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summer ta-da! list;

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listen to cape cod kwassa kwassa while at cape cod.

take millie, the bike, down to the cape.

buzz my head. oh whoops. did that.

plan epic road trip.  (any good books i should download on my kindle for the trip? is it sad that this is my main concern?)**

concerts concerts concerts. regina spektor. the kooks. cake. two door cinema club. santigold. jukebox the ghost. laura marling.

take trapeze classes.

more swing and contra dancing.

rock climbing at m.i.t.

visit vermont= i’ve officially been to all of the northeastern states. and caused mayhem in all of them.
(that time i fell off crotched mountain in new hampshire. that time i bought chocolate wine at a quidditch retreat in maine. that time i pretended i dated someone who went to brown in rhode island. that time i forged an unlikely friendship with a boston squirrel.)

lavender lemonade + sangria drinking on the stoop. on the beach. on the curb. in a boat. in a house. in a tree. sam i am, i love sangria and lemonade. yeah.

decaffeinate myself (lolwhoops @ my iced turkish coffee + tweaking out hardcore at wired puppy).

pet all the bostonian puppies. all of them.  i think i’ve said “sorry to interrupt you, but i have to pet this dog really quick” to a friend at least 12 times. i even did that in the middle of a date. so, this is a very possible goal.

*ta-da! lists, like to-do lists but without all the dread! trademark mackenzie filson 2007-2012.

** also, if you’d like to do a guest post while i am in the midst of my travels down the east coast it would be much appreciated! email me at mackenzie{dot}filson{at}gmail{dot}com for info.

i am overflowing;

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the other day i was sitting in my bed, smelling my new ikea lingonberry candle,  stomach full of “swedish” cinnamon rolls. and i started shaking a bit.

my whole body was buzzing, not even from my new-found caffeine addiction.

or high fructose corn syrup lovingly dolloped atop the cinnamon rolls.

i was just so overcome with how fantastic everything is.

ta ta for now;

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loljk. i wish. but the first part of this picture is very, very true. i’m off to maine for the weekend!

and yes, this trip is quidditch related.
and yes, it is a quidditch retreat for all new members of the executive board of the club.
and yes, i do wonder how i sleep at night.
but yes, i do know this is probably why i am single. no regrets.

but until then, have a lovely weekend, dears!

{berets and bongos} 65;

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“i will come back to you, i swear i will;
and you will know me still.
i shall be only a little taller
than when i went.”

-edna st. vincent millay

{berets and bongos} 64;

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“one grand boulevard with trees
with one grand cafe in sun
with strong black coffee in very small cups.

one not necessarily very beautiful
man or woman who loves you.

one fine day.”

-lawrence ferlinghetti, recipe for happiness in khaborovsk or anyplace.

busy bee;

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i’ve biked over 80 miles this week (more on that later. it involves so much swamp butt. 500 boston residents. old and new roommates. a tandem bicycle. and bacon)

finals = next week. gulp.

i just wrapped acting in two of my bro’s student films. yes. i got to shoot people with multiple nerf guns. and scare my “husband”/guyfrand with my zombie face.

and i’ve had more than a handful of awkward interactions to share. i’d round it up to three handfuls, actually.

…..and two more libraries. could you expect anything less?

needless to say, it might get a wee bit quiet over here.

i can has massage? or another vegan coconut milkshake from veggie galaxy?

’til then, my sweets!

{berets and bongos} 61;

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“oh god it’s wonderful
to get out of bed
and drink too much coffee
and smoke too many cigarettes
and love you so much”

-frank o’hara.

a belated birthday;

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oh mylanta, guys. homegirl over here completely forgot to tell you guys about the ridiculous fun that was my 21st birthday party. if it were possible, i’d have everyday be halloween. ergo, i had a halloween costume party. in the beginning of march. i believe i called the facebook event “monster mash in march” yes. you read right. and yes, i made a playlist of every single version of “monster mash”. all six of them.


 there was much fun to be had. i made origami bats to hang from my ceiling. i also made lavender lemonade and “witches brew” (sangria. nomz.) and was so sidetracked by my lovely friend’s costumes (three blind mice.) and eating “fingers” (chocolate covered toffee) and “zombie cakes” (vegan earl grey cupcakes with green frosting and purple frosting.**) that i didn’t snap too many pictures of the shindig.

i obviously went as a character from my favorite show, the twilight zone (“ring-a-ding girl”is my homegirl. gotta love those plot-twists). and yes, the shower to get all of that white paint off was the most awkward shower of all. totally worth the fake lashes and minutes of my life it took to get black lipstick off of my eyebrows.

so this year, i will have had two days of halloween goodness. new goal:  2012 is the year of halloween. i’m shooting for at least two weeks worth of costuming and adding “fingers” to all of my food.

who’s with me? i’ll bring the white paint and lack of shame.
 
**i swear to jeebus, i am going to make the most ridiculous soccer mom ever. if you are wondering what my kids will be like, they will have lunches packed with “zombie cakes” and will most likely forget to wear pants. most likely to be seen sitting in trees, with a bushel of curly hair and a penchant for bad jokes.

{berets and bongos} 60;

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and now for something a little different. one extremely lovely, extremely breathtaking, extremely badass spoken word poem by sarah kay. 
“okay, there’s a few heartbreaks that chocolate can’t fix. 
but that’s what the rain boots are for. 
because rain will wash away everything, if you let it. 
i want her to look at the world through the underside of a glass-bottom boat, to look through a microscope at the galaxies that exist on the pinpoint of a human mind, because that’s the way my mom taught me. “

my happy spot;

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listening to laura marling on repeat. especially this jam. and this one. 

going on the this website and getting lost for a few hours. i don’t know how people can waste so much time scrolling through tumblr when this website exists.

wearing the flats my big brother picked me out for christmas, all silvery and bow’d and perfectly sized for my monster feet.

the rustle of the green line trains underneath my chair.

bright green peacoat and happy scarf, all nestled in my favorite part of the library that overlooks the common.  on a friday afternoon, when it’s less social, more quiet, more conducive to listening to my favorite sub-genre of music, “pissed off english chicks”, and entering writing contests.

i am the happiness.  this is my spot.

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