Blogosphere! I have SOOOOOO much to tell you! Be prepared, this is a marathon post, and you know what, I am not even going to be able to get it all in here.
If my dad was living close enough to me to see what I was doing this past week he would've been shaking his head and saying, "Sarah - you are burning the candle at both ends again." I know myself well enough by now to know that I am just a go, go, go and push further than I really probably should kind of girl, even when it makes me feel like I am going to break down- thankfully I'm getting a little bit better at staying calm amidst the chaos of life these days but man I sure did feel on the verge of melt downs on a couple of occasions this week. I could not be more grateful for a Monday off today and a chance to get some of the recharge time I was sorely missing during the week. I plan to spend the day sitting around with loverboy blogging, reading and just not rushing off to the next event.
I don't know what has been in the air lately but I feel like I have been on high-alert and just extra concious of all the wonderful things around me - which I love but which I also realize is a bit overwhelming because I just start to bubble over about everything and well, I just plain ol' overwhelm myself if that makes any sense.
So this week was not only full of fun external events ie; DC work trip prep (oh so many meetings!!), DC weather prep (warm clothes shopping - I am a So. Cal girl for goodness sakes!), 8th grade girls bball games, basketball practice, Co-worker birthday potlucks, Co-worker retirement parties, yoga, 6 am workouts so I can squeeze all the other fun stuff in after work, Indian dinners to celebrate Jack's birthday, making it rain, Elton John/Billy Joel concerts, valentine's day roses/dinners with loverboy (I feel like 5 lifetimes were lived in the past week!) - it was also full of all this internal craziness going on - feelings of overwhelming gratitude for where I am in life, for the people and things in my life - everything from the beauty of the mornings when I am walking from the Stanford gym to locker room to shower, the camaraderie I share with co-workers, genuine life conversations with friends, all the cherry blossoms starting to bloom...I feel like I can't walk two steps or live two minutes without being touched or moved by something - am I going nuts?!
And then to top that off, I feel like I have been showered with love from friends and family recently. I have arrived home from long, LONG days in the past couple of weeks greeted by a homemade scarf from Niki, a lovely valentine's day card from my crazy mom, a yoga card from Kat, a rockin' CD from Sadina which I have been listening to over and OVER all week long! I can't wait to have a few more spaire moments to pay it forward :).
Here are a few pics of the week....
And then to top that off, I feel like I have been showered with love from friends and family recently. I have arrived home from long, LONG days in the past couple of weeks greeted by a homemade scarf from Niki, a lovely valentine's day card from my crazy mom, a yoga card from Kat, a rockin' CD from Sadina which I have been listening to over and OVER all week long! I can't wait to have a few more spaire moments to pay it forward :).
Here are a few pics of the week....


The scarf that Niki crocheted!










Whew, well I am done for now, but geez louise I still have so much to tell you, remind me that I have basketball stories and yoga stories that I just can't wait to share!
Happy Valentine's day weekend/president's day weekend everyone!
3 comments:
good lord sister, that was a mouth full!! I need a nap just from reading it.... hehe don't forget to chill out when you get a chance too!! LOVE YOU!!!!!!!! and love your bloggy blog
Okay, so I totally get the whole overwhelmed-by-goodness thing and I think you articulated it so well. I too feel like I walk around with such a heightened awareness (does that sound kinda snobby?!) of all the beauty, that sometimes it can be ironically a tad draining. And you just wait until you become a mommy someday and see your adorable little one acting out and doing all sorts of things. Be forewarned my friend! :)
Okay, LOVE the image of your sweetie singing in the kitchen to the very CD that we own! Oh my goodness, what a catch you have!! The icing on the cake is the love letter...pitter patter!
The concert looks amazing! I saw Celine in Vegas a few years ago and I imagine the 'theatrics' to be much the same!
And that card was too funny!! Um, I think that's me too, seeing as I've only sent ONE text in my whole entire life! Gasp!
Great recap Sarah!
GREENLEES!! Oh man... that place is BOMB. And such a cute little cafe. One of the best little cafes around!
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