Such a lovely place. Such a lonely place. Yeah I know those aren’t the words. But they are mine. So let’s preface this by stating I’ve had the song ‘Hotel California‘ in my head since I got to Hawaii. Don’t ask… I have no idea. So my plane landed on January 31st around 2:30pm, but … Continue reading
As I sit here munching on my veggies drinking water …. I’m having a hard time coming up with words. I blame that mostly on the lack of wine. But also the fact that I have so much to say it’s all jumbled in my head. And also because I haven’t blogged in forevs’ so … Continue reading
A Love Letter, … really ?? And no, it’s not to myself. “I love the way you look at me. I love that you can’t help but smile when I look back at you. I love that you laugh and say ‘what?’. I love the way you SEE me. I love that things are so … Continue reading
Not Knowing. We’re in such a hurry to get somewhere. To work, to an appointment, to our next step in life. Promotion, marriage, house, babies, maybe not necessarily all in that order. But – the next best thing, we want it and we want it now. It gets exhausting. Un-enjoyable. How are we even appreciating … Continue reading
Apparently everyone says that here. “What is?” Like… ‘what’s up?’ , ‘how are ya?’ Finally in Hawaii after what seemed like a month long of partying, saying goodbyes, planning, organizing, stressing… and I would do it all over again. What a great month with family and friends… surrounded by love. And dealing out some things … Continue reading
WARNING on this post – shit’s about to get real yo. Where does your food really come from? Could you kill it yourself? Life, death, the food chain. I’ve grown up around hunting. My Dad and Brother never hunted but most of our friends do and I’ve been around the process – eaten plenty of game … Continue reading
So … I made a commitment after Level One (we’ll talk more about that later), to write/blog more, mostly inspired by Gary. But sitting at my parents house the other night, well into a glass of wine (or possibly a box), and a bag of pretzels — Gillian FB’ed me and asked me to write … Continue reading
