This week was short because of Labor Day, but felt quite long! The weekend is here, so yay!
I went to Teazer’s Tuesday night, right before meandering around the farmer’s market right outside the store. I love the inside of this place! With the trees outside and the pretty lighting…it felt magical. ♥
I can only imagine how nice it’d be in here on a crisp autumn evening. With all the warm tones, it feels like a fall kind of place. I’ll definitely be back for that time of year.
Tiger Spice Chai!
So, I just want to make a positive post today. That simple! Hope you enjoy some uplifting thoughts I’ve gathered from this past week. So grab yourself something to sip on and enjoy.
(I’m just going to casually slip my outfit of the day photos in while I’m talking…)
If you try your best, that is what matters! I can’t stress this enough – I learned that a lot this past week. Your best effort may be insufficient from another’s perspective, but you can only do what you’re capable of and to the best of your ability, especially if it’s not your strongest point.
If you start to feel like you’re taking life too seriously, just think of the honk of a clown nose.
Now let me explain.
At Art Hop Thursday night, my friend and I were walking towards our favorite downtown coffee shop when I heard the distinct sound of a clown nose. YES, A CLOWN NOSE. You know the horn sound it makes? Yeah, that. So I look and amongst the crowd of people, sure enough, there is a clown coming my way. Fortunately, my friend and I ducked into the coffee shop before we passed each other. I’m not a huge clown fan (especially ones on tricycles. Specific, I know).
When we went to leave, we ended up walking through the crowd once more and I heard the freaking clown nose horn again…
My friend and I just laughed about it as we continued walking. But in my typical fashion, I ended up philosophizing the entire thing and warped it into some eye-opening epiphany:
Me texting my friend Friday evening, literally out of nowhere: “In retrospect. The clown at Art Hop and his nose horn was a reminder for us not to take life too seriously. He wasn’t the hero we thought we deserved, but the one we actually needed.”
My friend: “Wow, all that from a clown nose…”
Thank you, clown dude at Art Hop. You and your nose gave me a valuable life lesson and earned a spot in my life’s philosophy.
Who would have thought?
Bloom where you’re planted. ♥
That means, whether you’re planted in a lush garden or a sidewalk crack, you bloom. Have you ever noticed that?! Flowers bloom whether it be one place or the other.
There’s a lot of negativity around. If you really stop and listen – and I mean truly listen – how often do you hear people say something positive? Or is it commonly complaints you hear? Think about it. I’m trying a new challenge now where I really focus on what I say and think and try to catch whether it’s positive or negative. You can’t always control external negativity, but inwardly, the one you feed is the one that grows the biggest. So will you feed the negative or the positive flower? Which one will bloom? 🙂
So yes, those are some of my coffee (or Tiger Spice Chai) thoughts I’ve gathered from this past week. Hope you enjoyed it and maybe it’ll even inspire you in some way. ♥