Projects and Inspiration


2016: RISE and FLOW


Are you a resolution maker? A mantra-setter? Or something else altogether?

A few years ago, I was introduced to the idea of picking a single word to direct my year. It was instantly the perfect choice for me, and it’s the culmination of reflecting during the New Year’s season.

So what to pick? Last year, I made a change at the last minute. I loved SHAKE — and I definitely did a lot of shaking things up last year — but I ended with STRETCH. Stretch myself mentally, stretch myself physically (in short, more yoga!), and stretch myself professionally. I learned a lot, I did my first yoga teacher training and started taking multiple classes every week, and I did all sorts of new things at work. It was a good year.

For 2016, my first word is:


Rise up above my perceptions of myself, rise above gossip, and continue to rise up in my yoga practice.

But in an amazing yoga workshop yesterday, I found word #2: FLOW.

Yes, there’s yoga in that word, but more importantly, I need to go with the flow. Let the world flow around me. Ride the waves.

And by doing that, I can RISE in 2016.

What word are your channeling in 2016?


The Adventures of Rexy and Blue, Part 2

The next installment to The Adventures of Rexy and Blue!

You asked for more, and I just kept writing! My research is getting weaker as the night progresses. There’s only so much Wikipedia I can read in one night.

(Want to learn about dinosaurs with me? There’s a MOOC starting in January!)

Continue reading “The Adventures of Rexy and Blue, Part 2”

Book Reviews

Mini-Review: Has Anyone Seen My Pants? by Sarah Colonna

Audio Edition. Four stars.

My new BFF Sarah Colonna is a wonderful road trip partner, and we spent 6+ wonderful hours together yesterday while driving back from my parents’ house.

pants_coverHas Anyone Seen My Pants? has kind of been on my to-read list since it was released earlier this year, but it had never made it off my list and into my car until yesterday, when I realized that I did not need anything serious or long — I just wanted to make it through the 9-hour drive without losing it. (My review also should give four stars to Verizon, for having the LTE for me to download the Hoopla file while on a state highway nowhere near town.)

This was made to be. At the North Platte Starbucks (the last one until I’m practically home, making it a major stop), I had 3 hours, 21 minutes left in the drive AND 3 hours, 21 minutes left in the book. Fate!

So what’s this thing about anyway?

New York Times bestselling author of Life as I Blow It Sarah Colonna is back with a hilarious, honest look at life in her late thirties, in all its messy, pants-missing glory.

How does a gal with a successful career, great friends, and a razor-sharp wit find herself wandering pants-less through the hallways of a casino hotel in Iowa on New Year’s Eve?

Ask Sarah Colonna.

Has Anyone Seen My Pants? is a laugh-out-loud trip around America (and Mexico!) with Sarah as she braves crying in nail salons, mother-daughter road trips, Iowan casinos, and single-shaming resorts. From a fling-gone-wrong to friend breakups and a new romance, Sarah’s signature wit and sharp observations take you on a journey at once so deviously funny and surprisingly compassionate that it might just steal your heart, not to mention your pants.

I laughed, I cried, I laughed some more, and then I sped up because I needed to hug my cat and I wasn’t even to the Colorado border yet. Mischief — RIP.

As I enter my 30s, I’m finding myself more and more appreciative of books that take humorous yet honest looks at a.) online dating and b.) having a career that you love. No, I can’t work less nor do I want to. And neither does Sarah, which is great, because I’m looking forward to hearing more from her. Thanks for the support, new BFF!




A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To Thanksgiving

Two-lane roads are kind of my thing. I’ve been driving on backroads since I first got my license, and even now, I’ll usually choose the farm-lined route over the interstate. Driving to my parents’ house for Thanksgiving was no exception.

Despite my vast experience, I have two serious fears:

  1. Someone popping up in my backseat
  2. Getting followed

#1 is ridiculous, unless one is in a horror movie.

#2 has happened a few times. It’s usually pretty unremarkable. Not so much tonight.

Google Maps chose the zigzag route, and once the sun went down, it was pretty easy to miss the turns, and I flew by one. There was a grain elevator about half a mile up, and I turned around and headed back. But there was a white pickup truck parked along the side of the road with its lights on, and when I passed it on my way back, it pulled out behind me. Cue panic.

In town, you can just turn a lot and eventually lose the possible stalker. With six miles before the next turn, there’s only one option – brights on, pedal down, and run like hell. If the roads are clear and traffic is light, you just might shake them. And I did. But oof, what an experience for the last hour of a long driving day.