Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Maybe Tomorrow Night Will Come Without Tears

Wednesday March 18th was going to be such a happy day, the day J was to return from a trip to Nepal. As it turns out, today was conversely a sad day, a day when I finally crawled into bed just moments after the girls were tucked in and I cried. Apparently I needed a good cry. A good cry for holding it all together, through the my trip has been extended news, through driving off in my car after witnessing a group of girls not being kind to my sweet girl, through hugs and big smiles the way a mother needs to stay composed even though I'm deflated on the inside. Through damn me for grocery shopping yesterday because I don't have the energy to cook dinner, but guilt so strong, I sucked it up and cooked dinner. Through, I can't quite recall the last time I slept through the night, maybe February before J left on his trip. The girls and I have grown closer these past few weeks. Our vulnerable collective leaves me feeling so completely raw and depleted, but tomorrow is another day. Another day to pack lunches, make breakfast, get the three of us to school/work on time, get to after school activities, come home cook dinner, sit around and laugh, shower, brush teeth, tuck in the girls, and do it all over again.

Maybe tomorrow night will come without tears, but more than likely it won't.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Happy Roses, Happy Whole Foods Market $25 Gift Card Giveaway!

Why buy any roses, when you can buy Whole Trade® Roses

I'm always drawn to the variety of colors roses come in, when red always seems to be the Valentine's Day default, but here's a great way to get a hidden message across:

·         Red - true love, passion and respect
·         Dark Red - beauty, perfection and adoration
·         Pink - romance and admiration
·         Deep Pink - appreciation, gratitude and sincerity
·         Light Pink - sweetness and gentleness
·         Orange - desire, passion and excitement
·         White - spiritual love, purity and new beginnings
·         Yellow - warmth, joy and friendship
·         Lavender - love at first sight

Want to learn more?  Whole Trade® Info 

I have a $25 Whole Foods Market Gift Card to giveaway!
To Enter:

1. A comment equals one entry, comment as much as you wish, I will transfer over Facebook comments. Please leave a valid email address if you comment as anonymous.

2. Contest will close on Saturday February 21, 2015 at 10pm MST. 

3. 1 winner will be chosen from comments by Random. Org and notified via email.

4. Address must be provided within 24 hours or a new winner will be selected, the gift card will be shipped directly by the supplier of the giveaway.  

5. Open to US residents only. 

Disclaimer, I was compensated by Whole Foods Market as a WFM Ambassador for this post and giveaway! Content is purely at my discretion. 

And the winner is Comment #4! I'll be in touch Catherine for your address! Congrats. 

Thursday, February 12, 2015

In Colorado, We Have The Sky

Countless hours could be lost at the ocean's edge. Endless empty views of pure light and color melding, a dramatic ocean meets sky off in the distance. A blank meditative canvas. Waves crashing ashore, rhythmic sound lulling the mind into a day dream. Faint droplets of sea spray appearing on sunglass lenses. Feet resting in warm sand, radiating into one's being.

If only I lived near the ocean…

In Colorado, we have the sky. Clouds drop so close, for a brief moment the mind wants to reach up and experience fingertips gently caressing the pure white fluff. And the blue, a sapphire pales in comparison to Colorado sky blue.  Joy can be found by simply observing the intensity of the sun's rays moments before it dips beyond the Rockies. Even hours after it sets, the sun fights to stay in our consciousness with darting rays into the sky, pink and orange displays highlighting the clouds. Take a chance on allowing your days to be bookended by witnessing sunrise and sunset, the light intensity at various moments of the day, we are surrounded by it, if you just pause to notice.

We have the sky.

We have the sky.

A glimpse into my weekend in the mountains:

Friday, January 30, 2015

Need Clean Eating Meal Inspiration? Let A Whole Foods Market Gift Card Help Your Journey!

February is right around the corner and there's a great chance you're looking for inspiration at this phase of your clean eating journey. There's also a decent chance, if you are anything like me, that you just realized the month of January is almost behind us and you thought you'd be making a stronger effort this year. Have no fear, put your calendar aside, and set your clean eating intentions!

