Wednesday, September 7, 2011

525,600 Minutes

How do you measure a year?
In daylights
In sunsets
In midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches
In miles
In laughter
In strife
In 525,600 minutes
How do you meaure a year in the life?
Measure in love.
Seasons of love.

-From the musical Rent-

Tuesday, September 6, 2011


All these voices, they whisper through my walls
They talk of falling fast, they say I'm losing it all
They say I'm running blind to love of my own
But I'll be walking proud, I'm saving what I still own...

I came to you with a half open heart
Dreams upon my back
Illusions of a brand new start

~Indigo Girls~

Monday, September 5, 2011

Paper Heart

Looking out across suburban yards
To the construct of our days through the thinning of the trees
How come I only build a house of cards?
That gets blown to pieces by the fall's first fickle breeze
~Indigo Girls~

Sunday, September 4, 2011


Training for the Philly Half Marathon has offically begun!

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Friday, September 2, 2011

How Sweet It Is

Finally getting to the grocery store since before the hurricane
3 day weekend on the horizon
No more 12 hour days
2 bags of Stacy's Cinnamon Sugar pita chips
Life is good.

Sunday, August 28, 2011


You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.
-Neil Young-

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Big Sky

She needs wide open spaces
Room to make her big mistakes
She needs new faces
She knows the high stakes
~Dixie Chicks~

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Sing With Me

"Sing with me, sing for the year
sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away"

Saturday, August 20, 2011


My first crème brûlée. I had no idea what I was missing!

Thanks to my <3 for a nice dinner.

Friday, August 19, 2011

One Day Premiere

"They spoke very little of their mutual feelings: pretty phrases and warm attentions being probably unnecessary between such tried friends."
Thomas Hardy

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Summer Wind

I had the most peaceful 30 minutes this afternoon when I was laying by the pool, just on the edge of sleep.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Hey Girl...

"I like to read - she likes to write,
She likes to sleep - and I like to stay up all night,
My friends say I'm crazy and I agree,
But that's okay cause that the way she likes to be"
- OAR-

Thursday, August 11, 2011


Oh, you creep up like the clouds/And you set my soul at ease
Then you let your love abound/And you bring me to my knees
-Fiona Apple-

Wednesday, August 10, 2011


You drive me crazy
Crazy is alright
With you looking at me
You make me feel high
Every single thing you do to me
Is like I'm drunk
I do my best for you
I do

Monday, August 8, 2011

Sun Shower

I had a nice night catching up with a great friend and even enjoyed the little sun shower when we left the restaurant.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Thursday, August 4, 2011

What Matters

I remember when I was little I would wonder why adults got mad at stupid little things, like dirt on your clothes or a messy bedroom. I get it now - you need to take care of your things. I also get that those little things weren't necessarily the thing they were actually mad about. We all have days where things build and build and one little mishap can push us over the edge. But at the same time, I think my little child brain had a point. In the whole of life, what do those little things mean? Will you look back five years from now and think "Gee, I wish I didn't get spaghetti sauce on that white top!" or "I can't believe I had to sit in all that traffic that one day." I highly doubt it. You will forget about it. So why dwell on it now? Think about the things that WILL matter five years from now. Think about the people who will matter. Think like this little kid, riding her bike, worried about nothing but smiling and steering in the right direction.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

"Where can we live but days?"

You buy it in the grocery store on impulse.
It sits on your bookshelf for months.
You see it in a train station.
You see it on Facebook.
You pick it up.
You put it down.
Things change.
Bonds are formed.
You hear those words again.
Finally it hits you.
It's just a small sentence.
But it means so much.
One day...

Saturday, July 30, 2011

I open my hands up to see what I've got
My days slip like coins into a slot they are gone
And the shadows lie long

I've been banking on a broken machine, left unattended like most of my dreams
Rusty components of an unmarked song
We've been staring down the brilliant dream, the sun burns our eyes
We've been fighting for the love of our lives

All around us things come apart, broken pieces and broken hearts
Fix me, oil me, match me with the next best thing

Who can blueprint a plan to make love stay sturdy and weatherproof, ushering in a new revolution
At the drawing board the hopeful ones still try

How can we help it when we're fighting for the love of our lives
~Indigo Girls~

Perfect Day

It's such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on.
- Lou Reed-

Friday, July 29, 2011

Day 1

The night sky view from my new place. Hopefully it will feel like "home"soon enough.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Get Out the Map

"Get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down. We'll leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town..."
Indigo Girls

Saturday, July 23, 2011


What a great lunch catching up with my oldest, dearest friend! Thanks again for the birthday wishes, the birthday gift and the pleasure of your company. Cheers!

Friday, July 22, 2011

Self Portrait

"Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home.
I should have known."
~Taylor Swift~