Morning routine

I believe that small adjustments are a quick way to a happy day. (I know, I’m sorry for rhyming, annoying.)

I wouldn’t consider myself a morning person, I could sleep for many more hours than I do. I try to get between 7-8 hours each night, but I could definitely go for about 10.

Lately, I’ve been trying to be better about my health — both physically and mentally, and one step I’ve been trying to master is my morning routine.

A few months back, I was sleeping until about 7:15, when I have to be out the door by 7:30 — and having to take my dog for a walk before I leave. I was rocking the messy-bun on a daily basis, and it left me feeling exhausted, rushed, and frustrated. I thought that by hitting snooze several times, and giving myself a few extra minutes would be beneficial – how wrong I was!

In recent weeks, I’ve switched up my schedule. I have still been leaving at 7:30, but now I wake up at 6:15. A whole extra hour! And it makes me so. much. happier.

I wake up, and spray this “Breathe Deeply” Happy Spritz right in my face (it’s a mix of pure peppermint + eucalyptus + 100% pure essential oils). It is a wake-up call, and also my reminder for the day to BREATHE. Often when I’m stressed, I’ll find myself literally holding my breathe. It’s so bad to do – and I’m making a conscious effort to knock that off.


Next, I’ll get up, make some coffee and have a glass of water. I’ll take Cooper out for a nice, longer walk rather than rushing her, too. Then I get ready, maybe even do my hair if I feel like it since I now have the time.

After I am ready for the day, I make a healthy breakfast and actually sit down at our breakfast table and eat it. It’s amazing having time in the morning and not being stressed.

My morning and whole day are so much better with my new routine in place. It is still a little difficult to get out of bed, but now I look forward to my time in the morning, so I’m willing to get up and do it. I look forward to the weekends to sleeping in a bit, but my weekdays have improved greatly.


Happy New Year!

With 365 fresh days ahead of us, it’s time to renew and restore ourselves. Many of us use the new year to look back at what has changed, new friends who’ve come into our lives, and maybe even some who have stepped out.

While I see it is worthwhile to reflect, and typically I do. This year, I’m just allowing the past to be the past. 2016 is closed, and I’m ready for this new year. While I did have a lot of fun adventures in the past year, France probably being my favorite, I feel that 2016 was a pretty stagnant year for me.

If there’s one thing I dislike for myself, it’s feeling stagnant. ONE life. That’s IT. I don’t want to spend one month of it without being in continuous motion. Whether it’s physically, mentally, spiritually, socially, I want to keep growing. Then give myself some rest on a tropical island, and then grow some more.

My resolutions:

  • Start writing my book (it’s always been a thought. This year it’ll be an action)
  • Focus myself on my grad school courses
  • Eat more REAL food
  • Take my dog on longer walks, even in the winter
  • Continue going to yoga throughout the whole year
  • Don’t depend my mood on the weather (when it rains I don’t need to be sad, really)
  • Be more spontaneous

Cheers to a wonderful 2017!

Give thanks

This year, like every other, I am heading down to my parents house in Rhode Island to celebrate Thanksgiving with family, fun, and football.

Here are some things I am thankful for this year:

  • How often I get to see my family
  • Evan
  • My friends, and every single moment I get to spend with them
  • Cooper
  • My health, though it has its challenges I feel blessed for everything that IS working
  • Tom Brady
  • A warm home
  • Writing
  • My job
  • Coffee
  • Sunny days
  • Travel


I wish you all a blessed Thanksgiving.



We often feel guilty if we spend an entire day doing nothing. “Don’t waste the day,” we’re told. However, time is not wasted if it’s necessary to just be S T I L L for a while. Never feel guilty for being present and giving your mind and body a rest, sometimes it is exactly what you need.

I’ve learned that I, personally, need time and space on my own to think, and recharge on a daily basis. Days when I don’t get this (aka my Wednesday’s when I go from work to class until 10pm), I feel totally off and anxious. It’s just not good for my ZEN.

No matter how stressful your day becomes, you are the only one who can pull yourself back. Forget everything for a minute – everything: what you have to do, what you did wrong, what you want for dinner. Forget it all and just be.



Favorite show of all time

“But the most exciting, challenging, and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, well, that’s just fabulous.”

The one, the only: Sex and the City.

