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Monday
Dec012014

An Imperceptible Shift

Source: Wikimedia CommonsI've recently joined a gym, and as part of the introductory package you get a free Pilates session. I used to do Pilates thanks to my dear friend Christine, but once she moved away I tried a different teacher and it just wasn't the same so I essentially sat on the couch and never got up.

This time the teacher was wonderful -- I could tell something was different in her technique so I asked her about her background, and it turns out she studied with Romana Kryzanowska which probably explained her no-nonsense manner. 

But what really impressed me was when she told me that while I did fine on the Reformer, it was no good if I didn't know how to stand correctly. 

"Excuse me?" I said. 

She made me lean forward until I felt it in my calves. My weight shifted, ever so slightly, from my heels to the balls of my feet.

"How does that feel?"

"Weird. I feel weird. Like the leaning tower of Pisa."

"Look in the mirror. Do you look weird?"

I had to admit that I didn't. In fact, I looked like what I thought I looked like before - like a normal person. My back was straight and my shoulders were relaxed. 

"I could have sworn I was leaning too far forward. It feels weird, but it looks right."

"Maybe you are used to leaning too far back. Maybe you need to get used to leaning forward."

I think she might be right. 

Wednesday
Nov262014

Looking for the Hygge

 

I'm pretty sure I have PTSD from last winter, that fearsome Winter of the Polar Vortex. When the news channels tried to top themselves by calling the first weather event of this fall a freaking bomb cyclone I broke out in hives and cursed my luck and took to the Facebooks to complain.

I've been living in Boston for 12 years now, and yes, I realize I should be used to this by now, but you don't understand -- I was born in a tropical island and grew up in Miami which meant I had to wear a sweater once or twice, and that was the extent of my dealings with the cold. Old habits die hard when they are awesome. 

There is something to the idea of embracing the hand that you are dealt -- and other than winter and all its trappings, living in Boston has been a great hand to be dealt. I love living here, so I just have to find a way to deal. I've been thinking a lot about Hygge, a concept that I first came accross from one of my favorite bloggers -- a Danish woman named Alex Beauchamp. She isn't writing consistently anymore *ahem* same here *ahem* but thankfully she keeps her Hygge House blog up. If you're not familiar with Hygge, it's the idea of a lifestyle that is luxurious by virtue of its simpleness; of being snug and cozy and comfortable and surrounded by a few soft and beautiful things and dear and wonderful friends. It's a very appealing concept this time of the year, and it's been nice to turn inward when the outside isn't quite as friendly as I'd like.

In other words, don't mind me: I'll be here under my blankets for the next few months.  

Wednesday
Aug202014

Should you get a dog?

I have a dog. You may have heard something about this.

The interesting thing about this is that people have started to ask me if they should get a dog. I'm not sure why having a dog makes me an expert on whether everyone else should get a dog. Should you get a dog? I don't know. Not that that has ever stopped me from having an opinion. 

Do you enjoy picking up poop? What about the soft-serve really gross kind?

Are you really good at detecting the source of faint urine smells?

How about the vacuum? How handy are you with that?

How attached are you to your material possessions? Are you above wearing sandals with a little bit chewed off the top?

Do you like to walk around the block? No, really, do you enjoy going for walks around the block multiple times a day? In the snow and ice?

Do you think farts are funny? Or, do you need a creature to blame the farts on?

Do you like talking to someone who can offer a sympathetic ear and no bad advice?

Do you like to humiliate your loved ones with your immature sense of humor?

Do you like to have a warm and nonjudgmental creature to snuggle with?

Do you love being greeted like a queen every time you walk into the room, even if you were only gone for a minute?

Oh fine. Get the dog. And give her lots of snuggles.

 

Wednesday
Jul162014

It's the little things

I don't know what it is about the kids lately, but they've had my heart in their grubby little hands all summer. 

Of course, I've always loved them -- intensely, illogically and without question -- but it's this summer, when they are nine and seven and four, that I've really started to relax and enjoy them. They are the coolest little people, and the fact that we made them, and then nurtured them (as best we could, with many, many mistakes made along the way) and now they are starting to show their true selves and that those selves are pretty what my perfect people would be like if I had my way? It's all a bit of a miracle. Even when they fight and drive me crazy and they break stuff and use gross words in front of perfectly polite people. They can be embarrasing and are definitely making me a little crazier than usual, but oh how I love it. I'm in deep. I can't deny it.

Babies are hard. Teenagers are hard. Hell, adults are hard -- let's not kid ourselves. But this, the midst of childhood, with the scraped knees and the belief in magic and the outgrowing of "baby" things while still asking to be babied, this is my favorite so far. 

Tuesday
Jul152014

Midway

We've reached and passed the midway point of 2014 and I can't help but shake the feeling that it's passed me by and I've hardly looked up to take notice. That is really depressing to think about, but I'm not sure how true it is. 

Nevertheless, that's the way it feels and I'm trying to figure out what I can do to fix it. 

To be fair, among the wasted days (and yes, many many hours and days were wasted and I regret that) there were many awesome things that happened. Like our whirlwind 10th anniversary trip to London. That was DEFINITELY something.

 We also went skiing (or rather, the kids and my husband went skiing). Wait, no -- I went Nordic skiing. That counts too.

And we went to New York, where the kids took on Manhattan and I got to catch up with old friends. 

Of course, it's easy to only think of trips as time well spent. What about normal days at home? Well, the dog beat the tooth fairy to a precious tooth. 

And we took walks. Lots and lots of walks. We walked when it was warm.

And also when it was not so warm.

But we kept on walking. 

The kids biked and raced. Lucas and I worked and played. The dog became less of a maniac. Dinners were hosted and we were hosted by dear friends. 

I guess what I'm trying to remind myself of is that it's been a very full year so far. And there's more to come. 

I'm positive next week's beach trip gets me out of this mid-year funk I'm in. Vitamin D and salty air goes a long way, but so does looking back at all the fun we've had so far in 2014. It's not a bad idea to stop and take a look back every once in a while.