Best Month Ever

It’s so easy to get caught up in what’s wrong, and when I do that, I write a post like this sad December one. When a polar vortex is hitting New York and I have the option to work from home, it’s easy to get stuck in my four walls. That’s not a good place for me.

But January changed everything. Maybe it was the week I spent in Hawaii. Or the fact that Seattleites have descended upon New York for the Super Bowl. Or the tons of good buddy time I’ve gotten. Or that I’ve been working out because I want to — not because I feel like I need Hawaii abs. Or because I’ve been very consciously eating better.

But I’m happy.

Pinch-me, is-this-really-my-life happy. My Seattle friend Tara likes to remind me to take the time to do things that I need to do. (I need to remind her the same.) For me, that means getting out of my apartment, going to yoga class, drinking green tea, listening to music and seeing friends. I did all those things in bulk this month, and I can’t wipe the smile off my face. I’m feeling much more like myself.

Despite two rounds of the polar vortex, I make an effort to take walks & take pics. This is FiDi.
Despite two rounds of the polar vortex, I make an effort to take walks & take pics. This is FiDi.
Someone put their fully decorated tree on the street. It's been there about a month now. Makes me laugh every time I walk by.
Someone put their fully decorated tree on the street. It’s been there about a month now. Makes me laugh every time I walk by.
I was so happy to be in Seattle for the Seahawks' Division Championship game. The city was bathed in blue & highlighter green.
I was so happy to be in Seattle for the Seahawks’ Division Championship game. The city was bathed in blue & highlighter green. #GoHawks
Tara gives Penny a high-five while mama Heather looks on. Love me some buddy time.
Tara gives Penny a high-five while mama Heather looks on. Love me some buddy time.
Brunch with my girls at Pike Place.
Brunch with my girls at Pike Place.
This was my backyard for six glorious days on Oahu.
This was my backyard for six glorious days on Oahu.
Ohana means family, and these two will always be my family now.
Ohana means family, and these two will always be my family now.
I've had so much fun carrying this flag around NYC.
I’ve had so much fun carrying this flag around NYC.
I went to Puppy Bowl Experience! Puppies!
I went to Puppy Bowl Experience! Puppies!
Giant slide in Times Square = Awesomeness!
Giant slide in Times Square = Awesomeness!
It's been two weeks of trash talking, but we still love each other.
It’s been two weeks of trash talking, but we still love each other.

Think before you pack

Ask me about the time I packed a glue stick for my vacation.

No, I wasn’t planning any arts and crafts. I’m awful at packing. My recent trip to Hawaii came with a bonus weekend in Seattle. Did I pack for those two days? No.

Started in Seattle. Janice, Lora, Tara, Betsy and I had brunch at Pike Place.
The outfit was cute enough, but my shoes were all wrong.

I wore a sweater and jeans on my Friday night flight, and I patted myself on the back for layering a fleece under a trendy coat. I also packed my Seahawks hoodie for the Saturday playoff game. So I had an outfit for Saturday, but not Sunday. So I recycled my plane outfit, pairing it with my ice-skating shorts and leggings (because I thought I needed ice-skating clothes in Hawaii?), but I didn’t pack shoes for that look. I also had to wear my summer pajamas: A tank top and short shorts because I didn’t think to pack a warmer pair.

I did well for warm-weather clothes. I packed bathing suits, flip-flops, dressy sandals, a few sundresses, shorts, tank tops and running clothes (yes, I actually used them). I remember holding yoga pants in my hand, wondering if I might like them for evenings at the house. Should have brought them. They could have doubled as jammies in Seattle. I also didn’t think to pack a cardigan or light jacket for breezy island evenings. I figured I had the hoodie and jackets from the plane, if I got cold. I failed to consider that the jackets would be too warm and the hoodie would look silly with a dress. The night of our luau, I had to bring the Seahawks hoodie to throw on over my cute dress. Dressy night: FAIL. Luckily it was dark by then.

Navani and I let the headbands control our untamed Hawaii hair.
This dress with a Seahawks hoodie over it. Silly Candace.

I did pack a few smart things: My water bottle is always in my carry-on. I love to fill it up at the airport, so I can have a sip of water on the plane if I fall asleep during beverage service (often). That went with me every time I left the Hawaii house. A bag of trail mix was another good choice. Since I was 90% gluten-free, it was good to have on hand when gluten-free snacks would be hard to pack, like for a hike. I debated whether I’d actually use the running clothes I brought, but I figured it was worth the risk. I wore my board shorts for a morning run and for a day of paddleboarding.

So I had some weird outfits and a glue stick.

Answer: The reason I had a glue stick is because I was packing up unnecessary items from my desk at work since we’re moving.  I didn’t take it out of my bag before leaving for the airport.