warm, here.

{orl --> mia}

{mia --> death}

i've been staying with my sister the past week and a half in sunny miami beach, and it has been pretty glorious.  her friends have been asking her after learning of my stay, ".... isn't she bored?" because all my sister and her friends do is sit in the library knee deep in rheumatology medical notes.  do they really think i would be doing anything different if i were back home in orlando?  (i.e. watching every episode of the past season of top chef, any movie on netflix that has a pretty cover, each painstakingly long episode of the bachelor.... and applying for jobs).  the answer is nein, and the only difference would be that a pretty little puppy would be sitting on my lap and it would be 10 degrees colder.  you do the math. 

tomorrow, i fly from the warm 80 degree weather that i have been enjoying to a temperature that will probably fall somewhere in the tweens.  if my presence on social media (or my hands) fall off, you will know why.

"do your thing and don't care if they like it."

- tina fey

lately

{back to my hood & silly times with the boy}

{taking advantage of the last few weeks of sun: picnics in the park}

{mighty mutts at the mercedes club}

{america's got talent finale at radio city}

{adventures with soul cycle & a new waffle maker & hot pot & toby's estate coffee}

{a foster puppy week}

{an obligatory first fall smorgasborg}

it's only been two weeks since i've been home from abroad and i still feel like it was a really long dream.  in addition, missing the first week of classes didn't really help.  although these two weeks have been full of playing catch-up with work, it's also been full of playing catch-up with dear friends that i missed, mostly via central park picnics and plentiful puppy playing and food-truck adventures. and with J's new apartment being 8 streets away from kent and 7th ave, i know i'll be smorgasborg-ing it up all fall long. 

"you are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful; something not everyone knows how to love." 

- warsan shire 

home for the holidays, mouth surgery style.

sometimes the transition from school to vacation can feel so weird. finals were a constant go go go - a constant what should I be drilling into my head right now? the steps in logistic regression? the repercussions of a dirty well in africa?

when we were finally freed, i remember waking up from my first long nap and feeling a bit uneasy. as i sat in bed with this feeling, trying to pinpoint it's origin, i realized it was because i had nothing specific to work for. i had no pressing deadline (well, except for that policy memo due january 7th, but I have yet to finish so that's neither here nor there), no impending exam, no more reasons to make the treck up to 168th. 

i've already touched on my thoughts on busyness, yet this time, i felt comfortable knowing that I had the next few weeks to do absolutely nothing but enjoy family time and the good weather that my southern home brings.  as well as the surgery i had today on my teeth, which kind of forces me to spend  my time ringing in the new year on the couch with the fam and a blender-spun concoction.

p.s. i only half apologize for so many pictures of my dog. 

"affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives"

- c.s. lewis