Thursday, June 2, 2016

Cheers to the Challenges

Yaaay! but, also, boo!

I’ve had the good fortune of getting engaged somewhat recently. I often get asked how I knew my eternal boo was, “the one.” Now, this is a big question - and I have to say there wasn’t one exact moment, but many little moments that culminated in the feeling that me and homeboy could rock out forever and grow into super ultimate old people as a duo.


In my observation, typically when someone is asked a question of this nature the answer goes something like, “well, he’s just so sweet and he makes me laugh and he has such a big heart and we ride off into the sunset on unicorns together every night after he makes me fresh baked cupcakes which he spices with a single tear from his eye after reading me the haiku he wrote me while chopping wood and lifting super heavy things because he is both sensitive and manly.” All of which is totally true for me (except for one part- that’s right, the cupcakes are actually store bought. Can’t have it all, I guess).   

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Be Here. Now.

Well, that's one way to know where you are....

This concept has always been tough for me. I enjoy a good yoga class, though I may not take in or agree with every philosophy presented, I like a good sweat (my hair doesn't, but I digress) and I enjoy the fact that for a hot, humidity-laden hour, I am encouraged to be right where I am and focus on exactly what I’m doing and nothing else.
Carrying this concept outside of those doors is where the difficulty comes in. I have this tendency to try to predict everything. If I start something it’s not before I consider every possibility of exactly how it will end and what the next steps will be. If you know anything about life, anything at all, you know that this is impossible. Like, all the way not going to happen. So why do I do it? Why do you? Why do we? Let’s be in this together.

Friday, December 18, 2015

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Don't Be Happy

Hey, you...stop that. Just kidding, you're fabulous

Or do. But don’t. But it’s okay if you are. The end. Just kidding…

I feel like our culture places a lot of value on being happy. Happiness in itself is not a bad thing. Tons of things make me happy: food, sleep, other food, more sleep, naps, pizza….
But I think that’s dangerous. Being happy is good, but sometimes it's not important...