Oh Happy Days

The highlight of today was seizing the opportunity on a gorgeous afternoon to walk to campus for a meeting.

image via Camille Styles

Well, that stacks up second to my first published post on Camille Styles! Check out the feature on Gather & Feast for our 'Entertaining With' series.

I spent most of yesterday learning the ropes at my other office on 6th Street, GSD&M.

Sunday mornings, sans schoolwork, are becoming my new favorite day of the week -- especially when spent at the new Houston Whole Foods brewery brunch bar (plus pomegranate mimosas, please!)

At Sunday mass, the priest noted a French poet's work in his homily. I found it fitting for my New Year's Resolution (see post below) and fascinating enough to share. It's called, "Come to the Edge" by Guillaume Apollinaire. He writes,

"Come to the edge."
"We can't. We're afraid."
"Come to the edge."
"We can't. We will fail!"
"Come to the edge."
And they came.
And he pushed them.
And they flew. 

The day before that, I wrapped Liv's belated birthday gift after lunching at a tried-and-true Houston spot, The French House. Never have I ever ordered anything but their chicken salad. 

Liv gifted me last Friday by curating this beautiful bar cart which has lived an empty life in our front entryway for far too long. 

Thursday, I got glossed for a photo shoot. Details next week! 

Wednesday morning, mama made these mini dill frittatas for breakfast.

Tuesday, my mom and I built this chest. I styled the top as a tribute to some of my favorite places with my most recent south Texas deer, vintage French luggage tags and a New York skyline straight from a street artist. 

Monday, I met an old friend, Amy Fry, at a new food find. Kraftsmen Baking in Houston's Heights neighborhood has opened their warehouse doors for breakfast, lunch and just recently dinner too. 

Though I had coffee with my salmon and lox bagel, I'm tempted to return just for the BYOB mimosa deal. You bring the sparkly stuff; they supply the fruity stuff. 

 The day before, I had a day at the museum with my dad and mom.

That night before, Evan ran the cash register and wrote me a receipt for the toy trucks I purchased from his shop--open late on Saturdays!

And the day before that, I posted about this week, which was also filled with all sorts of good things and great people.

Moorea Seal Mon Cahier Daily Planner // The {well} studio prayer journal for the Dreamer + Doer

Seems like I've always got a lot to be thankful for. Thank you for letting me share!