Thursday, September 13, 2007

Hello Summer

Hello Summer

The first Sunday of September, my friend Spencer and I pick up two bottles of chilled French rosé and head to Baker Beach in San Francisco’s Presidio. I laugh at Spencer for wearing swim trunks. It’s a rare day in San Francisco that gets warm enough to get in the water.

It turns out to be one of those days. By the time I pour my second glass, Spencer is in the water. Laying on the warm sand, a clear view of the Golden Gate Bridge, a glass of wine in hand… can it get any better?

It can. Into the water. Sans bathing suit.

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Good at Life

Two years ago I made a self-discovery - I don’t have a comfort zone. If I’m comfortable, it means I’m bored and restless. I prefer chaos, adventure and randomness. However, I recently made another discovery - I need a comfort zone. Perhaps it doesn’t need to be a safe and familiar haven. Perhaps it’s not a single place at all. Maybe my comfort zone is the realm of new discoveries – a city view, a neighborhood café, the back roads, Boston in the fall or a new recipe.

Finding balance, nourishment and comfort in ordinary and extraordinary days, this is a record of my attempts to be Good at Life.