My new go-to question for men on dating apps is “what’s you favorite thing about this week?” … I can’t say it’s more or less successful than any other opener, but to me it’s a pretty easy question because you can describe something that has already happened OR something that is going to happen ……
Y’all. First off, friends that are your champions are the best. This week, in no particular order: Bromance. Part of his championing is definitely not reading this blog so he will never know the nice things I’m about to say but I am just so unbelievably grateful that no matter what, there is a person…
The west Texas elopment was perfect. Every breakfast at Aster Marfa was perfect. Meeting Rice alum Roberto leading us to Garza Marfa for his Mimi y Roberto pottery was perfect. The family Sunday celebration brunch-into-hangout was also perfect. Sunday night cheese-and-wine catchup was perfect. My workouts this week were perfect. I hit 4 lifting days,…
Does it feel like I’ve been skimping on the FGFs recently? Maybe. But today, I have a good excuse. I am in west Texas ministering/best manning/maid of honoring my brother and now-sister-in-law’s wedding at this gorgeous chapel. More to come. Just know that I am exceptionally grateful for this compound, this family.
It snowed. And stuck. In Austin, Texas. I have more to say, but today, I’m grateful for community. Family, friends, neighbors, strangers, COMMUNITY. Ices, dinners, randos, stranded motorists. Austin has never felt more like home. Also, Nali remembers CO.
But, like, how could I not? They are, without exaggeration, the absolute fucking best. The best! The easiest, the loving-est, the funniest. The most fun to ski with, the easiest to travel with, the cheapest to eat with (HOW WAS MY FOOD FOR THE ENTIRE WEEKEND $27?!), the homiest to hang out with, the smartest…
It occurs to me that this week I am the epitome of duck feet. That is, even on the surface to myself my life appears easy and calm. But underneath, stress and turmoil and questions and what ifs abound. A vacation in the mountains with my framily couldn’t be more necessary. Things I am grateful…
Today in yoga, my very favorite instructor said, “how are you today, Lyssa?!” “Hungover!” I said, and we giggled. Throughout class, she teased me, and I lost my balance more than usual, but I giggled every time. She said at one point, “at least you have joy!” What else could I have? Why was I…
Like I wrote last week, it’s been incredible to share my friends’ joys. A couple I love—and set up :::pats self on back:::—got married! And it was storybook perfect, and I’m only happy jealous I didn’t get to be there for it. My trip to the mountains was, indeed, good for my soul. But of…
I woke up this morning in the mountains, and happy. I wrote this post on Thursday intending to publish it on Friday, but alas! A Friday afternoon wander around Aspen followed by homemade crab leg dinner foiled those plans. Let us confess: on Tuesday of this week, I had an absolute breakdown. I felt rejected…