No matter where you find yourself looking for inspiration, to keep going or to start your journey, you've come to the right place. I've done a few whole foods cleanses over the years, think of it as focusing on foods that would rot if left out on a counter top for a week (minus the dairy, we know dairy would spoil). If it comes in a box or a plastic wrapper, it's off my shopping list. If it appears like it did when a farmer picked it off his land, then your focus is stellar! If you have to read the label and can't decipher the ingredients, take a break from that item. Baby steps, get inspired, and build momentum from there.

Once you take your mind off of foods that you can't have and focus on the foods you can have, this rainbow filled nutrient rich food world opens up to you.

Breakfast salad? 
One of my favorite ways to enjoy greens, berries, 
almonds, avocado (healthy fats), and coconut! 

A gorgeous non-traditional tuna salad. 
The heck with a bun and mayo, a side of chips.
Load your bowl up with a bed of greens, a dash of oil, vinegar, and spices,
cucumbers, pickles (we love Bubbies), olives. So delightful and
no longing for how you've always eaten tuna. Fresh and healthy! 

We love ground turkey or chicken meat loaf in muffin tins. 
First the serving size is perfect for the girls and it cuts cooking
time in half. Meat loaf in less than 30 minutes? Say yes to muffin tins!
Today I tried the meatloaf with a cabbage leaf lining the tin and
to my surprise I loved it. I added fresh parsley, baby spinach, carrots,
bell peppers, an egg, and spices to liven up this classic dish! 


I have a $25 Whole Foods Market Gift Card to giveaway!
To Enter:

1. A comment equals one entry, comment as much as you wish, I will transfer over Facebook comments. Please leave a valid email address if you comment as anonymous.

2. Contest will close on Sunday February 8, 2015 at 10pm MST. 

3. 1 winner will be chosen from comments by Random. Org and notified via email.

4. Address must be provided within 24 hours or a new winner will be selected, the gift card will be shipped directly by the supplier of the giveaway.  

5. Open to US residents only. 

Disclaimer, I was compensated by Whole Foods Market as a WFM Ambassador for this post and giveaway! Content is purely at my discretion. 

WINNER: #8, Anna! I will be in touch!

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

LYFE Kitchen Boulder, Where Healthy Meets Fast Casual on Pearl Street!

We walked into LYFE Kitchen on Pearl Street on a chilly evening and our eyes were instantly drawn to the fresh herb tower. Within moments we were cozied up on a bench in the entryway and each reading through a menu that suited us, one gluten free, two everything, and one vegetarian/vegan. My 11 year old who is currently gluten and dairy free, not to mention refraining from pork and beef, was so excited to see an entire menu suited to her tastes! Mom, look at this and doesn't that sound awesome?!

LYFE Kitchen offers casual counter ordering through out the entire day and also table service for dinner, if you so choose. I was happy to see the counter service, especially on a school night where I am less linger more, EAT! LYFE Kitchen provides a truly well rounded menu, with something for everyone. I personally loved their flavor profiles (chimichurri vinaigrette, chipotle aioli), their stance on serving the best ingredients, and all of their meals are 600 calories or less. I had to order Art (Smith's) Unfried Chicken, pictured below. It delivered. Everyone left completely satisfied, with those meals that satiates your belly and your heart!

We also sampled the grilled artichokes, chunky guac n' chips (with house baked chips), J had the grassed burger, Sj had the chicken and avocado sandwich (GF bun), and G had the unfried chicken strips kids meal. We had that lull when our food was served, we were all too busy eating to carry on a conversation (always a great sign). Our meal was complimented with LYFE Waters (hibiscus beet, cucumber mint, orange ginger chia) which had such lovely flavor profiles and a few of them even featured chia seeds, which is a superfood that is also great for stomach health! Speaking of chia, we saved room for some vegan Budino made with chia seeds, the special flavor was chai based and I absolutely loved it. LYFE may have made a chia convert out of me, we never buy it to experiment with at home, but I'm going to seek out some recipes.

