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By the Numbers: On turning 30
At the beginning of April, I left behind my third decade of life, said farewell to the formative 20s, and ventured into the brave new world of my 30s. For indeed, I am now 30 years old. On such a particular new age, I felt I had to write something to commemorate its arrival. I kicked around several ideas and themes, self-reflection and possible nuggets of wisdom. Then I realized that though I am no longer a “20-something gal,” I am mostly still figuring everything out, and I am just as goofy as that young whipper-snapper in the above photo. (Though I haven’t gotten that close to possibly setting my own…
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spring blossoms
I was startled to find that it is spring in dear Colorado. After an overly dry and mild winter here, it seemed like the flowers and the trees shouldn’t yet be able to bloom. Surely we needed at least one good blizzard before we might declare it spring? Then, quite unexpectedly, I looked out my kitchen window while brewing some coffee one morning, and saw our sweet, little front-yard tree had positively burst.
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Things That Make Me Happy
In a world where the answer to “How are you?” is so frequently some variation of “busy”…”tired”…”hanging in there,” it seemed to me it was time we document the small, lovely things in the world that make us happy. As simple as that. The little occurrences; the mostly unimportant in a grand-scheme-of-things sort of way. But moments that are still present and sweet and quite happy nonetheless. So earlier this week I took a notebook along with me on my errands (which included decidedly non-happy things like preparing taxes and grocery shopping) and noted everything that delighted me along the way. Coffee. (Duh.) Sunshine. Easy home solutions (i.e. the time…
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pocket postcards vol. 1
Dear Daylight Saving Time: Thank you for making us all a little bit crazy by snatching away a perfectly good hour of sleep that I imagine we all would have liked to hold on to. Thank you for confusing everyone with the “s” or no “s” spelling conundrum. (It’s no “s” by the way.) To the egg and bacon scramble at our favorite local breakfast place — thank you for being hearty and fortifying on such a sleep-deprived morning. To the lavender-scented laundry detergent — thank you for lulling us into comfortable, afternoon nap-time dreams in our freshly laundered bed sheets. To coffee — you know what you do, you warrior.…
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stop and smell the magenta carnations
Because sometimes it’s Monday and time to once again face the grab bag of possibilities, uncertainties, hard work, emails, phone calls, and fun that meet you afresh each week. What better occasion could their be for a $3 bouquet of Trader Joe’s carnations? Wishing you a smashing good week! SIGNED, anya elise
