20 Questions

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1. What are you doing right now?
N: Getting ready to go to Pacifica, this little beach town south of the city.
T: Drinking coffee and petting Keeper.

2. Favorite place you’ve traveled to?
N: Southeast Asia, or Costa Rica’s Osa Peninsula, or the Amalfi coast in Italy…it’s so hard to choose!
T: Thailand…the food, weather and people are just the best.

3. Do you have any guilty pleasures? 
N: Tea lattes, Uber, and Justin Bieber’s latest album.
T: Pastries. I was eyeing up a morning bun at the coffee shop this morning and said to myself “she’ll never know…” but I stayed strong.

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It started as a joke one year when I got Trey a pizza for Valentine’s Day.

In a world of mind numbingly cliché Valentine’s Day gifts, I thought a pizza was a refreshing alternative. His reaction was overwhelmingly positive (I think I remember clapping). The thing is, pizza is a controversial topic in our house. I’m sensitive to gluten and dairy, which means Trey deprives himself of cheesy gluten pies of death out of sympathy for me all year long. I’m pretty sure if he would have known there was a pizza clause in our relationship agreement to begin with, he would have peaced out a while ago. I’m kidding. I think.

Anyway. As it turns out, Papa Johns (and other pizza places) does a Valentine’s Day heart-shaped pizza every year. I really can’t imagine anything that says love you bae more than giving the gift of cheese and bread. So, it’s kind of our thing now. On Feb 14th we eat pizza. We pretty much get drunk off it. Parmesan cheese, garlic dipping sauce, the whole nine yards. “Love and Gluten”, starring Trey “the Papa” Doig and Nicole “that’s too much parmesan cheese” Lee.

Even better, he told me this year he’s giving me a new tube for my bike tire. So, I’m going to ride my newly pumped-up bike down to Papa John’s and pick us up a heart-shaped pizza. Have you ever rode home on a bike with a pizza? Me neither. I’ll report back.

For a gluten and literally cheesy Valentine’s Day: Order a heart-shaped pizza. Keep your favorite jeans on (we all know you’re wearing them anyway). Grab a couple local brews. Don’t forget a bouquet of pretty flowers. Wear a cute necklace. Lastly, turn on your favorite rom com movie and make out already.

Have a rad weekend.


It’s February!

Hi there. How you doin’? Man am I glad it’s the freakin’ weekend. What do you got going on?…any grandeur plans? Tomorrow we are taking Mila to the vet for acne medicine. Did you know feline acne is a thing? It is. After that we’re spending the afternoon in Santa Cruz. On Sunday I’m sure we’ll watch the Superbowl somewhere (hopefully I can persuade the people I’m with to let that include bloody marys). It should be fun since it’s being hosted in the Bay Area this year. I’ve never been that good at the hey lets hang out, watch a game and make small talk for a few hours that tends to come along with watching football, but here goes nothin’. Hope you have a rad weekend!


How I feel about it being Friday.

Squad, the tinder for finding friendships.

Aubrey Plaza dishes on her beauty routine.

I need to teach my dogs this.

The New York Times released their Modern Love podcast, and it’s pretty good.

Speaking of love, Judd Apatow’s new Netflix show Love comes out later this month

This calendar is amazing.

The best of Sundance 2016.

Trey sent me this and we laughed pretty hard.


Above photo from Surf Magazine.

Around Here

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These past few weeks have been busy busy busy. Most nights we’ve been pecking away at our computers working on side projects (all the while dreaming of a tropical beach somewhere to lay on). This weekend I can’t wait to get out and have some fun. Here are a few photos from around here lately. 

1. / Lots of inspiration from the pages of this book lately. 2. / A new wash basin for muddy paws (more on that later). 3. / Fluffy ears and a windy San Francisco. 4. / Currently reading this, and a little bandana I made for Keeper. 5. / Chew marks on the top corner of the frame #puppy. 6. / Jack hugs are the best. 7. / Her favorite way to sit in the truck right now. 8. / An expired passport filled up. 9. / We’ve been watching the new season of X-Files. 10. / I wrote a DIY article on heart-shaped dog treats for Barkbox this week, right here if you’d like to read.