I had the pleasure to sit down with Grace, the general manager of the Pearl Street LYFE Kitchen and she gave us the background of LYFE. With the story of LYFE, we also learned some small anecdotes about Grace, her passion for food just radiated from her. I have to admit, seeing a manager greet customers, run food, bus tables, talk about life on a farm, and always wear a smile, is a special person. LYFE and our community in Boulder are fortunate to have her. LYFE (Love Your Food Everyday) was started by the former Global President and former Chief of Corporate Communications of none other than McD's, who really were driven to change the food system. Their fresh casual concept started in Palo Alto, California and has made it's way across the country. The two Colorado locations are franchise owned. The interior design was a hit with my girls, we loved the colors, the reclaimed wood on the walls and some tables. We really felt at home in LYFE Kitchen and I see it as our go to for a quick meal on an evening where an activity has us out later than we'd like and starving downtown. All too often I find us crabby from a long day and want to make good choices about how we are nourishing our bodies, LYFE Kitchen makes that easy.

LYFE Kitchen is a great addition to Pearl Street and Boulder. I look forward to making my way through the menu, next up breakfast. there's a breakfast burrito and chipotle potato hash with my name on it.

LYFE Kitchen
Price point: $4-$14, average dish $8-$10 range
1600 Pearl St
Boulder, 80302

Sunday - Thursday 8am-9pm
Friday - Saturday 8am-10pm

Disclaimer: I was invited to bring my family into LYFE Kitchen, our meal was provided for us, under no obligation to post. All words, photos, and excitement about LYFE Kitchen are my own. ;) 

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Facebook, Ties that Unbind Us

Facebook provides a false sense of connection, in my humble opinion. Facebook has allowed us to accept that we are indeed staying in touch with others, when really is a thumbs up an affirmation of your connection to that human being? The majority of Facebook users have come to believe they are keeping a pulse on what's happening with those in their social circle, whether it be family, friends, acquaintances, work mates, or your favorite person from Zumba class. I mean come on, you saw photos of me on vacation, at my child's school event, girls pedicures, date night, view from the top of a mountain, hitting the ski slopes, outside my favorite restaurant in NYC, or the Pinterest inspired craft I completed with my girls. Our connection must run deep, having all that select insight into my life. The majority have come to believe this is how we communicate now, but it's not. Not for me anyway.

Facebook is not connection, it's anti-connection.

Over the past few years we've accepted passive communication as a tool to keep in touch with the people that have come into your life. It's dull, for the most part it's one dimensional, it's lacking life. I don't need to present you with a Huffington Post article for you to recognize that the majority of what you are viewing is a highly edited version of what people want you to believe about them. You are viewing their life through a happy lens. Not to mention, you are only seeing a slim percentage of updates from your entire network, thanks to Facebook algorithms, which may be the most annoying part of my entire debate. Facebook is no longer real time, it's a version of real time, the version Facebook believes you should see. Thanks, but no thanks Facebook.

Which brings me to my love for observing people in public, it's part of my intuitive nature and part nosy ol' me, oh and is steeped in my Cultural Anthropology degree. Everyone has witnessed the Facebook obsessed public displays. Sitting at a dinner with 6 friends, but zoned in on your iPhone checking to see what's happening in your Facebook feed? The people at the table with you don't really matter, don't deserve your time and attention? But look Geri from high school who I haven't spoken with in twenty years is at the beach with her kids! Then there's the depressing family of four at Easter Brunch, both parents on Facebook, two small boys, sharing an iPad playing a game. Son asks Mom a question, after the third time she hears him, replies with in a minute. Gutted. I could go on and on and on. About a year ago, I started taking photos of people in groups engaged with their devices instead of the people around them, indeed I do I have a photo of that family from brunch. I haven't quite decided what to do with the photos, they are depressing.

Can we just stop and think if this what we want, what we are embracing, what we have turned into? Do we love watered down versions of people instead the fully dimensional whole beings that we interact with day in and day out. It's not what I want. I need people in my life to call me out on my shit because they know my shit, I let them in on it, and they know the lows as much as they know the finer moments. For me the only way to deepen our connection is to be wholly who we are, not an algorithmic version on top of a happy wonderful life filter. Lets get real together.


Saturday, January 3, 2015

The Gift of Time and Labor

Winter break has turned into this gift of time for us, I'm off of work, and so is Josh. It's 17 days long, two full weeks off of school, and a bonus Monday off for a teacher work day. While yes, the holiday hoopla is in full swing for a large part of the break, we've really honed in on how to enjoy the downtime. Joy has come from ice skating with my family and our good friends on a lake in the mountains, joy has come from sledding the local hill, skiing a few days, preparing meals together, learning how to play our new board game, and lots of hanging out. Joy also came in deciding not to travel.

