Me too, girl... me too.

YOU GUYS. I voted. and I'm really proud of that.

But, if I'm being totally honest, this little girl pretty much sums up how this election has made me feel:

It's here...

It feels like winter is suddenly here...

and I don't mind one bit.

Time to pull out my thick scarves & sweaters,

and wear tights with every outfit.

Oh, and knitting with chunky, soft, heavy yarns.

 

We haven't gotten our gas turned on yet, so it's really cold downstairs.

Upstairs is heated electrically, so we can snuggle up warm in bed.

Last night we were too cold to stay downstairs,

so we played Yahtzee on the floor in our bedroom.

Cohen really wanted to play with the dice.

 

When Cohen gets cold, he curls his little body up into a teensy tiny ball.

It's probably the cutest thing I've ever seen.

Maybe I'll make him a sweater....

cold little pup...

Curvy

Yesterday, after teaching a yoga class to some of our  members, one of the women in the class patted me on the hips & commented on my "figure". She essentially was pointing out the curvyness of my hips/butt. At first I was a bit bummed out & wishing someone would instead tell me that I'm small or whatever. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized what a compliment she was giving me. I am a woman, and my womanly shape is perfect because it is mine. Yes, I've got thighs & hips & ass, and no I can't fit into the jeans I wore in high school. But that is okay. Because my body is mine, and it is beautiful.

Curvy:

**These are things I am still trying to convince myself. But being able to write them and not apologize for calling myself beautiful is one step closer to really, fully believing that my body is beautiful.

Oh, hey.

Hello blog. I've missed you.

So, some things in my life are a bit weird right now. My parents are getting a divorce, and I'm trying to figure out what that means for my life. As an adult, how am I supposed to view this situation, what's my role, am I allowed to grieve? I'm working on figuring some of these things out, but it's a challenge. I'm lucky to have incredible supportive friends who encourage me, love on me, and help me see the bigger picture & all the wonderful things happening in my life.

For example:

Cohen graduated pup-school, and then we threw him a party.

Amy came in town, and we also threw her a party.

Going on a date with Mom to see Sarah in her murder mystery.

This girl.

Brie. and just cheese in general.

Going to the mountains for a getaway with these amazing people.

Being in the mountains with my love.

See, things are really pretty awesome. But more on that later...

Happy Home.

Some things aren't great right now. But other things are. Like my pets. They don't care what other shit is happening; they just want to cuddle.

The health-conscious dog.

The pup-school graduate.

The co-existing couch-mates.

The bone pillow.

The "I'm ready for dinner, guys" head-cock.

And this is why I like being at home so much. Because of these guys.