a rockstar-esque anniversary. [and a surprisingly easy story to tell.]

Evan and I celebrated four years of marriage last week. It feels like more to me, but only in the best way. Only in the familiar—family—it-feels-like-we've-been-through-decades-of-life-together way. On Wednesday, August 14th (our actual wedding anniversary), The Rolling Stones were playing in Seattle. My incredible cousin took this event and made it a family affair by… Continue reading a rockstar-esque anniversary. [and a surprisingly easy story to tell.]

things I believe could truly change the world…

#1: Nanette. This comedy special is life-changing. Incredible. It touched me at a deep/raw part of myself and I am so thankful. It's on Netflix. It's wonderful. Grab the tissues. Speaking of Netflix… #2: Queer Eye. I was late to the party, BUT I AM HERE NOW AND ADAMANTLY ON-BOARD. I want my whole family… Continue reading things I believe could truly change the world…

my favorite laugh.

When Evan finished his first semester of—official—nursing school, I did a little celebratory dance for the occasion. And—of course—I watched the video over and over, because I'm addicted to that laugh. The beginning of this journey feels like so. long. ago. Because it's been a really long journey—this whole Evan-in-Nursing-School thing. He has worked nights… Continue reading my favorite laugh.

checking the mailbox // a story + playlist.

Tonight, I had my first writing class of a series. We did some free writing. Get a prompt. Write for five minutes. Share. The third prompt was "I remember…" For unclear reasons lately, I've been thinking about mailboxes. What they mean for homes. What they mean for love. What they mean for communication. And in… Continue reading checking the mailbox // a story + playlist.

let’s make up dances.

I'm into defining my years. Naming them. Calling them out. I've had the bad year: circa 2009. Then there were fours years in between that escaped official titling. I was feverishly tornado-ing through life and the west, looking for purpose, creativity, love, adventures, paychecks, and more purpose. I picked Evan up on the way and we kept on… Continue reading let’s make up dances.

oh, so randomly. there you are.

In a new place, a disarming week(end) hits twice as hard. You look to so many things to find a bit of yourself again. And then you find yourself on the floor. Sitting in front of the speakers. Watching/listening to this again: http://www.npr.org/templates/event/embeddedVideo.php?storyId=396379992&mediaId=396382139 And there you are. I love love her voice. I love love… Continue reading oh, so randomly. there you are.

Step 1: Be Unrealistic.

Class was cancelled this morning. After I was already sitting at the coffee shop, flustering to get all the scripts together that I need to read and making note of the loose ends I need to tie up, my three-hour class was cancelled and I have a couple hours to myself at this escape. So… Continue reading Step 1: Be Unrealistic.

the alive work.

Things have been absolutely insane/awesome lately. I hate being too busy to have dancing dinners with Evan, call my mom to just talk, hug my friends after laughing about nothings, and go running/climbing/hiking/do anything that resembles exercise.BUT things in the rest of life have been so rewarding.I recently won a writing contest! Well, I got… Continue reading the alive work.

frictioning geometry.

Tonight felt so much like what this used to feel like. Evan is gone. Backpacking. And this feels alone like I used to be. Alone. Staying up late, working on projects, drinking wine, listening to this: This whole album. And flipping through an old friend of a book, trying to help a commenter who got… Continue reading frictioning geometry.