summertime and the livin’ is easy

Well, here in Charleston we went from a stunning 72 degrees to a hellish 98 degrees in a three day time span.

What the heck?

It’s been a beautifully busy week though, filled with friends, family, and mostly food. It’s definitely a time of transition from spring to summer, from slow to busy. There is a lot of excitement and change coming up. I need to figure out how to balance it all – for myself, for my family, for my coworkers, for the general good of all people around me.

Coffee will help. Specifically, the spiced cold brew from Harold’s Cabin. If you follow me on instagram, then YOU KNOW how much I enjoyed this place. I can’t wait to go back.

Next week, we’re going to Asheville to celebrate Rachel’s birthday! I hope she has as much fun as Naomi did for her 30th birthday. (This really sets the bar high.) The good news is  it doesn’t stop in Asheville because Short Grain knows how to party.

Speaking of birthdays, we went to the National White Water Center in Charlotte for Nate’s birthday earlier this month, then this happened. I get it, amoeba are everywhere, but still.

This week I struggled with perfectionism and began to realize it’s sort of a vicious cycle/disease that has followed me through my life. It often has a fearful hold on me, and as I was trying to put it into words, I read this post and it was everything. A perfectionist must face the demons of sobriety if he or she is going to ever see the other side of that dark wall. The battle will be daily, but the good news is, it will be easily won.

As a “perfection addict” and hardcore FOMO sufferer, it’s sometimes difficult to attain the alone time I crave. Anne Lamott tells it like it is. I’ve heard it said that every day you need half an hour of quiet time for yourself, or your Self, unless you’re incredibly busy and stressed, in which case you need an hour. I promise you, it is there. Fight tooth and nail to find time, to make it. It is our true wealth, this moment, this hour, this day.

The good news? Rotisserie Chicken is here to help – getting you halfway to dinner any busy night of the week. Lifesaver.

I guess this week has just been a lesson in the fact that nothing and no one is perfect and life is better once you can wriggle out of the tight grasp of perfection. When that happens, you don’t care that you didn’t prep food or get your laundry done because  you ate all the amazing things with all the amazing people and finally got to see Bill Murray out in public after being a Charleston native for 31 years.  Magic.

It’s summertime and the livin’ is easy. xo.

I spy with my little eye - Bill Murray.

I spy with my little eye – Bill Murray.

and we frolicked about in our summer skin

13432195_962236677231075_6806640237099965115_nI love summer with its long days and humid nights. I love being in the water, grilling with friends, and sipping rosé all day. When it’s too hot to be outside, I lounge around with a pile of books because summer reading is one of those habits that stuck with me. And it’s iced coffee season. What’s not to love?

I’ve come up with a list of Summer Goals for the next few months.

Read (at least) 6 books.
Watch the new OITNB season.
Drink rosé all day. (Swag.)
Bake the perfect Salted Chocolate Chip Cookies.
Get my passport.
Grill a pizza.
Play with essential oils and make a reed diffuser.
Eat a lot of Farmer’s Market Skillet.
BLOG. At least once a week.

What do you think? Do you have any summer goals?

Here are a few things I found on the internets to get you thinking about summer:

Happier Podcast: Design Your Summer

It’s a Summer to Thrive.

Let’s drink some summer water. JTB is doing it.

The 10 Commandments of Summer Cooking.

These are not about summer, but summer is about these.

PS. The photo above is from The Golden Girl Rum Club if you need to get your summer on in Missouri.

This is all I have time to share for now because my sweet hubs is taking me to the beach for Father’s Day (yay dads!).


Sitting Here Tonight by the Firelight…

you can do anythingThe end of my day off is drawing near and I didn’t do everything I wanted to do… But that’s ok.

My house isn’t perfectly beautiful or perfectly clean. I didn’t make any zoodles for dinner like I said I would. I didn’t stick to a meal plan and I haven’t prepped any food for the week. I didn’t drink eight glasses of water and I had a cocktail. I spent a lot of money on myself, on my people, on my house. I didn’t work on any of the spreadsheets I brought home to work on.

But that’s all ok. Because I’m learning that perfection is not what it’s about.

“But I also wondered if he wasn’t right, that we were designed to live through something rather than to attain something, and the thing we were meant to live through was designed to change us. The point of a story is the character arc, the change.” – Donald Miller

… it reminds me that I already have more than I should.

So This is the New Year

happy nye neil

There is certainly something magical about a new year – a brand new round of 365 days to “get it right” this time. But do we really ever achieve that? I mean, what is “right” anyway? I spent a few hours today running around and cleaning and scrubbing and organizing and then I read that a perfectly kept house is the sign of a life misspent. So, there’s that.

Neil seems to have it together, so I’m going to say he knew what he was saying in the quote above. That is my wish for us all in this coming year. Find some mad magic in 2016. Go after those goals – big or small, personal or professional – and surprise yourself. It will all turn out “right” in the end.


I will become what I deserve

photo by eringail. art by raven roxanne.

photo by eringail. art by raven roxanne.

I’ve been worrying that my time here’s a little unclear // I’ve been worrying that that I’m losing the ones I hold dear // I’ve been worrying that we all live our lives in the confines of fear

It’s been a few years since I’ve seriously blogged. The posts used to come daily. Days turned to weeks into months into years. Where did my words go? Where were the thoughts I wanted to put into posts and share with all of you? I’ve been searching for my inspiration with no luck. But my friends, they saw my struggle and reminded me that my voice wasn’t just for myself. My thoughts and words have value outside of my own mind. So, here I am.

My inspiration is this website. It’s the people who made this gift possible. It’s their love and encouragement that has brought me back to this place where my words can flow freely. I cannot say thank you enough.

Welcome to my new blog. Let’s be adventurers of life together.

Now listening: Ben Howard – Every Kingdom