Today’s Love Thursday is more of a list. I just don’t have enough of one thing today and really my brain has been working on an entirely different type of entry that doesn’t fit into a Love Thursday or Thankful Friday category. You’ll just have to have patience for that entry. The AIDS Walk Open
THESE DREAMS
Its not just the Bloody Marys inducing the crazy dreams around here. Honestly, it’s been going on for over a week now. Every night is a haze of people I know finding new lovers, people I know breaking up with old lovers, babies being born and friend of a friend’s relatives dying. I wake up
BLOODY MARY
I’m not really sure how it started…well..OK…I might have an idea, but for some reason during the AIDS Walk Open yesterday I decided to review the Bloody Marys of the nine bars that participated in the Open. It became really obvious by the third one that I would not be able to keep track of
THANKFUL FRIDAY
I am currently in the process of figuring out some details on on Donors Choose. My plan is to post a project a month and see what we can do to get that project funded. But guys…this is a cooperative thing. You see a project on that website that you want funded, you need to
LOVE THRUSDAY
Let me tell you about my new(ish) friend Diane. Chad introduced us when I was visiting him and Jess in Atlanta. Diane owns the most charming book store in Decatur GA called Little Shop of Stories and she was in town this week for a book conference. I went and kidnapped her for lunch on
ROUTINES AND RITUALS
Saturday, I left the house for the first time in two days and the whole outing made me giddy and slightly dizzy with glee. I smiled and waved at strangers. I went to Target and rolled my eyes at the bikinis on the racks. I went to Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods. I filled my
SNOW DAY SHMOW DAY
I handled the first snow day like a champ. I did all the snow day things like watch lots of TV, drink hot spiced tea (with a dash of orange liqueur), took lots of pictures of snow falling and when the snow finally stopped (or so I thought), I shoveled my driveway. The driveway took
THANKFUL FRIDAY
They started talking about the snowstorm on Sunday around here. The warned us to be prepared for Thursday. I kind of listened to the warnings in the same way I listen to the tornado warnings, with half an ear (so much for active listening). By Wednesday I had decided that it just might be worth
LOVE THURSDAY
The other day in my creative journaling, I drew a large tree. The roots were thick and dug deep into the earth. The canopy of the tree was full and lush. Sure it looked like a small child had drawn and colored the tree, but it’s my tree and my journal. When I began to
LIVES WISHED LIVED
The booth that sets up next to Dad’s peanut wagon every weekend at the flea market is run by a little old lady. I don’t think she is quite my parents’ age but I suspect that she is in her mid to late sixties. She speaks with an accent that I cannot place. Dutch? Swedish?





