it's friday!

hm. the past few days have been... interesting. :) as it turns out, life is full of surprises.

last night, in honor of my terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad-mood, i threw myself a little pity party. i curled up on the couch, wrapped myself in a big fuzzy white blanket, and cracked open a beer. and then i sat there for a while and just wallowed. it was good times.

here's the thing: one of the greatest lessons i took away from my yoga teacher training was to embrace emotion. often in life, when feelings start to bubble up, whether it's sadness, frustration, anger, whatever; we push the emotions away because it's temporarily easier. (unfortunately the feelings just come back to haunt us at a later stage.)

so... for better or for worse, when i'm in a crappy mood, i embrace it. and i was. luckily, later in the evening, simon came home and made me laugh hysterically. (is there a funnier word than poopsmith?)

so, tell me, what do you do when you're in a grumpy mood?

xo.


p.s. i may have also eaten a lot of cheese. :)

(photo credit: bubustudio)

lately...

... i have been struggling with envy. does this ever happen to you? it's so unbecoming isn't it? boo. i have such a wonderful life; i don't know why it surfaces.

maybe what i need is a big bowl of ice cream and some really bad television.

or maybe... what i really need, is that crazy thing called perspective. :)

tell me, do you ever feel this way? if so, how do you snap out of it?

(photo credit: sarah hermans)

the blues.

do you ever get the sunday night blues?

it's the i-don't-want-the-weekend-to-be-over-because-i-don't-want-to-go-back-to-work-or-school feeling, which is often accompanied by an anxious glance at the clock in the late evening, and then full-blown grumpiness.

you say to yourself: how did it get so late? how many hours or minutes do i have left of the weekend? ugh. ugh. ugh.

i had a bad case of it last night. the only thing that made me feel better was some hot chocolate.

what do you do when you've got the sunday blues?

(photo credit: molly see)

this is a true story.

scene: it's late last night. simon and i are getting ready for bed. my teeth are brushed, my face is washed, and i'm in my pjs. i plop down on top of our bed covers.

nina: it's hot in here.

simon: should we turn down the air conditioning?

nina: probably, but i'm too tired.

simon: i'll do it.

simon gets up and turns down the thermostat. a few minutes go by, and i am finally getting comfortable (and really sleepy).

eventually it's cool enough that i am ready to have a blanket over me. but instead of just crawling under the covers, (because i'm so comfy and half-asleep with my eyes closed) i start trying to flip the edges of the blanket to cover me like a little taco. it doesn't work.

simon: do you want another blanket?

nina: no thanks, i'm fine.

meanwhile, with my eyes still closed, i continue to struggle to get the blanket to stay over me (somehow i never contemplate actually moving my whole body to get under covers because it would mean i would have to... move.)

simon gets up again.

nina (mumbling): where are you going...

simon: to get you another blanket.

he comes back and puts a soft, old college blanket over me and tucks me in.

nina (already in dreamland): thank youuuuu...

my struggle is over and i sleep like a baby the rest of the night. on top of the covers.

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if this isn't true love, i don't know what is.

(photo credit: littlegirlblue)