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Just Go

How can this image of gnomes and a wiener dog peering out of a trailer not inspire wanderlust?

How can this image of gnomes and a wiener dog peering out of a trailer not inspire wanderlust?

I’ve had this unshakable urge to do something irresponsible, err spontaneous, lately. I’ve been itching to pack up my car on a moment’s notice, hit the road with my sweet, and just go. Go where? I’m not sure, but I know even the simplest trip up the Pacific Coast Highway would prove to be a fabulous adventure. This feeling of wanderlust has even entered my dreams, and I’ve woken up several mornings convinced that I’ll find an Airstream trailer or old Volkswagen bus parked in my driveway along with keys in the ignition and a note that reads “Drive Me.” In one such dream, I ended up road-tripping in a trailer that had a spinning cupcake on top of it (a la these kitschy trailers), so my love and I went with the flow and sold cupcakes all the way from Los Angeles to San Luis Obispo…

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Dapper Birthday

Me and my pup on his first birthday - isn't he dapper?

Speaking of milestones, today was my pup’s first birthday and I wouldn’t change a thing. We had a hyperactive play date at the dog park, then came home for an evening of peanut-butter cupcakes and posing for photos with his new bow tie. Yeah, I’m just that kind of proud mama who can’t resist sharing her puppy’s dapper mug with you right now on the off chance that it helps make your day a little sweeter. Claude has truly sweetened my life over the past year, after all, and I feel so grateful that I have his bouncy energy and exploratory, nudgy, wet nose prodding at me to play with him at the end of every long day…Wishing everyone smiles and contentedness the likes of which I feel when I look into Claude’s tired, puppy-dog eyes as I type. Sweet dreams of bow ties and cupcakes to all!

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Love

Dog Days of Dating

Letting my pup do all the smiling and talking for me in White Sands, NM

Back when I was a single lady I received unsolicited dating advice on an hourly basis. One such recurring tidbit of wisdom was that dogs do wonders for a person’s love life. I never had a chance to test this theory out because I didn’t get a dog until I was living with my fiancé, but I’ve recently come across some pretty staggering evidence that proves this piece of advice true. Namely: as I’ve explored the streets of my new hood over the past few days with my pup and a bunch of poop bags in tow, I’ve been hit on more times than I ever was in my dogless single life. These haven’t been sleazy guys hitting on me either (at least not for the most part), so I’ve decided dog ownership is second only to online dating as the best way to meet a mate. For anyone out there who still thinks mutt mojo is a myth, however, here are some tips for making doggie dates work for you…

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Travel

Southwestern Sands

Ah, the blue skies and pristine dunes of White Sands, New Mexico

This weekend was surreal for many reasons – the endlessness of the Lone Star State’s cattle-lined roads, the cacti-covered hills of Arizona, and the marriage vows my sweet and I composed as we crossed into new time zones. My senses are still reeling from eating too much Tex-Mex in El Paso, lazing with margaritas in our hotel room in Las Cruces, and entertaining our pup with ice cubes for hours in the car. Even with all this emotional and epicurean stimuli, I have to say the most vivid experience of our road trip thus far has been the time we spent strolling the dunes of White Sands, New Mexico. The name pretty much sums up the majesty of this national park, where you can roam dream-like landscapes for just three dollars a day. This Saturday, the park was also the place where our puppy walked on sand for the first time, which proved to be love at first sinking step. It was so fun watching him frolic and snort up sand, and I think his innocence so aptly reflects the dreamy-eyed, carefree spirit I’ve felt throughout this road trip…

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Inspiring Tidbits, Movies and TV

Make My Day

Guns sprouting flowers on the side of an abandoned building in Austin, TX

There is a fine line between procrastination and inspiration. We all need to live life in order to be inspired in our work, but – at the same time – we need to keep our noses to the grindstone so we can accomplish the things that matter. Achieving this balance between life and my desk has been quite the challenge of late due to the swampiness of my work situation, but I’ve discovered that the key is finding joy in small doses and taking time at the end of each day to acknowledge even the tiniest things that have made me happy. Miniature snippets of each of the following things are what’s making my day/week/month right now…

