The Writing's on the Wall

It's summer! The writing's on the wall.

On my way to Colorado. Wonderfulness. I'm going to miss Brooklyn, and I am really loving my new home right now (as I know I've repeated Many times now)... but I'll be back soon enough... and Colorado beauty is calling my name! Flying into Denver tonight to spend two nights with one of my best friends from high school... A girl I've known since I was about 12. One night in Denver and one in Estes at the Y before we meet up with the rest of the family on Sunday. I know we have hiking and golf planned. I'm hoping to squeeze in a few bottles of wine :) I'm sure it can be accommodated!

And how great it feels to know that I'm not going to be getting up for work for almost 2 months! Summer is officially started!!!!

I'm Free!

I'm Free!!! Summer at last! I bid my sweet friends good bye and closed down the room... It hasn't hit. I have gotten so used to the school year schedule. But soon, Seth will be getting up for work and I'll probably get up too for coffee and days of freedom! And maybe I'll sleep in or go back to bed, and I will be able to make that choice. I will not be a slave to Mr. Alarm Clock for the rest of summer!

Right now I'm sitting in the airport... Sitting against the wall with things plugged in and charging for our trip. I knew where to find the outlets. I've found myself sitting against the wall many times in the past (one of the last was a year and a half ago when Paula and I were praying our flight would pass quickly and get us home before the wee hours of the morning... we were exhausted and tired, and she was terribly sick... I was newly engaged and heading back to work the very next morning...)

My trip to the airport was another story to add to my book. I took the train down to 125th to catch the M60 bus. I wasn't worried about it. I rode the M60 (from Queens instead of Manhattan) to the airport before. Then I came above ground, stood for a bit in the heat (where did this hot summer day come from? Then again, it beats the 100+ degree weather back home in the Midwest and the rain we've been having non-stop that last few months). Traffic was completely backed up, the bus stop was packed, buses were coming, but none were the M60. The air was filled with anxiety, watching for buses. Finally, M60. It pulls up, stops before it gets to the normal bus stop area. People run, the bus is loaded. No one gets off, people are shoving to get on. Then the driver cuts the line off. Two people literally jump into the bus and shove their way in as the doors are closing. One of those two gets separated from her family and her bag. The driver lets her out, as there was No Way the rest of the family was getting on that bus. Curses and curses... I look around to see what my solution will be. I still have time.

Then, in the middle of NYC, a city of strangers, I find 3 friends. Three people who are obviously in the same boat as me... heading for the airport, desperate for transportation, filled with anxiety. We bond. We don't exchange names. We decide to walk to the next bus stop. Traffic is so backed up that we walk faster than the bus moves. A car service car pulls up, offers a ride for an amount that was a bit outrageous. I tell him no. I hope that I don't regret that... I have time, my fellow travelers are a bit more strapped for time. We keep walking on towards the stop just to see the bus pass without stopping. No ones getting off, no one can be squeezed on more. I head for the corner, trying to find an empty taxi. Finally a taxi van... Driver shakes his head no. We continue to wave at him... He pulls up, pulls over, says he'll take us but only to one stop. We don't care. Just get us to the airport.

We bond some more... 3 young women, one middle aged man. We connect as we discuss the Twilight series, similar jobs, flight destinations. Upon arriving at the airport, and yes, the driver was true to his word, even when offered a bigger tip, he only took us to one terminal, so we divided, two heading to the terminal we were dropped at, and myself and another heading towards the next terminal.

A New York City adventure... The distance from my work to the airport is a little over 5 miles. That's such a short distance to my Midwest self, but to my New York self, it's a complicated long journey. My group and I made it to our flights, and tonight, we'll all hopefully make it safely to our final destinations. We never exchanged names. We'll never see each other again, but today, we all joined together for a quick adventure in our City!

And the Winners Are...

Congrats!!! I actually wanted to keep drawing names (and I'm sure you all would have loved that too...) But I thought I'd wait and maybe do another drawing again later this summer. Marie and littlebyrd, email me at brklynphoto@yahoo.com with your final decision for the photo you would like and your mailing address. Please understand that the photo won't be mailed until July as I'm going away in less than 24 hours (Wahoo!) for a relaxing vacation sans computers! But I will make sure to get it mailed as soon as I return, relaxed and refreshed!

