I wish I wasn’t too tired to write about how April really makes me feel… it's a kind of wistful, existential, beautifully sad and gently wonderful month. Like sunrise when you’ve stayed up all night.
April, you are so lovely, and I’m sorry I can’t do you justice. Thank you for letting me live in your kindness anyway.
had a free and quiet day so I wore a long dress and sang while I cleaned my room and then baked bread
I held my friends’ week-old baby for the first time <3
went to a talk with Sam Sifton, assistant managing editor of The New York Times and founding editor of NYT Cooking. (I won his Thanksgiving cookbook!)
went to a Holy Hour event with a friend and participated in a Stations of the Cross-inspired painting event
made like 50 cupcakes for Easter brunch with a friend who worked in a bakery. They’re beautiful, and I hope to practice until someday I am as talented at decorating as she is
for some reason, year after year, April just feels like this playlist (wait was i, like, lowkey kinda sad? lol)
I found myself forced to spend a day without my phone, and realized that we think technology saves us time but actually it just wastes it. I couldn’t pause while walking to send texts or check emails so I just… went to the places I needed to be. I ended up being early to most of my appointments because I had no way to tell time and had to just show up to everything as soon as I could. My day was so incredibly streamlined and I moved so efficiently.
I braided flowers into my hair while hanging out with a friend. they were already withered by the time I got home and as I sat on my bed plucking them out of my hair, gathering them in a little pile, I thought of Mother Gothel in Tangled: “There. It never happened.”
made this Thai peanut & quinoa salad (but forgot to add peapods before taking a picture, oops)
as always, thank y’all for reading and for being part of so many of the moments I mentioned here <3