If you follow me on Instagram, you already know this: I’m totally obsessed with sugar cookies right now. You know, the kind of obsession that keeps you up at night, in the best kind of way. Because you’re so excited about it. A lot of people have been asking about them. So here’s a little background.
It’s the end of the year. I have a few year-end rituals. Do you? One of my favorites is the year-in-review blog post. I like taking the time to stop, reflect, and appreciate all that transpired over the last 12 months. I find that filling my heart with gratitude for what happened – both the good and bad – gives me strength for the new year. (Related: Read my 2017,
The Joy Jar has become an annual tradition. That’s a little surprising, considering how much time I spent hating on the idea. It seemed so cheesy and a little pretentious, perhaps? I can’t quite put my finger on why I had such a strong distaste for a good idea. But now I love it. I look forward to it. I’ve come to count on it as part of my New
I’m a mom. That’s still sinking in. It’s so new, in fact, that typing the words feels like I’m writing fiction. Becoming a mom has always felt like a far off idea; something that’d happen one day. Until it happened. Don’t get confused, though. Our daughter, Samantha, wasn’t a surprise. My husband and I were planning to have kids; it’s just wild when stuff like that actually becomes a reality.
A lot has changed for me in the past few years. One of the biggest changes is my money mindset. I used to think that being an independent filmmaker dictated that I had to be a starving artist. This idea was confirmed by fellow filmmakers, articles in the media, and panel discussions at film festivals. It was a negative notion that made me feel frustrated, unsupported, and pretty depressed about
“Self care” is something I hear a lot about these days. It’s kind of wild. We’re so desperately in need of tending to our health and wellness that a label like self care even exists. Then again, when you watch the news or refresh your feed, the onslaught of negativity can be overwhelming. In 2017, I’ve noticed that the people around me (friends, family, strangers in public, drivers on the road,
The Linen Closet I stood on tired feet, starring into the small linen closet. For a brief moment, I was really proud. I’d washed, folded, and put away all of our linens. It was a small closet; a miracle to behold so many beautifully folded linens tucked away so neatly. Then it dawned on me. If I decided to take one out later on – you know, to use it – the entire