“This is a wonderful day. I’ve never seen this one before.” Maya Angelou
It’s funny how change can be. How easy it is to get swept up in the excitement of it only to draw back to the comfort and simplicity of the familiar. How appreciation can ebb and flow dramatically, and sometimes you just have to wait for the sun to come up to forget what you’re scared of. And simultaneously the world seems to be falling apart from corner to corner and there are so many bigger issues in the world, but it doesn’t negate the thoughts in your head, no matter how small. So you try to balance everything. And sometimes prioritizing gets confusing and we all get a little lost. Or at least I do.
So we took this weekend to breathe. And it was wonderful.
We took a trip to the farmers market on Saturday and bought lots of goodies that only barely made it through the weekend. Local heirloom tomatoes made for perfect summer BLT’s for lunch and caprese for dinner. After naps, I made my first ever batch of homemade pickles based off a recipe from my grandfather and we went for a long walk before the sun went down. I also did some vintage shopping this weekend, which has turned into quite the hobby of mine. Some green glass vases and light washed Levi’s were my prize finds this round.
We also started watching Friday Night Lights, which I am having no problem moving through large series of episodes per day. I usually feel guilty when I watch more than an hour of tv, but I could watch this all day. Tami and Eric Taylor might be my favorite TV couple of all time. Their bickering cracks me up. And it’s always totally obvious who is going to win each game, but I still get excited every fourth-and-inches play that gets the job done for the Panthers. They always go for it, and I just love it.
On Sunday, we decided against brunch and went to The Local Pig for Pigwich sandwiches instead, followed by a leisurely drive back through Kansas City to the house. Lots more Tami and Coach Taylor. Lots of coffee. Lots of sunshine. And I woke up the calmest I’ve been on a Monday morning in weeks. I have a habit of taking this simple life of mine and overanalyzing every little thing to insanity, so it was necessary to stop, breathe and just appreciate it. Because it’s absolutely silly not to.
See you soon.