Entries from August 2013

summer nights

August 20, 2013


because sometimes the husband wants waffles for dinner…

it’s friday i’m in love….

August 16, 2013


friday love to you my dandelions!

the last five days have given me whiplash with their jet-plane need-for-speed; i can’t seem to catch my flight.

all week-long it feels like i’ve been sprinting down the tarmac chasing a runaway ship whose wheels have just lifted off.

i’m looking forward to this weekend’s lull and respite.

before i sign off, here are a few of my friday favorites…..


i’ve talked about this before: i don’t eat meat; that includes chicken and most fish. it’s an animal thing, not for my health.

my family {hunkiest} doesn’t share my same walt disney-eyed version of all critters and creatures; where every beast is smarter than me, more compassionate, more capable of intelligent thought, and more susceptible to hurt feelings and sadness.

he continues to eat meat and chicken, but out of courtesy to me, his affection for animals, and because he IS one of the best people on the planet, he agrees to let me find him “meat” that has me crying for only 50% of our meals.

enter primal pastures.

right here in our own southern california backyard, primal pastures is looking “to turn the food industry upside down, shake it out, and reclaim health.”


they are an all-pasture raised, grass-fed, humanely treating, working farm. fed-up with the corners cut to gain an organic or “free-range” label, which sometimes is not very healthy or humane, primal pastures believes all animals should live outside, roaming freely and “stress-free.”

primal pastures facebook page updates are truly insightful into their working, kind farm; even how they slaughter {i just died a little} the animals.

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but they need our help. in order to make a “permaculture” of this type of farming, primal pastures is looking to expand. currently working on a 2.5 acre farm, with waiting lists for chickens a hundred deep, primal pastures has leased a 200 acre + area, and is looking for local, grassroots {non-corporate} support.

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please check out their kickstarter project and share with others who might be interested.

{farm photos courtesy of jennifer chong}


from chickens to double-breasted jackets in wool…..this editorial shot by annie leibovitz for american vogue’s september issue is making my end of summer less heartbreaking.

starring model daria werbowy and actor adam driver, this moody, romantic spread set in the country of w.b. yeats has me drooling for chilly afternoon picnics {vegetarian of course} on grassy hillsides, covered in a thick blanket of autumn fog.

check out the rest of annie’s beautiful photos and grace coddington’s emotive styling here.


sure he was referring to the deplorable situation in egypt, but david gregory’s powerful, 5 words, uttered just now on morning joe, felt like a smart, open-palmed slap to the face.

i’ll be carrying this mantra with me in my pocketbook all weekend long.

nice work david…you’re still no tim russert, but today you did ok.

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and lastly, dallas boy, sam horowitz, who eschewed prayer shawls for a shiny white suit and sparkly matching shoes has me smiling.

i mean how else does one enter “manhood” than with a burlesque themed, chandelier dropping, perfectly choreographed dance routine, equipped with his own dallas maverick cheerleaders as back-up dancers?

a passion for all things fashion, glitter and inspired by the cheetah girls, this was bar mitzvah routine was sam’s dream come true.

mazeltov sam, you’re my kind of kid.

so that’s what i’m loving on this friday…..now you? what up with you?

see you on the other side of sunday m’loves.

i say it, because i believe it…

August 15, 2013


this week in class i’ve hit obnoxious levels with my whole “feel more, think less” crusade.

the little, itty, minute details of my day, so bitty a magnifying glass will overlook them; those have been my mount st. helens of late.

my world is getting pounded and rained upon….in the best possible way.


yesterday i was noticing how delicious, yes delicious, my body felt as i exhaled my head to the ground and draped my torso heavily down over my legs like a wet, soggy, inanimate sheet.

just one exhalation sent a roller coaster of sweetness up and down my spine, releasing all the nonsense that had been mucking up my brain, and cobwebbing knots of anxiety and feelings of failure.


with one, silly, little breath my day was changed.

it takes one moment to change, not just your day, but even your life.

{don’t knock it until you try it skeptics.}


using rough math {remember u.c. school here} i figure i get around 1200 of these opportunities every hour.

occasions to exhale, to let go, to take something better in, and emancipate some of the darkness or tension in my body, heart and mind.


who says it can’t be this easy?

 with one breath why i can’t forgive someone? maybe even myself?

how can there be rules against a face full of grateful tears and a stomach smiling so wide it breaks out into uncontrollable giggles?

feeling an enormous amount of love for people and situations that ten seconds ago made me less present with my husband, less compassionate to those whose shoes i’ve never walked in, and more combative to anyone who judges me; i’ll take the teasing and smirks at my vomit-it-all-out-there-for-the-world-to-see approach.

this feels too good to be embarrassed.


i say it because i mean it…it only takes one moment to change your life.

cheers to change…..

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