Too busy to even Feel Good Friday! So here we are on Saturday, which just about sums up this insane past week, from Wilmington to home to Minneapolis. Nonetheless, I’m grateful for all the opportunities these travels represent. And so grateful I got to speak on this Enterprise AI panel. Grateful that Minneapolis surprised me…
September 26, 2019 | 6:30-10pm | Springdale Station | $50/ticket or 2 for $80 at my link here! + Tunes by soul band Tomar and the FCS So … snag tickets at $50/ticket or 2 for $80 at my link here now!
Willamette. A bed and breakfast better than any hostel. 7 friends. A minivan named the SS Meatstick. Bonfires. A BBQ barn and the greatest Italian bistro. Happy chicken tenders and dump buckets, still not beer. My 35th birthday trip was the most perfect. Worlds collided, friends came together, and amazing times were had by all.…
I am 35! I am headed to Willamette! Soon I will be eating happy chicken tenders before drinking wine all weekend! Relaxing at the best BnB ever! With all my fraands! I am so excited! Birthday Diva The birthday dinner party was such a success that I took very few pics outside of my polaroids!…
I won’t stop pursuing sublime happiness. I don’t always know what that looks like, but I know it when I feel it. I won’t forget to be vulnerable. I forgot earlier this year that this was my goal, but I won’t lose sight of this need again. I won’t see all the places in the…
The mountain air, the gurgling river, sleeping under the stars… reset my soul and life and mind. Hanging with my bromance, my coven, and my new phx bestie filled my heart with happiness and peace. Working on the library deck, drinking gas station coffee, and eating Bangkok Happy Bowl brought maximum contentment to a remote…
As a coping mechanism, I have been trying to give less fucks, which results in my saying more fucks. Like, the word. So now we are on a quest to both give and say less fucks. (Worth noting, perhaps, that I rarely cuss on the blog—is this the last sacred ground?!) What a doozy of…
Pop quiz: do you know the name of the band that sings “Take My Breath Away” from one of the best movies of all time, Top Gun? Berlin. Their name is Berlin and I got to see them live at The Mountain Winery and I got chills when they sang that song. Imagine this, but…
Y’know how most of August has been pretty chill, and I’ve been staying in Austin and sort of catching up to myself? I’m about to get away from myself again, with all sorts of trips and travels and events coming up! And I turn 35. 35 is my basketball number, and probably gonna be an…
… and am real freakin’ happy about it. It’s all I wanted, after all. This weekend is shaping up to be the same—yes! And then, late summer hits and all hell breaks loose with travel, adventure, and celebation 🙂 I’m grateful to be included in a very strong and welcoming community in the Cystic Fibrosis…