I’ve been saving this beautiful and wonderful editorial featuring Jennifer Connelly as an antidote for a low day when I’m just not feeling anything. But that moment hasn’t made an appearance. Actually, I’ve successfully kept such a feeling at bay. And besides, it’s not fair to hoard things to myself.
February is already coming to a close with spring just around the corner, but I’m sitting here already sprung (oh high school vernacular). I’m sprung off the opportunities laying around, waiting for me to discover. I’m sprung off the loves in and of my life -- husband, family, friends, and interests. I’m sprung off the chances I took and the choices I made on my own accord. You know what, I’m even sprung that certain items in my closet are beginning to fit again (yes, I went there and I plan on staying there and I will take it there).
Complacency hit me with a warning last year and I got the hint.
While I loved those few days I took off this week to spend with my heart (if it were possible I would have my weekend on weekdays), I can’t wait for the usual trifecta that includes the old haunts, having brunch with an old college acquaintance (we chose this place simply for their enticing brunch cocktail menu...we have no shame), and squaring things away while topping it all off with some Oscar viewing. In short, I plan on continuing to enjoy what I have going and hope to add some more to the mix.
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| Jennifer Connolly by Craig McDean via Ecstasy Lover |
So with this I wish you a happy weekend.


































