing event.

On January 16, 2015 I woke up thinking it would be another normal day. The first thing I did was text my dad, who was out of town at the time, to tell him Happy Birthday! Most of the day consisted of hanging outside with my uncle and cousin. Around 6 PM we decided to go visit my uncle’s daughter. My cousin was getting tired so he fell asleep waiting for us to get ready. After I was ready, I saw my cousin asleep on his back, snoring with his mouth open lol I wanted to capture this to show him later so I opened my Ipad camera and started to record. The problem was I started recording on front face cam by accident and got myself for only a second. Obviously that isn’t what I wanted to capture so I stopped and then turned the camera facing my cousin and recorded. I didn’t want to wake him up but I knew he wanted to come with us. I’m so indecisive I stood for about 5-10 minutes just deciding on what I should do. Finally something told me to wake him up and I did.

We were in a small truck and I was sitting in the middle, by this time it was around 7:30 PM. My cousin was asleep on the passenger side with his head leaning against the window. For a second I look out of his window and was frozen in place at what I saw coming. I can’t remember the color of the van now, I believe white or gray but I can remember how fast it was coming towards us. There as no avoiding this accident. I thought it was going to be our last day…

“This is it. This is how my life ends and there is nothing I can do about it.” That was my exact thought in that exact moment. It all happened so quickly! I was accepting what I knew I had no control over. The strange thing about it was that I know it was meant to happen the way it did. If I had left without thinking for those few minutes If I should wake my cousin or not, maybe we would have passed that street way before the van got there. If we did somehow still meet with the van, the crash would have been a lot worse for us, but more specifically for me. I felt guilty for a little while because my cousin wouldn’t have been involved if it wasn’t for me. But life works in mysterious ways. I had to remind myself that he would be more hurt if that crash did take my life. The doctors said we were lucky to be so tightly seated together or the impact would have been far worse. We basically helped shield each other in a way. The van hit us on my cousins side. Which means he was waking up to being hit, imagine his fear and confusion. I was crawling out of his window because the door wouldn’t open and at the same time he was yelling at me to hurry. I think we were both frustrated, confused, and wanting to get out of the totaled truck. I was so confused I thought we were hit while turning a corner but we were actually going straight, and spun around.

When I got all the way out I didn’t even notice my injuries, I was just angry and yelling at the woman that hit us, she was freaking out. Apparently she didn’t even have a license or it was suspended. Something was the issue. My cousin and I both suffered from serious injuries and had to be rushed to the hospital. For one, his head was leaning against the window so he had pieces of glass stuck in different places on his face, arm, and hand. My nose was fractured, both eyes were swollen and black, with other lacerations and bruises on my knees, hands, and face including forehead and hairline area. I can still remember everyone around me telling me I needed to sit down because my face was covered in blood, and I literally mean covered! I felt the warmth coming down my face like thick tears but I didn’t feel any pain. I wasn’t worried about that, I was just angry and worried about my cousin who was laying on the ground screaming in pain. I ran to his side and asked him what hurts… He said “everything.” My uncle said I showed a lot of courage that day.

My dad had to fly in from New York on his Birthday. Of course he did’t care about that, he was just glad I was okay but still, that’s got to be a horrible birthday present. Hearing that your child is being rushed to the hospital. Not knowing how serious things are and if they’ll survive. I wondered the same but I did survive, I’m thankful we all survived. He was there by my side and held my hand as I got my stitches. I was afraid and he tried his best to keep me calm. It didn’t help that my doctor was nervous, it was his FIRST time doing stitches on the bridge of someones nose. Yes, he kind of stuck me the wrong way once, not too badly but he managed to safely get the procedure done. The hospital was kind of low on doctors and rooms, I was actually placed in the hallway so we had to take what we could get I guess. After surviving, I realized that if I hadn’t, I would have left this Earth unsatisfied with my life. It was definitely an eye opening moment.💕

If blood and bruises disturb you I suggest not reading any further.

Remember I mentioned taking a couple videos before we left? Here is a screenshot of those videos. You can also see the bruising on my legs. Notice the amount of seconds taken for each of the 2 videos though. My video was 1 second, my cousins video was 16 seconds. 1.16= January 16th. This was not planned and I didn’t notice it until we were back home from the hospital. The last shot of us before the wreck with the seconds equal to the date. Weird right? Guess it’s just another strange coincidence. Again, life is so mysterious.