Birds

My birds are a tangled mess on our the heater by the window. I don't think I'll be able to get them sorted out until I get back from our upcoming vacation. It's hectic around here... But tonight's the night to get it all squared away. We are leaving on a plane tomorrow. My room at work is looking nothing like the room I usually have. Every piece of furniture will soon be pushed up against the wall for the summer. My house is starting to get sorted out, and it already feels like home! I love, love, love the new space we have! I can't believe we lived such a cramped life in our old apartment. Our old apartment is handed over, walk through done, no problems found with the state of it (happy security deposit!).

I will be a bit scarce over the next week and a half... I'll be taking lots of photos while we are away, but will not be posting and sharing them until we get back and I can process them! Maybe I'll squeeze in a photo of the great Colorado while I'm there... My new iPhone will come in handy for that :)

Tuesday Faves

I love Tuesday, usually it's the name that I love most, but today, it's the day. I know I've been kind of scarce around here. I hope to be back to normal posting and photo snapping by July 6th. I know it's a ways off, but I have a school year to finish and a relaxing family vacation to go on!

Here are a few of my favorite moments of my Tuesday:

• Knowing it's the last Tuesday before 2 months of Tuesdays off work!
• A voicemail with an offer to plant-sit for a month... and now, my fire escape is filled with green plants and a few flowers (the ones that survived a sweet boy's picking for the small bouquet sitting in a glass on my kitchen table).
• And of course, even better than a green fire escape was the short visit with my favorite nephew and sister-in-law while they dropped off the green plants... The kitchen was inspected by P, but I was completely happy to share my new cupboards and drawers with him!
  
• The old apartment is cleaned and empty, ready for a walk through and a giving away of the keys.
  
• A last minute get-together with friends at my now official Favorite bar (High Dive.... LOVE it even more because they have a POPCORN machine!!!)
  
• Dinner with this guy as our chef...
  

• Fried Rice. Love love love it!
  
• A birthday surprise for the guy that didn't really have a birthday. It's on my list of faves but I'm wondering why I don't get 2 birthdays a year!! (P.S. Mine is coming soon :) Can you find the date above?)
  

• We felt kind of bad faking his birthday... It was something that just happened. He joined us after we had been seated, and when he came in, we were all greeting him, and someone wished him happy birthday (joking) and we went with it! Made the evening fun and enjoyable, almost as if we were really celebrating a birthday!! It was harmless, and then right before we headed out, they brought out the ice cream... Of course ice cream is harmless, and we weren't faking birthdays for the dessert... But we enjoyed it, as if it were his birthday... and we tipped well to make up for our misled dinner celebration!

• Sweet friends... A big hug for V and S from Scott, the "birthday" boy.

• My new iPhone... Can't decide what I love most, but I do have to say the camera rocks (even if the photos aren't the BEST quality...) And I do love having my music again (my iPod broke last December...)
  
• Ooooo and I like the way things are going lately... Somethings in my life must Really be meant to be!! In our old apartment, we used a loft for our bed, so we'd have room for our desk underneath it. When we decided to move, we had originally agreed to keep things the same, including the lofted bed. As the day drew closer, Seth remembered how tortured he was by putting the thing up a year ago... and he grew discouraged about wanting to do it again. So, last minute, we thought we'd run to Ikea and just get something that would work as far as a bed frame... I changed my mind, not wanting to deal with Ikea and not wanting to buy a new bed for the second time in year (even if they are fairly cheap). And I'm glad I changed my mind, because on our way home tonight... We found the frame and headboard that we would have gotten from Ikea if we had gone!!!! It was sitting out on the sidewalk, calling our names!! AND IT WAS FREE! Love NYC. Love Brooklyn. Love my neighborhood!

Hope you all had a wonderful Tuesday. I'm off to bed and looking forward to the rest of the days of my week! xoxoxo

Basket o' Strawberries

More photos to come... a quick phone photo to try it out. I can't find my cords to transfer the photos from my camera to my computer! I took some photos last night at open mic and also took some today of these wonderful, delicious red strawberries on my kitchen table.

I guess maybe I should start looking for my camera cord. It's going to be a hectic week and I really need to get some things done before it flies by me and leaves me scrambling to get everything together.

