Happy first-contactaversary to Patrick, aka #myoldhippie . One year ago today he dared to contact me after we matched on Tinder (I refused to make first contact and stated as much in my profile; he claims I’m the only one he ever made first contact with). It was the picture of him and his daughter in the Smokies that earned him a right-swipe in the first place. I’m so very glad he stepped outside of his comfort zone to say hello. #tindersuccessstory #twitterpated #hearteyesfordays
With her best friend Lily in tow, we managed to get through the entire Women Artists special exhibit at The Speed. With two #artdork mommies in charge, I think we even managed to spark some interest in the artwork. But I’m sure what they’ll remember most is the #artspark kids area and the fruit cup snacks and the spinning 🎨 #stillcallingitawin #womenartists #paintlikeagirl #futureartists
For this first time in nearly two decades—or maybe my whole life—I am stepping into a church because I want to. After 13 years of Catholic schools, I rejected the “shoulds” and the rigidity and abandoned churchgoing when the 7pm mass at Holy Spirit got in the way of watching the Simpson’s on Sunday nights. I found Yoga fulfilled my need for spirituality. But now i feel this desire to be in the peace and stillness of church, to be a part of a community. But I feel this weird nervousness. What do I wear? Where do I sit? Will people be nice? Will i remember what to do when it’s time for communion? Here we go...
Saturday morning vibes☀️🌈🐶🕶