It’s the freakin’ weekend…

It’s the freakin’ weekend…

Who’s ready for a three day weekend? This girl is for sure. One of my best friends got married last weekend (congrats, Julie and Bryce!), I’m pretty sure it took at least half of this week to recover. Now, I have three days to relax (LOL, I have plans every day. Sigh.)

Six Years

Six Years

Fourth of July will always be a special holiday for me. Not just because I love fireworks and BBQ and patriotic fruit cakes, but because it marks the weekend on which I moved to San Francisco. Six years ago last weekend, I made the best decision of my life (so far, at least).

More and less. 2015.

More and less. 2015.

Last year, I started something. I wrote a post about what I wanted more and less of in 2014. Truth is, I’ve never been good at setting “resolutions.” I’m still a planner and a SMART goal-setter, but I really liked the way 2014 turned out when focusing on what I want more and less of in my life.

On the sixth night of Hanukkah…

On the sixth night of Hanukkah…

Hanukkah. The festival of lights. It’s one of my favorite holidays (and no, not just because as a kid I got eight presents). It’s one of my favorite holidays because the story really is miraculous.