Quick story to share how thankful I am to not be living in my old building... When we moved in, we had major problems with the lock on the door. It would twist in the door and leave us standing outside the door twisting and turning the key for many minutes, getting frustrated, while we were trying to get in our home. At one point, after locking the door, you could twist the door knob and it would open, despite the fact that it was locked. After getting the Super out to check on it, I was told that indeed it wasn't "broken" and that if I didn't like it, I could get a new lock on my own dime.

So my lovely and talented father-in-law spent hours installing a new lock for us. (I feel bad leaving behind his work!) When it came time to give the keys to the landlord so he could share with a realty company who was taking care of renting it out, I didn't give the key for the lock we installed. I don't really trust the people who are coming into the apartment... and I really wanted to show the potential tenants what they would be getting. I wasn't surprised to get a phone call yesterday from the landlord asking me why the realtor couldn't get it. I explained that the lock was like that when we moved in a year ago, and I had made them aware of it back in August. I told him there wasn't anything I could do... I wasn't aware of any trick other than twisting the key and jiggling it until the lock unlocked. Of course, the locks were changed today, and even though we have the apartment until the 30th, he wasn't going to give us the new keys. We agreed that they would be in the kitchen cupboard, but I definitely got hung up on by him because we'd had a change of plans and didn't make it back over there to clean tonight.

I really just want to have the place cleaned so I can wipe my hands clean of him and that tiny apartment. Seth is NOT getting out of it tomorrow night for sure! I'm not putting up with anymore excuses... We are going (HEAR ME S? I'm serious!) :) Happy Monday... I am so happy to have the last Monday before Summer completed! 4 more days...

And the Sun Sets

No more rooftop sunsets from this view. But I'll always have the photos to remind me of the beauty of the city from my first NYC apartment roof. The sun sets on that home, and will rise on our new home. New memories, new beginnings. New space. :)

A quick moment to share what I am loving about our new home...

• Washer/Dryer stack in the hall closet between the bathroom and kitchen. The first moment I had in the new place, I was loading a load of laundry. And one of the first things I did this morning was laundry! The convenience makes me so happy!

• A kitchen table. I searched through craigslist yesterday to see if I could find one since we had a van to pick it up with, and I was so lucky to find a lovely black one that came with two sweet black chairs. It was made for my kitchen, and it now sits happily looking out the window.

• Living room space. I cannot believe there is living room space! Something we didn't have last week! And even though it's still filled with lots of random things, including pieces from our loft that we are trying to figure out what to do with (sell, put back together, give away???), I love love love the space we have!!

• The prospect for a new subway route to work! I feel like a child getting ready for her first day of school in the fall. :) F train, here we come!

Tomorrow night, we'll hopefully finish up at our old place with the cleaning and be able to close the doors to that apartment for good... We have a couple days to try to get things put in a place, even if it's just temporary, and then we start packing again, this time, for something a little different... My countdown priority is for Friday... the day I jump on a plane with Seth and fly to Colorado for a wonderful week of complete relaxation, family, and outdoors!

Finding a New Perch

This weekend, Seth and I will be moving to our new resting place. We have only 4 boxes of the house packed at this point... and they are small boxes on top of that. The place is filled with piles of Stuff... and I have no idea how we'll get all of this moved pleasantly on Saturday. But it will happen. At least the moving will happen, the pleasant part is in question. (2 moves in our first year of marriage... You'd think we LOVED it. Maybe we secretly do on the deep down insides of our souls. We really must.)

Anyway, I'm off to my second to last Friday before my summer starts! Hope you have a beautiful one... And don't forget to leave a comment on the Giveaway post!

Chalked Love

Love Thursday again. It's been a few weeks since I've posted, but saw this photo op and clicked: a little love written on a wall in my city.

Don't forget to click here for the blog anniversary Giveaway! (All you have to do is leave a comment!)

1 Year & a Giveaway!

A New York City Life blog is celebrating a year!! It's been one year! Can I believe it? Actually what I can't believe is how I lived my life before this blog... but maybe it just wasn't as interesting as it has been this last year! Before I go on rambling about the past year, I want to invite you to participate in my GIVEAWAY!

It's easy. Click on comments below. Tell me which photo from these you'd love to have for a print (click on the photo above for a closer look at the choices!). If I pick your name from a drawing, you'll win the print of your choice!!!! And who knows, I may get excited and do more than one drawing! Please only one comment per person... You have until Wednesday, June 24th!

