5 Ways to Smile on a Rainy Day

When I was little, every time it rained, my big sister would take me to get ice cream. We would dig through our purses, find all the pennies, nickles, and dimes we could, go to Maggie Moos, and share ice cream in a waffle cone. Even though I was around the age of 4, I’ll never forget those moments. Sticking my nose against the magical glass that seperated me from 13 tubs of sweet, creamy goodness and watching the man on the other side mix our favorite toppings in cotton candy ice cream and handing it to my sister. Outside the weather was wet and gloomy, but in my little heart, I was shaking with happiness in my rain boots!

20 years later, I have still only associated rain with happiness. I have my sister to thank for that.

Today is another one of those days. And today is no different from every rainy day that came before it.


I woke up and looked outside my window to a pouring, rain storm. Instead of going back to bed and letting the gloomy weather take over, I headed to my favorite cafe, found out that their Mocha is hot chocolate with a shot of espresso (*mind blown*), got my favorite BLT with a warm soup, and sat reading my favorite book for two hours in front of the fireplace. I took the long way home and enjoyed the wet view of my gorgeous suburbia. This has to have been one of my favorite rainy days so far.

Admittedly when I have told people how I treat rainy days, I’ve been met with some skepticism. Most people like to bury themselves under their covers and sleep all day until the rain goes away. Well, this is me saying jump out of your bed and enjoy the rainy day!

Here are some of my favorite ways:

1. Douse yourself in sugar!
When you think of happiness, what images come to mind? Cotton candy, snickers bars, snow cones, ice cream, anything that gives you a sugar rush. Dig through your house for some of that sugary, tasty goodness and you’ll fall under the spell of a sugar rush in no time! If all else fails, make hot chocolate! Here’s my sister’s secret recipe:

Step 1: Find Hershey’s bars.

Step 2: Melt on the stove.

Step 3: Mix into milk.

Step 4: Give to your baby sister and watch her spill it all over herself. Enjoy!

2. Curl up with your favorite book!
You can do no wrong when there’s a book in your hands! For rainy days, I like to save my dirties/funniest/most romantic novels or dig up old ones. There’s no pressure to finish the whole thing, maybe just skip to the middle where you know the juicy scenes are! You know which books I’m talking about. Fifity Shades, anyone? Nora Roberts, Sophie Kinsella, Nicholas Sparks? They write the best rainy day reads.

The book on my current rainy day list is A Total Waste of Makeup by Kim Gruenenfelder. It’s been a long time since I’ve found a book I can’t book down! I love this one!

3. Open up all the windows! Invite the rain inside!

(Just don’t light some candles; then things can get a little depressing… unless they smell good! Then there’s nothing depressing about that, right?)

There’s a reason why some people can’t fall asleep unless they listen to the sound of rain. There is something so peaceful about the sound of the pitter-patter of rain drops on the ground. We live in a world where the majority of the noises we hear are car horns blasting, iPhones ringing, and people typing away on their keyboard. When was the last time you opened the window and just listened? What a better day to start than on a glorious rainy day.

Perhaps the only noise prettier is the noise that comes after the rain, when the birds come out chirping and the wind blows through the rain left on the ground. Quiet and cool.

4. Check the temperature!

It has been in the single digits in Virginia lately, and just when us Virginians thought it couldn’t get any colder, it began to rain today. But as I was driving home, I looked at the temperature gauge in my car and realized it was 60 degrees! Unbelievable! We associate rain with the cold but in actuality, the rain only comes when it’s nice outside, otherwise it wouldn’t be rain, but sleet or snow. And who doesn’t get excited by 60 degree, gorgeous weather!

5. Cuddle!

Get your bestie or boyfriend and cuddle up on the couch under a blanket and watch your favorite movie (with the windows open, of course!). There’s nothing like the warmth of another body while watching your favorite flick. Not only will the raindrops be spilling into your home, but the endorphins will flow! In the words of Elle Woods,

There you have it! Some of my favorite ways to get an instant boost of happiness on rainy, dreary days!

And if all else fails, take a nap and dream of great weather!



Daily Prompt: What Nerds Find Funny


Daily Prompt: Ha Ha Ha
Tell us a joke! Knock-knock joke, long story with a unexpected punchline, great zinger — all jokes are welcome!

Having graduated with Biomathematics and Math Education majors, I have learned a ton of math and science jokes and bad pick up lines along the way (you have to keep the kids interested somehow! Although many of these are not child appropriate, ironically I learned a large number from professors and kids throughout the years). Most of the time when I tell them I have to explain them so if you’re not a total dork like me, don’t worry! I’ve explained them here too:

So, here’s a compilation of some nerdy jokes I know. Enjoy!

A neutron walks into a bar and asks the bartender how much. The bartender says, “for you, no charge!”
Explanation: a Neutron is a neutral atom as opposed to protons and electrons which are positively and negatively charged respectively.

Can I be your first derivative so I can lay tangent to your curves?
Explanation: the first derivative of an equation is the equation to find the line tangent to a curve. For example,
y= x^2 +3
y’= 2x <– this line is tangent to y (touches y at only one point)

Can I be your third derivative so I can explore your concavity?
Explanation: third derivatives find out where and if the curve is concave up (like a cup) or concave down (like an upside down U)

You must be the square root of -1 because you can’t be real.
Explanation: the square root of -1 is 1i, an imaginary number.

