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I don't think I've sent Valentine's Day cards since 1993, but these postcards from Rifle Paper Co. made me revisit what might become a new tradition. Check your mailbox, and Happy Valentine's Day!



Hello from snow city. I can't believe we went from the mid-40's on Wednesday to the crazy amount of snow we have now. We were dumped with a foot and half on Thursday, four inches Saturday and woke up to another foot and a half-ish this morning. It's crazy, but it comes with the joy of New England living. I've been a shoveling machine and I've had to constantly fight Olive to go outside (I shovel her a little path and put her jacket on, but she hasn't been having it -- I can't really blame her).

This weekend was very family-centric -- after lunch and movies with my mom during the afternoon, I had my parents over for dinner on Saturday night and made this pasta carbonara recipe which was super comforting and delicious (the leftovers have been especially tasty with a fried egg on top). On Sunday my sister and I did an early Pure Barre class that kicked my butt and then we stocked up for the week at Trader Joe's. After bagels and Bloody Mary's at my parents' house on Sunday I came home, got cozy and made this granola that I plan on having with yogurt allll week. I also started watching The Killing -- I needed a new show to binge watch, and so far, I'm loving it.

I'm hoping we get a break from the precipitation this week--my arms need a rest.


this or that (or both)?




Since the dawn of the new year I've been feeling like I need a refresh on my specs. Warby Parker is such a great resource for glasses--I currently rock the Downing, which I love, but I've always been a big fan of the dark, giant nerdy glasses like the Ella...given the price point, I'm tempted to get another pair.

Do you have a preference? Tell me!


maine weekend in pics.

pretty view while walking the dogs.

empty dock.

an accurate sign in portsmouth.

fried clams at robert's.

cozy fires every night.

I was able to get away this past weekend for a quick trip up to Maine with my parents, and it was great. We went on long walks with the dogs, did a little shopping and a lot of eating. I'm so lucky to have this little retreat so close--I need to take advantage of it more.

This week has been busy (work has been crazy and I thought I posted this on Tuesday but clearly never hit publish) but I'm really trying get my act together and set up a healthier routine. I feel like I say that every week but this time it's going to be different.



some thoughts.

So, I haven't really discussed politics here--not because I'm worried about ruffling feathers, but because I haven't felt super confident that I would be able to clearly articulate what I'm feeling. Quite frankly, I've had a pit in my stomach since the election and that pit slowly might be turning into a sinkhole.

At this point, my primary feeling is fear. The executive orders that have been issued within the first week of Trump's presidency are beyond concerning. I'm worried about the future of our environment, our citizens who have relied upon affordable healthcare, the reproductive rights of women and our immigrants and refugees--immigrants are the foundation of this nation and the blatant discrimination via the latest order is chock full of hypocrisy.

And although I've been in a state of quasi-depression over recent events, I've also been incredibly inspired: from the women's march to the support all over social media to the most recent protests at airports throughout the country, it's clear that people are willing to stand up and mobilize against a truly scary administration.

I'm trying take action of my own: I plan on donating to the ACLU and Planned Parenthood, reaching out to my state representatives and voicing my opinions (I know my girl Elizabeth Warren has my back), and continuing to be informed by reading and supporting publications/news organizations like the NY Times and NPR.

I love this country, and I'm proud to be one of its citizens, but I'm not going to sit idle through the next four years. And I know this was heavy for a Friday, but I haven't felt right posting about my weekends and snacks without addressing this first. Happy weekend!


sister weekend in chicago.

cloudy day, windy city.
jackie at the art institute.

too many palomas.

short rib hash at sable.

eataly souvenir.

Last Thursday my sister and I headed to the Windy City--she had some things to do for work, so I decided to tag along and make a long weekend out of it. We used to go to Chicago annually but we haven't been since 2014--it was a long overdue sister trip.

When we landed Thursday night we checked into The James (a favorite hotel in a great location) and walked over to the Slurping Turtle for ramen. Every time we visit we always squeeze in a meal there, and it never disappoints (especially during cold weather).

On Friday my sister had to work all day so when I finally pulled myself together I went to the Art Institute. It was my first time there and they had so many amazing pieces, from MirĂ³ to Pollock--I especially loved seeing A Sunday on La Grande Jatte and channeling my inner Cameron Frye. After a few hours walking around I stopped at Remington's for a burger and read Pretty Girls (which is such a good thriller). When my sister was done we had a drink at the hotel bar, then headed out for dinner at GT Fish & Oyster and it was absolutely delicious--super fresh and good for sharing.

After my sister's meeting on Saturday morning, we went to Sable for brunch--they had a different chef from the previous times we ate there (no more Heather Terhune from Top Chef), but it was still very good (although I missed the small plates). We then trekked over to the Willis Tower to visit the Skydeck but by the time we got there the wait was over 45 minutes and I didn't feel up to it. We headed back towards the hotel and went to Eataly--this was my first time there and it totally lived up to the hype. We had wine and cheese at one of the restaurant bars and then did a little shopping--I'll definitely need to visit the one in Boston but I'm glad I don't live too close because it could be dangerous. I would be there every day. Saturday night we went to the original Morton's for steaks and chocolate mousse and then called it a night because our flight on Sunday was pretty early (and I was honestly so tired from all of the walking).

It was the perfect short getaway--I seriously love Chicago and I love sharing it with my sister...we're already planning the next trip.

Now comes the battle of working my first full week in 2017. Womp womp.



I know I'm part of the large majority of people who were not sad to see 2016 go, but I've also been stuck wondering what that means for 2017.

I was looking back through some of my previous resolutions and they covered the ever so popular aspirations like drinking more water and less alcohol, consistently working out and blah blah blah. While those goals were certainly respectable a) I never ended up achieving them and b) I ultimately didn't really care to.

I think at the dawn of each new year my unspoken, more overarching goal has been to strive to be a better version of myself, and while I'm sure I've made little improvements here and there, I have a tendency to fall into the same pattern of complacency. Despite making my fair share of major, life-changing decisions in the past 5 years, once I've made them I fall into the same old routines and the same old routines slowly morph into ruts. It's hard to grow in a rut.

And that's not to say that I'm knocking routines or stability in one's life: I think those are absolutely necessary and comforting things, but there's a time and a place for them. I know that for me, in this very moment, I need to branch out and get outside my comfort zone and have a little bit of healthy instability.

So I suppose this year I'm resolving to rock the boat a little bit.

We'll see how it goes.