Friday Five {4.4.14}

1. coffee Fridays. one of my close girlfriends and i work together, and we’ve decided to start making Fridays our Starbucks-date days. there’s a Sbucks in the lobby of our building, so it’s a nice little break from sitting at a desk. it also breaks up the daily routine of regular old Keurig drip with a nice Skinny Vanilla Latte (my cup of choice). fun fact: i was a barista for a while, both in Colorado and in Albany. and i didn’t mind it one bit.


2. Broadway! stoked to be going to a show tonight. i really need to get better about making this a habitual thing. i’m seeing Violet, of which i know nothing, but which has a pretty sweet plot and is supposedly really well done:

“Violet tells the story of a young woman’s quest for beauty amidst the image-obsessed landscape of the 1960s. Facially disfigured in a childhood accident, Violet (Foster) dreams of a miraculous transformation through the power of faith. Convinced that a televangelist in Oklahoma can heal her, she hops a Greyhound bus and starts the journey of a lifetime. Along the way, Violet forms unlikely friendships with her fellow riders, who teach her about beauty, love, courage and what it means to be an outsider.”

i’ve already decided that i’m probably going to love this. really looking forward to it. (review to come, for sure.)

3. motivation & inspiration. because it’s always the perfect time to give yourself a life pep-talk.

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4. giving back. i participate in Big Brothers/Big Sisters of NYC and head up our office’s program, and i am so enjoying building a relationship with my “little” this year. life is so busy in NYC, and it’s so easy to get caught up in your little bubble and run around like a crazy person with a thousand things to do, and volunteering or investing in someone else’s life on a consistent basis can be difficult to schedule in as much as we’d like. it may seem like a small thing, just giving 4 hours of my time a month to build a relationship with a 15-year-old girl, but last night at group she shared with everyone how much it meant to her to have another adult role model in her life outside of her family and how glad she was to have me and that she felt that we were the perfect match. it almost brought tears to my eyes right there in program.  i didn’t realize i had this much of an impact on this girl i’ve only just begun to build a relationship with. it definitely makes me want to evaluate how i spend my time, and make sure i’m prioritizing my investment in other people — because nothing else feels as good, or matters as much.

running humor. i work with a few guys who are marathon runners as well, and we obviously bond over our crazy love for running distances. one of them sent me this BuzzFeed article (any other BuzzFeed fanatics out there?? it’s fantastic, right??) this afternoon:   75 Thoughts Every Runner Has While out for a Run.  okay, so i haven’t had most of these thoughts, but it was a funny little piece to read and laugh at anyway. here are some of my fave points:

32. Man, what are these people doing in front of me? Walking?!
33. Is this a contest to see who’s the worst at walking? Because you are both champions in my heart.

60. Wait, less than one mile to go? I am KILLING this run.
62. YES, including ostriches.
63. Honestly, I should sign up for a marathon.

little laugh for you. 🙂

happy weekend, friends! xo



What’re you looking forward to this weekend?

Seen any good theater productions lately, or is there anything you’re dying to see?


Friday Five {3.28.14}

1. i always listen to music when i run, and my playlists can get old. i run to a wide variety of tunes, and lately i’ve discovered something unexpected: i kiiiiinda love running to bachata music. ya know, Latin music’s slower dance tunes. weird? i think it’s a bit weird. i have this whole “envisioning myself dancing” thing going on and it totally makes me either run a bit faster or else just lose myself in the song and not think about running (both of which are appreciated). quite possibly i just have a really active imagination and have convinced myself that running and dancing need to be united somehow. maybe that could be a thing. maybe not.

i’m especially liking when this song shows up on my running playlist lately (even though i understand a total of 8 words in it), by Romeo Santos, Mr. King of bachata himself, who gave a little performance on The Bachelor this past season and Andi showed off her terrible dancing skills on stage with JP. remember that scene? i was a little jealous, i can’t lie. just not of her dancing.


2. StoryPeople. i’ve been a huge fan of Brian Andreas’s StoryPeople artwork since circa 2005, when i first discovered them in a tiny little shop in Salida, Colorado and fell completely enamored with everything about these pieces. he combines beautiful, poignant little snippets of the sweetest writings with playful, childlike artwork, and he has pieces for just about every sort of relationship or situation in life. i’m 100% certain you’ll find one — or 20 — that speak to you. and if you don’t, well…sorry that you don’t have a heart. work on that. 🙂

they make great gifts. i bought my bff and her hubby This Moment for their wedding:

“There are moments you know in an instant & even if you cannot name them for a very long time, each time my fingers brush your cheek & your eyes look into mine, it is clear there is no moment I’d rather be than here with you, making a world together.


i have a bunch of personal faves (and a few prints hanging on my bedroom walls). these are two of my all-time faves:

Center on Wheels
“I spent a long time trying to find my center until I looked closely one night & found it had wheels & moved easily in the slightest breeze, so now I spend less time sitting and more time sailing.”



Waiting for Signs
“I used to wait for a sign, she said, before I did anything. Then one night I had a dream & an angel in black tights came to me & said, you can start any time now, & then I asked is this a sign? & the angel started laughing & I woke up. Now, I think the whole world is filled with signs, but if there’s no laughter, I know they’re not for me.”


and there are a lot that have to do with love and romance and all that gushy stuff that i’m sure i’ll probably have to have one day when i fall in love and have room to collect and hang them all. and at that point, i’ll be able to buy a pet unicorn, too. a girl can dream.

3. i cannot buy peanut butter. it’s just an awful idea. we seem to have some unspoken understanding in my family that peanut butter cookies constitute a food group all to themselves, so even though i make super healthy cookies (pb, oatmeal, brown sugar and 1 egg), they’re consumed in such a short amount of time that it defeats the “healthy.” however, they’re pretty much the only thing i like to bake these days, so it’s sort of a catch 22. i managed to bag last night’s batch up and bring them to work today for my coworkers. that is about the only way i’ll exert a sense of self control over these things. and yes, i had them for dinner last night and breakfast today.

4. i’ve recently started drinking Americanos every now and again to switch up the regular coffee routine. holy buzz. i had one on Tuesday morning and was dizzy until 3pm. not sure if it was amazing or terrifying, but i’m planning to try it again today. life on the edge, i know.




it’s far too easy to constantly be waiting for something great to happen in your life — which isn’t necessarily a bad thing at all, as dreams are so necessary — but how often do we get so stuck on thinking, “if only i had this job, or that talent, or if only i lived in NYC or California or Paris, or if only he liked me, or if only it was June”?

we all do this. it’s natural.

we are a culture riddled with future-planning, weekend-lusting, peer-comparing, forward-motion-itching, rarely-satisfied-with-where-we’re-at mentalities, and that can so easily lead to sucking the joy out of the beautiful moment we’re in. there’s nothing wrong with Wednesdays; with quiet nights; with the things we currently have and the people we currently love and who love us back. we should appreciate the now, or else what will we ever appreciate?

now can be magical. you just have to believe it’s so.