Five years ago today, my husband, C, proposed. Never heard the story? Don’t worry; I wrote all about it, here, five years ago. I wasn’t sure about marrying C. I mean, we’d broken up a lot of times. All of them were difficult. At times we seemed to bring out the worst in one another. … Continue reading
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Small Life, Slow Life: 36/100 {The world you desired can be won.}
I don’t know about Ayn Rand (I actually trudged through the entirety of Atlas Shrugged), but I do love this quote. Sometimes, during this year and a half that nothing has changed for me professionally despite many promises and almosts, I have lost sight; I have let that fire go out; I have been in … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 35/100 {H is for “hippo.”}
Tonight was the night I just really didn’t want to blog. I had nothing to say, I didn’t feel like it. I just wanted a free pass. I’m just over a third of the way through this #100daysofblogging challenge, and I was getting nervous that I’m already running out of things to say. “Letter Q, … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 34/100 {The lesson from a skinned knee.}
The smallest thing happened. And it is driving me crazy. I skinned my knee. At work. A week ago. “Oh, no biggie,” I thought. I mean, I used to be a child. I’ve had my share of skinned knees. I figured it would scab in like a day and heal quickly. Wrong. 1. It’s been … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 33/100 {The roast chicken challenge.}
The last time I attempted to roast a chicken, C and I were newlyweds and we realized it was raw after we had carved it, and had to put it back in the oven. I never got over it and haven’t even dared to touch a whole chicken since. But I’ve been really goal-oriented lately, … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 32/100 {A thankless love.}
I don’t know how the love between a mother and her child goes wrong. I know that it does, because I see it everywhere. Girls rolling their eyes at their mothers. Snapping between mother and son. Estrangement. Disappointment. But I don’t know how it happens. Maybe it’s just life, and relationships, and similar to the … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 31/100 {The Big Restlessness.}
I had breakfast with a dear friend today (you might remember Marianne from my “How to Make a Vision Board” post from oh-so long ago) and we were talking about what to do with our lives. Let me back up. There can come a time when the twenties are long gone, and you’re pretty established. … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 30/100 {A photograph.}
Today I took V to see my dad at the store he owns. After chitchatting a bit, he seemed to remember something, and said, “Oh, I have something for you,” and disappeared around the corner. He came back holding a very old looking envelope, black, with a rainbow on it that read, “Technicolor 1 Hour … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 29/100 {You deserve to take up space.}
Today at work, I was talking about whether I was going to get gluten free pizza for lunch, or whether I would be “good” and go to Chipotle and get a bowl, no rice, just beans and meat. “One sounds better, and one is better for my waistline.” And I made a gesture with my … Continue reading
Small Life, Slow Life: 28/100 {The two things I’ve done this year that have totally changed my life.}
There are two things I’ve implemented that have really changed my life since the beginning of this year, and both have cost me absolutely nothing. And before you think I’m going to say, “going to the gym” or “giving up sugar,” you’re wrong! One, which I’ve already mentioned, is carving out time for reading and … Continue reading