Streamlining my personal style helped pick up a few good habits along the way. I will admit, I am still a long way from making them permanent ‘muscle memory’. Slowly and surely, we all get there, don’t we? Here is my list of good habits: Read more
The last few
weeks months have been an overdose of stress, work deadlines, disappointments and frustrations. I just did not have the energy or inclination to write. The zeal to write, share, talk was just not there. In the beginning, it was not a conscious decision to take a break. But, at some point in June, I decided that it was a good thing to to step away. In a way, it is a good thing when you go away and come back with new energy. I have a few posts in mind for the next few weeks. Let us start with a quick catch up. Read more
I thought I’d share some of my weekend rituals. Although I don’t particularly enjoy them while I am actually doing them, I actually cherish these activities after they are done, every weekend.
1. Mandatory Hike
Arizona has one of the harshest climates that I have ever lived in. I am not a big fan of the heat at all. But, one has to look at the brighter side of things. We have a good life here. Also, you can actually hike through out the year (needs a little bit of planning). So, for the past 1 year, we’ve been trying to go on a hike every weekend. Every time, it is a new mountain, or at least a new trail on our favorite mountains. It is not about the miles, elevation or inclination. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good challenge and thoroughly enjoy strenuous hikes. But the part I love is just being able to enjoy the nature and glimpses of wild life that one catches on an early morning hike. It is also a good time to bond with my husband. Sometimes we just reminisce about our 20s, how we met, and all of those sappy details. There are days when I feel like giving up half way through the hike. There are also days when I hate getting out of bed at 4:00 am to climb a mountain. But then, my strong willed partner somehow drags me out of bed and gets me through the hard parts.
This month, I turned 31. To put it mildly, it’s been a very interesting year so far. I haven’t been big on celebrating my birthday for a long time now. For me, ideal birthdays are just lazy days when I get to sleep longer, drink stronger coffee, go out for a simple brunch or a very late lunch, read a book and call it a day. In the past, I would have opened a favorite bottle of wine or a single malt. This year, I have been actively cutting out alcohol.
Now that we have White out of the way, I decided to tackle Blue. I’ll go out on a limb and say this – I suspect everyone likes blue or at least some shade of blue. Blue says cool, comfort, cozy, effortless, put-together and many more things, without even trying.
Blue doesn’t try to stand out. It lets you shine, by taking a back seat. In denim, it is the color of the cowboys, the 60s, and Americana. In Chambray it became the color of the US Navy (borrowed from the French, of course). In royal and cobalt shades, the Queen rocks it. In Gingham and light blue, it belongs to Dorothy.