It’s been a long time since I’ve even looked at pictures of Paris. Priorities are different now.
Sometimes, I’m sad about that.
It’s houses like these that make San Francisco beautiful:
But in reality, most of SF-ers live in houses like these:
Hashtag tourists don’t know nothing.
My God who is the lucky recipient of this ring and what is their story?!
“Smooth out your skirt and do not look at him.”
— Advice for those who love people they shouldn’t.
One of my favorite photos of me in my wedding dress.
I actually saw someone else trying it on and was like, “What is that?! I want that!!”
Reading Into the Darkest Corner by Elizabeth Haynes because a friend recommended it and because it got great reviews on Amazon. I’m about 14% through, according to my Kindle, and my God. Can Cathy BE more insufferable?
I get it. Something bad happened to her (exactly what, I haven’t found out yet), which is causing her to be paranoid and way over cautious. That I understand. But the narrative of her OCD-ness is driving me crazy.
The whole time I just wanna yell, “Stop it! Stop it, you crazy person! You are f*cking insane! GET OVER IT!”
And the problem is, someone who went through a traumatizing (I’m guessing) ordeal is probably going to have some psychological side affects. I just don’t need to read about every million gagillion time she checks the locks.
Get to the storyline, Haynes, so I can see what all the fuss is about. But please spare me page after page of detailed lock checking.
I am definitely OCD on a certain level, but the craziness has got to stop.
1. I love airports. I love watching the planes come and go, the hustle and bustle, imagining all the stories the travelers can tell, from vacations to business trips to visiting loved ones. I even don’t mind the hassle of security checkpoints and rude TSA. So naturally, I also love this bird’s eye view of airports all around the world.
2. The first time I traveled to Paris, I did so alone, and it was incredible. I’ve been back since, and it was great in other ways (engaged!) but this New York Times article and particularly the following passage, really resonated with me:
“The question that bubbled up was not so much, Will I be back?, but rather, Could I bring back with me the feeling that I had cultivated here?”
3. This blog post on An Inch of Gray also reached deep into my heart. “I think years of busy-ness and scorekeeping and nurturing the heck out of small children somehow leave little room for thoughtfulness for each other. I think people are generally wired selfishly, and each day is a struggle against a me-first attitude. And our culture leaves us asking every day, “What’s in this for ME?” rather than “What can I do for others?” So when we feel spent, as we often do, we don’t go around looking for ways to serve our spouse.”
This is a constant struggle in my marriage as well, both of us working so hard in our respective roles that is difficult not to ‘score-keep,’ due to never fully understanding what the other goes through on a day to day basis. Anna’s article reminds us to put our mundane bullsh*t aside (well, not in those words) and stop only worrying about what’s in it for ourselves.
4. On a lighter note, check out this on the Bold Italic. Right before I read this, I ran to the store that is literally next door to my place to get some coffee beans. But in order to get there, I have to walk through THE BIGGEST wind tunnel EVER, and I cursed under my breathe every step of the 20-step way. Reading this made me feel a lot better. So I’m not the only person who ‘can’t with this wind.’
5. Mother’s Day is this weekend (the second one I’m celebrating as a mother!) and oh, #16, you are speaking to me, aren’t you?
Posing. You’re doing it wrong.
Sorry Beyoncé and Jay-Z. It’s Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds for the win!