my happy little life

friday night fire light

included: besties and fam, delish hot dogs, apple cider for a nice change, me begging grant to make the fire bigger and bigger because i was freezing, getting cozy in a grandma mccaleb hand crocheted blanket, cate loving the fire as usual, and singing church songs in the dark night. all in all a cozy evening.

the sun rose again today

so comforting every time that happens.

i'm obsessed with my morning walk slash jogs.

today i listened to the morning benders and led zepp

and rolled my shoulders out while walking up hills.

the sun healed a few negative thoughts,

while the spirit enlightened me to a few things

i need to adjust in my life.

deep breathes. deep cleansing breathes.

change your thoughts and you'll change your world.

for me, best done with my heart pumping and my lungs full.

the mccalebs take on the denver zoo

and we once again decided we hate zoos. cate loves animals so much that we think it will be worth it to go, but we just end up depressed and swearing to never support these places again. it is just so hard to see a cheetah in a fenced yard for crying out loud. but, of course, the animals were beautiful and fascinating to look at. they just look so darn bored and it makes us super sad. from now on it's discovery channel and nat geo wild only for this fam. are we being ridiculous?

i believe this

source of print, source of quote

cate + butterflies

playing over and over in my head during our visit to the pavilion: "once i read a story about a butterfly in the subway, and today, i saw one! it got on at 42nd, and off at 59th, where, i assume it was going to bloomingdales to buy a hat that will turn out to be a mistake - as almost all hats are." -kathleen kelly in you've got mail.

i am a pianist, and this rocks my world

all along the 16th street mall (aka the downtown strip of denver) there are pianos everywhere. yes, pianos. old ones, painted and signed by artists, just hanging out every hundred yards or so for anyone to play. they have signs on them that say "the keys to the city, please play anytime." my heart? bursting. a little taste, and not even of the half of them:

could i resist playing a little chopin with the brilliant juxtaposition of city sirens in the background? no, my friends, i could not. not even with half the keys missing or stuck and it sounding awful....