the whole thing makes my heart swell to such an extent that it actually hurts. to make more mistakes. to fail more often. to go barefoot.
it all makes such good sense.
the whole thing makes my heart swell to such an extent that it actually hurts. to make more mistakes. to fail more often. to go barefoot.
it all makes such good sense.
having been in new york for so long now i feel extremely lucky to have so many friends from so many different parts of my life: childhood friends, school friends, work friends, happenstance friends. on monday night several of them came over to help me ring in the new year (new to me, so to speak). with plenty of wine, noah & the whale carrying through the speakers, and such good people around me, i felt so very lucky--so very happy and humbled to know such kind and generous people.
i wore fake eyelashes, my most comfortable dress, and padded round the apartment barefoot. i only broke one champagne glass (and that's on me, i was drinking diet coke from it while baking the cake), but i did manage to land a fair amount of bubbly all over the wood floor (those old school champagne glasses have too much exposed surface area).
all in all it was simply a lovely evening.















ps: i must thank you all--you who come to this wee-here-blog-of-mine--for sharing in my birthday yesterday. your kind words of encouragement never cease to inspire and fill me.
i am in your debt, truly.
{so w're gonna have to just accept that while i like making these link lists the chances of them happening at the same time every week (friday)...slim to none. so it'll be like a little surprise each week}.
surprise!!
a lovely discourse on the power of touch.
considering it was the most powerful book i've ever read (yes, i'm saying that), i know the movie will disappoint. and yet, i began sobbing about thirty seconds into the trailer.
seriously, what is it about ryan gosling?
love that this man claims to be the product of a conspiracy of love. what a powerful thought.
the democratization of energy? now that's an idea.
these pictures of rome have undone me. can we say wanderlust?
not so lucky as to get to see the head and the heart in concert anytime soon? the next best thing.
in light of the occupy wall street protest that is snowballing in new york, i found rolling stone's article on the security exchange commission nothing short of enlightening. (this one's mostly for my dad).
amy poehler / leslie knope. huzzah.
really gives one something to think about in light of the upcoming election. doesn't hurt that it's one of the best movies ever--and always good to watch when the weather turns cool.
i woke this morning exhausted and not feeling terribly well. something about too much bubbly and too much cake last night.
and not enough sleep.
but the incessant call of the buzzer roused me from my warm bed--me cursing whoever thought it appropriate to make deliveries at seven-thirty in the morning.