I pretty much did the stupidest thing today. I lost some incredibly valuable documents in a rather embarrassing way, and the only thing to do at this point is pray to our angels that some kind person will return them.

Pretty please.



What a week!

I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling like this summer needs to slow down just a little bit. So far, it’s been absolutely delicious, and it’s only about to get sweeter with the highly anticipated homecoming of two little munchkins who’ve been terribly missed. I plan on soaking up every last second of this season, and have no intentions of seeing it end anytime soon.

This week, I’ve really been reminded of the importance of trust in the Universe. And in myself. It’s far too easy to get swept away by all the what ifs and should haves in life, to ruminate and overanalyze, which is to the detriment of living in the present moment. I should know. I’m practically an expert in overthinking things, which almost never leads to anything except a whole lot of stress and not a lot of sleep.

It’s much more rewarding to relax into the rhythm of life. Because when you do, sometimes a quick day trip can turn into a surprise weekend getaway, and doesn’t that sound more fun?

I came across this great study of Herbert Spencer’s Philosophy of Style, filled with little tidbits on how to perfect the craft of the written word.

I was moved by this piece about how affected we daughters can be by our mother’s self-esteem.

Turns out, a Barbie modeled after an average woman looks healthy.

A certain obnoxious website has vegans everywhere shaking their fists at its creators.

On creating new narratives for Manic Pixie Dream Girls.

And with that, my friends, I’m off to enjoy a little reunion with some very special ladies, and two very special kids. Happy Friday!



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I woke up today, bright eyed and bushy tailed, with elaborate plans involving a drive to LA, sharing a long overdue bottle of wine with one of my most lovely friends, and a drive back home with two very special pint-sized passengers in tow. But within an hour of rising, all of my plans changed.

Now, I’m no stranger to last minute snafus. Which is not to say that I’m an expert at living in the moment, but rather that I have grown accustomed to unexpected developments, and have learned to see them as opportunities as opposed to obstacles. It has been my experience that when things go awry, if you allow space for the Universe, the Universe usually responds with something better than what you were expecting.

Which is exactly what happened today.