Sunday, March 1, 2015

The Last Bit of Winter.

After a few rainy weekends got me feeling like maybe it isn't springtime just yet, I convinced my family to spend a Sunday searching for snow in the local mountains with me. It didn't take long before the raindrops turned into snowflakes, sprinkling down onto our windshield and little dusty patches of white made appearances along the sides of the road.

After a quick detour in a neighborhood where my dad used to vacation as a kid, we ended up just pulling off to the side of the main road and finding a calm and quiet spot to explore while the snow fell on us.

I think I've seen snow fall more in the last 6 months than I have in the last 6 years of my life haha.
(…which is only like 2 times, but still.)

I know the idea of wanting to (or let alone, having to) search for snow is ridiculous to most of the U.S., who is more than ready for sunshine and spring, but I'm okay with one or two more chilly, rainy, weekends before the sun comes out to stay around here, Mr. Weather Man. ;)


It's been a pretty long time since I made a little video, but here are some moments we filmed during our cold adventure today. It should probably just be called, "The O'Connell Family Experiences Weather." But maybe you'll think the snow is as pretty as we did. :)


Sunday, February 22, 2015

7.


Seven years ago, we went out to dinner, just the two of us.

I was too nervous to eat so I just had a milkshake. You laughed about it. 
We took a rainy drive and you reached over to squeeze my hand for 2 seconds during a Postal Service song... 
A move that I mentally analyzed for the remainder of the evening.

We walked on a wet path through a cold, foggy park.
I was still so nervous, I honestly thought I was going to be sick. 
I know you remember that part.

On the way home I rolled my window down, even though it was freezing and you complained, but not really. 
Your tires rode the bumps in between the lanes for a second and I realized you'd been looking at me. 
You smiled and offered some embarrassed explanation.
You know I remember that part.

We arrived back at my house with minutes to spare before my curfew. 
I awkwardly fumbled with the door of your car. 
Something about not being able to find the unlock button. 

And then you told me you liked me.

It was the best thing ever.
Happy seven, Weston.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Huntington Run/Ride.

The other day my brother and I were browsing Instagram. Particularly, lurking around the profile of our cousin, Rachel, who is currently making her way through Italy. "Look at this!" Nolan said, regarding a gorgeous photo of one of the canals, "Can you imagine how amazing it would be to live there?" I sighed longingly at the picture. "I bet the locals take it for granted," I replied. I didn't mean it in a skeptical way, but I think many people stop acknowledging beautiful things in life once they've experienced them frequently enough.

Example? Nolan and I had this conversation on a gorgeous, 70 degree, sunny day in January.
We are clearly not immune to a lack of appreciation for our home. 

Now, don't get me wrong. California is no Italy… But it has it's moments. 
And sometimes, it hits me how much I love it here and I try to take advantage of what my home has to offer.

A couple weekends ago, Weston and I went down to the beach for one of our favorite pastimes - he runs, I ride my bike to keep up, and we rack up a few miles together. The sun set as we rode on the nearly empty trail - a path with sand on either side. The sound of the ocean and salty air in our faces.


Friday, January 9, 2015

Overheard

"Miss Kelle, What are those clips for?"
"They're to hang up our crafts!"
"Oh yeah, we have a lot of crap hanging up in my class too."

"Here Miss Kelle! I drew you a picture! It's you, holding a potato!"

"I don't have a crush on her! She's just my best friend! But she's pretty cute. And a lot of times I just really want to hug her."

me : "So, when you finish your paper, it should have 3 Dd's on it."
5-year-old : "Woah, our papers are gonna be 3D?!" (sorry for that letdown, kids.)

"Oooooh, potty-mouth, I'm telling! You said 'Andy!'"

me : "Please stop pretending you have a gun in your hand, that makes me sad!"
5-year-old : "Alriiiiight, I'll stop pretend shooting…… But is it okay if I make an explosive device to destroy my imaginary gun first?"

"For you, this probably seems like just a regular day. But it's really not. It's my birthday."

me : "Can you please apologize for accidentally kicking his face on the playground? If someone kicked you in the face, wouldn't you want them to say sorry?"
5-year-old : "Nah, I'd probably be fine. I have a really hard face."

"My favorite Christmas song is Feliz MommyDad."

"OH MY GOSH, MISS KELLE. LOOK AT THAT CONSTELLATION!"
"There aren't any stars out yet, are there?"
"No.. In the cloud! It's a turtle shape! I can't believe my eyes! That's the most beautiful constellation I've ever SEEN!"

"Man, I really don't feel as smart as I used to. I lost a ton of brain cells watching TV last weekend."


And in closing, here are a few excerpts from the Christmas cards for their parents. 
I asked what they wanted to say to their family for Christmas, then wrote their words, verbatim….