Which leads me to some unconventional joy (slash awakening) I experienced. My 8 year old desperately needed her room cleaned and organized, one of the those full top to bottom cleanings, complete with next size clothing pulled out from bins in the storage closet. The kind of cleaning you often whisper under your breath, if I only had the time. Well, for once I did have the time. Oh goodness, the things I did unearth, like her used tissue collection behind her chapter books on her book shelf. And the cobwebs, it was like it's very own ecosystem hiding behind her curtains in the very reaches of the window that we clearly never take a moment to notice.

Then deep feelings start creeping in, the very real feelings of avoidance. My daughter is 8, and while I do expect her to keep her dirty laundry in her hamper, I certainly don't expect her to keep the dust at bay in the far reaches of shelves, or underneath her heavy trundle bed cleaned and vacuumed. I just carried on with the task at hand, working through the feelings that would bubble up for me, reminding myself that I am not avoiding anymore, I am dealing head on.

The energy to deal carried right through to Sj's room. My oldest, my oddly type-A child that keeps her room looking wonderful complete with a daily made bed… UNTIL you open a dresser drawer, or my goodness get down on your hands and knees and start reaching for what is under her dresser, under her bed, and find the stuff that is in my nightmares. Oh that girl. For her, her bedroom overhaul, came with lessons, and visualizing how a pajama drawer actually means a place to store, pajamas. We hung posters, framed her favorite art work, vacuumed and dusted, and washed her windows. When you walk by her room you can almost hear that high pitched bling, a delightful sound to me that means the storage matches the appearance.

Once I got over beating myself up for everything I have been avoiding, I basked in what the other side feels like. I let the momentum flow. This break has turned into a defining moment for me, taking back nooks and crannies, what's happening behind a closet door, under the sofa, in the quaint basket filled shelving system, under the refrigerator, heck IN THE REFRIGERATOR. Deep cleaning, deep breaths, and an organizational overhaul that never felt so good. I want to remember the glorious feeling that comes with being on the other side of the labor, my cup of coffee this morning seems to taste better as I sit back and appreciate my newly zushed bookshelf, free of sunscreen, bills, nail clippers, advertisements, school photos, random LEGO pieces, and everything else that seems to land there.

A new year, a new commitment to maintain the momentum, to not slip back into comfort, to not allow myself to avoid what's right in front of me. I did a lot of letting go through the physical process of cleaning, letting go of what I haven't been, and visualizing what I want to be. I can do this, I want this, I can create it.


Thursday, January 1, 2015

2015 * CREATE

cre·ate |krēˈāt|
  • bring (something) into existence.
  • cause (something) to happen as a result of one's actions.

Create. In 2015 I'm setting my intentions on creating. Once again I've chosen a simple word that is full of endless possibilities (2014*Nurture). Eleven and eight years ago respectively, I made the most beautiful creations of my lifetime, and I happily spend my time arms wholly wrapped around them, tending and nurturing their needs. As my girls grow and develop the need for their own space, I experience small glimpses of time that I can use to tap back into my creative side, a side that often drives my daily life, without the attention it deserves. My creative side is often soft and whispering to me, but  I want to give it a voice. 

In 2015, I will make time and space to create.  In the most practical sense, that ultimately means creating balance and time to do things that fulfill Me. Yes, Me. I want to embrace the bubbling over of my desire to create with my hands, an open heart, and a wisdom that has arrived in the most profound and yet wonderful ways. Create what? I'd love to start with a journal of writing, a full sketchbook, I want the white canvases that sit dusty in a storage closet to come to life with vibrance. The loudest and most reoccurring whisper I hear is to pick up my paint brushes again. I vow to listen. More practically, I want to create routine that will lead to harmony in my home-family life. I thrive when creating organization, when everything falls into it's place, and maintaining that through routine is the piece that is lacking for me. I will reclaim it. Harmony will naturally give way to more time to create. It's the creative circle that will surround me, harmony through routine, golden nuggets of time leading to expressive outlets, and around we go again. 

