I am so excited for the next two weeks. We just arrived in Telluride, CO, will be here for the next week, and then off to NYC for the holidays. I absolutely adore Telluride already, and the only activities we’ve done so far are dog sledding (amazing!!!) and snowmobiling.
Hello from New Orleans! I haven’t visited this beautiful city since 2004, and it’s everything I remembered it to be.
This weekend I’ll be running my fourth half marathon. Yay! When I first started training for this race, I was hoping for a PR, which would put me under two hours, but I’m not feeling quite as confident it’ll happen this time around. The past month has been insanely busy, my husband was away 10 days (making it tough to get out in the morning to run), I was away another four, and so some of my training was put to the side. I feel confident I’ll finish the race comfortably, but my under two hour dream may have to wait until 2017 (sad face). Anyway, it’s my first time taking part in the big island race, Run Barbados, so I’m really excited to finally be able to participate in this event!
Happy day-after Thanksgiving! I hope your day was filled with feasting, family, friends, and fun! Even though my Thanksgiving seems like a distant memory (it was over a month ago!), I settled in for my tradition of watching the Macy’s parade, the dog show, and some football. After a whirlwind trip to LA, followed by an indulgent birthday party to celebrate my big 4-0, it was nice to have a day to relax and enjoy the start of my favorite time of year.
I’m so excited for our Friendsgiving next week. We’ve been hosting this event in Barbados for five years, and while we were in Cayman hosted it there for two years. Sadly, we usually can’t make it home for Thanksgiving with family, so the Mr. and I created a little family abroad. We let Gwyneth stay home from school, make these cinnamon rolls, watch the parade and football, and then our friends join us for a fabulous feast. It’s fantastic!
Two years after graduating from college, I moved up to NYC. It wasn’t a scary move for me; I’m pretty independent, I’d already spent 4 years away from home at college, my brother lived in the city, and I was moving with a close friend. But then two months later my friend moved away, and although my brother and I met up often, I still found myself a little lonely.
And then randomly I bumped into one of my sorority sisters at an event my company was hosting, and she told me she was part of a book club and asked me if wanted to join. You’d be amazed at how small NYC really is (I used to bump into people all the time)! Anyway, of course, I joined.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scare heard amid the guns below.
~ John McCrae
I am officially in the last week of my 30s. I turn 40 next week, and I have some mixed feelings about it. A decade ago I absolutely panicked at the thought of turning 30. I’d like to think I’ve learned a few things over the past 10 years, and while I’m not exactly welcoming the milestone with open arms, I’m less frantic than I was back then. After all, every birthday is a gift, but in the real world, some are harder than others.
I can honestly say that I changed the most in my 30s. I think moving to a new country, and all of the experiences that came with it, fundamentally changed my life. I knew I didn’t have everything figured out, but I thought I was pretty darn close. I was wrong. I knew nothing. I likely still don’t know much, but I know more than I did!