The Wisch List

They say that significant life changes seem to occur in threes.

Last week I gave you our move to LA.
Which was prompted by a great new job opportunity.
And last night, under a blanket on the porch of one of our favorite spots
he asked.

And you know how newly fiancé’d women say
“I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.”?

Well, I do.

If you’re like me you wind down each year with a little reflection.  Some years are bigger than others.  For example, last year I met Nigel (big).  The year before that I became more serious about photography.  I started this blog that year and and spent three weeks in Europe.  The year before that it was a big break up.  You get the picture.

Come December 2012 my look back will serve up a move to Los Angeles. In just a couple of weeks we’re loading up the Volvo and heading South.

It won’t be my first turn around the city of angels.  LA was my home back when life was about working my way up from the bottom.  The very bottom. I was scraping by and paying my dues in those days.  Not to mention a million parking tickets.  Luckily, LA and I have both evolved since then.  At least we both appreciate better food.

This reunion between LA & me, it will be a happy one but leaving San Francisco?  Well, I’m working on that.  Anyone who reads this blog knows my love for this place and my dear friends who live here.  It’s hard to say how much, really.  But as we’ve been loading boxes and orchestrating the transition we’re looking forward to what’s around the corner.

My acupuncturist/friend/healthy mind-body guru Edith says “there is nothing to do and unlimited time“. I get the intention there but that just doesn’t jive with my truth. You see, life is a flutter over here. So much so that I haven’t even told you about my new ‘by day’ job. Since early January I’ve been producing a variety of brilliant creative projects with a spectacular and stealthy little SF startup. It’s been a wild and inspired ride with a group of talented, hilarious and well-pedigreed folks. Add to the startup hours a few quality weekends with my Mom and Step-Dad and that great trip to St. Louis and you get a year that’s off to a bustling start.  But you know how it goes. You get moving and start to neglect your stuff. Your creative mojo, your relationship, your running shoes.  I have no idea what’s in my refrigerator right now.  So this weekend we powered down our app-pendages and got out of town for a big ‘ole breather.

Read on…

Yesterday began a very exciting, 40 day online event just for you, my wild and oh so wise lady friends.  The WISH summit is fabulous not only because it’s title shares that of my blogsake.  It’s a modern day women’s circle of wisdom!   For 40 days you can receive daily inspiration in the form of recorded interviews with some of my favorite experts on nutrition, relationships, fitness and whole living.  Best part – it’s FREE!

Sign up today and I’ll see you there!

xo
Heather

This great Creative Director in my office, Ben, spit a funny little Nelly rhyme as I was leaving for St. Louis last weekend  - “S.T.L.- M.O.- 3.1.Foe”.  I mean, I think it was Nelly.  I felt all uncool and white, having not heard it before (apparently it’s very “midwest hip hop” which is a thing).  I wish I were one of those people whose skill-set included mad rapper.  Anyhow, it was funny and now I’ll never forget it.

Nor will I forget the wildly happy weekend that I just spent with some friends who travelled to said “3.1.foe” for our girl Patty’s surprise 40^th.   Have you ever been part of someone’s surprise before?  It’s like Christmas morning, the warmest hug and the most hilarious joke all rolled into one.  For Everyone.   And man does this girl deserve it.  Yes, Patty sets a high bar and that husband of hers throws a mean Hawaiian ho-down.

May we never stop surprising each other.

Happy Birthday, Patty!

xo
Heather

Well hello there. How’ve you been? It’s been ages.
I hope that your year is off to a wonderful start and that your holidays were warm and full.

How were mine?  Epic.

[The view from Nigel's parents' place in the Marina neighborhood of Dubai]

[The Burj Khalifa]

[From the top.]

[The Burj Al Arab]

[Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque, Abu Dhabi]

[Dune bashing]

[Praslin Island, Seychelles]

[Mahe Island, Seychelles]

Heavy, happy sigh.
And a very belated and Happy New Year!

xo
Heather