Happy January Things

January is usually kind of a bummer, right? The holidays are over, the weather starts to get really nasty here in New England, it’s dark when I leave the house and dark when I come home, and in general I just kind of feel blah. It’s this time of year when I need to be surrounded with happy things to keep my energy and morale up.

Mid-month John and I saw Neil deGrasse Tyson here in Boston at the Wilbur Theater. He delivered an exquisite, hilarious, illuminating, sobering, perfect two hour lecture on our minuscule, yet enormous, place in the universe. He was excellent. I can’t stop thinking about so much of what he said. Why religion halts scientific progress. How the first photographs of the moon from space changed mankind’s perspective on the atmosphere, climate, and environment. How different countries/cultures around the world honor their scientific pioneers and innovators. How Cosmos, a primetime show about science/space, was so successful and changed the demand for this kind of programming on TV. We bought this print made just for the Boston shows and I’m so thrilled every time I look at it.


Homemade chai lattes are heaven. When I can finally figure out the milk frother I’ve had for 4 months, that is.

A group of girlfriends recently taught me how to knit. It is just silly that I didn’t know how before. Anyway, I’ve really enjoyed picking up such a zen hobby and actively look forward to knitting at night. Big soft squishy yarn helps too.


I know I should mostly patronize local pizza joints (and we definitely do!) but there is something about a Bertucci’s Silano pizza that is just the best thing in the whole world. I wish I knew how to quit you.

It snowed this weekend. The first real big snow of the winter. I caught it right at dawn. This pink/purple light is everything. So isn’t my 50mm lens. Taking pictures again makes me really happy.


Author: Domestocrat

I'm a lady who enjoys photography, football, cooking, long drives with the windows down, This American Life, kettlecorn, hot yoga, pop punk, my nephews, my cat Reggie, and my home: Boston.

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