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To the most incredible woman I know-
Happy Birthday, Mom.
In a million years, and a thousand Facebook walls, I’ll never be able to tell you what you mean to me. But I can try. Everyday.
I love you.
Happiest of birthdays, and many more.
Love,
Monica
p.s. Drop my mom a line today to tell her happy birthday: DD@hellocolab.com
A few videos from playing with K and my Photobooth this weekend. Cuz we could all use some smiles for a Monday.
This kid is rad. She gets radder everyday.
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star from Monica Danna on Vimeo.
Peace Out from Monica Danna on Vimeo.
I’ve just returned from a few days in endearing Kyle, TX with my good friend Laura. We visited the Texas Pie company, watched a tee ball game in Buda, and drank champagne on her lovely porch at 9am on a Thursday. It was rad.
Texas Pie Company, Kyle, TX
Laura and I were celebrating the 1 year anniversary of both of our blind leaps into the world of entrepreneurship. Last April 15th, both Laura and I quit our corporate jobs, and headed into a world of the unknown. And neither of us has looked back since. Read more…
thanks to this amazing community for making last night so incredible.
it was perfect. just perfect.
thanks to everyone who stopped by. big hugs to Smart Meals, Saint Arnold, DJ Good Grief + Young $quaddy, Noah of Noah’s Kitchen for keeping us entertained and all of our wonderful neighbors for putting up with us all night.
we’re still taking it all in, but in the meantime upload your pics and vids from the party to our pg+co flickr group. cuz we just can’t get enough of yo’ faces.
you can check out the tweets from last night here. reading them makes me want to do this again. like, tonight. who’s game? 
love you all, peeps.
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image: Mark C. Austin
So it’s been almost a year to the day that I left the corporate world and embarked upon this momentous, exciting, exhausting, enthralling journey that is entrepreneurship. And it feels like it’s been about a week. It’s true that time flies when you’re having fun. And I’m incredibly fortunate (and gracious!) to be able to call work “fun.” I know, crazy, huh?
Many, many lessons learned, and many more to learn. The most important lesson? Entrepreneur does not equal alone. Sure, there are times when I feel like the world is coming down on me, and I’m holding it up with a pinky. But the single thing that has gotten me through this year? Support from others. Not my own skill. Not my knowledge. But support from those who believe in me. Support from my best friends her and him. and these incredibly amazing BPs. and this wonderful person. and this consummate partner and friend. and of course, my lovely accountant whose visits bring me dread. and hope. And my incredible clients for whom all I cannot thank enough for taking a chance on me.
The list would take up this entire post if i let it. SO instead, I’m throwing a party. for you. and you and you. If you’ve ever read a tweet I sent. Or 14,000 of them. Commented on a blog post. Attended an event, gave me a much needed hug, a thumbs up, a vote of confidence in this last year. I want you there. This is your celebration. Because it truly does take a village. And you are mine.
Join my company, colab, and my brother company, Primer Grey, this Thursday, April 8th as we host a Block Party for our family, friends, and clients in our new-ish loft space at 1305 Sterrett St. in Houston’s Downtown Artist District. We’ll have beer, oh yeah you bet it’s Saint Arnold! And food, and fun, and friends. It’s a Block Party, y’all. And we hope to see you there.
All the deets are here on the Facbeook invite, Because, you know it’s not a party without a Facebook invite.
Really, truly hope to see you there. Cuz YOU got me HERE.
Just heard from Marc and he has recovered his iMac this afternoon! He saw a suspect ad on Craig’s List and it ended up being his machine. Great news! He’s still out a MacBook Pro. Thank you all for your kind donations. You guys are RAD!
Yesterday, my good friend, photographer and musician Marc Brubaker //@clickwindrepeat’s house was vandalized and 2 of his Macs were stolen. Thankfully, all of his photography and music equipment was not, but many priceless photos remained on both of his computers.
If you know Marc, I ask that you consider helping out in replacing his machines. Marc has been an integral, creative staple in many of our Houston lives. His dedication to the photography, art, and music worlds have contributed to making Houston a more rad place.
