Life

The Art of Doing Nothing

Every year I fly to Arizona to spend either Christmas or New Years with my grandparents. They live in a little town called Carefree, just north of Scottsdale. Carefree is just as it sounds — a sleepy town littered with cacti and adobe houses. They’ve lived in Arizona for as long as I can remember.

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I’m currently on day seven of being in Las Vegas. Generally, I hit my “Vegas Max” at four days. Alas, I’m still here.

And I’m exhausted.

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It’s a serendipitous story, really.

The boyfriend and I have decided to move in together.

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Three Years.

Three years ago, I made the best decision of my entire life. I packed up all my belongings and journeyed to San Francisco. I was unsure of what to expect — I didn’t have any friends or family in the city.

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Until three years ago, my summers were hot. The kind of sticky hot where you want to spend the days by the pool with a trashy novel sipping Bud Light Limes (yes, I think they’re delicious — go ahead and judge me).

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Last weekend, the Boyfriend and I went exploring. For the past five months or so, we’ve been on opposite schedules and haven’t been able to spend a whole lot of quality time together. The remedy? Taking a quick road trip to Hog Island Oyster Farm in Marshall, CA.

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If any action anyone takes doesn’t turn out how it was planned, the blame gets placed on something or someone else.

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People tell me I always have an opinion. “Ask Lauren, she’ll have an opinion.” “I bet Lauren has a point of view.” “I’m sure Lauren will want to weigh in.”

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Remember, in high school, when you met that one girl (or guy) with whom you just clicked? You both liked the same music, the same burrito bowl at Chipotle, the same smoothie at Jamba Juice, and therefore you were soulmates — attached at the hip. You wove together friendship bracelets and swear you’d never ever take yours off.

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No, seriously. When? I had this realization the other day when I was washing the dishes and discussing weekend plans with my boyfriend. I just might be a grown up. And I’m not really sure how I feel about this.

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The past two weeks have been wonderful. As you may know, I began a “cleanse” which is really turning into what I hope to be a lifestyle change. Clean eating makes me feel so good. And my workouts? The best ever. I’m thoroughly enjoying truly taking care of my body.

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Whole Living

The past two months have been a blur. Christmas in Sonoma. Phoenix between Christmas and New Years. New Years Eve in San Francisco. Weekend with my brother. My dad in town for my Big Birthday. Then Chicago last week for work.

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