...which today needed to belt out a little country in the car. So sue me.

here.

Belting of choice: here.

Ohhh Mondays, why can't we just get along?

Fear and permission.

I've mentioned TED before and again, really encourage you to check it out for some interesting (and often very inspiring) words.

Today, I listened to one that really struck home by this guy, whose blog I have been following as of late.

Nothing completely earth shattering or flip-my-world-upside-down, just a quiet yes, that's it. That is exactly it. whispering in my soul.

Enjoy, friends.

My three favorite moments follow with approximate time stamps.



1. 10:30(ish) mark It's not always the really big things that we're really afraid of. Sometimes it's the details, the things around the big things.

2. 11:31 (ish) Seth Godin says, "Anxiety is just repeatedly experiencing failure in advance."

3. 12:45 We're waiting for some kind of permission slip...that's like it's okay. Really. You can do that. You don't have to live your life like other people expect you to.

Asking:

credit: here.

Faux pas.

Eating one of these...

which is as big as this...

while sitting here...


So sorry, office mates.

I would like to say my etiquette is generally top-notch but I am afraid that is a lie. Exhibit A: my "cave man arm" so (un)subtly pointed out this morning in between shoveled oatmeal bites. WHATEVER, ADAM!

The list does not end there but for the sake of my pride and (mostly) because I can't think of any of Adam's un-Emily-Post-esque behavior, let me end with two things that have captured my attention in between crunching and (quietly) munching and dripping appley juices on my to-do list (ehh, it's worth it):

1. Trying to wrap my brain around this which caused um, shall we say quite a stir?

and

2. Luh-hu-HUVing everything about this.

Photo by Sionnie. Who is awesome. Times a mil.

Calling all hipsters:

Can someone please tell me how to tie a freaking scarf?

Please and thank you.

***

Also, while you're at it, if you could teach me to knit, that would be swell.

(--do hipsters knit?)

((--does anyone say swell anymore?))

(((--IS TIME EVEN MOVING TODAY?! SERIOUSLY?!)))



Annnd rant over.
Carry on.

I am learning:

To live in the Unknown.

To shrug and say "I don't know"

Even when it hurts.

To give myself some wiggle room--

To count a stocked fridge a success

And close the door on dirty laundry.

To fight.

For hope with dear friends who grieve

For friendship even when it's hard

For vision in a murky world.

To bask in simple pleasures.

Like cute aprons,

Fruit smoothie Sunday "dinners"

And herbs growing in our garden.

--And always and ever,

To love and fail and try again.

It goes without saying.

(over carbs of various forms)

Me: And THEN--

Her: She DIDN'T!

Me: SHE DID!!!

Her: O.M.G!

Me: I KNOW!

Her: Seriously?!

Me: SERIOUSLY.

Her: UnbeLIEVable.

Me: Totally.

Her: I'm so glad we're friends.

Me: Me too.