one lucky blog reader will receive the kaunna necklace.
i hope you all are as excited as i am--it's for such a great and worthy cause! happy monday!
one lucky blog reader will receive the kaunna necklace.
when i was in high school the dixie chicks did a cover of landslide that was all over the radio. i remember i'd hear it driving to and from school and i didn't particularly care for it.
but listening to this today. to the slow melody and simplicity it of it, i hear it all so differently. i understand the words--both their heartbreak and hope. and in hearing it differently i am aware of how i am different--changed, more expansive.
how funny (or perhaps fitting) it is that something like a song can be a touchstone in our life. illuminating the space between and all the path already traversed.

whatever does not pretend at all has style enough. booth tarkington. 
the very first moment i beheld him, my heart was irrevocably gone. jane austen.
you don't love people at their best, sweetheart. you just love them because you can't help it. amy lane.
we can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. it's one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it's another to think that your's is the only path. paulo coelho. 
i am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. only a fool would give out such a vital organ. anais nin.
any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves. albert einstein.
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(post in the style of una bella vita).
on monday: a giveaway--the first! prepare yourself...
the other night when i called home i was chatting away with my mother when she suddenly became distracted.
your father's throwing acai berries at me, she explained.
i love this for so many reasons. for the fact that my parents still have fun together--think of it, flying food as proof of love!--and also because they were actually eating acai berries--oh how far we've all come since the days of oreos after dinner.
when i first began to uproot my eating patterns--cutting out meat, eating goji berries and mulberries, seeking out fair-trade foods and eco-concious restaurants--my meat and potato parents viewed this all a little wearily--or, at least, i feared they would.
(let me be clear: as a child i ate white bread. i pitied those forced to endure whole-wheat--oh the deprived childhoods they must lead, i thought.)
there's nothing harder than totally changing your eating habits and not having the support of those around you--so calling home and knowing my parents were eating chocolate covered acai berries--knowing that they're not just supportive in their words but in their actions--that is not lost on me. i realize that's not the norm. and i feel so unbelievably lucky.
in other (but related) news: i finally pulled out my babycakes cookbook and whipped up some vegan/gluten-free/sugar-free (it's sweetened with agave) banana bread. while finding some of the ingredients in whole foods proved tricker than usual, actually putting it all together was a breeze. and it was good--moist and good. and quickly eaten up when i offered it up to our version of craft-services on my last day of shooting.
book club selection: the guernsey literary and potato peel pie society.
my reasoning: i've actually read this book before i adored it in every possible way. it's a quick and easy read that both charms and moves. i find it perfectly fitting since it deals with a book club and the power of words--and lordy i can't wait till we sit down and talk about the power of words!
a note about the book club: if you haven't read the book--i still want you to come. but if you are so inclined to read it, please do (i promise it's lovely). this book club is meant to be a way to meet people (and know that on my first draft of this i spelled meet, meat. really?), stir-up discussion (and not just that pertaining to whatever we've just read). i have found in my nearly seven years in this city that it can be difficult to meet people--especially when they fall out of our normal circle of work or school or some such. so as long as you bring a smile (even if you're secretly terrified), then that's all i care about.
if you've emailed me: (and i haven't emailed back...) all of the emails are in a specific folder in my inbox and as soon as i figure out a location then you will be getting an email with details and a hop-stop direction guide!
let the discussion begin! this is what i had to say about the book last go round.