we’re thirty!

 

Wishes for a thirtieth year:

  • Make things by hand
  • Make more eye contact and improve those listening skills
  • Read some books that aren’t fiction
  • Cross stitch stuff
  • Meditate for a few minutes each day
  • Make cocktails that have more than 2 ingredients
  • Apologize less
  • Buy a house (please, please)
  • Blog more (the perennial wish)

Looking forward to sharing more of life here!

this week vol. 3

We are officially country mice. The move is done! I’ll do a post dedicated exclusively to the move this week but everything went smoothly and we are all adjusting to a slower pace of life. We haven’t been away from Jersey City long enough to really feel the shift – I’m sure that will come in a couple of weeks when I think to myself, “Wow, I’ve been in Massachusetts for awhile. Shouldn’t I be heading back to the city?” As we settle in and work through this transitional phase, here are a few scenes from life lately (in the sticks).

Now that we don’t live in the middle of a city, riding my bike around is a lot more relaxing. Especially when there are roadside raspberries for the foraging (thanks, Red Fire Farm!).

Hard to tell if she feels adjusting to her new surroundings. I mean, she doesn’t look comfortable at all…kidding, kidding.

The Lady Killigrew Cafe is making the transition to being a “remote” worker a lot easier. I’d go for the sesame noodles alone, but the view and vibe make this spot pretty unbeatable.

Rural living makes evening canoe rides a lot more accessible. My ten year old self would not even recognize me anymore. Canoeing? Voluntarily? Yes, Molly. It’s true.

this week vol. 2

Mural in downtown Jersey City

The impending move began to feel real this week. I did my first round of goodbyes, gave keys to our new tenant, picked up (and started to fill) boxes, and seriously began to consider how life will look outside of NYC’s orbit. Despite the emotional heaviness, this week had its share of fun and absurdity.

I accidentally dented my cab driver’s car with my rogue shopping cart of packing boxes. He was cool with it.

The cat and I fought an *enormous* cockroach that flew in the window. If I wasn’t already happy with the decision to leave New York, that would have really pushed me over the edge.

My coworkers threw me a little happy hour complete with rosé and queso dip. I’m easy to please.

This weekend I’m heading up to Massachusetts with another round of boxes and hoping that I can convince Steve to sneak out for a date night in between lesson planning.

New, helpful perch

 

 

 

Epic centerpiece at Lackawanna Coffee

 

Enjoyed both the story and jacket design of The Heirs

 

The best smelling table at the farmers market in Van Vorst

this week vol. 1

It was a week of family, celebrations (my twin’s wedding (!) and the Fourth of July), and hopping back on the (blogging) bandwagon. Since the wedding was on the 30th, I completely forgot about the holiday weekend and found myself with a lot of downtime. There’s only so much Netflix-watching and NYT crossword puzzle-doing a person can do before they start to go a little stir crazy with themselves. So here we are again with blogging and the act of putting something out there into the universe that at least feels somewhat productive. Consider it my atonement for the binge-watching I’ve been doing.

Besides toasting the newlyweds and becoming addicted to Glow, here are a few other things I’ve been staring at, puttering with, and thinking about this week.

We clean up pretty nicely, yea?

The cat likes to be available for recipe consultation

Moon rising into a cotton candy sky

Ambitious potato salad for one

Hydrangea season on the walk home from barre class

Here’s to a weekend of celebrating newly engaged friends, catching up with others from out of town (hi, Alice!), and pretending to watch a baseball game when we all know I’m mostly going to Yankee stadium for the company and Shake Shack.

xo