I’m addicted to nail polish. I love having my nails painted all kinds of crazy colors. I literally feel naked when they aren’t painted. So, I’m always switching up my polishes.
Now for the summer, it’s all about Turquoise and Caicos (Get it?!).
What were your favorite games as a child? What did you like to do with your classmates or the neighborhood kids? How did that affect the person you grew to become?
I’m pretty sure that my sister and I were the most active children ever. That’s probably why we were the only kids who actually napped during nap time (which seriously concerned our teachers). I just loved to play outside. Whether it was climbing trees, building forts, playing house or just running around pretending to be power rangers. I had a vivid imagination.
I don’t know what games we specifically played, but we loved going on adventures or pretending that our parents died in a plane crash and us kids had to survive in the wilderness. Of course this involved running around the hills/forests/parks/lakes that surrounded us.
Our favorite place to play was the dirtiest, most disgusting, smelly swamp behind my friend Myeron’s house. We loved it because it was deep in a valley behind his house, and surrounded by a lush forest. Getting there was an adventure on its own. But because it was so secluded we could be as loud and ridiculous as we wanted. We dubbed this utopia “crap river.”
Even as an adult my appetite for adventure still rages on. I absolutely LOVE traveling, love being outdoors, experiencing new things, going new places and being generally silly. The only thing that’s really changed is the time I am able to do these things.
Abandon your to-do list and go somewhere else. Somewhere new. Somewhere you have wanted to explore. Bring a camera and take a picture to celebrate the moment when you abandoned anxiety and insecurity, embraced imagination and opportunity, and let life unfold.
I’m really not good at this. I lead a pretty busy life and don’t have a lot of free time. I always have a dozen things I need to do, at all times and never enough time to do it all. Sometimes, I feel like I can’t even keep up with my own life. But alas, I did it. For the sake of Radvent.
I forgot about my to-do list and all responsibilities (literally) and went to Malibu for Taco Tuesday with some co-workers. I won’t go into all the details, but I will say this. I had a BLAST, which required two days to recover so that I could catch myself back up. It was so fun and completely worth it.
I LOVE ADVENTURES!
Write down the soundtrack of your year so far. Play it for someone who loves you.
OHHH I’m so excited about this, because this has been QUITE the year for music. Living in LA means I spend a lot of time in the car commuting. The upside of this is that I get lots of time to listen to awesome ridiculous music.
First of all, this song makes the top of my list because as ridiculous as this sounds, it has the ability to make to cry almost ANYTIME I hear it. Chris Brown’s “Forever.” Two reasons it has such an effect. First, it came on the radio right when I was having one of those “holy shit this is what happiness feels like moments” as I drove to Venice with a few friends. Second, Jim & Pam wedding song.
It’s hard to come out of a place of resentment, and it takes practice (just like everything). Practice forgiving about small, everyday things. You can always non-forgive later. Who and what are you ready to let go of resentment toward?
This one is kind of hard for me. I think it’s almost impossible for me to hate someone. I’m not just saying that either. I’m very quick to forgive and I don’t hold grudges, even when people really screw me over. Continue reading “RADVENT: December Four — Forgiveness”
I skipped day two.
Write a letter of love to yourself to read in one year.
Let’s just get this out of the way, I love you… at least I do most of the time. (You know I’ve never been very good with commitment.) Please stop being so hard on yourself. You’re a good person, you work hard, you have goals and you’re going somewhere. Continue reading “RADVENT: December Three — Writing”