i wanna be her
(Source: margaux-lonnberg, via veronicalovesarchie)
if you want to sing out, sing out...
there's a million things to be.
mar 10-13, 2012. salt lake city to park city. deer valley ski lodges. 2 days on the slope, two men, one girl, two boys, and me. red iguana, blind dog and st. regis on the slopes for food. one sick boy, my man taking one for the team. impressed with the boy’s ability to travel, and now excited at the possibilities of going places with him. showing him the world!
life on the hill.
I don’t know what I did to get so lucky in this life. but thank you, thank you. thank you.
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sunrise in the desert, from J
(scenes from last night) I cooked a dinner of roasted buttermilk chicken, parmesan brussels, rice and pineapple upside down cake for my parents and sis, and J was across the country in palm springs, preparing to take photos of the dessert. the next 2 nights, he’ll be here and here… and soon, I can go with.
Our Union” by Hafiz:
Our union is like this: You feel cold, so I reach for a blanket to cover our shivering feet.
A hunger comes into your body, so I run to my garden and start digging potatoes.
You asked for a few words of comfort and guidance, and I quickly kneel by your side offering you a whole book as a gift.
You ache with loneliness one night so much you weep, and I say here is a rope, tie it around me, I will be your companion for life.
via meg fee
scissors and cheese in Zurich, via J
currently: restaurant in which J is having dinner. Zurich, Switzerland. building built in the 1400’s.
San Fran, London, Paris, Home.
I feel like I’ve been going 100 mph lately but that’s not a bad thing. San Fran was great (but Hilly) and it was good to catch up with those girls. not so good to sleep on an air-mattress, then an airplane. and then 2 nights later, another plane. J and I had fun in London- we ate fish & chips, lots of sushi at Nobu, and the most-delish-Indian-food-everrrr at The Red Fort. I didn’t really sight-see in London at all, unless you count a 5-min walk through Soho and a handful of cab rides to/from the airport, hotel & train station. J’s job went well. He was scheduled to come home yesterday, but now won’t be back until Monday night since another job booked in Zurich. and he’s in the top-3 for another job he really wants (coming up soon), so fingers crossed for that one. thank goodness he’s working more, he feels so much better about himself (and the time apart is sort of refreshing). Paris was good, I am obsessed with the train (Eurostar) and want to travel alllll over Europe on it! So. Much. Better. Than. Airplanes. I went to a cute little cafe that D’s dad recommended, saw the Sacre Coeur, ate a solo DELISH dinner of onion soup, warm goat cheese salad (why have I never warmed it before???) and a ridiculous chocolate dessert. the next day, I shopped the flea market and drank wine. I came away with a small number of purchases but a fairly large amt of wine consumed. win-win? :) I disappointed my waiters in Paris by not finishing everything on my plate - SO much food they give! They kept asking “did you not like it? why not finish? what’s wrong?” aye, I’m probably not helping their image of Americans. since being back, the boy and I have been spending lots’o quality time together.
wise mama words, via the glow
friday lunch: avocado, tomatoes, freshly-cracked pepper, homegrown sprouts, mustard and creme fraiche (leftover from last night’s lemon chicken).
so healthy that I’m having a 3pm glass of wine to counterbalance it.
last night, just the two of us & a roasted veggie tart.
post-holiday thank you’s sent using one of my fave local gifts.