Everyone is invited to participate... Family, Friends, Blog friends, New arrivals, anyone! If you have a blog, make sure to share it in the comments... and if not, make sure to check back for the announcement of the winners so you can claim your prize if your the lucky name drawn out of the hat!

So now that I have the fun news about the giveaway out there, I'll go one with my reflection of the last year. It has been a big one for me... My first post, here, was about a trip I took to the Brooklyn Bridge and a visit to the telescope with London that was temporarily visiting. Not long after the first post, I was off to Kansas to marry Seth (the lovely face in my banner...) and after that traveled to Colorado for a honeymoon trip with my new family.

After our Colorado adventure, Seth and I were back in New York, moving into our new TINY apartment, settling in as husband and wife. I spent the summer months exploring the city, loving the Long vacation I felt like I was on. I've enjoyed becoming a New Yorker, and now looking back over the posts, some things that were so new and exciting have somehow changed to normal, everyday events that I don't even think twice about on most days. I've learned a few things about New Yorkers... and although it used to shock and surprise me, I don't much get surprised anymore...

But the one thing I love most about being in New York is the way I've been inspired. Everywhere I look, something wonderful, creative, beautiful is happening, and despite what may look ugly at first, there is something more when you look deeper. Photography has become a major part of my creative time, especially street photography.

The spring here was one of the best in my life. I couldn't help but love the way I felt when I found this bud, the first sign of life in spring way back in the depths of February. And even when spring was hard to find, there were still green places to go, despite the snow, the cold, the rain. The beauty of nature in the cement city I live in blew me away.

As a former farm girl, I have quickly fallen in love with my cement fields, the city parks, and the lights that make it so the city never really does quite sleep. I haven't really driven a car in a year, and I have to say I am quite proud of this fact. I can almost always swipe my metro card through the turnstile without an issue, and I'm not terrified and unsure of how to ride a public bus (so weird to think of how nervous I would get when I first started work and had to travel daily on the bus from the subway to work.) I'm a little bit harder, which probably isn't that hard considering how soft I was coming from the Midwest. And I've learned a lot from this city... I'm no longer feeling so clueless and small in this huge city of mine.

We've been so lucky to spend the year making new friends. What an experience for someone like me, who has always been a bit scared to meet new people. I knew I just had to step up, and even if I'm still a little rough around the edges, I've met plenty of new people... I've made friends and experienced things I would never have experienced in Kansas. We've had great times playing and laughing with friends... and now, I'm not sure what we would do without these wonderful people in our lives!

Of course, we can't forget our nephew... Our favorite little New Yorker! P and his mama have taken me on some fun adventures around the city, entertaining me many times on my days off. We've all gotten together on weekends to explore and love our city. And even to enjoy the beach a few times.

As you can see, I can only begin to share the fun we've had this past year... You're welcome to explore more by clicking through the past posts of the events and thoughts of our lives. Here's to more blog years to come, and to more years filled with adventure, laughter, love, and fullness.

DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE YOUR COMMENT FOR A CHANCE IN THE DRAWING!

Life's Events

I often wonder if others feel this stress and anxiety I do. I get so worked up about things, not always small things... and it goes straight to my stomach... My appetite is gone and all my thoughts are centered on the event that will or is taking place and the knots in my stomach put me on the edge of my seat in discomfort.

This morning, I started to feel it on my way to work. As I was riding the bus, I started taking deep breaths and telling myself to calm down, I'd be okay. And it worked. Until this evening, when I've started getting things prepared for tomorrow's "stressful" event. I think the anxiety hits me so hard because I'm so set on things going my way. I am dreaming and hoping... I'm not even sure I can imagine them not going my way at this point... But I'm afraid of what will happen if they don't. Yet, I'm feeling hopeful despite the chance that everything may go differently than I want.

It won't be the end of the world, but tomorrow could change my life, could make things more pleasant and bring back something I've been missing for a year now. The last few weeks seem to have been filled with various stressful events... Chances for change... And everything has been going fairly well for me. We got the apartment we wanted. All is set for the move this weekend (minus the packing we'll be busy doing Thursday night and Friday night). We had an amazing trip to the beach a few weekends ago, great fun with friends last weekend... and I'm getting closer and closer to my summer break.

