Category Archive: cleanse

Pinterest Win!

There are few things as glorious as a Pinterest Win. Just like everyone else on the freaking planet, I Pinterest and fail epically. One of my more awful fails involved melting shaved crayons… Continue reading

Fresh Monday

It’s Monday and I am still alive. By that I mostly mean that I survived a 5 day juice cleanse last week. Mostly. Friday night rolled around and the husband and I celebrated… Continue reading

Home stretch

Ok, I’m just going to give my self a high-five. You can too! {palm to screen} Thanks! Mike and I finished our fourth day of our juice cleanse today and we are both… Continue reading

Reboot: progress report (aka my husband is still alive)

Day three has passed, I’m still alive. And so is Mike, which is a clear indication of how well everything is going. It was touch and go last night when Vincent threw a… Continue reading

Rebooted, in progress

So Monday was the start of our great cleanse. And by ‘great’, I might have been exaggerating a little as it really is just 5 days. And day one is down! Booyah!! Also,… Continue reading

Tomorrow, redux (a day late)

As per usual, I am currently planning tomorrow. Let me tell you how good it’s going to be! That would be amazing. Shall I tell you why? (It’s so good…. For real. It… Continue reading

Learn how to bend {learning}

……(I wrote that, then bent over my mason jar to sip the cab-sav filling it) That’s not really the bending I meant. But it works, it is Wednesday after all. And after a… Continue reading

Le ciel, mon coeur

Bending. Flexible. Fluid. {dreams of yoga, from years past fill my mind and calm me} Breathe. {seriously. deep-breathe. inhale. decompress.} Cleanse. {sad sweet faces stare at me. repeatedly.} Cleanse deux. {oh Eleanor} Les… Continue reading

My grandmother’s silver is nothing like the sun

Out of the corner of my eye, silver flashes. Reflects. Silver. Moves. Blue. I planted a pinwheel in my living room. I hate saying twinkle. Or sparkle. Or shine. Ifeellikethesearewordshijackedbyvampires I glance over… Continue reading

Poached and wilted

I sat. As I sat, I lay back. Resting my head on the edge of the couch and closing my eyes. Darkness descended with the slow sweep of my lashes. I inhaled. So… Continue reading

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