Dog People – Bob Dylan


In the summer of 1967, in a house in the woods outside of Woodstock, lived Bob Dylan, The Band, and a dog named Hamlet. They were recording The Basement Tapes, a part of arguably one of the most influential chapters in American music. In an interview with a Rolling Stone reporter about the album at the time, he recalled “That’s really the way to do a recording: in a peaceful, relaxed setting. In somebody’s basement. With the windows open…and a dog lying on the floor.”

We feel you, Bob Dylan.

This wouldn’t be the first or last time his love for dogs was stated publicly. He references dogs in the lyrics of his songs (“Little Buddy“, above), they’ve made appearances on album covers, and it is one topic in interviews he seemingly has no problem talking about (if you’ve got the time, his early interviews as a salty, critical youth who opposed authority are. so. good.). Recently, in 2013 he released a children’s book based on the lyrics from his song If Dogs Run Free.

There’s no denying Bob Dylan is one of the biggest cultural and musical icons ever. I grew up listening to my dad play his songs on guitar and in college I was really inspired by his writings. Something about those catchy four-chord rhythm progressions he put together, and how rad it was that he wrote songs about edgy things like opposing societal pressures and the status quo way of thinking. Lyrics like “Don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows” always really resonated with me. But finding out he’s a dog person? Next level fan for life.


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Right now I’m sitting in the empty claw foot bathtub in my bathroom, eating kale chips with ranch dressing and reflecting on the past year. The kale chips are clearly just a vessel for the ranch, but you already knew that. 2015 was a weird one. It was a lot of fun, but also really different than any other year I’ve ever had. I hope you guys all had a good holiday…apologies for the lack of posts around here. I missed writing, but needed to take a break from it for a while.

Over Christmas Trey’s grandfather (who he’s named after) passed away. Trey was really inspired by him, especially the engineering work on a NASA mission he did that Trey says influenced him to become an engineer too. So, Trey flew back to the east coast for the holidays to be with his family and sent me some pretty amusing text messages about riding in a mid-sized sedan with his mom, dad, sister and brother for 5 hours while driving from North Carolina to the funeral in Tennessee.

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While he was gone, I took the dogs and drove down to LA. Los Angeles is one of those cities that’s big enough to feel lost in. There’s an anonymity to it that feels good. I spent a lot of time thinking and talking to friends I hadn’t talk to in a while. I had told Trey I felt tired mentally, especially these past few months, but didn’t really know why. It was frustrating to not feel inspired or motivated about life, especially when there was nothing identifiably wrong in my life. I didn’t talk about it much here because the last thing I wanted to share with the world was my personal onset of jadedness and melancholy. I’m more of the self destructing type. I’d rather go for a long drive and blast music with the windows down, or self medicate and forget about everything. I’m not recommending that or anything, I’m just saying that’s usually just what happens.

There were a lot of times this year when I felt restless and claustrophobic. I function best in chaos. I like complicated. Intensity is exciting. When everything gets routine, that’s when I derail. This past year was a lesson in sitting still, something I hadn’t done in a while. I added it up the other day and since leaving home after high school I’ve been to 46 states, driven across the country 5 times, lived in 7 cities/towns, and been to 10 different countries. I got good at being that friend/girlfriend/daughter/sister who texts and emails from afar because I was off doing things. I perfected the art of saying goodbye. It was a formula – go out, get drunk and stay out late, look them in the eyes and kiss their face and tell them how much you love them, then leave in the morning.

Moving around and traveling a lot has its perks. Everything is new and exciting, all the time. It’s fun, really fun. It’s sharing a bottle of liquor on an overnight train with a stranger, it’s exchanging a mutual smile with someone that says more than any word in any language ever could, it’s losing yourself to the moment and abandoning everything you thought you knew. There’s no time to think about the past or worry about the future when you’re so intensely focused on the present. But there are downsides too. When you’re moving around all the time, you don’t build personal relationships with people, or get to experience the stability that comes from having a place to call home. It’s sitting alone in a hotel room during the holidays, it’s your old best friend finding a new best friend, it’s finding out you missed your grandma by a day in the boarding line for a red eye flight home, it’s nothing ever being the same when you get back.