"Dad, Mom, Emily,
Merry Christmas. Happy Junior. Happy New Year. Happy Halloween. I love you.
Love, E."

"Happy Christmas. Christmas Party. Christmas Joy.
Love, S."

"I like rainbow lights. I love you. Surprise Jesus' birthday. I want a lot of gifts. Happy Christmas.
Love, J."

"Dear Mom and Dad,
It's going to be a wonderful Christmas! Jesus is the star of the Christmas and we will all have lots and lots of gifts from Santa. Everybody will get gifts. Even my family.
Love, A."

Monday, December 29, 2014

2014.


Traveled to Palm Springs, Big Sur, Portland, Seattle, Carlsbad, and Lake Tahoe.

Got promoted from Assistant to Teacher.

Checked an item off the bucket list when I went to Paul McCartney's concert.

Raised awareness for endometriosis (and felt more supported than ever) when friends worldwide went #yellowforendo in March.

Celebrated a sixth year in love with Weston, my 24th birthday, Mom and Dad's 30th year of marriage.

Saw fireworks from an airplane on the 4th of July, my name and blog mentioned on the Huffington Post, three new doctors, snow falling, Hard Days Night in theaters, Pomplamoose stage diving, many gorgeous sunsets and a whole lotta love.

May the next one be even better.
Happy New Year!

Monday, December 22, 2014

Snapshots.

This is a hefty catch-up post. 

I didn't realize it'd been so long since I shared about the little stuff, but these pictures go all the way back to October! 

I never really mentioned anything about my birthday here, but a few days before turning 24, I got signed into Disneyland to spend a marvelous day running around the park with Weston. I was not feeling well on my actual birthday, but celebrating beforehand definitely made that less disappointing. Just gotta seize the good moments! The following weekend, my family took me out to a fancy movie theater (by accident, haha). We had driven out to Newport Beach to visit one of my favorite restaurants for a belated birthday meal and afterwards opted for a movie at a local theater which ended up being one of those places with leather reclining seats, wine service during your movie, ice cream at the concession stand and mints handed to you on your way out… I think it was the best accident ever!

please excuse the creepy lip biting going on below. teacup spinning is serious business.

On Thanksgiving, my family joined Weston's for our 3rd year at the annual 5K Turkey Trot. It is always my favorite way to kick off Thanksgiving morning before Weston and I start cross-town dinner hopping. This year, Weston's family celebrated at Mountain Lakes which was a beautiful setting for our first Thanksgiving meal of the day.

Everything was so bright and yellow! :)



The day after Thanksgiving, my family met up with Weston's again to see The Fab Four - a Beatles tribute band. I didn't have many expectations about the show but they blew me away! You can really tell how hard they've worked to master each of the Beatles' mannerisms and characteristics and they sounded great. I feel like I kept wanting to rub my eyes to be sure they weren't really up there. Loved it!

And the next morning, as you know, we left for Tahoe. I've already shared plenty of pictures from our trip but here's a few more iPhone shots just for good measure… 
loved our hotel! the decor was just too cute.

After a rough endo flare earlier this month that kept me in bed for a while after our trip, my life has been Christmas shopping, baking, wrapping, parties, teaching, diy projects, and fun traditions. Going-going-going! But enjoying (almost) every minute of it. ;) 

Have a wonderful rest of the week!
// follow along on instagram : @kelleoh //

Monday, December 8, 2014

Lake Tahoe : Part II

On our last morning in Tahoe, we ventured into the State Parks to get a closer look at the lake. Our internet searching and people inquiring led us to Emerald Bay. There was a breathtaking view from the top of the mountain and after a short but steep one mile hike, we found ourselves on the beach.


Apparently, this place is a hotspot during the summertime, but we were two of the three people on the shore that morning. It was probably one of the most beautiful places I've ever been. Just so vibrant and peaceful. The water was incredibly clear and tempting, but way too freezing to even dip my toes in! 

That island is the only one in Lake Tahoe. Out there is a "teahouse" which was constructed by the owner of the Vikingsholm Castle in the late 1920s. Occasionally she and her guests would take a boat over to the island and drink tea next to a fireplace inside the stone structure. You can't get to the island or the teahouse, but the "castle" still sits in great condition just feet away from the shoreline. Talk about a dream home...


Sigh...
It was the perfect way to end our trip.

When I am overwhelmed or feeling a lot of pain, I try to breathe and as cliche as it sounds, imagine myself in a calm and happy place. Usually when I meditate, I imagine myself in the ocean and every inhale, I imagine the waves lifting me in the water so my toes can't touch the sand, and then exhaling brings me back to the ground. But this week, I've been falling back into this moment as much as I can. It was pure bliss.

If you ever want to use this place when you're overwhelmed, please do! 

"Okay fine, use my happy place. 
I'm just gonna have to ask that you don't move anything…"  ;)