Embracing the mess in that picture above! It does kinda sum up the last month for me: stuff everywhere but rocking it the best I can. Not pictured, of course, is all the sleep I’m catching up on. I’ve learned I can put up with chaos in my space and my schedule for only so long.
Wearing my new shirt from Dear Handmade Life! with my “crafty maker” ensemble that I wore to the Emerge Summit a few weeks back! Metro Edge put on an awesome event. Highlights for me included, Isaac Serwanga and Leslie Bosserman.
Celebrating the debut of ^that^ necklace I made! It is ceramic beads that I shaped and glazed myself, and I’m obsessed. Totally interested in pursuing more ceramic art in the future.
Reflecting on this beautiful video. So many layers to the story she tells: grief, and legacy, and how we choose to honor the lives of those we love.
Watching Dancing With The Stars and Survivor. My fall shows are back and yes, I’m totally reveling in the chill and silly TV time at night.
Hosting an impromptu sleepover weekend with a dear friend. She needed a couch for a couple nights and OMG we had so much fun talking into the late hours. Is there a word for that feeling you get where you’re so tired, but so awake, from telling stories with a friend?
Cooking chicken noodle soup from scratch. Nothing fancy, but so warm and lovely as the weather changes. I added some red pepper flakes, for the sinus clearing, and I’m eating bowls and bowls at a time.
Doing LOTS at work! Every day is different, but I’m enjoying getting to stretch both my creative, and interpersonal relationship muscles. I recently celebrated a year of working at this rad store and man, if that’s not awesome in and of itself.
Loving seeing Maggie Rogers live a few weeks ago. Thee. Best. Three cheers and them some for MR and that album. I shared some videos here.
Remembering how awful that first October (scratch that, everything?) was after my brother’s death. Never being one for the scary side of Halloween, I was especially full of rage towards morbid decorations in my neighborhood. This article serves as a reminder of how Halloween can be a triggering holiday for many in the grief club.
Chuckling at this blog post I wrote FOUR years ago about my aversion to spooky Halloweens.
Cutting my hair! I saw a new stylist and we chopped a bunch off. It freaked me out at first - actual tears were shed - but after a few days I felt normal again. Dare I say, even inspired by the fresh cut.
Reading Elise Blaha Cripe’s brand new book! I’ve followed her online for years (back in the blog only days) and what a thrill it is to see her take her craft to the next level! Her authentic voice comes through and I’m excited to dig in more.
Enjoying more blankets at night, and slippers, and sweater weather. The adjustment to colder temperatures has been bumpy and yet, so much to celebrate the return of.