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spring break

April 16, 2014

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darlings it’s been too long.

i’ve been remiss from my post.

like a rampant co-ed, unleashed on myrtle beach; caution and bra to the wind, my feet dangling, shot-gun, outside the sunroof, as i pass my number to the cutest boy in town; laptops and passcodes have been ebola virus loathe to me………until today.

glad to see you.

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catch me up on you, as i french kiss this cup of dark roast.

is april treating you well?

like me, are you fist pumping the lilac-scented, morning air; HAPPY for warmer days and shorter nights; uber-thrilled with sunday’s episode of game of thrones? –if you’re not caught up…get OFF the internet now!

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against type, {half-asian, allergic to daylight} i’ve been playing outdoors.

each afternoon, with hat on head, pocketing out new parts of town, i taste-test the sunshine, sampling all the radiance and jolly spring has to offer.

nothing too adventurous, typically it’s never more than a five minute stroll down a foreign street, or i’ll park somewhere farther away than usual; the perfect portion of fresh air and vitamin d—nothing more, nothing where i break a sweat or strap on sneakers.

this is me we’re talking about; i wear sunscreen to bed, i have zero desire to trek nepal, nor go anywhere requiring a compass or map. my version of SURVIVOR is a hotel without 24-hour room service.

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competing with sunshine, for air time in my life, is sweet; there is a prolific amount of sweet going around town.

sweetness comes in all forms these days, and not just in my recent, key lime pie face-plants.

my easter basket of sweet includes the tall, the short, male, female, four-legged with whiskers, and a pulse-free, heart rate inducing nemesis keeping me up at all hours of the night.

and sometimes that sweet comes in the form of falling flat on my face, scraped-up knees and bloody elbows for souvenirs, accompanied with a wet-your-pants rendition of how it all went down.

my lesson there was that not all fences need mending. i tend to bloat my importance in other people’s lives. sometimes silence is the loudest and clearest message of all.

now it’s just a matter of me walking, breathing, & hip-shaking my new awareness.

but there’s still sweetness in knowing that although i may not have succeeded in an earnest endeavor, i’m still standing, loving {hard}, laughing {a lot,} and believing in the good.

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i’m a sucker for a happy ending.

{don’t be nasty.}

and i get one every morning and every night…

{again keep it clean, guys.}

thank you is a happy ending.

a 45-second, out of the saddle, sprint, with the biggest, fattest gear, leaving me breathless, and wanting to vomit, is a happy ending.

lessons, even when they leave me tear-stained are happy endings.

the breath of a beast is a happy ending.

 and every time i sit down to say “hello” to you, THAT is a happy ending.

wednesday happy to you my bunny rabbits; wishing you many happy endings…

love,

katie

it’s friday, i’m in love….

November 8, 2013

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good morning lovers!

friday happy to you.

pull up a chair and grab your mug; i’m ready to dish on all things favorite.

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i truly am cozied up here, piano’ing my keyboard whilst sneaking sips from one of my favorite coffees.

it’s that time of year: red cups, silver bells, and the release of holiday blend from peet’s coffee...

these beans are the perfect coupling of nuttiness and spicy in a dark, slap-you-in-the-face roast.

 adding to this morning tryst is an article i read yesterday stating that coffee is quite the unknown anti-ager.

can i get a “hell yeah!!”?

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speaking of anti-aging, i’m obsessed with all products sunday riley. i waited a good 6 months before reviewing sunday’s a-grade material, raw, vegan-friendly line. it IS pricey but i had heard so many rave reviews i had to check it out.

i am not disappointed. her clean & green in technology have given me noticeable results in fine lines, suppleness, and hydration; meaning i can actually see a difference.

i am officially addicted to her bionic anti-aging cream and start-over eye gel .

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and speaking of addictions, remember when i told you about my crack habit?

well it just soared to toronto mayor levels.

at that aforementioned peet’s coffee, also known as my dealer, they are now offering chocolate covered oreos during this over-fed holiday season…..as if we’re not already getting our adequate supply of sugar and fat.

unfortunately the smack is only available in-store. you gotta get your strung-out self to your local shop for that afternoon fix.

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i can’t believe, but running and i have yet to break up.

it’s been a week.

but along with my newfound pavement pounding i’m also “rolling” more.

just as important to stretching, deep fascia therapy, either on a foam roller or manually with massage, is crucial to joint health.

every day and before bed i’ve been using my yoga tune up balls to alleviate much of the pain i experience in my back, hamstrings, feet, hand and knees.

it hurts like a mother, i’m talking tears sometimes, but the effects are nirvanic and can be felt right away.

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as a reward for sticking with my holiday hustle {albeit 6 days} i treated myself to these satin jogging pants from vince, and yes…i may even jog in them….in heels.

they are über comfortable, flattering, and what i love most is the tuxedo stripe down the side of the leg.

FAN-CEEE!

and then lastly for the friday favorites…for those of you who didn’t already see it yesterday on facebook, i am FIENDISH for the talking pet app.

if you have pets and you text/email photos of your pets excessively, then this is the app for you.

so like priscilla said, “happy weekend!”

wishing you caffeinated dreams and chocolate-covered smiles.

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

shake it out!!

October 29, 2013

 

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 so last week my friend, mrs. burns, sent me a story about the shake book by carli davidson, a portland photographer for the oregon zoo.

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for an hour i poured over her hilarious portraits of dogs “shaking, jowls flapping, and fur flying.” each print is more unique and funny than the next.

so you can imagine my giddy when yesterday i came across the corresponding video to these shoots…

pure happiness on a tuesday.

shake it out m’loves.

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