The Hills

posted on: Tuesday, May 10, 2016

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Adam doesn’t love to be in front of the camera, so I snuck this of him the other night. That’s my husband, right there. He’s my best friend, my favorite person to travel and do life with, my confidant, and the one who keeps me grounded. Yesterday marked seven years of marriage and each day I grow to love him more and in whole new ways. Marriage is not easy, it takes work, but there’s no one I’d rather do the work with than him. I chose him for life and it’s the best decision I’ve ever made.

To my sweet Adam, I just love you so much. Thank you for choosing me right back.

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Stuck

posted on: Monday, May 2, 2016

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S T U C K

That word. That feeling. It’s my least favorite feeling and yet it seems to keep showing it’s ugly head. That place of feeling stuck in a chapter so close to finishing. I know this is completely normal when a big and exciting change is on the horizon, when something you’ve wanted for so long is so close you almost wish you could press “fast forward” on the time between where you are now and where you want to be. Thanks to the movie “Click” I know that’s a terrible idea but work with me here, ok? I’m antsy and currently in the “senioritis” portion of this chapter.

I came back to the blog to share this exciting and crazy time of moving to NYC and our new lives there. This amazing chapter that’s about to begin and weeks later, I’ve got nothing. A whole month went by without another thought hitting the page. I have been in such a creative rut lately and I think it comes down to really feeling stuck and reaching for whatever I can to feel content where I am at this very moment. Trying my hardest to “be present”, which, I tell you, is much easier said than done, despite all of those inspiring Pinterest quotes. My people here in town, that I will miss with every fiber of my being, are helping me to enjoy my last few months here, but it’s still not easy.

Thanks to the encouragement of those same sweet friends, I’m pushing through this creative rut I have found myself in and will keep writing, keep pushing through this mental block. I realized the other day that we’re actually starting the countdown and planning out our last few months as residents of North Carolina and being a bit more intentional of how we spend our time here, because there’s not much of it left to spare.

It’s exciting and scary. Some nights I wake up feeling so panicked, to be completely honest, at all of the unknown that comes with a huge change, no matter how much you’ve hoped and prayed for it. It’s been a roller coaster of emotions, you guys. But, you know, I think that’s how it’s supposed to feel when a lifelong dream is about to be realized. When you’re onto something so good you can feel it. I feel both unprepared and, at the same time, like I’ve been waiting for this new adventure for my entire life.

THIS POST IS BANANAS [B-A-N-A-N-A-S]

posted on: Thursday, March 24, 2016

Roasted Bananas on The Girl and The Good

 

Okay, so that may not seem like much of anything, but these are roasted bananas over ice cream and this, well, is not so much a recipe as it is a public service announcement. Roasted bananas will change your life. I mean, if you like bananas that is. If you don’t like bananas, I still love you (I don’t get you, but I love you) and I say this with all of that love behind it: this post isn’t for you.

Here’s how it goes down: First, you preheat your oven to 400 degrees. Then, you take a banana, slice in half long-ways and place on foil. Place that into the oven with or without a baking sheet under it. I usually just place the foil right on the rack but, hey, you do you! Bake for 6-10 minutes, depending on how tender you want those bananas, just make sure they are heated all the way through. Yes, you can microwave it, but it dries the banana out a bit more and is not quite as incredible. Go oven or go home.

Then, proceed to place said bananas on top of vanilla ice cream. Ohhh or maybe cinnamon ice cream! Crap, you guys, salted caramel ice cream?! Holy hell! With whipped cream? I need to stop. Or, for a much healthier version, you can do as my husband did during our elimination diet (the handsome genius that he is) and just serve them on a plate and drizzled with almond butter (or peanut butter) and walnuts or your nuts of choice (great band name). I’ve done that and added chia seeds for crunch with a little dried, unsweetened coconut. You can even top your oatmeal with these for breakfast. The possibilities are endless! It can be a healthy dessert on its own or a topping to add to your indulgences (or oats). On that note, this PSA is now complete. Report back, troops!

THE MOVE TO NYC: HOW WE GOT HERE

posted on: Wednesday, March 23, 2016

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[A faint view of Manhattan from the plane]

Thanks for the kind words and for sharing in our excitement with us on the big move! We joke that we’re slowly making our way up north after moving here to Charlotte from Florida almost five years ago. Thankfully, we’d prefer to experience a true four seasons, so the change in weather won’t be a disappointment in the slightest. And yes, I would’ve loved to have been there this weekend when snowflakes fell on the first day of spring, but I digress…

I guess this move really started back in 2013 during this trip to DC. There was a moment, over dinner with Adam, when it hit me that Charlotte didn’t feel quite right for us. We had been living here for almost two years at that point and it still didn’t feel like home. I spoke those words out loud and, to my surprise (and probably to Adam’s as well) he agreed. We didn’t know if we’d ever actually move out of Charlotte, but we knew we weren’t ready to commit and buy a home here. We didn’t know if it would take a while longer to feel settled, but two years! Though I didn’t say the following words to Adam for a few more weeks, it seemed that just being in DC that trip made my dreams of living in a big city come back to life.

It took three  l o n g  years to get to this point. This has been a marathon, not a sprint as they say, and a decision we have been working our way towards for a long time. It’s also one that we haven’t taken lightly in the process. The first year was mostly me waiting and seeing if Adam would come to feel the same way. I didn’t want to force him on the move. I mean, it’s a hard place to live even for those who love it, but I knew it usually took him a while to come to big decisions (thank goodness I married my opposite). I prayed about it often and knew that if we were meant to live in NYC, Adam would not only agree, but also be excited about it. That’s just how it had to be for any of this to work. Well, at this point he’s more than antsy to get up there as well and, through our handful of trips in the last few years, has fallen in love with the city.

Still, even when I knew we would end up in NYC, I had some anxiety (no matter how much you hope for a big change, it’s still scary), but most of that anxiety has now fallen away to a sense of peace and excitement. We still have a little more than four more months to go but, let’s be honest, I’d move yesterday if I could.

I’m writing up a few more posts with specific details on our move and would love to know if you have any questions! Whether it’s about our move specifically or moving to NYC in general. I’ll be documenting the process of our moving up there as things progress because, I mean, I know I’ve been super curious on how a move to NYC works. I’m excited to document it all. From what I hear, apartment hunting is a breeze! So fun! Two thumbs (and all the eye rolls) up!