Month: May 2011

1) My weekend furniture project is… still in progress.  But hopeful – mighty, mighty hopeful. 2) I’m going to do something different in June.  See you back here on the blog on Friday, July 1st.

Memorial Day weekend.  Aren’t you so glad? My very long hair is currently twisted into two tight French braids, which I will release tomorrow into a crazy mane. I am heading to Home Depot tonight to get the supplies to refinish some bedroom furniture.  If it turns out well, expect a celebratory picture post.  If…

I promise to not make this blog into one never-ending series called “What I’m Reading – and So Should You!”  But – sue me, people – I’m reading a lot right now.  And unless you want to hear about my dream last night (I killed a wild hog), then thank your lucky stars that it’s…

If you think I won’t be reading this, well.  You just don’t know me very well at all, now, do you?

Last month, I attended TedxMileHigh, which was monumentally perspective shifting.  If you ever have a chance to go to a TED conference, go go go. One of the speakers was Libby Birky, co-founder of the SAME Café, Denver’s first pay-what-you-can restaurant.  Ever since hearing about it, I’d been wanting to check it out – so…

I mean, you guys.  Have you been watching? I caught up last night, and had tears rolling down my face. This is the greatest show. I love that the contestant’s weight loss is something that they cannot fake – you watch their physical transformation over the period of 4 months, and no amount of special…

Since our last rendezvous, some things have happened. 1) BOOKS When it comes to books these days, I am insatiable. I absolutely devoured “The Hunger Games.”  This series is all the rage, and I know that a lot of you have read them.  No spoilers here, except to say that I have not enjoyed a…

This past Saturday morning when I was out on a walk, I got the mother of all sunburns.  I was over a mile closer to the sun than many of you, AND I’m pigment-deficient – it’s only natural. By Saturday afternoon, I was radiating so much heat, you could have fried an egg on my…

I’ve spent a lot of years getting okay with sadness. While we live in a culture that tells us that, through various forms of self-medication, sadness is to be avoided at all costs, I have learned that sometimes, you just need to feel sad.  Lean into the pain.  Don’t do anything to try to change…

It feels strange to not be writing here. When I don’t write, I’m reminded that this blog was born out of a need in me, for myself, and not really for anyone else.  I can’t not write.  I think I have to, as a part of being the truest version of myself. But I haven’t…