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A hang pan video!


Just popping in to share this little hang pan clip I took of Zack practicing the other evening. The light was shinning into our living room just right and Diesel was acting extra cute/curious of the camera. One of these days, i’ll figure out how to record better audio on my camera and then i’ll be able to share the beauty that is the hang pan because the audio quality here doesn’t do it justice. We really really love this instrument and feel lucky to have one in our family!

xoxo

Some thoughts on labels + friendship

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detroit (3 of 7) photos from my afternoon with lyndzii at astro coffee.

One of the many things i’ve been working on these days is letting go of the labels i’ve wrongfully put on myself. They aren’t wrong because they aren’t true, the are wrong because they shouldn’t be there. Am I making sense? Life isn’t black and white, it’s a million shades of all different colors. When we label ourselves, it suffocates our ability to evolve and fills our minds with limitations. As I get older, this is making more and more sense to me, but it’s hard to let go of the labels when society is constantly sticking them on us.

Today, society tells me i’m an introvert living in a world where those who succeed are more often than not extroverts. Good ol’ labels. They hold you down, tell you aren’t good enough, and cause self doubt.

Before “introvert” became a buzz word, the label I was given was “shy”. I believed it; it hindered me from making friends. I told myself that nobody wants to be friends with someone who is quiet, so I put little effort into putting myself out there. When people tried to reach out to me, I just figured they wouldn’t like me so I didn’t put any effort back. In my mind, I was okay with this and I figured this would always be.

Since then, a handful of really awesome people have come into my life and shown me that it doesn’t matter what i’ve been labeled- they love me for me, whoever I may be. They let me be silly when I feel like it and quiet when I need to be. They don’t get mad when when it takes me hours to text back and they are just as excited to see me, as I am to see them. This has been the best part of “growing up”..finding my people.

Last week, Lyndzii and I went to Detroit to do some exploring eating and it was when I got home, that I really started thinking about how lucky I am to have her in my life. Friends who let you be yourself, to grow, and to evolve are keepers. I want to be that type of friend.

I think the world would be a better place if we all worked on being that kind of friend and we stopped labeling people.

xoxo

Our favorite local coffees!

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It’s no secret that we are huge coffee fans in the Coleman house. If we aren’t drinking coffee, you can be we are probably talking about coffee, dreaming about coffee, or ordering a new coffee to try. It’s a little obsessive, but what I can say, it’s our “thing”. I wanted to share some of our favorite local roasted coffees, in case you wanted a little taste of Michigan in your morning.

1/ Roos Roast – For us, this doesn’t get any more local since it is roasted walking distance from our house! We love that. Roos Roast is known for their blend “Lobster Butter”, but their single origin coffees are just as good! My favorite part of Roos Roast is their commitment to supporting organic coffee farming and fair trade.

2/ MADCAP – You have to try their Ardi. End of story.

3/ Zingerman’s Coffee Company – Oh, our beloved Zingerman’s. You can’t talk about good local food without mentioning Zingerman’s at least once. To be honest, we haven’t tried many of their different coffees, BUT the Roadhouse Joe is great if you want a yummy cup of coffee. When I think of what coffee tastes like, I think a cup of Roadhouse Joe. Classic is a good thing here.

4/ Ugly Mug – Ugly Mug holds a special place in my heart because one of their roasters actually introduced me to the world of coffee when I was working at a local tamale restaurant a couple summers back. Up until that point, I thought coffee meant my Mom’s huge cup of gas station coffee or my Grandpa’s Dunken Donuts. I had know idea that their was such variation! I’ve been hooked on coffee ever since. This Sumatra coffee is great!

Happy coffee drinking! If you have a favorite coffee company, please share in the comments!

xoxo

Good Ol’ Monday

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Phew, what a long day- I’m so glad this Monday is wrapping up. I was planning on writing this a little earlier, but I was feeling extra quiet, so alas, a little evening blogging is on the agenda now. I kind of like it.

Because apparently we are huge night owls here in the Coleman house, we stayed up until 3:00 am Sunday night watching the past handful episodes of Shameless we were behind on. That show is so good, we couldn’t turn it off! I didn’t want to get out of bed when our alarm went off at 7:00 am. I had an important statistics exam bright and early, so even though I wanted to more than ever hide under the covers while Zack headed off to work, I had to settle for an extra big cup of coffee. I always thank God a little extra for coffee on Mondays.

On my bus ride home from class, about 15 energetic kindergarteners got on with their teacher. The boy who sat directly behind me said right as he sat down, “I was hoping this bus would take me to Chuckie Cheeses, but my teacher said it goes to the bowling ally and that’s cool too”. Which prompted his friend to chime in, “I hope it goes to the bowling ally in Cincinnati!” If you know anything about Ann Arbor, MI’s relationship to Cincinnati, OH, and Ann Arbor’s inadequate bus routes, you would know that probably wasn’t in the cards for those cute kindergartener’s day. Kids say/think the greatest, funniest, cutest stuff. I smiled the whole way home. Oh! And I found out the cool things to collect are still pokemon cards and rocks. So that’s cool. (Because this post is already pretty random and we are on the topic of children, THIS is a great clip to watch that talks about getting inspiration from kids. It’s worth the 30 mins. I promise!)

And that was my Monday. I’m still sad that How I Met Your Mother finished last week and we aren’t spending this Monday evening watching the latest episode cuddled in bed with a huge bowl of popcorn. How was your day?

xoxo