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Whirlwinds

The husband and me silly-ing it up at a holiday party

The husband and me silly-ing it up at a holiday party this year

Why, hello there. Since last we spoke I’ve become a redhead, discovered an awesome recipe for flourless chocolate-chip cookies, and, oh yeah, been working on a damn cool TV show at NBC. It’s all been nothing short of a whirlwind, but, when I look back on the blurry big events of the last year, what stands out to me most is this: somewhere in between all the milestones, Los Angeles has started to feel more like home. LA is such a big, daunting city with no real center to speak of, but Jeremy and I have been taking it on day-by-day — renovating our house every chance we get and finding new pockets of this ocean-side desert that we love, while forever fine-tuning the way we balance our professional and personal lives. I just wanted to pop by to share these updates and say hello. Write at ya soon, darlings! -Coté

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Crickets

Painted wooden door outside a shop in Ghent, Belgium

Painted wooden door outside a shop in Ghent, Belgium

Crickets. Yup, that’s been pretty much the only sound coming out of this blog lately. Life has been very busy and noisy in the time that this site has been quiet, but I’ve felt a bit remiss about the fact that I haven’t indulged in these shouts, screams, and cackles of laughter right alongside you, dear readers. Perhaps I should have posted one of those vintage TV test patterns months ago and asked you to bear with me through the wee hours that were to be devoid of programming. Do you remember those still frames of static and incessant beeping? {Sometimes they were a cartoonish image of a vertical rainbow, and other times they were a black-and-white bull’s eye with the bust of a Native American man above it.} Oh, how those stagnant images taunted my insomniac childhood. But, that’s neither here nor there. The point is: I’ve missed you…

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Kitsch Fixes, Sweet Nothings

Seconds

Two kitsch-tastic flamingos

Two kitsch-tastic flamingos

This past year has been all about firsts. I celebrated my first blogiversary, my husband and I shared our first year of marriage, and we even bought our first house together. While firsts are special and often possess a rarefied intensity that can be found nowhere else, seconds are pretty grand, too. As such, I’m tickled pink to be celebrating the second anniversary of this blog with you today. Thank you for your support and sweetness throughout the thick and thin weeks of posting…Your readership means so much to me, and if I lived close enough to all of you dears I would be sure to buy you each drinks with plastic-flamingo garnishes so we could toast to the coming years of seconds, thirds, and whatever other numbers life throws our way. Cheers and love to you on this day, my darlings! Leave a comment.

Image from Sparkles and Pretending via Pinterest.

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Halfway

Partial-eclipse snapshot I took at a sculpture garden in Houston, TX

Do you ever find yourself pulled in so many directions that you almost feel the easiest course of action would be to just stand still? I’ve had this sensation a lot lately, between meeting tight screenwriting deadlines, starting a new job, buying a house, and attempting to squeeze in a personal life. One of the main places where this pulling has begun to cause surface cracks has been in this blog, seeing as I’ve had to take several days or weeks off at a time from the blogosphere just so I could get other aspects of my life under control. This has pained me not only because I love blogging and connecting with kindred spirits around the world, but because I’m also an all-or-nothing kind of gal who hates doing anything halfway…

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Inspired Blogs

Camera lens capturing a slice of bubblegum-colored life – I like to imagine I look this elegant when snapping photos for this blog (a girl can dream)

As I mentioned yesterday, one of the sweetest surprises of blogging has been the connections I’ve made with other creative souls out there in the Interwebs. Some of these people have blogs of their own, and some of these blogs make me feel positively inspired whenever I visit them. So, without further ado, I’d like to bestow the Kathryn Ingrid Creativity Award on the following lovely blogs:

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Overfloweth

Last week felt as crazy as this zigzag-painted crosswalk in the Houston Museum District

I spent Thanksgiving week in the Houston Museum District, where my days were stuffed with sculpture gardens, family gatherings, wedding celebrations, and lots of food. I’ll be honest and admit that I was overwhelmed by all the new people and platters surrounding me at first, and I devoted a lot more time to feeling gluttonous and dizzy than to feeling grateful. However, I eventually snapped out of my introverted delirium when I learned that The Laine List had just honored this site with the Kathryn Ingrid Creativity Award. There’s nothing like a little love and recognition from out of the blue to make a gal overflow with gratitude, after all, and I continued feeling thankful all week for the many amazing people out there who choose to make my words a part of their busy days. It is such an privilege to share my stories and musings with you, dear readers, whether you drop by this site anonymously, leave comments, or give me awards. While this connection with you is one of my favorite things about blogging, I’ll be completely honest once again and tell you that connecting with people couldn’t have been farther from my mind when starting this site…

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Bloggy Birthday

Two of my favorites, Marilyn Monroe and cake.

Today this blog turns one year old. That’s right, precisely 365 days ago I sat down to create this little corner of the internet and sent my very first post out into the world. It is alarmingly humbling to think about all I have learned while typing these pages and interacting with you, dear readers; what began as a writing exercise (a.k.a., a way to give this struggling screenwriter daily deadlines and silence her perfectionist nature, spell check be damned) has become so much bigger…This blog has grown into something I see myself scribbling away at indefinitely – something I know will be a part of my life every day for years and years to come. The fact that you have joined me on this journey makes today all that much more meaningful and sweet. Whether you are a newcomer or have been here from the beginning, you inspire me daily to find new things to marvel at in our world, and I can’t wait for our future of optimistic scavenger hunts together.

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10 Reasons I’ll Never Be a Famous Blogger

Me toiling away (in black and white just to up the drama factor)

I’ve spent the past two weekends doing some heavy-duty housekeeping on this site – a very tedious process that has involved a lot of trial and error and quite a few 12-hour stints in coffee shops. On my last WiFi-enabled, caffeine-laden bout of tagging and reformatting 230+ posts, I made the mistake of sitting across from someone who wanted to talk about it. (Don’t you just hate those someones in coffee shops?) Not only did this someone gloss over my don’t-ask-me-about-more-than-the-weather nods and half smiles, but once he’d pestered me into describing the kind of stuff I blog about, he told me, “That sounds nice, but you’ll have to find a more specific niche if you ever want to be a famous blogger.” I agreed wholeheartedly and laughed, saying, “I don’t want to be famous, I just want to be read.”

This interaction with Mr. Coffee Shop stuck with me in that way only random encounters can, and it ended up inspiring me to compile a silly list of all the reasons why I will never be a famous blogger. Since the process of writing it gave me a few giggles after a long day, I figured I’d share this list with you to help start the week off with a little levity. Here goes…

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To Earth With Love

Spray-painted heart and (if you look closely) a blurry, cartoon rodent gazing up at it on a wall of the Guadalupe Bridge in Austin, TX

Settling back into my house in Austin this balmy Sunday evening, I’m having a hard time not thinking about the scary things happening in our world right now. This is to say: after a three-hour plane ride spent reading news, images are fresh in my mind of the recent earthquake and its resulting devastation in Japan. Natural disasters of this magnitude often have a strong sticking power in our minds, sometimes making us feel lucky and other times causing us to feel downright guilty. In addition to this gamut of emotions, one unexpected thing I recall feeling right after the earthquake hit, however, was small. I don’t mean small in the sense of being helpless to make a difference/assist those in need; I mean small in the grand scope of the universe – the oh-so reverent, standing on a pitch-black country road and looking up at the stars kinda small. I eventually realized I felt this way because natural disasters are a reminder that we don’t own our earth. Yup, that’s right: earthquakes, floods and hurricanes all scream from the treetops that our planet owns us and we are at its mercy.

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