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inspiration, gratitude & surprises

27 Jun


Considering this week has been a bit of a blah week. Did you read my post on Tuesday? I am convinced I must be feeling the effects of Mercury Retrograde or something because everything has been a hassle the last few days. Because of this I thought what better time to do an inspiration, gratitude & surprises post, right? Taking stock of the little things always helps me remember to be grateful for this lovely, messy, exhausting & fabulous life. I am looking forward to a very mellow weekend. Tonight we are staying in…my absolute favorite thing to do on a friday night…probably because I am old now. Saturday I plan to continue my “yoga every damn day” challenge with a morning yoga class and at night we are going to the Hollywood Forever Cemetery for a movie date night which happened to be one of the things on my summer to do list. We are going to pack a middle eastern picnic, grab a nice bottle of wine and curl up on a blanket in the grass. I could do without the movie we are seeing (Texas Chainsaw Massacre) but you can’t win them all, right? Sunday we have absolutely nothing planned other than a morning surf for Bri and a morning yoga class for me.

what inspired me this week?

my friend Rachel decided to cancel her Facebook account because she was tired of being a slave to it. I immediately thought the idea of canceling my facebook account sounded fabulous too! It gets a bit exhausting comparing yourself to others on a daily basis, you know? Not to mention it can be such a time sucker. Sadly, I’m not saying I was brave enough to cancel mine too but I still think it’s a great idea.

this quote…“Don’t worry about the how. That is up to the universe to determine. The universe lives in endless possibilities while our ego dwells in limited options. Which would you trust?”

what am I grateful for this week?

My husband…always my husband. Not only because he surprises me with flowers but because he’s my best friend and biggest support.

Taline…she knows why

A much-needed pep talk from my friend Melissa

A sense of humor

long morning walks with Frank

sushi dinners with my family

our blooming garden (all due to Brian and his green thumb)


my momma

what surprised me this week?

I realized I am turning 32 verrrry soon. How the heck is it almost July 8th?? It’s not only my birthday but it’s this little blogs bday! Happy almost 3rd birthday blog!

I also found my first grey hair this week. Yeah, that was a bad surprise.


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25 Jun


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

This was the look Frank gave us when we returned to a home turned upside and covered in dirt


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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…


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.



weekend snapshots : 1

23 Jun








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1- Frankie hoarding tennis balls at the dog park. The other dogs don’t stand a chance against Frank.

2 – Friday night cooking. Nothing says summer like rose wine and heirloom tomatoes

3 – Dining outdoors for the first time this season

4 – Saturday morning Brian and I decided to walk to Abbott Kinney for brunch with Frankie.

5 – Frank made the long walk to Abbott Kinney but tired out on the way home and had to be carried

6 – It was very good arm exercise for Brian though

7 – Brian gardened Saturday afternoon. It’s his absolute favorite thing to do in the summer

8 – Our new go-to Sunday morning breakfast…onion, mushroom, zucchini scramble


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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


“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.

not the relaxing weekend I had hoped for…

24 Mar


Brian was in Arizona this weekend for PJ’s bachelor party (Rachel’s soon to be husband…two more months!!). I had plans to do absolutely nothing all weekend but catch up on trashy television, read, take long baths and host book club at my house. All went according to plan on Friday. I had a fun lunch with Brian’s mama Zina, then I spent the afternoon reading on the balcony before making a big salad for dinner and turning in early. Saturday morning I slept in, then ran around buying stuff for book club (more on that in a later post). After a seriously fun afternoon hanging with the ladies I was beat and turned in early again. The evening took a turn for the worse when I was awoken by the most excruciating pain at two am. It was the worst I’ve ever experienced…it radiated through my back, stomach and chest. It was so intense that I literally couldn’t breath or see straight. I writhed around my bed trying to find a position that gave me some relief. There was no relief. Why was this happening when Brian was out-of-town?? Did I throw my back-out? Is this my appendix? Ectopic Pregnancy? Cyst on my ovaries? What is happening to me?

I stupidly kept thinking maybe it would pass and I could avoid a dramatic evening the hospital if I just waited it out. I also didn’t want to worry anybody in the middle of the night so I kept rolling around in bed and praying for it to end. But after an hour the pain had only intensified and I was now shaking and sobbing from it, so I grabbed my phone. First I called Brian (although I’m not sure what I expected him to do from Arizona? I think calling him first is just habit now), then Rachel & Taline (my two best-girlfriends. They also didn’t pick up…understandably though because who keeps their phone on in the middle of the night?) I thought about driving myself to the ER but quickly realized that was NOT an option considering I couldn’t see straight. Maybe I should call the ambulance, I thought? But I couldn’t bare the idea of being wheeled out of my building on a gurney. So embarrassing.

So I made the call.

Five minutes later my mom was standing at my door. How was it humanly possible to get from Santa Monica to Marina Del Rey in five minutes?? “How the hell did you get here so fast?”, I asked through pathetic tears. She proudly said she ran through every red light. Don’t mess with a parent. I was still on the fence about going to the hospital.  Have I mentioned I hate hospitals? HATE. So I tried to stop crying and stand up straight in the hopes I could convince my mother that we should wait it out a bit longer. But there was no changing Lynn’s mind…we were going to the hospital. She handed me clothes in the dark and soon we were speeding down the street en route for the hospital and I was dressed in mix-matched pajamas that weren’t even buttoned correctly, a super fancy leather jacket and worn slippers.

Ten minutes later I was lying on a gurney at UCLA hospital with an IV in my arm. Two minutes after that I was in a cloudy haze telling my mom over and over again…”I think, I’m high” while giggling. The next few hours were a bit of a fog. There was an ultrasound (totally not an enjoyable experience with the pain), more drugs, a funny and drunk (or crazy) man next door to me trying to convince the doctor that “people” stole his medicine and a sweet nurse who made me laugh. By 9am they diagnosed me with gallbladder stones. Am I eighty now? The good news is, I feel much better today- just achy, sore & tired. The bad news is that once you get gallbladder stones you are prone to getting them again. UGH. Hence why people usually opt to get their gallbladder removed. I’m going to meet with a specialist later this week to talk about options.

Has anybody ever experienced these before??


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…

walking 2

morning walk with Frankie and my ipod


early morning hike with one very happy pup






writing at my favorite coffee shop


tv time with my boys


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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