I need to stop worrying about the little details... the little things I'll have to work out if these changes do happen. I need to start focusing on what I am doing and what I can do to put what I need into making the changes I want to see in my life. I have so many people cheering and sharing confidence that I can be amazing tomorrow. And I will. I will. I will.

For now, I'll calm down. Relax. Get some sleep. (And for those of you wondering what I'm even talking about... I'll share if it comes through!!) But first I've got to find the iron in this messy home of mine!

Weekend

Good morning, Monday. Another day of rain, but at least the sun came out for most of the weekend. Yesterday was absolutely beautiful... unfortunately I wasn't up until the middle of the afternoon because I wasn't in bed until the sun was up Sunday morning... Out with the girls in Williamsburg, and we ended our night by watching the city through the fog as the day started waking up.

A few quick highlights before I'm off to my 2nd to last Monday of work:

• New Coop shifts... Seth and I both worked as Cashiers. I loved it!

• The keys to our apartment... We picked them up yesterday afternoon. So far, we've moved our air conditioner and a huge bag of dirty clothes. We grabbed boxes last night as we left the Coop, so tonight we'll get to start packing!

I Love This New Yorker

Taken in Time Square Friday night after work, after the art exhibit, after dinner, before Dave & Busters.

The Exhibit: A Peak

Take a peak. More photos of this amazing art exhibit soon. I cannot wait for you to see! A while back, my sister-in-law and nephew visited Ernesto Neto's anthropodino and knew immediately it was something I would love as well. It was absolutely amazing to head to it after work Friday, meeting them there and exploring the exhibit on one of its last days before it closes.

It was beautiful and wonderful... and made me so thankful I was living in New York and able to experience it. I think if I'd gone there in the early day, I would have been there all afternoon. Check back soon for more photos... For now, Seth and I are headed over to a friend's house to play some music inside since it's raining again.

Toms

I finally got them! I've been dreaming of owning a pair of Toms for a while. Love the idea of them... buy a pair for yourself, and at the same time, buy a pair for a child!

The shoe store down the street started carrying them recently. Their choices were fewer than the website, but I'm okay with fewer choices... I have a terrible time making up my mind, even today when I only had 2 to choose from! Red or Navy Blue.

I ended up putting the shoes in the boxes and had Seth and Vicky switch the boxes around while I was turned away. Then I chose a box (going with the one on the left... I love left, only because I'm left handed. Doesn't that make me sound like a child? :)

The one I chose had the Red Toms, the more daring color for me!


They could be my Dorothy slippers... Maybe I'll try to click my heals together and see where it takes me :) Speaking of Dorothy, you should really check out the posts from Easy Street about the tornado that changed life back home. It happened a year ago this last week. Being so removed from the town, and so far away, it just doesn't quite hit me like it did the community. I saw the town right before I left and moved to NYC almost a year ago. My high school Alma Mater was in shambles, but it was still there. Now, it's gone. And so are the other two schools in town. The pictures almost seem like a dream... Almost seem unreal since my memories of the town before the tornado are all I really have. It was good to see Mrs. E's last post, the one with pictures of a street that has come so far since last year's tornado. It's good to know that the town is slowly but surely bouncing back after a year, despite the tragedy that struck in the dark of the night last June. Her words, her story brought tears to my eyes. Make sure you read all her posts (there are 5 total): Part 1 here. Part 2 here. Part 3 here. Part 4 here. Part 5 here.

Bike Riding

First thing Sunday morning, Phoenix and part of his shell and rock collection from the beach.

One of my favorite parts of Fire Island is the lack of vehicles. The modes of transportation involve your own feet or bicycles. I was interested in seeing the area we were staying in a little more, but didn't really feel like walking (and I'm not sure Seth could have walked too far because of the horrible burns he got on his feet). So I proposed that we rent bikes and after breakfast on Sunday morning, we headed over to wait for the bike shop to open. I accidentally thought it was an hour earlier than it really was, so Seth, Phoenix, and I had a while to wait for the rental shop to open. Of course, we found ways to keep ourselves and our little nephew entertained.


This is the view where the ferry drops people off and picks them up. There are wagons upon wagons waiting to be used. There are also bikes chained up along another area.


While we waited, we ran. We explored. We picked out what bikes we'd most want to ride on. We even played a game of hide-and-seek. It was interrupted by the sighting of this bagel eating deer.

He was following a woman with a bagel. He got quite close to us, but then he freaked out and ran off.

