“Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.” ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
I almost didn’t go to California because the stress that I’ve been under has turned all brain matter into something resembling lumpy brownie mix. Things have been sloshing around up there without respite or a sign of abatement. Thus my only recourse would be to say maybe next time I will come visit. Next time being some arbitrary moment when my bedroom doesn’t look like Riyadh or when I’ve had more than 37 seconds to think about something other than work. But there is always that ‘something’ because those things never go away, those constant irritants that are always there and lurking and prohibiting one from being able to fully enjoy their surroundings and be engaging.
I needed this trip. Right now, at this juncture in my life, I need to be full of clichés and trite phrases about loving things and people and those warm fuzzy thoughts that normally make me wretch. I must say that from the moment Abigail put together an itinerary knowing full well my love for food and wine and shopping, that this would be wonderful and it was. It was the simplicity of it all, a walk on the beach, a dinner with friends and the conversation that make me unable to put the ‘good’ into words. I can say that there isn’t one minute I’d change about this weekend. Not even the part where I ate three cupcakes from Sprinkles thus giving my thighs their own zip code.
Being completely unapologetic in my need to be complimented and told that I’m doing something well despite the neverending feelings of imperfection. There are times when I need to be told that my writing isn’t complete shit or that being in the midst of writing a book proposal doesn’t make people keel over from the possible vapid nature and ennui inducing shit I’m capable of writing. There are times when I need to feel inspired and to be around like-minded funny and smart people is a nice little jolt. Most importantly, there are times when I need to be told that my cleavage looks great and perfectly firm. Which, for the record, beats almost any compliment about my writing.
Nothing was ever wrong, but this trip made me feel better.
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Aww, I heart you. It was so much fun to see you!
Move here. Please?
Sounds like so much fun!! And now I want a cupcake.
Oh. Wow. HEAR YOU ON THIS ONE!
Come back during one of upstate New York’s infamous snowstorms. We’ll be on the beach waiting for you. Great seeing ya!
Ah, Sprinkles. What flavors? I frequently eat the strawberry, black-and-white, dark chocolate, and, fine, I like them all.
This is why I’m starting Weight Watchers any day now
I like you. That is all. Carry on.
It was great to meet you! Come back anytime!
With some prior planning, we might even be able to get to a proper bar.
Welcome back! So glad you had a great trip. I dream of Sprinkles cupcakes; are they as wonderful as I’ve been told?
Awesome. Glad you had fun.
I love the picture of the feet in the beach – too adorable!
P.S. I am DYING to go to Sprinkles when I relocate to the West Coast. As a NYC product, I thrive on cupcakes. And I, too, have noticed my thighs requesting their own zip code. And yet, I persist.
Happy for you. Really. Sounds like this trip was what you needed
Come back to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Hope you enjoy your snow and ice. We’ll be here in our flip flops holding the beach down for you.
i have seen your cleavage recently. it is MAGNIFICENT.
Oooh, I was just there and found solace, too. Yay California. Yay for my lovely friends there. Yay for your lovely friends there. I’m so happy it was good for you, and I don’t even know you. But apparently you inspire that in people.
THIS is what twenty-three is for. It’s also what California’s for. Way to take ‘em by the horns, HB.
And Bossy wasn’t there because…????
On the other hand, your writing looks great and perfectly firm.
Also.
Hey, I’d like to meet you! When you return to the West Coast, please hang out at Chez State of Grace in Santa Cruz. My character and hostess skills come highly recommended by Leahpeah.
it’s true. no one hostesses like the wonderful graced. she might even make you her famous chicken cutlets and open a bottle of wine, but i might have to come and fight you for them. it was so fun to see you, heather. come back soon. xo
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