My 1 second video was so awkward and I’m glad I don’t have those lopsided glasses anymore, lol!

but…😢 (beware the below pictures)




Here’s where it get’s graphic… Not a pretty sight just a warning, but it shows my healing process.


I was also dealing with a lot of insecurities at this time. I wasn’t happy with the large size of my nose, forehead, the bags under my eyes or even my smile and this often made me have negative thoughts about my appearance when looking in the mirror or taking pictures. I didn’t feel beautiful. Or maybe I didn’t feel like the standard of beauty. People often make fun of you if you have a big forehead (“5 head as the teens call it in school”) or big nose. Ironically, these features I disliked so much were the main ones to get damaged during the car accident. I thought to myself, “now I really won’t be pretty enough.” But everyone kept telling me I would heal so quickly and I started realizing that I had been taking life and myself for granted. Appearance should be the least of worries. We all have imperfections, we all experience tragedy but those imperfections and tragedies make us who we are.They make us unique. Unique is beautiful! Life is beautiful! Life is also short…So stop taking it for granted.

This is just a weird doodle I made on SnapChat during that time.

The last 2 pictures are from today. You can see that I still have the scars but they’re very faint, you can only see them this well up close. Sometimes I wish they would completely fade but then again, I’m glad I have the reminder of a life changing event. Although it was tragic, I was forced to accept myself for who I was inside AND OUT (you’ll know more about this when I talk about my hair journey.) I was forced to see that beauty is so much more than features. I was forced to realize that I needed to make changes in my life for the better. So in the end, things weren’t so tragic after all. I want you to know that if you’re going through anything right now, you will survive.✨


Watching sunset with the trees🌳🌅

(All images are my own, I am not a photographer.)

On Friday, May 12th, I decided to watch the sunset from my balcony for the first time. Not just the first time on my balcony, but for the first time period. I didn’t plan on watching the sunset that day, I just happened to be in the living room with Izabelle and glanced out the window. This is what I saw stepping out:

Of course you see the trees want to watch also so they’re  kind of in my way.. It was still beautiful.

Izabelle was with me the whole time. She was mainly watching birds and cars by☺️💕

😂 Woah.

Minutes later:

By this point I was getting excited, and jealous of the trees front row seats at the same time.

Here’s the best moment (and I’m sure the trees can agree also)💛

Zooming in

The sky looks painted right? It’s beautiful.

My boyfriend and I will be going to the park near our apartment when the weather is really nice to watch for a better view. I’ll post that one too✨

Have you ever watched the sunset? Where did you watch? Did you take pictures? Comment below.🌅

Words of the week✨

This post was meant for yesterday, but since I took the day off here we are today. Most of these words come from Merriam-Webster,, and WordThink’s words of the week but I will also be adding a few choices of my own.

So without further ado, let’s learn some new words✨

Tetchy- Bad tempered and irritable 

Sophistry- Tricking someone by making a seemingly clever argument 

Saudade- A deep emotional state of pensive sadness longoing for a person or thing that is absent (in Portuguese folk culture)

Upbraid- To criticize severely; find fault with (I honestly would have thought this was a hairstyle🤦🏽‍♀️)

Furtive- Done in a quiet and secretive way to avoid being noticed, typically because of guilt or belief that being discovered will lead to trouble

Billet-Doux- A love letter 💌 (oooh. Pronounced bil-ey-doo; I’ve also heard “billy do” lol)

Vade-mecum- A handbook/guide/something that is regularly carried at hand for ready reference (pronounced vay-dee-me-kum)

My Choices:

Ardent- Intensely enthusiastic or passionate 

Ineffable- Too great to be expressed in words

Oblivion- The state of being unaware or unconscious of what is happening around you; forgetting or being completely forgotten (I’m sure we all know this word but I just like it lol so it made the list)

That’s it for this week. This is what I will do, post 7 words from the websites I mentioned above and then 3 of my own choices. That way it evens out to 10.

Now we’ve learned words and basic math☺️

Have you used any of these words before? Are any of them new to you? Any words you think I would like? Comment below💕

Before I log off for the night…


Hocus pocus???

Nope. Holus-Bolus. 

Maybe I’m behind but this is my first time seeing this word. I decided to check out the word of the day again, since I’m always interested in words and especially learning new ones. 

One of the words was “Holus-Bolus” (I’ll post the screenshots) which means all at once.

