There's a small pile of postcards sitting on my desk waiting to be mailed. They're written and addressed, I look at them everyday and think,
Right. Put the stamps on the cards and carry them to the box already. It's not that difficult.
But somehow it is.
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I was cleaning off my desk the other day, a basket of collected things shoved haphazardly into a safe place last July when we moved in.
Amongst my treasures and keepsakes, I found a birthday card from a friend, someone who is no longer in my life.
I'm so happy to have found you...
read the inscription on the card.
And I had to wonder, if now, she was glad that I was gone.
And I had to wonder, if now, she was glad that I was gone.
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As much as I love the woods and the beach, it's the desert that I find myself compelled to visit; planning a new adventure for the fall, right on the heels of the last.
It never feels enough. There's a deep desire to explore and examine that part of the state that continually pulls at me.
Especially Joshua Tree.
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I cleared out my swim suit drawer yesterday. Trying each one on, I purged everything that made me feel like the middle-aged mom that I am.
This drawer has been hard for me to meet with. When we lived in New Jersey and our summers were centered around afternoons at the town pool, I invested in a few swim suits. As you all know, swim wear isn't cheap, and it's been really hard for me to part with virtually brand new suit, even though I hate how I feel and look when I'm wearing them.
And suddenly this Spring I've been able to render the brutal blow. I've cleared out the sensible and somewhat modest, (read frumpy!!), and I'm keeping a few choice items to build from.
Today I looked at the pile of suits to give away on the floor smugly and without a second glance.
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M has gone to Coachella this weekend and I'm so glad for him. He never goes on vacation for himself, by himself, and even though he'll tack on a day here and there, it's always business. Admittedly, there are a few acts that I'd have loved to see, (Blur, Bat for Lashes, sob, sob), consoling myself with the live stream last night to watch an epic and wow they still have it performance by Blur.
I totally missed Bat for Lashes today, (live stream conflicted with miss A's jazz class), and feeling a bit like I needed to take matters into my own hands, I bought tickets to see her later in the month, at a small venue here in L.A. I'm looking forward to going, and will go alone if I can't find anyone to join. I've decided that this year is all about not waiting around for things to do, and people to do them with.
It never feels enough. There's a deep desire to explore and examine that part of the state that continually pulls at me.
Especially Joshua Tree.
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I cleared out my swim suit drawer yesterday. Trying each one on, I purged everything that made me feel like the middle-aged mom that I am.
This drawer has been hard for me to meet with. When we lived in New Jersey and our summers were centered around afternoons at the town pool, I invested in a few swim suits. As you all know, swim wear isn't cheap, and it's been really hard for me to part with virtually brand new suit, even though I hate how I feel and look when I'm wearing them.
And suddenly this Spring I've been able to render the brutal blow. I've cleared out the sensible and somewhat modest, (read frumpy!!), and I'm keeping a few choice items to build from.
Today I looked at the pile of suits to give away on the floor smugly and without a second glance.
+++++++++++
M has gone to Coachella this weekend and I'm so glad for him. He never goes on vacation for himself, by himself, and even though he'll tack on a day here and there, it's always business. Admittedly, there are a few acts that I'd have loved to see, (Blur, Bat for Lashes, sob, sob), consoling myself with the live stream last night to watch an epic and wow they still have it performance by Blur.
I totally missed Bat for Lashes today, (live stream conflicted with miss A's jazz class), and feeling a bit like I needed to take matters into my own hands, I bought tickets to see her later in the month, at a small venue here in L.A. I'm looking forward to going, and will go alone if I can't find anyone to join. I've decided that this year is all about not waiting around for things to do, and people to do them with.
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