all this snow?
it's just that...
well...
i just think...
it's...
i'm utterly exhausted.
enough for now, yes?
love,
the girl with really bad winter (who knew?) allergies
dear husband-to-be,
i don't like sushi.
okay, well, it's not that i don't like it...it's just... that there are so many other types of food i'd rather have. and because i'm a girl and i unfortunately can't eat until kingdom come, i get to be choosy about this. and so i'd rather have something else.
and yes, i've tasted good sushi. so, no, it's not that.
and i know this makes me far less cool. far less hip. but i've made peace with that, i'll live. (heck, i just used the word hip, which means i probably never was to begin with).
that's all. for now.
hint: i love pizza. and a good veggie burger? huzzah. thai, yes please.
love, love,
your food-loving-lady
nakate (and my little-blogspot-lover's first giveaway ever).
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!
second listening.
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.
thoughts for a friday.

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.
photos.
(post in the style of una bella vita).
on monday: a giveaway--the first! prepare yourself...



