Thankful Thursday

Sometimes -- not often enough, but I’m hoping to change that -- I make a conscious effort to be more aware of the beauty and blessings around me. I sometimes say a prayer to be open to seeing these things. I know they’re there. I'm just too preoccupied sometimes to notice them.

I’d also like to give thanks for the wonderful things in my life. It’s a strange time, to be sure. Things are uncertain, people are struggling and worried. I’m not immune to this. But I want to remove myself from dwelling on the things that don’t matter and I want to focus on what I’ve been given and what’s good. Because I’ve been given a lot and so much is so good.

These feelings have been building in me for a while now. But I also feel a push from this quote. A reporter friend of mine just interviewed a father whose daughter had been killed by a drunk driver. Here’s what the father told her:

“Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right. Forget about the ones who don't. Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.”

This brings tears to my eyes every time I read it. These are ideas I’d like to live by. Wouldn’t you too?

Photo by me.

A Sure Sign

I saw my first tulips of the year yesterday! I can't tell you how exciting this discovery was.

And I can't help but get a little philosophical about it. Yesterday afternoon I found myself downtown, a good twenty minutes early for an appointment. Instead of patiently waiting for my appointment, I decided to take a little walk. The sun was shining and the air was a bit chilly but it felt so wonderful to be outside and in the midst of things. And then I saw this beautiful row of tulips and was especially glad for my unexpected jaunt. 

I am learning to be more mindful of how I spend my minutes. I don't want to waste or just fill up my time. I want to find experiences and discoveries and joys in the rare minutes that aren't devoted to this or intended for that. I want to be happy and grateful for where I'm at and take time to notice the blessings that are there all around me. 

So when I saw those tulips yesterday, they were a lovely sign of spring. But they were much more than that, too. 

Photo by me. 

Weathering the Storms

The weather today is absolutely gorgeous. Even though I complain at times about how the weather here can't be trusted, it's unexpected days like this that make the unpredictability so worth it. 

Speaking of unpredictable weather, we're supposed to get major storms this weekend. I can't wait! 

As long as no one gets hurt, I really dig the drama and excitement that storms bring. The skies get dark during the day, setting a moody, uncertain tone. There's a heavy stillness that all of a sudden erupts into rain, wind, thunder and lightning. And then things get really wild. 

This is the weather my husband and I were desperate for during our years living in a Mediterranean (a.k.a. gorgeous every single day) climate. 

I'm looking forward to curling up in front of a window this weekend and watching the weather put on a show. 

Photo by me.

Heat Wave

So I know it's way too early to think about summer and swimsuits. But this red Carmen Marc Valvo number at Victoria's Secret has me yearning for the hot months ahead. How can something so retro and really quite conservative be so smokin'? I'm definitely going to try to work some '50s style this spring and summer. Who's with me?

Photo from Victoria's Secret.

California Dreaming

Apartment Therapy Los Angeles showcases an amazing house in San Diego in a feature called Jora and Bryan's Midcentury Organic Remodel. The home, which is built into a hillside, is utterly gorgeous with clean lines, natural elements, doses of vibrant color and fantastic views. I just love knowing dream-worthy houses like this exist. Have a peek:

All photos from Apartment Therapy Los Angeles.

To a T

A few weeks ago, I subscribed to the online letters actress Gwyneth Paltrow sends out weekly through her website Goop. Last week she discussed spring fashion, and amid a lovely white crochet dress and a chic trench was a striped shirt from St. James. 

You see, I love a good stripe, and this particularly shirt looked cozy, comfy, a bit roomy and absolutely effortless. You can't beat that. And the slightly oversize shape works because of the crispness and classic-ness of the stripes. A pair of dark skinny jeans (although I don't like ripped denim very  much) and ballet flats are the ideal finishing touches. 

I must have had this shirt in the back of my mind this past weekend, because as my husband and I took a short, impromptu shopping trip, I spotted a navy and white stripe sweater at a Banana Republic outlet shop. It was a tad loose and so, so, so soft and it made me very happy to buy. It's just the thing to ease me in to spring when the weather hasn't quite caught up to my cravings for warmth, travel and the outdoors. 

Photo from goop.com.

How Sporting

On my way home from work today, I looked out my window as I normally do at a pretty park. But today instead of seeing a flat expanse of grass lined on one side by trees, I glimpsed a pickup baseball game in progress. It looked like a handful of boys got home from school, grabbed their gear and headed out to the park to play.

The scene reminded me so much of being in middle school this time of year when it just finally starts to feel like winter is over, when you're filled with excitement and the need to be outside, even though it really isn't warm out yet.

I love seeing kids play sports like this, so purely and just for fun, without the pressure of making a team, impressing friends and parents, needing to win.

I imagined these boys playing until they were exhausted and cold. That's what we used to do growing up. Kids in neighborhood would gather to play basketball or baseball until the sun started to set and the streets began to get busier with cars bringing parents home from work -- both signs that it was time to get home for dinner.

I hope these boys had a great time. And I hope afternoons like these are something they always remember.

Photo from here.