The other words are lanuginous and specious:

“Downy; Lanugo is also an English word used to refer to the soft woolly hair that covers the fetus of some mammals.”

Or “superficially pleasing, but actually wrong.” “Misleading in appearance, especially misleadingly attractive.”

I think I’m going to keep up with the word of the day, or pick my own words. A few times a week at least. Hmmm🤔 

We’ll see how it goes.

Let me know what you think or if you’ve used any of these words before.


Blog Hostage😧

Today I decided to do things a little differently. The past few days I’ve noticed I’ve been really tired, sleeping in, and not completing my tasks on my To Do lists. I decided not to have that happen again, I was feeling the laziness kick in- Nope not today! If I was going to get anything done, I had to just get up and do it.

I had to b r e a k  f r e e ! (For a day☺️ lol, I might do this more often though honestly)

I knew that if I posted this morning, I would have gotten trapped in the WordPress community spending majority of my time reading posts and replying to comments. You may think it doesn’t take that long but it does! And I only have 300 followers. I can only imagine how long it takes those who have thousands! Blogging is very time consuming and at times we all become what I like to call, blog hostages.

We want to make content, read content, and reply to our comments of course. But we also make plans and commitments to do things other than blogging yet once we log in, it seems we’re logged in longer than we expected or really wanted to be. This can also include social media.

I feel so much better completing my tasks first and then coming to visit the blogging community, without worrying about how many things I need to check off while being “held hostage.”

So here’s what I’ve done today so far- The only thing else I will be doing is having my blog time of course, working on some tags I received, reading, and watching Pretty Little Liars.

  • Fed pets 
  • Fed myself
  • Watched The Real
  • Cleaned kitchen (dishes & guinea pig area)
  • Cleaned/Vacuumed entire apartment 
  • Showered after cleaning since I knew I’d be hot & sweaty. Yuck
  • Uploaded video to guinea pigs YouTube channel
  • Posted to social media 
  • Went out on the balcony (it’s pretty hot today so didn’t stay out too long.)
  • Signed up for the Typewriter Project over on Mahriya’s blog
  • Made an email just for my blog; finally sent to Cheila
  • Brainstormed and wrote future blog post ideas
  • Yesterday I said I would research or look up something and I ended up looking up the word of the day from a few sites: 

Have you used any of these words before?

I feel like there’s a lot more to add, I’m always forgetting something but all in all I still feel like today has been very productive, and one of my better days within this past week which I’m really thankful for.✨

How has your day been? Did you complete your tasks? Have you been a blog hostage all day? Comment below.

Fun Friday #6 “Meet Izabelle/Izellah?”😻

Happy Fun Friday everyone!

(This post will include lots of pictures)

Before I begin, I’d like to thank everyone who gave their opinions to help me decide on her name. I love both names (Izabelle & Izellah) but I keep seeing and thinking Izabelle when I look at her. Both names have a special meaning so fitting for her that it was hard choosing between the two. If you read yesterday’s To do list you know that Izabelle means “God is my vow” and Izellah means “little princess” and that she is- a little princess. My little princess. But I also feel like having her was meant to be. Maybe she can have both lol! So far (including your comments) majority like Izabelle best.

I actually wanted a male kitten but out of all the cats we’ve seen, she is the one who really spoke to my heart. I know she was placed with me for a greater reason than me picking her out from the others.

This is how it all started…

My boyfriend and I went to the pet store on Monday just to check out some guinea pigs. We had went a few days earlier but they didn’t have any. I like to check on them often to make sure the employers are keeping them in decent conditions, to see all the different looks and personalities they have, and to sometimes film for a segment I call “Pet Shop Adventures” on my guinea pig’s YouTube channel. We were going to wait a little longer to find the perfect kitten but for some reason on this day we decided we had to have one already. Cats are my favorite animals, I love animals in general but my heart is truly with felines. My boyfriend prefers dogs but our apartment doesn’t allow them.
Now after looking at the adorable piggies they had we decided to look around more. That’s when little Dillinger caught our eyes.

(Look how small the cages are)

Dillinger is about 1 year old and he was super sweet! I pet him through the small cage openings for at least 15 minutes it felt like, he was lonvinnnn it!

Right when we were deciding to go ahead and adopt him the lady at the desk says, “Do you have children? Cause’ I have to tell you, he is not good with kids and we can’t let him go to any home with them. He also scratched a young boys finger earlier and drew blood.”


