Isn’t it time?
Tonight we spring forward. We arbitrarily get to make the time something different then what it was today. Daylight savings time began so we can enjoy the extra sunshine during the warmer months.
Do you believe in magic?
As a brand-new yoga teacher years ago, I was teaching my VERY first class at a health club with 50+ people in the room. As I was circling the room and teaching, I was distracted by these two women who were having a conversation at the back of the studio.
Thank you for being a friend.
About a month ago I stopped at a little boutique in Andersonville on my way downtown. I was trying to go the thrift store next door, but it was closed. I have not stopped into a little shop to just peak around in so long and was kind of delighted by how beautiful everything in this little store was curated.
Who Are You?
Last Monday while watching my guilty pleasure, The Bachelor (I know, I know), there was a scene with one woman accusing another woman of being one type of person off camera and another type of person on camera.
The Waiting
I am always OK. It takes a lot to rattle my cage. In case of an emergency, I am your person. I very rarely tip the scales on either end of the spectrum. I do not like to admit this as I am actually a little embarrassed by it.
One Thing Leads to Another
I want to paint my kitchen next week but then I realized I have to paint the ceiling. But in the ceiling, we have these old speakers that are no longer hooked up, so if I take those out I would have to fill in the holes.
Owner of a Lonely Heart
My friend Scott sent this article from the New York Times about an order of Monks who live in the mountains in France. They alone hold the recipe to a type of liquor, Chartreuse.
Everyday I Write the Book
I vacillate between being a voracious reader and then not reading at all. But that doesn't stop the compulsion to buy many books and stack them in piles next to my bed, on the table next to my bed, and on the floor next to the full bookshelf.
Hold on Loosely
I have written over 30 of these emails and none of them have been sent out without a typo. I notoriously type very fast and loud. My brain working at a different speed than my fingers. The letters E, A, and N on my keyboard are so worn they are just white blurs on black keys.
Spirit in the Sky
My polling place is a church in Wilmette. I was inspired that even the church has a sense of humor about masks. Mask wearing is here to stay. Have you experienced the panic when you pull into the grocery store parking lot and realize you don't have one?