Here are some ways I've set my intentions on create. 


  • everyday routine
  • time and space for self expression
  • openness to nurture relationships in my life
  • expressive momentum
  • confidence to achieve
  • the ability to hear my heart's whispers
  • a new connection to the artist inside
  • a lens to see myself that is gentle and assuring 
  • space to experience my full being

Twitter, My Happy Place


Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Sit Back and Relax, Instacart Brings Whole Foods Market Directly To Your Door!

The holiday rush begins late November, once Thanksgiving is upon us it's swiftly moving straight through to Happy New Year. It's funny because we all have so many events to attend, concerts, cookie swaps, open houses, work parties, but we still need to maintain our everyday lives. Laundry, grocery shopping, bill paying, how do we make all the moving parts work or heck just coast on through?

Welcome, Instacart grocery delivery service.

The way Instacart works, there's a $10 order minimum, they set their pricing (you pay what you see on the screen and get an Instacart receipt, not one from Whole Foods), first delivery is free and then goes up to $3.99 or $5.99 depending on which option you select based on timing.

Sit back and relax in the comfort of your home and let someone else do your shopping!

I found the Instacart site to be very user friendly, shopping by category and searching items, it had everything that was on my list. The website updates in real time, telling you the order has been placed, who is out shopping for you, and when the order is complete and delivery is on its way! 

When you log into your account, it alerts you to the fastest shopping option! I placed an order on a snowy Monday evening around 8pm and it arrived by 9:30pm (I live about 15 minutes from Whole Foods Market). 

Here's a look into what your order summary looks like, the item you ordered, the size, and the price. As I mentioned, Instacart sets their pricing, I didn't find any major discrepancies between what I normally pay and I actually purchased a handful of Instacart Sale Items! You can put notes on any item, for example I ordered coffee from bulk and noted I wanted a medium roast.

Overall experience as a first time Instacart user was definitely a positive one. I received one phone call from my shopper, he couldn't find a couple of items, and wanted to make substitutions with my permission. I was a bit concerned that he didn't really know the ins and outs of Whole Foods, but definitely gave him the benefit of the doubt (I directed him to where a couple items were). His substitutions actually saved me some money. I didn't order much produce because I am a bit of a control freak when it comes to produce and I how I like to select it. The produce items I did receive, were to my liking (see, I can give up control)!

I will definitely be using Instacart again, I don't know if it would totally replace all of my shopping needs, but I can see it helping take some of the pressure off on weeks where I am overwhelmed.

I just clicked onto my Instacart page and this is what I was greeted with, some of the last items I purchased and the window of delivery. I personally like the reminders and I am definitely a creature of habit and tend to buy the same brands or items weekly!


Disclaimer, I was compensated by Whole Foods Market as an ambassador to try out the Instacart delivery service, all photos and ideas are my own. 

Monday, December 15, 2014

Solidify Our Vibrancy

There was something about the small white padded envelope that was stuffed into my mailbox that stirred emotion deep inside me. I recognized the handwriting on the envelope, just like I would the voice on the other end of the phone before the days of caller id. Inside the package was a birthday card full of wisdom and a rose quartz heart. Rose quartz represents love, is known to heal the heart, calm emotions, and even help to release suppressed emotions. Sitting on my couch, just in from a long day at work, the small box open, the card still in my hands, I could feel my eyes well up with tears. It was the gesture that caught me off guard, the sentiment.

Technology has graced us with so many gifts, but it's also dulled our vibrant connections. While a constant stream of text based well wishes throughout my birthday lit me up with a smile, none of them brought a rise to my heart like the white padded envelope or a voice on the other end of a call. Even a phone call is a rare gesture these days, when a text can so easily do the job, a call solidifies our vibrancy. A single day out of the entire year it's nice to be reminded of our connections, it feeds my heart and soul.

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

We Needed Milk

There was no sign of sunshine out my bedroom window. I tossed and turned, knowing I wouldn't fall back to sleep. I have an unspoken rule to not get out of bed while it's still dark out, unless I absolutely have to. Then my mind focused on the fact that we are going on three mornings with no milk in the house. Two days in a row I drank coffee sans milk. TWO DAYS.

