I must confess, darling readers, that things in my personal life have not been quite as lovely and well-curated as of late. Of course I'd argue that the blues can also let you know how good you've got it, but when you've got 'em, they can, for lack of a more blog-worthy word, suck. At least when they do, there are things to take comfort in–like beautiful photos, big dreams, bubble baths, bottles of bubbly and best friends. Oh, and a good weekend.
I was still fighting a head cold on Friday night, so while John was slinging cocktails, I was sipping soup and using the last of the tissues. We slept in the next morning and kicked back with herbal tea and an episode or two of Breaking Bad (we started watching late last week and are nearly finished with Season 2!), before grabbing breakfast at a little café in our neighborhood. We discussed the philosophical differences between people who order the same breakfast every weekend versus perusing the menu anew each time (which one are you? And what does it mean?) over a shared plate of buckwheat pancakes and strolled home wrapped up in our coziest sweaters. After a peaceful, productive afternoon, I shuttled John to Zero Zero and headed home to indulge in an evening that felt positively like fall–think spiced cider, a faux fur throw and the smell of firewood through the fog.
I had stocked the fridge on Saturday night, so when John woke up early, he decided to whip up an outrageous breakfast spread. After French omelettes, roasted fingerling potatoes with garlic, pain au levain toast, fresh fruit, juice and tea, we resisted going right back to bed and instead put on our shoes for a stroll. We picked up an Americano and a spicy chai from Trouble, gawked at the influx of cool kids to our previously unhip 'hood and then headed home to giddily reorganize our stuff after our departing neighbors forfeited our shared storage space. John and I put our feet up for a bit before I took him back to work (only a few more shifts before his school schedule starts!) and I dove into blogs, email and to-do lists. After that, it was time for a little yoga, a bubble bath and an enormous salad mostly made up of avocado (plus a truffle or two)–just the sort of things that make the blues a little lighter.
Tell me, what do you take comfort in when things aren't going your way?
Image by Tanja Lippert Photography.