I can do random. Random works for me. Works very well.
Friday night I had a hot date with Bar Keeper’s Friend and our stove top. By the way, Bar Keeper’s friend is my favorite cleaning supply. Last night I had a hot date with laundry. Jealous? You should be. So now I’m going random.
Sesame Street is on right now. How does Maria look the same as she did 25 years ago?
I love how these flowers sprout up between the steel at work.
I might be addicted to pineapple. I want to keep one in my kitchen to look at and one to eat.
I was thinking last night about my behavior (gee, that sounds weird) and it just came to me that it’s all about doing. Thinking, but doing more. I know I’ve thought that before but last night it clicked. And at some point I’ve got to stop comparing. This may only make sense to me and that’s fine.
What sets your spirit on fire? Do you know yet?
My mom and grandma are coming to visit in a month and a half. Yes, it’s a ways away, but I’m excited.
I got these tulips for Mother’s Day. It was funny because I was going to tell Shane that morning when he was going to the store to buy a bunch for no reason, but I let it slip my mind. But he got the message. I’ve never had tulips in the house but I love them. I want to buy some every week for my K pitcher. They make a perfect pair.
We periodically get mail for the people who lived here before us. Not bills or junk mail, but personal letters and cards. It has been 18 months since they lived here. We just got an invitation postcard for their family reunion in PA this summer. You would think that someone would tell the little old lady with her beautiful handwriting that they no longer live here. I wonder where all those “no longer at this address” cards I send back end up. It’s sad in a way I think.
I’m a firm believer in not borrowing trouble or worries. But sometimes it’s hard to swallow my own medicine.
It’s so hot here. So hot. I still don’t understand why anyone thought Phoenix was a great place to settle. Are people really supposed to live in the desert? Are we supposed to have a zillion green golf courses here? No.
My friend Teri is in Paris right now. She is so lucky.
We all need dates with ourselves. At least I do.
My nephew graduates high school in less than 2 weeks. I feel old.
With that I’m off to do some doing.