It’s been a while since I’ve posted, and while I’m a little embarrassed by it, as this is a forum to express myself, I’ve also just been out of words. The past few months has been littered with exhausting work and play, developing projects, the creative process, a haunting election, and now the aftermath of said political hoo-haa. Of course, there are words, there are millions of them to be said and written and expressed, but I’m having difficulty putting them into sentences that reflect the times along with my broken little heart.
So you’re asking yourself, what the hell is a Whole30?
Can I actually complete a Whole30? Just lean protein, fish, veggies, fruit, nuts and seeds for a month? No booze, sugar, grains, dairy, or legumes… 30 days?
Yes, you can do it. I swear, you can. If I can do it… anyone can. And it will, in fact, change your life.
I moved to Los Angeles exactly four days after I graduated from college. The only reason I didn’t start my drive West the day after receiving my diplomas: graduation-party-drunken-barefoot-tennis-broken-foot happened. It was my left foot, and I drove an old-school stick shift Pathfinder at the time, like a good Southern gal. So, like any amazing mother would, mine flew to Dallas on a whim to drive my broken ass to L.A. Thank God, as that drive alone is brutal.
I love what the sun brings out in people. Our bare arms and short shorts, flip flops and personal days off. It brings out the best in our spirits and our goals; a sunny day brings a new chance to produce or encourage change.
I was in a terrible mood all day on Wednesday this week, for no reason (other than the obvious mom, family, career stuff). And I almost took that mood to bed with me until my husband miraculously helped me refocus.
This week, my post was going to be … a glass of wine.
How to open it, pour it, and drink it.
And then I remembered, most people reading this already know how to do that. And do it well. So I decided not to waste your or my time.
With one hand on the steering wheel and the other double-checking I packed enough snacks in Vesper’s Spiderman backpack, I finally reverse out of my Valley driveway, earlier than we are all ever usually awake.
What happened to my youth?
Not too long ago, a few friends joined Sierra and I for a summer bowl of soup, cornbread, mango micheladas, mint margaritas and a key lemon tart with blueberries. Even on a hot summer day, a bowl of soup can work… as long as dear friends share a seat in the shade and join us sipping something cold.
So I’m currently car-less at home in a rain storm (not sad about it at all), writing a post, breastfeeding a baby, filing my nails and catching up on True Detective and Sara Bareilles on Jimmy Fallon’s Tonight Show. To say the least, moms can seriously multitask.