February flew & crawled simultaneously. How does that work? I spent a lot of time worrying & waiting, shed tears of anxiety and relief, reminded myself to practice gratitude, and drank a damn lot of coffee. Here are a few things that were my favorite - both on & off the interwebs.
I regret to inform you. I emailed this article to myself so that I wouldn't forget to include it. A hearty hell yes for the honesty.
Super fun dates. Learning how to date in your forties isn't easy. This month? We killed it. Taco Tuesday at a hip bar. Happy hour for a collective office space. A mead brewery & an odd movie. Spontaneity for the win.
Ghost by Ella Henderson. Dancing it out to this song.
American Idol. I haven't watched it in years. This season (on Hulu) is getting me through sleepless nights.
Toasted sesame oil on eggs. Go make some. I'll wait.
The Motivation Manifesto. Y'all know that this is right up my alley.
The Give a Shit Manifesto. Word. (also...I'm sure that one of you led me to that link...so thank you!!)
The commiseration of February. Sure, it's a misery loves company sort of thing. But this is the time of year when we all just look at each other and say "I'm just done" and trust that no one is judging you for the fact that you're wearing 3 pairs of tights and 7 pairs of socks. Under jeans & Uggs. Whatever.
March is gonna be big around here. March is moving. March is magic.