I got a full dose of motherhood and New England living this weekend when I traveled to Connecticut for a visit with my college roommates and best friends, M and A. I was totally impressed with Mommy M’s meticulous organization, endless patience and abundant energy in keeping up with her adorable 1 ½ year old -- and still be up for a Girls Night Out on Saturday.
Amid the flurry of job search related activity (Yay!),I’ve been inattentive to my newborn blog. I missed not only the chance to post about last weekend's sweet treat but also missed the opportunity to blog about the celebration of Lily Pulitzer’s birthday on September 20th. So... here’s to making up for lost time!
In the age of electronic communication, email, IM, DM, chat, it's rare to receive a handwritten note in the mail. There are few things however that express that you care enough about someone to spend the time not only selecting beautiful paper or a pretty card but also that you took the time to handwrite it.
"A sealed envelope captures the moment in time that you thought of your friend, acquaintance, love and sat down to share your gratitude. We live in an impersonal world. Phone calls end, emails disappear, texts drop spare change compared to the riches of sending stationery, ink, signature, and a piece of your time they can hold and read and read again."
I recently heard from an old friend who went through a terrible break-up. It was, in many ways, her first long-term relationship and real “love.” Whether you’re thirteen or thirty-five, getting dumped is never easy. But when you’re a bit older, the stakes seem higher because you think you know yourself better; you know what you’re looking for in a mate; what you will and will not tolerate; what values and interests will make a compatible match.
I've been talking about starting this blog all summer long, after being inspired by Summer Is a Verb, The Cupcaketologist, Nesting Place, PVE Designs, Wait in the Van, Fresh Every Day and too many others to list (Abridged list included for The Sailor, who says I spend an "inordinate amount of time online"). I was determined that I too would write something interesting enough to keep readers coming back. But the first three dozen attempts to debut my talent and write my inaugural blog, I faced a blank computer screen, paralyzed by writer's block, and, well, the pressure of writing something interesting enough to keep readers coming back.
I always thought I would have everything all figured out by the time I turned thirty. The truth is, I'm just starting to really understand life. Join me as I find the extraordinary in the ordinary of everyday life.
Fine soap, pretty stationary, love notes, packages in the mail, hydrangeas, cupcakes, Nantucket lightship baskets, Summer, flip flops, OPI “Feeling hot, hot, hot” nail polish, grey cashmere, my wedding photo album, sweet Lola, The Lovely boutique, long hot showers, online retail therapy, cowboy boots
Favorite sounds: children giggling, crickets, silence in a snowstorm