Freshman year of college, I couldn’t STOP watching. I have all six seasons on DVD. I’d lay in bed for hours and hours in my dorm room watching episode after episode.  It never got old. I’d laugh, and cry. It is often still on E! sometimes, and I will always drop what I’m doing and watch until another show comes on.

I attribute my love for writing to Carrie Bradshaw. After the first few times watching the show, I began writing – in a journal that no one would ever see. The more and more I watched the show, the more and more I’d write in my journal. It was just a few years ago that I turned my writing digital, but don’t know that I would have ever written at all if I had never fallen in love with SATC.

A few years ago, my brother and sister-in-law lived just a few blocks from the apartment that they used to film as Carrie’s apartment. In the show, Carrie was said to live on the upper East Side but filming took place in the West Village at 66 Perry Street. They took me to her apartment and I literally cried. There was a chain hanging before the steps, with a “No Trespassing” sign, but Carrie herself taught me that you don’t always have to follow the rules. I just pictured her running down those stairs in her expensive shoes, Big waiting for her in his car. All the feels.


While these ladies were not exactly the best role models (except probably Charlotte…) they were real. So real. I found that mostly anything I was going through in life, there’s an episode for. No matter what, they always made me feel better – about anything.

Every New Years Eve since the SATC movie came out, I always listen to “Auld Lang Syne” by Mairi Campbell and Dave Francis and picture Carrie running through the street over to Miranda’s house through the snow, just as the clock is about to strike midnight. It makes me cry EVERY. TIME. This song reminds me every NYE that people in your life matter more than anything else, and knowing that one fact will ensure a beautiful year ahead.



Condé Nast dreams

Growing up, we change what we want to “be,” sometimes on a daily basis. I definitely was on the veterinarian track from about three to maybe eight-years-old. I would line up my stuffed animals, and stick them with one of those little plastic pop-up turkey timers. I realized quickly though, that pets actually hate going to the vet, so I changed my mind on that one.

The next desirable career option for most girls was to be a teacher, or a nurse, or maybe even just a princess at that point. But what I wanted to do next never really escaped me. I fell in love with magazines. At the age of about 12, I decided I wanted to work at Condé Nast and write for their magazine. I was intrigued about learning of the different magazines that they owned (Allure, Architectural Digest, Bon Appétit, Brides, Condé Nast Traveler, GQ, Vogue, Golf World, etc etc…) and found myself looking for ways to differentiate them from their mega-brand rival, Hearst (Cosmopolitan, Country Living, Elle, Esquire, Seventeen, etc).

Before I was even in college, I used to sit on the Condé Nast website and read through job descriptions. I’d picture myself there, in their chic New York City office. I bought a new magazine every week, yet never threw any away. I’d go back to old magazines and reread them. I’d compare articles between magazines. I’d wonder how many times they could write the same thing over and over without anyone noticing (I noticed). I’d read the small print in the front of the magazines, where the names are of people who work there. I’d read what their title is, and wonder how they got there. I had hundreds of magazine piled up on my floor. I loved each of them. Before it was time to eventually recycle some, I’d go through them once more and cut out pieces that I couldn’t get rid of. I’d paste them onto a board that I called my dream board. My whole dream board was filled with Condé Nast dreams.

Reality set it, one day that I don’t remember. Print is dead, they said, and it broke my heart. When I got older, I realized that it wasn’t practical to want to work at a company whose medium is on a steady decline…. And not for nothing, but New York City is not for me. And then “The Devil Wears Prada” came out and made that lifestyle look plain miz. Eventually, I threw away all of my magazines, and my Condé Nast dream.

But it really was a dream that never escaped me. I was recently scrolling through Twitter, and saw some news about a new product Condé Nast is using, and found myself deep into the article just a few minutes later. While I still have reality in my hands, hearing about Condé Nast still sets off a little spark in me.

When I got to college, I decided that I didn’t know what I wanted to be. There were so many options, how was I to choose? For all of my class projects, I still chose to focus many of them on Condé Nast, yet, I had closed the door on my own dream. Being in my […late…] 20s now, I’m not done deciding what I want to be when I grow up. I feel that a lot of us find a job, and let it mold us, however it works out (and there is nothing wrong with that!). But, I don’t want to be on autopilot through life. I want to be the one choosing my path.