So I dragged my ass out of bed and went to the store, at 6:30 am.

It wasn't light out yet and the first sign that I should not be functioning outside my house at that hour, was a car coming head on towards me head where normally two lanes travel east. What in the world was going on?!? Oh just some magically appeared overnight road construction, bright lights, and a glimpse of a ginormous hole dug out in the westbound lanes. I safely pulled into the parking lot.

I tried to focus on what I needed as the brisk air came rushing over me walking into the store. I grabbed a basket instead of a cart, which was mistake number one. A basket is always my attempt to keep it simple, only what I can carry. Remember I was just running in for milk, that damn milk they put in the very back corner of the store, curse grocery store designers.

Oh my goodness, there was inventory going on, all these random people with hand scanners. Then to top it off, they were rearranging the shelves. The cereal aisle was GONE, the shelves were empty. Why me. I powered through, waking more with each step, I felt like I was in a dream. Fruit, bread, puffs, two KIND bars, gallon of organic milk, yogurt. I put down the heavy milk to pick out the yogurt, then I grabbed some organic chicken tenders. I got to the register and truthfully looked around like where the hell is the milk I came in for? Oh yeah, the milk I set down to pick out my yogurt? I told the woman running the self checkout registers that I had to go back and get the milk I spaced. My check out did not go smoothly, a container of yogurt I picked up was cracked and leaking. The quart of yogurt I picked up instead of my gallon of milk needed to be put back on the shelf. I accidentally scanned an item getting out my reusable bag and I could not figure out what item it was.

I've come to two conclusions, self check out should not be open until people are properly caffeinated or I should just stay in bed until the sun rises.

Do over?

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

My MasterChef Junior

Somehow last year we discovered Master Chef Junior, even without having broadcast television. Maybe it was fate, as the girls have become devoted to Chefs Graham, Gordon, and Joe. Not to mention, they are incredibly inspired by the contestants ranging in age from 8 to 12. Granted they've always been great helpers in the kitchen, but now they want to take charge. Tonight, Sj made dinner, full on by herself, the entire meal. Rice which she cooked with turkey bone broth (we had already prepared after Thanksgiving) topped with a sauté of turkey, carrots, onion, kale, and herbs. Of course she even garnished the dish with fresh parsley because isn't presentation just as important as the food itself?

How lucky am I? Trust me, I know. 

Side note, here's a funny interaction I had on Twitter with Graham Elliot because he's awesome!

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Welcome, XXIII

Twenty-three. 23. XXIII. Twenty-three is one of the most powerful prime numbers, only second to seventeen in my opinion. Although, thirteen is my favorite prime number and culturally speaking we could easily agree that thirteen carries the heaviest cloud of superstition over it.
Redwood Forest, 1993
And today, December 2nd, marks twenty-three years J and I have been together. More importantly, December 2nd was the day we picked to mark our anniversary of being together. We were hanging out a lot before the 2nd, but a year into it and I felt like we needed a commemorative date. While the cliche is, in a blink of an eye, I can't really quite fathom how twenty-three years have passed. How do you wrap your arms around that? Two decades and three years. I could think of a hundred ways to make the number and I'm not quite sure it would solidify the magnitude of this milestone.

This human being came into my life when I was a child. While the first sight of him left my heart racing and cheeks red, over the next few years our friendship blossomed. Once we became romantically intertwined, we never once hit the stop button. I never saw twenty-three years into our future, but here I am basking in it. I contemplate how the chemistry stays so incredibly vibrant and our communication styles fail time and time again, only to be reinvented. We continue on, navigating new territory, learning from yesterday and discovering just how wonderful twenty-three years later could be.

It's like everything and nothing has changed, simultaneously.


Monday, December 1, 2014

December. D E C E M B E R. December.

December arrived with a double take. This morning I was half asleep, did one of those eyes closed blind reaches to grab my iPhone from my nightstand, pressed the home button to see what time it was, when my eyes transfixed on Monday, December 1. DECEMBER. I was instantly awake, December woke me right up. I've found with December, it's sometimes easier to hop up and buckle in, and enjoy the roller coaster ride that ends with Auld Lang Syne.