The Best Kind of Friends

Post-college is weird, no?  You leave the place you felt welcomed and secure, move away from your best friends, and try to keep things exactly the same even when you are miles apart.

It's hard though.  When you work 50-60 hours a week and commute two hours a day (at least), free time is precious and becomes allotted between favorite people.  I'll admit that at times I am great at balancing work and life, and other times I am the suckiest person ever at this.  And ignore the people that mean the most to me.

I'm working on it; I really am.  There are some really special people that I want to share my post-grad adventures with, and these are the people that I want to be excited for too.  Tonight, one of my college besties was a few blocks away from my apartment, and a quick catch-up/hugs/snuggle sesh was such a treat.  I love my friends.

Cannot believe I've never stopped by here!

MOMA-ing

A couple of weeks ago, I went to the SF MOMA with a bunch of friends from work.  Our company had a cool corporate night... it was totally free to go!  I've kinda given up going out on Friday nights after a long week of work, but prompting from my man had me out the door after a quick change.

Boy was it fun! I can't say I know too much about art, but it was a blast catching up with friends, drinking wine, and pretending to be fancy.  You can see we really nailed it ;)

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Back (A Little)

 
When I stopped writing a few months ago, I honestly didn’t think twice about it.  Writing or blogging or just saying hi was becoming a chore, and I didn’t want to taint it… especially the writing part.

The last four months of 2012 were not very fun.  I was tired, I didn’t like who I was, and I couldn’t seem to make anything better.  But thanks to the unconditional love and support I was graced with, things began to change.  I knew that 2013 would be different.

And boy, has this year lived up and exceeded expectations.  I’m happy; so very happy.   I’ve always believed happiness is a choice and that we can make the best of our circumstances, and I don’t know that I quite believe that anymore.  But I do believe that we are part of something big and important and magical, and I’m willing to struggle if it means figuring out how to take care of myself and my situation to get back to a happy place.  I am getting better at taking care of me.

I want to write here, probably occasionally, to have a living journal of sorts.  San Francisco is the best place to live on planet earth, after all ;)  So much has already happened this year that will be fun to document.

Taking a Break

When I tried to do this blogging thing after I started my job and moved to Northern California last year, it was soooooo fun.  I loved having an online journal of everything that was new and exciting and different, and being able to share it with my family.  I "met" so many fun, inspiring women.

Since I've been in San Francisco, it hasn't felt quite the same.  The English nerd in me loves to write, but free time has been seriously lacking.  Story of every young, working woman's life, right?  I might make this private and keep writing just for myself when I have time.  I'll definitely keep reading your blogs during my commute or whenever I need a dose of inspiration.  And I might start blogging again sometime when I figure out how to add more hours to the day or figure out how to sleep less (a gal can dream!).  Either way, it's not goodbye.

Via.

Happy Birthday Sissy!

My "little" sister Maggie is celebrating her 20th birthday today.  I don't know if there's more that I can say except... I love this lady so much.  If you have a sister, I bet you understand.  We have shared so many memories that no one else in the entire universe could understand (except maybe baby sister!).  Playing dolls together, riding our bikes around the cul-de-sac, family vacations, memories we can't even describe because we start laughing too hard, repeating random lines from movies that no one else would understand (I do not want to work at Home Depooooot!), our family history, and even moments so sad they still hurt my heart; these are just a few of the things that have shaped me and shaped our friendship.  Sometimes I even miss our silly fights.  Since day one, Maggie has been my best friend, my biggest inspiration, the person that keeps me grounded, and pushes me to succeed.  Love you so much little sis!

I can always make you smile :)

 A sister shares childhood memories and grown-up dreams.
-Anonymous

Sonoma (Again)

My sissy, boyfriend and I headed up to Sonoma this weekend for a lovely lunch with my Nan and some extended family.  It was so gloomy and misty in the city as we headed out, so I was excited for sunshine and to catch up with my grandma.  Pretty sure we sat in her backyard eating and chatting for at least two hours!  My Nan always makes an insane amount of delicious food, and the story sharing and silliness could not have been better.  Whether it's wine tasting with friends or a quiet afternoon with my family, there is no place I'd rather be.

LOL.

Love you sissy!

Feast.

Such a great day!

On The Coast Of Somewhere Beautiful

My middle sister posted a pic on Facebook today of her and our baby sister loving life on the beach.  And here I sit, cranking my heater up in SF, well over 500 miles away from my fam bam.  While I would so much rather be laying in the sun with my favorite people on Earth, the timing of it all proved to be a bit wonky... and I'm taking a mini vacation of my own in just a few weeks!  For now, I'm going to drift off to sleep dreaming of the last time I was at the beach with my baby sisters.

Cayucos 2008.  Other half naked pics of this trip were included in the family Christmas card, so this was one of few pics I cared to relive :)  A piece of my heart will always be at this beach.

PS: Post title.