Please join me in helping show him how much his talent and friendship means to us.
No amount is too small. Thank you for considering to help.
Click.
Give.
Repeat.
Cliff + Cassidy by Clint Shuttlesworth
Oh Love. Or in the words of one Ashley Simpson Ello, Ello, Ello, Ello, Vee, Eee.
Like a JoBros concert, I usually try and avoid V-Day like the plague. But this year, in lieu of spewing hatred on the infamously industry-created “holiday” I decided to confront it head on, and face the demons. So what’s the big deal anyway? This will be the 6th year in a row I won’t have a Valentine. And most of those years that was a conscious decision. Most of them.
I’m known to be pretty outspoken on my views of romantic relationships, moreso that I’m writing a book about it. But rarely do I ever discuss the L word. It’s not that I’m afraid of love (an all too common misjudgment of a 31 year old single gal). I’ve been in love. I’ve been loved. I cringe when coupled up friends remark, “oh, you just haven’t met the right one yet!” It doesn’t often occur to those people that maybe I’m not looking for the right one. Just yet, at least. I refer to this as couple-tunnel vision. Or love goggles. Most people in a relationship (at least happy, healthy relationships) can’t imagine why everyone wouldn’t want to be. I’m not going to get into that in this post, but suffice it to say, not every single person is actively looking for love. Read more…
I spent the day at the beach with my sister, her BF, Matt, and his boys, Matthew and Jacob.
Matthew spent the day capturing jellyfish.
Jill spent the day getting stung.
Jacob spent the day peeing in a bucket and pouring it on Jill’s stings.
We all spent the day laughing.
tumblers, by slightclutter
It feels as if this post is way overdue. On the other hand, it also feels to be entirely immature.
I’m going to cram a lot into this post, so for you ADD readers, here’s the short version:
Whew. That wasn’t so hard? Now what took me so long to write this post? (Besides painstakingly searching for the exact right image. Which I will always obsess over.) Read more…
Two weeks after the Mom 2.0 Summit wrapped up, as I was continuing to catch up on 3 months loss of sleep and eating things other than the Weight Watchers + Quaker Oats swag bags items (which both, by the way are excellent–chocolate and raspberry True Delight Bars FTW!!), me + Maggie + the Kirtsy gals reunited again in Boulder, CO, for the much anticipated nuptials of our dear friend + fellow Kirtsy Gal, Gwen Bell.
Gwen, and her lovely fiancé Joel Longtine, had been quite the talk of the Twitterverse + Social Media world, ever since their love affair bloomed online for all to see last year. They embraced it, and continued to celebrate the role that technology has played in their relationship.
I’ll never forget the first conversation I had with Gwen about Joel. It was June, and Gwen was in town for the Caroline Collective opening party. I could tell she was bursting at the seams to share a bit of information with me, but I couldn’t tell what. When she began talking about Joel, and their initial courtship, I swear I never saw it coming, from the one who I gab with about technology, and business ideas, and social media. The one who we could talk for hours on the importance of brand, and community, and Mexican food. Never did I expect that the news she was so excited to tell me. was. about. a boy.
This boy, who I would over the next few months, get to know as a caring, loving, intelligent, lovely person. This boy, who had turned this girl on her head, and allowed her to experience true companionship. I watched as a strong partnership was formed. Amidst skeptics, and drama, and naysayers. I watched. As these two friends shared their lives. Online. Offline. Who made their networks of friends and acquaintances a part of their relationship.
On my 30th birthday, Oct 5th, I got a text message: Joel Proposed! It was a wonderful ancillary birthday gift. And over the next 5 months, I looked on as they planned the celebration of the beginning of their lives together. A day I was so fortunate to be a part of.
So as I traveled to Boulder, a town I once called home, what seems like decades ago, I was ever conscious of the relationship I was in at that time. And how much I have grown as a person. And how these two technology-clad lovers have shown me that love does exist. Even with wires, and no wires, and http’s and twitterstreams, iPhone applications, and custom gmail scripts. At the end of the day it’s still love. And it’s bold.
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