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…
Tuesday was a great day. Last weekend was great. Moving the trip I had planned for this week to next week was great plan. This week was great. MY week was great. Lots of things happened in the world to make me frustrated with our government, country, and society (as defined by social mores). I…
Can you imagine that it’ll be 2021 for the next Feel Good Friday gratitude list?! So the last list of 2020 is a special hand-drawn graphic edition. Because why not mix it up at the very end of the year?! But also because Christmas 2020’s sunset was truly spectacular… Grateful for my family.
When I moved away from Austin, it was noticeable when the airport that felt like home changed: first to Aspen, then to John Wayne. And even when I moved back, it took a bit for ABIA to feel like home. But now it does, again. Still, grateful for my amazing trip to OC to celebrate…
To try to put into words what it feels like to be welcomed into a whole other family, as part of it, as if I was never not, is impossible. My brother, his fiancee, and I are a bit of a family unit already, and going to Rio and being welcomed into her family as…
Beach AND Mountains?! How have I not been here before? I could not be more grateful to be in Brazil right now with my brother and Teti, and I’ll share Rio pics next week, as this week there’s some reflecting to look back over and be grateful for… Piracanjuba Brazilian whey protein drink—I am not…