Tuesday, September 29, 2009


we just got back from san juan. what a wonderful holiday.

by far, my favorite part:

bioluminescent bay in fajardo. absolutely amazing.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009


i'm off to san juan tomorrow:

i can't wait. i know i've only been back at work for a couple of weeks, but it honestly feels like years.

my bones need to warm up (i know, i know).

wishing you and yours a very happy close to september.

Monday, September 21, 2009


in yet another grand gesture of love:


the bf brought me a gift from philadelphia. what was it? why, a copy of the constitution, of course!

god bless him.*

*and god help me, because when i first picked it up i said, "oh! it's the declaration of..."

Saturday, September 19, 2009


sometimes a girl just needs some room to breathe.

and today i am. with movies that make me cry, some tea, and a blanket.

i have been suffocating lately. not being able to take a breath correctly. deeply. just shallow, quick, sharp.

everything just seems so small. so tight. i don't feel free.

but today, so lovely.

Friday, September 18, 2009


i tend to shop in phases.

i usually toggle back and forth between work clothes, play clothes, shoes, makeup, jewelry, home, office, and kitchen. (omg. just typing it all out makes me seem a little crazy. i suppose it would have just been easier to say i shop for everything in phases. ah well.)

i just wrapped up a fairly satisying shorts phase. (yes, i absolutely get that specific. and that crazy. i'm talking 2 pairs of linen beach shorts in yellow and natural, khaki shorts, honey shorts, ikat shorts, and a jakarta pattern short.)

now i feel like i am entering a new, more expensive yet infinitely more delicious phase:


Thursday, September 17, 2009


the bf has cold feet.

literally (well, figuratively too, but that's another thousand blog posts).

i hate wearing socks. there's something about them that make me feel too constricted. too controlled. just too. much.

i love kicking off my shoes and pulling off my socks at the end of the day.

the bf? not so much:

may i present: the bf. relaxing. in work clothes. while wearing socks.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009


three things i hate from today:

1. construction (if you're going to close a road, how about a little effing warning?!)

2. friends who ask for "simple" favors that end up being super complex and infinitely inconvenient.

3. work stress that manifests as facial blemishes.

hatefully yours,

Saturday, September 12, 2009


i woke up at 8:30 this morning.

then napped. until 9:30.

i had weird dreams of the bf and the wife of one of his best friends. they kissed and it was horrible.

i also dreamt that someone stole my luggage, and i cried because my favorite bikini was in my bag.

when i woke, i felt like crying. have i waxed poetic about j.crew bikinis before? they fit like a dream, somehow making the whole bikini-shopping process a bit less demoralizing. the bikini camouflages flaws and slides on effortlessly. and the prints. oh, the patterns! paisley. stripes. dots. vintage. batik. so lovely.

a gift for me.

Thursday, September 10, 2009


i like new beginnings.

this month has been full of lovely surprises.

and the bf and i are certainly very, very grateful.

a toast, to you and yours. may your cup spill over as well.

love love love.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009


dear bf,

you deserve this.

and i love you.


Saturday, September 05, 2009


yesterday was a lovely day.

may i leave it at that? i just want to relish for a little while.

have a wonderful weekend.

Tuesday, September 01, 2009


what a fabulous short holiday!

we flew into cabo on saturday. lounged at the hotel pool all afternoon and grabbed dinner at the pool. ventured into town to stock up on bottled water and snacks. slept in.

sunday we walked to lawanda's place (we met her on our first trip to cabo, way back when) for her pineapple muffins, but her shop was closed. instead, we saw her through the glass and tapped, hoping she would recognize us. when she opened the doors, she yelled, "minnesota!"

we had brunch at a cantina in the marina. (that rhymes!) lawanda and her bro darryl were great company, and the huevos rancheros was yummy.

in the afternoon the bf and i walked (read hiked) over to lover's beach @ land's end. a lot of walking. shimmying. climbing. swimming. ensued. the bf somehow convinced me to swim around the bend in order to reach lover's beach. in my cargo shorts and white tank top.

but we made it (with one wave threatening to pound me into the rocks). it was worth it. beautiful and inspiring.

on our way back, however, we took a different ("easier) route. it meant walking around the rocks and trying to avoid the waves versus climbing over the rocks to the other side. on the last bend to make it back to the beach, the waves were coming hard and fast. the bf led the way, carrying our bag of supplies. and his flip flops. i distinctly remember thinking that i should probably take mine off when the bf was off around the corner and i closely followed, using the rocks on my right to guide me around. i heard the wave coming and the bf telling me to move it, but my feet (nicely tucked into my flip flops, thank you) had a different idea. as the wave washed back out, the water sucked my flops into the sand and i was wonderfully glued right next to the rocks when the next wave came in. i panicked for a second, willing my legs to pick up and get a move on, but they wouldn't listen! i figured i would just solider through that wave, bracing myself against the rocks. i heard it and didn't turn around to see it. when it came in i was swept off my feet. yikes! into the rocks i went. a tangle of arms and legs. not knowing which way was up. saltwater in my mouth.

i felt the bf yank me up by my arm and lift me out of the water.

i staggered onto the beach. spitting out sand. sand in my ears. one flip flop. bleeding from my left ankle and right knee. in short, i was a hot mess.

the bf saved me. and went back to save my other flip flop. sigh. my hero.

we went to romeo y julieta for dinner. a lovely italian meal in mexico. grin.

the next day we went here to check out the location. i absolutely. fell. in. love. i am still dreaming about it. next time.

we flew out on the last flight out of cabo last night. due to hurricane jimena, we were worried that we wouldn't make it out for days after she passed through. the flight attendant announced that flight 336 "operation hurricane rescue mission" would depart shortly. just in time. sounds like the theme of the holiday.