If I were sin2x and you were cos2x , together we’d be ONE!
Explanation: sin2x+cos2x=1

Why is 1 the sluttiest number? It goes into everything
Explanation: 1/1=1, 2/1=2, 3/1=3

I love this daily prompt! Here are some other jokes other daily prompt-ers are posting:

Carpe nerDiem! Happy Friday!

Carpe nerDiem!

I joke, I kid, and I make fun of myself, but here’s the real deal: I absolutely love being a nerd.

I get to read books, do math problems, and watch science YouTube videos while sitting in my bedroom which is decorate in tons of Superman memorabilia. I’m the girl that sits in the front of the class (partly because I’m short, partly because I’m a teacher’s pet), asks a ton of questions, and raises my hand to answer everything. You’d probably sit next to me in class if you want extra help or to cheat off my test.

But guess what, I get away with it because I’m a nerd. It’s like, my life excuse for doing whatever I want to do.

Think about it: think back to high school and the queen blonde bee who had it made. If you can’t think of someone, or perhaps that was you in high school (in which case, go away… j/k), think Regina George.

Exhibit A: Queen Blonde Bee Regina George

This girl could do no wrong. She walked around with holes cut out around her boobs and made it a fashion statement. Regina George is no nerd.

But, if she started watching science videos and invited you over for a Star Wars movie marathon, what would you do? The world would be flipped turned upside down.

Can Regina George be captain of the Debate team? A member of the Chess club? LARP on the campus lawn? Be the seeker for the campus Quidditch team?

Or worse… date someone who is?

Exhibit A does not belong in the nerd world and would never fit in.

Regina George is restricted by her social status. You see, when you’re a nerd, there are no restrictions on life. That’s probably why the “popular kids” make fun of the nerds; they’re just jealous they could never walk around in a Superman cape or with their Elder Wand.

Exhibit B: Nerd Avi

Exhibit B: Nerd Avi

I, on the other hand, could have a Star Trek movie marathon (not that I would. Star Wars is much better) AND walk around with holes cut out around my boobs and it would still be ok. I might get made fun of but let’s be honest, I’m going to be made fun of regardless. I stopped caring about that a long time ago.

Which is really what it boils down to, isn’t it? Being able to do what you want when you feel like it without having to worry about what someone is saying about you. In all honesty, being “popular” or whatever you want to call it is way too much pressure. I would much rather walk around pretending to put spells on people with my Elder Wand than worry about which days I am and am not allowed to wear pink so I don’t have to eat lunch by myself. As long as you think you’re cool enough at the end of the day, that’s all that matters. Then, hey, if you have to eat lunch alone, at least you’re hanging out with someone you think is pretty cool! Seriously, I could amuse myself for hours.

But you know what’s even better? Having family and friends who love you for who you are. Because who’s Superman without Lois Lane? Chewbacca without Han Solo? R2D2 without C3PO? I am so thankful for my incredible family and friends who love my nerdiness and actually religiously read my blog because they want to, ask me math problems because they need help and/or because they know I love doing math, and watch Star Wars/Superman/Batman movie marathons with me because they love them to.

Being a nerd is awesome and I wouldn’t want to be anything else. Life is too short to care what other people think about you.

Live long and prosper.

May the force be with you.

Carpe NerDiem!

Eat the Stupid Chip

Have you ever saved that one nacho in the center of the plate for the very end? You know which one I’m talking about; the delicious hub of all the cheese, sour cream, guacamole, and chili. It was just way to good to eat first, so you wait and eat all around it, sometimes violating it and using it for dipping other chips into. And then you wait until the very end so you can enjoy that glorious chip… all…by…itself.

How’s that been working out for ya?

Delayed gratification: the root of all evil. The excuse we give ourselves to not enjoy happiness that second. So we can ride the wave of anticipation until that magical moment when we can take a bite into happiness.

But have you ever wondered how that happiness would compare if we simply enjoyed it from the first second instead of waiting?

Well, here’s what I’ve been realizing more and more lately: the longer I delay gratification, the magnitude of happiness that I could experience decreases over time.

Because you know what happens to the good nacho chip? It gets soggy.

Or worse: someone else eats it. (I could have killed her…)


But what happens if we just ate the chip right then and there? We can be as happy as possible and even a half an hour later we still experience the high of a great nacho!

So next time, kick delayed gratification to the curb and eat the stupid chip. Unless of course, you like soggy chips.

Or you’re out for blood.

Much Luv,


My Human Tagline: Loquacious Indian Brat

Daily Prompt: Tagline http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/06/19/daily-prompt-tagline/

Often, our blogs have taglines. But what if humans did, too? What would your tagline be?

Loquacious Indian Brat.

The three words in the English language that describe me the best.

Loquacious: because I never stop talking. Seriously, it’s an issue.

Indian: because it defines who I am. My culture. My heritage. Where I come from.

Brat: because I cannot deny it anymore. I am such a brat.

Oh yeah, probably nerd somewhere in there too… since I love studying and books and all… 😎

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My sister recently told me that when I was little, everyone used to say I was going to be an artist because I have long fingers (I always just thought they were just man-hands. Who knew!). I thought I would check out what my “innate ability” was capable of. Not too shabby I guess! I still draw the way I used to when I was 7.

Side note: I do remember always drawing myself wearing a crown. I guess I’ve been bratty from the beginning… hmm another potential tagline, I suppose!

Much Luv,