Monthly Archives: October 2012

weekly iPhone pic drop

After a promotion one afternoon, I fell upon Teavana.  A tea emporium.  Loose leaf tea, white tea, oolong, everything. I highly recommend a visit. Shop wisely, it’s expensive!  I treat it as a splurge.

My new favorite fuel is steel cut oats.  Sliced apples, raisins, a dash of brown sugar and slivered almonds.

This gorilla ring is the best item I bought in Ireland.  All 8€ worth.  I wear it with jeans and a white t-shirt.  A black dress and neon heels. It doesn’t matter, this is my go-to piece of jewelry.
Blog-surfing brought me to the doorstep of MayBooks.  A site to create custom journals.  My new journal has golden pineapples and my name in hawaiian doodled across the front… tres chic.
Snow is on the way.  And every morning brings a heavy thick fog straight out of the scariest movie I’ve ever seen, Strangers.
Stressful days are followed by nights that deserve a strong pour of Grey Goose and soda water.  The world will always need a drink.
I feel blessed to live in such a beautiful state. This season is my favorite, by far. The world is covered in orange, red, and gold. Bring on the hoodies, boots, fires and snuggling.
Per tradition with my best girlfriends, we toasted and had a ridiculous amount of cheers during the entire wedding weekend celebrating Carley & AJ.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.

These are the most gorgeous flowers I’ve ever been given.  Every color under the rainbow.  More about that some other day.

Take a breath,
Listening to this.
Sipping on this.
Adding to my wishlist.
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influenced by my surroundings

I’m in a tough spot. Emotionally. And I don’t even really want to talk about it because I’ve done a lot of that lately. And I’m tired. Of talking. And tearing up. Everyday. And being frustrated and just spent. Finished. Exhausted.

And everywhere I go, I’m reminded of what’s running through my thoughts. The music that I play on Pandora, the dedication page of the books I rent at the library, the Sunday paper advertisements, the manufacturer of the vegetable brand I sampled, the scent of the guy walking past me at Trader Joes. I feel like I’m on high alert. And I feel like I’m the only one. Am I crazy? Is this what it feels like to be crazy? I swear I’m not.

In the past I remember having maybe three pregnancy scares, and the way my world was 110% focused on putting pregnant ladies in my line of sight, billboards along 35E, radio playing in my car, my stomach feeling bloated, a hint of nausea in the AM.

It’s a mind game. And I hate mind games.

It’s like the world knows your having a tough time with something and does all it can to keep it on your mind. That, or God has a great sense of humor.

So tonight I will journal, and watch romantic videos like this one and go to sleep praying that tomorrow will be a better day.

Please let tomorrow be a better day.


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