lately

Tomorrow is the end of February. Hooray! I am wishing, wanting, and praying for spring. I do not feel myself lately. I am trusting that the change of season will cure this.

My lately consists of warm socks and fleece blankets, tall glasses of orange juice with ice, reading about decking (and decking and decking and more decking), renting movies from Red Box, quick meals and pizza on Fridays, and lounging in bed on Saturday mornings.

How is your lately?

winter blues

I have the winter blues bad, bad, bad this year. I think perhaps the worst ever. The gray days are seeming to stretch on endlessly. Yesterday I cried to husband, "Were the winters this gray in Virginia? I honestly can't remember."

But I feel the time has come to overcome. Today I threw off my sweatpants and took myself into the city. I treated myself to lunch and an afternoon at the Rosenbach Museum & Library. Just the act of getting out of the house helped. The cold wind kept creeping into my collar but it felt nice to walk around people watching and admiring the row homes near Rittenhouse.

I hope to soon feel more like myself. The days will get sunnier and so will my outlook. Hope all my loved ones are combatting their own versions of the winter blues as best they can.

lazy bones

What did you do this weekend? We did a whole lot of nothing. Well, I guess I did a whole lot of nothing. Husband rode his bicycle every day. In the freezing cold. I wore my pajamas for an embarassing amount of time and counted it as a great accomplishment that I ironed the pile of shirts that has been looking at me for 2 weeks. Ok, fine. 3 weeks. I had great intentions of being fun and active this weekend. Honest I did. But once I saw the temperature and heard the wind at my windows all those thoughts flew far, far away. This weekend was filled with movie watching, Girl Scout cookie eating, and singing silly made-up songs to one another. 

Here's to another start of the work week. Already made better because tomorrow's Monday is actually Tuesday. Thank you, Mister Presidents. Maybe next weekend I'll manage to shower before 3:00 and not eat the majority of a box of peanut butter patties. Darn those Girl Scouts.

happy valentine's day

Today was pretty darn good. I took a personal day and lazed around in sweatpants watching movies, received some pretty tulips, and made chicken marsala for my valentine (and ate at a normal dinner time, not at 9:00 which is our norm lately).

I hope you feel loved today, whether that love comes from a partner, a parent or a friend. Happy Love Day.

xoxo.

so here's the thing

It is worth it. Love, that is.

It is worth the all of it and the everything that comes with finding it, growing it, and keeping it. It. is. worth. it. That's what I am here to say. So if you are wondering if love is worth the heartache? If you haven't found your love and wonder if maybe you are searching for something that isn't all that necessary for a happy life? If you are hoping for something that is even worth hoping for? My answer is yes. Be ever vigilant. You aren't less or weak for wanting it. Because it is totally worth wanting.

It is more wonderful than you know. And you aren't supposed to know about the wonderfulness until you are in love fully and overwhelmingly. You're just not. That's the great secret. You might think you have a sense of what this love thing is you are searching for, but I assure you that you have no idea.

I wish for you to have love. I wish you to be stupid full of it. I wish for you to not know the wonderfulness until it slams into you like a truck. For all of it to be worth it.

happy birthday, baby brother

30 years ago today my mom pushed out that big head you see in the right side of this photo. Happy birthday to my baby brother. He may not have much time for his way cool big sister these days and awkwardly ignores me when I tell him I love him, but he's still the greatest brother I'll ever have. You'll never come across a more loyal, hardworking guy. He makes me proud.

Happy birthday, Jonathan. Sorry I beat you up so much when we were kids. I love you.

happy friday, ya'll

Robert says to have a good weekend. You should listen to him. He's a fox.