Brady's Blog

My parents came to town this weekend to spend some time in Casper, Wyoming. Let's be honest, there really isn't much to do in Casper but the main activity that was planned was a quick trip to Martin's Cove. For those unfamiliar with this historical location, Martin's Cove was a main thoroughfare for early Western travelers. The Oregon Trail, the California Trail, and the Mormon Trail all made their way through this area with its landmarks including Devil's Gate and Rattlesnake Gorge. As a part of the experience, visitors are given the opportunity to walk the trails that these pioneers of Western American civilization walked as they forged forward to their destinations. Unfortunately we did not schedule enough energy to make the 5-mile trek but we made sure to make our way through the visitors center and the surrounding buildings to learn more about specifically the Mormon pioneers. This area is significant for me and my family as my ancestors came through as ear...

I realize it has been a long time since I updated this blog. I have been focusing so much on my other blog (IMP-Opinion.blospot.com) that I haven't been loyal to people interested in my life. But let's be honest, very few of you reading this are not a part of my family. If you are not a member of my family and you find yourself reading this...AWESOME!!! Welcome to my life! Since I have 10 months to cover in one post I will make things brief, and what is more brief than bullet points!? - Oct 2015 I got a job! - Nov 2015 Decided to forego grad school for a time for financial reasons - Dec 2015 found myself as a 20-something single male living in my parents basement - Jan 2016 Secided to change previous bullet point...and got promoted at work - Jan 2016 Moved to Wyoming (don't ask me why) - Feb 2016 Really began adulting (aka bought car, job with benefits, etc) - Feb-May 2016 Worked my butt of at my job - June 2016 ANOTHER PROMOTION!! - July 2016 Regretted acce...

Almost exactly two years ago (Oct. 14, 2013 to be exact), I opened up about my struggle with Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD). It was very hard to open up about it then and is still a topic that I don't discuss often because it is a weakness and an imperfection and, let's be honest, who really wants to talk about how weak and imperfect they are all the time. The last time I wrote about this was two years ago when, after a complicated year, the symptoms came on much earlier than previously experienced. To bring you up to speed, later that winter, I had a dear friend who lovingly pressured me (aka. gave me a ride and sat with me) into seeking professional help. The professional confirmed everything that I already knew and gave me a graduated diagnosis. My SAD was progressive. Simply put, my depression doesn't totally go away during the spring and summer months anymore. It is muted during this period but still finds a way to surge to its full strength again when the se...

The Labor Day tradition in my family has been to attend the State Fair for as long as I can remember. Although my mom was out of town and my dad was working, I was happy that I could continue the tradition with some good friends. After an "early" start (10:30am) of shopping and lunch, my friends and I began our fair experience by searching for a parking spot. Last year, I was tipped off to an area of free parking that was super close to one of the entrances. Apparently, over the space of a year a lot of other people have been tipped off to it as well. Needless to say, we had to walk a good distance just to get in so that we could walk some more. Once inside, we met up with a few friends and immediately made our way to the rides and games. Due to the outrageous prices (for me) and the fear of puking on the array of strange rides (my friends) we did nothing more than walk around and talk. Occasionally the talking took form of a foreign accent to try to persuade game screame...

To be 100 percent clear, my favorite F-word is "free" (hopefully you didn't think it were a different one), but since I now have your attention I will proceed with the next best thing. Football. As I have mentioned over the last few posts, I have multiple dreams and passions in life and this week, my excitement could hardly be contained in preparation for what I believe is one of the best weekends of the year. Rather than reviewing my entire week, I will simply start by saying that on a few, un-numbered occasions I may have let out a loud "eek" whenever commercials for upcoming games aired. Yesterday, I was fortunate that my father left the house for a little bit a couple of times so I could get some hyper energy out. Unlike Saturday mornings when the games are on early, I had to wait (very impatiently) for the 4:00pm start time. Torture. When the Carolina blue and the garnet helmets flashed on the screen, my eyes got big. Then I saw Steve Spurrier. Sure i...

After my last post about my dream #236 of 842 (yes, I used random numbers), I had a few people come to me with the question, "Then, what is your #1 dream?" This did not cause any pause on my behalf. I knew immediately in a general sense what my biggest dream is. (For the sake of this post I will call it my Dream.) I doubt this will be a surprise to anyone but I might as well clear the air for those who asked the question. I personally dislike the term "hopeless romantic" because on the surface it sounds like there is no hope to get what is wanted out of love. This being said, I am a "hopeful romantic". I know that love is good and that I can get everything I want and need from love. That is why my Dream revolves exclusively around my future family. As a kid I had two main goals. Go to college and get married. Well, I have graduated college without getting married so that means I still have one goal left to achieve. Although when it happens, it may no...

In two weeks time, the fashion world will be buzzing and for the duration of the month, new designs will be on display throughout the four corners of the fashion world: New York, London, Milan, and Paris. Those of you who know me also know that somewhere along the line, I got hit by the fashion bug. By looking at me and what I wear you may never guess that but I will say that if I had more money and opportunity, my personal style would be a reflection of the best of the best from the world of sartorial prowess. September 10 is the beginning of New York Fashion Week as designers and style mavens from all over the world congregate in Lincoln Center and surrounding venues to see what is "in" for fashion. Once this fashion week concludes the processions move to London for a week, then Milan, and ending in what many consider the fashion capital of the world, Paris on October 7. One of my favorite things to do, it to look through as many collections as I can (mainly menswear ...