{A photo I found via a friend’s Facebook, snagged from this Twitter. Here, Christian Egyptians protect Muslim Egyptians as they pray. I just can’t get over this photo. Honestly, it chokes me up every time I look at it … it gives me such hope. Could something like this ever happen in the United States? I hope so}

I’ve had this post saved in my drafts for a few days now.

I keep coming back to it and tinkering…

I’ve really had a hard time trying to put into words exactly how I feel about the protests in Egypt.  I feel like these events have touched me on so many different levels. In a weird way, that makes me feel selfish–you know? I’m not there. I’m not courageous in the same way that these men and women have been for the past two weeks–it doesn’t seem fair that I should be so impacted, when I’m not even a part of  it.

But, it’s absolutely awe inspiring to me how fiercely passionate these people are about their country. Sadly, their loyalty to their country and countrymen is slightly foreign to me–I often feel like we Americans are more likely to bash on each other than stand up for our rights and quality of life as a nation.

They’re doing it for Egypt, and Egypt’s future… it’s hardly for themselves. These people are 100 percent ready to die for this cause.

Beyond all of that, it’s incredibly powerful what ordinary people can accomplish.

I had a conversation with a taxi driver in SF when the protests first started to build momentum, and he said “I hope that something like that happens here.”

It really got me thinking. Would it? It’s heartbreaking to me to think that complacency is usually the norm–and I can’t deny that I’ve been a victim of it.

But now, I’m inspired. It’s so moving for me to see people join together for a common cause. Human solidarity is such an unbelievable thing. There’s something about these movements that truly makes me want to hop on a plane and join in. It’s exhilarating–the cause is so wildly hopeful.

That’s all I can really put together right now … But I wanted to leave you all with an excerpt from one of Nicholas Kristof’s columns for the New York Times (besides Al Jazeera, he’s been my go-to for all things Egypt. He’s a genius, an absolute inspiration, and in my opinion–one of the best journalists of our time. Plus, he’s from Oregon! Went to the same high school as the boyfriend)

Maged, a 64-year-old doctor who relies upon a cane to walk, told me that he hadn’t been previously involved in the protests, but that when he heard about the government’s assault on peaceful pro-democracy protesters, something snapped.
So early Thursday morning, he prepared a will and then drove 125 miles to Tahrir Square to volunteer to treat the injured. “I don’t care if I don’t go back,” he told me. “I decided I had to be part of this.”
“If I die,” he added, “this is for my country.

I know this is a bit different than my usual posts.

But this is such a important, impactful moment in our world’s history–and it’s been such a point of interest for me lately, I thought drifting a little from the norm would be worthwhile.

“Few will have the greatness to bend history itself; but each of us can work to change a small portion of events, and in the total; of all those acts will be written the history of this generation.”
-Robert Kennedy

Phew.  TGIF.

{After a truly depressing Monday evening (I can hardly talk about it), and a stressful week, I am in desperate need of a vacation}

Luckily, we’ve had this trip to Tahoe in the works for a while.

I’m excited to be a snow bunny and drink hot toddys in our cabin. Yum.

We’re going up to Kirkwood with a lovely crew for three days of skiing and snowball fights.

I’ll be honest, I’m not exactly at the Olympic level in skiing… BUT. I don’t make a complete idiot out of myself, and have a pretty darn good time.

That’s what counts, yes?

Photos to come next week. Happy three day weekend!


Ten reasons I love Christmas:

1. The smell of pine. Everywhere.

2. Having multiple excuses to eat icing out of the bowl.

3. Getting a new Christmas ornament from my mom, and looking through all of the old ones with my siblings (and, inevitably, fighting over which ornaments belong to whom).

