Be so genuine it’s contagious

 

Nothing seems more genuine than starting out with someone else’s words. There’s a quote from Eat, Pray, Love that I should have tattooed on my forehead.

“Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it. You must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat on top of it.” ― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

I’m becoming increasingly tired hearing the worry people have over others. Do you. I know I do a ton of random crap, probably a lot of stuff others don’t give a sh*t about. But I do. People will try to take away your authenticity every single day. I’ve had to truly ground myself in my family, close friends and let everything flow through them. Haters gonna hate.

In certain places, certain cultures some things matter and others don’t. Everything is relative. Give yourself some credit and spend your energy with people, situations and mediums that have a positive influence on you.

Ski Bums – Montana, you have my heart.

Big Sky Montana, looks a bit like A River Runs Through it, and was every bit beautiful. good sleep, good skiing, good beer. We’d ski through lunch, then back at it until hot tub time. Ski vacations are the best, you’re always doing something but it’s still relaxing. Since I can get Roo to sit on the beach, I get why he loves this type of vaca. Anytime you can get me started with a breakfast buffet, sign me up. I dream about those pancakes.

Montana is also on my list of places to visit in the summer. The rivers were gorgeous, it’s not overrun by tourists and there is a ton of outdoorsy stuff to do.

Now off to plan a summer holiday — seriously.


  
  
  
  
  
  
  

Opt Outside

Have you noticed we get out, every single day. Rhys wakes up looking at the tiny river flowing out front and immediately plans his day around how many times he can go throw rocks. Andrew, won’t sit down. Ryder and I would be fine having juice and coffee and watching a morning cartoon, but we’re go go go. Andrew has them hiking a trail by our house. We don’t get too far, but it’

We joke, but one day I’m swinging by Home Depot and grabbing a $2 bag of pea rocks. Have at it. We’ll shake Rhys down at night and rocks fall out of pockets, diapers, etc.

It’s good to explore, get dirty and wonder.