Tag Archives: Frank

mercury retrograde???

24 Jun

Monday June 23rd was a day from hell despite the fact I woke up in a glorious mood. But by the end of the day I was convinced that I was either being punished by the devil or feeling the effects of Mercury Retrograde. I am choosing to go with…feeling the effects of Mercury Retrograde.

The list of things that went wrong….

1- I was running late to an early morning client so I decided to eat breakfast in the car. Not the ideal situation but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do. After spending much too much money than one should for a silly carton of scrambled eggs from Whole Foods I spilled them alllll over my car after stopping abruptly at a red light. Not only was it terribly disgusting but I was really looking forward to eating breakfast.

2- I had to unexpectedly write a check for business taxes. Writing checks is never fun…especially when they are unexpected

3- After dropping the check off I decided to stop for a quick-lunch and the machine at the parking structure ate my debit card.

4- Out of the blue our fridge broke yesterday and is making the LOUDEST humming noise known to man. Seriously, it’s mind-numbing and the repair man can’t come until Friday. If we didn’t live in a loft without doors this might be less disheartening. But we do and the noise carries through the whole house. Brian and I barely slept a wink last night because of it. (Don’t worry Frank slept just fine)

5- After weeks of playing phone tag with the blind shop trying to get someone to come out to fix the broken blinds in both our bedroom and living room, I finally got an appointment yesterday afternoon. It was the bright spot in my day. Sadly, Manny, the repair guy couldn’t reach the broken blind on our ladder and didn’t have a taller one of his own. What kind of repair man doesn’t come with his own equipment?  So now I have to reschedule which I am almost positive will take a few more weeks.

6- After Manny left I was so annoyed by the day that I decided to escape my head space and the loud humming noise coming from the fridge by taking Frank to the dog park only to arrive to this…

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At that point I decided the day was a complete wash and the only thing to be done at that point was get my ass to a sweaty yoga class followed by a big glass of chardonnay.

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12 Jun

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

“Hey, lady. Do you see that big blue ball on your lap? Yeah, that one. THROW IT.” – Frank Glodney

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5 Jun

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

Frank : letting his displeasure be known from the patio about being locked out of my room while I took a shower.

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29 May

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

Frankers, very tired after a long walk and not impressed with being photographed.

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15 Apr

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“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

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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.

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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

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1 Apr

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“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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25 Mar

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

Frank: some may find this weeks portrait of Frank a tad strange but have you ever seen a cuter tush?? I love his little bunny tail, swirly hairs and I love how he tucks his little legs under like this.

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18 Mar

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

Frank: After a wild night of playing with our neighbor’s new puppy Harley……Frank was so damn tired that  he opted not to get out of bed the next morning and play our normal game of “ball…ball…ball”. Instead he lazily watched me get ready for work from the comfort of my bed. 

I am sure avid blog readers know about the series called “project 52” but for those of you who don’t it’s a series where various bloggers photograph their child/children every week for a year. I happen to love this series…I find it so sweet. My two favorites….Bleubird & Small Time Cook. Sooo, considering I happen to think Frank is my firstborn…I thought, why not…you know?

Clearly, he also happens to be insanely photogenic…so…your’e welcome.

xx

happy recipe : in action

14 Mar

This week has been a good one and I am beyond grateful to feel lighter. I honestly didn’t know how off I was feeling until it lifted. Has that ever happened to any of you? You almost forget what it feels like to be in a good mood? I will say that it’s not a total fluke I’m in a better headspace- I have been working hard to stay present each day and follow my recipe for happiness. There have been moments this week where I almost skipped following through with my recipe because I thought maybe I could better use my time at the computer, doing laundry or paying bills (blah blah blah) but then I would remind myself…WHAT”S MORE IMPORTANT THEN A POSITIVE HEADSPACE?!?

Here are a few snippets of me following my happy recipe this week…

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morning walk with Frankie and my ipod

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early morning hike with one very happy pup

meditation

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working

work

writing

writing at my favorite coffee shop

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tv time with my boys

reading

reading The Goldfinch

This weekend I begin my yoga every damn day for two weeks with Rachel. There’s a new studio opening up in our hood so we thought we should commit to going. I am very excited to get back to the mat. What do you guys have planned for the weekend??

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