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A smattering of thoughts.

Yes, I did say smattering.

(is that even a word. Wait. Don’t answer that. I kinda like it, even if it isn’t!)

I feel like I don’t have a heck of a lot to say on one given topic right now, but I have enough to say to toss some up here. Take it or leave it ; -)

I was driving home from the studio last night (talk about diving right back into teaching after almost two weeks of travel and not many classes taught or taken in between – total withdrawal – teaching 3 classes yesterday, wheeeee! end side note) and I flipped on ‘Ave Maria’ – the Beyonce remake of that song and wow, the words struck me. I found myself thinking ‘wouldn’t that song be perfect when we get married?’

And then I listened to another of my all-time favorites ‘You are the Best Thing’ by Ray LaMontagne and thought ‘swoon…this is *exactly* how I feel about M. *This* should be ‘our’ song’ shouldn’t it?¬†

(like how I completely bypass any other details about said marriage/wedding? doing this ‘my way’ after all…)


I am *totally* embracing being home and in my own routine, with my own food, my own choices, everything. Talk about appreciating more and more my ability to work from home, huh? As much as traveling for work has really expanded my horizons and my confidence, it’s also much more taxing than it may look from the outside looking in. At least I always find it that way. If anyone knows the secret to traveling and not being bone-tired after, please share ūüėČ

And, after my last trip, I was inspired to put together some of my bigger a-ha moments when it comes to travel and balancing your food choices for the ladies of barre n9ne studio. Check out my guest post on it (I was going to cross-post it here, but figure you can swing on over and take a peek if you are interested!).


For the first year in many, I feel as though the holidays won’t go screaming past me in a blur. While I have a lot of back to back family gatherings next weekend leading into Christmas, I purposely did not overbook weekends leading into it (this past planless weekend? GENIUS.) and I feel ready and excited for the holidays!

AND M and I are hosting Christmas DAY this year at our apartment and I couldn’t be more excited about that (good thing we started new holiday traditions huh?). We’re hosting my sisters (I think both of them can come, but as a matter of fact, that may not be true, BUT I will see them both the days leading into Christmas too – score!), my mom and my grandparents ¬†for lunch and another genius move on my part? I’ve decided to make a brunch menu since I think everyone will be nearing ‘food fatigue’ where one big meal too many will cause ‘sick of food-itis’ which ALWAYS happens to me after the holidays. It’s not about overindulging, just about wanting a simple meal vs. a roast, a turkey, a ham, etc. Ya know? (or is it just me?!). Pinterest will be my consultant for all things brunch. Got any good ideas? I’d love to hear them (and pin them!).


Anyhoo, that’s all I got. (and, like so many others, I am silently honoring the victims in the CT shootings…at least here on my blog, but will be keeping top of mind to ‘pay it forward’ as much as possible this holiday season, and always.)


Holiday traditions anew.

Last Christmas, our first Christmas living together, we cobbled together our decorations from our past (those I’d purchased at random when I lived alone, on my little “Charlie Brown”-esque Christmas tree, his from the first Christmas we were together, that I forced him to buy, so he’d have a tree decorated at his apartment) and put up a half-leaning tree (we discovered we lost one of the legs to the stand of his, in the move, so thus it leaned, half-haphazardly¬†against the wall, so klassy) and a random assortment of decorations. Needless to say, it looked okay, but not well-put together and was just enough to get us through the holiday with a little glitter and festivity.

This year, I decided we needed to start anew. Start from scratch. Buy a bigger, better tree (not the lame tree we accidentally purchased…), buy coordinating ornaments, and a few

personal ones. And, almost most importantly, new stockings that we could hang from our mantle (I ALWAYS wanted to have a mantle to do that, it just looks so pretty!). So, last night, on our mid-week date night in, we put together our newer, bigger, and better tree (that M so kindly got exchanged at Target, despite not having a receipt!), placed our new coordinating ornaments up (silver, white and blue), and a few fun ones, including a glittery ‘2012’ and a couple of martini glasses (I am still on the hunt for a couple of wine glass ornaments, those are a must!), and – begrudgingly – placed the scary looking Nutcracker M insisted on buying, on our countertop.

After, there we sat…we listened to Christmas music, we drank some wine, watched the fire glow from the fireplace, and everything looked so…perfect. Sparkly, glowing, warm, and festive. We talked about our marriage plans, we talked about BEING married. And just sat there….settled.

Holiday traditions anew…and it feels like the¬†culmination¬†of a magical year for me, for him, and for us together. Feeling incredibly blessed.


‘The day you’ve waited for your whole life’

*I’ve drafted and held on to this post for awhile and while it may seem somewhat polar opposite to yesterday’s post, I also think it fits into some of what I had to say there. Again, I know this topic may raise some opinions, and that’s okay, I welcome it. This is just my own personal feelings on the topic. Enjoy (er, I hope!)**

‘The day you’ve waited for your whole life…’

Your wedding day.

Something I honestly, 100% never thought about or pined over. Ever.

Sure, I might be in the huge minority on this one, but growing up and throughout my years pre-marriage, I never once uttered that phrase, I never once envisioned my wedding day or the big white dress.

Yet, while watching ‘Say Yes to the Dress” (which oddly, I am absolutely riveted by and watch quite often. Yes, I realize the oddness of this, given that I just said I never envisioned that for myself!), I am constantly awe-struck by these women that completely romanticize their wedding day to the point where I wonder if they even think past that day, towards their marriage, towards their future together, not *just* their wedding. I have said this before –¬† I don’t want a wedding…I want a marriage.” And that statement couldn’t be more true, because it is most certainly not about that day where you say your vows and officially get married, it’s all that goes into why you decided to get married and how you plan to live your future lives together (hopefully) forever.

And as I write these words, I wonder if I am being interpreted as the ‘jaded divorced woman’ that thinks this now that I have gone through divorce, and not because it’s what I have always believed. It’s most certainly the latter.

I have always felt this way.

I have always felt that weddings have been overly romanticized and are often cookie cutter and not representative of the couple being married and are also far too traditional and don’t truly carry forward the message behind why this couple is getting married. Whenever I go to a wedding and I get no sense of the why…I actually just get disappointed, because I think, if anything, your wedding day, the day that you spend an obscene amount of money on, you absolutely should make it ALL about you and ALL about why you want to marry your man (or woman) and your personality. Throw tradition out the window for once.

I guess this topic is on my mind a lot more lately because I wrangle with what I would do the second time around…(ya know, hypothetically speaking…) and honestly, I have no idea. I instantly gravitate towards doing what I did before. Going somewhere remote and getting married without anyone but ourselves, a witness and a minister. But then, I think ‘why do what I did before?’ Why not – again – through the rulebook out the window and do something completely different. Not a big wedding. Not everyone and their brother. But what I want? I just want it to be about us.

And until then…it’s a blank slate. And that’s the way I like it.