In 2015 something changed for me. I realized that I’ve spent a lot of time and energy running – from people and places I didn’t align with, from the status quo, trying to escape from a past that happened so long ago. This was the year when I got tired. This was the year I learned I didn’t have anything to run from anymore. When Trey got back, he told me he felt the same, for his own reasons. I think that’s why we have always worked…we both left the same small town and never looked back. But, traveling takes on a new meaning for us now. Getting to grow roots in San Francisco and finding the joy in the everyday things life has to offer here is really fun. It’s that barista who always gives you an extra shot in your latte just because, it’s that old guy at the dog park that’s always there with his irish wolfhound, it’s dinner parties with friends, it’s having a place to come home to.

I don’t know what the year ahead is going to bring our way. I’ve gotten it wrong enough times in life to know not to predict anything or plan too much anymore. Either way, good times are gonna be had.  Thank you for continuing to follow along with us here. I love reading your comments and hearing your stories. Thank you for sharing this space with me. Here’s to good vibes in 2016.



Gift Guide / Stanley

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Processed with VSCOcam with lv01 preset Processed with VSCOcam with lv01 preset Processed with VSCOcam with k3 preset Processed with VSCOcam with lv01 preset Christmas is coming (I said that like Jon Snow, god Nicole GET OVER IT). Perhaps you’re looking for ideas for that special someone on your list that’s outdoorsy, or likes well designed things, or both. Stanley is a built-to-last outdoor brand that offers a lot of good products that are great for that. I grew up with Stanley brand products. I still have an old lunch box that Trey and I use to this day to carry dog food in when we travel. I love how their products blend hip style and design with outdoor functionality. It’s great for those people on your list who appreciate products that last. There’s no going wrong with a good thermos to help them keep food and drinks warm, or a good flask to tuck into a jacket pocket during a hike through the woods. My new favorite is the cocktail shaker for making camp fire cocktails, and the vacuum growler to fill with your favorite craft beer and share with friends. Trey’s favorite is the vacuum pint – he fills it up with ice water every night, and it’s still icy water in the morning. You know, it’s the simple things in life.

For some good deals on Stanley products like the ones above, head right this way.

This post was sponsored by Stanley. Thank you for supporting brands who support Wildlandia.


O Christmas Tree

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To: Nicole, From: Trey

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Processed with VSCOcam with s3 preset Around this time in the 7th grade Trey and I first kissed. Since we’ve never had an exact date for an anniversary, we just randomly do sweet things for each other in November and December. The other night we were digging for christmas decorations in the closet and came across an old chalk board we used to write notes to each other on. It must have gotten buried the last time we moved. “Should we hang it?” Trey asked me, holding it against the wall above the dish rack in the kitchen. “Of course”, I told him. One morning last week I went to get a mug off the rack in the kitchen, still wiping sleep from my eyes, and saw he had written something on it… “I want to be your Jon Snow”. Then I noticed, wedged into one of the corners, was a note. “To: Nicole  From: Trey”.

O hello,

Would you believe that we first dated back in 1998? 
…17 years ago!
Before cell phones, in a time when JNCO jeans were still cool, and Britney Spears still hadn’t hit the scene. We date back to the Pre-Spearsian Era.
Back in the days when I used to pass you letters like this one in the halls of middle school. Most of those letters beginning with something like “hey gurl, wuz up? N2MH” and somewhere mentioning how “fine” you looked that day. Always ending with a “love, Trey”.
12 year old me obviously didn’t quite know what love was yet, but I don’t think I was very far off the mark. To think that in the endless universe we live in, completely ruled by randomness and chance, that I found you…someone I loved before I knew what love was, who showed me what love was, and will be the person I love for the rest of my life makes me the luckiest person in this world. I love you so very much and will always love you Nicole.