Life's Five: Entry 14

Totally excited to find this article today about the "I Love Cass" campaign. I knew I had won a prize but didn't know it was for "Most Creative." Stoked about that. I did an MBA at Cass Business School in London, England. Fab experience. Highly recommended. 

Here's the little article with a link to the video of the entries. 

Life's Five: Entry 13

Live. Waking up before the sun. Listening to a morning rain that sounds like a Hawaiian waterfall. Feeling the rush of words race from my fingertips. Thinking how nice it would be to have a cup of hot tea in my hands...


Laugh. Still in bed, all warm and cozy with my little girl who sleepily shuffled into my room at 5AM, I hear the snap of a mousetrap downstairs in our old farmhouse kitchen. In the stillness after the snap, the mousetrap lurches across the hardwood floor...then pauses. Lurches...then pauses. Then it finally scrapes to a halt. And this is the explanation for why I have no hot tea in my hands.


Learn. I love photography, photoshop, photojojo, photo shoots, etc. Today I downloaded the ShakeItPhoto app, which adds a Polaroid look to your iPhone pics. I love the vintage feel and can almost smell that Polaroid smell. For only 99 cents, this app will add a nostalgic touch to your current library photos or new ones. The scoop on this app came from my friend Kristen, of Essential Imagery, (only the best child photographer on the planet!) 

Check out my first iPhone Polaroid:

I love driving in NYC where the official bumper sticker should read:

"No One Will Judge You For Honking Here."

Like. Last night I got "Boo'ed". I have never heard of being "Boo'ed" but some little friends brought a bag of goodies by my house that was filled with candies; cookies with orange, sprinkly icing; stickers; a blinking pumpkin necklace; and a can of silly string, which was tested by me for ummm...safety reasons. One can never be too safe, especially near Halloween. Also inside the bag was a little white ghost, which I am supposed to hang on my door to let my neighbors know I have been "boo'ed". My brief, according to a poem inside, is now to find three other houses that haven't been "boo'ed" and do the same to them. When husband came home and checked out our "Boo Bag" he said, "This is a pyramid scheme." Then he promptly reached for the cookies. 


I like the idea of reaching out to three people. It probably won't be a Halloween tradition for me, but the pyramid (multi-level marketing) concept of giving is a great way to build community. Connect with people and show them you care. And by asking them to do the same for someone else, they will have to find a little time in an otherwise busy schedule--or find a little courage inside their cowardly lion--and make a new friend. Pretty soon, it'll be friends all around. Who could BOO that?!


Love. The big news around the house this week was the release of my sweet little EP, "Bite Of The Sky" on iTunes! Seriously, folks, I'm just a girl. But now I'm a girl with a downloadable CD on iTunes. I'd LOVE it if you'd check it out, grab a copy and maybe...even tell three of your friends???


Be good. Be blessed. And please...write it down.

Life's Five: Entry 12

My EP is now 

available on iTunes!

Life's Five: Entry 11

My Bermuda Trip, October 2009

Live.

(Spa pedicure. All-over-cure.)

Laugh.

(Chicken Litter. Kitten Leader.)

Learn.

(The Unfinished Church. Many meanings.)

Like.

(10 second timer. Infinite view.)

Love.

(Little footprints. Lasting impression.)

Life's Five: Entry 10

My New Red Shoes: 

Live. Laugh. Learn. Like. Love.

That is all.

Life's Five: Entry 9

Live. A group of women come together in a stunning NYC apartment on a sparkling Saturday morning to share, listen, learn, and support each other. There is a collision. There are sparks. It is beautiful. The women feel more alive after plugging into each other's energy, dreams, and challenges. They are grateful to Danielle LaPorte of whitehottruth.com for her gifted insight and for bringing them all together. The best part is...the story didn't end there.


Laugh.

3-year-old Daughter: Can I eat breakfast with the Barbie spoon?

Me: I don't think we have a Barbie spoon. What does it look like?

3-year-old Daughter: It has Barbies on it.

Me: Right. 

Learn. I learn a lot from my friends. If you're not learning anything from your friends, you need to get some new ones. Today, I'm honored to share with you three new friends who also happen to be creative giants by the way:

• Aidan Donnelley Rowley. Author / glad she escaped the law firm / wow hostess with fab apartment / book coming out in the Summer. http://ivyleagueinsecurities.com/
• Michelle Ward. Life coach to creative peeps / giant smiley face / energy bubbling over / left acting behind to really make a difference. http://whenigrowupcoach.com/
• Sarah Burningham. Totally rad lit chic / author with something deep bubbling underneath / publicity expert with great specs. http://sarahburningham.com/ http://littlebirdpublicity.com/

Like. I like dreams. I'm really into them actually. I sometimes have dreams that warn me of impending danger or reveal a truth. I believe God wants to speak to us through dreams but I don't believe all dreams are from Him. For instance, last night I dreamed Beyoncé and Jay Z got married in my backyard. No one told me about the wedding until all the guests arrived. Guests like the Backstreet Boys and the Pope. When I saw the guests under the oak tree in the backyard, I ran inside to clean the house. A huge downpour came and forced 100 guests into my house. I gave up on tidying up and went to my bedroom to chill. That's when Beyoncé appeared. She walked into my bedroom and we chatted like old friends. She showed me one of her booty dances and then rejoined the wedding party. (That girl is in really good shape.) I have no idea why this party was at my house. And I don't know why the Pope was there, but he was there and he was very tired. By the time he showed up in my dream I was sitting on the couch watching everybody throw beer bottles on the floor. I looked over and there was the Pope sitting on the other end of the couch falling asleep. My good friend Scot was walking around with a Radio Shack camera (do they even make cameras?) taking pictures of people. He wanted to take a pic of the Pope falling asleep on the couch but instead of asking the Pope for permission, he intentionally dropped the camera on the Pope to wake him up. The Pope didn't like that very much and wouldn't let Scot take a picture after that. I suggested to the Pope that he move to my bedroom to get some better rest. And that was pretty much the end of the dream. I'm thinking...when a dream invites the Pope into your bedroom...it's probably time to wake up anyway.

Love. I am free to announce that we are moving to NYC soon. I love that we are getting a new opportunity, but I don't love telling all my friends here in Philadelphia that we are leaving. We have had plenty of experience with moving around so we're used to it and actually enjoy going to a new place. It's not fun if you're the ones left behind, though, and I realize that. Likewise, I share with my friends that "The going is easy. It's the leaving that's hard." But I look forward to many sleepovers and shopping weekends and cultural escapades with our visitors. We are already planning for your stay: http://www.cb2.com/family.aspx?c=102&f=4680


Be good. Be blessed. And please...write it down.