I don't know what it is about moving on, but I want to delicately appreciate each bit that I'm leaving behind. I want to soak it in for the last time, and I was to acknowledge its passage. I don't want things to fade away, and I don't want the little details of my day-to-day to change without me recognizing it.Read More
My recent trip to Germany was my third time flying Wow Air. As Sara and I have covered before, Wow is economy flying. You pay for the flight and everything else is extra, including seat assignment and water.
Luggage, of course, is no exception. When I flew to Copenhagen and Amsterdam last year, Wow allowed 11 lbs. of luggage within certain dimensions or else it was $48, and the prices increased from there. So I went to Copenhagen and Amsterdam with 11 lbs.
This year when I bought my ticket to Germany, my heart skipped a beat to see they increased the threshold to 22 lbs. I could go crazy. 11 more lbs?! What couldn't I pack?Read More
Last weekend I saw some high school friends that I hadn’t seen since probably mid-college. We were chatting about our lives: trips we’ve been on, career moves we’ve made and accomplishments we’ve had. One of my friends got a new car last year, and I blushed, admitting that I still have the same, old Ford Taurus.
Part of me is hoping that this car lasts forever (mainly because buying a car is expensive), but also because I seriously have no idea what to do when it comes to car shopping. When you buy a house, you’ve got a loan officer, realtor, Redfin, Zillow and a gaggle of excited friends to help you dissect every inch of a house and decide whether you want it or not.Read More
Growing up, I never wanted to be the stereotypical firefighter, policeman, or astronaut. Instead, I dreamed of being:
English teacher. I had a doctor's kit, including a stethoscope, but instead of playing doctor, I would take the syringe and pretend it was pen and mark up invisible papers. I really wanted to teach people where to put commas, not save lives.Read More
For some time, I’ve been unhappy. This was a difficult realization to swallow. I like to pretend I’m self-aware. I’ve known I’m not where I want to be ultimately in life, but I’m getting there, swimming steadily, treading occasionally, but always content with my speed.
However, my crisis came to a head several weeks ago at a conference. I had been looking forward to this conference for some time. The topic centered on my personal research interests in my field (mathematics0. But after two days of sitting through academics grandstanding and discussing minutia I gave not a damn about and seeing the passion these people displayed for the subject, I realized this was not my future, this was not my happiness, and, by God, this was not me. But this was theirs.Read More
For some time now, I’ve worn bracelets. I’m often asked where I got them from.
In Costa Rica, a friend spotted the cuffs on my arm and asked where they were from. I think he was disappointed when I informed him I had gotten these specific wristlets from a fast fashion store in Boston. At least I traveled to get them?
“Oh, I thought they might be from other countries,” he said.Read More
Let me set the scene for you. Free yoga is hosted every Tuesday at the base of the Carrillon, which is a historical war monument (didn't fact-check that assertion, so don't quote me on it). There are hundreds, no exaggeration, of people of all shapes, ages, colors, genders and abilities. I can't help but look around and feel immediately inspired. In a world of conflict, free yoga is an all-accepting equalizer. Everyone is united to get their stretch on.Read More
I have been single my entire life. Sure, there was my eight-hour relationship in middle school and an extended dalliance in college, but nothing serious and nothing lasting.
Singles tend to fall into two camps: They either love it, or they hate it. And I love it. I sometimes worry I offend couples with my passion for single life. Why share your life and time when you can have yourself all to yourself all the time? Single life is the best.
Of course, I also know this may be a defense mechanism. But I pride myself on my levelheadedness and keep this in mind. I have very rational reasons for protecting my singlehood, and most of it has to do with wanting to stay me. To be in love is to be a better person, or so they say, but it is also to change. A college friend once joked that I needed to fall in love so that I would be less high strung. Well, I like being very high strung. Stay away from me, love!Read More
When I turned 24 (holy sh*t people that was 2 years ago), I told myself I'd start saying 'no' to more things. I'm a person that is energized by other people's passions and mutual agreement -- and I hate letting people down -- so I end up doing a lot of things I don't want to do just to appease people.
While I look back over the years (uhm, where are they going?), I think I do a better job of saying no these days. For example, sometimes I say no just because I genuinely don't want to do something.Read More
Good morning from my Instagram story! I just woke up at 5 am like I do everyday. I can't believe I gained six more followers overnight. That brings my fan base to 11.6K. It's amazing that thousands of people want pictures of my smoothie bowls in their social media feeds everyday! You know, I couldn't be so optimistic without you all commenting and liking my posts.
I have so much to do today - blending smoothies, posting photos of flowers on my IKEA coffee table, and grabbing coffee with some other bloggers! Wow, it's gonna be a long day. I also need to be at work by nine and redo my bathroom and build a garden trellis.
Well, I'm off to the gym. As you know, every day I go to the cycle studio. Jill teaches my favorite class - we perform aerial yoga while doing Tabata intervals! I just love how fast it gets your heart going! After that sweat sesh, I just love how open my pores feel.Read More