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Colorful Weekend

Still-standing sign for the recently demolished St. Elmo-tel in Austin, TX

I hope you have a weekend full of color TV, wildflower landscapes and all the splendid signs of springtime. Even if you live amidst a terrain of snow, here’s to wishing some confused crocuses pop up to make your day…I’ll be working most of the weekend, but I hope to get out long enough to let my pup romp through some fields of Texas wildflowers. The wild blooms that carpet roadsides and public parks for miles in this state are such a comforting, awe-inspiring sight, and the way my dog frolics through them having sneezing fits from all the pollen he insists on wearing on his nose is sure to make my working weekend feel deceptively fun.

Psst: Do you have any big plans for ruckus or relaxation in the days ahead? I’d love to hear all about it and live vicariously through you. Happy weekend!

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Seesaw Silver Lining

Metal moustache-shaped teeter-totter in front of El Chilito in Austin, TX

A certain so-and-so is experiencing major crunch time right now. She’s been working until 2 a.m. (even on weekends), and waking up to the smell of dog vomit at the foot of her bed  three mornings in a row and counting. As a result of this sub-optimum schedule, our fair heroine has decided two things: 1) whenever she encounters someone she deems in need of humble pie, she’ll simply say, “Get thyself a puppy!” and 2) March should come with super-magnified, silver-lining-detecting-X-ray glasses…

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Powdered Sugar on a Winter’s Evening

Ah, how I love imagining my nearby doughnut maker's counter tops covered in confectioner's sugar like this

As a cold snap wrings Austin in its grip, ceder allergies set in and the sun rarely comes out to play, focusing on the little happy moments in life becomes increasingly important. If you’re someone who lives in a land of snow, ice and two hours of shoveling between you and the road every morning, an ability to zero in on these little things is downright vital to survival. As though the universe was heeding my call for itty bits of wonderfulness, I discovered the sweetest of things when taking my dog out in our chilly yard the other night. Once I stopped shivering long enough to breathe, I noticed that the air was filled with the aroma of fresh doughnuts – every inch of the yard was permeated by the unctuous smell of frying dough and powdered sugar. These scents were wafting from a doughnut shop a few blocks away from my house, and, although I can’t recall smelling these baked goods any other time of year, I’ve enjoyed a medley of sweet smells every night at 11 for the past week. I think the aromas carry on the breeze so powerfully in winter months because there are no longer leaves on the trees, which means these confectionary scents are free to whip through the neighborhood at full force, and I’m okay with that. In fact, I’ve decided this is my favorite thing about the current season, and I love letting my mind wander away from the cold each night into a warm bakery where fryers sizzle, ovens clang shut, and industrial-sized bags of powdered sugar tear open.

Psst: Judging by my most recent posts, I’d say another thing I do subconsciously to brighten dreary months is surround myself with romantic imagery. I found this picture on Cupcakes and Cashmere, one of my go-to sites for happy images…Are there any other tricks you have for brightening gloomy days? Any little things you absolutely love about winter? Do tell.

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Longhorn Lovin’

Brown and white longhorn coming in for a smooch in Lost Pines, TX

Six years ago I never would have guessed that I’d spend my Thanksgivings being serenaded by country bands and trekking through cow dung, but now I wouldn’t have it any other way. We spent the holiday at a sprawling lodge in Lost Pines, TX, so our days were filled with crackling fires, livestock, frolicking children and dogs galore. There were wagon rides, goat races and s’mores at bedtime, and there was even a cold front that made this New England girl feel close to home. It was my sixth Thanksgiving in Texas, and all the festivities at the lodge made it abundantly apparent that we weren’t in Massachusetts anymore…Instead of pilgrims there were cowboys, and instead of toasts about Plymouth Rock people clinked glasses to the Alamo. To top this all off it was my second time spending turkey day with my boyfriend’s family, which imbued our week with a whole other layer of newfound traditions.

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