Happy Birthday, Mama! The Bye Bye Beyoncé (Texas Queen) Party was a smashing success. When I sat down to write this post a week later, I thought I’d be able to find the words to describe the joy and love I felt, but I truly can’t. I was overwhelmed with love, affection, and happiness. From…
I went to the gym instead of writing of this post.
My puppy dawg, my lil buddy, my constant companion … and morning and evening walks on the beach with her, especially when nali poop dances come into play or when she sits down and refuses to leave Poison ivy bonding with my fbgf4lyfe reconnection … a wine night and finally trying the Cassidy’s grilled cheese…
Hey, I can’t help it if inspiration struck from a beer ad … I’m grateful this week for a chance to chill, to take things easy, to embrace a certain limbo that’s both inevitable and inevitably frustrating. I’m also grateful for: my mama! but we all knew that, it’s just that mother’s day was last…
My whole life, I wanted to live by the ocean. It’s downright magical how the ocean can transform you—ground you, excite you, annoy you. The ocean is an all-encompassing real but mystical, concrete but ethereal force. It’s a study in contrasts, like so many of us, and I’m so grateful for my (daily) time spent…
After an exhausting stint that involved 5 days in an RV in the desert at Stagecoach straight into a three-day west to east coast business trip, I got back last night completely drained—and with drainage in my throat. I try so hard to keep myself from getting sick by being cognizant of my fatigue, both…
I’m at Stagecoach. Can you believe it? Pretty stoked. I thought I’d post from here, but I won’t. So stay tuned for next week’s gratitude list. In the interim, know that I am really, really grateful for the gifts in my life. Super Happy birthday wishes tomorrow to an awesome someone! *tk = magazine=speak…
I’m grateful for a relatively pain-free life, for a body that is strong and lets me do all kinds of cool shit. I’m grateful I get to go on adventures, play sports, do yoga, walk my dog, and even sit without being in pain. Last week I had an inflamed disc, this week I have…
When I tell people that my brother and I had an absolute blast skiing in the rain last weekend in Park City, the reaction across the board is “but rain isn’t good for skiing.” No, friends, it’s not. But what is good for skiing is attitude, and our entire day centered around a sense of…
The desert is supposed to reset you, right? Well I didn’t spend long enough in Joshua Tree to set myself up for this whirlwind week. Nothing went the way I planned, at all, any day this week. I was stressed. I was overwhelmed. I just couldn’t even. But, Thursday night we made it to Park…