It is raining. Of course it’s raining. It’s England. But it is not our typical sort of misty rain–or “drizzlers” as they’re better known, here. Instead it’s a rain that really comes down, in many whole droplets and you imagine a soggy man walking into a pub somewhere and commenting on it. “It’s slappy andContinue reading “Tea for One”
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I Have a “Man Cold”
You know that scene from Home Alone, where Kevin is stuffing his face with a giant ice cream sundae and watching inappropriate television? That is sort of how I’m doing the “sick day.” Only it’s more like eating nothing and online shopping. I don’t have time to be sick and yet, here I am. BeingContinue reading “I Have a “Man Cold””
Unzipped
When I sent my youngest son to kindergarten, I felt like I had already done business with my heart ahead of time. That “business” included emotionally breaking down several times before hand, journaling out the struggle of watching these kids grow up too fast, and allowing myself to shed a tear with each back to school purchase.Continue reading “Unzipped”
Gifting with Intention
I’m trying get back to intention. It sounds like such an easy thing to do when you say it. Slow down. Try to be more meaningful. Try to connect more. Not only with other people or yourself but also where you’re going and what you’re doing. But the fact is life is so crazy busyContinue reading “Gifting with Intention”
10 Steps to Falling in Love with Journaling, Even if You Hate It Right Now
We’ve all seen those journals in the movies or in museums, or maybe even on Pinterest that look like leatherbound pieces of art. They’re written in perfect script, illustrated with sketches and watercolors and poetically account for the daily lives of the authors in such a way it makes a trip to the grocery storeContinue reading “10 Steps to Falling in Love with Journaling, Even if You Hate It Right Now”
Home is Where the Vinyl Llama Is
When I walked into the kitchen, she was smelling it through the package. “ What are you doing?” I asked. ”Smelling it.” she said “It smells like Florida.” It was just a pool float. Deflated and not yet used. I bought it for an upcoming holiday. She got kind of quiet and then said “IContinue reading “Home is Where the Vinyl Llama Is”
Down Time
Sometimes you have to force yourself to ignore the mess, the deadlines and the noise. And you have to make yourself a G&T with premium rhubarb gin and elderflower tonic and you have to sit with a project that helps you turn the brainwaves into little squiggles rather than sharp peaks and valleys. Know what’sContinue reading “Down Time”
The Postman’s Perspective
We came face to face as I opened the front door to leave. “Y’Okay?” He asked, which is the Yorkshire way of saying “How are you?” “I’m good,” I replied “How are you?” Which is the American way of saying “How are you?” “Ah. Living the dream!” he said. And it was the way heContinue reading “The Postman’s Perspective”
Shhh! Sit Still and Be Quiet
I’ve never been much good at sitting still. When I was in Kindergarten, nap time was the exactly right time for me get in trouble. (Be still? Be quiet? When there’s so much to say? Well, I’m so sorry Mrs. McDonough but I have to talk to someone about that smell in the cafeteria. ItContinue reading “Shhh! Sit Still and Be Quiet”
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