This is the second installment of a two-part series on simplifying your wedding registry. You can read part one here. When Dan and I were engaged, we weren’t exactly minimalists yet, but we were definitely “practicalists.” We were at the beginning stages of wanting to own less and live simply, though I wouldn’t say we had a clear strategy or ascribed to it as an all-encompassing lifestyle. What we did know was that neither of us owned dishes or silverware or really anything practical for the kitchen. We had both relied on roommates who did have these things, so we… Read More
Just over a year ago, you couldn’t have paid me to go whale watching. I would have complained to Dan that it sounded like a drag, a waste of precious money and time. I’d seen whales at SeaWorld as a kid (although, I’ll never go back because of the cruelty issues), and that was enough for me. But as I shared last week, my time hiking at Yosemite—my first real experience with the majesty and grandness of nature—changed my perspective in a way I didn’t expect. Cities don’t thrill me like they used to; give me open water, bays, trees,… Read More
“Let gratitude be the pillow upon which you kneel to say your nightly prayer.” —Maya Angelou I’m in a season of abundance right now, a season where it feels like the blessings are flowing and my rose-colored glasses are securely fastened and the thankfulness wells up inside me at every turn. It’s a fun season to be in, when gratitude comes as naturally as breathing. But is this really what gratitude is? Is it just feelings of thankfulness in the easy times? Is it a veneer we use to coat our eyes and protect our hearts in the hard times?… Read More
This is part 6 of a TBT Travel Series: A Taste of California. Check out these posts on why I picked California, how I saved money on travel, the magic of hiking in Malibu, why you shouldn’t miss the Getty Villa, the sacredness of friendship, and how the mountains will wreck your plans. There’s a concept in Norwegian culture called friluftsliv. It’s difficult to translate it exactly into English, but it roughly means “open-air life.” It’s a way of life that values communion with nature and exploring the outdoors. What I love most about this idea is that it is not tied to money or vacations. It’s a… Read More
Raise your hand if you’ve ever been overwhelmed by Bed Bath & Beyond. Yep, me too. This store is like a warehouse with it’s triple-vaulted ceilings and products stacked and stocked all the way to the top. There are 17 choices of can openers, 40 different garbage cans, and endless patterns of dishes, china, and silverware. Now, I do love this store. It has everything you could ever need. (I especially love the one near our apartment, because it has a beauty/bath section and a mini World Market right inside!) And those 20% off coupons that come in the mail… Read More
At the end of every month, I always wonder where in the world the time went. Does life ever feel like it’s moving at an appropriate pace? While parts of April dragged by, I still just can’t believe May is upon us. I think the expression is true that the days are long and the years are short. Let’s hold on to our daily memories and tattoo them on our minds and let them sink into our hearts so they’re always accessible.
This is part 5 of a TBT Travel Series: A Taste of California. Check out these posts on why I picked California, how I saved money on travel, the magic of hiking in Malibu, why you shouldn’t miss the Getty Villa, and the sacredness of friendship. You know what they say about the best-laid plans, right? Well, I’m a master of creating no-wiggle-room, down-to-the-minute, grand plans. And sometimes it feels like Dan and God are in cahoots to subvert my brilliance. Sometimes these are big plans—the timing of our engagement or deciding when to have kids—and sometimes they’re small plans—exploring off the trail or taking a different… Read More
Let’s do a little exercise together. Turn off your music. Turn off your TV. For real, do it. Now put down your phone, close your eyes, and just breathe for about a minute. Don’t count, just estimate. How long did it take you to feel awkward? Bored? Itching to pick your phone back up? If you’re anything like me, perhaps all of 7 seconds.