We were both very sad about this. It was like we had our new pet and just like that, he was gone already.
But why? We don’t have any kids.
Well, my family has a lot of kids. We plan on having my cousins, nieces/nephews over often this summer, so that wouldn’t really work out for Dillinger, or the kids. I felt like I had lost hope. I don’t know, I couldn’t explain the feeling. The lady at the desk then told us she would look online at a near by store and show us what cats they have….
They actually had a girl name Hope. I didn’t get any pictures of her myself and I think she may have been adopted because I can’t find her on the adoption site anymore. Hope is a stray cat, she’s been with different shelters since December 2016. Again, we wanted a male cat but Hope was pretty. She was a gray and orange tabby cat and had been looking for a forever home for a while so we decided to go check her out. We didn’t even look through the others so we didn’t see my Izabelle. Who’s name at the time was actually Stephanie.
When we arrived we immediately went to the cat adoption area, we had to move quickly because we were informed that adoptions close at 8 PM. It was already about 7:30.

There was no employee at the desk but we instantly saw Hope and about a second later I look over to the right corner, all by herself I see “Stephanie.” She looked very small so I thought she may be a year or younger. We checked Hope out first, her fur was so soft but we couldn’t feel too long. She was very shy and reserved. She didn’t want to be touched too long. I assume it’s because something tragic happened while she was a stray.
We decided to give her some space and check Stephanie out.
When we get closer to her cage we are shocked at how thin she is but she wasn’t very shy. She immediately came up to my hand, sniffing and rubbing against it mostly. She even meowed so much, even more if we stopped rubbing her or walked away only a few steps. I assume she was saying “Please stay, please give me lots of love.” So I stayed and gave her lots of love☺️

I read her kennel card to get more information and she is 2 years old!

This sweet baby girl is underweight, weighing 6 pounds. Female cats at 2 years should weigh between 8-12 pounds. She is also on medication for a cold. There was no way I could let her stay in a small cage in the condition she was in, and just how sweet she was! My mind was made.

She looks so sad in the cage. You can easily see how skinny she is..

I still felt really sad because Hope still needed her forever home, I wished I could rescue them both. Unfortunately I don’t think I could have even if I could… if that makes any sense. They say Hope should be housed as an only pet, or with an older relaxed cat.

An employee finally comes to the desk and we tell her we want to adopt Stephanie. She tells us about her weight, how much to feed her, and all about her medication. She also tells us that we would not be able to adopt at the time because it would take at least 40 minutes to fill out all the paper work and get approved and they had to close down at 8. Luckily she was able to keep her held for us until the next day but I was still bummed. We told Stephanie we would be back, and went on home. We were sent home with an application to fill out. I thought about her all night and all morning when Tuesday arrived, I was so excited and so ready to get her out of that cage.
My boyfriend and I get to the adoption center at about 6 PM, and there little Stephanie is, waiting for us still.
But some series of unfortunate events just always has to happen. Always. That’s my life it seems.
There’s a different employee this time and she tells us that Stephanie can’t be adopted out for another day because they need to keep an eye on her, her bowel movements weren’t normal. She also told us not to worry because it could be just from the medication.
At this point should I give up and just get another cat? Or none and continue to wait for the “perfect” one? No. I was disappointed and even getting angry but if I wanted to help her I had no choice but to wait yet another day. We turn in our application and leave without.
Wednesday morning I didn’t wake up as excited. I experienced doubt throughout the day because I just felt like we were going to get bad news again. They also said they would call us, and to call them if they hadn’t by 2:30 PM
Well I called about 5 times before I got an answer so you can imagine my frustration and doubt. I texted my boyfriend who was at work telling him they aren’t answering, and to try to call if he could. I wasn’t giving up! I called that last time after I sent the text and they answer and tell me sorry. The lady said she meant to call earlier and let me know that we were approved, her bowels were much better and we could come get her.
We can come get her!!!
So much excitement in that moment. After all of the doubt.

Hours later, she was in her new home. I love her so much already and she loves me☺️ She’s also very fragile so we have to be gentle with her, you can feel all of her bones… breaks my heart.

She got in this adorable position under the blanket all on her own💕

I plan to keep you all updated on her health and weight as best I can (I don’t have a scale at the moment)

My mission is to give Izabelle (or Izabelle Izellah lol) the best loving home she’s ever had and help her gain back her health. I’m ready to see the great progress and transition and share the journey with all of you.💖