Sunday Edition: Cozy Recommendations Only (And Lots of Them)

Happily snowed in.

The Sunday Edition is Tuesday’s little sister—off-the-cuff updates I’d bring up over a coffee catch-up with a friend.

Is there anything cozier than watching snow fall, with a fully-stocked pantry and nowhere to go? As I write this, an inch has fallen in Portland with ten more (!) expected throughout the day. Toast and I will bundle up later to explore the storm, but for now, I couldn’t be happier to be enjoying a slow morning with a full mug of coffee and an opportunity to reflect on the week…

Though I’ve gotten used to the feeling of documenting my life publicly, there are still occasional posts that feel especially vulnerable, as this week’s did. It usually happens when I’m writing earnestly about something that deeply resonates with me, where I can’t hide behind a list, or an interview, or anecdote. I’m opening my heart and saying: This is what matters to me right now. Full stop. I described it to a friend as a feeling similar to what I imagine it would feel like if all my text messages were published. There’s nothing salacious or secret in them (sorry to disappoint), but I’d feel a prickle from something so private becoming public. I often sleep poorly the night before a big issue goes live, picking apart individual sentences. Was I clear enough? Did I say too much? Was I honest honest enough? Or too honest? This week was no exception, but I was amazed, as I am every week by your thoughtful responses and echoes of, “Me too.” I didn’t know when I started this newsletter that it would feel so much like a dialogue. Whether you’ve commented, attended an in-person event, or prefer to read quietly, I’m so grateful you’re here.