So, I have a new favourite website for documentaries and I have definitely met my quota of documentary-watching over the holidays.  I just wanted to share one that I found particularly riveting, touching and perpective-inducing with you.  It's called The Andes Plane Crash Survivors and if you have yet to see this absolutely heart-wrenching true story of survival, will power and persistence in the face of incredible odds, you are truly missing out.  The tale of this horrific and life-altering ordeal is told by the survivors themselves and let me assure you that you'll not be complaining about anything for a while after seeing the experience of this catastrophe through the eyes...

Here's a lovely message I found on Pinterest for all my fellow sufferers of hairbrush aversion.  I do brush it, just not every day, ok?  This is the very same statement that landed me my first "pixie" cut at the age of 6.  I can still hear my mom's words as clear as the day they were spoken after a particularly painful (mentally and physically) round of forced hair-grooming, "Krista, if you refuse to take care of it, I'm going to have Dot (the very lovely, but not-so-hip, fiery-haired, basement-dwelling, local, small-town stylist who lovingly tended to locks of the Schneider girls) chop it all off!" 

And it was so. 

I HATED my short ...

It's a special kind of day, friends...so get out ya seats and get your groove on!  Here's some Robyn -Call Your Girlfriend.

I'm spending my afternoon learning the dance moooooves to this tune.  I may even dig out some tights and platforms and perform this at the partay this evening.  Oh yeah, believe that.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F6ImxY6hnfA&ob=av2e

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, y'all!

Shel Silverstein...words to live by, illustrations to die for.  Happy Monday everyone!

Ahhhh, my mind is clear, my body is happy and I'm ready for Monday...I think.

 Sunday

The day of rest.

There are not many days, hours, moments of rest in my life these days...nor in the lives of most people I know.  It's kind of sad, actually.  In order to function at our optimum performance level, we need that rest.  It's not a question of luxury, it's a question of necessity.

So, in honor of Sunday, self-care, mindfulness and the things that matter to me most, I've decided that today my school papers can wait, the house is tolerably dirty and required readings will still be on the desk tomorrow. 

Today, I am painting (see below...careful, it's still wet :D).

Today, I am running.

Today, I am daydreaming.

Today, I am practicing gratitude and ...