4. Having Seth wake me up at the crack of dawn to open our stockings.

5. My mom’s amazing blueberry strata for breakfast.

6. Sipping on hot apple cider while taking pictures in front of the gigantic tree in Los Gatos.

7. {Wrapping paper fights.}

8. Pork tenderloin/lamb/roast beef/whatever new and delicious feat my dad  and stepmom cook up this year.

9.  Still leaving out cookies and milk for Santa. Just because.

10. Staying up late, eating cold pie, with the living room lit by {Christmas lights} and {embers} from the fireplace .

Why does everything just feel like magic around Christmas? I love it.

I hope you all are gearing up for cozy/delightful/family filled days.

Everyone deserves to have something special happen to them on Christmas.

(This is why I’ve been keeping a little extra change in my pocket, for the sweet man who sits on the corner around from my office. It’s Christmas for pete’s sake.)


{Hi friends}

I am so sorry for the lack of posts this week.

Excuses include:

-I am slightly ill (I swear I’ve had at least 500 cups of peppermint tea with lemon and honey but this cough will NOT go away)

-This new and more intense work schedule was a little more rough to get used to than I anticipated

-AND I am in the midst of pulling together an excellent holiday gift guide.

I realize none of these are totally legit, but I promise it’ll be worth it.

Stay tuned! I love you all.



{Just a few things I consider more luxurious pleasures in life. Yes, kittens included.}

I usually stick to a “moderation in all things” approach to life–but I love this quote by Mae West. Sometimes, you deserve to indulge yourself, you know? Sometimes, there really is no such thing as too much of a good thing.

I probably won’t be wolfing down pints of gelato anytime soon… but I like feeling like it’s all right to reward yourself from time to time. Even if it’s just with the simple, little things.


(images from weheartit)

Isn’t it so hard when you live far away from people you love?

I miss my Oregon loves every day.

BUT. We’ll finally be reunited this weekend!!

The Oregon Ducks are playing the Cal Bears this weekend, and it’s a perfect storm for my favorite girlies to have an SF  lovefest.

The weather is going to be heavenly, the Ducks are going to be amazing, and I can’t wait to share some mimosas and some memories with these lovely ladies.

Have a happy weekend! xo

I thought I’d join the ranks of Miss Camilla and Miss Ashleigh and put up a little post about our splendid evening together.

Let me just say, the three of us were absolutely inseparable from 2nd-6th grade (maybe even later?).

We embraced our self given titles of The Three Musketeers and spent pretty much every Friday for four years sleeping over at one of our three houses.

Time has definitely taken us to different places over the past few years, but I’m loving that we’re all in the Bay right now.

{I don’t have a cool camera like Camilla and Ashleigh so my Poladroid of my divine apple pie will have to suffice until I can put a camera on my Xmas wish list}

I love being nostalgic, pretty much more than anything else (see here), and we had a brilliant time walking down memory lane together. (And indulging in heavenly comfort food along the way. If you are in San Francisco, Citizen’s Band is an absolute must. Their banana bread pudding is reason enough to go)

Can’t wait to do it again soon!

Ps: I’m trying to create a new blog header… any ideas? I’ll put up options in the next few days, but I could always use a nudge in the right direction.


Happy Friday!

I found these pretty leaves on my way to work.

Mmmmm I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again–I love love love fall.

{leaves like this remind me of being little and throwing handfuls at my sister…}

{…they also always make me think of this poem…}

{…and pumpkin pie. weird? maybe. oh well.}


What are you up to this weekend?

On the agenda for me:

-delicious comfort food in SOMA with not one, but two very dear and old friends

Ducks vs. Huskies

this brilliant event in the Mission

-Sunday dinner with the family

Have a great weekend xo

PS: It’s almost Thanksgiving!!

I think I need a while before writing a post on the Midterm Election results.

I just need to process a bit, figure out exactly what I feel–what I’m worried about, what scares me, what makes me even more determined than ever–and then slowly put it into words.

But for now, here’s a quote from this NYT article that felt poignant:

I think it’s important to remember that these are the important things. I hope that we all share the same, common goal.


images from: weheartit and abduzeedo