letter to self

Dear Megan,

There are moments like this when you are surrounded by uncertainty. When panic is in the air. Change. The unknown. In these moments you can submerge yourself in the uncertainty & panic. Despair about change. Fret the unknown.

{ or }

You can choose to just slow down & float above this moment. Look out the window of your office. Take a deep breath as the sun goes down over Los Angeles. Watch the colors of the sky grow&swirl&change and just be quiet. And thankful.

But it's your choice. (Good luck)

Love,
m*

instantly better.

It's raining here in Los Angeles. Again. If I were home, I'd be in cute flannel PJ's with my cute puppy and my equally cute husband. But instead I'm processing invoices. In a high rise. In downtown LA. My mood is nothing short of dismal. Well, I guess I should say I felt dismal. That is until my cool friend reminded me about a little blog that's like an instant shot in the arm of my-life-is-so-much-better-than-yours juice. Now, my only dilemma is deciding which is my favorite... (thanks, super cool friend)

Here are my top faves so far:

"and then when she swallowed her birth control with a shot of vodka and looked in my direction, i knew it was time to go."

"just fyi, hangover + ice skates = really bad idea"

"I'm stoned in an empty parking lot listening to dave matthews while looking for a lighter... I feel like I sent this 7 years ago."

"two words: eviction party"

best friends

Yesterday it happened. Otis (top) and Perry (bottom) met for the very first time. It was eventful. Joyous. Dramatic at times. And although they gave us very little indication they will one day be best friends we're convinced it'll happen.

PS: Aren't they just the cutest?

last night...

... on the last night of the year... we got married.  Words cannot describe. But I'll try. Later on...

{ LOVE }

shallow breathing

About five minutes into my drive home and two minutes of conversation with my sister, my breathing slowed. And not just slowed, but grew so shallow I could barely feel my lungs moving at all. Tears began to fill my eyes as slowly as the breath filled my body. (Or not filling, as it were.) I drove about ten more minutes in silence after that call dropped. Silence peppered only by the freeway drumming and my shallow, timid breaths. And as I pulled into a parking spot only a few moments ago it hit me... I have now been abandoned by two fathers in my life. Two. And as I sit here and type, aware of this truth, considering what this means for my life, I cry. And cry. My eyes filling quickly with those same tears earlier held back by my shallow, timid breaths.

And as I sit here searching for a thought to console myself, I decide that perhaps just acknowledging the truth is enough for now...


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shut shut shut it.

So excited to run home and make this. Gluten free, of course.



(Did I mention I am SO excited?)

(Don't forget to check our Alie & Georgia. They're fabulous.)

thank you, ashley

This birdonthelawn blog post by Ashley Thalman was, just... well, beautiful. As I consider what it will mean to one day be a mom I am overcome with excitement and emotion with her words. So much love... so much dedication.

{photograph via Shawna Herring Photography}