relief. breath. BEER. 

So this is what relief looks like to me. A tasty brew after completing my last test. I’m officially graduating on Wednesday as a certified Integrative Nutrition Health Coach. Heads up, there will be another post when it’s official ;)

Lots of FABULOUS stuff happening in my life these days. Yesterday, I taught my first essential oils class which was very fun and exciting and only slightly scary. Had an amazing support group of amazing women there with me. Did I mention they were amazing? Look forward to many more classes to share the healing benefits of essential oils (I don’t have any planned yet though, so stay tuned!). Today, I took my last test for school. I did, well, not so great. However, I PASSED!!! And that’s all I needed. Wednesday, graduation commences. It’s an online program, so the only walking will be around my house in a gown of leggings and a hoodie. And then most likely followed by another beer, or 3. Yay! Pretty bad ass week if I say so myself. So much more fabulousness to come. I can feel it. And it feels pretty fucking good.

For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been very focused, and a bit stressed, about the oils class and my last test. They are both done, and it’s time to celebrate! Hence the beer in the middle of the afternoon on a Monday. Party animal here.

Feel free to drink one for me too … I’ll feel your celebratory vibes. And I’ll send you mine. Spiritual partying! Yay!

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pretty beer, pretty BEER …

Does anyone else think that beer is really pretty? Look at the caramel colored crispness of the Pilsner at the top and the chocolaty richness of the Stout (that was my beer) and the frothy gold hue of the IPA … those may not be the best descriptors to give their beauty justice, but I know you can see it too.

Not only do I find beer pretty, but I also love drinking it. There have been a few times in my life where I have cut back on drinking, yet I couldn’t bear to let the beer go. When I was training for my first half marathon (ages ago now), I realized that drinking often was really not helping my body, so I cut back to 1-2 beers once a week when I went out with friends. Then, a few years after that, I was practicing a fairly strict Paleo lifestyle … except that I refused to give up beer (which is far from Paleo!!) and chocolate. These days, I drink a whole lot less than I did when I was living/working in the city and drinking makes me feel crappier now (actually, I’m just more aware of the crappy feeling and no longer using it to drown out my unhappy lifestyle), but I still won’t quit beer. I love beer … looking at it and drinking it (the latter preferred).

Now don’t ask me what this has to do with being creative because I got nothing. I just figured you all would want to see some beautiful beers and hear my story. Next time, you drink a beer, cheers to creativity! Or draw/write something bad ass on your bar napkin (and send me a photo pretty please) … see, creativity can be linked to anything ;)