Do you remember what you wanted to be when you grew up? Do you still have something you want to be when you grow up? Really, it is something that only you know, and that only you can take the time to figure out.

I sometimes still wonder if I should follow the dream that 12-year-old me had sitting on my pink-carpeted floor in Cumberland flipping through magazines for hours. There has to be a reason why some things set a spark in us.

I feel that right now, no matter where you’re at in life, is the time to aggressively discover what you seek in terms of your career, family, friends, and all of the things that, in the end, will allow you to look back at your life and know you fulfilled yourself and lived purposefully. I suppose I have followed part of my path, since I do write for my career. A storyteller, is what I like to call it. But my story line is still a work in progress.



Today I am feeling incredibly thankful for all of the things going right. It is so easy to focus on what is going wrong, because sadly those are the things that often consume our thoughts. I urge you to turn that thinking around, and you’ll find that the amount of things going right is actually pretty unbelievable.

I may not be the healthiest person, but I am extremely lucky for the health I have. I may not have the most friends, but I have the best ones. I may not have disposable money, but I finally have a savings. I am not perfect, but I’ve found someone who loves me anyway. I may not get to see them every day, but I have the best family in the world.

Thankful is seeming to be too weak of a word.

“I take nothing for granted. I now have only good days, or great days.”
Lance Armstrong


Summer days

Happy first day of summer! I cannot believe that July is just one week away: INsane. Welp, it’s officially feeling/looking like summer, and I am loving it. Even though I already have a sunburn and I am daydreaming of rosé.

Here’s my bucket list for this summer:

Surfing in Rhode Island (I’ve been twice in Florida, but get FOMO every time I see the surfers in Narragansett Beach)

Oyster happy hour somewhere in Boston (that also involves champagne, obv.)

A one-night “staycation” to Block Island and rent a moped

Hit up SoWa on a Sunday, mainly for the food trucks

A random vacation day during the week to head to the beach

Master a good summer dessert recipe 

Explore Portland, Maine (we’re going there for a wedding, and I am determined to make a weekend of it)

Catch a fish

Red Sox game

Have a picnic

Go to a shooting range

Visit a vineyard

Stock up on fruit from a Farmer’s Market

Kayak, often

Have friends over for a BBQ (since we finally have a deck!)

Aside from these things, I hope to spend a lot of time with friends, family, and enjoy as much time outside as possible. In New England, these few beautiful months we get are few and far-between, so once the 80 degree days roll around, we need to make every. day. count.


Wedding season

Ugh! How behind am I?! I don’t want to play the sick card, but just getting through day to day tasks has been a bit much for me lately, so please excuse my lack of posts. It’s something I don’t plan on writing about here, but have written about in the past, in case you’re interested in that/WTH I am talking about, you can find it here.

Anyhow, I am coming along on the mend and I am getting so excited about this upcoming month FILLED with weddings, the first being my friend Amanda’s on Sunday! I can’t wait to celebrate love with so many close friends who have found their “blue lobster,” as Evan so sweetly puts it. I love love, and weddings, so I am looking so forward to celebrating the big day with our friends.

On my side of things, wedding prep is cray. From finding five (!) perfect dresses, to writing a speech, to getting a mani/pedi/spray tan, a wedding puts a lot on a gal! But, don’t get me wrong – it’s all so fun. I will definitely be writing a post on wedding prep (just from the guests side of things, I can’t even imagine the wedding prep for the Mr. & Mrs. to be!!!), very soon.


Avoid destination addiction

Often times when people ask “what is it that you want in life?” the answer is simply to be happy. We get so absorbed in looking for happiness, that we often look right past it. We are so concerned about the future, that we forget to look at the present and be… happy. I saw a quote the other day by Robert Holden, that explained this exactly:

“Beware of Destination Addiction – a preoccupation with the idea that happiness is in the next place, the next job, with the next partner.
Until you give up the idea that happiness is somewhere else…it will never be where you are.” 

It is so important to understand this: Happiness is not a destination. Being happy is something you need to maintain and it comes directly from yourself. We all want to be happy (rightfully so, what else would life be about?), but we need to stop believing that the NEXT of everything is where we’re going to find it. Right now is so important, because it’s part of your journey and you need to appreciate every step of the way.

Be kind to yourself and enjoy the little things. I hope you find happiness in every day.