days of bubbles: 224/365

days of bubbles: 224/365

Not only are the munchkins visiting, but we’re all visiting my parents in Atlanta. Three carseats would not fit in the back of my Prius so I rented a huge car like I used to drive when my kids were little. But when I was little, there were no seat belts, much...
the same: 221/365

the same: 221/365

Today I made the same drive I first made back in the fall of 1975–40 years ago. Then, it was with my parents headed for my freshman year at Davidson College. Now, it’s with my son headed for his senior year at the same place. When I asked him where he was...
late bloomer: 220/365

late bloomer: 220/365

If you’re looking for something perky, click away. I’m as tired and sleepy as I have been in ages. That tiny burst of energy I had on day 8 and again on day 12 has been replaced by a thick lethargy that I imagine as my carb-burning wheels grinding to a...
here now: 219/365

here now: 219/365

When I was taking the guided meditation class at Canyon Ranch, the instructor said, “It’s so easy not to be here.” That’s true. I’m trying to be here. *my healthy action today: one minute meditation. ~  365 true things about me why this...
ing: 218/365

ing: 218/365

WANTing: a glass of wine READing: The Green Road and My Brilliant Friend EATing: chicken (new recipe–will not make again) FINISHing: The Sunday New York Times WALKing: up and down the steps, around the grocery (two trips), last 1000 steps on the treadmill...
meditation: 216/365

meditation: 216/365

I LOVED meditation while I was at Canyon Ranch. But in the real world, where I really, really need it, I haven’t meditated even once. Because I have NO TIME for meditation. Just like I have no time to cook. In exactly that sense. In other words, I would rather...