Feel free to call me out as hypocrite here; I know I’m usually the person running and riding and squashing around like crazy. But today, the only exercise I got was walking two blocks from my front door to watch the sunset (OK, fine, also to pick up dinner at… Keep reading "Some Things I Thought While Watching the Sun Set This Evening"
I’m starting my Friday the way I’ve started every day for the past week: brushing my teeth (difficult because I can’t bend over to spit in the sink), sitting on the couch (well-equipped with multiple pillows and blankets for maximum comfort), washing down my morning pain medication with iced coffee… Keep reading "Women Are Magic"
I never feel like more of a cliché than when I’m sitting outside on my stoop in San Francisco, wearing some flannel I got from the men’s section at TJ Maxx, listening to Fleetwood Mac’s “Dreams” on repeat. Call me clichéd – call all of us white girls hoping to… Keep reading "Thunder Only Happens When It’s Rainin’"
Thomas and I squeezed in a quick lil trip to Zion and Bryce Canyon over Labor Day weekend. We flew in and out of Las Vegas and managed to check just one under-40-pound suitcase for the trip (#SpiritAirlines) in which we brought some hiking clothes, a tent, and our sleeping… Keep reading "Poems from Zion"
One of my best friends said to me the other day, “I like that you only post [on your blog] when you have something to say.” (She is also, un-coincidentally, one of two (2) people who reads this blog.) Unfortunately, I’ll be straying from this paradigm today – and likely… Keep reading "Flowers & Fullness"
Lying in my hospital bed, eating a nice, thiiickkk burrito, I had a revelation: “I never would have been able to do this before.” Meaning, I never would have been able to lie in a hospital bed, unable to run or bike or even walk, and eat food I truly… Keep reading "Making Room"
I’m not gonna sit here and pretend that I cook for myself every night, or even most nights. Approximately four out of five nights a week, I get home from work and am too tired to do anything besides microwave a Trader Joe’s frozen meal (two meals, actually, since the… Keep reading "This is Not a Recipe Blog"
So it’s a sunny Saturday afternoon in San Francisco and I’m sitting by the window thinking about how much I love… sun and Saturdays and San Francisco. What a coincidence! Our landlords above me are blasting music that I’m not super into but I’m too lazy to find my headphones so… Keep reading "Satur-gratitude (tried to mash the words “Saturday” and “gratitude” but it didn’t quite work)"