I have typed and deleted at least seven times tonight. Sometimes the words just don't come. Other times they come and are plain crap. I've tried to capture the memories, the emotions, and laughs, and the general epic-ness of my four days spent in New York...
{Please excuse the size of photos or any aesthetically in pleasing mishaps on the blog as all postings are currently from my phone as Delia, the laptop, is down and out yet again.}I haven't even made it back to Seattle yet--my train just passing Tacoma--and...
Herman Melville wrote, “I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I'll go to it laughing.” This is the posture to which I am currently approaching my life. There are so many emotions that I find myself feeling and facing with...
There is so much to write about and so much that I would like to tell you! But, alas, I just can't tonight. It is sad, really. My brain is overstimulated and crazy active and simultaneously completely exhausted. I came home and began studying...
I should be doing one of two things right now: sleeping or studying. I am clearly doing neither. After 10.5 hrs of studying and practicing yoga I spent 2.5 hrs in the kitchen {accompanied by my friends Lily, Marshall, Robin, and Barney...
It's a beautiful day in Seattle. It's sunny (high of 76 degrees) with a lovely breeze. [Mr. Weather has been working his A-game since I arrived charming me over quite nicely.]We woke early{ish} to go partake in a yoga class with one of Dawn's friends...
Revolutions Coffee...
I made it to Seattle. I am absolutely in love. My host and roomie took me to a bistro on the lake upon my arrival and I ate fresh, wild salmon. {nom, nom nom} The waitress squeezed my hand and told me "Welcome to Seattle."...
Mama bear.Creeper McCreepersenFor over ten years we've been taking this exact same picture. Veil Malfunction.My most favorite thing about wedding planning has been something that has nothing to do with the planning itself. The get togethers have hands down been the absolute most wonderful thing about...
Holy Moly. It's been an entire month since I last wrote. I'm not surprised at all. My fingers have ached to glide across the keys, and to hash out my thoughts and feelings. I haven't allowed myself the time to do so though...
