Daily Delights

Typically I am more of a money saver than a money spender. But every now and then I like to treat myself to something luxurious whether it be a massage or purchasing a piece of jewelry. In one of my most recent moods to actually spend money, I purchased this necklace from J & Co. Jewelry. I didn’t realize that the company is based in the UK so it took a very long time to be delivered. I had so much joy over finally receiving this and putting it on for the first time. Buying quality jewelry for myself makes me feel like an actual put-together adult, if there really is such a thing.

Warmly,

Maegan

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Daily Delights

I had such a wonderful dialogue about gardening with a dear friend this week. As our ideas blossomed, so did my ardor for growing my own food. How nuts is it that we think of growing our own food as revolutionary? I mean, have you ever grown a plant with flowers that could sustain you? It’s so magical and such a privilege now, but in my grandmother’s time was a complete necessity. If they didn’t produce enough food to harvest and can for the cold months, they wouldn’t eat. My grandmother first tried beef when she was 18 because our family did not raise cows. That was such a foreign idea to me when she first told me that. Why, you can walk down almost any block in today’s town to order a limp frozen hamburger topped with mushy onions and pickles.

With all this in mind, I came home from the gardening coffee chat to find an onion that I thought I purchased last week sprouting. Maybe I bought it old, maybe it’s been there longer than I remember, but usually that would trigger my brain to throw out the waste. By throw out I mean compost, of course. I’m not a barbarian. But this time, I’m going to plant it. I use onions in EVERYTHING. Wouldn’t it be nice to skip throwing a bruised, half rotted onion in my shopping cart while perusing the aisles of a too cold market? I want to pick a fresh onion that makes me gush tears when cutting. What a simple delight to know that life will find a way, even on my sunless kitchen counter. I did nothing to help the little guy sprout, yet there it is, existing in all its alive glory. Maybe if we could let things be more often we would find beautiful fresh starts.

I’ll report back on this babe of a bulb.

Warmly,

Maegan

Daily Delights

In the age of delivery and Amazon Prime I’ve gotten into the habit of “one click orders” and then forgetting about them. I’ll think I need to order something, I get out my phone, and in one click, it’s on its way. Because it requires so little time and effort, I completely forget that I ordered something until I pull up to my house and see a package on my porch. It is utterly delightful to come home from a long day of work to find a new book waiting for me to crack open its spine or a few gold stacking rings that ache to be stacked. Sometimes I order items so frequently, I don’t know what I’m opening until I slide scissors across packaging tape. This, friends, is true joy. It immediately invokes the feeling of popping the tape off taut wrapping paper to reveal the hidden, unexpected treasure within. I can’t help but smile and perhaps express my jubilance by yelling, “Eeek!”

Introducing Daily Delights

I have tried many a gratitude boosting activity such as the 100 Happy Days Challenge, gratitude journaling etc. I used to make “Happy Lists” in high school while I was bored in band. With each exercise, I find myself in such a better mood and less likely to cynically interpret myself or my environment.

Recently on NPR Ari Shapiro interviewed Ross Gay the author of The Book of Delights in which he writes daily essays about something that brought him joy that day. In one essay he describes fireflies, in another he describes what he calls “reckless air quotes”. That term itself brings me immense delight.

Inspired by his book of essays, I will be starting a new segment called Daily Delights a la Ross Gay. I’ve recently been open to exploring the possibility that this blog should organically develop into something that is fresh and congruent with my current stage of life. Nothing is more intimate and honest than thoughts on things that delight me daily. I’ll try not to talk about my dog for every post, but no solid promises. I hope you enjoy!

Warmly,

Maegan