Thankful

Good gracious. I am in Nashville, where I have been hit with humidity like a French kiss from the devil himself. Oddly, I don’t mind all that much.  Being with these people that I love has been so good for my soul.  I’ve overbooked myself (as usual), and am running a zillion miles an hour…

I am torn between wanting to say two unrelated things, so I’ll say them both: Queso is the best. I totally believe in miracles.

It’s Friday, and there’s no humidity in Colorado, and last night I walked 10 miles instead of my normal 7.  I’ve hung out with friends (I have friends!) the last two nights in a row, and tomorrow I’m taking my family on a date.  It’s a fantastic hair day and I’m caught up on “Lost”…

If I were to write a (very late) blog today, this is what it would say: 3 months of silence. Followed by 1 week of crazy. Beat.  Sapped.  Tired. But happy. Ate so much. Ran so fast. Didn’t really sleep. Got something I was hoping for. Love my friends gobs. And gobs and gobs. Like,…

The other day, this was my Facebook status: As futile as Facebook can be, I took a shot of it because I wanted to remember that moment – that realization that the darkness that I’ve been sitting in for going on a year now just isn’t really there anymore.  Perhaps this is tempting a jinx,…

I have officially reached adulthood, and ordered my very first piece of brand new, custom furniture. It should be here in a few weeks. In a world where I trust that I will always have what I NEED, it’s a humbling luxury to – every now and then – get what I WANT.  I am…

September 2008: January 2010: My ponytail is making a spectacular comeback.  It’s almost a full-blown mane of glory. Also, please take a moment to note the difference in my work environments.  Thank you, Emma, for saving me from Sir Allen Stanford.

We are down to single digits: I am moving in 9 days. And yes, I have Christmas parties 6 of the next 9 nights.  I might run out of outfits. That said, posting may be light until after I get to Colorado.  I don’t want to miss out on a single moment of Nashville until…

Some of my best moments have been in this town.  But also, some of my hardest. Isn’t that the way it goes?  The joy and pain are always intermingled.  It’s impossible to separate them – the laughter and the tears – because life cannot be compartmentalized like a preschooler’s cubby wall.  There is always something…

Last week, while the EP listening party was happening here on the blog, and I was steadily posting a new track each day, there was a lot happening in my life.  Like, A LOT a lot. My mom was diagnosed with cancer – soft tissue sarcoma.  The doctors removed a mass from her hip socket;…