The blur of our nephew. Energy. Energy. Energy. And he always keeps life interesting!

The bike shop finally opened and Seth and I got our bikes. Ethan got a 2 person bike for him and Phoenix. It was perfect for them, sitting side by side.

My bicycle.

Seth's bicycle.

Ethan and P's wheels.

We came upon the village that we had visited last summer when my father-in-law and brother-in-law were visiting. Of course our first thought was Ice Cream... but sadly we had to wait because the places didn't open until noon. So we went off exploring further.

Seth took over the bike with Phoenix for a while. He eventually led us up a wooded deck path that squeezed too small for the 3-wheeled bike. While they were maneuvering it to return to the regular path, I took the opportunity to ride up and take a peek at the beach. A little later, we all cut up to the beach to take a break, dip our feet in the ocean, and look for sand dollars.

The beach path.

He found so many sand dollars and beautiful shells. O and he also went to sleep with one of his sand dollars and lost it! This is one of the reasons we were out looking for more! (Jac, did his sand dollars make it home in one piece? Oh, did his collection of shells and rocks get downsized or did the many buckets full end up coming along?) They were so fragile, I broke a few right after I found them on the beach!

Seth hiding his feet from the sun.

Back to riding the bikes. I Loved, Loved, Loved these bikes. The didn't have hand brakes, instead the brakes were in the back pedal. They also had sweet little bells that we rung whenever we were entering an intersection in the sidewalks. Ooo and they were so fun! I really want one for myself... but I want it to come along with a peaceful path for riding... Maybe someday!

Along the path, I took many pictures. I'll have to get them processed and share soon.

Running into the Waves

I feel a little like this surfer... but completely different. Lately, I've been running right into the waves. And the moment I think things will be getting smoother, another one comes crashing down! Maybe I need to change my view to be more like a surfer... Search for the waves, crave the waves. These things that keep coming, these changes are transforming my life, even by just a tiny bit. They are creating paths for the moments that will be lived, the memories that will be created.

I found out yesterday that my plans at work for next fall are different than what I was originally told, what I was originally planning for. I'm not sure how I feel about it... good or bad, but I do know it created a knot the size of Texas in my stomach. And on top of that, I think I ate something bad yesterday while I was picnicking at the park, and I suffered all evening and into the night. But I see how I can make the work changes as a surfer... a new adventure, new challenge. (The stomach-ache, well... I don't know any positive challenges that I can pull from that...)

Anyway, I hope you all have a wonderful Thursday. And a note to all my blogging friends, sorry I've been lacking on the comments as of late. I have been seeing, but just not writing... but despite me not showing up on your pages, I greatly appreciate your continued comments on mine!

*O and one last thing, my blog is almost a Year old!! I was thinking about giving away a print... anyone have a print of mine in mind that you recommend I use for my birthday give away??

Seeking the Calmness

Calm isn't the word I would use to describe my life lately. It's been everything but tranquil. Somehow, despite the lack of still moments in my normal everyday life, I have to find a way to create calmness, to create relaxation. Last weekend's trip to the beach was perfect, but somehow, I need to pull that relaxation into my everyday.

A few things I will do to bring more moments of calmness into my life:

• Eat better again. I need to get back to eating better... I was doing so well, and then stress knocked on my door (or I guess just barged right in) and out went my healthy appetite.

• Listen to calming music more often. Or even just listening to my favorite songs (not always calm, but still relaxing since they are my faves).

• Drink chamomile tea. A friend highly recommended this. And I Love tea. (I don't often drink chamomile... Does anyone know what to add to it, if anything to make it even more enjoyable??)
  

• Stop, think, be still.
  

• Read a book. Get off the computer. Don't watch TV (I usually don't anyway)... Sit and read. (Speaking of reading books... I picked up The Memory Keeper's Daughter - for free - from a stoop last week and Loved it. I am now reading The Time Traveler's Wife and have been told great things about it by some of my friends... and I put Gone With the Wind on reserve at the library. I'm reading it with Alissa and in July, we are going to watch a showing of the movie in Tarrytown.)
  

• Sleep more!
  

What do you do to keep a calmness in your life, despite the chaos that Always seems to squeeze in and take over? Any secret remedies for anxiety and stress (especially that which settles in the stomach)? Please, do share.

Saturday Beachday