Teams … many of mine are sports, unofficial or official, but these are also life teams. I’m so grateful for the teams I’m a part of—the ones pictured, the badass working women I know, my actual team at work, my old team at work, the team that’s gonna raise my marriage certificate trio’s baby as…
Is this a cop-out for a Feel Good Friday? I have so much to be grateful for but after breaking from tradition last week and ranting earlier this week, I can’t quite get back to the ebullience of the previous gratitude lists. See you next week.
I find it hard to write about tragic events like the shooting in Las Vegas at the Route 91 Harvest Festival. I could have been there—literally, I got invited for a spontaneous trip Friday night, only to be uninvited Saturday—and many of my friends were. Friends’ friends were shot, and some are still in the…
What DO I want to do? (launch a company? run a company? live in a cabin in the wilderness? these are the kinds of things that come up when you’re at a b-school offsite and everyone wants to know what you do and what you do on the side and why you’re in b-school to…
Beach flag football season kicked off last weekend, and I’m super happy to be back on the sand. Both of my teams have a ways to go, but we’re gonna be good. NFL football season also kicked off, which makes lazy Sundays (post-vb, naturally) even better than before. I’m in DC this week for EMBA…
You know what’s freakin’ awesome? When your “average” weekend includes a dress-up pub crawl (celebrating your birthday), at least five gallons of rosé, a random post-ocean-dip bike gang (beach cruisers natch) meetup that leads to an epic patio hang and ridiculous night out, brunch at Woody’s with bottomless mimosas (shhhh twice but don’t tell anyone, it…
I’m grateful I’m me! I’m me thanks to my awesome parents, who were out last weekend to celebrate their anniversary. And these friends helped me celebrate them and are now helping me celebrate me with a thrifty thirty three thrift shop pub crawl. More to come on that. 33 is gonna be a good year.…
She’s loud, she’s overprotective, she’s grouchy, she’s an old lady, she gets sand in my bed and refuses to leave the beach sometimes, she scares old ladies walking weird and kids skateboarding and friends who come over and strangers who manage to make their way into my house and I don’t mind it when she…
A week of perspective! Last weekend’s failed camping excursion could have been a bust but turned into an absolutely awesome girls night and all-Sunday-long fun. What felt like a missed opportunity at work turned into a different kind of opportunity (to work from home and annoy the crap out of all my instagram followers with…
The purpose of existence is to exist. It is too fantastic to have a meaning. From Sadhguru. Today, that’s what I’m grateful for. A fantastic existence. (If you must know: also grateful for mom’s visit, GoT, nali, failed vb, bike stop-bys, yolo, dancing, a hot vacation renter, gas firepit, rosé, dog sitting, crash and dash,…