Last year I said “yes” to some music festival called Sasquatch. I quickly learned it involved plenty of unfamiliar things. Camping. How does one camp? New people. Will they like me? An unknown place. Where am I again? Live music all day long. Ahhh yeahhhh. It was just a bit different than anything I’d ever done. And I… Read More Gone to Sasquatch
[Note: I promised myself I’d write a blog post at the very end of May 21st–the day that I ran my first half-marathon. Nothing can really capture all the feels than writing them out at the very moment you’re feeling them. So here goes…midnight…many celebratory drinks later…and one early flight back out west in the… Read More When You Run Your First Half With Your Ex
On the flight from New York to Seattle, I decided to watch How to Be Single with Dakota Johnson and Rebel Wilson. I’m awesome at picking terrible movies but they’re kind of the only ones I really enjoy. Name one. I’ve probably seen it five times. Anyway, beyond the badness, I could sort of relate with… Read More How To Be Single
It was October 2015. Halloween season. I’ve never really been excited about Halloween. To me, it had always been another holiday to avoid. Yet, every single year, on the day of, I’d find myself cobbling together an outfit because…FOMO. It actually wasn’t until I met Shannon that I began to enjoy it. One of my most… Read More May All Your Dreams Come True
Back in the day, I used to be part of a work team that was closer than closest can be. We went to each other’s weddings, we disagreed (with passion), we rode trains, planes and automobiles together, we acted like clowns, we saw success again and again…we had a good thing going. We were a… Read More Eight Hugs
Since joining the single party — for the umpteeth time (no, really, it’s FINE) — I’ve been noticing that old school dating no longer exists. Like at all. From what I’m seeing, people don’t meet at bars or while volunteering or when hanging out in the park anymore. They go online. You guys, there are apps for… Read More Bumble Who?
My journey hasn’t been the easiest. But I’ve made it my mission to keep laughing, loving, learning, living. Being perfectly imperfect and unapologetically Fi. And guess what’s starting to happen? Things are beginning to just click.
Yesterday on Insta, I posed the question, “What would you ask for if you knew the answer was yes?” I’ve been thinking about this quite a bit because…hmm…I actually don’t know. I’ve been trying to figure out what this means. The whole not knowing thing. Am I lost? Am I scared? Do I not want… Read More Stumped
Don’t wait for someone to bring you flowers. Plant your own garden. I’ve been thinking about how lately it feels like I’ve stepped from the solid ground onto a frozen lake that could crack at any minute. I’m doing big girl things for the first time in a long while. I’m googling terms I feel… Read More Get Your Own Flowers
That’s me. And I’m free. Talk about extraordinary love… :: Running over the Brooklyn Bridge this morning reminded me of a quote my friend @julissaarce sent to me at the very moment I needed it. As I finish running these 8 miles, I’ll leave you with it. Yes, it’s about love. Yes, it’s about free.… Read More Extraordinary Love