Gratitude: The Twelve Days of August

Thursday, Aug 8th - bedtime

On this eighth day of the eighth month this year, I'm overcome by gratitude. My summer has been jam-packed so far with adventure, I've shared it with countless friends, it has allowed for plenty of relaxation (i.e. lounging in the Santa Monica sand with Mom last Thursday), and there are still exciting plans ahead.

Because of this, I thought the least I could do was splurge a little on some overly-fancy cards to make my gratitude known (teaser below):


Friday, Aug 9th (my half-birthday) on my lunch break

The gratitude continues to an insane extent. I am exactly halfway through my twenty-fifth year on this Earth, summer is in full-swing, and I'm surrounded by friends, family and brand new acquaintances who continue to bless me with generosity and unconditional love. What did I do to deserve this? [Friday] morning, Honda of Woodland Hills (across the street from my new work) graciously took my car in for an oil change with about an hour's notice. Then, one of the maintenance guys offered to drive me the one mile to my work because both of their courtesy shuttles were out and about. It's the little things. No way, Jose thanks!

Monday off-day, Aug 12th

Twelve days into this gorgeous summer month,
Eleven days only until our annual Palm Springs adventure,
Ten years past middle school drama, thankfully...
Nine fingers still manicured from wedding-week,
Eight months into this year 2013,
Seven days from Catalina-cation with Mom and Chlo,
Six months into being the glorious age of 2-fucking-4,
Five episodes to go in my new obsession, "Orange..."
Four weeks from my 2-year anniversary with Apple,
Three days from the interview that could be a turning point,
Two kittens deeper in love than I was a few months ago...
One cousin richer (see the beautiful Sarah below)
and ONE moment away from combusting with gratitude.

Me and Sarah Welsh at Jones Beach in NY

To writer's block -- to the point of poetry!

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