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15 Apr


“a portrait of my child, once a week, every week″

Frank: Oh, you know…just chilling on the couch. The way he placed his little paw on the armrest…kills me.


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trust your gut….

14 Apr


This past Saturday I went to my first yoga class since my mini surgery a few weeks ago. Honestly, I’m not sure if I was technically “ready” to get back to working out but seriously I HAD to. I was so sick of being stagnant! I’ve also been missing the calm that my yoga practice gives me and considering I have been in a F-ing storm recently…I was craving the calm. Clearly, Brian (my loving and super cautious husband) did not think going to a yoga class with incisions on my belly was a smart idea but I assured him that I would mostly go just to “stretch”. It all got very dramatic…I even draped my hand over my forehead and said, ” If I don’t go to yoga,  I WILL DIE”. So, I went to yoga Saturday morning.

The minute I walked in, I was overwhelmed with negative thoughts….maybe I’m not ready to get back?…what if I make a fool of myself because I actually can’t do this?….what if I hurt myself??? But, I kept walking up the stairs because my heart needed it.

When I saw the teacher, Audra, I immediately informed her of my situation. She kindly listened and with a big, loving and gracious smile said…”trust your gut, literally!” Such a simple reminder but it hit me like a ton of bricks. I haven’t been trusting my gut recently- sadly, I’ve been silencing it. Over the last few weeks I’ve been delivered many blows and I think I could have avoided a few of them if I just listened to my gut.

I knew the minute my gallbladder attack hit that it had to come out. I KNEW IT IN MY BONES. But, instead I smiled, listened to the doctors, took the vicodin prescription, went home and planned for my best friends bachelorette party (It came out in emergency surgery a week later). During recent arguments I have silenced what I know to be my truth in hopes that I wouldn’t offend. (Never good). Recently, I have lost a few big accounts (Oh, money and bills…I hate the control you have over me) but instead of trusting my gut that it’s all happening for a reason I’ve been in a tailspin. TOTAL TAILSPIN.

My yoga practice was slow that morning (I spent a lot of time in child’s pose) but my practice has never felt more honest. My ego about performing was gone, my gratitude for being able to move my body (I have been naive enough to assume that this is a given) was strong and my love for my journey was deep.

Moving forward I promise myself that ….I will always trust my gut. So, thank you verrrrry, tiny little organ for teaching me…again…to always trust my gut…oh, and for making me pause.


This is when the magic happens: right when you feel like everything is going wrong, shift your attitude to accept that it’s actually going right.

If you’re going through a storm, hold the belief that it’s the perfect storm for you.

You are always taken care of, exactly where you need to be and your efforts are rewarded exactly when they need to be.
—Jackson Kiddard

must watch

13 Apr

Well, this is just about the sweetest thing I have ever seen. I may just be highly emotional but this video really touched a cord with me. The pure joy and wonder these two lovely women experience from flying on a plane for the first time is truly beautiful. It left me in tears, actually (much to Brian’s amusement and amazement). The scene when they are flying above the clouds for the first time just killed me. It reminded me to always be in awe of this magical world we get to inhabit…oh and to always take life by the balls!

 Oh and I hope I am exactly like the lady in black when I am older. Her energy is infectious.

currently : three

11 Apr


Reading: Travel books & blogs on Vietnam and Bali! T minus 12 days. Sooooo ready. SOOO ready. April 24th can not come fast enough. I also read this incredibly touching article in The New York Times that I LOVED.

Daydreaming about: Vietnam & Bali (are you starting to see a theme here? I’m consumed!) We put the finishing touches on the honeymoon itinerary this week (yes, we waited until the last-minute.) First up…Vietnam…we will spend 3 days in Hanoi…then 3 days floating on a boat in Halong Bay & then 5 days in Ho Chi Minh. Then we are off to Bali…where we will spend 3 days in Ubud…then 4 days on Nusa Lembongan Island and 4 days in East Bali. Nusa Lembongan was a recent addition and I’m pretty excited about it. Brian and I are both craving a really quiet and peaceful Bali experience and when we saw images of this little Island we knew we had found it.

grateful for: my family, friends & husband. The last 3 weeks have been exhausting with work stress and health issues but my support team made it manageable. Thanks to my family (which now include a bunch of really fabulous people from the Glodney clan) for the love, visits and calls. Thank you to my girlfriends for the visits, flowers (such gorgeous flowers!) and gifts (a beautiful box of epic soaps!). Oh and Thank you to my husband for being my everything.

Loving: warm weather, afternoons spent on the patio drinking iced tea, our little garden (Brian’s beloved tomato plants are back!), mornings at the dog park with Frankie, fits of laughter at work & my favorite crisp pajama set for being the only thing I wanted to wear when I was stuck in bed.

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8 Apr


“a portrait of my child, once a week, every week″

Frank: a horrible or hysterical way to wake up!



3 Apr

T minus 21 days until our honeymoon!! Since I’ve been doing a lot of lying around since my surgery I’ve been spending a lot of time daydreaming about our honeymoon. I cannot wait to travel with Bri for a few weeks. We really need it. The last few months have been a crazy whirlwind…with some difficult moments/lessons sprinkled in. I need a break. I think I’ve already mentally checked out. I can almost feel the sand between my toes.

We just got confirmation that the villa in Ubud, Bali that I have been salivating over is available the dates we want. Yay! Isn’t it gorgeous?!





I die over this bedroom. DIE.

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1 Apr


“a portrait of my child, once a week, every week″

Frank: When I was in the hospital my mama took Frankie to the dog park and sent me this picture. Hey, at least one of us was happy!


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