Journal 18 | The 25 Things I’m Most Grateful For

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Inspiration / Personal

A little over a year ago, I wrote up a post that listed a rather random assortment of 50 things — small moments and feelings and notions that exist between life’s bigger happenings. Things that, when considered, turn out to be pretty significant matters in themselves. I love having that list to look back on when I’m stuck in a spell of feeling sorry or sad, or when I could use a reminder that life is so much more than the things I choose to assign weight to.

With Thanksgiving quickly approaching, I decided to model a post after that one. But instead of listing a medley of everyday things, here I’m calling out the 25 things I am most grateful for right now.

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Nashville Guide 2.0

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Travel

Y’ALL — I’ve been in Nashville for over a year and a half now and have done my fair share of playing hostess to plenty of out-of-town guests, so I figured it was high time I revisit the ol’ eating and drinking guide I wrote up way back in December of 2018 and update it to include my newest favs. While all of the recommendations that made the last list still hold up, tons more popped up in the last 10 or so months and they’re definitely worth sharing. Plus, I wanted to feature some of my all-time favorite activities to partake in around town, as well as some quick little neighborhood guides for those that I find myself bopping around in from time to time.

In case you ever find yourself in Music City, consider this your go-to cool-girl (or cool-guy) guide to get you through your trip. *No hokey tourist traps included*

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Lesson Learned: Stop Waiting to Pop the Champagne

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Inspiration

It all started with a rather fancy bottle of Veuve, gifted from a close friend to me on my 24th birthday. It was a very generous gift for a very ordinary occasion — one that I would not feel as cool about presenting given the same opportunity (especially at that age, but even now at 26, tbh).

Because of its relatively hefty price tag and its top-shelf quality (plus the fact that I’m not really a “champagne on its own” kind of gal — I’m privier to buying a $10 bottle of Korbel to add to my OJ for a shoddy booze-fueled brunch), I promised myself I would only pop its cork on an occasion worth celebrating. Which, at the time, included getting some type of a promotion or securing a new/better job, or finally finding a way out of California and into the ever-cool city of Austin, Texas.

Spoiler alert: I never got around to popping that bottle of Veuve.

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