On soaking it in a little longer…

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And just like that, more than another whole month has passed since I’ve updated this little blog of mine.

In my mind, while on my walk with Charlie Girl tonight, I thought maybe I’d come over here and list out some reasons why I haven’t stopped in to update this space.  But to be honest? There’s no real reason, other than that life has gotten in the way, things have been busy, summer nights lately have been better spent on the deck enjoying the evening (or watching Bachelor in Paradise if I’m being really honest), I’ve been lazy, blah blah blah.  There have been times I’ve wanted to write and even gone so far as to plan “tomorrow night will be the night!,” but then things get in the way, and I don’t do it, and I end up feeling like, “has it been too long?,” and I just skip it.

All that being said, here I am!  And I do enjoy this space, and the special people I’ve met through this venue, and rather than put the pressure on myself to write because I “should,” I’m just here now, finally, because I want to be here.

As these summer days are fading away, with the days getting shorter again, previews for fall TV premieres happening, Halloween candy out in the stores (seriously?), and count downs online of days until Christmas, I can’t help but be reminded of how quickly life passes by…

Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Ferris Bueller said it best right there, didn’t he?  Lately I’ve just felt like time is whirling by, one moment it’s the Fourth of July, and now it’s the end of August?  And then I’m walking in my neighborhood and a neighbor already has a pumpkin on their front steps? (Again I have to say, seriously?  In August dude?)

Where does the time go?

How has your summer been?  Have you gone on any fun getaways?  Has it been sizzling like it has here in Boston?

Speaking of time flying- it’s crazy that our little puppy is now eight months old!  Eight months! Also, we’ve lived in our new home for just about the same amount of time, which is crazy to think about because it seems like just yesterday in the dead of this crazy winter that we closed on our house and moved in on a cold day in December.

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Puppy Kindergarten Graduate!

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And Paris- that seems like just yesterday too, but it was in May, and that seems like just a blink of an eye ago as well!

Then there’s Vegas.  Ahh, Vegas.  I had my first ever Las Vegas experience a few weeks ago, when I had the opportunity to travel for a work trip to a really great nursing conference in really hot Las Vegas.

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Almost as good as the real thing?…#notevenclose

Love.

With a few weeks left of summer and my favorite season of crisp air, apple picking, cozy sweaters, scarves, and boot wearing on the horizon, I’m making a real effort to soak up these last lingering, warm days of the season.  I hope to get in at least a few more ice cream stand trips, a handful of cookouts, dining outside on our deck for as long as we can, a few more adult Arnold Palmers, and hopefully at least one trip to the beach.

What else do you hope to squeeze in during these last few days of summer?

 

Tuesday Treats… the Paris Edition

I traveled to Paris just about two weeks ago now, and so many moments during my trip I found myself taking deep breaths, and really intentionally trying to take it all in, soak it all up, live truly in that moment.  My mind would wander, and I’d consciously redirect myself and remind myself that you’re in Paris; live and be in this moment, right here, right now.

I so enjoyed my trip.  The cafés, the architecture, the much less fast pace life in Paris compared to the States, specifically the East Coast, the baguettes, the macarons, the eclairs, the champagne, and wine, and new beers.  The Eiffel Tower.  Oh how I fell in love with the Eiffel Tower.  Notre Dame.  Visting Ernest Hemingway’s haunts.  Versailles.  Speaking French again.  Cappuccinos.  Croissants.  Oh my goodness, the croissants.

The whole entire trip was a treat; it truly was.  Here are just a handful of pictures and I promise to write more soon.

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Champagne on the flight over…

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Kir Royale. My new favorite drink!

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Notre Dame. The Seine. Le sigh…

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Relaxing on the lawn after biking around Versailles.

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Heaven.

Love.

Love.

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Balconies for days…

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I was obsessed with finding the best macaron. Lemon- loved the lemon.

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Found it!

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My idea of a perfect day.

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So many cafés…

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One of Hemingway’s favorites…(mine too!).

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I will always remember my morning run by the Eiffel Tower. Perfection.

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Cheers!

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What did you treat yourself to recently?  Linking up with Becky on today’s post of treats!

“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.”

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“Sometimes when I was starting a new story and I could not get it going, I would sit in front of the fire and squeeze the peel of the little oranges into the edge of the flame and watch the sputter of blue that they made. I would stand and look out over the roofs of Paris and think, “Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.” So finally I would write one true sentence, and then go on from there. It was easy then because there was always one true sentence that I knew or had seen or had heard someone say. If I started to write elaborately, or like someone introducing or presenting something, I found that I could cut that scrollwork or ornament out and throw it away and start with the first true simple declarative sentence I had written.”- Ernest Hemingway

Write one true sentence.

Paris is always a good idea.

…Or so I’ve heard.

Lately, while I have been away from this blog of mine and struggling with a little bit of writer’s block, I have been spending my time devouring everything to do with Paris.

My fascination with Paris started several years ago.  Paris, more than just a geographical location and the capital of France, always seems greater than that, doesn’t it?  Paris is seductive, and whimsical.  Paris, a destination I’ve envisioned in day dreams while spending an afternoon in a coffee shop, is where I’ve wondered, hoped, wished, that one day, I may find the perfect time and circumstance to travel to.

This coming May is that time, and I am so over the moon excited.

There’s the kind of excitement where you just can’t contain yourself, right?  You tell anyone that will listen that you’re so excited! about this thing.  You talk to your best friend about it, you call your mom, you tell the random person in line at CVS about your excitement; you are so excited about this thing that this thing is all you are talking about all of the time to all of the people!

And then there’s another type of excitement, or at least this is my version and experience currently.  I’m truly ecstatic about this one week adventure that I’m taking at the end of May with my Aunt this coming spring, but I’m keeping it all bottled up.  The excitement is there (it’s so very there!), it’s inside me and I’m so thrilled and I’m thinking and dreaming and reading and pinning my evening’s away, but I’ve been keeping it to myself.  I’m almost so excited, that I’m nervous if I let the cap off of my bottled up excitement, I’ll never be able to contain myself!

Have you ever experienced this version of excitement?

So.  I’m going to Paris.  Oh my goodness!  The Universe has given me this amazing opportunity to spend a week away in this wonderful destination that has been but a mere passing thought of “what if?” for years.  And I’ve been drowning myself in all things Paris ever since we made our reservations.

The Paris Wife was a wonderful novel which I got totally sucked into.  From there, I’ve formed a somewhat alarming obsession with Ernest Hemingway, whose literary works I can’t seem to get enough of.  I recently read A Moveable Feast which I enjoyed quite a bit, and from there I spend my evenings googling the life of Ernest Hemingway, his “spots” in Paris, where he ate and drank and spent his time writing.

Then, of course there’s the first Sex and the City movie from a while back, which I’ve always been in love with, as evidenced by the summer several years back when I became enthralled with French rap music.

There’s Julia child who I’ve always been captured by, her book My Life in France, in a box waiting to be unpacked sitting on my bookshelf.

I have a long list of books and movies that I’m dying to binge on.  I want to soak up Paris even before I go to Paris!

I’m so, so excited.  My version of excited.

Paris is always a good idea.  That’s one of the truest sentences I’ve heard lately.  Thank you, Mr. Hemingway.

Tell me, have you traveled to Paris, or another part of France?  Do you have any movie, book, or travel suggestions to help feed my bottled up excitement?